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Chapter 161 Astra's Final Ending

 Harley understood what Zatara meant, but felt even more surprised.

"Why do you value John so much that you are willing to protect him personally?"

A shadow flashed across Zatara's blue eyes.

Harry didn't notice anything and only saw a kind and gentle smile on his face.

"Constantine has excellent talent. I am very optimistic that he will be promoted to the master of magic and become the pillar of the magic world."

"His magic power is not outstanding." Harley doubted.

"Do you think he is a wild mage?" Zatara asked.

"Could it be that his ancestors were rich?"

"Like me, he is a descendant of the ancestors. Among his ancestors, there have been many great magic detectives.

The talent of the Constantine family is far beyond the level of magic power." Zatala said seriously.

"What is the profession of a magical detective?" Harry asked curiously.

"You can think of them as cross-dressing heroes in the magical world, dedicated to maintaining the order of magic." Zatara said.

Harley pondered for a moment and asked: "Changes in the mind and cognition are probably a process of recasting thinking.

After the transformation is completed, his understanding of magic will be raised to a new level, right?"

Zatara nodded slightly, "Not only will his understanding of magic become more mature, but his thinking will be closer to the essence of magic.

Just like on the road of life, young people stumble and make mistakes along the way.

If an 80-year-old man who lives a transparent life is allowed to become a teenager again, he will live smoothly and have clear goals.

Because wise old people understand the true meaning of life better.

If Constantine completes his transformation, his journey in magic will be like an experienced and wise old man who is reborn eighty years ago.

Maybe the second and third transformation will happen within a few years, or even within ten years, he will become a magic master of the same level as me."

"This benefit is too great. My transformation only produces magic power..." Harley was a little jealous.

"The benefits are great, but it is also more dangerous."

The two of them were talking and had arrived at Constantine's private room.

Through the glass window, you can see Constantine leaning against the wall, twitching all over and foaming at the mouth.

He was wearing a straitjacket specially prepared for mental illness, the kind that tied his arms to his chest.

At this moment, his eyes were wild, his mouth was chattering, he didn't know what to say, and he laughed weirdly from time to time.

No one believes him if he is not mentally ill.

Harley also saw other people's deathbed transformations for the first time.

It is indeed as terrifying as the legend says.

In comparison, the spiritual alienation caused by her physical transformation is quite acceptable.

At least the sanity is still there.

Zatara glanced at her and said meaningfully: "The development of modern medicine and the emergence of mental hospitals...especially high-end hospitals with outstanding psychiatrists and equipment have greatly improved the survival rate of terminal transformation."

Harry frowned and said, "Constantine once said that Hi-Fei can help people survive their deathbed transformation. The ancients invented the Five Stone Powder, which was prepared for magicians."

"He is right. Wu Shi San was originally created by the Celestial Warlock. However, Hi Fei has some effects on you, but it is harmful to him. The medicine is not suitable for the patient." Zatala said.

"If I guess correctly, you are looking for me because you are worried that I will use unconventional means to get Constantine out, and you want him to spend his final transformation in a mental hospital?" Harley said.

Zatara glanced at her appreciatively, nodded and said: "I will leave a protective spell on him so that no one can really hurt him.

Moreover, I will come to visit him from time to time, how about it?"

Harley hesitated.

"What else are you worried about?" Zatara asked.

Harry gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "The eighty-year-old wise old man can be the old scoundrel, the old Madonna, or himself.

May I ask, Master, what kind of person do you want Constantine to be?"

Even though Harley is a newbie in magic and can't even tell the third way of dying, she is not an innocent girl without experience.

Even her own personal experiences - the comfort in her previous life, the family changes in this life, and wandering in Gotham, all affect her values ​​and behavior.

So, will Constantine, who is undergoing spiritual and cognitive transformation, be guided by Zatara with purpose and direction?

"You really......"

Zatara looked at her in surprise for a long time, and then said slowly: "You are so smart, you can detect this keenly; you are so brave, you dare to speak to a magic master like this.

You are really a good friend. You knew that saying this might offend me, but you didn't pretend to be ignorant and let Constantine fend for himself."

Then he added: "But don't worry, I hope Constantine is a good and promising man, and he is.

There is no need to change, and it is difficult to change.

The terminal transformation of the soul is inherently dangerous, and if it is artificially distorted, I am afraid that he will die without rebirth."

"How about Master telling John's father?" Harry said.

"His father?" Zatara frowned, "You can tell him about me, but I don't want to deal with other people."

Both sons were admitted to a mental hospital, and of course old Constantine from Liverpool, England, came over.

Not only him, but Constantine's sister also participated in the entire trial.

These days, it is Harry who is entertaining Constantine and his daughter.

...

After listening to Harley's explanation, he went to Arkham to visit his son's "luxury single room" and personally chatted with the attending physician, Dr. Hugo Strange, for half an hour before old Constantine took his daughter back to England.

While busy with Constantine's lawsuit, Harley also took time to visit the "Iceberg Bar".

