Chapter 283 A bad encounter
The people who came here were none other than Clark the Superman and Rachel the Raven, who had been searching for traces of Constantine.
The two of them walked into the tavern one after another. Looking at the middle-aged man with greasy curly blond hair, unshaven beard, and drunkenness standing at the bar, they couldn't believe that this was actually the first wizard of the Justice League. .
Fortunately, Constantine's style has not changed. He still wears a white shirt and a khaki windbreaker, and his whole person exudes a strong British prodigal vibe.
But now, he is more like a homeless vagrant. Rachel looked at the drunk Constantine and the smell of alcohol that hit her face, and couldn't help but frowned and looked towards Clark next to him.
"We need him." Clark said seriously.
Maybe the younger generation doesn't know how powerful Constantine is, but Superman who has worked with him knows it very well, and Batman also has a "high opinion" of Constantine. If it weren't for this, Superman wouldn't be so different. looking for traces of him.
When Rachel heard this, she didn't say anything more, just paused slightly.
"Then we're screwed."
"belch"
Burping again, Constantine turned his attention to the two uninvited guys.
Seeing that they were not demonoids, Constantine didn't take them too seriously. He just waved his hand impatiently and drove them away.
"Go somewhere else, this tavern already has an owner!"
After thinking for a while, Constantine added another sentence.
"In fact, the taverns on this street all have owners. Maybe you can go and look for them in other cities."
"John, it's me."
Clark interrupted Constantine's words. He stepped out of the shadows, showed his face in Constantine's sight, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Glad we finally found you, old friend."
Hearing this, Constantine was stunned for a moment, as if he was recalling the man in front of him from his decayed brain.
It's not surprising that no one from Constantine came out, but Clark and Rachel's appearance changed too much at this time. After being injected with liquid kryptonite by Darkseid, Superman completely became an ordinary person. The cells in his body are also constantly weakening.
Coupled with the pain of experiencing a tragic failure, Clark is now showing his age. He is obviously in middle age, but his hair has appeared white, and his eyes have been corroded by kryptonite and turned green.
Rachel on the other side is obviously more serious. She used to live under the torture of her father every day. If it weren't for the members of the Titans who helped and encouraged her, she would have collapsed long ago.
When Darkseid attacked, she watched her best friends die tragically in front of her one by one. If she hadn't been strong-willed, reality would have come to the Three Houses at that time.
By now, this little girl has been tortured to a terrible state by her father's demonic power. Years of mental internal exhaustion have made her black eye sockets sunken. At the same time, her body is also malnourished and thin. She is as skinny as a stick and completely invisible. Not the least bit human.
Rubbing his face vigorously, Constantine managed to cheer up.
He remembered, he finally recognized the identity of the big man in front of him, jumped out of the bar, and Constantine walked towards Clark with a smile.
".I remembered.Old friend."
Seeing this, Clark smiled and raised his hands slightly.
But just when he thought the other party would give him a hug like an old friend, Constantine punched Clark hard in the face, knocking him back several steps.
"Uh-huh!" After punching out, Constantine, who had not fought for a long time, also felt pain due to the reaction force, but the pain made him sober up a lot.
"Clark, I thought you were already dead."
Without saying a word, Constantine rushed forward again and beat Clark violently. He did not hold back with every punch, and hit Clark's face with every move.
克拉克也知道自己为什么挨揍，因为自己的错误判断，导致康斯坦丁失去了自己的爱人，单凭这一点，康斯坦丁起了杀心都合乎情理。
Therefore, Clark had no intention of resisting. He just protected his face in a symbolic way and silently endured Constantine's fist, hoping that the other party would give him a beating to vent his anger and then be willing to help him.
However, Rachel on the side didn't know the twists and turns. Her first impression of Constantine was not very good. When she saw him taking action directly, she naturally couldn't stand by and watch.
After stopping Constantine's fist, Rachel kicked him out with a flying kick.
Hitting the bar, Constantine let out a cry of pain, but he didn't care. When he saw Rachel, he just looked at Clark with hatred and said mockingly.
"Are you planning to drag another child into your war? Clark, how many more families do you want to destroy?"
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For a moment, Clark was speechless by this sentence. He didn't know how to explain it at all. He could only murmur sadly.
".John, I just want to make up for my mistakes now, please, help me."
"help you?"
Constantine laughed so hard that he was out of breath, as if he had never heard such a funny joke in his life.
The laughter echoed in the silent air and could not be suppressed. Constantine even burst into tears from laughter. The sarcasm and hatred in the laughter almost turned into reality and pierced Clark's heart.
"That's enough. You have no right to laugh at Superman. At least he is still resisting now, and you are just a waste who uses alcohol to anesthetize himself!" Rachel couldn't help but say.
Hearing this, Constantine's laughter stopped abruptly.
A killing intent suddenly burst out.
"Little girl, please say one more thing and I'll listen."
As both magicians, Rachel was naturally not prepared to coddle the other person, so she raised her hands and prepared for a fight.
Just in the tense atmosphere.
A burst of rapid communication sound suddenly sounded, interrupting the tense situation between the two.
Clark raised his arm. Since the destruction of the Justice League, the entire communication facility has lost its function. Most of the remaining heroes do not want to associate with Superman. The only one who can contact him now is his wife Lois.
Without hesitation, Clark immediately connected the video call, and soon, Louise's face appeared in a burst of electronic distortion.
After experiencing a world-destroying disaster like the invasion of demonoids, journalist Lois Lane is no longer the weak woman she once was. She practiced fighting skills with criminals in Blackgate Prison and has now become an outstanding fighter. Home.
"Lois, what happened?" Clark asked curiously.
"That's it. Wait, Clark, were you beaten?" Louise was about to speak, but she saw Clark's slightly blue eyes. It seemed that Constantine's punch had a significant effect.
Clark sighed awkwardly, turned his head and stretched the picture towards Constantine.
Seeing the dejected and downtrodden blond man, Louise immediately understood the whole story. She didn't know how to speak, but her good experience as a reporter in the early years allowed her to quickly adjust her mentality.
"John, it's been a long time no see. Black Orchid often talks about you, and we are all worried about you. It's great to see you safe and sound."
Hearing Louise's words, Constantine tilted his head slightly. Although his attitude was still very cold, it was at least much better than before.
The Black Orchid in Louise's mouth is none other than a member of the Justice League Dark. However, the Black Orchid in this world was born in the 'House of Mystery' owned by Constantine and was created by the magic in the house. Transformed from energy.
Seeing that his wife comforted Constantine just by looking at her, Superman breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but ask.
"So, what happened?"
Seeing Clark reappearing on the screen, Louise didn't show off and spoke seriously.
"Clark, I just received a message from Gotham. Barbara told me that a group of heroes from other universes have come to our world and they are here to help us."
"What did you say!?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room widened their eyes.
There was only one demon lying on the bar with nothing to do.