The pale Zatanna was pushed to the ground. Mary walked up to her, made a cut on her face with her sharp nails, and then put her fingertips into her mouth, tasting the taste of blood.
"This stupid girl fell into our trap, listened to her uncle's lies, teleported directly to the family headquarters, and fell into our trap."
Constantine's eyes fell on the inner side of Zatanna's right arm. There was a blood-red rune there, which was a control magic commonly used by the vampires. The anger in his heart was burning.
He knew that Zatanna's weak relatives must have betrayed her, and they must have told the vampires about Zatanna's weakness - irony magic requires words and gestures, and once she can't sing out loud, there will be no resistance.
force.
The vampires sealed her voice with runes so they could capture her. Constantine took a deep breath, looked at Mary and said, "What on earth do you want to do?"
"Mr. Constantine, I have heard of you for a long time." Mary took another step forward, but Bennett stood up and shouted sternly: "Mary, let the little girl go, the grudge between us should not involve innocent people!
"
Mary sneered, glanced at Bennett with her blood-red eyes, and stopped looking at him. Instead, she stared at Constantine and said: "I did go to find my stupid husband before, but I
He is looking for you and he knows your whereabouts, John Constantine."
"This is really strange." Constantine looked at her coldly, took out a cigarette from his arms, put it in his mouth and lit it. After exhaling a puff of smoke, he said: "I am not anxious for others to avoid me, but you want to
You took the initiative to find me, and now that you have found me, tell me, what are you going to do?"
"This little girl is very important to you, so let's make an exchange. Use you in exchange for her."
Dark Night Master Jim's eyes widened. He lowered his voice and said to Bennett next to him: "Is there something wrong with this woman's brain? Why does she want Constantine?"
"Mary has already gone crazy." Bennett also lowered his voice and replied.
Mary took two more steps forward. She was almost in front of Constantine. She stretched out her fingernails stained with blood and gently lifted Constantine's chin, and said: "The sinful soul has been saved long ago, and now the young man is young."
, surging, full of vitality, you are the sacrifice that the ancestor wanted, Constantine, you should be proud of this."
"Let her go." Constantine glanced at Zatanna and said in a low tone: "No matter what you want to do, I will go with you and let Zatanna go."
Zatanna was stunned, but she was completely speechless. The Dark Night Master looked at Constantine and said: "Don't listen to her nonsense!"
Mary wanted to say something else, but Constantine said categorically: "Ask your subordinates to release Miss Zatanna. I will not follow you until I see her safe. Otherwise, you will have to talk to the Night Master in the Forgotten Bar."
Even the whole of Maya got into a fight."
Seeing his resolute expression, Mary showed a look of thought. She seemed to be weighing the pros and cons, but after a while, she still pressed one hand on Constantine's body, then turned to her subordinates and said: "
Let her go."
The two strong vampires let go of their hands, and Bennett turned into a bat and pulled Zatanna over. The Dark Master firmly protected her behind him, raised his night blade and attacked Mary.
But the next second, the thick blood mist dissipated, and Mary and the vampires in the bar disappeared in an instant. Bennett used his own power to disperse the runes on Zatanna's arm, and Zatanna immediately cried.
stand up.
"He is right...I will kill everyone...all...my friends, my relatives, this is the price I have to pay!"
"Zatanna, Zatanna, wake up!" Dark Night Master Jim stepped forward and shook Zatanna and said: "Your magical talent is not restricted by demons. You have to cheer up, so that we can save the entire magical world.
!”
Zatanna shook her head with a pale face, closed her eyes in pain and said, "We are all wrong. Blind arrogance in the magic world will eventually lead to destruction, just like me."
"Za, what's wrong with you?" Jim knelt down, looked directly into Zatanna's eyes and said, "You're not like this usually. John was taken away, you have to find a way to save him!"
Zatanna's hands on the ground slowly clenched into fists, and she recalled the scene in her mind when she was walking on a rainy night in Gotham before teleporting back to London.
The box of her cello did not contain the usual magic props, but instead contained stacks and stacks of research information, or chemical information for a certain toxin formula.
It was found by Zatanna in Jonathan Crane's laboratory at Arkham Asylum, and she had just wounded him with her irony magic two days ago, and almost killed him.
In the process of dealing with Klein, Zatanna gradually realized that something was wrong with him. She discovered that this knowledgeable professor of chemistry and psychology was not as gentle as he appeared.
Curiosity is the best teacher. Zatanna learned the skills of detective without any teacher. In other words, her too convenient irony magic provided her with a lot of help. She found out without much effort.
The reason why Jonathan Crane was admitted to hospital in the first place.
He single-handedly concocted the missing persons case in the Mawson neighborhood and killed more than 40 innocent people.
