Chapter 311

Chapter 311

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The old chief of the New York Police Department was awakened from his sleep by a phone call before he went to work. For the elderly , This kind of experience is definitely not a good experience, and the news on the phone made him feel anger overwhelmed by tú tú moved towards his head surged.

One night! Just one night!

A total of 27 murder and arson cases! Scattered in different places in the New York City area, it's like the murderous criminals have arranged time to act together, hell!

"Trash! Trash! All TM is trash!"

The shout of the old director came from the office, like an old lion that was thoroughly angered, moved Toward those opponents who wantonly trampled on his territory roared, but it's useless... If roaring can solve the problem, this world would be whole world at peace long ago.

Seeing that old fogey's anger is about to be overwhelmed, the sheriff of the New York Police Department, Brace Oneself, intends to persuade him, but he is not worried that his boss will vent his flame hair on him, after all The old man will retire next month. What he really worries about is whether these staggering bad news will stimulate his boss to have a direct heart attack.

But when he stood up, he saw a lady wearing a black jacket with her head crossed walking straight into the secretary's office. After a while, old fogey, who was screaming, suddenly quieted down. At the same time, two people with black sunglasses and black suits, one with black and white skin, walked like a police station. Among them, the young black man raised something, adjusted it in his hand, and then made a shot. Loud whistle.

When everyone turned their eyes to him, the black man laughed,

"Yes, that’s it. The news last night made everyone very upset, right? Don’t worry, This trouble will be resolved soon, come, everyone, look here!"

"shua!"

On the other side, Cyber, who has been busy all night, is wearing pajamas and sitting in the living room. On his sofa, watching his spoils of war, a circle of people surrounded him. These guys have just finished their breakfast, and they can relax after the necessary work is finally done.

"I said, is that Joker really okay? And this soul crystal, can it really save the soul?"

Remy LeBeau looked at Yuriko's hand curiously The crystal with beautiful purple rays of light in it is slender, like an Icicle crystal in winter, it looks very beautiful.

Faced with his doubts, Cyber ​​yawned.

"This thing was brought directly from Kamar-Taj. If it weren’t for the crazy things to do this time, Ancient One will not give them to me. As for the resurrection, of course, as long as the body is intact and the soul is not damaged, it can be resurrected through the mysterious ceremony, but the souls of these brothers who died in battle will escape part of the resurrection process. , Will make their souls weak...this weakness will last until the end of their lives."

Yuriko glanced at her ignorant boyfriend, sighed, and explained,

"They will not be able to fight as warriors in the future. They live like a weak ordinary person, and their resistance to mysterious power will be weaker, but they have already died once and resurrected at the cost of soul damage. This is already extremely Good thing."

"Devil Gang will raise them! We will not forget the brother who made sacrifices for us..."

Cyber ​​knocked on the table , Turned his head and said to Yuriko, "You take Lewis and Cooper back to Gotham as quickly as possible. Robin will go back with you. I may need to stay here for a few more days."

Fate away, leaving only Cyber ​​and Sergei. Cyber ​​looked around and lowered his voice.

"Can't find the scroll?"

Shook of Sergei ugly complexion the head, "We were almost digging three feet of the ground, but we didn’t...only found the midnight collection and an astonishing number of precious metals and magic materials, but there was no scroll you mentioned...he should hide it in Somewhere else."

"Huh..."

Cyber ​​took a deep breath, he rubbed his forehead, and finally waved his hand, "Forget it, it’s gone if you don’t see it , It’s not a big problem, what about Constantine? How did he escape?"

Sergei's complexion became even uglier when he mentioned the name. He took out a broken chain from his arms and handed it to Cyber, there are obvious traces of flame burning on it, Sergei said,

"If this flame is not his own summon, then after we left last night, someone broke into the villa, but I asked the brother who stayed behind last night. I also watched the surveillance. No... no one has entered here. The surveillance in Constantine's room is broken and cannot be read."

While speaking, Sergei clenched his fists, fiercely's smashed on the table, and smashed the things on the table to his feet.

"This bastard, it’s just Just like a mouse! I ran away if I didn't pay attention! Damn it! "

Cyber's expression changed a bit, but finally calmed down. He reached out and picked up a primitive bone dagger visited on the table, playing with it and saying,

"Just let it go. It's a troubled time now. Let him go for a while. When things ease, there will be time to clean him up! "

"Then Kevin..."

"I care about Kevin, don't worry..."

Cyber ​​reached out and picked up a cigar ," Constantine is not the only one who can summon the devil. Without him, would the world stop spinning? There will always be a solution, as long as there is hope, everything is fine. "

Sergei breathed a sigh of relief, he was nodded, reached under the table and pulled out a battle axe composed entirely of bones, spine and some special metal, and threw it in his hand.

