American comics start with Zha Kang’s apprentice

Magic affects magic.

The successor to the Book of Magic will also be known to all magicians.

Chen Yu was always thinking about John Constantine and the "Book of Magic" while strolling leisurely.

In the comics, John Constantine, Mr. E, the Phantom Stranger and the Sage Oz became Tim Hunter's guides. They took Tim Hunter to witness the birth and destruction of the universe and witness magic. The origins and development of the crime were all designed to weigh whether Tim Hunter should be sentenced to death.

Yes, in the prophecy, one of the possibilities in Tim Hunter's future is to destroy the universe.

In short, people related to magic will appear uninvited after the "Book of Magic" chooses a successor.

What about me?

The dark thorny road.

But no guide?

Constantine's pitiful appearance of embarrassment and desolation suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

This is by chance?

Chen Yu was unable to make an accurate judgment.

Constantine is still just a rebellious literary youth and a third-rate magician, but changes have already occurred, and his use and creation of modern magic is a genius.

If he acts as a mentor...

Chen Yu shook his head. He decided to shelve the idea because it was too dangerous.

The door to the security room at the edge of the second floor was open, and the clear voice of the hockey game commentary and the rustling noise of the old radio came from inside.

Chen Yu looked around and found that the chair was empty, and there were wine bottles and snack bags on the table.

But the guard wasn't there.

The strangest thing is that the doors of the three wards on the opposite side are also open. Although this is no longer an intensive care area, the patients on the second floor are potentially violent, and the doors must be locked after curfew.

however……

Chen Yu walked to the door of a room and looked around inside.

Under the light, there were scratches on the quilt and the wall, and there were blood stains on the floor. The quilt and sheets were scattered, as if there had been a fight.

Could it be that he suddenly fell ill and was taken to the emergency room?

Chen Yu turned to the door frame and saw a bit of broken nails embedded in the wooden frame.

"Danger!"

"Book of Magic" suddenly sounded an empty warning in my mind.

But Chen Yu just blinked. He knew that the "Book of Magic" would not make mistakes and would protect the holder. But curiosity got the better of him, and he had no idea what fear was.

So, Chen Yu checked the other two wards. There were no special clues. At least these two wards seemed calm.

Chen Yu took three steps back and suddenly felt a little cold.

and many more……

Chen Yu walked straight into the ward facing him. The warmth, no... should be said to be a bit hot.

Ah, those pustule-like bulging walls...

The temperature seems to be rising, and there is even a pungent smell.

The kind that makes smoke rise from your throat.

There were tears in Chen Yu's open eyes, and he calmly wiped them away and looked at them.

Weird, so weird.

The ward felt like it was on a stove, but there was no heating, and it was only September.

Ravenskan... There's nothing weird about this place in the comics.

"This is the hell I deserve." Constantine's sigh lingered in his mind.

Chen Yu exited the ward.

Sulfur is the smell of the devil, and this sauna-like temperature...

"Danger!" "The Book of Magic" continued to warn.

Chen Yu quickly ignored it. He turned to the stairs and went downstairs cautiously step by step. Then he looked into the dim corridor with most of the lights turned off. After making sure that there was no one there, he walked forward quietly.

The front end of the belt on his arm stood upright, as if on warning, and the green light emitted acted as illumination.

The situation in the corridor gradually became a little serious, because the temperature here was also rising, and the walls were almost cracked like mold and rot, and the wall skin drooped on it like rotten flesh, revealing a patch of red and mottled stains inside.

Although the Ravenscamp Welfare Home is an old building, it will not become a ruin overnight.

Especially the foul smell of sulfur, which is almost suffocating.

Chen Yu could only cover his nose and mouth. Fortunately, he was always calm and his heart rate was very low. He could even hold his breath for a long time. This did not change even after reincarnation.

Dean Paul's office is next to the hall on the first floor. This is to protect the director from patients. After all, this mental hospital looks almost like a prison from the second floor onwards.

There was no one in the corridor, and the doctors and nurses on duty seemed to be missing. It was like the entire hospital had been emptied. But there was nothing unusual in the rooms of those patients with mild symptoms. The patients were asleep, but the quality of their sleep was a little too good, as if they had been injected with a large amount of medicine and passed out.

It was getting weirder and weirder, and even the air started to be filled with ash like snowflakes.

Finally, Chen Yu stood by the wall between the dean's office and the infirmary. A door that shouldn't exist appeared here, and the metal door, with a devil's head engraved in the center and a bloody mouth baring fangs, surrounded by a circle of weird symbols, was ajar, and the flickering firelight was faintly coming out.

Chen Yu turned his head slightly and put his ear close to him without hesitation.

"... Mr. Georgie, Mr. Flatulence has great praise for you. The large-scale soul harvesting caused by your investment in Germany will even be written into textbooks. As for the planning of the energy monopoly, it is also very classic, but the capital on earth The investment has passed the expansion stage, and we are competing with the guys above for business. Steady, Mr. Georgie, this is the advice of Mr. Flatulence."

