Chapter 143 Constantine: Me and My Last Bet
"The Justice League has taken the lead to send it off."
In the collection room of Wayne Manor, Constantine picked up a priceless solid gold vase and shook out the ash.
"They can't delay it for long."
Alfred was confused, as all wireless communications were blocked, where did Constantine receive the message.
"Science has scientific methods, and mages have mages' methods. These black fogs that interfere with electronic communications are essentially a kind of magic, but this magic does not exist on our earth. If it is suddenly mixed in, it will naturally bring about Various influences.”
Constantine squeezed the talisman with his hand and opened a crack that smelled of sulfur: "But it is only limited to the earth. Other planes have not been affected. It would be better to say that hell is now in full bloom, and the devils are all discussing the Holy Lord. Who is it?”
From the other side of the gap came bursts of loud sounds, as well as all kinds of obscene words. Even though Alfred had covered his ears, those words still reached his ears clearly. He couldn't Understanding the language of the devil makes me feel dizzy.
Alfred thought that Constantine was having some kind of negotiation with the devil in hell, and could only endure the discomfort.
Constantine crossed the rift and came to a dilapidated tavern, which was filled with weird demons, some native to hell and some from other dimensions, but most of them were small fish and shrimps, demons with names. Not many.
"Look, it's Constantine. You actually dare to step into hell. Are you trying to find your conscience that was taken away by a dog and come back to pay off your debt?" A little devil with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks squatted on the bar. He was the first to spot Constantine. .
The bartender was a succubus, she said sarcastically: "Don't talk nonsense, Hughis, Constantine has no conscience. Even if he does have one, he must have used it as a mortgage with the devil, and it has to be the kind of thing that makes a good guy." < br>
"Retili, you really understand me." Constantine ignored the contemptuous looks of others, dropped a silver coin into the broken box next to the door, and sat down in front of her without hesitation, "My conscience lies with Lucifer. Then, I am here to redeem it.”
Hearing Constantine call the Lord of Hell by his true name, Retili and all the demons in the tavern were frightened into a cold sweat.
The real name of the devil cannot be spoken casually, especially in hell. Constantine still shouts the name of the Lord of Hell. Even though Lucifer has given up the throne, his strength has not declined at all. Anyone who mentions him will be caught. .
"Are you crazy, Constantine? That adult will hear you." Retili's voice became much softer when she spoke.
Constantine said nonchalantly: "What I want is that he can hear, oh, he is already here."
It wasn't until Constantine finished saying this that the demons in the tavern noticed a blond man sitting next to Constantine, so they all seemed to have pressed the stop button, not daring to make any movement.
They are waiting for the king's order to leave or stay. No matter what the order is, they must obey it. Even if they are asked to wipe their necks, they will not hesitate, because if they do not die at this time, death will become something they can never touch. phantom.
"Bang Bang Bang!"
Constantine knocked on the bar in front of Lucifer, "Do you understand the rules here? You have to put in coins first when you come in. That's the entrance fee."
Lucifer raised his head, revealing an almost perfect face, and his voice was as refreshing as a clear spring: "Is that so?"
Leitili scolded Constantine in her heart, but she still had a full smile on the surface: "There is indeed this rule, but you definitely don't have to abide by it..."
"No, it's better to abide by the rules," Lucifer said softly, "otherwise this will be my fate."
No one dared to pick up on Lucifer's words, but Constantine did. His courage changed depending on the situation: "If you know there will be no good end, you don't throw in the coin quickly. You are procrastinating. No wonder the rebellion failed."
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Just when the demons were thinking about how they would die and how many times they would die, Lucifer's face showed no trace of embarrassment. The illusory black wings behind him shook slightly, and a piece of black feather fell down, turned into a silver coin, and flew into the world on his own. Inside the box at the door.
"Don't be afraid, Retili," Constantine seemed to have expected it. He comforted: "This guy opened a bar in the human world after he retired. Regardless of personal status, we are peers and equals, and You have many more customers than he does.”
Even if Constantine mentioned the old things of disobeying God, Lucifer would behave like a gentleman, but Constantine just commented on the business situation of the bar, and Lucifer became anxious on the spot.
"If you want to continue talking, it's best not to mention the bar." Lucifer threatened with a smile.
Seeing this scene, all the demons had an idea in their minds. It seemed that Lucifer's bar was not running well.
The next second, all the demons disappeared, leaving only Retili frozen in place, and Lucifer returned to his original calmness.
"You must have asked me for something. Tell me what price you can pay."
Constantine took a puff of cigarette, but did not look at Lucifer, but asked Retili: "What's the situation now?"
Leitili was still confused at this moment, and subconsciously replied: "Betting on how long that Holy Lord can rule the world, the current maximum bet is the souls of three hundred sinners... uh."
As Leitili came to her senses, she added faintly: "But the person who placed the bet is... gone, and the bet has been cancelled."
Leitili secretly despised it and didn't know who caused it.
"That's such a shame."
Constantine didn't have the consciousness of the instigator at all. He turned to Lucifer: "Are you interested in starting a new game with me?"