"By the way, the midnight collections are still very good, and our barren magic item warehouse is instantly enriched... By the way, Boss, at 8 o'clock this morning, all kinds of transportation leaving New York are full . "

Sergei laughed, he scratched his big bald head, "Those poor bastards are terrified!" "

"hmph"

The cigar in Cyber's mouth is automatically ignited. He spit out a mellow smoke, and said disdainfully, "It's just a bunch of greedy chores, and the dragons have no heads." , A panic, like a Beast who has been driven into a desperate situation, without the leadership of the head beast, they are not even a threat! Clean up one last time tonight, this ghost place in New York is really annoying! "

"3Frigg...Let's go home! "

In the personal room of Kamar-Taj’s New York Sanctuary, Master Hognes, who was meditating deeply throughout the night, felt the magical changes outside the room. He opened his eyes and waved his hand behind his back. The door opened slightly, and Strange walked in with a light breakfast. It was three slices of white bread, a glass of water and a plate of honey. The only luxury was two slices of cooked steak, and the last one was one. A small bunch of carefully washed grapes.

Not rich, but it can definitely raise people’s appetite. This is Hognes’ eating habits that have been maintained for nearly 300 years and have never changed.

From this point of view, the bad-tempered old mage is actually a nostalgic person.

"Thank you, Mage Strange. "

Hognes gestured to Strange nodded politely. He reached out and picked up the tablecloth, wrapped it around his neck, picked up the knife and fork, and glanced at Strange. The meaning was obvious.

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"I'm going to eat, please leave. "

In the past, Strange would take the initiative to walk away without the need for Master Hognes to do this, but today is different. The young Doctor Strange hesitated for a moment and said,

"Master Hognes, something happened in New York City last night, I think I need to inform you. "

The old mage frowned, he waved his hand,

"I'll talk about it when I finish my breakfast. "

"Yes. "

Strange leaned slightly and turned away from this unusually old-decorated room, as if stepping from the old medieval to the modern. This visual contrast made Strange couldn’t help it. Rubbing his forehead, his magic cloak is very spiritual to help him rub his shoulders. This magic item that is said to be made by ancient archmage has simple spiritual wisdom, and Strange can even communicate with it.

He sits on a chair outside Hognes’ room, patiently waiting for the old mage, speaking of which last night is actually not too serious, because Cyber ​​itself has become a kind of Strange with Supreme mage. A clear agreement. He came to New York with a murderous aura mission. A massacre targeting mixed races would not make Strange feel sad.

What really made him restless was another Event.

Fifteen minutes later, Hognis, who had eaten, drank, and cultivated his spirit, leaned on his flaming flame crystal staff, followed Strange to the basement of the sanctuary. An everlasting Transmission Gate can realize the rapid connection between the Sanctuary and Kamar-Taj in a critical state, but now, this Transmission Gate has a strange phenomenon.

It is like It was tampered with. It was originally a golden rotating rays of light, now it has become a grayish color, still shining, but only from the color of the rays of light, you can experience the deepness. Unknown.

"With my knowledge of space science, I have no idea why this happens to the Transmission Gate, which is only used in emergency situations. "

Strange's look is serious, and Hognes archmage's expression is already gloomy,

"This means that the originally separated dimensions are changing. Child, Earth It’s special because it’s sandwiched between the centers of all dimensions. If you want to go from hell to the Heavenly Mountain, you have to pass through Earth. The same goes for going from the Kingdom of the Dead to Asgard. Therefore, within this system, the dimension of Earth should be the most stable, but now , It has changed..."

Hognes thought for a moment, waved his hand, a curtain of flames sealed the Transmission Gate in front of him,

"It’s harmless Yes, at least it is harmless now, but it is best not to use it rashly... In the case of dimensional changes, no one knows where it will teleport you to... The teleportation technique to Kamar-Taj Can it still be used? "

Strange nodded,

"I just came back from Kamar-Taj, everything is normal except for this Transmission Gate... By the way, Master Hognes, You probably don’t know yet. Last night, Cyber ​​brought all the mixed races in the city to..."

"I know! Child..."

Hognes glanced at Strange, lightly coughed, "When I meditate, it doesn't mean I'm asleep. I know everything that happened in this city last night... .Cyber ​​Hawk, cunning and cold, possessing tyrannical power but not getting lost, such a guy, in our time, will definitely become the best and most dangerous Fiend hunter...you know? Strange, I am starting to like that unruly bastard a little bit now. "

The old mage touched his beard, and a glimmer of relief flashed in his eyes.

"Ancient One Master finally chose this most effective method. Let me say, early She should have done it 200 years ago. Her concession was regarded as weak by those bastards Spiritual Gods. Cyber ​​did a great job this time. Fiercely killed their spirit... By the way, I asked you to find something. ,did you find it? "

Strange nodded, followed Hognes and walked out of the basement,

"The 7 magical Rare Items that have been active recently have all been monitored, but last night, we The eighth Rare Item was found. Its magical vibration frequency is very active, but it seems to be moving and difficult to lock. "

"Oh? The 8th Rare Item? It's really rare...can you determine the identity of this Rare Item? "

"Uh...According to the comparison between the frequency of magic we observed and "Book of Everything", it should be the long spear in the legend that was stained with the blood of the Son of God... Yes, It is Spear of Longinus. "