Chapter 2233: Battle of Two Cities! (End)
Chapter 2207 Battle of Two Cities! (End)
After this, Constantine realized the weight of the contract - telling him the answer is the ticket that Schiller spent.
Schiller used his answer to buy Constantine's silence, so that Constantine could not expose his true face in front of any Constantine who performed for Schiller.
Then the distant Constantines would present a wonderful performance for Schiller. This time, Schiller could not only watch him, but also participate in it, realizing the zero-distance interaction between the audience and the actors.
This made Constantine crazy.
Constantine is a person who does not need others to tell him who he is. Even the Joker cannot do this completely. The Joker still needs Batman to tell him who he is.
Constantine does not need it at all. He knows who he is, what kind of road he is taking, and where the road leads.
Rock is the art of confused times, but rock is not confused. Rock shows chaos, but the musicality of rock is never chaotic. Its best charm lies in that it presents the confusion and chaos of a certain era to people with clear and rigorous composition, allowing people to experience the beauty of tragic art from music.
Constantine is rock.
What do rock fans hate most?
It's not that other people call them chaotic, crazy, and psychedelic, but that they are just a bunch of lunatics, saying that those who listen to rock are violent or unlearned prodigals. Real rock fans don't care about these things - they hate it most when someone says that someone wants to save rock.
Constantine realized that he had become a commercially and popularly successful rock.
This made him want to vomit.
And the person who succeeded in doing this now said, you are so successful, I guess I can appreciate other art with confidence, and then he left.
Constantine started drinking again with anger.
Then Zatanna yelled at him at the highest decibel Constantine had ever heard in his life.
"You damned bastard! You have failed your friend's efforts for you, you are simply ungrateful!"
Yes, that's it. Constantine's regret mainly comes from this, and now he has no way to defend himself.
If he chooses to degenerate like before, he will simply be against the world, and he will receive the disapproving eyes of everyone in the world.
Please note that this is not the kind of disapproval that used to disgust him, but after learning about his story, he developed some sympathy and then appreciated the beauty of the tragedy he created.
Most of the tragic art that humans like is like this, either because of the irresistible force encountered by the protagonist in the story, they feel pity for themselves, or they comfort themselves from their unfortunate experiences that they are living a good life.
Even those who like and understand tragic art will not think that there is any beauty in ungratefulness and ignorance. They will only secretly hate that you have the opportunity to reverse the tragedy but don't cherish it. Why did such a good thing fall on your dung head?
Constantine used to be like a cigarette, which was harmful, but some people were addicted to it. Now Constantine is like a pile of shit. Some people say that shit can fertilize the fields, but when the dung truck comes, everyone hides farther and farther away.
So Constantine can't fall any further, so all he can do is stop Schiller from leaving, but because of the huge gap in strength, he can't actually do it, so Constantine can only find a way to ruin other Constantine's dramas.
This is the trap of the contract. When Constantine describes the story, he can only use personal pronouns.
Or describe the phenomenon truthfully, such as retelling what the Black Sun did, but can't say who the Black Sun is.
Of course, if you point out his identity to someone familiar with Schiller with pronouns such as a professor or a psychologist, the other party should be able to guess it.
But this is one of the few secrets about Schiller that Constantine knows, and this is all his chips, and a gambler who has lost all his money is unwilling to lend his chips to others. Even if this can win together, he would rather let himself take it all.
In this way, Constantine chased Schiller and watched Schiller contact many Constantines.
This is very simple. The problem is not with Schiller, but almost every Constantine is as Schiller said. They are also greedy. In addition to power, they also seek attention.
They almost can't wait to accept the power gift of the black sun, and the process is just as Constantine said to another self before.
Constantine will encounter certain things by chance, most of which are caused by a doctor named Neog Sosip, who will pretend to be unaware and seek Constantine's help.
The most difficult situation to reverse is that Constantine will think that this is another friend of his based on his empiricism, and then they will try to solve this matter, and they will inevitably encounter various troubles in the process.
Then Dr. Sosip will happen to rely on his extremely rich knowledge of mysticism, and of course his extremely strong background, Honorary Research Fellow of All Souls College, Oxford University, to persuade Constantine to start studying a mysterious god with the image of a black sun.
Constantine also has a good reserve of mystical knowledge. He will soon connect the black sun to a series of gods that have caused some abnormalities in this world, in other words, the Cthulhu gods.
After confirming the existence of the black sun, they will start a series of explorations, usually reading ancient books or finding clues in certain ruins.
In the end, of course, everyone was happy to contact this mysterious god, and Constantine used his cunning tricks to cheat a lot of power.
He will naturally use the new power to solve the troubles they encounter, and I am afraid that when the emergency comes, Dr. Sosip will die for him like Constantine's other friends.
But the ending this time is different. This trouble is simply not something Constantine can solve smoothly. He will die and come to the fog world to wait for a new life.
This whole process leads to a big problem, that is, almost no Constantine will listen to the explanation of another self.
Most Constantines are very sophisticated. