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Ravenskan Asylum is a good place to perform summoning magic, especially for demonic summons.

Death often occurs, madness follows closely, extreme paranoia and a large number of negative emotions grow wantonly like old mold. Even normal people will fall into a kind of post-empathy depression and self-doubt when they stay here.

What's more, there are almost no normal people, it's just a common saying of group hypnosis and following the crowd.

Anyone can become a clown if given a chance.

Chen Yu remembered the classic sayings of the Joker, the King of Crime in Gotham.

Therefore, there is no need to search for the summoning location. The intensive care unit where Constantine is located is the perfect sacrificial site.

With a slight movement of thought, the belt pointed to the iron bed in the room that had been stripped of its bedding and pillows. In the next second, the bed board and frame were all dismantled.

Chen Yu continues to control the flow and strength of magic power. This weird imagination is very interesting. The point is to create another self in his mind, and then throw all the absurd processes to him, and finally his wishes will come true.

Coincidentally, Chen Yu often does this, which is similar to hypnosis, in order to look at himself from another angle. But unfortunately, with this special disease, the personality he created is no different from his mass-produced self. He is also unable to empathize. At most, he acts as a dual-purpose tool, making his brain react faster.

A piece of steel rod was quickly sharpened into a sharp knife and floated in front of Constantine.

Constantine held a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the rough but sharp knife in front of him, and said coldly, "You will definitely make a fortune."

After finishing speaking, Constantine grabbed the knife and started to carve the magic circle required for the summoning ceremony on the floor with his butt sticking out.

"Don't be idle, use your handy little tricks to build a pyramid. Oh, by the way, it's the style of the American Maya. The trend below has changed. It's like everything is starting to move like America." Constantine He groaned, "And those super freaks and alien lunatics."

"Your mood seems to be much better. It seems that work can relieve your stress, which is a good thing." Chen Yu controlled the magic power to carve the bed planks to build an altar like a Mayan pyramid, while staring straight at Watching Constantine's every move with skill and precision.

Constantine immediately turned his head back, his gloomy eyes full of anger.

"What's wrong? Do you need help? You can teach me, I'm very talented in painting." Chen Yu said and began to control another smaller steel knife to carve dragon patterns on the completed altar, which is "Ma A symbolic image favored by the devils of "investment".

"Seriously, if you talk like this on the street, people will beat you to death." Constantine turned his head abruptly and continued his work.

Chen Yu blinked, his head filled with questions, "Why?"

"Shut up! Boy!" Constantine yelled frantically.

Five minutes later, the rough and crude formation was completed.

It was a pattern similar to the one in the center of a basketball court, except that there was a small ring in the center. Overall, it looked like the moment a planet exploded.

"It is said that this is the abbreviated symbol of the prototype of hell, and it is also a little-known symbolic meaning of the earth. Because in the longest time, the devil was the master of the earth, and then the dawn era came, they retired, but the connection was still there, and they were always The humans who dreamed of them mistook them for gods, and this is the origin of the summons." Constantine puffed out smoke and reached out to pick up the small wooden pyramid altar made by Chen Yu to inspect it. Soon, he smiled, "It's not bad."

"Outside the human world, the devil is hidden inside, and what is cut off is the ancient law." Chen Yu nodded, somewhat understanding, "That law comes from heaven, right?"

Constantine turned his head and looked Chen Yu up and down, "To be precise, it's Lucifer. His fall has changed. Okay, I need candles and special spices, but I don't think I have time to get them. Use your magic fire instead, make a steel sword, and I'll tell you what the Hebrew on it should look like..."

"I can't summon flames." Chen Yu tried. Now he can only dismantle, reshape and grab things in a physical state, and cannot sense the existence of elements at all.

Constantine rubbed his temples, "Uh... well, you have the magic weapon. There is no doubt that you have become a channel, but your perception can't keep up, or... you just need a little help."

"I'm all ears." Chen Yu stood with his hands down humbly.

"Magic is the mystery of ancient darkness. Its essence originates from darkness and is born together with light. At least this is what is recorded in the "Book of Magdalene", and the source of the mystery is not external, but exists in some kind of Within the individual. In other words, you are the source of magic and part of the origin of all things." Constantine tried to explain, "Substances and elements are just a way of saying it for you. , what you need is to give yourself to the magic, you know, man? You are just a channel, have some emotions, imagine releasing the anger."

The previous one is understandable, but the anger...

Chen Yu put his chin in his hand and thought for a moment, then nodded, "I'll give it a try."

"East and west." Constantine stepped aside, holding a cigarette butt to watch the excitement.

Inner, essence.

