"Okay, this damn holy power rune is finally not updated!" In the small cellar, Constantine gritted his teeth and said: "Taking advantage of this short period of stability, I have to summon this bastard angel and then
You can't punch him! You all stand back, I'm going to activate the magic circle!"
Tim grabbed Jason's elbow and asked him to take two steps back, but he said: "The runes of sacred power stopped updating as suddenly as they started updating frequently. You dare to act rashly without investigating the truth behind it."
Activating the magic circle is not a child's play. Once the runes operate abnormally, God knows what you will summon."
Constantine took a deep breath, turned to look at Tim, and said very seriously: "You understand, you are the child between the two of us, and I have spent half my life studying these runes, I am sure
Even if the rune energy of the sacred power is suddenly disrupted, it is just a failure of the summoning ceremony. There will be no danger, and I will not take my own life as a joke."
"You'd better not."
After saying that, Tim took two steps back and leaned against the cabinet next to Jason without talking. Constantine worked in the center of the magic circle for a while, seeming to have added insurance to the operation of certain runes.
Then he rubbed his hands, cut his palm open with a knife, and pressed his hand on the core rune in the center of the circle.
The magic circle lit up, and every rune worked perfectly as Constantine expected. The annoying update of the sacred power runes did not affect the operation of the magic circle. Everything seemed to be under control. The only thing
The problem is that no one responds to this array.
Constantine looked a little surprised and a little confused. In fact, although Constantine was terrible from a human point of view, he was a heartthrob among the gods, especially angels and demons. Countless angels and demons
This is evident from the fact that the devil still chose to answer the summons after being tricked by him so many times.
But this time, the magic circle was unexpectedly silent, and the object it pointed at completely ignored it, but suddenly a space bubble composed of completely different forces appeared very abruptly above the magic circle.
It is no exaggeration to say that the painting style of this space bubble is completely different from the magic circle below. Above is the endless starry sky and indescribable chaos, while below is a human creation full of order and power. Both sides
Eight poles can't be hit.
Tim suddenly had a bad premonition. He quickly took a step to the side and rushed out of the door with a "swish". He also reached out and grabbed Jason's arm and took him away with him.
So, not surprisingly, Constantine, who was half a step too late to react, was directly knocked to the ground by several black figures falling from the air, and the side of his forehead was firmly hit on the concrete floor.
The first one to land was Little Bruce. Because it was he who initiated the ritual, he also flew the highest when he was accepted by the door. Of course, it may be that the supreme being in the next world wants to throw him out the most, but anyway, he and
Constantine fell straight to the cement floor of the cellar, but fortunately he did not hit the back of his head.
This fall was not light. Little Bruce let out a cry of pain, straightened his body like a fish that had just landed, then turned himself sideways, and used the arm on the other side to support his body and lift it up, but then he
The biggest difficulty to deal with is not the physical pain, but the endless whispers in my head.
From the perspective of the occult community, he made a pretty bad decision - he responded to the call of an alien god, accepted his power but did not do anything for him, and privately studied the knowledge he gained from this alien god.
, saw clearly the true nature of another alien god, and then summoned him through a forbidden ritual.
If you don't take into account the help that his status in this universe brings to him, then he may be the youngest and most capable of committing suicide among the legendary investigators.
Little Bruce was not sure whether his final ritual of summoning Yug was successful, but he was sure that he must be a part of the crazy whispers in his head. Perhaps most of them came from Naia, but there was no need to distinguish them so clearly. Anyway,
It felt like his brain had been hit with a heavy hammer.
The next person to fall was Harley. She was quite strong. She adjusted her body posture as much as possible the moment she landed, and rolled on the ground a few times to relieve the force. The fall was not very heavy.
But after she landed on the ground, the moans in her mouth and in her mind sounded together, and then the screams resounded in her mind. A strange female voice that sounded very young, but with an angry vitality spoke to her.
Yelling in my head.
"What did you do?! Where is this?!!"
"Please! Wait!" Harley raised her eyebrows hard and opened her eyelids hard, trying to calm down the violent factor in her body that was ignited by the excitement of euphoria. Then she took a deep breath and
My mind said: "This is the right question for me to ask you, who are you? What are you going to do in my brain?"
"Someone activated the power of chaos, and the terrifying whispers of the stars came to my ears along the power. I just wanted to check the situation...Wait, wait, oh, God, I'm not trapped in your mind.
Here! I can still come to my senses, God! It scared me to death!"
