American comics: I became a god at the beginning, I chose to practice both science and magic

Wonder Woman separated several zombies like cutting melons and vegetables, and looked up at the battlefield in the distance.

She had sensed the changes in the zombies very early on, so she knew that these things were not a big problem. Without rational support, they were just corpses with thick skin and flesh.

The number of zombie hordes decreased rapidly thanks to the efforts of the Justice League, and the most important thing was Constantine's side.

At this time, Constantine, as the summoner, carefully hid aside, watching the battle between Paimon and Satan not far away.

Although Satan looks like a militant, he is actually very insidious.

This is a black wizard who is very good at casting curses.

When Paimon was engaged in close combat with the opponent, he soon felt his body beginning to weaken, and the energy in his demonic body was slowly dissipating.

On the contrary, Satan's power is getting stronger and stronger, and the increase is equal to the decrease in Paimon's power.

"You're stealing my power!"

Paimon was very surprised that a big and strong guy like you would do such a shameless thing.

Satan has not completely concealed his actions, and in fact, such behavior cannot be covered up.

He sneered, "Who do you think I am? A reckless man? I am Satan!"

Having said that, he no longer suppressed his strength and knocked Paimon's light body back with a heavy punch.

The gem above Paimon's head flashed, and his body suddenly disappeared, appearing in another place not far away the next second.

And where he was originally, hellfire exploded. It was a trap.

"You are not only insidious, but also cunning." Paimon chuckled, with a noble demeanor.

The Seven Rings Hell is different from other hells because the level of civilization there is higher, so the demons there look more like humans.

But this only made Satan feel more hungry. He licked his fangs gently, and Constantine's sad face was faintly visible on his big tongue.

Constantine, who was watching the battle from a distance, saw this scene and his face immediately turned dark, but then he seemed to remember something and hurriedly searched himself.

"Where is it? Where on earth is it?"

After a moment, he took out something from his inner pocket with a look of joy. It was a tooth as big as a palm, slender and hooked.

This is a dragon's tooth, useful in a dark spell.

Constantine set to work immediately. He had learned from his previous lessons that when using magic in another world, he needed to make some modifications to the magic formula.

Soon, he put his hands together and held the dragon tooth in his palms, muttering something.

The dragon's fang dissolved in the sound of the spell and turned into ashes.

"Brother, do you want to die, or do you want to stay in that bastard's mouth?"

On the battlefield, Paimon stretched out his finger and tapped his mask. This was not going to be easy. The opponent didn't look that easy to kill.

And he can actually absorb his own power, so scary~

Should we just abandon Constantine? What he has contributed is not enough.

Paimon still has confidence that he can kill Satan, but Satan is at least a king-level demon. To kill such a guy, he needs to use some powerful magic.

But once that kind of magic is used, it will inevitably result in landslides and earthquakes.

He himself doesn't care about the life or death of the earth, but the consumption is too great and it is not cost-effective.

It would be fine if Constantine was willing to give him his soul, but his soul had already been reserved by Dane, and the price he could offer was not enough. At least he was reluctant to let Paimon use magic of super-powerful power.

Paimon sighed, but there was nothing he could do. It was him who signed the contract. He would break the contract under Dane's nose unless he was tired of living.

Then this trip will be a losing business.

Just when Paimon was about to use super magic to crush Satan with one blow, Satan's face on the opposite side suddenly became a little strange, as if he had eaten something bad.

Satan felt very uncomfortable. A nauseous feeling emerged from his body, making him want to vomit.

But he is a devil!

Have you ever seen a demon get an upset stomach? And even if that was the reason, Satan thought about it over and over again but couldn't figure out what he had eaten to cause this.

How could a demon as cunning as Paimon miss such a good opportunity? Although he didn't know what happened to his opponent, he did not hesitate and immediately began to chase Satan.

Satan only felt that something was chrysalis in his stomach, but before he could check the situation inside his body, Paimon's fist knocked him into the sky.

His body kept moving upwards, pushing away the clouds above and spreading them into waves like water.

Satan tried to fight back, but his physical discomfort prevented him from fully exerting his strength, so he could only endure Paimon's beatings again and again.

He was knocked from the ground into the air, and then knocked back from the air to the ground, like being kicked like a ball.

This made Satan very angry. He got angry and took a deep breath. Hellfire started brewing in his throat, but he didn't spit it out. Instead, he swallowed the hellfire back and let the flames rampage in his stomach.

He felt something in his stomach.

But Paimon appeared in front of him like a flash, and suddenly punched him in the abdomen, hitting the hellfire inside.

Satan's eyes bulged, and he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

On the tongue, two vague bodies protrude like reliefs, seemingly entangled with each other.

"Paimon, kill them!"

Constantine's words entered his mind, and Paimon immediately understood what was going on. He was surprised that Constantine actually knew such unorthodox things.

Just now, Constantine used the dragon's teeth to release a black spell, cursing Satan's soul through the soul connection between him and his counterpart.

Even though he was tortured, Constantine in this world had not forgotten his black witchcraft. When he heard Constantine's question, he immediately answered that he would rather die than continue to be tortured by the devil in this way.

So he cooperated with Constantine's witchcraft, found Satan's soul in Satan's body, and then fought with him.

With Constantine's help using black magic, although he couldn't kill Satan, it was not a problem for him to make him uncomfortable.

Their ultimate goal is to make Satan's soul visible from a hidden state, and then let Paimon deliver the final blow!

Paimon quickly figured out the whole thing within a second. He couldn't help but secretly praise Constantine for being quite loyal. The opponent had already exposed his weakness, so it would be easy to kill him...

Just like killing someone, it doesn't take much effort to inflict fatal damage to vital parts.