Make your field of vision more precise, penetrate directly into the microscopic level, and dismantle matter into its most basic components, just like dismantling it into parts, only smaller, smaller...

The belt was shaking, and the green light was flickering. Chen Yu felt itchy all over his body, as if the hairs all over his body were standing on end.

The thin layer of floor surface shattered into imperceptible scum that rose upward like steam.

That was just the target that was affected, because Chen Yu was not skilled. Just like Constantine said, he needed a target to focus on.

"The scope is too big! Oh my god, man! My ass is going numb!" Constantine complained, "You have to focus more! You are not the leader, you are just a channel! Release yourself completely, but don't Let yourself be drowned in magic!"

But Chen Yu gradually mastered the trick. He regarded the belt as himself, and he became a lake that continuously extracted magic power.

The field of vision is indeed different, everything becomes clearer.

The green and blue ties are intertwined with each other. They seem extremely chaotic and irregular, and they also seem to be waiting to be reshaped and changed.

Chen Yu can even see time, and what embraces time is the endless darkness in the ethereal gap...

"Stop! It's okay!" Constantine suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

Chen Yu immediately turned his head in surprise. He saw that Constantine's blond hair was almost standing on end, and the surrounding floor had broken into debris and was frozen in the surroundings. Only the altar and the magic circle were intact.

Constantine's hand dug into Chen Yu's shoulder, causing it to sting a little.

"No matter what you did, you almost killed us!" Constantine said seriously and fearfully, "I saw the void! Oh my God!"

Chen Yu calmed down and the dust fell to the ground instantly.

"Sorry." Chen Yu was sincere. After all, he didn't want to cause trouble, let alone lose his life.

Constantine nodded distrustfully, slowly let go of his hand, and stepped aside, "Be careful, Master Merlin! Your out-of-control magic just now was like a vast ocean!"

It seems that the natural channels are opened uncontrollably in an unconscious state.

But at least I found the trick.

Chen Yu focused again. He glanced at the edges of the magic circle on the east and west sides, and the belt started to move again. This time, Chen Yu projected his other self.

Elements began to gather quickly in the air, but they were not active, like dancers lacking passion, just swaying out of boredom.

anger.

What kind of emotion is that?

Chen Yu recalled the results of his countless observations. He could imitate them, just like the time he pretended to be crazy in Qiaoji's office, but his mood did not really change and he remained calm.

This doesn't work.

Looking at the two condensed elements, Chen Yu quickly thought about improvement plans.

Strong emotions.

If so, it might be...the desire to explore the unknown.

To be specific...the moment when I got the "Book of Magic", the moment when I saw the devil, and the moment when those two stupid women's heads exploded.

Not strong enough.

Shen Yu suddenly thought of a murder case he encountered by chance before reincarnation. He saw the dead man at the scene. Driven by curiosity, he secretly explored the scene, asked for some clues, and then identified the suspect first. The moment I called the police station... joy? excited?

Even though the case was not complicated,...

Is that the satisfaction of completing a survey?

"I'll go! You succeeded, boy... huh?" Constantine's praise stopped abruptly.

Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, and the strange emotion that had just emerged in his heart disappeared instantly. He didn't have time to ponder the strange feeling at that moment, and looked at the two groups of... black flames?

The two fireballs seemed to be burning fiercely as they greedily devoured the surrounding light. They were suspended in mid-air, extremely strange. Because they could not provide illumination, they instead dimmed the entire room, even casting a twisted, blood-colored shadow.

The magic was distorted, and its basic form and composition were transformed.

"There's no time to pursue the details." Chen Yu said lightly, and then controlled the belt to point at the remaining steel plates, wooden strips and nails.

Soon, a rough steel sword without an edge was completed.

"I don't understand Hebrew, nor do I understand any spells." Chen Yu grasped the steel sword and handed it to Constantine.

"I really don't know for a moment whether you are pretending to be stupid or if you really know nothing." Constantine spit out the cigarette butt and grabbed the steel sword seriously, "There are two kinds of holy swords, one is used to summon, One is used to kill those evil heretics. We are using the former now. Normally this requires sacrifice or a weapon that kills many people, but... I think we don’t have time to meet this condition, or You can let me stab you."

Chen Yu shrugged, showing no interest in Constantine's hell joke.

Finally, the final props are completed.

Constantine handed the steel sword engraved with ancient Hebrew text back to Chen Yu, lit another cigarette, and then said, "'The hand of the enemy, the king of neutrality, greed and deceit, money is the most respected.' . Vulgar limericks, devils like this, bragging bastards! Okay, are you really prepared to go through this on your own?"

