Chapter 1490: Flying Birds and Return (35)

"Master Kaz, long time no see."

A slightly low and pleasant female voice echoed in the hut. Kaz narrowed his eyes, and his old face was full of wrinkles. He slowly uttered the other person's name: "Blood Queen Mary, what are you looking for me for?"

"I'm not looking for you." The woman called Blood Queen Mary wore a silk close-fitting dress with dark red rose patterns, and her red eyes shone slightly in the dim room.

"Andrew Bennett, my former husband, now a traitor of the blood clan, I heard that he is sleeping in the Wanling Cemetery, but I didn't feel his breath. Where did you hide him?"

"I haven't heard of Bennett." Kaz took a step back with some vigilance and said: "Mary, do you want to break the contract between the blood clan and the mages?"

"The Demon Sect has never agreed to any contract." Mary raised her eyebrows and said: "Tell me where he is, and I will let you go."

Kaz's face suddenly turned cold, he clenched the scalpel in his hand, and the power of the Skeleton Lord flowed between his fingers.

"Since I was promoted to Grand Mage, no one has ever dared to be so rude to me. You blood-sucking bugs, get out of my territory!"

Accompanied by the low roar and the howling of countless ghosts, the corpses and bones on the dissection table flew into the air and pieced together a flesh and blood puppet. The puppet raised its huge fist and smashed towards Mary.

Mary calmly scattered like a bat and flew to the beam of the roof. Her cold voice came from above.

"Kaz, I advise you not to be ungrateful. The Demon Sect has already obtained a powerful force that you can't imagine. We are following the prophecy of the ancestor to eliminate the traitors. If you want to stop me, you must pay a hundred times the price."

"Arrogant woman, stop my pet first."

The puppet stretched out its arms and grabbed Mary in the air, but at this time several other vampires broke in. Mary shouted at them: "Catch Kaz! You can freely enjoy the blood of a great wizard!

Several vampires began to emit bright red light in their eyes, and a strange but extremely powerful power fluctuation emanated from them.

Instantly, the bloody roar was more terrifying than the call of the ghost, and the flesh and blood The puppets were torn into pieces as soon as they met.

The Blood Queen Mary slowly landed on the ground, and the shadow spread by the bat wings covered the whole room, blocking the firelight of the fireplace, and Kaz's terrified screams followed.

With a "swish", the blood mixed with the power of the undead outlined a blood-red mark on the window, and then gradually turned into turbid black.

Red Robin retracted his gaze towards the window, he turned his head, and the other people in the room looked at him. Red Robin cleared his throat and said.

"Kaz summoned a huge monster, which should be made up of corpse fragments and bones, but the few people who broke in later also became monsters, and they tore Kaz's summons into pieces."

"The woman in the lead scratched Kaz's cheek with her claws, causing his blood to splash on the window. Kaz lost his strength almost instantly, and was subdued and taken away without resistance. "

Constantine didn't ask how Red Robin saw it. He just stared at the flames of the fireplace and said in a low voice: "No, Blood Queen Mary doesn't have such power. She can't defeat a great wizard in such a short time."

Bennett, who was standing by the door, shrugged his nose and said: "But I'm sure it's her. I smell her blood.

"What about the people who came in later?" Red Robin looked at Bennett and asked, "Are they also vampires? Do you know them?"

"Is this important?"

"Of course, if my inference is correct, they were still in human form when they came in, but soon turned into monsters that weighed at least three times as much. If this is a special ability of your blood race, then just ignore what I said."

"Absolutely not." Bennett said affirmatively: "Transforming into a monster is a skill unique to werewolves. Although blood races can transform into bats, it is not a means of attack, and it is impossible to leave monster footprints."

"If the woman you dealt with before does not have such a strong power, then the problem must be with her subordinates."

"The blood-red moon has long been a failure." Constantine frowned and said, "Then it can only be the magic sect of the blood race."

At this moment, the defeated puppet fragments scattered on the ground suddenly gathered together again under the control of a dark green filthy energy. Dark Night Master Jim pulled out the Night Blade with great vigilance and stared at the undead puppet that appeared out of thin air.

"I am the Undead Lord of the Valley of Decay, Constantine. I have lost contact with my agent. Where did you take him?"

Constantine saw a green shadow attached to the flesh puppet, the ghost fire was beating regularly in the puppet's eye sockets, and the face of the skeleton monarch was looming.

"The Blood Queen Mary took him away."

"Then go find him, Constantine, you owe me this."

"I don't owe anyone." Constantine said coldly: "I'm sorry about your daughter, but I won't work for any devil again."

