After this, Constantine realized the weight of the contract - the answer he was told was the ticket to the Schiller Flower.
Schiller used his answer to buy Constantine to shut up, so that Constantine could not reveal his true colors in front of any Constantine who performed for Schiller.
Then the distant Constantines will perform a wonderful performance for Schiller. Schiller can not only watch him this time, but also participate in it, achieving zero-distance interaction between the audience and the actors.
This drove Constantine crazy.
Constantine is a person who does not need other people to tell him who he is. Even the Joker cannot completely do this. The Joker still needs Batman to tell him who he is.
Constantine doesn't have to at all. He knows who he is, what kind of road he is taking, and where the road leads.
Rock is the art of a confused era, but rock is not confused. Rock shows chaos, but the musicality of rock is never chaotic. Its best charm lies in its clear and rigorous composition, which combines the music of a specific era.
Confusion and chaos are displayed before people's eyes, allowing people to experience the beauty of tragic art from music.
Constantine is rock and roll.
What do rock fans hate the most?
It's not that other people scold them as chaotic, crazy, psychedelic, and simply a bunch of lunatics. They say that those who listen to rock are violent maniacs, or uneducated libertines. Real rock fans don't care about these - they are the most
Hate to say that someone is going to save rock and roll.
Constantine realized that he had become a commercially and popularly successful rock song.
It made him want to vomit.
And the person who has successfully accomplished this now says, "You have already been so successful. I guess I can enjoy other arts with peace of mind," and then he leaves.
Constantine began to drink again out of anger.
Then Zatanna yelled at him at the loudest decibel level Constantine had ever heard in his life.
"You damn bastard! You failed your friends for all their hard work. You are simply ungrateful!"
Yes, that's it. Constantine's regret mainly comes from this, and now he can't explain anything.
If he chooses to degenerate like before, he is simply an enemy of the world, and he will receive disapproving looks from everyone in the world.
Please note that this is not the kind of disapproval that once disgusted him, but after learning his story, one felt some sympathy, and then appreciated the beauty in the tragedy he created.
Most of the tragedies that humans like are like this, either because the protagonist in the story feels sorry for themselves due to the force majeure they encountered, or they comfort themselves from their misfortune and live a good life.
Even people who like and understand the art of tragedy will not find any beauty in being ungrateful and ignorant. They will only secretly bear grudges. You had the opportunity to reverse the tragedy but did not cherish it. Why did such a good thing happen to you?
Big shit on your head?
In the past, Constantine was like a cigarette, harmful, but some people were addicted to it. Now Constantine is like shit. Some people say that shit can fertilize the fields, but when the shit truck comes, each one hides further away than the other.
Therefore, Constantine can no longer degenerate, so all he can do is to prevent Schiller from leaving, but due to the huge disparity in strength, this is actually not possible, so Constantine can only find ways to disturb other Constantines.
's play.
This was the trap of that contract. Constantine could only use personal pronouns when describing the story.
Or describe the phenomenon factually, such as retelling what the black sun did, but cannot say who the black sun is.
Of course, if someone who is familiar with Schiller points out his identity using pronouns such as a certain professor or a certain psychiatrist, then the other person should be able to guess it.
But this is one of the few secrets about Schiller that Constantine has. This is all his chips, and a gambler who is red-eyed about losing is unwilling to lend his chips to others, even so.
If there is a win-win situation, he also wants to take it all for himself.
In this way, Constantine chased Schiller and watched helplessly as Schiller contacted many Constantines.
This is very simple. The problem is not Schiller, but almost every Constantine is just like Schiller said. They are also greedy. In addition to power, they also have the factor of seeking attention.
They almost couldn't wait to accept the gift of power from the black sun, and the process was just like what Constantine said to his other self.
Constantine will encounter certain things by chance, most of which are caused by a doctor named Naog Soship. This doctor will pretend to be ignorant and seek help from Constantine.
The most difficult situation to reverse is that Constantine will rely on his own empiricism to think that this is another friend of his, and then they will work hard to solve the problem, and they will inevitably encounter all kinds of troubles in the process.
Then this Dr. Sochip will just rely on his extremely rich occult knowledge, and of course his extremely hard background as an honorary fellow of All Souls College, Oxford University, to convince Constantine to start studying a certain image as the black sun.
Mysterious gods.
