American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 266 Clues to Lucifer

Troublesome things always come one after another.

Step out of the apartment.

The boy in the black trench coat was unhappy as he strolled through the streets of London with his friend, the clueless Clark.

This time, Gino was smarter and cast a disguise spell on the two of them.

So from an outsider's perspective

Only two ordinary people can be seen.

"Diana, Lana."

Gino pinched his chin, letting the London autumn wind blow his robes.

"One of them had witch blood in their ancestry."

"A daughter of Zeus from Paradise Island."

What is the connection between them?

"Is there?"

Gino seemed to be asking Clark a question, or perhaps asking himself one.

"Uh, they're all women?" Clark tilted his head, stating an obvious piece of information.

Gino took out his phone.

He saw the time displayed on his phone screen.

The boy glanced at the message list again and frowned slightly.

Something's not right.

Clark tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

"At this time of day in the past, Zatanna would usually message me."

Gino scrolled through his phone and refreshed the message list.

I still haven't received a message from Zatanna.

Something's not right.

Gino repeated his words again.

He slightly raised his hand and opened a spatial portal that glowed with blue light.

"Come with me."

Clark followed closely behind.

Another wave of familiar dizziness washed over me.

The two stepped out of the portal.

This is a house that is neither too big nor too small.

It was filled with all sorts of strange magic equipment.

A magician's hat that can be extended or retracted.

There are also magic crowbars and iron boxes used for making people disappear into thin air.

The fact that these magical items were not covered in dust proves that the homeowner cleans them regularly.

However, Zatanna was nowhere to be seen in the entire magic house.

The girl with long blue hair was not sitting at the dressing table.

"Zatana has disappeared too?" Clark glanced at Gino, only to see that the boy's face was terribly gloomy, and the magic energy flickering in his hand proved that everything that happened in this room had also been blocked.

"call."

Gino took a deep breath, and the boy shook his head: "It's been a long time since I've experienced setbacks, so I'm a little unaccustomed to it."

He stopped looking at the room's furnishings: "Come with me, we're going somewhere else."

Gino waved his hand, opening another spatial passage and leading Clark inside.

....

A bar.

Bright lights and bustling activity.

The crowds surged.

Men and women of all kinds swayed and danced on the dance floor.

"Wow, handsome! Want to play together?"

Inside the dance floor,

Gino and Clark walk among the men and women on the dance floor.

Many people's eyes lit up when they saw Gino and Clark's muscular physiques and perfect bodies.

Not just women, but men too.

It can only be said that those who frequent bars are not exactly saints.

Excuse me, could you please move aside?

Compared to Gino's reckless behavior, Clark seemed much more shy.

Whenever he rubs against something, his face turns red.

Clark followed the boy through the crowded throng to the bar.

Under the colorful lights, a gaunt young man stared at Gino and Clark with eyes that could devour them.

"A scoundrel who stole Krypton's power!"

"You bastard who betrayed Krypton!"

"Hail?" Clark looked at the man in the tailcoat and suit with surprise, not understanding why he would appear in such a place.

"Weren't you handed over to Lucifer by Gino?"

That's right.

A soft voice sounded behind Clark, and then a perfect face came into Clark's view.

With a breathtaking smile, she put a hand on Clark's shoulder and said, "But my bar was short a bartender, so I hired him."

"You, you?"

Clark's heart raced and his face flushed as he looked at the woman whose beauty was so striking that it was impossible to tell if she was male or female.

The young man could only look to Gino and beg for his friend's help.

Gino sighed, his eyes flashing with silver light as he met Lucifer's golden eyes: "Lucifer, if you don't want your bar to be renovated, don't tempt my friend."

"Haha, it was just a joke."

Seeing Gino's performance, Lucifer smiled and released his hand from Clark's shoulder, then casually snatched a bottle of whiskey from Hale's hand and drank it all in one gulp.

As the king who was cast into Hell by God to rule over Hell, Lucifer did not perform his duties very well during this period.

He abandoned his duty to govern hell and came to live a carefree life on earth.

As for the things in hell, he left them entirely to his admirer, Wheat.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

The man stuck out his tongue and licked the wine stains from the corner of his mouth.

"I have some questions for you."

Gino pushed back his chair and sat down, staring at Lucifer as he said, "I have three friends who have gone missing."

"Um?"

"One has witch blood in his ancestors, and the other is an Amazonian demigod."

"And there are successors to the magic of irony."

Lucifer raised an eyebrow as he listened to Gino's account.

"interesting."

He tilted his head and said, "These three girls are all related to magic."

"magic?"

Clark asked, puzzled, "But Amazon..."

Lucifer raised his hand to interrupt Clark: "The Amazons are a Greek pantheon, and their leader Zeus possessed the original, primordial magic."

Gino raised an eyebrow: "So they're all related to magic, right?"

"That's right."

"and…"

Lucifer smiled and said, "That's all I know."

"As for the truth behind these girls' disappearances..."

Lucifer pointed to the sky, shook his head with a smile, and said, "You'll have to ask my deadbeat father."

"You deadbeat dad?"

Clark looked at the sky, then his expression turned to shock as he realized something.

It can only be said that he truly lives up to his name as Lucifer, daring to even curse God.

"Okay, got it."

Having obtained the necessary information, Gino's mind was also filled with many clues.

The Black Witch, or some other, bigger crisis?

The two stood up and said goodbye to Lucifer.

They left the bar where they had been partying all night.

"Whoosh!"

Pushing open the glass door, Clark looked around at the dim sky in surprise.

It was daytime when I went in, but it was already nighttime when I came out.

"Don't be nervous. That bar is a dimensional space created by Lucifer using magic, where time flows differently than in the real world."

Gino explained to Clark, which made Clark envious. He swallowed and looked at Gino, asking, "Do you think I can learn magic?"

Clark imagined the scene in his mind: he could crush fireballs with his own hands and control time at will. Just thinking about it made him feel that it was more powerful than close combat.

"Feel sorry."

Before Clark could get into his reverie, Gino's voice interrupted him.

"I'm not trying to discourage you, brother," Gino patted Clark on the shoulder and said, "Unlike studying, magic is entirely about talent."

"If you're born with it, you'll have it; if you're not born with it, you'll never have it in this lifetime."

(End of this chapter)