The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 594 Who Is The Bat And Who Is The Cat
A few cats got together to discuss a plan. If Constantine wanted to summon a demon, if it were put in the real world, these few people might not agree.

Except for Clark because he thinks that demons are not a good thing, the others feel that the risk is too high, because once the demons are summoned, it may cause great damage to the real world.

But this is a dream world, and there is no danger of destroying the real world. However, the other cats still hesitated. Victor frowned and asked, "What can you prove by summoning the demon?"

"Theoretically speaking, Morpheus, the God of Dreams, has a personality higher than all demons, or it cannot be said to be a personality. It can only be said that any intelligent creature that can dream cannot have high authority in the dream world. Yu Mengshen."

"Generally speaking, demons will not come to this place. On the one hand, Oneiroi will not allow it. On the other hand, this place is also very dangerous for them. Once they come, Oneiroi will not let them go. , wouldn’t that be the end of it?”

"So, if I summon a demon here, I can verify two things. If a demon responds to the call, it means that his brain is not good. When I go to the real world in the future, I can use it as a food reserve."

"If he responded to the call and came here successfully, it means that Oneiroi may not be in a good state, and the loss of control of Thousand Cats' Dream is not an accident."

"If a demon responds, but he can't come over, it means that the Oneiroi is not absent, and then Schiller may be safe. We can take it slowly and don't have to rush to find him."

"Then what if there is no response from the demon at all?" Victor asked.

"Generally speaking, there is no such problem. As long as I go to summon demons, I have to queue up." Constantine cat stretched out its paws to grab the stone in front of it, and said casually: "My status in hell is not low."

"Now. My soul has come to a strange dream. In other words, they don't have to control my body to take my soul. As long as they take me back to hell from here, my soul will belong to him That's all, no matter what kind of devil or devil it is, it will be very interesting."

"You may not be aware that even if they want to take away the souls of ordinary people, demons must make a contract with them, or use some crooked means to directly invade the earth is not feasible."

"For magicians like me, if they want to deal with me in the real world, they will have to pay a very high price, but it's different in dreams. The mental strength of any demon is higher than that of humans, and they know it well .”

"They will take this as my weakness, and they can't wait to carve up my soul. Therefore, as long as I release the news, my summoning circle will be overwhelmed."

"But that doesn't work either." Clark said, "Then you're in danger, don't you have to sacrifice your soul to sacrifice a demon? It sounds like..."

Victor bumped Clark with his shoulder and said, "If I remember correctly, the guy in front of you has summoned demons at least hundreds of times. Isn't his soul still in good condition?"

"How did you do it?" Clark raised his voice in surprise and asked, "Will you give someone else's soul to..."

"Of course not. How can the souls of ordinary people be more attractive to them than my own soul? Using the souls of ordinary people can't invite any powerful guys. It's very simple for me to do this. Although, I said Sacrifice your own soul, but that's a lie to them..."

"You..." Clark just wanted to say that it's wrong to lie to people, but after thinking about it, Constantine lied to the devil, and it's not easy to characterize the matter of lying to the devil, so he hesitated and didn't say anything else .

"Another advantage is that if I really summon the demon, I can use his power to deal with the bat cat. Not to mention anything else, it is not difficult to paralyze all the monitoring and weapons on the ground, even the weakest That kind of demon, even in the city, can cause a lot of trouble, diverting the attention of Batcat for us."

Then, Batman and Victor asked some details, such as the difficulty of arranging the formation, and the communication problem after the devil came. One point is very important, which is related to whether their next combat style is aggressive or stable.

After confirming the plan, they began to implement it. Constantine's excellent professional level made it unnecessary for him to spend too much time looking for those complicated materials in order to build the magic circle.

In his own words, most of the messy summoning rituals and formations researched by humans are useless. If the devil is interested in your soul, you don’t have to call him, he will also harass you every day of.

While arranging the stones in strange patterns, Constantine said, "Magic is like this. If you can use it, then you can know everything. If you can't, it's useless even if you study all the classics."

"Are you born with magic?" Batman stood aside, looking at him and asked.

"Maybe, but when I found out that I can do magic, I didn't need someone to guide me, and I didn't read any books. I learned the forbidden knowledge, but again..." Constantine paused After a while, he seemed to have a lot of stories to tell, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Constantine fiddled with the lion for a long time, and then went to fetch some sewage from the sewer, and finally formed a strange shape. It didn't look like a magic circle, but rather childish like a child's play. pattern,

"Okay, that's it." Constantine stepped on his paw on the ground, Victor stepped forward and stared at the pattern, and said, "Are you sure this is all right? This looks a bit too sloppy, right?" ?”

