The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

I, I...I got it done! Probably. Zatanna obviously regained a lot of anger when she jumped out of the portal. It’s better to clear his memory about me, otherwise he might find out that I put a hint spell on him to make him work hard.”

Zatana looked up at Bruce, and said nervously, Do you think I'm a bit evil?

I think you're doing a great job.

Andrea, the bartender, started to applaud her, but Zatanna was still taken aback by Bruce's straightforward compliments. She remembered that Bruce rarely praised people in the past.

To be honest, I came to you because I wanted to ask you for help. Bruce sat on the bar and looked into Zatana's eyes and said, You may not have watched TV recently, I don't know that I sponsored a variety show.

Oh, I heard a few words from Andrea.

Bruce frowned, and said as if he was a little distressed: A few years ago, when I got this gem, I felt something was wrong, but at that time, I only thought it was beautiful, valuable for collection, and could please Selina. So I took it upon myself to smash it into pieces, and let it scatter all over the world, to give Selena a surprise when I got them back.

But I didn't expect that Master Andrew came to me before and said that this thing is very dangerous. It seems to be called a 'spirit of anger'. In short, every piece of black diamond that has been smashed contains a very powerful force. This is very likely. Attract the attention of magicians who lack power.

You also know that in the magic world, young and middle-aged mages have always had the final say, and most of them were promoted to archmages when they were young, including the mages in the Archmage League.

This group of people is not completely out of touch with ordinary society like the old mages who have been immersed in the magic world for many years. They also watch TV, read newspapers, and use modern electronic devices proficiently, so they will definitely watch this variety show.

Some of the young apprentices who haven't been too deep into the magic world and are short of money will definitely want to participate, because they may have mastered some magic props. They feel that they have an advantage over ordinary people, and they feel that they can easily get to this huge sum.”

Once they go deep into it and come into contact with the black diamond, even if they look at it from a distance, the common sense in the magic world will tell them that this thing is not ordinary, and it contains huge power.

Words of this kind of rumor will definitely reach the ears of the archmage, and once they fail to negotiate with the devil, they will turn their minds on the head of the black diamond.

I heard that Beelzebub has returned to hell. He and Azazel disagreed on the terms of the contract for humans. The negotiation has been temporarily put on hold. Demons are not in a hurry, but mages are in a hurry.

The longer the time drags on, the more painful and insane they become. They are even willing to give up human dignity and kneel at the feet of the devil. Why don't they try to snatch the black diamond?

But the ordinary guests invited in the variety show started earlier than them. Many people have already tracked down the location of the black diamond. If the mages intervene again, conflicts will definitely erupt between the two parties.

There are unwritten rules in the magic world. We must act in a low-key manner and attract the attention of ordinary people as little as possible. Now it is not thousands of years ago. When mages fought with ordinary people, there was no second chance except being bombarded into meat sauce. The end of the two.

Speaking of this, Zatanna became nervous, she jumped off the high chair on the bar in a hurry, and said: Although the magic family is basically finished, I still have a few friends in the magic world, I have to Go and remind them not to think about that damn diamond, it's not a good thing, let alone conflict with ordinary people, if they are wanted, they will definitely die in an ugly way!

Bruce grabbed her, looked at her and said, Can you stop a few mages, can you stop all of them? If those archmages are determined to snatch them, what will you do?

Zatanna looked very embarrassed standing there, she thought for a while and said: They should not be so impulsive, this may provoke a war between ordinary people and the magic world, this is not a joke.

As soon as I said this, the door of the Forgotten Bar was pushed open with a bang, and the dark master Jim with a very gloomy face walked into the bar with a group of his allies.

Among them are the very familiar Bennett, Dead Man and Mrs. Shangdu, a very tall green monster covered in vines and vines, a chimpanzee in a detective costume, and a man in a purple bodysuit and mask. woman.

Seeing Bruce and Zatanna sitting at the bar, Jim was slightly surprised, but he still walked over with a gloomy face, and slapped the long sword in his hand on the table.

What's wrong? Bruce asked concerned.

The people of the Grand Master League are crazy! Jim's voice became a little trembling: They want power crazy, they even want to kill ordinary people to get power, this group of damn fools and devils, they will kill Kill us all!

Seeing the puzzled expression on Zatanna's face, Dead Boston sighed and said, We have collected allies around the world and brought in a lot of helpers. This is Swamp Thing, and this is Master Detective Bobo. This is Miss Black Orchid.

Bruce and Zatanna nodded towards several people, and Boston said in a somewhat melancholy tone: Everything went smoothly, we returned to London with our helpers, and on the way back to the bar, we Met a wounded man, a thin old man.

We thought he was scratched by a vampire attack. There have been a lot of such wounded people in New York recently, and the hospital was almost full, but we didn't expect the old man to tell us that a group of strange people in robes and staffs pushed him down. And snatched his handbag.

