Chapter 699: Find a teacher

"Why not, San Fernando may also have talent in it, you know the crisis facing the earth." Thea stared at Miss Secretary, who was one of the few people in the group who knew that evil forces would invade.
Later, the young lady thought again, "In order not to damage my reputation as a superhero, let this matter be done in the name of President Felicity Smock. This guy didn't know to run with Ray Palmer Play now. "
Even though she helped Luther handle countless troubles, Miss Secretary still felt that the note in her hand weighed more than a thousand pounds, and her steps were a bit futile.
Handing over the big troubles, the young lady was refreshing for a while, but she still needed to figure out the training issues.
As the of literature and art, her artistic attributes have reached full value directly. Diana has already said (to be precise last night) that she now has a deep artistic charm with a smile.
But asking her to teach the actors, singers, and artists she had no time, and Thea couldn't bring a bard from the New Protoss to teach on the spot.
She had only trained a teacher from the existing mages on the earth. The selection problem was a bit difficult. After all, their own mage was well trained, and the transfer to a bard was a bit pitted, and several subordinates were directly let go.
It is not enough to just change jobs. This person must have an aura and can hold a lot of stars. The most important thing is to be thick-skinned and not care about worldly criticism.
Alas, it seems that such a person is suitable!
With a simple divination spell, Thea quickly found her target, Constantine! The nickname is Zang Kang. He is thick-skinned, strong, and has brains and minds. The most important thing is that this guy has a big picture even if he looks dangling.
His left hand lightly snapped his fingers, the azure brilliance flashed, and Constantine flashed two lights on his body thousands of miles away from the metropolis. Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, his care and caution did not persist for another second.
It's almost the same as Miss Ghost's random teleportation. She teleports these ordinary mages without much effort.
Constantine's response was swift. He glanced quickly at the surrounding environment. When he saw Thea, his expression was a little annoyed, but he concealed quickly and covered his mind with extremely exaggerated British court actions.
"Oh, Her Majesty the Queen, don't know what is your purpose in calling the minister?"
Thea ignored his blame, and said heavyly, "John Constantine, do you know that the calamity is coming? ..."
As a cliché, she can't remember how many times she told the story of Duckside with others.
There was a perfunctory smile on Constantine's face, and Thea continued to say, "I know your purpose, magic to magic, worldly to worldly, but Constantine, in the presence of the evil lord, has no magic and With worldly boundaries, your magical attainments are good. They can even be regarded as the top level in the world, but they are just strong ants in front of that evil. "
"Hey." Constantine lowered his head and chuckled, using magic to make a dirty chair, and sinking his straight up.
"Your words are unknown, and the context is not fully explained. So why are the bad guys staring at the earth? Are you or you? Are you attracted by the superheroes who are struggling?"
Thea avoided talking about "Don't make my office dirty." She breathed a sigh of relief, no casting, no chanting, just a breeze, and restored Constantine's chair to its most primitive magic.
The two's understanding of magic was completely different. Constantine put away his hippie smiley, took out a knife in his left hand, and quickly stroked to his right.
Unfortunately, no matter how fast he moves, he can't exceed the limits of ordinary people. In the eyes of Thea, it is almost the same as slow motion.
"Blood sacrifice? You really don't want to stain my office, okay, let's change places." She didn't want her office to leave a large blood stain, and it looked dirty. A direct teleportation brought Constantine to the New World.
"Okay, there is very little water here. If you want to water the ground, you can start." Thea spread her hands and motioned to the other party to start your performance.
Constantine was not a fool, and he was reluctant to bleed blood for no use.
He didn't have a good way to face Thea's teleportation. No matter how much he mastered his skills, his quality was not enough.
The lag of transmission was quickly eliminated, and as usual, he looked at the surrounding environment and immediately noticed the question "magic here?"
Prepared for his keen Thea.
"I want to say that this continent was developed by magic. Most of you don't believe it, and I don't need to prove anything like you. I just want to say that the magical era of humankind is coming back, whether you support it or not."
Opened up with magic? Constantine's first reaction was unbelief. Even with the observation of spells in this continent, he could not see the edge at a glance. He did not feel that there was such a big gap between him and the other party. This was not magic!
Take out a cigarette with no brand name and point it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Take a sip, squeeze your forehead with your left hand, and you will be connected in less than a minute. "What the do you want me to do? Your superhero hit I don't want to participate in bad things. "
Thea sorted out her various ideas about bards, training methods, and spells from low to high, and threw them into a ball of light to Constantine. Of course, the high-level spells of bard poets like this are a middle-level degree.
Thanks to his reputation as a superhero, Constantine hesitated a little bit, and went deeper into his spirit.
Bard's low-level spells are not in his eyes. He just feels that this method of using magical sounds to release spells is a bit like a word spirit. But in front of several bard's advanced spells, he finally discolored, and these spells could not be cast.
Under the appearance of laughter and scolding, Constantine is an awe-informed person. The more such a person can see the value of this ball of light, Thea not only describes the effect of the casting process in detail, but also performs at her own height. It must be simplified.
If a few high-level magics give him time to research, even if he doesn't use those singing methods, he feels that he can cast them. But the idea is priceless. Many scientific studies are poor. Just a brief glance at Constantine felt that many problems that had troubled him for a long time seemed to find a new solution.
But he was even more puzzled now. What was Diya doing to give herself this knowledge? When he had a question, he chose to directly ask, "Your knowledge is a hundred times better than mine. Enemies you can't beat are useless to pull me. What can I help you with?"
Constantine really didn't think he could help. The other party wanted money, money, and power. Today, his only advantage is that he is a hundred times stronger than himself.
You ca n’t just follow my profession as a private detective, who do you want to investigate?