Chapter 1496 C: Twilight Event (Part 2)

The pale Zatanna was pushed to the ground. Mary walked up to her, made a cut on her face with sharp nails, and then put her fingertips into her mouth, tasting the taste of blood.

"This stupid girl fell into our trap. She listened to her uncle's lies and teleported directly to the family headquarters, falling into our trap."

Constantine's eyes fell on the inside of Zatanna's right arm. There was a blood-red rune there, which was a control magic commonly used by the vampires. The anger in his heart was burning.

He knew that Zatanna's weak relatives must have betrayed her, and they must have told the vampires about Zatanna's weakness - irony magic requires words and gestures, and once she can't sing out loud, there will be no resistance. force.

The vampires sealed her voice with runes so they could capture her. Constantine took a deep breath, looked at Mary and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Mr. Constantine, I have heard of you for a long time." Mary took another step forward, but Bennett stood up and shouted sternly: "Mary, let that little girl go, the grudge between us should not involve innocent people! "

Mary sneered, glanced at Bennett with her blood-red eyes, and stopped looking at him. Instead, she stared at Constantine and said, "I did go to find my stupid husband before, but I He is looking for you, and he knows your whereabouts, John Constantine."

"This is really strange." Constantine looked at her coldly, took out a cigarette from his arms, put it in his mouth and lit it. After exhaling a puff of smoke, he said: "Others are afraid of avoiding me, but you want to take the initiative to find me." Me, now that you have found me, tell me, what are you going to do? "

"This little girl is very important to you, so let's make an exchange. Use you in exchange for her."

Dark Night Master Jim's eyes widened. He lowered his voice and said to Bennett next to him: "Is there something wrong with this woman's mind? Why does she want Constantine?"

"Mary has already gone crazy." Bennett also lowered his voice and replied.

Mary took two more steps forward. She was almost in front of Constantine. She stretched out her bloody nails and gently lifted Constantine's chin, and said: "The soul full of sin has been saved long ago, and now Young, surging, and full of vitality, you are the sacrifice that the ancestors wanted, Constantine, and you should be proud of it.”

"Let her go." Constantine glanced at Zatanna and said in a low tone: "No matter what you want to do, I will go with you and let Zatanna go."

Zatanna was stunned, but completely speechless. The Master of the Night looked at Constantine and said, "Don't listen to her nonsense!"

Mary wanted to say something else, but Constantine said categorically: "Ask your subordinates to release Miss Zatanna. I will not follow you until I see her safe. Otherwise, you will have to talk to the Night Master in the Forgotten Bar. Even the whole Maya got into a fight."

Seeing his resolute look, Mary showed a trace of thinking. She seemed to be weighing the pros and cons, but after a while, she still pressed one hand on Constantine's body, then turned to her subordinates and said: " Let her go."

The two strong vampires let go of their hands. Bennett turned into a bat and pulled Zatanna over. The Dark Master firmly protected her behind him and raised his night blade to attack Mary.

But the next second, the thick blood mist dissipated, and Mary and the vampires in the bar disappeared in an instant. Bennett used his own power to dispel the runes on Zatanna's arm, and Zatanna immediately cried. stand up.

"He is right...I will kill everyone...all...my friends, my relatives, this is the price I have to pay!"

"Zatanna, Zatanna, wake up!" Dark Night Master Jim stepped forward and shook Zatanna and said: "Your magical talent is not restricted by demons. You have to cheer up, so that we can save the entire magical world. !”

Zatanna shook her head with a pale face, closed her eyes in pain and said, "We are all wrong. Blind arrogance in the magic world will eventually lead to destruction, just like me."

"Za, what's wrong with you?" Jim knelt down, looked directly into Zatanna's eyes and said, "You're not like this usually. John was taken away, you have to find a way to save him!"

Zatanna's hands on the ground slowly clenched into fists, and she recalled the scene in her mind when she was walking on a rainy night in Gotham before teleporting back to London.

The box of her cello did not contain the usual magic props, but instead contained stacks of research information, or chemical information for a certain toxin formula.

It was found by Zatanna in Jonathan Crane's laboratory at Arkham Asylum, after she had injured and almost killed him with her irony magic two days ago.

In the process of dealing with Crane, Zatanna gradually realized that something was wrong with him. She discovered that this knowledgeable professor of chemistry and psychology was not as gentle as he appeared.

Curiosity is the best teacher. Zatanna learned the skills of detective without any teacher. In other words, her too convenient irony magic provided her with a lot of help. She found out without much effort. The reason why Jonathan Crane was admitted to hospital in the first place.

He single-handedly caused the disappearance of people in the Mawson neighborhood and killed more than forty innocent people.