Chen Yu turned over and looked at the steel sword in his hand, and nodded easily, "It is very important to contain the demon Qiaoji Qiaoji. If they attack Mamen, we will all die. In the final analysis, Mamen cannot be allowed to do this. The door knows."

As the saying goes, deceive the superiors and conceal the inferiors.

"Okay, the terms of the ceremony are not complete. If you are sure... then let's start." Constantine did not persuade him anymore, he retreated outside the house, "Just feel free to use the formula, there are not so many rules. Then... I wish you the best. Good luck to you."

"I also wish you good luck, Mr. Constantine." Chen Yu did not look back. He knew that Constantine had escaped. The presence of both men would make the devil suspicious, especially Constantine.

Chen Yu walked into the magic circle and stood firmly in the center, with the tip of the steel sword pointed at the altar. He controlled another dagger and cut open his palm neatly, letting blood drip onto the white cloth covering the altar.

The belt was now wrapped around the holy sword.

Use magic to force the door.

When the blood halo dissipated, Chen Yu began to summon, "Listen to my summons, the 'King of Conceit' is flatulent, we need to talk, there is more business to do, show up immediately!"

The demonic fire burned more fiercely, and the steel sword trembled slightly.

There is a play.

Chen Yu read the lines a second time.

The breeze blew, the stench of sulfur began to spread, and the blood-stained white cloth on the altar fluttered.

After speaking his lines for the third time at a higher volume, the altar burst into flames.

Chen Yu seemed to be in a furnace, and his bare feet were a little unbearable.

Just when Chen Yu was about to tap dance, half of a demon's body appeared in the firelight.

It was a man's face that was quite gentlemanly and very similar to that of a human being. He had a beard, and the two knobs above his eyebrows were slightly raised, like two horns. His face was dark blue, and his expression was arrogant and cold, yet gentle. .

This is not bloating.

At least that's not what flatulence looks like in the comics.

"I am Lord Flatulence's personal assistant. Your ceremony was too perfunctory, and you didn't even use a cat." The demon said in an authentic London accent. "You are not dressed appropriately, at least you must wear a tie, Lord Flatulence." This kind of...wait a minute can't be tolerated!"

The squinty eyes of the bloated assistant finally widened, and his fly-like pupils revealed surprise for an instant. He bowed immediately and opened the door to hell.

The demon recognized Andre's appearance, but couldn't he see through the soul? Or is Andre's soul now fused with mine?

"Please, Young Master." The demon made way for him, bowing respectfully and waiting.

That's fine, no need to waste your breath.

Chen Yu walked into the gate of hell without hesitation, and continued downward along a winding and narrow path that came into view. Surrounded by dark and deep caves, in the turbid air, smoke and dust rose from below, making the People suffocate.

The demon led the way and did not go too far. Chen Yu soon saw a huge stone door covered with dirty moss and blood stains. Thick green liquid slowly flowed down from the door, and the stench almost reached its limit.

"The master is steaming the pus chamber. Do you need a plague towel?" the devil asked humbly, lowering his head.

It sounds deadly.

"No, thank you. I hope to start this conversation soon." Chen Yu looked at the belt wrapped around his arm. The flashing green light was reassuring, but the alarms from the "Book of Magic" were continuous.

A narrow escape? Or doomed?

Chen Yu opened the door out of curiosity. At this moment, he suddenly thought of the murder case he encountered before reincarnation.

Ah... I feel almost exactly the same now.

Chen Yu finally realized it.

Only the strongest stimulation can cause him to have a slight emotional fluctuation.

Challenges, mysteries, battles...even death, maybe more stimulation can awaken my humanity.

"Oh? An ignorant person who occupies a magpie's nest actually dares to sneak into an area where even angels dare not set foot? Do you know what is waiting for you?"

Stimulated by the rancid steam and the acid that could almost penetrate into the bone marrow, a green behemoth sat firmly on the stone chair in the most bloated and disgusting posture. The disproportionately small bat wings drooped behind him, as if they were about to melt. The loose dough hung on the big face full of folds and pustules, the tiny golden pupils squinted at Chen Yu, and the fangs protruding from the lips shone with a silvery cold light.

This is exactly Flatulence, the hell business tycoon who dominates the world under Mammon, a nouveau riche who engages in bulk wholesale.

Chen Yu felt more and more interesting. The "Book of Magic" even stopped buzzing in his restless consciousness. It seemed to have undergone some kind of change in the silence, and even greedily absorbed the poisonous gas of hell.

"What's waiting for me is a good deal." Chen Yu looked up at Flatulence very naturally, "and I feel that once the deal is completed, we will all have a bright future."