"Midnight, you must help us this time." Jim put his hands on the counter table and stared into the black man's eyes and said: "You know how urgent the situation is now! The blood clan has a big plan this time. The Scarlet Queen Mary and her
The descendants of you are wreaking havoc in London. If the magical world was not on the verge of collapse, I would not have found you."
"Come on, I have no interest in getting involved in those things." Midnight shrugged and said: "Anyway, my power is still there, and they will only die if they dare to come. As for the magic world, it can only be said that it is self-inflicted, why should I?"
How about saving them?"
"But ordinary people in London..."
"The Vampires are not stupid." Midnight put the cleaned cup back on the cup holder and said: "They can't possibly start a war with you and ordinary people at the same time, but they will definitely take advantage of the fact that the magic world is on the verge of collapse and get rid of the mages first.
,Until then, ordinary people are safe."
Dead Man Boston was about to speak, but Midnight interrupted him and said: "Don't say anything that will harm ordinary people in London sooner or later. I am a black man who lived during the slave trade, and the East India Company is the property of the British royal family.
It's time for these slave owners to pay the price for what they have done."
Several people were silent. They knew that Midnight was a white racial hatred person, and he was indeed a real victim of the black slave trade, because he was born in the Caribbean in the 18th century, and his ancestors were trafficked here by the Spaniards.
of black slaves.
Jim had heard Constantine talk about Midnight's life experience before. Needless to say, there was no need to talk about the living environment of black people at that time. The two brothers and sisters had been trembling with fear and just wanted to survive. Fortunately, Midnight had mastered a lot of voodoo techniques from his hometown, and he had a clever personality.
, he is very good at dealing with things, and he can live a pretty good life among the local black people.
But one day, a black man found Midnight and mysteriously asked him to prepare a non-toxic powder. Midnight asked him what he wanted to do. He said that he wanted to poison the white slave owners and resist the constant abuse of them.
City ruler.
At that time, Midnight had no hope at all for this kind of action, and he was concerned that he and his sister might be retaliated against. He didn't want to lose the quiet life that he was barely able to live with now, so he just got some useless materials and configured them.
Some powder was given to the black man.
Sure enough, the action went wrong, and all the black people who resisted died tragically, but the black man who asked for help from Midnight survived. He led his black companions to Midnight's home and forced him to chop off his sister's head.
, and told him that as long as the white rulers still exist in this land, all stable lives will be just an illusion. Only personal pain can make the oppressed people understand what the meaning of resistance is.
After that, Midnight became a little crazy and kept chanting some mysterious incantations on his sister's skull. People around him thought he had gone crazy because of the stimulation.
Later, he became more and more extreme, using the power of the evil god in the Caribbean to make more black people rise up to resist, constantly causing riots, and constantly letting his fellow people die under the guns of suppressing the riots, and the black people who suffered large-scale massacres
The slave finally experienced the so-called personal pain.
Later, the Civil War broke out. Midnight, who had gained immortality through the power of contract, did not emerge in the war. In the 1980s, he settled down in the metropolis and opened a bar there, that is,
The family they are now in is Midnight Daddy.
Midnight Papa is the name of the bar, but it is not the name of Midnight. It is just because this bar later became an important place for exchanges in the American wizarding community, and Midnight will make anyone who dares not abide by the rules here pay the price, so people
I started to respectfully call him Midnight Dad, or Midnight Godfather.
No one knows where Father Midnight's mysterious and powerful voodoo power comes from, but the several turmoils in the American wizarding world have not affected the here in the slightest. Therefore, when Jim wants to seek allies, he first
I just thought of midnight.
Jim put his hands on the table, leaned forward and looked into Midnight's eyes and said: "You know you can't escape forever. London will fall, followed by Britain and Europe, and eventually the war will spread to the United States."
"Are you threatening me?" Midnight narrowed her eyes and said.
Dead Man Boston quickly grabbed Jim. He took a deep breath, looked at Midnight and said very calmly: "You should understand that there is no difference between humans being enslaved and oppressed by vampires and you and your compatriots being bullied by white slave owners.
Yes, do you want your compatriots to return to that kind of dark life again?"
Midnight's fists clenched for a moment, but then relaxed again. He looked at the dead man and said, "You are a smart man, but I can't help you."
After saying that, he walked to the back door behind the counter, looked around, and then opened the back door to several people. Instantly, a strong smell of blood wafted over.
"This is my former bartender Jide. Just when I went to get something from the second floor, he was killed. Although I didn't see the murderer, judging from the wounds on his chest, he should be those flying rats.
.”
"It is impossible for me to leave here and follow you to London, because once I leave, Midnight Dad's Bar will fall, and the wizarding world in the United States will also suffer."
Bennett stepped down from the chair next to the bar. He looked at Midnight and said, "Can I see the body?"
Midnight gave way, Bennett walked over, checked the wound on the chest of the corpse, and said: "It was indeed done by a vampire. This is the trace left by the claws of blood magic. The person who did it may be the Blood Queen."
