That war broke out suddenly and ended anticlimactically.
The basic purpose of Harley's provocation to eliminate the security risks from the Three Palace Demons was not completely achieved.
Under the terms of the peace agreement presided over by Gabriel, Harley vowed not to enter the confines of Las Vegas, and the two princes of the third house vowed not to go near the west coast of the United States.
A fragile peace seems to have been reached, but everyone understands that the oath maintained by Gabriel's power is a fart that may be louder than a fart.
If they really find an opportunity, both sides will kill without hesitation.
Gabriel's reputation as the "King of Angels on Earth" is very resounding, but the demons of the Three Palaces are planning to destroy the human world. Will they give him a hard time?
Once Harley is capable enough, even if she really breaks her promise and goes to the casino to kill the son of the Three Houses, will Gabriel be able to kill the "God King Quin of Paradise Mountain"?
Killing the son of Sangong not only did not violate any laws of Silver City, but was actually rewarded by the Voice of Heaven.
The only thing is that the battle cannot affect the cities and humans on Earth. This is Gabriel's real responsibility and what he cares about.
After leaving the casino, Harley disbanded the "Paradise Mountain Team" on the spot, bringing only her own personal weapons with her, and then raided the Shadow Warrior Alliance.
Compared to Son of the Three Houses, Kagemusha stretches the crotch too much.
First, dozens of tons of fear gas bombs were used to cover all directions, destroying all checkpoints and ordinary members. Then Harley personally led hundreds of young men who had undergone several years of special training as shadow warriors to break into the interior. Only a few dozen elite martial arts masters were left.
persist in.
Arc bombs, fear bombs, and clown viruses were thrown indiscriminately, and then they were fired with machine guns and rocket launchers.
If he can't be killed in this way, Harley will go up to him personally, like knocking on a watermelon, and hit his head one after another.
She just extinguished all the living people in sight and in the infrared life detector, and she couldn't tell their identities at all, and she didn't know whether the ninja master was dead or not.
Well, the basic skill of Kagemusha is identity disguise.
Ninja masters don't wear bright clothes and stand in the middle of the crowd showing off their awesomeness.
As for blues
When chasing the Bronze Tiger in the alley, Harley told Bruce Ming that her grudges with the Shadow Warriors were irreconcilable.
Not only that one time, but later when dealing with the Court of Owls, she even more bluntly hinted to him that one day she would destroy the Shadow Warrior lair.
Knowing that the Kagemusha was her mortal enemy and still going to learn the art from her, he deserved the disaster he suffered.
The "List of Tibetan Martial Arts Masters" he took from her included more than a dozen famous martial arts masters.
There's no need to wander aimlessly like in the Dark Knight movie and happen to be picked up by a ninja master.
The ninja master's lair was removed, the Lhasa Road Pond was drained, and all the mud at the bottom of the pond was dug out. Finally, explosives were buried to blow up the entire cave.
For the next few years, Harley tried her best to stay in Gotham.
She was afraid that the Son of the Third Palace would collude with a group of demons to ambush her.
Gabriel's mediation is not binding.
But he spends most of his time in Manhattan, and the son of the Third House at least does not dare to go to Gotham to cause trouble.
And the stranger lives in Changdao
Now, Quinn Building, open-air seating area.
Harley sighed: "You did help me back then, and I remember this favor, but I have a special status and have sworn not to openly defy heaven."
"Heaven Warrior Contract?" Constantine frowned.
"God's mercenary treaty, as well as the responsibilities of the Duke of Heaven Mountain. Just because you follow the instructions but not the propaganda, it doesn't mean you can rebel against God." Harry said.
Then, she added: "Actually, I can't do anything to help you. You know, I practice the Escape Pattern and use the Guardian Shield as my natal magic spell. I have enough defense but not enough offense."
"I just like your 'God descends to earth', which is simply a nightmare for all mages." Constantine exclaimed.
"Go find Zatanna, Madam Xanadu, Nick, or the Grand Masters of the Wizarding Council." Harry said.
"The Wizards' Council has long been disbanded. In fact, the Wizards United Organization formed because of the Little Black Bean incident only borrowed the name of the ancient 'Wizards' Council' and is not a real council.
Little Black Bean returned to the Sunless Sea, Zatara and Sargon died, more than a dozen masters went crazy and became useless, and the loose wizard council was completely dissolved."
After a pause, Constantine continued: "Mr. E, Tanaras, Sorceress Sargon, led a group of middle and low-level mages to form a new organization, the Cold Flame Holy See, do you know?"
Harley nodded slightly, "I also go to the Forgotten Bar from time to time, so the news is not blocked.
The Cold Flame Holy See is not as pure as the Wizards Council back then, it is very radical and a very mercenary organization."
"They" Constantine hesitated for a moment and reminded in a low voice: "They are not only radical, they are also ruthless and have no principles at all."
"The topic is getting further and further." Richie said impatiently: "Have you decided whether you want to form a team to rescue Zed?"
Constantine stared at Harley for a while and sighed: "Find Zed first and see how the defense is over there."
A moment later, on the 24th floor, there was a 100-square-meter cutting-edge electronic instrument laboratory full of futuristic science fiction style.
Stepping on the illuminated floor, Constantine felt like he was in the captain's room in Star Trek.
There is a giant video wall of more than ten square meters in front, a neat all-in-one console, no strange buttons, a smooth glass panel, and full touch screen control.
