Chapter 591 Who Is the Bat and Who Is the Cat (Part 1)
Several cats gathered together to discuss the plan. If Constantine wanted to summon the devil in the real world, these people might not agree.
Except for Clark, who thought that the devil was not a good thing, the others felt that the risk was too high, because once the devil was summoned, it might cause great damage to the real world.
But this is the 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, "What can you prove by summoning the devil?"
"In theory, the status of Morpheus, the god of dreams, is higher than all demons, or, it can't be said to be a status, it can only be said that any intelligent creature that can dream, in the dream world, can't have higher authority than the god of dreams."
"Generally speaking, demons will not come to this place. On the one hand, the god of dreams will not allow it, and on the other hand, this place is also very dangerous for them. Once they come, the god of dreams will not let them go, then they are finished, right? ”
“So, if I summon a demon here, I can verify two things. If a demon responds to the call, it means that he is not in a good brain. When I go to the real world in the future, I can use him as a reserve food.”
“If he responds to the call and successfully comes over, it means that the state of the dream god may not be very good, and the loss of control of the Thousand Cats Dream is not an accident.”
“If a demon responds, but he can't come over, it means that the dream god is not absent, so Schiller may also be safe, and we can take our time, without having to rush 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 demons, they have to line up." Constantine Cat stretched out his claws to scratch the stones in front of him, and said casually: "My status in hell is not low."
"Now. My soul has come to a strange dream, that is to say, they don't have to control my body to take my soul. As long as they take me back to hell from here, my soul will belong to him. No matter what kind of devil or demon, they will be very interested."
"You may not know that even if you want to take away the souls of ordinary people, demons must make a contract with them, or use some crooked means. It is not feasible to directly invade the earth."
"For a magician like me, they have to pay a great price to deal with me in the real world, but it is different in dreams. The mental strength of any demon is higher than that of humans, and they know this."
"They will regard this as my flaw and can't wait to divide my soul, Therefore, as long as I release the news, my summoning array will be overwhelmed. "
"But this won't work." Clark said, "Won't you be in danger? Don't you have to sacrifice your soul to sacrifice a demon? This sounds..."
Victor bumped Clark with his shoulder and said, "If I remember correctly, the guy in front of you has summoned demons at least hundreds of times. Isn't his soul still fine?"
"How did you do it?" Clark raised his voice in surprise and asked, "You didn't give someone else's soul to..."
"Of course not, how can ordinary people's souls be as tempting to them as my own soul? You can't invite any powerful guys with ordinary people's souls. It's very simple for me to do this. Although I said I would sacrifice my soul, but that was a lie to them..."
"You..." Clark was about to say that it was wrong to lie, but he thought about it. Constantine lied to the demon, and it was not easy to define the matter of lying to the demon, so he hesitated and said nothing.
"Another advantage is that if I really summon the demon, I can use his power to deal with the bat cat. Apart from other things, it is not difficult to paralyze all the surveillance and weapons on the ground. Even the weakest demon can cause a lot of trouble in the city and divert the attention of the bat cat."
Then, Batman and Victor asked some details, such as the difficulty of setting up the array and the communication problem after the demon came. After discussing for a while, they all felt that this plan could still be tried. It is very important to confirm the state of the dream god. This is related to whether their next combat style is radical or stable.
After confirming the plan, they began to implement it. Constantine's excellent professional level did not require him to spend too much time looking for those complicated materials to set up the array.
In his own words, most of the messy summoning rituals and arrays developed by humans are useless. If the demon is interested in your soul, you don't need to call him, he will call you every day to harass you.
Constantine arranged the stones into strange patterns and said, "Magic is like this. If you can use it, then you can do anything. If you can't, even if you study all the books, it's useless."
"Are you born with magic?" Batman asked, standing aside.
"Maybe, but when I found out that I could do magic, I didn't need anyone to guide me, and I didn't read any books. I learned those taboo knowledge, but at the same time..." Constantine paused. He seemed to have a lot of stories to tell, but in the end he said nothing.
Constantine fiddled with the lion for a long time, and then took some sewage from the sewer, and finally formed a strange shape. It didn't look like a magic circle, but rather a childish pattern made by children playing house.
