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Poor situation

"Raven ran away?"

In Carlos's eyes, Raven must be on the side of justice, otherwise they will all be finished.

The Three Palace Demons are multiverse-level monsters. Carlos can't beat them.

"Why did she run away?" Harry frowned, he could feel the powerful dark magic in that girl.

Completely different from Obscurus, it is a higher level of dark power.

(Note: In order to escape bad luck, young wizards will suppress their magical power. However, due to lack of guidance, they have not learned to harness and control their power, so they have derived the parasite-the dark magical power Obscurus. This is a An extremely unstable and uncontrollable black magic that moves extremely fast and will break away from its host and then attack others. In the historical records of wizards, there is no case that proves that the Obscurus can live longer than 10 years old.)

Much stronger than his former enemy Voldemort.

Carlos would definitely scoff if he heard this, Voldemort? You take a trash that has been ranked at the top of the list of most despised bosses among travelers for many years and compare it with the Three Palace Demon? Laughing out loud.

"Then we have to find her." Hermione was a little panicked, that girl looked very extraordinary.

She didn't want Raven to fall completely into darkness.

"I remembered a detective from the magical world." Harry's eyes lit up, and he thought of a guy who was a scumbag but was very capable.

It would be fine if that guy didn't deceive people.

"No, no, no, that guy is unreliable." Hermione quickly stopped Harry's crazy behavior.

That scumbag is the most unreliable, still remember that time...

"But we have no other choice, Hermione." Harry said, hanging his head.

This was also a helpless move, that scumbag was so irritating.

"What are you talking about!"

Damian was a little crazy. He couldn't understand a word they said since he came here inexplicably.

Everyone knows better than him, which is what frustrates him the most.

"Hurry up and follow, let's go find someone who can find Raven." Carlos stretched out his hand to Damian.

He can probably guess who that guy is, Constantine, one of the scumbags in DC.

He is not afraid. If Constantine dares to trick him, he will use his invincible power to strangle him to death!

Who is afraid of who!

"Hermione, you stay here and tell Ron, 'I can't take him to a barbecue.'" Harry stood up and straightened his collar.

"Hmm."

Hermione quickly agreed, that scumbag shouldn't be too irritating.

It would be safer for her to stay and wait for Ron, dealing with that guy was simply torture.

Dealing with that guy was worse than dealing with the cunning demon of hell.

"Then let's go." Carlos was about to step out when a voice came from behind.

"Give me your subsonic chariot, I can't fly." Damian's face was filled with anger. He was the only one here who didn't have the ability to fly.

"Okay, okay." Carlos agreed quite decisively, and it was not difficult.

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Somewhere in England

"You will lose this way, Constantine!" A red devil with big horns on his head said to the man across the gambling table.

"Don't be so hasty." The man known as Constantine frowned slightly as he looked at the cards in his hand.

This is not a good card! There were only a few thoughts in Constantine's mind.

I'm afraid it won't work to expose his deception. I can't cast spells at such a close range, and the devil is physically stronger than me.

He has to show everything he has before he can earn it back...

Constantine made up his mind, smiled softly, and then played all the cards.

"Hahaha! Constantine, your cards are not as big as mine!" The devil looked very proud. Next, he would get what even the Lord of Hell wanted:

"What else do you want to bet on? Constantine."

"You think that's all I have?" Constantine's eyes narrowed, and a house appeared outside the window. He continued:

"This is my bargaining chip besides my soul! What about yours?"

"I am much richer!" Behind the devil was a large box of treasure.

This old guy has so much money... Constantine just wants to get all the money from the devil.

"Come on then!" Constantine spread his hands, indicating that one of them would lose everything tonight.

"Go on, deal the cards!" The devil waved his servant to continue this unfair gamble.

"Ah hahaha." The devil laughed and looked at the good cards in his hand. This bet was arranged in advance. In his eyes, it was impossible for Constantine to win.

In the end, I can only hand over my soul obediently!

"Do you really think I lost?" Constantine's brows turned into crescents.

Not only is this demon coming to see him tonight, but someone else is coming to see him as well.

"crash"

The glass of the window was suddenly shattered. Seeing this, Constantine quickly covered his head with a windbreaker.

"Is Constantine here?" After the glass shattered, there was a young man with silver hair wearing a black windbreaker and a magenta rectangular Polaroid hanging on his chest.

"Are you also going to steal this man's soul and give it to the demon king you serve?" The demon had a big ax in his hand and said angrily to Carlos.

"I have something to do with that man. Lend me a loan and return it to you right away." Carlos said impatiently.

"Young man, you have to get something worthy in exchange for it! And who are you!" The devil grinned his big mouth, trying to stink as much as he wanted!

"There's no need to talk about that." Carlos picked up the Polaroid and quickly took a few photos. The Polaroid quickly gave him the photos. Looking at the photos with the same poor technology, Carlos said:

"A passing Kamen Rider! Remember it!"

After saying that, the demons began to throw a ball of fire at him. Carlos quickly dodged the fireball, took out the next driver, placed it on his waist and said:

"henshin!"

As a light that could blind one's eyes lit up, a silver-red warrior appeared in front of a group of demons.

"Fuck them all!" The light aura on Carlos made the demons uncomfortable. They just wanted to get rid of this strange boy quickly.

"(Fluorescence)" Carlos did not use the knight's sword and flute. Instead, he used the magic he had just learned, and a light that was much brighter than before flashed through.

Many demons who were preparing to kill Carlos stopped and rubbed their eyes.

"Humph!"

Carlos snorted, and the magic wand in his hand had switched to sword mode. Carlos poured pressurized water energy into the blade.

"Boom"

A blue arc cut off the heads of all the demons. Carlos looked at Constantine who had just recovered from blindness and said:

"I give you two choices now. One is to come with me directly, or I will beat you into a disability that can be quickly recovered and then come with me. You choose one!"