"My power and Kaz's power have been cut off, but his soul cannot be taken away by anything else. Go find him and I will pay you.

Constantine sighed, turned to look at Jim and said, "I'm afraid we have to promise him that if Kaz dies at the hands of Mary, the magic world and the vampires will go to war again.

Jim clenched his hand holding the Night Blade, and he looked at the Skeleton Lord and said, "We will do this. We don't want your reward, but after that you have to take Kaz's soul away, because he sold the soul of his apprentice Bianca, an innocent young man, to the devil."

"As you wish."

After the power of the Skeleton Lord dissipated, the puppets dispersed again. Constantine picked up the lantern on the table again and said, "If the devil that Kaz contracted can't find his location, then perhaps only one person can feel his power."

"You mean the "dead man"?" Jim spit out a title.

Constantine nodded and said, "Boston should be hiding in the valley east of Greenwich. We have to find him and use his sensitivity to the power of death to find Kaz."

Bennett and Jim both nodded. They were about to turn around and walk out, but Constantine turned to look at Red Robin and said, "You have to go with us, because you are the best detective I can find."

Just as Red Robin was about to speak, Constantine interrupted him and said, "The boxing and kicking you learned from Batman are useless in the magic world. According to my rich experience, the next thing we are going to deal with is Things may not even be touched at all. Facing them, you don't even have the most basic self-protection ability. "

Red Robin wanted to refute with some indignation, but Constantine came over and said to him: "Although I can't use magic now, I can use my experience to help you choose the perfect contract object and reach a contract. You will become a good wizard."

Red Robin opened his mouth wide and said instinctively: "But Batman won't let us..."

"Batman, Batman, Batman, are you still not weaned?" Constantine deliberately provoked him.

But Red Robin was not fooled. He snorted coldly and said, "I am not Red Hood. This trick will not work on me. Batman must have his reasons for not letting us touch magic. Besides, all the magicians I have seen are miserable."

"It is up to you to try to master a power." Constantine picked up the lantern and walked out the door. He took a last look at Tim and said, "You are not a cursed person like me. It is not that you have no choice. After stepping into this river, some people will become boats that go with the flow, and some people will become stones that sink to the bottom. What you are can only be decided by yourself."

After that, he lowered his head with the lantern and walked out of Kaz's gravekeeper's hut. Red Robin clenched his fists but loosened them after a while. He picked up the cloak and walked out the door. He saw Constantine standing by the windowsill and adding kerosene to the lantern.

"Do you think you are a boat or a stone?" Red Robin asked.

"Most wizards are sinking ships. When they were young, they sailed along the torrents unimpeded, but one day they sank into the sand. I was fished out before I was completely destroyed by the ocean current.

Constantine paused for a moment, and he held the handle of the lantern and continued, "Even if it is repaired to be as good as new, the ship cannot reach the shore. It can only sail like this for a lifetime, until one day it is caught in the storm again and destroyed again."

"Then do you still want me to learn magic?"

"I said, this is your own decision. No one can force you to sign a contract, not even the devil." Constantine sighed, holding the lantern, he walked to Red Robin and said, "You are different from the other two children, and the most special thing about you is that everyone else wants to be Batman's lamb, only you want to be his savior."

"Because I am most like him. "Red Robin walked down two steps, his boots stepping on the wet soil. He looked Constantine in the eye and said, "I hope that if Batman sinks in a storm one day, I will have the power to pull him up, just like your friends pulled you up."

"When I said I would teach you magic, the excitement in your eyes could not be hidden at all. You have much greater ambitions for power than your companions." Constantine pointed out sharply: "Even greater ambitions than Batman."

"Because I want to save him, not just help him, but save him completely."

"Then magic will be your way." Constantine turned his head to look at the muddy path in the All Souls Cemetery and the gray skyline with dark clouds, and said, "Magic may be dangerous, but it is controllable, which is why I invite you to learn it. Your wisdom allows you to use this power almost perfectly through learning. "

"And other things..." Constantine lowered his eyes and said, "If you keep this ambition and greed for power, then sooner or later, they will find you like hyenas following the smell of blood, and then they will seduce you and use you until you are completely crazy."

"So what kind of magic are you going to teach me?" "Do you know what the essence of magic is?" "... Debt?"

"You are half right. The essence of magic is to owe a debt and not pay it back."

As the figures of several people disappeared into the forest at the end of the path of Wanling Cemetery, an angry and unwilling roar came from an inconspicuous box in the shadow of the corner of the gravekeeper's hut.

The light of thunder passed across the sky, illuminating the dim room. In the gap of the box, the dark reflection of the black diamond flashed.