After the lightning, the alley returned to darkness. The boy was obviously frightened. After a moment of impulsiveness, he regained his senses and was shocked by what he had done.
He looked down at the half of the screwdriver in his hand and immediately threw it away as if he were looking at a snake. He quickly backed up until his back hit the wall and he sat down.
But Hunter is a smart boy, and he soon realized that such a crime scene could not be left for long. Although Scotland Yard had become a gathering place of garbage after losing the help of Sherlock Holmes a hundred years ago, too many people died here.
, local superheroes will likely take over.
Not every superhero can be reasonable, just like a scholar encountering a soldier.
So when he came to his senses, he got up and planned to run away first. At least he couldn't let anyone block the crime scene, right? He also had to take the screwdriver with him because there were fingerprints on it...
Just when he was picking up the screwdriver, he raised his head again and found that there were two more people in front of him, and a kitten with a tail on fire.
"Who are you?!" He was so frightened that he raised the screwdriver, trembling like a quail.
However, neither of the two people gave an answer. Instead, the cat made a strange cry, which attracted Hunter's attention. When he looked at the cat, his eyes naturally met.
It was at this moment that he felt as if his soul was being sucked into the vortex in the cat's eye. The vortex soon turned into a spiral staircase like clouds, and he ran down the staircase wildly.
There are weird scenes all around, full of cartoon-style monsters, as if they have fallen into a Picasso painting.
The next second, the stairs turned into a slide, and he slid deeper and uncontrollably. However, the surrounding scenery did not become blurry because of this, but became clearer.
Below the slide was a dark abyss. He screamed and struggled, not wanting to fall into the unknown world, but there was a voice in his heart that kept urging him to go faster, faster, the secret lies in it.
"ah!"
He let out a scream, fell to his knees on the spot, and the screwdriver in his hand slipped aside.
"Is it done?" Su Ming asked Mimi at the same time as he asked Strangler to eat all the corpses and complete the key step of destroying the corpses and eradicating traces.
"Well, cleaning your own memory may be useful to escape reality, but unfortunately you can't escape dreams." The cat shook its tail, showed a smile, jumped back to the shoulder on the other side of the death knell, and continued to eat a piece of carrot: "Dream
It is the collective subconscious, and the story is also a kind of record. By hypnotizing him, I awakened his past memories."
For a person who has suffered enough to erase his memory, it should be a very painful thing to recall these past scenes again.
After all, not everyone can accept their scars being torn apart bloodyly again, especially the look on his face when his teacher was tricked to death by Constantine and told him to run away before his tragic death.
This is just a minor point. The key is that after the teacher died, Hunter, who escaped from danger, asked Constantine why everyone didn't fight the monsters in Wonderland and why they sacrificed Sage Aoqi.
While picking his nose, Zha Kang replied with a nonchalant smile, "That's how the magic world is. It's dark art. If you don't like it, don't play it. It's better for one person to die than for everyone to die."
Young Mr. Hunter can't accept this. What he wants is a team where everyone lives in harmony and fights side by side, instead of a team that encounters problems, plots and betrays each other, like there is no need to run faster than a bear, as long as it is faster than one's own companions.
Just run fast...
He likes magic, but doesn't want to betray his friends.
So he finally parted ways with the Windbreaker Demon Brigade, erased his memory, and returned to his ordinary life.
At least that's what he thought subjectively, but unfortunately the book of magic didn't think so. This book had been tempting him to return to the magic world.
For example, Hunter was in class in the classroom and sat next to the window. Suddenly, a crow flew and hit the glass to death. The blood formed the words of the spell.
For another example, a boy ate in the cafeteria and bought a chocolate bread that was expired. The white maggots in it were connected end to end to form a magic circle.
Things like this happen from time to time. If Hunter hadn't been naturally nervous and hadn't paid attention, he might have recalled something long ago.
"He looks in pain." Death turned the parasol in his hand, leaned next to Deathstroke and watched: "You're not going crazy, are you?"
"No, don't worry." The cat raised his head and licked the radish residue at the corner of his mouth: "Dreams are the most acceptable form of surrealism for humans. Hunter is extremely talented and is born to be a spell caster. With this kind of endurance,
There must be some."
Becoming a spellcaster means that you often have to face supernatural beings, such as demons and various monsters. People with weak willpower will not survive.
For example, if you see a super disgusting tentacle monster and you scream and vomit, how can you cast a spell?
And this boy is a genius chosen by the spirit of nature. There is no need to worry about his willpower. His nerves are as strong as those of Neptune.
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty Sandman, and thank you for your concern, Ms. Death." As he spoke, Hunter, who was originally kneeling, also raised his head. Although his face still looked like that of a boy with glasses, his eyes changed.
The look of a warrior who has experienced life and death: "I remember it all, damn Constantine..."
Throwing away the screwdriver, he pushed up his glasses, his expression becoming sinister and ferocious.
However, with the return of his memories, he also recognized the person and cat in front of him, which made him quickly control his anger, because there was always pressure when facing the Endless Family.
After all, sorcerers inevitably have to deal with the embodiment of these powerful concepts on their way to pursue their origins. They are like mountains beside their journey.
It doesn't seem to be directly related, and it is quite magnificent as a roadside scenery, but if you suddenly get a serious illness and want to challenge them, you will die easily.
Sorcerers know that people should be in awe of the power of nature, and the Endless Family, as the supreme concept of the universe, can also be said to be the true law of nature. The scope of this nature is the multiverse and even the wider world outside it.
"Oh, you're right. That bitch deserves to die, but even you can't do anything about him." Su Ming laughed out loud, and scolded Zha Kang as soon as his memory came back. That guy was too unpopular.
, so funny.
The corner of the wizard's mouth twitched. With his memory returning, he knew that this was reality and sighed helplessly:
"I know, let's not talk about that for now. I have a question. Did you go to South Korea for surgery? Why do you look forty years younger?"