Paimon didn't mind the dirtiness, and immediately grabbed Satan's tongue, pulling out the souls of Constantine and Satan at the same time. He used his other hand as a knife, and with a quick move, he completely separated the tongue from the body.

Satan's weakness, his soul, now lies in this tongue, while his body falls as if it has lost its spirit.

But the story is not over yet. Even if the opponent only has a tongue left, he still has the ability to regenerate his entire body.

Therefore, Paimon's magic power surged, and he opened his mouth wide, with the corners of his mouth almost splitting to the back of his head. A beam of energy gushed out, engulfing the string of tongues.

Satan screamed piercingly, "Constantine!"

"Die with me, you fucking bastard!" This was the last roar of Constantine's soul.

Soon, the string of tongues turned into ashes under the burning of magic.

Poor Satan, before he could use his full strength, he was killed by Constantine.

Paimon returned to the ground and stared at Constantine with a strange look.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

"Do you know that the blow you just made not only killed the demon, but also killed your counterpart?"

Constantine shrugged it off: "I asked him, and he said it's okay."

Paimon has to give him a thumbs up, brother, when it comes to ruthlessness, you are the one!

Farther away, in Old Gotham, the Justice League's cleanup of the zombie army has reached its final stage.

The Flash ran back and forth and finally broke the neck of the last zombie.

He looked at the old blood clots in his hands and felt like vomiting.

He and Barry Allen were originally working together to chase Reverse-Flash, but he was faster than both Flashes and they could never catch up with him. At the end of 2.6, no one knew what Reverse-Flash was doing. He suddenly opened a wormhole and went into it. Barry Allen, who was closest at the time, followed him in without saying a word.

He also wanted to go in, but was a step too late.

Sometimes the Flash feels helpless as he is always one step behind at the critical moment. I wonder what will happen to Barry Allen this time.

After clearing the enemies in the sky, Green Lantern flew back to the ground and landed next to the Flash.

"Is everything cleaned up?"

The Flash nodded, "I just did a full lap to make sure I didn't miss anything."

Then he raised his hand, gesturing with a bit of nausea at the blood on it: "You think these things won't be contagious like in the movies?"

Green Lantern glanced at him and shone his lantern ring on him, causing Flash to involuntarily cover his eyes.

After a few seconds, he took back the ring: "After the light ring scan, no unknown germs were found on your body, at least not now."

At this time, the Super Queen fell from the sky and stepped on a corpse, causing blood to splatter on her long legs, making her look extremely cruel.

"I heard that the bat has been caught. If you have any questions, why don't you just ask him directly?"

Chapter 470 Undersea Battle

Let's go back a little in time. While a series of wars were taking place in old Gotham City, the underwater world remained peaceful.

The Justice League did not tell Aquaman Arthur what happened on the surface because they knew that as a king he must be very busy.

And this is indeed the case.

The original Atlantis had a parliamentary system. The king did not need to do everything himself. He only needed to listen to the proposals of the parliamentary representatives and make a fair judgment at critical moments.

Even someone like Arthur Curry, who had never received royal political education, could govern the country with the help of Parliament.

To put it bluntly, the king at this time is just a symbol, only slightly better than the British royal family.

Orm was one of the few powerful rulers in the thousands of years of the parliamentary system who wanted to take control of the parliament. He could have become the first emperor of the empire like Octavian.

It’s a pity that he chose the wrong opponent, so he failed.

In the ruined kingdom of Atlantis, the parliamentary system has long been dead in name only.

Apocalypse immediately carried out a large-scale purge of the kingdom's top leaders as soon as it attacked the underwater kingdom. Even Arthur from this world could not escape, let alone other parliament elders and nobles.

This has led to a lack of people in Atlantis who can share government affairs, and the king needs to be involved in every detail.

In fact, Arthur regretted it on the first day after Mera left. He knew nothing about government affairs!

Fortunately, what Atlantis needs nowadays is not a politician who is perfect in government affairs, but a king who can inspire people, and he has done a good job in this regard.

In addition, the population of Atlantis has decreased significantly, and if Arthur really has to manage it, he can barely support it with his prestige.

Arthur felt that managing a country was more than ten times more difficult than fighting on the battlefield!

He would rather fight a powerful enemy now than be buried in paperwork and unable to get away.

I don’t know if it was in response to his wish, but a powerful enemy really attacked!

"Your Majesty! Enemy attack!" A guard hurried into Arthur's study.

Arthur was overjoyed and quickly threw away the quill in his hand and pulled out the golden trident that was inserted beside him.

The whole person instantly went from being listless to being full of energy.

"Where is he!"

As soon as Arthur finished asking the question, the whole room suddenly shook!

The guard was swaying in the shaking water, but Arthur quickly stabilized his body and pulled the guard along.

He ordered the guards with a serious expression: "Go and evacuate all civilians!"

The guard nodded quickly and turned to leave.

Arthur looked up at the ceiling, and suddenly raised his hand, with the golden trident pointing upwards. He flew out like an arrow, and his hard body penetrated the ceiling like a bullet and came to the water outside.

He looked closely and found a familiar face.

"Superman?" Arthur rubbed his eyes again. This time he saw clearly that this was not Superman at all. There was a "U" on the other person's chest. This is Superman!

Super seemed to have heard something. He turned his head, his eyes turned red, and his hot gaze shot out directly.

Arthur quickly raised his trident to block, but was still blown away by the impact of the heat vision, and his body penetrated several underwater buildings of Atlantis.

Although Super Master scored with one strike, he did not continue the pursuit. Instead, he turned to other directions and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

Arthur was in the ruins, feeling pain all over his body.

But he is a descendant of the Sea God after all, so this attack did not actually hurt him at all.