It was Fish's "Fishbone Bar", now Copot's territory.

Penguins live on icebergs, which makes sense.

After Penguin came to power, Old Kamai followed his usual practice and held a Falcone family meeting.

The Iceberg Bar opened the next day, and Harley went over to congratulate her. Penguin was very happy and introduced his mother to her.

But Mrs. Copot didn't like her very much.

Even though Harley specially prepared a pearl necklace worth 20,000 US dollars for the old woman.

She heard the old woman dragging her son to talk to her, saying crazy things like "Little goblin, don't try to take away my Oswald".

Penguin was very embarrassed, but Harley didn't care.

This old woman obviously has mental problems.

She was only surprised to find out that the famous Penguin was a mama's boy.

After Constantine entered Arkham, Harley took the time to rent an apartment for Zed in Midtown.

In order to visit Constantine often, the British girl planned to live in Manhattan.

She refused to eat and drink at Harry's for free, and returned to her old profession: mediumship, divination, and exorcism.

Harley still admires her very much.

First of all, she did not abandon her boyfriend whom she had known for less than half a month, and was affectionate and admirable; secondly, Zed refused to take advantage of her and was strong and independent; finally, Harley discovered that her business ability was really strong.

Because of Astra's bad thing, it's difficult to evaluate the technology of exorcism, but divination is obviously effective. It can find people and objects with perfect accuracy.

Harry was sweating coldly when he saw her: If she had chosen to run away, the Crusaders would have only needed to find a third-rate witch like Zedd, and her position would have been exposed.

Well, Harley actually made a big mistake. Zed is not a third-rate witch, her status is higher than imagined.

...

After finishing all the chores, more than half a month has passed since the Astra incident.

Only then did Harry remember something important.

"Hey, Boss Zaulie!" His mind followed the cross and entered the border of heaven.

"Are you going to ask about Astra?" Zaulie also came to consciousness and said proactively: "Don't worry, with the seal of heaven you left, I can't miss it."

It turned out that after the Voice of Heaven warned Harley that someone in the exorcism team was targeted by Eternal Punishment and the Wizards (Chapter 155), she had an idea and came up with a good idea: Last time, Boss Zha went to the Shadow Realm to snatch Robbie's

Soul, can you do it again?

The plan is also very simple. The world and hell are separated by Limbo and the Shadow Realm. Boss Zha will stay in Limbo near the Shadow Realm in advance. When Novosheng or other demons return with little Astra's soul, Boss Zha will

Then jump out and hit the sap.

To do this, a locator must be left in Astra's soul.

Otherwise, Zhaulie would not be able to find the target in such a large and thin prison.

Unless he is so brave that he dares to go deep into hell and stand guard at the gate of hell.

If he dared to do that, Lucifer would dare to tear him apart.

Regardless of whether the Voice of Heaven is God or not, it has never let Harley down in terms of being "omnipotent".

It only took a thousand meritorious deeds to redeem two "Seals of Heaven" from the Voice of Heaven - which were left on the soul, even Lucifer himself could not detect them.

This Seal of Heaven is usually useless, but it is just right for Astra.

Of course, this is a plan B as a last resort.

After all, the purpose of exorcism is to keep people alive. No matter who takes away the soul, it means that the body has died.

"Is Nergal dead?" Harley asked.

"No, its body is in hell. However, after receiving a 'Heavenly Punishment Sword Pillar' from me, at least half of its soul was annihilated, and it will remain disabled even if it is not dead."

Harry felt a little more comfortable, and then worried: "You happen to be ambushing there, will it arouse suspicion?"

"What are you doubting? Angels hunt demons near hell, and demons ambush angels near heaven. This is normal.

Nergal will only think that he is unlucky and happened to pass by my hunting circle." Zaulie said calmly.

Harley was speechless for a while before asking: "Where is Astra now?"

"Of course it's in heaven, but it's not the City of Silver, but the 'lower heaven' - a resting place specially prepared for the souls of people who lack faith but are good people." Zhaulie said.

"That's good." Harley felt relieved.

Before leaving, she suddenly remembered something and asked quickly: "Nergal swallowed a lot of souls at that time. Didn't you take them all to the bottom of heaven?"

"Only Astra, more than 90% continued to fall into hell, and the rest stayed in Limbo to self-dissolve.

Harley, don't mistake the lower heaven for heaven.

We will not accept any unqualified souls." Zaulie solemnly said.

"Oh, that's good. If a bastard like Logue goes to heaven, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well tonight." Now Harry felt really comfortable.

When her consciousness returned to her body, Harley did not leave the meditation room, but drew a pentagram, lit candles, and began to summon the projection of joy.

After three attempts, the fourth time I called Brother Huanxi who looked impatient.

"I am assisting His Majesty Satan in hell, and I have to deal with everything every day. I have no time to chat with you? If it is just a trivial matter, I will punish you severely." It said angrily.

As soon as it finished speaking, it stretched out its nose and sniffed at Harley a few more times, and said doubtfully: "I seem to smell the stench from heaven on you."


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