"...No, it's okay, dear, you can still sleep for a while. I just felt a little dizzy suddenly. Maybe Sithorn called me, but I don't want to pay attention to him. Yes, that's it... Okay
Well, every time I lie I will be found out. Here’s the thing…”
Harley heard the voice in her head gradually weakening, but not completely disappearing, as if it was speaking to someone through a thick wall.
Harry couldn't hear the other party's answer, but judging from the content of the girl's words, they might be in an extremely distant place and paid attention to this place because of some accident.
Later, Harley realized what was going on. She was not the kind of person to be easily deceived, so she raised her voice and shouted in her head: "Sithorne lied to me, right? Chaos
The power is not his power at all, at least it does not belong to him completely. I can feel that this power is more connected with you."
"In a sense, yes." Wanda's voice sounded in Harley's mind. Every time she answered, the red light in Harley's left eye would beat more violently, as if it was a projection of some kind of attention.
A fire lit within Harley's soul.
"Sithorn can never call himself the Lord of Chaos, because he is not the master of the power of chaos. Although I am not completely the master of chaos, there is no doubt that I can mobilize more power of chaos than him."
"When you mobilized the power of chaos, I felt an unusual aura. It came from some extremely dangerous great existence that I had encountered. I could feel that someone around you summoned them."
"My close connection with the power of chaos makes me different from ordinary humans. Like the devil, I can directly lend the power of chaos I possess to believers. I came to your soul with power and consciousness. I wanted to lend you
body to deal with those dangerous things.”
"They can't come!" Wanda took a deep breath and said: "I have faced one of them to some extent, or it may be the greatest and most terrifying one. I can't name him, but
In that dark room filled with shrieking flutes and the sound of drums, he was still sleeping."
Harley keenly captured some familiar words, so she began to communicate with Wanda in their minds, exchanging as much information as possible between the two parties.
After all, smart people can see that this matter is not over at all, but everything is too confusing and complicated to figure out for the time being.
The next person to fall was Barry Allen. He was the luckiest and unluckiest of these people, because it was he who fell on Constantine. The good news is that he did not fall on the concrete floor.
The news is that falling in a manure pit would be worse than falling on a concrete floor.
A voice also sounded in his head.
"Is this the strange universe you said you came from? It does seem very far away, at least much further than the limit of the sleepwalking multiverse I can reach, but the magical thing is that I can still cast my eyes on this place.
attention."
"No, no, my power can't be used!" There was a trace of shock and anger in his voice. He said: "The rules of power in different worlds are completely different. Even the Dark God Book cannot give a perfect solution...
But it doesn’t matter, my experience can still be used, and I can help you find the powerful power that can still be used in this universe."
"You should take a rest." Barry covered his head and stood up, shaking his head vigorously. Then he was surprised to find that he had knocked down a person. He rushed forward and helped Constantine.
stand up.
Constantine covered his head, which knocked out a bag. He looked at Barry sideways and said, "I guess you have nothing to do with the object of my summons from head to toe. There must be no angels or demons among your relatives."
?”
Hearing the familiar voice, Barry looked at Constantine dizzily, and then shouted: "Professor Constantine?"
"'Professor'?! The only American bill I support is that alcohol shouldn't be sold to minors. Are you serious? Kid?"
But the next second, tragedy happened. Constantine, who had just gotten up from the ground, had not yet fully stabilized his body when another figure fell from the sky.
"boom!"
The lethality of this figure is much greater. The Constantine in front of him now may be the only Constantine in the multiverse who survived being hit on the head by the Doomsday.
"Oh, God, what happened? Why are my body and brain telling me that I was kicked far away?!"
Helen Stark covered her head and wrinkled her eyes as she staggered up from Constantine's body. She took a deep breath and made a short breath from her mouth. Then she discovered that this series of crises
The culprits, the three strange freshmen from the Magic Academy, stood in a row and stared at her with strange eyes.
"I guess we are back." Harley sighed and said, "To be precise, I am back. This is the universe where the Robins are."
"Jesus, Constantine, don't tell me they are all angels you want to summon... Uh, Harley, why are you here?"
Jason stepped on the threshold and walked in. Tim was obviously stunned when he saw the room full of people. When the two of them walked into the room, the cellar, which was not big in the first place, was full of people.
It seemed that Constantine couldn't bear it anymore. He leaned back and leaned against the wall, then waved his hands vigorously and said.
"Get out of here! You little bastards, who would like to have a bunch of kids around him like Batman does?!"
This chapter has been completed!