American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

Several cats got together to discuss the plan. Constantine wanted to summon the devil. If it were placed in the real world, these few people might not agree.

Except for Clark who thinks that demons are not a good thing, several others will feel that the risk is too high, because once the demon is summoned, it may cause great damage to the real world.

But this is a dream world, and there is no danger of destroying the real world, but the other cats are still a little hesitant. Victor frowned and asked, "You summoned the devil, what can you prove?"

"Theoretically speaking, Morpheus, the **** of dreams, has a personality higher than all demons, or it can't be said to be a personality. It can only be said that any intelligent creature who can dream cannot have high authority in the dream world. In the dream god."

"Generally speaking, the devil will not come to this place. On the one hand, the Dream God will not allow it. On the other hand, it is also very dangerous for them. Once they come, the Dream God will not let them go. , isn't that the end of it?"

"So, if I call a demon here, I can verify two things. If a demon responds to the call, it means that he has a bad mind. When I go to the real world in the future, I can use it as a reserve food."

"If he responded to the call and successfully came over, it means that the state of the dream **** may not be very good, and the loss of control of the dream of a thousand cats is not an accident."

"If a demon responds, but he can't come, it means that the Dream God is not absent, then Schiller may be safe, and we can slowly figure it out without rushing to find him."

"What if there is no demon response at all?" Victor asked.

"Generally speaking, there is no such problem. As long as I go to summon the devil, everyone who comes will have to line up." The Constantine cat stretched out its paws and scratched at the stones in front of him, and said casually, "My status in **** is not low."

"Now. My soul is in a strange dream, that is, they don't have to control my body to take my soul, just take me back to **** from here and my soul will be his All, no matter what kind of devil or devil it is, it will be very interesting."

"You may not be clear. Even if the souls of ordinary people are taken away, the devil must make a contract with them, or use some crooked means to directly invade the earth."

"For a magician like me, if they want to deal with me in the real world, they have to pay a great price, but it is different in dreams. The mental strength of any demon is higher than that of humans, and they also know this. ."

"They will take this as my flaw, and can't wait to divide my soul, so as long as I release the news, my summoning circle will be crowded."

"But that doesn't work either." Clark said, "Won't you be in danger? Don't you have to sacrifice a soul or something to sacrifice a demon? It sounds like..."

Victor bumped Clark with his shoulder and said, "If I remember correctly, the guy in front of you has summoned demons hundreds of times at least, isn't his soul still good?"…

"How did you do it?" Clark raised his voice in surprise and asked, "Don't you give someone else's soul to..."

"Of course not. How can ordinary people's souls have the temptation of my own soul for them? You can't invite any powerful guys with ordinary people's souls. I can do this very simply, although, I said to Sacrifice your own soul, but that's deceiving them..."

"You..." Clark just wanted to say that it's wrong to lie, but he thought about it, Constantine lied to the devil, and it's not very qualitative to lie to the devil, so he hesitated and didn't speak any more .

"Another advantage is that if I really summon the demon, I can use his power to deal with the bat cat, not to mention other, it is not difficult to paralyze all the surveillance and weapons on the ground, even the weakest That kind of demon, if placed in the city, can also cause a lot of trouble and divert the Batcat's attention for us."

Then, Batman and Victor asked some details, such as the difficulty of arranging the formation, and the communication issues after the demon came. After discussing for a while, they all felt that this plan could still be tried to confirm the state of the dream god. This is very important, it depends on whether their next play style is aggressive or stable.

After confirming the plan, they began to implement it. Constantine's excellent professional level made him not need to spend too much time looking for those complicated materials before he could set up the magic circle.

In his own words, most of the messy summoning rituals and formations researched by humans are useless. If the devil is interested in your soul, you don't have to call him, and he will call you every day. of.

Constantine put those stones into strange patterns and said, "That's what magic is. If you can use it, you can do anything. If you can't, it won't matter if you study all the books."

"Are you born magical?" Batman asked, standing aside, looking at him.

"Maybe so, but when I found out that I can do magic, I didn't need someone to guide me, and I didn't read any books, I learned those forbidden knowledge, but also..." Constantine's movements paused. For a moment, he seemed to have a lot of stories to tell, but ended up saying nothing.

Constantine fiddled with the lion for a long time, and then went to fetch a little sewage from the sewer, and finally formed a strange shape, which did not look like a magic circle, but rather like the kind of naive children who play at home. Eucalyptus,

"Okay, that's it." Constantine stepped on his paws on the ground, and Victor stepped forward and stared at the picture and said, "Are you sure this will work? This is a bit too sloppy to look at. Bar?"

