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Chapter 1185 Choosing for the World

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    Constantine was standing downstairs in an apartment building, where Father Midnight ran his gang. As soon as Constantine got out of the taxi, he saw several Sons of Midnight, gangsters led by their father, downstairs.  On guard, he hid in a corner to monitor the passing crowds. When he saw Constantine, he was so surprised that he even dropped the tobacco in his mouth.

    One person quickly disappeared and went upstairs to report the news to their father.

    Constantine calmly observed the disappearing minion from the corner of his eyes, and calmly said to Zatanna in the car: "Aren't you going to get up?"

    "I'm not going up I'll just wait for you here." Zatanna was very unimpressed with the African voodoo sorcerer.

    "I've put the reversal charm in your pocket I hope he can calm down. What else did you steal from him?" Zatanna asked: "It's really embarrassing to stand with you  …”

    "Don't say that Xiao Zha, that's just a detection skull." Constantine said calmly: "I thought I had cleared up the misunderstanding with him! There was a huge power fluctuation in Metropolis that day. I was a little curious, so we discussed  I borrowed that thing from my dad, but I didn’t see him when I went there, so I didn’t tell him.”

    "But you didn't expect that thing to come to your door by itself, right?" Zatanna sneered: "Go up! Accept the punishment you deserve."

    Constantine said with a playful smile: "Xiao Zha, you know we are best at evading punishment and costs. This is magic"

    At this time, Constantine had already seen from the corner of his eye, a shirtless big black man came down with a group of people. He was carrying a big gold chain - Midnight Father was a voodoo sorcerer from Haiti.  There are many capable black men under his command.  Constantine walked towards him with a smile on his face and said, "Hey! My manit's been a long time. Is dad feeling well?"

    The black man went up and punched Constantine, knocking him to the ground: "You stole daddy's thingsagain, how dare you come here!"

    Constantine fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

    Constantine raised his head and said: "Isn't I here? I borrowed and repaid. I was showing my sincerity and helping my father get rid of a problem You should know what happened in Metropolis that day. Who can detect the magic fluctuations in the skull?  Everyone knows that someone will come looking for that thing"

    "Uh!" Constantine was given another crowbar by Lao Hei.

    The beating made Constantine collapse to the ground, and Lao Hei stopped and said: "Dad wants to see you! You should think about how to explain first!"

    When he saw Father Midnight, Constantine was not surprised at all. He was torturing two people who had hardly become human beings. One of them still had long hair and looked like a woman, but now it has become  A woman's nightmare, its lower body has completely disappeared, its spine and intestines are supported on the ground, and it is still wailing: "Please, you, you, please, let me, me, me be free!"

    It has turned into a hideous and terrifying resurrected corpse!

    Father Midnight stood nearby with a cigar in his mouth and his arms folded. He looked at Constantine. He was wearing a voodoo robe and sneered: "I'm curious what you are looking for? Constantine, you stole my things."  , prepare to look for the magical artifact that appeared in Metropolis This is not your style. Generally speaking, you will restrain your greed."

    "You know the price of magic very well, although you are reluctant to say that, Constantine you are a scumbag, but you are also a scumbag with a stand."

    "You maintain the balance of magic!" Father Midnight said: "This is why I am willing to listen to you tell the story after seeing your rotten flesh Of course, don't play such little tricks in front of me!  "Daddy Midnight stretched out his hand and took out a strange charm from Constantine's coat pocket.

    "Reverse the spell and return the damage you suffered to the last person who hurt you today!"

    Father Midnight pressed Constantine onto the face of the half-mutilated resurrected corpse, allowing him to have a close contact with it.

    Zha Kang was so stifled by the stench of the rotting corpse that he wanted to vomit. It was not until the teeth of the corpse bit him that he screamed: "If you do this, Xiao Zha won't be able to kiss me for half a year!"

    Father Midnight flipped the talisman, and the talisman suddenly burned, transferring all the damage suffered by Constantine to the resurrected corpse.

    Father Midnight let go of Constantine's hand on the back of his neck and asked him to stand up calmly. Zha Kang adjusted his windbreaker and shirt a little, and took a mouthful of rancid saliva with disgust.  With a snap of his fingers, everything around him was plunged into darkness. In a dark space, only Zha Kang andTwo people at night.

    "I received the order from that Lord!" Zha Kang said:

    "Don't be pretentiousJohn, I'm not a very patient person." Father Midnight said.

    Some twisted blue flames suddenly appeared around Constantine, and a vague figure appeared in the middle of the flames. He looked at Constantine and said, "I need you to do something for me, John." Father Midnight was horrified.  Surprised: "Prophet!"

    "First Prophet!" Constantine turned sideways to the projection preserved by magic. His side silhouette was holding a cigarette. Cigarettes are also a medium for casting spells. In fact, the history of tobacco being used in occultism is almost the same as that of tobacco.  The history of human utilization is synchronized. Indian wizards' favorite thing is to smoke tobacco to cast spells, using smoke as a medium for casting spells.

    A certain writing wizard, a white-robed wizard pronounced as Berserker, also loves tobacco.

    There is smoke surrounding the projection, and it is obvious that Zha Kang used tobacco as a medium to reveal it.

    The distorted projection of the First Prophet said: "An artifact will appear in Metropolis in the future" A vague shadow emitting green light appeared in the smoke. Constantine said slowly: "Like kryptonite, right?"

    "It is very dangerous. It is a portal to another world. It can create the fourth prophet. It is a key sent in Help me find it, Constantine. It is a powerful one."  The Master's sign to return home, but we cannot let him come back because he will destroy this world. There are three outsiders who came to our world."

    Reed, Spider-Man, and Strange's vague shadows appeared in the projection.

    "Protect him." The First Prophet looked at Reed's projection complicatedly.

    Then he said to the little spider's projection: "And the artifact is on him! He may destroy the world, but this world should have been destroyed long ago. You don't have to care. He is the person we selected to destroy this world."

    "And he!" The First Prophet pointed at Strange and said, "He is the mage who was exiled outside of time. You must bring him back at the right time. If the time is not right, the process of the destruction of this world will be unchecked.  control."

    Constantine's figure appeared in the projection for the first time. He asked the first person to know: "Isn't it the responsibility of the committee to protect this world? Why are you looking for me?"

    "Because of our differences in opinions, the three prophets have split! We all see that the world is at a critical juncture, standing at the crossroads leading to a different future, but there are huge differences in our opinions. All  Everyone wants to save this world, but this world can no longer be saved!”

    "We have to make a choice, a different choice!"

    "So we each do our own thing. Only when the three prophets agree, the committee will take action. This is the iron rule I have set. The committee is trying its best to save me now, and I must ensure that there is a chance to come back, so I can only  Let the second and third prophets do their thing, and you know that when it comes to making decisions for the world, no one can compete with the second prophet.”

    Constantine said solemnly: "That is really a ability that makes people jealous."

    "We don't agree, so I need you to get that artifact so that I can possibly stop him from making a decision for the world at a critical moment."

    "But he can prevent me from touching that artifact at all." Constantine said.

    "Nohe will!" The first prophet smiled: "As long as it makes you unluckyhe will take the initiative to deliver the things to your door. This is the rule of the game between us."

    All illusions disappearedDaddy Midnight was silent.

    He stood up, turned around and walked into the darkness. The two of them left the dark world and returned to reality.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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