The Death Knell

　　 Constantine calmly raised his hand, took the cigarette bomb in his mouth and flicked the ashes. The evening breeze in London flew away with gray embers.

　　 "I didn't hire anyone and I didn't provoke anyone. If the Justice League beats me in the street, can't it justify?"

　　 "You know why we are looking for you." Su Ming tightened his arm, his armrest was so hard that Zakang couldn't look back.

"Oh? What's the matter? I don't know." Constantine's expression was calm, and he took the cigarette back into his mouth: "Sannomiya ran out again? Yes, I summoned him. Although he is a demon, he wants to see himself. Your daughter must allow people to visit relatives, right?"

　　 "No." Barbatos' dark power is like a tide flooding the world. If the magician does not sense it, it is a real lie.

"So it's a witch thing? Although she lost control and killed a lot of people, and wounded Superman and Wonder Woman, isn't that over? I was on the scene, but the whole thing has nothing to do with me, really ."

　　 "Not right."

　　 Su Ming turned his head, this guy didn't know how long he hadn't taken a bath, he had the same smell of food as he had gotten out of the garbage dump.

"Then you mean it rains corpses in the sky? I told you, then you should go to Mrs. Shangdu, although in view of my friendship with her, I provided magic rituals and props, but my magic is useless. She did it all, and I can take you to arrest her and assist her for free."

　　 "No way."

　　 "Huh? The zombies in the London Mirror Space?"

　　 "No way."

　　 "Then... the vampire rebellion?"

　　 "No."

　　 "What happened to the gun of Longinus?"

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　　Barry covered his head, and he didn't feel surprised at all when he heard the supernatural words popping out of Constantine's mouth full of yellow teeth. Although Zha Kang emphasized that these things had nothing to do with him, he knew that he was indispensable when he thought about it with his ass.

The biggest weakness of the Justice League is that none of the people have magic resistance. Diana is a little better, with some artifacts on her body that can resist, but Superman really has almost zero magic resistance. In history, he was restrained by magic. Once again, he never thought of making up for his shortcomings...

These magic-related mysteries are generally handled by several magic teams, such as the Shadow Deed mentioned by Su Ming, the semi-official background of the Shadow Bureau (SHADE), and others include the Shazam family of Shazam and Wutong’s Extremely British League, then there is Zha Kang's Dark Justice League and so on.

　　 "Stop! Who do you think I am?"

　　 Constantine spit out a puff of cigarette and pursed his dry lips: "Who else has such a dark voice in the Zhenglian? Batman, can you not slap me when torturing me for a while, I am very familiar with Wonder Woman."

　　 Did you admit the wrong person? Su Ming doesn't think so, this guy wants to play tricks...

　　 He loosened his arm and patted his arm armor. There was some Zakang's dander on it. This guy shouldn't wash his neck for a long time: "It's not Batman. I'm not looking for you for those little things."

　　 Constantine twisted his tie and cleared his throat before turning around. He stiffened a little after seeing Su Ming, and then said to Barry behind him with a weird expression.

"It turned out to be the death knell. I'm very curious, why are you with him?" Halfway through, he seemed to understand something and patted his forehead: "Do you need a magic ritual to brainwash him? He became a superhero or something?"

　　 Barry looked at his shoes, and stopped speaking, brainwashing to change a person, it was too evil, the magician did not have a good thing.

"If you talk nonsense, I'll cut your head off." Su Ming walked to Constantine's side and drew out a section of the Vulcan Sword to make Zha Kang look scared: "Don't want to run away, I have a full suit. They are all mixed with N metal. As a magician, you should know what it means. You have no chance."

　　 Watching Constantine touch his lighter, Su Ming knew that this guy wanted to escape with blindfold, and immediately spoke to dispel his thoughts.

　　 Constantine gave a bitter face and forced an awkward smile: "Why are you running? Didn't you say that there is business? I'll take it."

　　Su Ming looked into his eyes: "Barbatos Dark Dragon..."

　　 "No way, no help, goodbye." Constantine threw his refusal for three consecutive times, turning his head to walk inside the door.

　　 But he didn't have Barry's speed, Su Ming turned his head, Barry knew immediately, with a flash of lightning, Su Ming and Constantine entered the flashing door together.

　　 Only for an instant, they appeared in a desolate place, in front of a dilapidated wooden villa, the paint was completely peeled off, leaving only the original color of the wood.

　　 Numerous years of corrosion and wind and rain have turned the wood into rotten wood. It is a miracle that the house did not collapse.

　　 The howling wind blew from the wilderness, and all the doors, windows, and even the walls of the house made a ‘creaking’ sound. Half-yellow withered grass was all around, as if life was taken by some kind of energy. At the intersection of heaven and earth in the distance, black clouds could be seen rolling.

　　 "Oh...what the **** are you guys, let's say yes, but I asked you to come." Constantine gave a sly smile.

Su Ming didn't care, just hooked his neck and glanced at him faintly: "When you came out and didn't close the door, I knew you were planning this. This is a magic tunnel, which consumes all the time. Energy, this door of yours is left for us. Of course, I choose to count. Now if you play tricks, Barry will knock a big bag on your head. Even if you want to use the mysterious house, you can’t do it, because We are all here, all locked in the same cage."

"...If you are cruel, okay, I admit that I really need some help, how about we exchange?" Constantine couldn't be proud of it, even if he was a magician, he heard that the name of the death knell However, the legendary tactician saw through the plan, and his cleverness seemed to be insufficient...

　　 can determine in advance which phone booth the two are in, and open the door and send it there. Of course, he can also know who is calling. I planned to trap the two in the Spiritual Prison and I could threaten myself. This wonderful space is incomprehensible for non-magic users, so I just hide it with blindfolds and make conditions.

But Su Ming is not the death knell of this world~www.NovelMTL.com~ The information he knew far exceeded his imagination, and he directly broke his plan. This made Zha Kang worried that the death knell had been prepared long ago, but he was prepared for the death knell. Next, it can be said to be one of the most terrifying people on earth.

　　 Actually, it’s not that the death knell is smarter than Batman, but Su Ming too knows what Zha Kang is. He has been on guard since we met...

"Let's go, this is the house of mystery, located on the cross-section of all time and space, the transit point leading to the Lingbo Prison." Su Ming dragged Zakang towards the dilapidated building, looking at the weird people carved on the door. Face, said in a positive tone.

"Oh, do you know it well?" Constantine's unshaven face showed an expression of admiration, as if it was a bit of ostentation, and explained to the confused Barry: "The Hell of Soul is the space between heaven and hell. Faults, after people die, if their merits are not enough to go to heaven and their sins are not enough to go to hell, their souls will live in a spiritual prison."

　　 "Then...there is a ghost here?" Barry wrinkled his face. As a scientist, he hated these things that science could not explain the most.

　　 Constantine was holding the cigarette, turned his head and spit out a yellowish spit: "Yes, do you see the dark clouds in the sky? Those are all ghosts."

　　 "This..." Barry only felt itchy scalp, and the dark cloud seemed to be coming over here.

　　 Su Ming relentlessly interrupted Zha Kang's lie at this time: "Don't listen to his nonsense, it is a dark cloud, except for the gloomy spiritual prison, it is no different from the outside world."

　　 "Damn, can't you let me succeed once? It's rare that I can have some fun with Zhenglian."

　　 Zha Kang rolled his eyes, but he didn't slow down at all in his hand. He took out the key and opened the door of the villa, making a sign of please to the two of them.