Chapter 310: 21. Hand-held things --- for the rewarding brothers to add more [9/20]

"Bang"
The old chief of the New York Police Department was awakened from a sleep by a phone call before he even went to work. For the elderly, this experience is definitely not good, and the news on the phone made him feel angry and depressed. Suddenly surging towards the head.
One night! Just one night!
A total of 27 murder arson cases! Scattered in different places in New York City, it seems like the fierce criminals have arranged a time to act together, hell!
"Waste! Waste! All TM is waste!"
The shouting of the old director came from the office, like an old lion who was completely irritated, shouting at his opponents who trampled on his territory, but it was useless... if the roar can solve the problem The world has long been peaceful.
Seeing that the old man’s anger would be overwhelmed, the Sheriff of the New York Police Department dared to persuade him. He was not worried that his boss would vent his anger on himself. After all, the old man would retire next month. What is really worrying is that these stunned bad news will irritate his boss directly heart attack.
But when he stood up, he saw a lady in a black coat and her head crossed walking straight into the secretary’s office. After a while, the old man who was shouting suddenly became quiet. Black sunglasses, wearing a black suit, a person with black and white skin walked in the police station. The young black man held up something, adjusted it in his hand, and then made a loud whistle.
When everyone turned their eyes to him, the black man smiled,
"Yes, that's it. Last night's news made everyone very uncomfortable, right? Rest assured, this trouble will be resolved soon, come, everyone look here!"
"Uh!"
On the other side, Cyber ​​who was busy all night was wearing pajamas, sitting on the sofa in the living room, monitoring his loot, and a circle of people surrounded him. These guys had just finished their breakfast, after the necessary work was finally busy , They can also relax.
"I said, is that clown really okay? And this soul crystal, can it really save the soul?"
Remy Loeb looked curiously at the crystal with a beautiful purple light shining in Lily's hand. It was slender, like the ice cone crystal in winter, and it looked very beautiful.
Faced with his doubts, Cyber ​​yawned,
"This stuff was taken directly from Kama Taj. If it wasn’t too crazy for this time, Gu Yi would not give them to me. As for the resurrection, of course, as long as the body is intact, the soul is not damaged. , Can be resurrected through mysterious ceremonies, but the souls of these brothers who died in the process of resurrection will partly escape, making their souls weak... this weakness will continue until the end of their lives."
Yuriko glanced at his ignorant boyfriend, sighed, and explained,
"They will not be able to fight as warriors in the future. They will live like ordinary people with weak bodies. Their resistance to mysterious forces will be weaker, but they have already died once and are reborn at the cost of damaging their souls. It's something."
"The devil gang feeds them! We will not forget the brothers who made sacrifices for us..."
Cyber ​​knocked on the table and turned to Yuriko. "You take Lewis and Cooper back to Gotham as quickly as possible. Robin will go back with you. I may need to stay here for a few days."
The crowd led away, leaving only Siber and Sergey, and Siber looked around and lowered his voice,
"The scroll was not found?"
Sergey shook his head ugly, "We almost digged the ground three feet, but no... only found the midnight collection and an amazing number of precious metals and magic materials, but only the scroll you said... . He should hide it somewhere else."
"call..."
Cyber ​​took a deep breath. He rubbed his forehead and finally waved his hand. "Forget it, it's gone. It's not a big problem. Constantine? How did he escape?"
Speaking of the name, Sergey's face was even more ugly. He took a broken chain from his arms and handed it to Cyber. There was a clear trace of flame burning on it. Sergey said,
"If this flame is not his own call, then it was after we left last night that someone broke into the villa, but I asked the brother who stayed last night, and also watched the monitoring, no... no one has entered here , The surveillance in Constantine’s room was broken and could not be read.

Speaking, Sergey clenched his fists and smashed it the table, and jumped on the table.
"This is like a mouse! It ran away with little attention! Hell!"
Cyber's expression changed a bit, but in the end he calmed down. He reached out and picked up a quaint bone dagger he visited on the table, and while playing, said,
"It's okay to run away. It's a troubled autumn. Let him run for a while and wait for things to ease, and some time to clean up him!"
"That Kevin..."
"I care about Kevin, don't worry..."
Cyber ​​reached out and picked up a cigar. "It's not just Constantine who can summon the devil. Without him, will the world stop? There will always be a solution. As long as there is hope, everything is fine. "
Sergey breathed a sigh of relief. He nodded, reaching for a tomahawk made entirely of bones and spine and some special metals under the table, and shook it in his hand.
"In other words, the collection at midnight is still very good, so that our barren magical goods warehouse is instantly enriched...Yes, boss, at 8 o'clock this morning, all kinds of transportation leaving New York are full."
Sergey smiled, he scratched his big bald head, "Those poor are terrified!"