Constantine also has a good reserve of occult knowledge. He will soon connect the black sun to a series of gods that have caused some abnormalities in this world. To put it bluntly, it is the Cthulhu gods.
After confirming the existence of the Black Sun, they will start a series of explorations, usually reading ancient books or going to certain ruins to find clues.
In the end, of course, everyone was happy to contact this mysterious god, and Constantine used his cunning deception to defraud a large amount of power.
As a matter of course, he would use his new power to solve the troubles they encountered, and I am afraid that when the emergency comes, Dr. Soship will die for him just like Constantine's other friends.
But this time the ending is different. This trouble cannot be solved smoothly by Constantine. He will die and come to the mist world to wait for rebirth.
This whole process led to a big problem, which was that almost no Constantine would listen to another explanation of himself.
Most Constantines are very sophisticated, and compared to a doctor with an official background who can withstand investigation, the sudden appearance of another self is obviously more suspicious.
Just like what happened to Constantine at the beach house, the other self didn't listen to the explanation at all and hit him when he came up. Sohip would arrive soon, and Constantine couldn't call him by name, so he couldn't arouse the other person at all.
A warning to oneself.
He couldn't even reconcile with Constantine after his death, because somehow, their souls all disappeared without going to hell, and Constantine couldn't contact them.
Constantine was really going crazy.
And he is probably the only believer blocked by the Black Sun. Although he is the first believer, whether it is praying, making phone calls, or simply visiting, this newly popular god is always busy.
What's more important is that Constantine can't use magic now. He is just an ordinary person. Lucifer was able to travel across the universe because Lucifer helped him for the sake of his past. If he gets involved in some troubles like before, he will not be able to travel through the universe.
Really dead.
The punishment was indeed harsher than he imagined - the pain in his heart was still unbearable, turning this pursuit into an ascetic pilgrimage.
In this painful journey, the young body that was regained was once again exhausted, and the gift was deprived of him, because he was not pious? No, because he was too pious.
Constantine continued to follow Schiller's footsteps until he found himself in an extremely chaotic city, where most of the buildings had been plowed down, as if he had just experienced a magical war of the century.
Konstantin saw Schiller enter the only building with a few floors remaining, and he immediately followed him.
Constantine got lost in the building, but finally came to the top floor. He heard faint voices coming, and then heard Schiller shouting: "Come in, John."
Constantine got in by accident.
"To introduce, this is the type of black box we use to launder money. Of course it is not him, but someone else."
"The contract between heaven and hell has drawn up gambling regulations. No one in the universe can check the composition of the power in Constantine's body. Everyone can pour power into his body in the form of blind bets. When he dies, the stake will be the most
The one who wins and gets all the power he possesses."
Peter opened his eyes wide and immediately said by analogy: "So you poured the power you stole from Barbatos into his body. After his death, he will gain all the power that the demons and angels put in before, so that the dark energy can be washed away.
Is it ready for use?"
Constantine was also shocked.
But it wasn't because of Schiller and Bruce's actions. He wasn't surprised by anything the master and apprentice did.
He looked at Schiller and asked, "So...just to launder money?"
Schiller glanced at him and said, "I remember some people making a city of broccoli."
"That's not..." Constantine suddenly paused, looked up at Schiller, raised his eyebrows and said, "I did it, what's wrong?"
The moment he covered his heart and fell down, he saw the smile in his blurred gray eyes.
"Teaching the cleansing of filth, and then teaching the decay of health - God often feels his power through this, but for believers, it is a complete tragedy."
Peter asked anxiously.
"If the dark energy will still be recycled after the black box is opened, wouldn't it accumulate more and more? Where do you put it? This kind of dark power sounds very dangerous. If it is leaked, it will be troublesome."
"So I ask you, do you believe in the existence of angels?" Bruce said.
"Does it matter?"
"Have you ever heard of the Garden of Eden?"
"ah?"
"There is a lake in the Garden of Eden, but angels usually don't move there, and almost no one goes there except the guards."
"But the guards will still pass, right?!"
"Of course the guards have to go there, otherwise why would I hide my power there?"
"And..." Schiller put his hands on the umbrella and added: "Judging from the guard's behavior pattern, he has severe mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder."
In the Garden of Eden, beside the Lake of Eden, Uriel, holding a spear in his hand, looked at the lake black as ink in disbelief.
Two seconds later, an angry roar echoed in heaven and even all the universes.