"Okay, that's it." Constantine stepped on his paws on the ground. Victor walked up and stared at the pattern, saying, "Are you sure this is it? It looks a bit too sloppy, isn't it?"
"You don't understand. Summoning demons is not essentially based on this thing. This thing just lets the demons know that I want to make a magic circle, but the materials are limited. I have tried my best." Constantine said nonchalantly.
The others were a little speechless. It turned out that this was not a functional magic circle, but an ornamental magic circle, which was used to deal with demons. However, if it was arranged like this, wouldn't the demons who came here really feel insulted?
In any case, only Constantine was an expert in magic, and no one else knew much about this field. Since Constantine said it was okay, then it was okay.
Constantine chanted a spell, and then used one of his claws to cut the side of his palm, and got a little blood, and put it in the magic circle.
He asked the other cats to stand in the direction of several stones, and asked them to pose in various postures. After doing this, the blood in the center of the magic circle finally began to glow.
However, after glowing for a long time, no demons came out. Constantine asked the cats to stop and he walked forward to check.
Constantine, who was checking the magic circle, first showed a puzzled expression, and then his eyes shone, but just when he was about to adjust the position of the stone, the whole magic circle suddenly lit up.
A mass of black mud surged up, and then condensed into a huge demon with flaming eyes, sharp claws, and... cat ears?
Constantine was stunned. He said, "Uh, hello, this demon cat I haven't seen before... or a cat demon? You..."
Before Constantine finished speaking, the demon in cat form "wooooed" and said, "Why did you summon me?"
"Don't you know me?" Constantine asked back. The cat demon opposite was obviously stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the first question the human who summoned the demon would ask was this question.
At this time, Constantine, who was closest to the magic circle, smelled a strange smell. Constantine didn't smell what it was, but he felt it was not very good. Just when he wanted to get closer to smell it, the demon cat "whooshed" and disappeared, leaving several cats stunned on the spot.
After a moment of silence, Constantine said, "No, why do I feel a little strange?"
"That's right." Batman also noticed this. He said, "You said that the magic circle you made was just a decoration, but why did the stones seem to light up in order just now?"
"I am sure that this thing is just a decoration. How can such a stone have any magical conductivity? It is not an enchanted material. How can it glow?" Constantine walked to the center of the magic circle and carefully checked each stone, but did not find anything abnormal. It was just a small stone scattered everywhere in the sewer.
Constantine obviously thought of something. He looked at Batman, but the two of them tacitly did not speak. At this time, Batman turned around and said to the others, "You rest, I'm going to go out to investigate."
"Don't you rest?" Clark shouted, "Although I'm not very tired, we still have work to do tomorrow."
"Don't forget, the night is my home court." After Batman finished speaking, he walked into the night.
Clark's voice came from behind him: "But where are you going?? What are you going to investigate???"
Batman's voice disappeared in the darkness, and he said: "...the murder that happened in front of the bank."
After Batman left, Clark asked in confusion: "Why does he care so much about that murder?"
"Oh, I don't mean that we should stand idly by when it comes to murders. I just feel a little strange. There should be many more serious problems than that case now, right?" Clark said in confusion.
Victor was not as simple as Clark. With so many anomalies combined, he also thought of some problems. So, he turned around and said, "I'll go talk to the frozen cat. Maybe we should have a common topic."
After that, he turned around and left. Constantine shook his tail and said, "I'm here to check the magic circle. You go back to sleep first."
"How can I sleep if you are all like this?" Clark sighed and said, "Forget it. Is there no work for me to do? I think I can help."
Constantine looked up at him and said, "Go outside and find the crocodile cat. He may have some maintenance work that needs your help."
"But I mean those more useful jobs."
"No job is useless, Clark. It's not just your superpowers that can achieve your goals. You have to learn to keep a calm mind."
"Really? Okay." Clark nodded, as if he understood.
Ten minutes later, the crocodile cat stared at Clark flying in the air in amazement, and directly took down the tire he wanted.
"Oh my God! You! How can you fly???"
"Your exoskeleton... is not right? No exoskeleton can fly so flexibly. That is a skill that even 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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