"Humph"
The cigar in Cyber's mouth ignited automatically. He exhaled a mellow smoke and said disdainfully, "It's just a bunch of greed and fear of death. The dragons are headless and in a panic, like a beast forced into desperation, without a head. Under the leadership of the beast, they can't even threaten it! To clean up one last time tonight, this ghost place in New York is really annoying!
"After 3 days... let's go home!"
In the personal room of Kama Taj’s New York Sanctuary, Master Hognes, who was in deep night meditation, felt the magic change outside the room. He opened his eyes, waved his hand, and the door behind him opened gently. Strange walked in with a light breakfast. It was three slices of white bread, a cup of water and a plate of honey. The only luxury was the two perfectly cooked steaks, and finally a small string of carefully washed Grapes.
It is not rich, but it can definitely raise people's appetite. This is how Hognes has maintained the eating habits for nearly 300 years and has never changed.
From this point of view, the old mage with bad temper is actually a nostalgic person.
"Thank you, Master Strange."
Hognes nodded politely to Strange. He reached for the tablecloth, wrapped it around his neck, picked up the knife and fork, and glanced at Strange. The meaning was obvious.
"I'm going to eat, please leave."
In the past, Master Magnus did not need to do this action, and Strange would take the initiative to walk away, but today is not the same. The young Doctor Strange hesitated for a moment and said,
"Master Hogness, something happened in New York City last night. I think I need to inform you."
The old mage frowned, he waved his hand,
"I will wait until I finish breakfast."
"Yes."
Strange leaned over slightly and turned away from this unusually decorated room, as if he had stepped into the modern era from the old Middle Ages. This visual contrast made Strange unable to bear it. Rubbing his forehead, his magic float cloak helped him rub his shoulders very spiritually. This magical item, said to have been made by the ancient Archmage, had a simple wit, and Strange could even communicate with it.
He was sitting in a chair outside Hognes’s room, waiting patiently for the old mage. Last night’s things were not too serious, because Cyber ​​himself had become a kind of Strange with Supreme Master The agreement was not clear. He came to New York with a murderous mission. A massacre against mixed races will not make Strange feel sad.
It was another thing that really made him restless.
Fifteen minutes later, after eating and drinking, the well-cultivated Hognes leaned on his wind-blown flame crystal staff and followed Strange to the basement of the sanctuary, which was a permanent portal. It is possible to achieve a quick connection between the sanctuary and Karma Taj in a critical state, but now, there is a strange phenomenon in this portal.
It looks like it has been tampered with. It was originally a golden rotating light, and now it has become a gray color. It is still shining, but only from the color of the light can you feel the deepness. Unknown.
"With my knowledge of space science, I have no idea why this kind of situation will happen to the portals that are used in this emergency."
Strange's expression was serious, and the expression of Archmage Hognes was already somber,
"This means that the originally separated dimensions are changing. Children, the earth is special because it is sandwiched in the center of all dimensions. If you want to go to heaven from hell, you must pass the earth and go to Asgard from the kingdom of the dead. The same is true, so within this system, the dimension of the earth should be the most stable, but now, it has changed..."
Hognes pondered for a moment, waved his hand, and a curtain of flame closed the portal in front of him,
"It's harmless, at least it's harmless now, but it's best not to use it hastily... in the case of dimensional changes, no one knows where it will send you...to the card Can Ma Taj’s teleportation still work?"
Strange nodded,
"I just came back from Kama Taj, everything is normal, except for this portal...yeah, Master Hognes, you probably don’t know yet, all the hybrids in Cyberjaya last night ..."
"I know! Child..."
Hognes glanced at the strangling Strange, and coughed softly, "I don't mean I fell asleep when I meditated. I know everything that happened in this city last night... Cyber ​​Hawk, Cunning and cold, with tyrannical power but not lost, such a guy, in our time, will definitely become the best and most dangerous demon hunter...know? Strange, I will start now I kind of like that reckless bastard."
The old mage touched his beard, a flash of relief flashed in his eyes,
"Master Gu Yi finally chose this most effective method. I want to say that she should have done it as early as 200 years ago. Her concessions were regarded as weak by those gods. This time, Cyber ​​did very well. Okay, they killed their sharpness...yeah, I asked you to find something, did you find it?"
Strange nodded and walked out of the basement behind Hognes,
"The seven magical objects that have been active recently have all been monitored, but last night, we discovered the eighth object. Its magical vibration frequency is very active, but it seems to be moving and difficult to lock."
"Oh? The eighth singularity? It's really rare... Can you confirm the identity of this singularity?"
"Uh... according to the comparison between the frequency of magic we observed and "The Book of Everything", it should be the legendary spear that was contaminated with the blood of the Son of God...Yes, it is the gun of Longinus."