An angry Zatanna rushed into Jonathan's office at Arkham Psychiatric Hospital and wounded him, but Jonathan smiled and said to her: "This is the price to pay for saving Gotham."

Mrs. Miller rushed in and took Jonathan away. Feeling betrayed, Zatanna stayed awake all night, thinking about what Jonathan had said to her.

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In the end, she was still driven by emotion and returned to Jonathan's laboratory two days later to find out what the price he was talking about was.

She found countless materials related to human experiments in Jonathan's laboratory. Jonathan tested his chemical formula on living people and finally prepared a toxin that could be added to Gotham's rainwater to drive people crazy.

But it was not a poison, but an antidote.

In Jonathan's manuscript, Zatanna learned that there was a toxin in Gotham's rainwater that would slowly erode the human body, not just the human body, but also animals and plants, and make them crazy.

After the antidote prepared by Jonathan is added to the water cycle of Gotham, it will make all people and animals affected by the toxin go crazy immediately, but it can force out the rainwater toxins in their bodies and even produce antibodies, so that they will no longer be troubled by the toxins.

Yes, this is exactly the trap that Jonathan made for Batman. He wanted Batman to mistakenly think that he was poisoning, and then find out the truth that he was actually saving Gotham, but unfortunately, at that time, Batman had just returned from hell and said thank you to him.

The Gotham villain who couldn't keep up with the version finally found another hero who couldn't keep up with the version. The trap set by Jonathan failed to trap Batman, but it shocked Zatanna greatly.

Zatanna didn't think Jonathan was completely innocent, nor did she think that the people of Gotham deserved to be experimental subjects, but what Jonathan did made her start to think about which was more important, the process or the result.

Is it wrong for Jonathan to use despicable means to achieve a great goal? Is it right for me to hurt people regardless of justice?

The problems that once troubled Batman also began to trouble Zatanna, but the difference was that Zatanna's luck was a little worse. The vampires had long been eyeing this extremely special girl of destiny, invaded Zatanna's family residence, used her relatives to trick her back and captured her.

Zatanna was already stimulated, and then she was betrayed by her relatives, and then Constantine was taken away because of her. Schiller at least gave Batman a few days to think about it. Zatanna was hit by such a strong combination of punches in such a short time, and now she is on the verge of collapse.

Just as Jim and others were busy comforting Zatanna, Red Robin walked behind the counter alone and took out a small display screen from the inner pocket of his coat.

The pattern on the screen shook for a while, and then a dim room appeared. Lilith asked in Red Robin's mind: "What are you doing?"

"Times have changed." Red Robin shook the display screen in his hand and said: "I guess the female vampire from the 16th century and the older vampire ancestor probably don't even know what a tracking device is."

"You put a monitor on your teacher?" Lilith's tone always contained a hint of laughter.

"More than that, each of them has more than one set of monitoring equipment, hidden in three levels. Even if they are stripped naked, there are nano-level monitors and positioning devices hidden in their hair."

As he spoke, Red Robin, who was squatting, sat on the ground, leaning his back against the wall of the bar and began to operate the display screen in his hand, muttering to himself in a low voice: "Let me see... It seems that their base camp is in Plymouth. They went back there again. Oh, is this Cain?"

Red Robin's eyes focused on the screen of the monitor, and from the perspective of the monitoring equipment hidden in Constantine, a man in a dress with blood mist all over his body slowly fell in the center of the room.

A head of long black hair fluttered behind his head, and his blood-red eyes were full of coldness and cruelty. His every move was a noble and elegant demeanor, and the demon lord blood clan crawling at his feet shouted his name-"Ancestor Cain!"

"What's going on? Shouldn't you be the ancestor of vampires?" Red Robin asked Lilith in his heart.

"It's a long story." Lilith sighed and said, "He and I share the same blood. When he fell to the center of the Red Sea, I gave him my blood and the method to control blood. His descendants inherited the blood and magic and became the vampires of today."

"In other words, he stole your position as the ancestor?"

"Your method of sowing discord is too low, boy. Besides, this is not a nice title. If he likes it, take it."

Red Robin fell silent. He continued to stare at the screen of the display. At this time, Constantine had been thrown in front of Cain.

Constantine climbed up from the ground with some effort, but he did not stand up. Instead, he sat down on the spot. He trembled and took out a cigarette from his arms, took a puff and blew out a smoke ring.

He didn't even look at Cain, smoking his cigarette by himself, and said in a hoarse voice.

"I knew you would settle accounts with me. Come on, Cain, suck my blood and avenge me for digging your grave more than a hundred times a year to collect spellcasting materials."