The low, hoarse voice seemed to come from deep underground. The trembling voice was mixed with the mixed tones of countless men and women, as if the abyss itself was speaking.

The smell of blood was emerging from the cracks in the door, and even this stench buried the smell of sulfur.

demon.

There is no doubt that the devil is inside.

And is a member of a group of "Hell's Elite Club".

That Georgie...is the leader of the "Hound Gang".

"Steadyness cannot bring excess returns, Mr. Butler, now that the fast-moving retail industry is booming, we should even buy some assets at low prices to expand reserves, thereby making the currency of hell appreciate. And the yearning for a better life spawned by the bubble era is exactly the same Pushing humanity towards us bit by bit, peace can be more intoxicating than war! Right, darlings?"

That was indeed Georgie's voice, no... that old voice that was revealed inadvertently...

Chen Yu thought for a while and carefully looked into the crack in the door.

Two young women with model-like figures were leaning next to a huge chair. Their eyes were blurred and they were smiling nervously. The monster in the chair, who was as bloated as a large caterpillar, was holding a wine glass. He looked like an orangutan covered with pustules and had a big mouth on his head, grinning from ear to ear. He smiled evilly and spread out his big green deformed hands.

Even though Georgie is now extremely ugly, he can still recognize some of Dean Paul's appearance.

It turned out to be the case.

Chen Yu nodded to himself.

"The investment gains you two made in stocks are quite big! But unfortunately, I heard that you two lost everything in Las Vegas! Don't worry, come on, eat this candy, and I'll collect it from you The price to pay!" Qiaoji's four pairs of snake eyes were looking forward to it.

The two women smiled stupidly, as if they were possessed and stupid, and really raised their hands to take the thing in Georgie's hand.

Then, they ate the "candy."

"'Permanent loss of all intangible assets', girls! This is the price you have to pay!" Georgie greedily drooled green, smoking saliva.

The two women were still laughing, and two seconds later their heads exploded.

Chen Yu looked at the blood-red map with an expressionless face. He felt very sorry, but knew that there was nothing he could do.

The effectiveness of the hell contract is very ancient and has almost absolute binding force. Only the "First Fall" and Lucifer can ignore it because they essentially come from heaven.

Qiao Ji licked the blood on his fingers with great enjoyment, and Chen Yu also discovered that the interior decoration of this "unique" room was very tasteful.

The unlucky ones who had been skinned were tied to the rough pillars like lava caves. Their necks were crooked, and blood flowed to the disc container below. Many evil role-playing demons dressed in the costumes of guards, nurses and doctors were using wine glasses. They scooped up the blood in the container like they were helping themselves, and then talked elegantly to each other.

Three demon waiters were dressed in crisp green suits, carrying plates filled with various meats. Their tall and thin postures were closest to humans, but their wrinkled and disgusting faces were still unbearable to look at.

The room is very large, much larger than it should be in reality. Chen Yu can even see the bar and some entertainment facilities in the distance. More murals and decorations are full of decadent and perverted desires, and the most eye-catching ones are the thirteen torches. There is a huge stone sculpture chained above, with a giant dragon carved on it.

To be precise, that dragon is the devil's signature.

Great, now we know where those patients and the staff of this hospital have gone.

This is a devil's party, or a dinner party prepared to welcome the emissary from Flatulence, the "King of Arrogance".

"Interesting display, fast and precise harvesting. Very rough, but also very personal to you. Forge ahead, Mr. Flatulence likes the vigor of the younger generation like you, but please also remember the consequences of failure." The butler is still gentle and elegant. He said in a terrifying voice, "We all serve Lord Mammon, the 'King of Profit'. It is a necessary duty to please him, so Lord Flatulence is not allowed to fail."

Mammon.

A high-level demon second only to the Three Giants of Hell.

A big shot, money personified.

Chen Yu felt more and more that he seemed to be trapped in an extremely huge vortex of conspiracy.

And there’s no magic to fix it.

"Of course, we also have the most greedy and respectable hearts! Because after all, we are all disciples of Mammon!" Georgie seemed to be emboldening himself again, "It's almost over. The British market is a piece of fat. We Determined to win!"

"Very good, can we talk about the situation of the young master?" The butler seemed to get to the point, "Lord Flatty said that the young master needs to hone his business. He has been in the world for too long, and you are a new rich man who is familiar with the situation. Market. Therefore, Lord Flatulence handed over the young master to you, but..."

The butler's tone became cold, and his abrupt attitude was like pouring a bucket of cold water on the flames.

"It is true that there were some minor mistakes in the last transaction, but this is also a necessary training. As you said, the young master has been in this world for too long and he needs to change his mind. I will handle it well and give Mr. Flatulence a satisfactory answer. ." Qiao Ji still smiled evilly, as if he had a plan in mind.