Lucifer thought for a moment, and he understood Constantine's intention: "You want me to get involved and increase the variables in the game, so as to buy time for your defeated companions?
No, I won't let you get your way, Constantine, as you said, I have retired. Do you know how long the bad things about the Endless family have bothered me? ”
Constantine waited for Lucifer to finish speaking, and then said calmly: "Life on earth has made you more human, Lucifer, but after all, you are still the most perfect angel created by God. You will not lie, so You can only talk about him
Then let me make it clear. I will use the soul fragments of the Three Palace Demons as a bet, okay? ”
Lucifer was silent. He was the most perfect creature. He could see through the past and the future, but he rarely did that because it was "very boring." And now, he did it.
His eyes glowed with white light, and in an instant he read through the history of the Holy Lord's time in this world so far, and then he nodded to Constantine.
"Okay, I should place this bet. So, how accurate is the time of the bet? Year? Month? Day?"
Constantine shook his head and said: "No, this is not the game I bet with you."
"Then what do you want to bet on?" Lucifer was surprised. He thought he had guessed Constantine's mind.
This man claims to be degenerate, but in fact his soul has the potential to become a "saint". Otherwise, there would not be so many demons signing contracts with him. Constantine has been burdened with the responsibility of a "witness" for many years, and he has drifted between In hell and on earth, he has witnessed many tragedies and is helpless. He always tries his best to save those poor people, but he always fails and can only fall into painful self-blame.
Constantine couldn't just sit back and watch his friend and partner, he would definitely use his own hands to interfere with the Holy Lord, Lucifer firmly believed, but now he was shaking.
Constantine put out the cigarette: "I heard the Dream Demon say that you have the highest intelligence and are proficient in almost all magic, but I don't believe that except God, no one in this world has true omniscience. I also used it. The word "almost".
So I brought an [unsolvable] curse. As long as you can solve it, the soul of the Three Palace Demons will belong to you. If not, then you have to give me your power...permanently. ”
Seeing this, Constantine finally made his request.
Lucifer smiled confidently: "You are right, I am omniscient below the Father, but this includes all magic. Constantine, do you think magic has a long history?
a thousand years? One hundred thousand years? I have controlled hell since eons ago, and magic is just a slightly larger wave that has stirred up in the years. I appreciate the wisdom contained in it, so I took a second look, and magic opened its secrets to me. ”
Throughout the whole story, Lucifer expressed only one idea, and he was sure to win.
Constantine smiled nonchalantly and said: "Don't be so full, Lucifer, there are people outside the world, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are still many things you don't know.
Follow me. ”
When Constantine returned to the world from hell, he stuck his head out and immediately asked Alfred, who was waiting by the side: "How long have I been gone?"
Alfred looked at him doubtfully: "About fifteen minutes."
Hearing this, Constantine breathed a sigh of relief and his expression became more relaxed, while Lucifer's expression became worse after following him.
One minute in hell is equivalent to one day on earth, but Lucifer's arrival brought the time flow of the two to the same speed. No wonder Constantine shouted Lucifer's name as soon as he entered the door. He wanted Lucifer to come over quickly.
In other words, Lucifer has been used by Constantine unknowingly.
Alfred also noticed Lucifer behind Constantine. He picked up the white cloth in his hand and prepared seats and drinks for the two of them.
"Perfect etiquette, Mr. Butler." Lucifer took a sip of coffee. He was very satisfied with Alfred's hospitality.
"Have you ever thought about changing the owner?"
Alfred replied without being humble or condescending: "I am loyal to the Wayne family."
Lucifer didn't care about his rejection and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it's just an extra thirteen years."
Constantine raised his brows when he heard this, then quickly calmed down his expression. He brought Lucifer to the statue of the Holy Lord.
"Is this it? I can indeed feel a powerful magic power from it, which has reached the level of the multiverse, but it is not enough to help you win this war... Very good."
After confirming this, Lucifer put his hand on the dragon's head. He could sort out 20 billion years of history in one second, but this time he thought for a full minute.
He really wanted to win against Constantine.
The spell is the mark left by the caster. Through the seal on the statue, Lucifer traced it back to a strange time and space. A man in a green robe appeared in front of Lucifer. Behind the man stood two soldiers holding flags. He chanted a spell in his mouth, using the military momentum to condense a powerful spell, which turned into light and shone out.
This was the Lord's perspective, so Lucifer was shot in the face, and he felt the spell carefully.
"A magic spell from another world is indeed beyond my omniscience, no, even my father... but it is just "unknown", not impossible to recognize. I only need a little time to..." < br>
Lucifer placed a finger on each of the two eyes of the dragon head, and the statue suddenly trembled. The stone texture faded away and was replaced by flesh and blood.
Jin Long slowly opened his eyes.
"Untied."
"Untied!"
Constantine hugged the dragon's head excitedly: "How do you feel? Can you hear me?"
