Golden light flashed, and several rays of light shot out, but stopped within a range of one meter. The rich moonlight imprisoned Dr. Destiny in the room.
"Constantine! What are you doing?! How could you stay with a vampire?! Or are you already..."
"Obviously, I didn't do this." Constantine looked at Doctor Fate helplessly and said, "Do you think I have a choice?"
Doctor Fate had to turn his head and look at the figure.
His presence is indeed very strong. His meticulously straight suit looks out of place in the chaotic house, and he is carrying a huge golden candlestick in his hand, which is still stained with blood.
"You damn vampire!" Dr. Fate's majestic voice sounded, "Why did your master send you here? He also felt that he couldn't handle Constantine, so he wanted to kill him?! I won't let you succeed.
of."
Constantine put one hand on his hips and pointed helplessly out the window with the other. Dr. Fate turned back slightly, and when he saw the full moon, his eyes widened in shock.
"If I guess correctly, the place where the moonlight is will become a different space like a mysterious house. Only he can decide who can leave." Constantine shook his head and said.
"If that vampire king had such ability, you wouldn't be able to come here." Constantine picked up the unfinished beer, took two sips of it, wiped his mouth and said, "He also broke through the wound."
Tanna's spiritual seal made her wake up."
Dr. Fate was a little shocked, and he had to look at the person in front of him again.
It can be seen from his eyebrows that he is still very young, and his pupils are almost completely white. Only a thin dark frame can be seen around the edges. There is a blood color like other vampires around it, but it does not have the kind of repulsion and disgust.
The only evil is indescribable indifference.
If you look carefully, you can see that he seems to be suppressing something, and something dangerous is about to pour out.
Dr. Fate also discovered that his hand holding the golden candlestick ignited a tiny flame. This flame was not a weapon, but more like a torture instrument. His palm was burned to a bloody pulp, and it was almost completely black.
But he didn't show much pain, it was just that those suppressed things were getting more and more ready to move.
"Get out of here." Constantine further persuaded: "If you want to do something, then go to Batman first. You can find the answers to almost all questions there."
The moonlight became brighter and brighter until it swallowed everything. Constantine couldn't help but cover his eyes. When he came back to his senses, the figure was no longer in the room. Only the blood stains on the cup told that he had been there.
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Constantine walked to the window, and there was a sharp crescent moon hanging high over the dark city of London.
Soon, there was movement in the bedroom. After Constantine walked in, he found Zatanna sitting up holding her chest. Constantine sighed and said: "You are a vampire now, and the scars burned by the holy weapon are very difficult to deal with."
Recovery, I'll give you a simple bandage, I hope you don't mind."
Zatanna just shook her head with a pale face, and said: "I seemed to have had a nightmare. I was controlled by someone to wreak havoc, and also sucked the blood of many people. I...I woke up too late."
"It's not too late." Constantine covered Zatanna's hand with his hand and said, "Can you tell me what's going on? What have you encountered since we were separated last time?"
"I...I can't remember clearly." Zatanna said, biting her lip.
Dr. Fate approached the bedroom door, crossed his arms and said, "Can I listen too? After all, no one knows how this disaster started."
"I found traces of my father." Zatanna said with a frown: "In a valley in Nevada, I knew that my father had toured there, and I thought he left some clues for me there.
"
"So you went looking for it?"
"Yes, but I didn't expect that what was waiting for me there was a huge trap." Zatanna said, pressing her temples with her hands: "I can't remember the specific process, but I felt a pain in my neck, and then I
I felt very hungry and stumbled into the city, but those fast food couldn't fill my stomach at all..."
"Did you bite someone?"
"Maybe." Zatanna's face became more and more ugly. She said, "I didn't want to escape my guilt, but at that time, my appetite had already occupied my brain. Other than that, I didn't know what to do.
I can’t even remember it.”
"How did you get back to England?"
"I don't know, but I think I might have opened the portal instinctively and wanted to go home, but I was unconscious at the time and there was something wrong with the portal."
"Where did you fall?"
"I'm sure it's London, but it's not my home." Zatanna pursed her lips and said, "It seems... Islington."
"That's right." Constantine nodded and said: "Yesterday there was a fire in a church in Islington. Don't be nervous. It was probably not you who did it. I saw the candlestick in that guy's hand, something like
The style used in the old church over there.”
"It seems that he is very smart." Zatanna said: "It is also possible that he is an insider, otherwise he would not know that the ritual objects enshrined in front of the statue are even more lethal than ordinary crosses."
"I'm afraid that candlestick has a special origin." Constantine said thoughtfully: "Modern churches rarely use such a large candlestick. I suspect it may be a medieval style that was eliminated from Westminster Abbey, coupled with its mysterious moonlight.
