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Chen Yu looked out the window. Under the warm and normal sunshine, people were enjoying the autumn time leisurely.

How long?

Chen Yu felt like he was in another world. The experience of these two days seemed like a lifetime had passed, or the illusory beauty outside belonged to another world. The glass window of the restaurant has become a boundary. On this side, where the sunlight cannot penetrate, Chen Yu and the others are walking in the shadows, accompanied by mystery. It is like a group of mentally ill patients living in their own world, and like a middle-aged man. The restless teenagers with the second-grade disease are restless and start a journey of swords and magic in the boring reality that cannot be satisfied.

The scary thing is that Chen Yu knows the truth.

All things are false, all things are permitted.

Chen Yu looked at the old pickup truck parked on the roadside. Rose did not enter the restaurant. She kept guarding Heidi.

"She's fine. Although she's a little crazy, she can't die." Constantine began to stuff the third burger into his mouth, but still held a cigarette in his right hand.

The most interesting thing is that even though the demon blood can heal diseases and wounds, it has no effect on Constantine's future lung cancer.

It's like a loophole in the rules was deliberately left in order to make a harmless joke. Anyway, the person who dies will be a scumbag.

"Who is she?" Chen Yu clutched his fork and looked at the fries and fried chicken on the plate in front of him. The ketchup on it was like thick plasma. The strange thing was that he should be very hungry, but he ate very little. , like the "Book of Magic" has affected his essence, and he doesn't even need to take in too much food and nutrients to survive.

He is changing.

"A witch, to be honest, I don't know either. She found me and helped me avoid the police when I first came to London." Constantine chewed the food, looking happy. It seemed that he had forgotten the unpleasantness with Chas twenty minutes ago. He looked out the window, "Death abandoned her, didn't Satan say so? Maybe she has something to do with the freaks from the 'Endless Family' What connection.”

Yes, death spends one day every year as a mortal. Morpheus once experienced life with death, and then allowed a person who refused to die to live forever. Death would not take him away unless he personally requested it. Eventually, the man became friends with Morpheus, and was, in a sense, the only friend Morpheus had in his gloomy dream.

Perhaps the same is true for Heidi. Death doesn't often do this, but there are other immortal people in the world.

"That guy Chas is very interesting!" Mazekin suddenly said with her legs crossed. She was stirring the chopped chicken on the plate, turning them into a disgusting paste. "It's just that he stopped. I thought he would at least do it again." Beat you for a few minutes.”

"Thank you, Mazegin! You are so considerate!" Constantine licked his fingers, "If you don't want Satan to throw you out of hell, you'd better not mess with me, little girl! Unless you still want to climb into Satan's bed! "

Mazegin immediately stood up and was about to poke the fork into Constantine's eyes.

"Be quiet, Ms. Mazekin, you can think like this. If you do well this time, maybe Lucifer will fall in love with you." Chen Yu inserted a piece of fried chicken, he looked at it and threw it into his The shadow under his feet quickly disappeared.

Ma Zejin sat down stiffly. It seemed that this trick worked well.

"You know? Chas is not actually his name." Constantine seemed to want to change the topic, "His name is Frank, Frank William Chandler. He and I formed the band Mucousmembrane when we were both bad boys. , he was our manager. Even though he always called us shit, he still went to dozens of concerts with us. So, we called him Chas, you know, Jimi Hendrix’s The agent’s name is Chas Chandler, he’s very arrogant, right? Haha…”

Targeting a great rock star?

It seemed that Constantine had indeed been running on the road of music like a normal person, but that was destined to be just an anesthetic to deceive himself.

Only magic is the starting gun that allows him to rush into the world.

"Chas' connections were established while on tour. Good old Chas, great buddy Chas, always available Chas... I really miss those days, damn, but babies will always grow up, right?" Constant Ding took a sip of lemon juice, "And the world is getting worse and worse! This country is finished, we often joke about it, but it is becoming a reality."

"I thought you were drinking, John." Chen Yu ate the French fries, but they tasted like nothing. "Tell me, what other plans do you have. We have to deal with 'Daddy Midnight' and Desire. 'Dead Soul' can be swallowed." Midnight Dad', but it's meaningless because there is no information. You obviously started planning the next step in the terminal prison, and... what are your guesses about Lucifer's plan?"

Mazekin even pricked up his ears and stopped playing with his fork.

Obviously, this hybrid demon did not know Lucifer's plan, she was just a tool to be used.

In a sense, Lucifer and Constantine are quite similar.

"In Mammon's business, we use Rodney's soul to create a puppet, and then use this identity to disrupt the New York market and force the bastard to show up at midnight. He is very greedy, and he is also very cautious. He is definitely not just thinking A madman who wants to destroy the world wants the balance of fishing in troubled waters." Constantine took a puff of his cigarette and smiled, "We show him the consequences of failure, and he will become a good kid. As for desire... Then it depends on Morpheus, I need the chips to trade with Meng."

"Maybe I can help with this." Chen Yu took out the piece of cloth in his pocket with the summoning circle drawn for him and handed it to Constantine, "A magic circle for summoning demons. I think this demon has ink." Something lost in Fez, something very important.”

Constantine raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Boy, why do I sometimes think you know everything?"

Chen Yu shrugged, then changed the topic, "What about Lucifer's plan?"

Constantine looked at Mazegin's gloomy face, as if weighing the pros and cons, "The key lies in the 'Wild Hunt'. I need to know the details and the legend of the 'Hunted God'. The game is real, Satan Can't lie, yes, his lies are the truth. He planned this game to bring Odin down, and maybe other gods, Lords of Order and so on. A grand carnival, isn't it?"

Chen Yu nodded.

indeed so.

This is an event, an event that attracts the attention of the entire universe.

Is it...

"He didn't come into contact with the enemy, but he felt it!" Constantine leaned forward with a cigarette in his mouth and whispered, "He wanted to lure out the enemy, even if it was some hidden puppets and coerced and lured people like Rodney. Spies and informants. When the Bone Horns sound, you will be watched by the whole universe! A living target! Enemies will also come out in droves!"

Sure enough.

That's why Lucifer asked me to summon those heroes, or use coercion and inducement to make more powerful beings join my camp.

But...what about Lucifer? Odin was the initiator, but he came up with the plan, would he... kill me?

At this time, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and Chas walked in unhappily carrying a backpack.

Chen Yu glanced outside and saw Chas' taxi.

"The road has to be walked step by step, Chen!" Constantine laughed. "The poison must be eaten bit by bit by those bastards. Don't be impatient. Let us carefully plan how to stuff them back into the dark ass!"