The Death Knell

4592 - What the hell

In the raging flames, Batman and Doomsday Blues stared at each other silently. The crackling sound of the flames made the atmosphere even more tense. Being trapped in the fire is obviously a very suitable scene for a decisive battle.

The fingers of both sides are doing some small movements, but one is casting spells in mudra, and the other is imitating hand gestures.

"It seems that you are really different from Batman. According to my research, if it was him, he should sneak up on me from behind, cut my gallbladder first, or break a few bones?"

"Hehe, that's actually a sign of lack of confidence. He doesn't have confidence in his way of torturing people. John, can I call you that?"

The dart in the hands of Zon Batman is still spinning, he said with a smile:

"I'm different. I learned a lot of good things from Deathstroke and Luthor. I'll catch you and make it slowly. Short-term fear is not as good as being in fear forever."

"Oh? Then I want to try it. I am based on the Constantine of Earth 0, who was born of madness and darkness. I have all the memories of another Constantine, including the experience he experienced in hell. pain of."

Doomsday Blues opened the windbreaker, revealing the dense magic circle and spells on the inner lining of the clothes:

"Maybe I can give you and a few Satan's lips a score."

"Hehe, it's fine to score, because I'm not a devil after all, is your magic ready? Come on, I'm in a hurry tonight." Zon laughed and urged again, he held The spinning batarang took a fighting pose.

"coming!"

Doomsday Blues yelled, his sealed hands twisted like cramps, and after a frenzied spell-casting movement, he recited the spell in a demon-like voice.

A terrifying red light lit up behind him, nearby flames converged towards him, and the air began to smell of sulfur, which was a typical characteristic of **** spells.

Then a flame appeared, suspended in front of Doom Blues like a will-o'-the-wisp, and then he folded his hands and pushed the flame towards Batman!

Nothing happened, and the will-o’-the-wisp dissipated halfway through, only to hear Zon’s half-smile voice:

"How? Did you find that your portal couldn't be opened? After all, you are still Constantine. It's so easy to understand. When you let me pay attention to your attacking movements, I was sure that you wanted to sneak away. Your choice of escape route is nothing more than using your legs, flying with magic, calling for others to respond, or teleportation through space, right?"

"...how did you do it? You obviously don't know magic."

Doomsday Blues lowered his hands, he really thought so, but he didn't expect to be completely seen through by Batman, his retreat was cut off, and a feeling of fear gradually rose in his heart.

Only then did he realize how terrifying Batman was.

"It's actually very simple, just a simple reasoning." Zon walked slowly towards the enemy, and he even explained as he walked: "You can't run away from me, so you won't use your legs to evacuate. You can't fly my bat flying machine, so you can't escape." You can use magic to fly. The partners who invaded Gotham with you are almost dead, and your "my lord" has also been eliminated, so you can only use magic to teleport through space."

".You lied, my lord knows it"

Doomsday Blues' complexion is not very good, this Batman's style is completely different from the information he prepared, the information is no longer available, and this **** dark knight is acting like a prophet.

"Are you trying to say that there is a 'blank' in 'my lord', and we won't notice it at all? Or that there is nothing we can do about her?"

Batman laughed, and turned his head with pointy ears left and right a few times:

"You underestimated Earth 0, and you underestimated that death knell. Think about how the Laughing Bat died, how did Peppertua die? Now, do you understand? Everything you have done is in vain, everything is useless. In vain, you will die meaninglessly"

This is obviously nonsense, who knows what 'blank' is.

In the past, Batman didn't like to lie very much. When he played with figurines, he paid attention to sincerity and heart-to-heart. At most, he did some tricks to make the figurines misunderstand. His game is very simple, and there is no reason for detectives to lie to criminals.

But Zorn was completely different. He was willing to lie, any lie, as long as it could be exchanged for a tactical or psychological advantage.

More importantly, Doomsday Blues is a mage. He doesn't have the means to contact the mastermind at any time without any cost. Therefore, it is impossible for him to maintain communication with 'Blank' all the time, so his current The source will certainly not be accurate.

Isolation breeds doubt, and doubt breeds fear.

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The magician didn't say anything, just frowned, but it could be seen from the quick roll of his eyes that he seemed really shaken.

In fact, his confidence in "My Lord" comes from the very high-level "mystery" of "Blank", but if Blank is dug out and killed by Death Knell, he will

"Come back to business, tell me about your current situation and my analysis."

Zorn didn't give him time to continue thinking, but dragged the other person into his own language and thinking rhythm. His voice was full of laughter and confidence:

"After ruling out those possibilities, I guess the teleportation magic you use has a probability of more than 99% to be a **** spell, and one thing we all know is that in a small area where angels exist, demons cannot open the teleportation spell." door."

"You are not an angel."

Doomsday Blues froze for a moment, then went back to the bar to grab a glass of wine to calm the shock, he might have expected something~www.NovelMTL.com~ because his mood seemed to calm down a lot.

"Indeed, I'm not, but that doesn't stop me from getting a feather with angel power."

Batman took out a long white feather from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and fanned it like a fan:

"This feather comes from Gabriel, who lived in the world for a long time and sold his wings in exchange for drugs, tobacco and alcohol, and I happened to be very rich and able to receive some novelties from the market. "

Constantine from another world nodded. He was silent for a long while with strong alcohol in his throat, and then he got rid of the burning sensation of alcohol. Then he spat out another mouthful of blood. He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a smile:

"Batman actually knows magic, what a ghost, what the **** are you?"

"As you can see, I'm Batman! Hurry up, come and fight me for the second round." Zon Batman smiled and hooked his fingers. He still didn't rush to attack, but let Doom Blues try again, and then struggle a bit.

Maybe there is still a chance?