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Chapter 1227 In one thought, the world is distorted

 "Gordon, please explain the matter in detail." Harley said.

"Didn't you ask me to learn black magic from Constantine? I often go to see him these days, but as your favored one, I haven't given up my daily job of exorcising evil spirits from God in Gotham.

Generally speaking, there are two situations where God is needed to exorcise demons. First, when I heard on the news or at the police station that a murder occurred in a certain place, and after personally investigating it, I determined that the law could not solve it.

I will personally seek justice for the wronged souls.

In this case, most of the undead went to hell, and I will communicate with them, fulfill their wishes, and let the undead partially rest in peace.

The second situation is that I take the initiative to inquire about the supernatural events in Gotham, learn about unjust cases from the undead that linger in the world and refuse to leave, and call the police first. If the police cannot solve the problem, I will contact Bateman.

If Bateman cannot punish the criminal through legal means, I will ask God to exorcise the devil."

Harry listened very impatiently, "Just tell me what happened. Just one sentence, you have been talking nonsense for so long."

"Isn't this just to make it easier for you to understand?" Gordon muttered awkwardly, and then said: "The day before yesterday, I met an old lady who lingered in the world and refused to leave. Although she didn't have any resentment, she was tinged with a touch of evil.

Power.

I was curious, so I asked it about the situation and whether I encountered any evil spirits.

The old lady told me that she was the old housekeeper of the Winter family, named ‘Janet’, but she had actually been dead for more than ten years.

She should have died of illness, but she couldn't rest assured that her young lady was probably the kind of relationship between Mr. Alfred and Wayne in Wayne Manor.

She prayed to God to let her die a few years later, and she wanted to continue to take care of the frail Miss Alice.

Hum, common sense in the magic world, God may listen to the prayers of believers, but he will rarely send miracles.

On the contrary, demons often respond to the desires of people's hearts.

A monster responded to her"

Zha Kang crossed his legs, waved his hand to interrupt him and said, "I told you, Asa is a nightmare nurse, a medical magician, not a monster."

Gordon was unmoved and continued: "By taking away the body, the monster fulfilled Mrs. Janet's wish to survive cancer.

In the years that followed, monsters used that flesh shell to move around in the world."

"What did it do? Why didn't it just swallow the old lady's soul?" Harley asked.

Gordon hesitated and said: "Just looking at what it did in Winter Manor, it doesn't seem like a demon with ulterior motives.

First of all, it only suppressed Mrs. Janet's soul and did not harm her. Well, just being in contact with each other for many years made poor Janet never get to heaven again.

In addition, it did not do any bad things at Winter Manor, but acted seriously as a caring butler, very gentle and considerate."

"Well, this seems to be a good demon." Harley tilted her head and asked strangely: "What's wrong recently? Are you meeting some non-mainstream demons?"

"It's only good on the surface." Gordon's expression became a little weird, "The housekeeper's job is only a small part of Janet's life.

It spends more time wandering around in the form of Mrs. Janet, doing all kinds of debauched things. The reason why Mrs. Janet refuses to rest is because the monster is targeting her lady again.

She was right to worry, now the monster has abandoned the old housekeeper Janet's body and taken control of Miss Alice's young and energetic body.

I wanted to perform an exorcism on her, but Constantine wouldn't allow it.

He and the monster are old acquaintances."

Harley nodded, turned to Zha Kang, and said, "What did you say?"

Zha Kang said helplessly: "I have said everything that needs to be said, what else do you want me to say? Asa is the favored one of the God of Medicine and will not harm mortals at all. She is not even a real demon."

"How could that kind of breath not be a demon?" Gordon said.

"Then tell me, is she a fallen angel, an ancient demon, a demon from another dimension, or a fallen mage?" Zha Kang asked.

"I don't know its origin, but the smell doesn't lie." Gordon insisted.

Harley thought for a while and asked, "Is that nightmare nurse still in Winter Manor? She is a human or a demon. It would be more direct to meet her in person."

"Alice Winter is your friend?" Zha Kang frowned.

"She is a follower of Christ, and I am the God of War in Heaven, the guardian of believers in Christ." Harley said seriously.

Zha Kang wanted to give her the middle finger to express his disdain for her righteous words at this time.

"It ran away. After I discovered its identity, it took Alice's body and ran away." Gordon said.

Zha Kang sighed and said, "Do you think she needs to run away in front of you? She left just because she didn't want to hurt you."

"Hmph, I'm Harley's favored one. Who dares to hurt me in Gotham?!" Gordon looked like a yamen showing off his mother's position as prime minister.

Zha Kang sneered and said: "Don't say you are just the favored one of Witch Harley. Even if Witch Harley is in front of you, Asa doesn't have to be afraid, because she is not an ordinary devil at all."

"Call her here." Harley became a little more interested.

The Nightmare Nurse is a demon, and Zha Kang knows her name, so it shouldn't be difficult to summon her.

Zha Kang was startled, "Here? You know your reputation yourself. It is almost impossible to summon any demon in Quin Villa, or even within dozens of kilometers of the Villa."

"Didn't you say she's not afraid of me?"

"Facing you directly and responding to the call of you or the people around you are two different things. Even the supreme being is afraid of being tricked by you. If you face you directly, at least you won't be tricked."

After a pause, Zha Kang said strangely: "In recent years, I have developed several magic spells specifically in your name, such as the 'Spell to avoid evil and change'.

It's actually using your real name to exorcise demons.

Just like in "Christ's Song of Casting Out Demons", he uses the name of the big devil to threaten and drive out the little devils.

You are the biggest devil in the world today.

Especially effective against low-level demons.