Who is the young master?

trade……

Well, it should be the deal with Andre's "Powder Keg Gang".

The housekeeper seemed to sigh, "Don't play any tricks, Georgie Georgie. The young master has been placed next to Charlie and must be completed as soon as possible. The human councilor is still wavering. I don't want him to rush into the arms of the angels."

Wait, why do you think the transaction they are talking about is more like the young master himself?

Who is Charlie?

Chen Yu searches for Andre's memory.

The "Powder Keg Gang" is a local gang in Thursdyk. They usually deal in vehicles and special drugs, as well as a small amount of arms. It is said that "One-Eyed" Vincent is not the real leader. They have a sponsor who seems to be from the newly formed party.

What's going on... Right! National Front Party!

A bunch of extreme white guys.

Chen Yu suddenly realized.

Charlie! It's the Charlie who wants to become Prime Minister, and even goes so far as to crazily try to manipulate the Archangel Gabriel! Leader of the National Front Party!

Now it seems that he has not found the snobbish angel of the "Oxford Club", but has fallen into the arms of the devil.

Well...this is indeed a big deal.

If Charlie can win a future general election, Hell will have control over much of the UK soul market.

"The young master is here now. He will take office in less than two days." Qiao Ji leaned forward with great confidence and asked the waiter to pour a glass of plasma wine for the butler who had his back to Chen Yu. "He will learn more. When he has passed his short life and completely abandoned the human body, he will directly enter the elite club and make his father, Lord Mammon, proud!"

Human body...

Chen Yu thought quickly and got the answer instantly.

That young master is a hybrid demon! And the father is mammon!

Powerful demon bloodline... Huh?

The holder of the "Book of Magic" must be the heir of a powerful bloodline, and the same is true for the dark version.

Chen Yu's eyes slowly opened wide.

"Then, I will tell Mr. Flatulence that he will wait patiently for the good news that Mr. Andre, the young master, has entered the London financial circle!" The butler seemed satisfied.

Aha.

Chen Yu wanted to whistle. It is said that some people like to do this.

Is this a jackpot?

I actually took over the physical body of the son of Mammon.

"He will become an elite agent! And in the near future, he will become the overlord of a party that is proud of the rest!" Qiaoji began to draw the final pie.

The two hellhounds, which were as black as ink and only part of the blood vessels and bones could be seen, emerged from the ground.

The butler seems to be on his way out.

Chen Yu also retreated quietly.

The truth came out.

Andre was the target of the trade. However, he had been inserted into the "Powder Keg Gang". No, no, Andre doesn't know his life experience. He grew up in an orphanage. He quickly joined illegal activities while living on the streets. In prison, he became acquainted with members of the "Powder Keg Gang". Join successfully.

Andre doesn't know the truth or who Charlie is, he's just a nobody.

Until the devil Georgie Georgie came.

But there are still doubts, why did the "Hound Gang" shoot Andre? This doesn't make sense.

Ok……

Chen Yu lowered his head and scratched his sweaty and slippery chin.

Georgie brought the resurrected me into this hospital, and even at the urging of such a big shot, he was delaying the matter of letting Andre be gilded... Ah, maybe this was a deliberate murder, and he didn't expect that I would occupy it. Magpie's nest.

Although the memory is vague, it was definitely someone from the "Hound Gang" who fired the gun.

Maybe that was the killer arranged by Georgie.

And Georgie did not tell Andre the truth until the transaction was made.

Chen Yu nodded and looked at the fire in the crack of the door again.

"I still have a gift to give to Lord Flatulence. John Constantine is here, the guy that the Duke is interested in. I dare to ask you to tell Lord Flatulence that it is best to trade for this human soul. Quan. He’s valuable and we need more people,” Georgie said at last.

After hearing this sentence, Chen Yu fell into deep thought.

If you can't escape, hell can chase you to the ends of the earth.

Become a demon? With such an identity, he seems to have a promising future.

No, they are not that stupid, they will see that my soul has already squeezed Andre away.

My soul means nothing to them.

This crisis must be resolved immediately.

Chen Yu quickly and decisively came to a conclusion.

I take back what I said, I need help, the sooner the better.

This is by chance?

Chen Yu shrugged.

……

five minutes later.

The door lock of Ward No. 666 was shattered into a pile of dregs.

The door was pulled open.

Chen Yu stood at the door and looked calmly at Constantine, who was squatting in the corner, terrified and shocked. He threw over a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

Fortunately for Constantine, this was a package of silk card that passed by the guard room.

"This place is full of demons. I need your help." Chen Yu said calmly.

"Ah?" Constantine caught the cigarette case, a little dazed.

"Forge ahead! Man!" Chen Yu shouted, then strode over without any explanation and picked up Constantine, shouting into the poor guy's ears again, "Forge ahead! Constantine!"