Chapter 834: Satan

Diana put the mantra lasso into Oliver's hand, and asked him bluntly why Batman would go to deal with the Joker first.
But where does Oliver know why?
However, Diana didn't think so. The death knell said that Green Arrow knew it! On the contrary, she felt that Green Arrow could actually resist the effect of the mantra lasso, and that this strength grew too fast.
When she met Superman and Batman for the first time, she also asked them to seize the mantra lasso to tell the truth.
Superman said all his real name, home address, daily hobbies, dogs raised at home, and social security account.
When Batman was asked the above question, he just said: "I am Batman."
From a certain point of view, I really didn't lie...
This kind of willpower is really elusive, you know, even Green Lantern Hal, with the mantra lasso, can't counter its effect.
Diana couldn't help but glanced at Oliver. Although they are all old friends, the other party's performance is very good now, and the change is really big.
Su Ming did not solve this misunderstanding, but walked towards Constantine with a solemn expression.
Constantine was squatting on the ground on one knee, playing with a small magic circle in his cigarette, not knowing who he was communicating with.
In most cases, this scumbag is a hippie smiley, but once he gets serious, there are really few wizards in the DC world that can compete with him.
Sika is a cheap cigarette with a special pungent smell, and Su Ming squatted beside him in the smoke.
"Understand clearly?"
Constantine shrugged, did not say who his inside line was, but spit out black sputum to the side with some depression: "The Justice League always wants me to wipe their ass, but magic is not a panacea."
He completely forgot that most of the time this mutual assistance relationship was contrary to what he said.
Su Ming had no intention of correcting it and let out a puff of smoke slowly: "Does Batman know?"
"I heard the fluctuations just now, and my heart was about to jump out of my throat." Constantine stood up, smoking a cigarette with a numb expression, but looking at the frequency of his inhalation, there is obviously no solution: "Now you should To think about the multiverse, who doesn’t know."
This is the truth, the trembling just now came from the soul level, and it is estimated that the vegetative people are awakened.
"First, finish what's in front of you and get Pandora's position. I will deal with the wild laugh, and then you will help Zhenglian." Su Ming pointed in front of him with his fingers in smoke.
"Cut, I won't take the initiative to help them. At least I have to give a large sum of money and send another beauty to beg me." Zha Kang rolled his eyes.
Su Ming looked at him sympathetically: "You know, only Zatanna will be here."
".......we'll talk about it then."
Constantine's expression remained unchanged. He walked into the magic circle and began to drag the body of the seven deadly sins, stacking the coma and the sleeping demon together, and then placing the gluttony with roast lamb in his mouth on top.
Then he changed sacrifices, reformed the circle a bit and began to chant spells, and his summoning spells were not released fast.
I don’t know if I’m drinking too much. His spell sounds like a big tongue. For an art that requires precision, it is estimated that only Constantine can use it like this.
Yes, his summoning spell is an alternative, as long as it is linked to the plane of and the message reaches the ears of the target.
‘I, Constantine, come and bite me! ’
It's as simple as that. As long as he shows his identity, it doesn't matter what other harassing language says, and the target demon will naturally come out and try to cut him off.
It is also for this reason that Constantine's summoning circle has a back hand, and it may be surrounded by a purple light circle, or it may be a reverse teleportation circle.
But now it sounds like Konstantin's trash talk is long enough. After nearly half a minute, no similar syllables have appeared.
And as the flames rose in the circle, the demon that appeared did not exceed Su Ming's expectations.
The old man with his feet covered in black mud, holding a civilization stick in his hands, and a smiling face stood in the magic circle following the flames.
Black water, like smoke, flowed out of his trouser legs, instantly submerging the magic circle, and the magic circle made of blood on the ground was destroyed after a few sparks sprayed out.
The old man tilted his head, a trace of ridicule flashed in his dark eyes.
"Tsk tusk, isn't this the of gamblers Constantine? What's wrong? Did you miss my lofty character so soon?"
Constantine sighed. If he could, he really didn't want to contact Satan. This old guy is definitely not so harmless as it seems.
In the past, if it wasn't for his own cleverness, his soul wouldn't know how many times he had been taken away by the other party.
But now and then, Maggie Ken and Izanami are not familiar with him, and he doesn't want to find a different dimension demon king like Sannomiya or Neilong. After thinking about it, the most suitable thing is really only Satan.
Constantine waved his hand with a smile on his face: "It's just that luck happened to be on my side."
"It's okay. At that time, I noticed that you are a thousand years old, and if I didn't break through you, it means I am happy to see it." Satan gently raised his hand and swayed it. There are wrinkles on the old skin, and he steps forward. To the two: "The more frauds you make, the more valuable your soul will be. I can wait."