If your reputation could be as loud as it is now when you deal with Novosheng, Astra "

Sighing and shaking his head, he continued: "There is another magic that is more practical for mages. When you are targeted, tracked, or hunted by gods and demons, use the 'Harley Advent Spell' to simulate your mental fluctuations and vitality.

It can make most wary gods and demons suspicious."

Harley's face had no expression, but a bit of pride flashed in her eyes. Zha Kang had used a more sophisticated flattery method to please her.

Zha Kang sighed: "In addition, I also came up with many magic tricks related to you.

More than 90% of the magic spells in the world are related to gods and demons.

With your current strength and reputation, you can definitely develop a systematic 'Harley Curse'."

What he is talking about now is exactly what Harley hopes for Barba.

If Zha Kang was her divine priest, the effect would be a thousand times better than Barbara's.

This guy is so talented in magical innovation.

In the world of martial arts and fairy tales, the strength of a practitioner is measured by the "internal force" and "original force" in his body.

Practicing swordsmanship without practicing martial arts will result in nothing.

Internal strength is the king, and pursuing skills without internal strength is a crooked approach.

But in the world of D cultivation, all powers have their masters. The bosses are powerful and high-level. Their power is very corrosive and assimilating to the bodies of low-level mages. If they pursue magic power blindly, they will fall into the inferior category.

From ancient times to the present, the most respected people in the magic circle are always those who can constantly innovate in magic techniques.

The so-called first and second person of the younger generation is not about how strong their magic power is, but how good their magic skills are and how fast they update and iterate their magic skills.

When a kind of magic spreads and becomes known to everyone, it is not far away from becoming obsolete.

If they know the spells and operation methods, the "first people of the young generation" will immediately come up with ways to restrain themselves, just like Wang Yuyan who is familiar with the world's martial arts classics and can tell the loopholes of every martial arts.

Therefore, although Zha Kang debuted late, he was never afraid of the old wizards like Phoenix Faust. Instead, those old guys suffered at his hands many times and hated him with itch.

"What kind of devil is worthy of you trying to flatter me to change the subject? I am becoming more and more interested." Harley said.

"Uh, I didn't change the subject." Because of the word "flattering", a trace of embarrassment appeared on Zha Kang's face, "I don't know her real name, so I can't force her to respond to the call."

Harley remembered something and was a little eager to try it: "I also invented a new spell recently. I guarantee that after it is used, Quinn Manor will no longer be a restricted area for demon summons."

Zha Kang became interested, "What kind of curse?"

"The Forgetting Curse! As long as I recite the curse, the whole universe will forget me. I won't even remember 'Witch Harley', so of course there will be no summoning restricted areas." Harley said.

"Are you bragging? What spell can be so powerful that it will make the whole universe forget you?" Zha Kang didn't believe it at all.

Apart from the price magic, Thorns and Black Vortex, she has never developed a second, even the most common magic spell.

"Let's try the black magic meditation room." Harry said.

Zha Kang did not refuse, he was even more curious now

The two of them immediately went to Harry's meditation room, which specializes in experimenting with black magic.

After entering the door, they stared at her intently.

Harry didn't waste any time, and casually muttered "Forgetting Curse, disappear" in English, and her body visibly froze into ice, then became so transparent that it almost disappeared, leaving only a thin ice shell in her original position.

Zha Kang's head felt dull, as if a steel pipe had been inserted into his mind, forcefully draining away the memory, and then filling it with "new brain" loaded with unfamiliar yet familiar images.

"Um~" He slapped his forehead hard with his hand and groaned: "Damn, my memory is distorted, no, it's not just the memory, the timeline is also distorted, Harley, stop it!"

He could still shout, but Gordon beside him stood there blankly, his body like a 3D projection with poor signal, flickering and changing constantly.

It seems that he is changing from the man in trench coat to a middle-aged man in police uniform.

living person.

Not only is Gordon changing, but the Quinn Manor where they are at this time is also uncertain, and seems to be changing from an exquisite and beautiful villa to a barren mountain.

Outside Quinn Manor, the entire world stood still for an instant, as if covered with a layer of fog, and the scenery became unreal.

"Why do you still remember me?" Harley changed from the transparent ice shell back to its original state and asked strangely: "Just now I completely disappeared from the world."

She herself hasn't changed at all.

Even the feeling of emptiness and death when existence disappears is not very strong.

"Fake, this is not a forgetting spell, it's a multiverse restarting spell!" Zha Kang was mentally traumatized. He held his knees with both hands, his face was pale, his forehead was sweating, and he was gasping for air, as if he had experienced a fierce battle.

fight.

"What just happened?" Gordon had just recovered from "time stood still" and looked around blankly: "Why am I here, eh!"

He covered his head and groaned: "I seem to have traveled to another world, where there is no Harley. I am still working as a police officer in the police station, and I have been promoted to chief. They call me 'Director Gordon'."

He seemed to be recalling this title, with a hint of regret in his tone.

In this world, he will only be a police officer until his death.

Zha Kang said fearfully: "If your forgetfulness curse continues, he may really resurrect from the dead and become the chief of the Gotham Police Department.

How did you do that? I don't believe this is pure magic."

"Is it that exaggerated?" Harley frowned slightly. She just revoked her defense expertise and voluntarily disappeared into the wind of nothingness in the stomach dimension.

When the entire Nordic pantheon disappeared, the legendary story of Odin would also be left in the world.

She thought of one thing. Odin was not willing to dissolve into the wind of nothingness. He never stopped struggling, but she took the initiative, holding the idea of ​​"let the world forget me".

In addition, there is the Wind of Nothingness defense specialty: creating a "story" out of thin air in a world with no trace of its own existence.

Is this also a kind of world distortion?

If the other way around


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