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Chapter 175 The terrible price

"I don't think it's good!" Constantine wandered in the magic secret room and said uneasy: "I seem to have been plotted..."

"Hey... don't say what you said like an innocent victim. This thing was not given to you by the child!" Zatanna was only wearing a sports vest and floating cross-legged in the air. A glowing crystal ball hovered in front of her. She turned her back to Constantine without looking back, but just sneered.

"I cheated things from him... but he was definitely intentionally induced by someone. That person knew I couldn't stand this temptation... He took advantage of my weakness!"

"What weakness did you take advantage of?" Zatanna said disdainfully: "Are you despicable and shameless?"

"Crystal Water, it's not shown here!" The magic spell that Zatanna is used to is an antonym magic. In short, it is to pronounce the words in reverse, which many people think is evil. Some devout Christians still believe that the devil's blasphemy spell is to recite the words in the Bible in reverse... and the pastor can exorcise the demons by chanting them in a straightforward manner.

God Chen scoffed at this strange and religious idea.

When Chen Ang was a great arcane, the magic he learned was also the science of the magic world, such as arcane theory. To summarize and understand the laws, arcane is just an objective understanding of the magic world. He always feels that using someone's classics in reverse, or being chaotic and irregular, is actually a magical art that is like entering instructions to a computer.

These rules of the magic world are like a person entering Chinese characters into a computer and then implementing various magical functions, and thinking that Chinese characters have magic power.

In the end, the laws of the world itself are at work.

The so-called antonyms, so-called prayers, and so-called symbols of magic are all people who master the fundamental laws of the world, master arcane and science, and then they use these rules, compile them into ‘programs’, and provide them to those idiots for use.

Why does Chen Ang believe in this so firmly

The second prophet asked for access to the super intelligent brain that was supposedly created by the prophet and could replace them. Looking at the rune registration ID that kept passing through it, Zatanna requested another visit!

"Let me see what request she made this time."

"Oh! It turns out that we are predicting the future! Prophet Zero, blur the future she wants to know by 80% and send it to her!"

Every day, the Prophet No. 0 of the Three Prophets System, a prophet who gathers the intelligence brains of the three prophets' abilities, creates a "program" to manage the world through the "three prophets", and handles requests initiated by thousands of magicians. Generally, they will approve them, and then the Prophet No. 0 arranges the magicians to pay the "price".

It's their destiny!

The Three Prophets System will arrange all the magicians clearly...

The Third Prophet, far away in London, intercepted a part of the request, and she added something to the reply Zatanna received and then resumed sending.

Zatanna just felt that today's prophecy was delayed a little, and then she saw the future scene appearing on the crystal ball... One by one, a blurry and unknown scene was displayed in front of her. She saw a spider weaving a net in the dark, the net enveloping the whole world, and all the heroes struggled in the net.

But the spider himself was also trapped in the web...

She saw a war that tore the whole world apart, and saw three shadows standing under endless light that were hard to see.

Zatanna woke up in a panic…

Constantine pulled out a cigarette, held it in her hand but did not light it. She looked at Zatanna, who was terrified on her face when she woke up from meditation, and said, "It seems that you are divining in depth... Is this so troublesome?"

Zatanna put on her clothes and said viciously: "It's much more troublesome than you think... I saw a war that could tear the whole world apart, and there were three people standing on it... I think that was a prophet. For your thing... it would be bloody. I'm now like urging you to throw that thing away."

"Impossible..." Constantine lit a cigarette: "That thing is like a rope. When you hold it on the shore, it will be pulled into the vortex. If you throw it away in the vortex, it is equivalent to giving up the last life-saving straw. Xiaona, I'm familiar with this situation... Now we are deeply trapped in it, and it is our biggest bargaining chip."

"After the betting starts, every chip cannot be given up."

"Even if it's usury loan from the devil!"

Constantine put on the yellow windbreaker and turned to Zatanna and said, "Now, we need to use this chip to strengthen our strength. Now we need strength, even if we trade with the devil."

"At least we must crack the protection spell on the artifact!" Zatanna had not given up reversing time and went to find her father's idea. She bit her lip and said, "The wizard who imposed that protection spell is too powerful! Perhaps only the ghost can unlock the spell..."

The ghost is the most powerful vengeful spirit created by God... Zatanna didn't know why it came to the world, it was said that several of his companions fell. So the ghost came to earth and punished them on behalf of God.

"No need..." Constantine's idea was different from that of ordinary people: "Most of the power of this protective spell is still used to bind the magic source. It is not easy for us to pry it open, but if we change our thinking, it will be not difficult to smash it open!"

"Destroy the protection spell and release the magic source?" Zatanna said in shock: "Are you crazy? We all know how powerful and difficult that magic source is. It is a miracle that can bind it stably and use it. For magicians, the value of the protection spell is more than the magic source. You actually want to destroy it... The magic source released will be violently unable to restore the function of the artifact."

"If we need it as a weapon, then an uncontrolled and powerful magic source is better than an unusable waste!" Constantine said solemnly.

"Of course, it's not that level yet." Although Constantine said this, his eyes were already looking at an extremely hard walnut... he was wondering where to start and smash it open!

With one hand, Zhatanna glared at him angrily and said, "Don't think of doing this. I'd rather hand over a treasure like this... I'll keep this thing first."

"Who are you going to cheat now?" Zatanna said sarcastically: "I think about it, Constantine has three treasures: lies, magic, good friend. You seem to have another friend missing now. I count it, it seems that no one can cheat you."

Constantine's face twitched, and it was obvious that Zatanna hit his wound again. It must be said that although Zakang was really hard to cheat his friends, he treated every friend sincerely, and could even die for him when necessary. But he knew how to sacrifice. Whether it was himself or a friend, he would be really sad and guilty every time he lost a friend. Because of this, he could make a few sincere friends after having a lot of bad deeds in cheating his friends.

But... it's really not much. His friends' production and consumption speed is disproportionate, which is really not enough.

"This time we went to meet the despicable, bloodiest and terrifying person in Manhattan, but in fact it was just a third-rate voodoo warlock who led a group of brutal street gangsters... He was a smart man and should have felt something. I'll see if I could get some good things from him."

"As I specifically warned him that the trouble came."

"Every time he is troubled to come to him, I will take the initiative to help him get away. I am such a great person, and for him, a real great person."

Zatanna already understood: "Midnight Daddy?"

"I remember he was still looking for you, and you seemed to have stole his stuff again!"

Constantine touched her pocket: "Did you bring the reverse talisman? Give me one first... It's time to pay some 'price'!"

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The third prophet watched the two dogs and women embarked on the journey in the dark. She twitched her nose twice. Her small nose was shaky, giving her a hint of vicious feeling. She curled her lips disdainfully: "Yo! Sour smell..."

Then he smashed Constantine's "cost" toward sexual orientation a little.
Chapter completed!
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