Seeing Zatara's completely determined look, Harley could only bite the bullet and said: "John, you should listen to me and call the police as soon as possible. At least you can expel the people from the nightclub.
But you are so confident that the whole process is as simple as following a recipe. Your arrogance has killed hundreds of people."
"Gudonggudonggudong..."
A series of bubbles popped up, almost filling half of the experience jar, but Harley didn't pay attention and instead looked at Zatara.
Zatara's face was full of surprise and she murmured: "The transformation at the end of life is indeed wonderful, unpredictable and impossible to fathom."
"What, deathbed transformation?" Rich and others shouted together.
Zatara looked at Harley with a complicated expression and said slowly: "When I saw Constantine last week, I thought he would not be able to open the door to the transformation period within five years.
But today's encounter, as well as your words, made him start his deathbed transformation at this time, and it was a very rare change of mind and cognition.
When I first came over, Constantine was still stuck halfway, unable to advance or retreat, which was very dangerous.
I asked you to continue, but it was only because the Archmage's spiritual sense flickered and he had a premonition that you could help him.
As expected, he has officially entered the stage of transformation."
"This..." Harley had a beeping expression on her face.
Last time, Robbie was raised from hell to heaven. This time, Constantine was directly allowed to initiate his deathbed transformation.
Is she pulling the leeks or fertilizing them?
"Your words are ordinary, but your language..."
Zatara's eyes were covered with silver light, and Harry felt that everything inside and outside his body, including his soul, was being seen through.
She shuddered, feeling inexplicable fear of this middle-aged man with a mustache.
——His strength is definitely not just that of a master of magic, he is probably approaching that of a "spiritual wizard".
Suddenly, Harley realized something in her heart.
"Don't be afraid, I'm just observing your fate."
Zatara comforted her softly, dissipating the silver light in her pupils.
Harry felt even more uncomfortable.
He observed her fate as soon as they met, and was arrogant and self-righteous.
"What did you see?" she asked calmly.
Zatara shook his head in confusion, "You don't need high-sounding rhetoric, you seem to be able to easily make people fall into repentance through concise and direct language.
But your bloodline does not trace back to the ancestors of warlocks who are proficient in spiritual words. Maybe your talent is acquired?"
Making people repent must be the special effect of the treasure that has evolved deep in the soul.
It is extracting some kind of energy related to will, and then using this energy to enhance her mental and will defense.
Seeing that Zatara did not discover her secret, Harry felt more relaxed and said, "I used to be a nun and controlled a small church. Many believers wanted to come to me for confession, and they all said that I was good at preaching."
Zatara said with relief: "You may really have the talent to become a priest. It is better to be God's shepherd in the world than to follow a mess of dark wizards.
Harley, I sincerely recommend you.
Put down everything you have now, put on the nun's robe again, and you can have a very bright future in the heaven camp."
Harley had a strange expression.
Judith and others also looked at her strangely.
Seeing Harry's expression, Zatala pointed at the ruins and said seriously: "Look at the cost of black magic. If you continue on this path, you will end up with a bad end sooner or later."
Harry thought to himself, you are standing and talking without pain in your back. If there were other choices, each of them would want to learn orthodox magic.
But what Zatara said is not unreasonable: becoming a nun and doing penance for others seems to have a really bright future.
Even if ordinary people are little leeks and have less experience to extract, if someone repented on her deathbed and became a saint, she would not only earn a good reputation in reality, but she could also get a large commission from heaven.
By the way, once she becomes famous as a nun, she will have the opportunity to receive an exorcism mission.
If you achieve four things with one stone, why not?
"Master, your teachings touched me deeply. After a while, I will buy a church and work as a nun again." She said sincerely.
"Uh, part-time job?" Zatara's cheek muscles twitched, "You are unwilling to give up your identity as the leader of the club?"
"With the knowledge of the master, I must know that the monks of the Celestial Dynasty who pay attention to 'compassionate' also often perform the Angry-Eye Vajra.
I think I can become a vajra nun.
Rifle in left hand, cross in right hand.
The boss chair in the front, my little brother came to worship me; the Christ statue in the back store, I went to worship God." Harry said seriously.
The Grand Master of Magic couldn't stand it any longer.
"You...whatever you want." He said with a twisted expression.
At this time, Jason Blood asked: "Zatara, are you here to deal with supernatural events?"
"That's right, I received a call from a friend in the Shadow Bureau. They discovered that there was a high-level, large-scale hellish magic reaction here, but they couldn't send someone to deal with it immediately, so they asked me to come over and take a look."
At this point, Zatara looked surprised, "Did you get summoned? Who is qualified to summon you?"
Jason Blood pointed at Harley and said: "It was her, the 'Merlin Contract' she knew from somewhere, not only could she summon Etrigan, but she also pulled me over.
Half an hour ago, I was on the other side of the Atlantic in Dublin, attending a gathering of old friends."
"This is the first time I've heard of Merlin's Contract." Zatara looked at Harry in confusion.
"I gambled with a devil and won it." Harley shrugged and said casually.
"Just this once, Etrigan said it." Jason said.
Harley smiled bitterly and nodded.