This is Constantine's plan. First, let Qin Su bypass the seal and enter the statue in the form of fragments, and then "seduce" Lucifer, the strongest being under God, to break the curse, and then call Qin Su to wake up.
This order cannot be wrong. Once Lucifer is aware of Qin Su's existence, he will not be able to accept this game.
This plan still has a time limit. Constantine must complete the first two steps before Qin Su's soul fragments are completely melted by magic. Otherwise, Constantine will only get a "blank paper" with an empty soul and no personality. ".
Seeing Constantine's earnest gesture, Lucifer's expression turned cold. He was tricked a second time, twice on the same person on the same day.
With the help of Constantine, Qin Su's soul that was addicted to magic gradually integrated into one piece. This still needs to wait for a while, but there is no risk of losing his personality.
After confirming that Qin Su was okay, Constantine wiped the sweat from his forehead. This time he didn't mess up.
However, when Constantine blinked again, he was already in a modern bar.
A light shines on the piano in the center of the stage. Lucifer is sitting in front of the piano, his fingertips dancing rapidly on the keys. Notes jump out of the piano one by one, spinning around Constantine and Lucifer.
"You win, Lucifer," Constantine said, forcing himself to calm down. "After this is over, I will give you the soul fragment of the Three Palace Demon."
"One hundred and three years."
The piano sound stopped suddenly, and Lucifer closed his eyes and said: "The Holy Lord will rule this world for 103 years. As for the bet, what do you want, Constantine."
Lucifer showed the open-mindedness of the former Lord of Hell, indicating that Constantine could make requests at will, but he did not give Constantine the right to refuse.
"It seems I have no choice." Constantine knew that he had to accept this round, and he had to win.
"Since you want to bet, bet bigger!" Constantine showed the madness that a gambler should have, and his eyes were red.
"You hold on for 103 years, I hold on for 24 hours!
Within twenty-four hours, if the Holy Lord is not defeated by Qin Su, I will give you my love! ”
This is not a joke, nor is it a show-off. Constantine saw Qin Su's madness. As a former mental patient, he was also infected by Qin Su's madness.
"Love is a very broad category. Compared with your riddled soul, this is indeed something that can be recycled. Although your love is worthless, this is your punishment."
Lucifer seemed to have returned to the past and turned back into the king of hell who judged the good and evil in all worlds.
"Then what do you want? What can I give you?"
"Give me my conscience back."
"What?" Lucifer frowned. Does this thing... really exist?
Constantine lit up a cigarette and took a deep breath. The smoke he exhaled outlined a childish face.
"Give her back to me, she is my conscience, she is little Astra, she was taken away by hell, can you give her back to me?"
A white light flashed in Lucifer's eyes. He understood Constantine's past, the turning point in his life, the "Newcastle" incident. It was after this incident that Constantine changed from an extremely self-centered wanderer to a Painful Guilty.
"A little girl who was domestically abused. Because of your wrong summoning ritual, she fell into hell forever. No wonder you are so shy about magic... Little Astra is in Nergal's hands. I can bring her back. To you.”
At this point, the bet is concluded.
The oppressive force of the Lord of Hell on Lucifer instantly dissipated, and he turned back into a gentle bar owner. He walked to the bar and motioned for Constantine to follow him.
"I know you are worried that I will cheat, Constantine, so I will always be here with you."
He snapped his fingers, and a picture appeared on the TV without signal. Constantine could clearly see everyone on it.
The Flash, Aquaman, Green Lantern, Batman, Wonder Woman, Cyborg, and Superman, all members of the Justice League fell before the Lord.
"You see, the Justice League failed. They always failed, and they always succeeded because of the Father's will. But this time it was different. The special constitution of the Holy Lord's body made him unaffected.
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Now there is no justice or evil. Everything will be like weights on the balance of war. Whoever is stronger and who can seize the opportunity will be the final winner. ”
In every major event, the Justice League usually collapses first and then regroups under Batman's organization, but this time, it seems that just as Lucifer said, they failed to stand up again.
Constantine randomly picked the two most expensive bottles of wine from the wine cabinet, returned to his seat, and poured a glass for Lucifer and himself.
"Don't be so hasty to draw conclusions, Lucifer, 24 hours is a long time."
"I like your tough mouth, so that when you lose the bet, your pain and regret will taste more sweet... Hey, drink slowly, do you know how to appreciate wine!" Lucifer looked at him distressedly Constantine drank his famous wine in small sips.
Suddenly Lucifer raised his head, the white light in his eyes was dispelled, and he could no longer see the future.
"Here he comes."
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On the floating island, the Holy Lord threw aside the Wonder Woman he was holding and looked up at the sky. The black energy he released was mixed with some other kind of power, which he was very familiar with.
"Shadow..."
The black shadow began to expand rapidly, growing and splitting, turning into slender ghosts one after another, trying to cover the entire sky. However, under the control of the Holy Lord's thoughts, the evil dragon army and the shadow army fought against each other.
The shadow rotated around a point, and at a certain moment, the majestic figure had arrived in front of the Holy Lord.
"I'm coming." (End of Chapter)