"You don't understand, the essence of summoning a demon is not based on this thing. This thing is just to let the demons know that I have the intention to make a magic circle, but the materials are limited. I have tried my best." Constantine said nonchalantly.

The other people were a little speechless. Co-authoring this is not a functional magic circle, but an ornamental magic circle, which is designed to deal with demons, but, put it like this, won't the demons really feel that they have been insulted? …

In any case, only Constantine is an expert in magic, and no one else knows much about the field, and since Constantine said yes, so be it.

Constantine chanted a spell, then opened the side of his palm with one of his claws, made a little blood, and placed it in the magic circle.

He made the other cats stand in the direction of several stones, and then made them pose in various poses. After a pass, the blood in the center of the circle finally began to glow.

However, after glowing for a long time, no demons were seen coming out. Constantine stopped the cats, and he stepped forward to check.

Constantine, who was checking the array, first showed a puzzled expression, and then his eyes shone with light, but just as he was about to adjust the position of the stones, the entire array suddenly lit up.

A mass of black sludge surged, then condensed into a massive demon with flaming eyes, sharp claws and... cat ears?

Constantine was so stunned, he said, "Uh, hello, this demon cat I've never seen...or a cat demon? You..."

Before Constance had finished speaking, the cat-shaped demon gave an "Ouch" and said, "Why did you call me here?"

"Don't you know me?" Constantine asked back, and the cat demon on the opposite side was obviously stunned. He didn't expect that the first question of the human being who called the demon was this question.

At this time, Constantine, who was closest to the array, smelled a strange smell. Constantine didn't smell what it was, but felt that it didn't smell very good. Just when he wanted to get closer and smell it, then The demon cat disappeared with a "swoosh", and the other cats were stunned on the spot.

After a moment of silence, Constance visibly said, "No, why do I feel a little weird?"

"That's right." Batman also discovered this, and he said, "You said that the magic circle you made was just a decoration, but why did the stones seem to light up in sequence?"

"I'm pretty sure that this thing is just a decoration. How could this stone have any magical conductivity, and it's not an enchanting material, so how does it glow?" Standin walked to the center of the magic circle and carefully checked every A stone, but nothing abnormal was found, that is, small stones scattered everywhere in the sewers.

Constantine obviously thought of something. He and Batman looked at each other, but they both tacitly did not speak. At this time, Batman turned around and said to several others, "You guys rest, I'm going out to investigate."

"Aren't you going to rest?" Clark shouted. "Although I'm not too tired, we still have work to do tomorrow."

"Don't forget, night is my home court." After Batman finished speaking, he walked into the dark night.

Clark's voice came from behind him: "But, where are you going?? What are you going to investigate???"

Batman's voice was lost in the darkness, and he said, "...that murder at the bank gate."

After Batman left, Clark asked suspiciously, "Why does he care so much about that murder case?"…

"Oh, I don't mean by any means, you should stand by and watch the murder case, I'm just a little strange, there should be many more serious problems than that case now, right?" Clark said suspiciously.

Victor is not as simple as Clark's. With so many anomalies combined, he also thought of some problems, so he turned around and said, "I'll go talk to that frozen cat, maybe we should There will be common themes."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, and Constantine flicked his tail and said, "I'm here to check the magic circle, you go back to sleep first."

"You're all like this, how can I sleep?" Clark sighed. "Forget it, why don't I have any work to do? I think I can help."

Constantine looked up at him and said, "Go outside and find that crocodile cat, he might have some maintenance work that needs your help."

"But ~www.readwn.com~ I mean more useful jobs."

"No job is useless, Clark, it's not just your superpowers that get you there, you have to learn to put your mind at ease."

"Really? Well." Clark nodded, as if he understood.

Ten minutes later, the crocodile cat stared at Clark who was flying in the air, and took down the tire he wanted.

"My God! You! How can you fly???"

"Your exoskeleton...isn't it? No exoskeleton can fly so flexibly, that's a technology that bat cats don't have..."

"Well, it's okay." Clark smiled modestly, walked over, and rubbed the crocodile cat. He found that it was really comfortable for cats to rub each other's fur.

What he didn't see was that in the dark ramp behind the crocodile cat, a green cat slowly narrowed its eyes.

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