In fact, she didn't lie. The opportunity to summon Etrigan was won by playing poker, but it was not her, but joy.
It can only be used once and is her reward for being an undercover wizard.
Knowing the devil's true name does not necessarily mean you can summon it.
Most demons who are not confused can refuse the summons.
For example, the Three Witches in a Carriage, apart from Harley, few people have succeeded in the past hundred years.
However, in addition to the ordinary summoning ritual, there is also an exclusive sacrificial ritual that can be 100% successful.
Even Lucifer, knowing his exclusive sacrificial ritual, can make him respond to the call.
"Zatara, I leave this place to you. Come and have a drink with me when you have time. I have to leave now."
Jason said hello to Zatara, nodded to Harley, stepped out, and disappeared into the space door.
Zatala glanced at the people at the scene and said calmly: "Logue's matter has nothing to do with you, but more than two hundred people died in the nightclub, so we can't hide it.
In fact, a large group of police and reporters had gathered outside at this time.
Someone must be responsible for this, and this is also the agreement the Shadow Bureau made with you before."
Although Harley kept blaming Constantine before, she also knew that Zhacon had good intentions and that the strategy of 'using big ghosts to drive out little ones' was reasonable.
But Nergal is too cunning.
In other words, the price of black magic is too high and it comes too unexpectedly.
"Anyway, there are no survivors left here. Let's just say that the nightclub owner Logue summoned the demon and lost control..."
"No, I will not collude with you, and the police and the Shadow Bureau know about this and cannot cover it up." Zatala said sternly.
Harry looked surprised. You are a master of magic. How dare you say that you have never summoned demons or otherworldly creatures?
What does it mean to act innocent in front of us now?
Richie, Frank, and Judith also looked ugly.
They all felt that Harley's suggestion was very good, after all, the cause of the matter was indeed Logue.
If he hadn't been trying to save his daughter Astra, how could he have ended up like this?
After an awkward silence, Zha Kang, who was squatting on the ground and crying silently, stood up and said in a daze: "It's my fault, I will take it. You leave first, I am willing to accept the punishment of the law."
"John, you-" Zed hesitated, his face full of worry.
Harry frowned and said, "John, you are now entering the terminal stage of transformation and are not suitable for litigation."
"Only punishment can make me feel better now." Constantine shook his head.
"Are you sure?" Harley looked at him suspiciously, "You are in a very bad state right now."
Constantine waved his hand, "I am awake and fully understand what I am doing. You should leave quickly."
Several people were about to persuade him again, but Zatara opened a blue space door directly and said: "He has made a choice, either you leave or stay with him."
"How about we leave first and then help John with the lawsuit." Judith took Harley's arm and whispered.
...
What a fart lawsuit, Constantine was arrested and imprisoned that day, and the next day these guys scattered and left Gotham one by one.
Only Constantine's nominal girlfriend, Zed, stayed.
Moreover, there was no way to fight the lawsuit. Constantine confessed directly and no one could help him.
Half a month later, Constantine was sentenced to ten years in prison for "participating in cult activities and causing heavy casualties."
However, after he was arrested by the police, he often showed symptoms such as epilepsy, foaming at the mouth, nervous convulsions, and madness and dementia in prison and court.
After examination by multiple psychiatrists, it was determined that he suffered from extremely serious mental illness.
Therefore, instead of going to Gotham's famous Blackgate Prison, he was sent to the even more famous Arkham Asylum.
Harley swears to God, she didn't do anything.
In fact, she was very worried about Constantine's current state, because she knew that he was not pretending and was not sick.
But his state is more dangerous than mental illness.
There is only a one-seventh chance of survival after terminal transformation.
Harley's transformation is the Muggle body gradually adapting to magical elements, which is relatively common and safer.
Constantine is a rare change of mind and cognition.
A person's outlook on life is determined by his living environment and education level.
The simplest example is that the Chinese Saonian, who was born under the red flag, and the American man have different outlooks.
There is no difference in IQ between ancient people and modern people, but their outlook on life is very different.
The difference between the extraordinary world and the ordinary world far exceeds the difference between ancient and modern times and between China and foreign countries.
Harley's body is adapting to the extraordinary power, while Constantine's mind and cognition are adapting to the extraordinary.
This transformation is more unpredictable and more dangerous.
It is not an exaggeration to say "a narrow escape from death".
On the day Constantine was sent to Arkham, Harley met Zatara.
"Master also came to visit John?" Her attitude was not exactly enthusiastic.
"If I want to visit him, I won't let anyone know." Zatara looked at her with a complex expression, "I am waiting for you specifically."
Harry's heart moved, "For John?"
He nodded slightly with a surprised expression, "How did you guess that?"
Harley smiled lightly and said: "Master, if you just come to me, you will definitely go to the fighting arena."
He said: "There is no fixed pattern of death-bed transformation and it is unpredictable. Its essence is a person's transformation under extraordinary circumstances.
No two people in the world are exactly the same, and naturally no two people have the same transformation.
The mages can only summarize a few major categories based on countless years of experience.
Changes in mind and cognition are rare, but not unprecedented.
I know how to maximize Constantine's chances of survival, I just hope you don't interfere with this process."