Chapter 2185

"What does that remind you of, John?"

In the legendary magic theater, there are all kinds of old posters all over the place. Zatana and Constantine are in the hall together, exerting magic to the theater.

When the geeks with mushrooms in their heads hit the theater door or the exterior wall frantically, the bramble shield will bounce their strength back into themselves, so these guys are actually in the process of constantly beating themselves up and up.

It's one of Constantine's best magics because he's often beaten.

"What do you think of? I think about the first time I was drunk Zha Kang pinched out the cigarette end that burned so short in his mouth with his fingertips, then crushed it on the sole of his shoe and answered the question of his ex girlfriend: "all the people I saw at that time were Beatles with mushroom hair."

I'm so tired. I'm so tired to decorate the whole theater. Xiaozha's father Giovanni didn't do any protection work here. I'm really confident.

Go to the strange world of the three palaces to recapture the raven, so that his lung cancer has increased a lot. Now the smoke in his mouth is not fragrant, full of bloody smell.

Zatana adjusted her top hat and rolled her eyes. "I mean hyenas. The hyenas we dealt with the year before last, remember?"

"Ah, you said that, of course." Zha Kang took out the bottle from the pocket of his brown windbreaker and took a big mouthful of the bloody smell in his mouth: "the wolf and orc made by voodoo in West Africa can spread the curse of beast by biting people, which is a kind of werewolf."

"Don't you think these mushroom people are very similar to those?" Zatana walked away from the gate to the venue. The zombies outside banged on the doors and windows. The noise here was not really a place to talk: "I think of voodoo when I see mushrooms, and then there are those bastards at midnight."

Constantine took a sip of the wine and felt that he had done it again. He took out his cigarette case from his arms, shook it, and ejected a cigarette to light it.

He took a smart puff and spat it out.

"It's not him. He doesn't have the ability. I've already recalled that all the shaman witch doctors I know, even those old guys who live in caves in Africa all the year round and never wear underpants, can't trigger an event of this scale on a global scale."

Zha Kang, who was talking in the smoke, had a cheap smile on his face who did not know whether he was contemptuous or malicious. His yellow teeth showed his dry lips.

The witch in fishnet stockings and tuxedo nodded in disbelief. Although she suspected that her ex boyfriend was hiding something, her mind was full of mushrooms.

Think back to those zombies whose heads turned into mushroom clumps and climbed the walls outside the theater. Strange mucus was pasted on the window glass. Although they knew they couldn't get in, their minds were inevitably affected.

The magic theater is her father's legacy.

She rubbed her face and sat down on the edge of the stage. The bright light above her head shone on her back, but she didn't feel as warm as before.

"Lai Fei Shui Jing Chun."

With a dozen fingers, she uses a little magic to get her half bottled water from the lounge to fly over.

Before the incident broke out, she was rehearsing with the theater staff. Dozens of people depended on the theater to support their families. After the social environment of earth 0 gradually recovered, she had to return to work to support so many people.

What's more, she likes to perform on the stage, and people can't feel tired and tired when they do their favorite work.

After touching the smooth stage floor with her backhand, she recalled her father. His magic performance on the stage was wonderful. He was brilliant and full of energy.

"Bang!"

But in her recollection, the door on the side of the stage was knocked open, and several boxes of unopened pure water flew from the basement and piled up neatly in front of her.

She sighed and said to the lounging smoker, "my inverted magic is showing signs of being out of control recently. I just want half a bottle of water in my lounge, but all the water stored in the basement has come! What's more, the cost of deduction is calculated according to the latter, which is just like a forced sale

Constantine shrugged. He didn't understand inverted magic before, let alone reverse human version.

His source of magic is basically hell and heaven. Hell is the majority. His power is traded with the demons. As for the cost, it is the kind of person who directly died.

"If that death knell comes back, maybe you can contact the reverse person through him." Zha Kang was holding his cigarette in his mouth. Ash fell on his belt. He patted it and left a stain on his shirt: "but I suspect that the relationship between them is not stable. When he signed with the white monster, you were there, right?"

"Yes, I just fainted." Xiaozha looked at him in a displeased way.

"Well, as long as you know that there is no notary in his contract with the reversed person." Zha Kang grinned. He wanted to recover Xiaozha, an ex girlfriend, but his tongue was out of control. He pricked her heart again: "I heard orangutan say that the cooperation between the death knell and the hanging man is to ensure that the multiverse will not be destroyed. But now that pepetta is dead and the crisis is over, they may have been in bed with each other..."After that, he also deliberately winked, trying to make Xiaozha think about the death knell and the scene of upside down people huddled on a small bed, but holding daggers or poisons back to back in their hands.

"Thank you for reminding me, bitch. I've thought about this possibility, but I didn't think you had such a rich imagination. Maybe I should throw you in Michael's bed and let that fag explode your little flower with the sword of a blazing angel."

The answer to him was not a smile from the beauty, but the voice of the death knell like a devil. I saw that the figure in black and yellow armor came in from the door just opened by the mineral water.

"Hello! Little Zha Harry jumped out of the back of the knell, laughed, raised her arm, waved, and lovingly cocked up one leg to keep her balance.

Zha Kang grinned bitterly. Los Angeles is such an evil place. Sometimes when you mention someone, that person will appear.

However, he still took out the business smile and raised his hand without a smile: "Yo, Slade, what hell's the flame that sent you here?"

"Sewer, that hell is called sewer. John, your purple array doesn't cover the floor. " Su Ming strode to the side of the stage. He put his hand around Zha Kang's neck and strangled him like a chicken: "I know you think mushroom people only climb up and don't know how to drill down, but this loophole is too big."

Even so, Su Ming also thinks Constantine is very smart. He can close the Grand Theater in such a short time, and arrange the purple light array and the bramble rebound Mantra at the same time, which is also good among many sorcerers.

Not to mention that he also timely saw the habits of fungal zombies. In addition to biting people and infecting more of their own species, they all like to climb high, stand on the rooftop and wait for their heads to explode and spread spores again.

So he changed the direction of the array's defense. He didn't defend the underground, because the cost of reducing casting was about one-third.

After all, his means of protection against the theater are only to prevent zombies, not to prevent the death knell.

But Su Ming just needs to take Haley a few blocks away to drill the sewer and dig in from the theater basement.

In fact, Hally is also an expert in guerrilla warfare in sewers. She is as happy as new year's Eve when she mentions drilling sewers. Since Gotham villains come from, who can't escape from sewers?

You know, when facing Batman, the most reliable escape route is the sewer. Bats are always in a cycle of damage and repair for the monitoring equipment there.

What's more, Gotham sewers are so multi-storey, just like a maze. I'm afraid many places have never been to bats.

After hearing the answer of the death knell, Constantine leaned his head against his strong arm:

"well, you found me. If you don't mind if I didn't wash my hands just now, would you like a cigarette from me?"

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