Behind the half-person high operating table, there is a lounge chair that looks like a barber shop used to perm customers' hair.
At the top of the chair back, there is a semicircular metal pot lid.
"How?" Rich pointed to the indoor equipment and said proudly: "The cost alone is more than 500 million US dollars. Apart from the national supercomputing center, it is almost the most powerful."
"It's not as messy as the computer geeks in the movies, and there aren't countless network cables, which makes me a little worried," Constantine said with a smile.
Rich rolled his eyes, "Even if I want to be messy, my secretary will help me tidy it up.
Even if there are countless network cables, they are all under the console and have been standardized and regulated."
"Okay, show me your skills."
"Duoduo!" Rich shouted, and the console and video wall started immediately.
"Dodo is Harry's old dog, right? Is he dead?" Constantine asked casually.
"I am 14 years old this year and all my teeth have fallen out. It will only happen this year or next year."
Richie said while operating quickly.
"The old dog that has been with her for many years is about to die. Harley must be very sad, so she named this company 'Duoduo'." Constantine said with emotion.
Richie was stunned and said uncertainly: "She didn't seem sad. Last week at Arkham Quinn Manor, she even said happily that when Duoduo died, she would immediately go to the Forgotten Bar to bring back a magical dog.
."
"Uh, maybe it's because he's happy to die at the end of his life?" Constantine asked uncertainly.
He never thought that Harley was not sad because she and her dog might not be separated at all.
Rich stared at the screen and said in surprise: "The Crusader's technology is very advanced. It seems to use some kind of quantum magic technology similar to mine."
Constantine felt dizzy as he looked at the screen full of codes. He took out a ska cigarette and lit one for himself. His lungs immediately felt warm and full from the smoke.
"It's definitely not a problem for you, right? I have full confidence in you." He encouraged casually.
"certainly"
Rich hesitated for only a moment, then left the console and lay down on the chair, "This terminal allows me to roam freely in the free online world.
If I add the magic paradigm, I can let my consciousness directly enter the virtual network, and use digital mental power to jump directly into the private realm that is strictly guarded by the firewall."
"You said before that you would never touch magic again." Constantine smiled complicatedly, "People like us, no matter what we have experienced, will never be able to quit magic in our lives."
"I don't touch black magic now. John, I am a quantum magician, and this will never change."
This sentence came from the speaker.
"It's amazing. You can talk even if you close your mouth?" Constantine looked around his fleshy shell up and down.
He also put his ear against his chest to listen to his heartbeat.
"Stab!" The screen flashed, and Richie's figure jumped out on the blue background.
It's not a cartoon image, it's exactly like a real person.
He was still posing and winking at Constantine.
"Are you very shocked?" he said proudly.
"To be honest, I don't quite understand," Constantine said honestly, "I don't understand what's so clever about this."
"I completely control the virtual world in this host, can't you feel it?"
Richie felt frustrated with playing the piano.
When Harley saw this scene for the first time, she was so excited that she called out "Oh my God!"
"So?" Constantine asked blankly.
"If the Hollywood special effects team were to make this video, it would have required hundreds of hours of work, but I finished it in an instant. Let's make a more direct one."
In the next moment, the camera kept zooming up, leaving the room and reaching the top of the building, overlooking the entire Central Park. The camera continued to zoom up, giving Gotham a panoramic view.
Finally, the picture goes to space outside the earth.
"John, watch it!" Richie said excitedly.
The camera rotates slightly, from the rotating blue planet to the emptiness of the dark space.
Constantine's sharp eyes soon saw a palm-sized transparent film in the void, flickering and flashing with a faint blue light.
"boom!"
The membrane instantly expanded, encompassing the entire Earth and the entire solar system.
The three-dimensional universe in front of us seems to be divided into three dimensions visible to the naked eye. One of the dimensions collapsed and disappeared, and the other two dimensions
Constantine looked shocked, "Oh my God, I know this. The world collapsed from three dimensions to two dimensions, a two-dimensional foil, right?"
"That's right, it's the two-way foil in "The Trisolaran Crisis". How do you feel now?" Rich laughed.
"It's like watching a Hollywood blockbuster. Could it be that your 'Puppy Video Company' is making the movie 'The Three-Body Man' and this is the film material for the production?" Constantine asked.
"It's not a movie. Everything you saw just now was me turning my consciousness into an image in a moment." Rich said.
"That is to say, can you alone match the entire special effects team in Hollywood?" Constantine said thoughtfully.
"Although it's true, I don't mean it that way. I want to say that in the digital world of this console, I am equivalent to God and can do anything." Rich sighed.
"God Rich, please find Zed first." Constantine blew out a smoke ring and said lazily.
"OK, I'll take action now. John, please close the door, I'm going to turn on the air conditioner to cool down."
Constantine closed the door to the laboratory and asked doubtfully: "Cooling who?"
Before he finished speaking, the central air conditioner above his head started roaring, and the cold air, almost thick as mist, fell from above. Constantine shivered from the cold.
"I synchronized the alpha brain waves with the computer, projected the pulse of consciousness into waves that crossed the logical breakpoint, and then dived into Limbo with control.
During this process, both the body and the machine need to consume a lot of energy. The human body heats up and the host computer also heats up, so it needs to be cooled down," Rich explained.