"If you use me as a tonic, you probably won't be able to eat it in your mouth. I'm going to go to heaven after death." Constantine smiled indifferently.
Satan still smiled and shook his head, looking at him with a certain expression: "Now heaven has become a stinking ditch. Crazy angels will not let you take pictures. The multiverse still has a lifespan of up to one month. , Are you ready for your last words?"
"The heir to the inheritance is definitely not you." Constantine raised an eyebrow and spit out a puff of smoke: "But it sounds like you have found a way out?"
Satan stood in front of the two of them, raised his head and looked at Constantine with a smile: "Ah, this is a trade secret, but you are right, I have a way out."
Constantine looked straight at him, his smile gradually reduced: "Wu Guanghai, right?"
Satan just laughed without saying a word, and took a deep look at Constantine.
When he mentioned this, he naturally didn't want Constantine to bury the multiverse in a foolish manner. This so bad soul could only belong to him.
If you want to escape the reshaping of the multiverse level, there are only a few places that can be done, such as heaven, such as the sea of ​​no light, such as the plane of speed.
Other places, including spiritual and hell, pocket dimensions and sub-planes, will be completely destroyed.
As long as Constantine survives, then in the new universe, Satan can make a smooth comeback as long as he acquires his soul. This is a fixed deposit.
Even if he couldn't get his soul, Constantine would pit his so-called "friends" to death and give out their souls. The long water flow is not bad.
So when the world is very likely to restart, it is more in the interest of Satan to let Constantine live with an extremely dirty soul, and he doesn't mind giving this mortal a little hint.
So Satan turned his gaze to Su Ming. He was not deceived by Zorro's appearance, but directly recognized the death knell. He smiled and said without a smile: "You are here, young man, I was very uncomfortable last time. You take care of it."
"Please put my account on his head." Su Ming flipped his hand and pointed at Zha Kang next to him: "He taught me last time."
"Hey!" Constantine interrupted helplessly. Although he was in debt, carrying the pot was not the content of the transaction.
Satan was still not fooled. He smiled and shook his head slightly: "My men have been observing you these days. You are very interesting. But when the multiverse is destroyed, the big man you sent to will definitely die. Then, I will come to you with the contract."
"Who is right, maybe before the destruction of the multiverse, I will be wiped out." Su Ming shrugged with a smile.
When Barbatos invaded last time, the ravager was thrown by Su Ming to Satan. He should be in his now, and Satan has not given up trying to kill him.
Satan didn't intend to fight for the advantage of his tongue. He just nodded to show that he knew, and then looked at Constantine again, not looking at the Green Arrow and Wonder Woman not far away.
Their souls are too noble and worthless to demons.
"Okay, scum, call me when my business is at its best, not for dinner, right?"
"Of course, I want to talk about a deal." Constantine pointed to the seven sins to one side, holding his arms confidently: "You help me get Pandora, I will trade these seven for you, you have made a lot of money."
Satan smiled and showed his mouth full of fangs. He raised his hand and touched the silver thread on his head: "One exchange for seven is indeed a good deal, but what use do I want these seven wastes? They don't have their own territory. Outdated and ignorant, although it represents the original evil in the world, it is of no value to me."
Today's demons are all playing the soul bargaining system, they pay attention to buying and selling and business, just like merchants.
The original demons are more like monsters formed by concepts. They don't want souls, but emotions or thoughts, which are more difficult to measure.
In addition to providing some meat, Satan does not see the value of the seven deadly sins.
Constantine threw his cigarette out and smiled. He knew it was time to show his sales skills.
"It is true, but they have another value. The seven deadly sins each represent an emotion~EbookFREE.me~ Do you know what the seven colors represent? There are some things that we humans cannot do, but you are a veteran demon. can do."
Satan didn't change his face, and was silent for a moment: "Not enough."
"Don't be too greedy, I don't have to do business with you." Constantine folded his arms.
"But you found me first, and I'm not so easy to send." Satan also smiled, but the black mud had begun to spread rapidly.
Constantine didn't lie at all. If Satan could rob, then he is not Satan.
Transaction is the rules that Satan abides by. Even if the transaction is concluded by any means, the subject is still the transaction.
Zha Kang clasped his nostrils, flicked a piece of booger with his fingers, and rubbed his hand on the windbreaker: "Then I will send you a news to add to it, and there will be many people in Gotham City in despair."
Satan squinted his eyes and showed a weird smile. He looked up and down as if looking at Zha Kang, his smile getting bigger and bigger.
"Deal."