Ability, some fanged rats are going to be in bad luck."
Zatanna licked her teeth and found that the fangs were still there. She was a little disappointed, but she still said: "After establishing a blood connection with him, I felt that my connection with the Vampire King was disconnected.
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"Who is the King of Vampires?" Dr. Fate asked quickly.
"I don't know. The moment after the link was disconnected, I forgot everything." Zatanna shook her head and said, "I only know that he has a big conspiracy."
"What is that?"
"Vampires are afraid of sunlight. They want to build a barrier between the sun and the earth so that the earth will lose sunlight forever, so that they can occupy the earth."
"Whimsical." Constantine commented.
"But they are really powerful, and this transformation cannot be easily detected. For safety reasons, I think we have to..."
"I'm planning to make some holy water, are you coming?" Constantine looked at Dr. Fate and asked. He saw that Dr. Fate doubted him, so he used this indirect way to prove himself.
Dr. Fate followed Constantine to the bathroom. Zatanna, who was lying on the bed, felt that her mind was confused, as if something had been calling her. The lingering smell of blood lingering on the tip of her nose made her frown and close her eyes.
It is a surging sea of blood.
"Uh... I'm really unlucky." A voice came from the alley, and a slightly thin figure stood up slowly. He pulled his cloak in front of him, twisted it hard a few times, and let it flow into the sewer.
The water flow is a dull red.
It was a long-faced man with a beard, and a red cloak draped behind him. His face was not very good, his face was a little pale, his eyes were sunken in his eye sockets, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of blood.
He stood there and shook for a moment, but there was another sound behind him. When he turned around, he saw two figures climbing over the wall. After cursing, he slowly raised his hands. The black power was like a flexible python, wrapping around the pursuer.
The two people who came over.
He clenched his hands into fists and crushed the two of them to pieces. Blood rained down from the sky, and the cloak that had just been wrung out became dripping with blood again.
A certain red power in the two bodies was absorbed. The pale man took a long breath and whispered: "Although I don't know where these guys come from, they have a lot of power in their bodies. If we kill a hundred more, maybe
You will be able to return to half of your peak state.”
He stood still on the spot and raised his hand again. Where the remains of the two crushed corpses fell, two more identical figures crawled out from the ground and stood dangling behind him.
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Just as he was about to walk out, he heard movement outside the alley.
A scream came, and a silver figure fell from the sky. The body was thrown to the ground by him, and its neck was almost completely broken. The tall young man stared at the air for a while, but seemed to be checking something, and then looked at the bearded man.
The man said: "You are also a player, right? To make it easier for me to find you, you can call me Arkham Knight. What is your name?"
"Doctor Strange." The man who called himself Doctor Strange replied. He did not retreat, but looked at the young man warily.
He was wearing a very high-tech-looking armor, and his head was completely wrapped in the armor. His true face could not be seen clearly, but the blood on his hands and feet had not been washed away. The corpse on the ground was obviously killed by him.
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"What's going on with the two behind you? Do you need my help?"
"No need, they are my servants." Doctor Strange raised his chin slightly and said, "Let me introduce again, Doctor Strange, his profession is the Necromancer."
"Cool." Arkham Knight sighed.
He turned around, because two more figures appeared at the entrance of the alley. Looking at their exposed fangs, Arkham Knight was obviously a little impatient. He waved his hand and said, "You really can't get rid of the chewing gum."
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"I'll do it." Doctor Strange stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and black energy surged out again. All the tied enemies exploded into blood mist, and red light poured into his body, making the black power even more powerful.
Then he flew into the air, raised his hands, and countless corpses identical to those of the previous enemies stood up, and the two sides fought together.
Arkham Knight stretched his hand to the side, and the hook flew out, taking him to the roof of the nearby store. He looked down at the battle situation below. He gently raised his hand, and a huge sniper rifle was assembled in his hand.
complete.
A long sniper bullet pierced the air, caused ripples, and accurately hit an enemy in the head.
Bang! The head exploded like a watermelon.
Doctor Strange moved away a little in disgust, then flew upstairs, stood next to Arkham Knight and said, "Do you have to make it so bloody?"
"Then why did you choose this copy?" Arkham Knight asked knowingly and said in a mocking tone: "Isn't it too late to pretend to be a good person now?"
Doctor Strange snorted coldly and said nothing. Of course he knew that the person who came to this copy would not be a good person, because everyone knew that only by killing vampires or zombies, the common enemies of mankind, could he use his hands and feet freely.
Being criticized by teammates, they just came here to kill for fun.
This kind of situation can only happen but cannot be avoided. In this case, don't engage in moral kidnapping. Killing as many as you can is the solution to all problems.
