The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

Chapter 205 A Cunning and Reckless Man

"You seem to lack manners."

Constantine did not attempt to smoke a third cigarette.

For him, unless he has just come out of a convenience store, the number of cigarettes he has will always be scarce.

Two cigarettes were knocked away by Li Zhen from afar using some unknown means. If he continued to grit his teeth and keep going, he might really run out of cigarettes when they got to a place where people could smoke.

"I can only say that the method used to bring you here is indeed as described, but the place you are standing on now is private property."

Constantine pursed his lips, refraining from uttering any profanities as usual.

He naturally recognized Zhente/Li Zhen. The Vitrum people's fame stemmed from Li Zhen's not-so-low-key presence among superhumans on Earth, so the magical world had also heard of her.

Moreover, the two sides had actually met several times, and he even had some dealings with the emperor.

Doctor Fate used to call this kid "Human Demon," which shows how much Li Zhen was regarded by some mages.

This was especially true for Constantine.

The demon lords can negotiate because those guys are driven by self-interest and aren't exactly bright.

But this Witrum guy is different.

He may be reckless, but he's got brains when it counts, and he doesn't even give a heads-up before he starts fighting.

For the sake of a momentary moment of pleasure, you might utter a few harsh words, but you might end up with your lips torn off.

So Constantine may appear calm, but his mind is actually racing with nervousness.

"It seems you need my help—how ​​about this, I can lend a hand, but you'll owe me a favor, okay?"

After a moment's consideration, Constantine tentatively asked.

Li Zhen did not answer, but simply raised her eyebrows.

It's not that he didn't want to answer.

But from the moment Constantine said that sentence until the end, he felt at least three strange sensations on his body.

It was not an attack.

More like ————

I got caught in a rope, chained, and hooked.

The first two strokes slid smoothly over his skin, but the third stroke was simply because the hook wasn't hard enough to provoke him.

Constantine gasped in surprise.

"Immune to magic and sorcery? Emperors don't have that trait."

Although she had heard about Constantine's habits before, Li Zhen almost laughed out of anger.

His magic immunity is certainly not infinitely strong, as can be seen from the fact that the Emperor could have his body and soul separated again by Parallax.

Therefore, Lee Jung remains very wary of magic, unlike Superman who, knowing he is vulnerable, would test his face every day.

Unfortunately, Constantine was so cunning and ruthless that he managed to subtly influence people. However, he wasn't strong enough to casually unleash "word-based" magic that could reach the level of a parallax monster's slashing attack.

"If you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink a penalty cup."

Li Zhen charged towards Constantine at a moderate pace.

The latter's expression changed, and he quickly waved his hand and stepped back.

"Wait! Those few hits were a misunderstanding, we can still talk—ooh—Fuck!"

Although several golden defensive spells appeared on Constantine's body the instant Li Zhen got close, those magical defenses were as vulnerable as glass being hammered by a diamond in front of Li Zhen.

With precise footing, Li Zhen crushed Constantine's left little toe, then withdrew at a speed several times faster than when she had charged forward.

Seeing Constantine crouching on the ground clutching his toes and groaning in pain, Li Zhen finally began to speak to him formally.

"Don't try to cast a spell while you're screaming. You know, we're far enough apart that I can interrupt you the moment you utter that first unnatural, hostile sound."

After the warning, Li Zhen resumed her seemingly harmless and conciliatory attitude.

"I apologize again for kidnapping you here without cause, but there is a world crisis that may require your help."

Constantine raised his head angrily.

"Kid, let me tell you, I'm tired of living! What happens to the world is none of my business!"

"Yeah?"

Li Zhen curled the corners of her lips and lifted the leg that had just stepped on Constantine, swinging it around.

"Unfortunately, I just came up with a way to tie your fate to Gotham City's—by the way, are you really not at all hesitant about dying?"

Constantine frowned slightly in confusion, trembling as he tried to heal his toes, when his expression suddenly changed.

A golden halo emerged from Constantine's palm, and the man who had just been wailing over the shattered toes suddenly raised his knife without hesitation and severed his left leg from the knee down.

Despite such severe injuries, Constantine only let out a muffled groan, not even bothering to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Several golden magic runes first stopped the bleeding from the severed leg, and then a dark red, muscular, alien leg appeared out of thin air and was attached to the underside of his severed leg.

Li Zhen glanced at it with some surprise; super vision naturally included motion capture as well.

When that inhuman leg was brought to her attention, Li Zhen could clearly see the pulsating blood vessels and contracting muscles beneath the dark red skin.

The main point is freshness.

I reckon it's some demon who was secretly bound by a contract with Constantine and is now suffering this unexpected calamity. He's probably somewhere hopping mad with anger right now.

Constantine, who had just had his leg reattached, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He glanced with lingering fear at his ex's calf, which he had personally severed, and then looked at Li Zhen with indignation and horror.

"Did you soak your feet in some demon lord's cursed toilet? How can the poison be so potent!"

Li Zhen stopped shaking her leg, which was covered in tiny viruses, and after regaining her balance, answered in a deep voice.

"This is where I need your help. This virus is rampant throughout Gotham City now—"

Constantine was even more unable to hold back, and almost roared as he interrupted Li Zhen.

"Gotham is a city full of people like me, so what if it's destroyed? Why are you, an alien, so concerned about this crappy place!"

I rub.

Constantine seems to have a surprisingly clear understanding of his own position.

"This is only temporary. This virus could spread to the whole world at any time, and it has a very high mortality rate."

Li Zhen returned with a dark expression.

"I know most people in the magical world don't care much about the real world, but for you, both worlds are often a hiding place for you. If the real world perishes, can you hide in the magical world forever?"

Having finished explaining the reasoning, and seeing Constantine's pupils dilate slightly, clearly indicating he was finally starting to think seriously, Li Zhen also began to roll up her sleeves.

We can't give this old bastard too much time to think, or who knows what kind of crazy ideas he'll come up with next.

"Furthermore, I am now quite certain that you do not want to die, or rather, the world after physical death would be even worse for you."

Lee Jung finally began to reveal her signature Wittrum-esque ferocity.

"Now, I will use force to tell you that you have to help me whether you want to or not. As for what kind of trouble you might leave behind for Gotham—as you said, this wretched place doesn't care if it gets worse. As long as human civilization doesn't perish, you can do whatever you want."

Constantine, who had been startled and suddenly came to his senses, turned green as he watched Lee Jung approach him again.

The newly donned demonic calf muscles began to activate, and Constantine turned and started running in circles around the Shadow Dimension to avoid being caught by Li Zhen.

"What's wrong with you? All you're thinking about is violence! I'm trying to figure something out!"

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