We chased him in the direction he pointed, only to find that it was a group of magicians, and they were also new members of the Archmage League. They were fighting among themselves for the handbag.

Jim felt the powerful force in the handbag, so we rushed up and subdued them immediately. Jim asked why they attacked ordinary people, a skinny old man, but they just kept cursing and saying it was what they deserved.

They say ordinary people are just untalented and unlucky dirty bugs. Jim gritted his teeth. .”

As soon as the anger surged up, Jim's mind was full of those people's crazy clamor.

Yeah, Night Master Jim, we were wrong... Big mistake! We shouldn't hide in a small corner when we have great power, we should rely on these great powers to gain more power !

We will be reduced to where we are today because of this wrong choice. If we rule the world, we can still live well without the power of magic!

Wait, Jim, the people of the League of Archmages have come out to seize the powerful spirit of anger. When we unite it, it will give us power beyond everything. At that time, we will never Make that mistake again, and we will surely have the status and fortune to match our talent and luck!

Jim covered his head with his hands. He felt a string in his head keep jumping, and it gave him a headache.

Losing may lead to cherishing, but losing and regaining sometimes leads to madness. The orangutan detective Bobo jumped onto the bar and sighed: The insecurity of losing power will always linger in their hearts, and once they regain Power, this sense of insecurity will prompt them to amass money like crazy, even if they start a war.

At this moment, Night Master Jim stood up from the table, drew out his sword from its scabbard, put it on his chest, and said: Get ready to fight, guys, we are going to face vampires and archmages at the same time. This is destined to be a difficult battle, but we will definitely win.

Ordinary people probably won't understand you. Bruce turned his head to look at him, and said calmly: They will only think that you and the mage are in the same group, and they will even think that you are more evil monsters than them.

I don't care what other people think. Jim said firmly: I have fought all my life to save the world from unjust wars. I succeeded in Maier, and I will not fail in my hometown.

Just as Bruce was about to say something, the communicator on his waist rang. He put the receiver to his ear, and an anxious female voice came from there.

Mr. Wayne, this is the British embassy, ​​where are you now? There are... uh, violent protests on several streets in the UK. The police have arrived to deal with them. It will be over soon, but we have to make sure you safety, after all, we are also responsible for the workers of Wayne Group...

Bruce showed a embarrassed look, but Jim immediately stepped forward and said: She's right, Bruce, you are an important person, and the heir of the Wayne Group has an accident, and no one can take responsibility.

Wait, if those archmages want to disrupt the situation in London, they will definitely focus on Bruce Wayne. You have become famous recently, so you are extremely dangerous...

No, I have to send someone to protect you, Xiao Zha, Xiao Zha! Stop drinking, wake up, watch Bruce Wayne, it's all about you.

Zatana nodded vigorously and said, Don't worry, it's fine for me to keep an eye on someone.

With Zatanna's guarantee, the Night Master and his party turned their heads and left to deal with the so-called violent protests.

And Zatanna looked at Bruce as if she just remembered something, and asked, You just said that you need my help with something. What is it? For the sake of helping me once, I promise to get it done for you.

Constantine had an accident again. His soul went to hell, but his body was controlled by a mysterious existence. That mysterious existence stuck a dark shard in his chest. I dare not pull it out casually. After all, if Constantine Once his body is destroyed, he cannot be revived.

Zatanna was not at all surprised when she heard this bizarre story, as if she had become accustomed to it, she put her hands on the bar and sighed: He always does this kind of dangerous thing, and then expects others to be in danger. Going to rescue him at this critical moment, I really should let him suffer once.

But not this time.

Okay, okay, I'll bring back that fragment and his body intact.

It's better to still have that mysterious existence.

I try my best.

Not long after Zatanna left, Bruce saw a familiar figure at the door, which was Cain who had turned into a clown.

But Cain's state was a bit strange. He kept pinching his neck and bumping around in the bar, then lay down on a table and asked in a hoarse voice: What's the matter with your blood? ...why...cough cough cough...

Bruce frowned, but he didn't show a surprised expression. He walked towards Cain and said to himself, Sure enough, Batman is not crazy enough, and the clown is easy to wake up.

You...you, what did you say? Cain asked in great pain, pressing his hand on the corner of his mouth.

It's nothing. Bruce stood in front of Cain, the shadow of his body covering Cain's body.

Cain looked up, and saw a pair of darker and deeper blue eyes in Bruce's figure against the light.

Click, click, click...

Cain closed his eyes in pain, listening to the sound of blood flowing from the veins in his arm and dripping onto the table. He was not as thirsty for blood as a low-level vampire, but Bruce's voice lingered in his ears like a devil.

Do you like my sacrifice?

Cain's hands clenched tightly into fists, he would rather drink Bruce's blood and sink into painful madness again than say no.

Because God said no.

Accurate, what is an outstanding graduate! (Tactical back.jpg)