Mary’s descendants…they have actually come to the metropolis?”
"But..." Midnight, who was standing by the door with his arms folded, changed the topic and said: "As a bar owner, I am fairly well-informed. Do you know that Bruce Wayne held a variety show about searching for black diamonds?
"
Boston and Jim looked at each other and nodded, then walked back to the counter and sat down at midnight, and said: "That rich man is not here for love. Some of my guests have come into contact with that kind of black diamond, which contains extremely powerful
A tremendous strength."
"Some people say that black diamonds are fragments. As long as you can collect all the fragments and restore the original gems, you can master the powerful power to destroy the world. Many unlucky people in the American magic world who have lost the devil's contract want to regain their power.
Already participating in the search for black diamonds."
"You want us to find black diamonds?" Jim frowned and asked.
"Of course not, you can't run around like headless flies, otherwise London will be even more hopeless." Midnight put his hands on the counter, looked into Jim's eyes and said: "The vampires don't want to mess with ordinary humans now, because they are afraid of modern weapons.
Cause mass destruction to them."
"Then you have to do the opposite, bring ordinary people into the scene, and make the water as muddy as possible. Think about it, in the chaotic situation, how can those bloodthirsty monsters not hold back and bite them off?
The neck of an ordinary person who appeared before him?”
"you mean……"
"Forge a batch of black diamonds, find a few people you trust to hold them, and then send out news from the Forgotten Bar, saying that these people have found the target, and bring those unlucky magicians who are hungry for power and ordinary people who want to get rich.
and the media chasing after them."
"Ordinary people don't know the dangers involved. They just want to get more black diamonds so that they can exchange money with Wayne. You just need to let the bait lead them to wander around and visit every dark corner of London."
"If a vampire wants to act under such circumstances, it will inevitably be captured by ordinary people's cameras. Once panic is caused, the British government will inevitably step in. If the vampire does not want to face the stubborn resistance of the wizard and the artillery fire of ordinary people at the same time, it must sit down
Come down and talk.”
Jim's face became serious, and Midnight said as if he had guessed what he was thinking: "Yes, ordinary people will definitely be injured. This is also the purpose of giving you this advice. I said, the slave owner's
Future generations must bleed.”
After several people left Midnight's Dad's Bar, Jim sighed and said: "Midnight is indeed powerful, but he is indeed a racial hatred. His methods may be effective, but we cannot completely see the problem from his perspective. We have to
Protect ordinary people as much as possible."
"The first task now is to find more allies. With more people, maybe this plan will not be so dangerous to implement. Let's go to Maiya."
After a few people left, he sat in front of the bar for a while at midnight, then opened the back door and dragged the body of the bartender Jide to the tree in the backyard, and looked up towards the second floor.
He stood there quietly for a while, and then slowly walked up the stairs. The door of the guest room on the second floor had been pushed open, and the strong smell of blood came. A figure was leaning against the bed, covering his hands.
abdomen.
That was Constantine with a haggard look on his face.
"It's in your hands again, old man, cough cough." Constantine showed a weak bitter smile.
Midnight walked to the bedside, opened the medical kit he had just brought, started to bandage Constantine, and said: "Your pursuers killed my apprentice, you owe me again."
"How's that damn rat?"
"I burnt it to ashes."
"My skill remains the same as before."
While bandaging Constantine's waist wound, Midnight said: "I really hate working with a second-rate mage like you, but I'm afraid we have to join forces this time. Those damn rats invaded my territory and killed
The people who died of me are still screaming at me, I will make them live but not die."
"Then you have to wait until I recover from my injuries. Don't use your damn voodoo powder on me. It smells too bad. Give me a cigarette. That's my best analgesic."
Midnight said nothing, but stood up. Before walking out the door, he said, "Just stay here, I'll be back soon."
Constantine stared at the figure who opened the door at midnight, slowly narrowed his eyes, and an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes.
After leaving the room, Midnight came to the basement of Midnight Dad's Bar. It was decorated as a mysterious sacrificial place, with various sacrificial items in the surrounding cabinets, and a huge magic circle at its feet.
In the center of the room stood a tall gray-white statue of a god. The statue was wearing a burly armor and had a pair of huge wings. At midnight, he walked under the statue and knelt down, clasped his hands together and recited a spell.
"Great Lord, you just summoned me?"
What came from the statue was Azazel's voice.
"His Majesty Satan has ordered us to immediately search for the traces of the angel Gabriel. If you have any clues, please let me know through prayer!"
"As you wish, Master, I will leave immediately."
"Very good... By the way, it's your sister's birthday in a few days. I don't have time to celebrate with her now, but I can't let her stay alone in the empty room. Then you can come over and appease her."
"Thank you for your mercy, the eternal great master. Your loyal followers will give you everything you ask for. Hell will last forever, and Azazel's glory will last forever."