An angry Zatanna rushed into Jonathan's office at Arkham Psychiatric Hospital and wounded him, but Jonathan smiled and said to her: "This is the price to pay for saving Gotham."
Mrs. Miller rushed in and took Jonathan away. Feeling betrayed, Zatanna stayed up all night, thinking about what Jonathan had said to her.
In the end, she was driven by emotion and returned to Jonathan's laboratory two days later to find out what the price he said was.
She found countless information related to human experiments in Jonathan's laboratory. Jonathan tested his chemical formula on living people, and finally formulated a toxin that could be added to Gotham's rainwater to drive people crazy.
But that's not poison, it's an antidote.
In Jonathan's manuscript, Zatanna learned that there is a toxin in Gotham's rainwater that will slowly corrode the human body, not just the human body, but also animals and plants, and make them crazy.
When the antidote prepared by Jonathan is added to Gotham's water cycle, all people and animals affected by the toxin will immediately go crazy, but it can force the rain toxins out of their bodies and even produce antibodies, which will no longer
Suffering from this toxin.
Yes, this was the trap that Jonathan made for Batman. He wanted Batman to mistakenly think that he was poisoning, and then discover the truth. In fact, he was saving Gotham. But unfortunately, at that time, Batman had just returned from
Returned from hell and said thank you to him.
The Gotham villain who couldn't keep up with the version finally found another hero who couldn't keep up with the version. The trap set by Jonathan failed to trap Batman, but it gave Zatanna a great impact.
Zatanna didn't think Jonathan was completely innocent, nor did she think the people of Gotham deserved to be guinea pigs, but the things Jonathan did made her start to think about what was more important, the process or the result.
Is it wrong for Jonathan to use despicable means to achieve a great goal? Is it necessarily right for him to hurt others regardless of what he does for the sake of justice?
The same problems that once troubled Batman also began to trouble Zatanna. The difference is that Zatanna's luck was even worse. The vampires had long been eyeing this extremely special girl of destiny and invaded Zatanna's...
The family resident used her relatives to trick her back and captured her.
Zatanna was already stimulated, suffered betrayal from her relatives, and then had Constantine taken away because of her. Back then, Schiller would at least give Batman a few days to think by himself. Zatanna was like this
After receiving such a powerful combination of punches in a short period of time, I was already on the verge of collapse.
While Jim and others were busy comforting Zatanna, Red Robin walked behind the counter alone and took out a small display screen from the inside pocket of his coat.
The pattern on the screen shook for a while, and then a dim room appeared. Lilith asked in Red Robin's mind: "What are you doing?"
"Times have changed." Red Robin shook the display screen in his hand and said, "I guess the female vampire from the sixteenth century and the older vampire ancestor probably don't even know what a tracking device is."
"You put a monitor on your teacher?" Lilith's tone always contained a smile.
"What's more, each of them has more than one set of surveillance equipment, hidden in three levels. Even if they are stripped naked, they still have nano-scale monitors and positioning devices hidden in their hair."
With that said, Red Robin, who was originally squatting, sat on the ground, leaned his back against the wall of the bar and began to operate the display screen in his hand, whispering to himself: "Let me see... look
Come to their home base which is in Plymouth and they go back there and go, oh, is this Cain?"
Red Robin's eyes focused on the monitor screen, and from the perspective of the surveillance equipment hidden on Constantine's body, a man wearing a dress and exuding blood mist slowly floated in the center of the room.
His long black hair floated behind his head, his blood-colored eyes were full of coldness and cruelty, and he carried a noble and elegant demeanor in his movements, while the Demon Lord vampire who was kneeling at his feet shouted his name - "Ancestor"
Cain!"
"What's going on? Shouldn't you be the ancestor of vampires?" Red Robin asked Lilith in his heart.
"It's a long story." Lilith sighed softly and said: "He and I have the same blood source. When he descended to the middle of the Red Sea, I gave him my blood and the method of controlling blood, and his descendants inherited it.
Bloodline and magic have become today’s Vampire Clan.”
"In other words, he stole your position as the ancestor?"
"Your method of sowing discord is too mean, boy. Besides, it's not a nice title. If he likes it, just take it."
Red Robin fell silent and continued to stare at the screen. At this time, Constantine had been thrown in front of Cain.
Constantine got up from the ground with some effort, but he did not stand up. Instead, he sat down on the spot, shivering, took out a cigarette from his arms, took a puff and blew out a smoke ring.
He didn't even look at Cain, he was smoking a cigarette and speaking in a hoarse voice.
"I knew you would settle the score with me. Come on, Cain, drain my blood and avenge me for digging your grave more than a hundred times a year to collect magic materials."