"You don't understand. The essence of summoning demons is not based on this thing. This thing is just to let the demons who come know. I intend to make a magic circle, but the materials are limited. I have tried my best." Constantine said nonchalantly.

The others were a little speechless, co-authoring this is not a functional formation, but an ornamental formation, which is used to deal with demons. However, if it is arranged like this, won't the demons who come here really feel insulted?

In any case, only Konstantin is an expert in magic, and no one else knows much about this field. If Konstantin says yes, then so be it.

Constantine chanted a spell, then cut open the side of his palm with one of his paws, got a little blood, and put it in the magic circle.

He asked several other cats to stand in the direction of several stones, and asked them to pose in various poses. After doing a lot, the blood in the center of the magic circle finally began to glow.

However, after glowing for a long time, no demons came out. Constantine stopped the cats, and he went forward to check.

Constantine, who was inspecting the magic circle, first showed a puzzled expression, and then his eyes shone, but when he was about to adjust the position of the stone, the whole magic circle suddenly lit up.

A mass of black sludge surged, and then condensed into a huge demon with flaming eyes, sharp claws and... cat ears?

Constantine just froze there, he said: "Uh, hello, this devil cat I haven't seen before...or is it a cat devil? You..."

Before Constance had finished speaking, the cat-shaped demon let out a "wow" and said, "Why did you summon me here?"

"Don't you know me?" Constantine asked back. The cat demon opposite was obviously stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this would be the first question asked by the human who engaged in demon summoning.

At this time, Constantine, who was closest to the magic circle, smelled a strange smell. Constantine didn't smell what it was, but thought it was not very pleasant. Just when he wanted to get closer to smell it, then The demon cat disappeared with a "whoosh", and the cats that got it were all stunned on the spot.

After a moment of silence, Constance obviously said, "No, why do I feel a little strange?"

"That's right." Batman also noticed this, and he said, "You said that the magic circle you made was just a decoration, but why did the stones seem to light up in order just now?"

"I'm sure, this thing is just a decoration. How can this kind of stone have any magical conductivity, and it's not an enchanting material. How does it glow?" Standing walked to the center of the magic circle and carefully inspected every stone. A stone, but nothing abnormal was found, it was just small stones scattered everywhere in the sewer.

Constantine obviously thought of something, he and Batman looked at each other, but both of them did not speak tacitly, at this moment, Batman turned around and said to the others: "You guys rest, I'm going out to investigate."

"Aren't you going to rest?" Clark shouted, "Although I'm not very tired, we still have work to do tomorrow."

"Don't forget, the night is my home field." After Batman finished speaking, he walked into the night.

Clark's voice came from behind him: "But, where are you going?? What are you going to investigate???"

Batman's voice was lost in the night, he said: "...the murder that happened at the bank gate."

After Batman left, Clark asked with some doubts, "Why did he care so much about that murder?"

"Oh, I definitely don't mean that the murder case should be ignored. I'm just a little strange. There should be many more serious problems than that case now?" Clark said suspiciously.

Victor is not as simple as Clark, with so many anomalies combined, he also thought of some problems, so he turned around and said, "I'm going to communicate with that frozen cat, maybe there should be a relationship between the two of us." There will be common ground.”

After he finished speaking, he turned and left. Constantine flicked his tail and said, "I'm here to check the magic circle. You should go back to sleep first."

"You are all like this, how can I sleep?" Clark sighed and said, "Forget it, why don't I have any work to do? I think I can help."

Constantine looked up at him and said, "Go outside and look for that crocodile cat, maybe he needs your help with some maintenance work."

"But I mean the more useful jobs."

"No job is useless, Clark. It's not only your superpowers that can achieve your goals. You have to learn to calm your mind."

"Really? Alright." Clark nodded, as if he understood.

Ten minutes later, the crocodile cat stared dumbfounded at Clark flying in mid-air, and directly took off the tire he wanted.

"My God! You! How can you fly???"

"Your exoskeleton... isn't it right? No exoskeleton can fly so flexibly, that's a technology that even bats and cats don't have..."

"Well, it's okay." Clark smiled modestly, walked over, and rubbed the crocodile cat. He found that it was really comfortable for cats to rub each other's fur.

What he didn't see was that in the dark ramp behind the crocodile cat, a green cat slowly narrowed its eyes.

(End of this chapter)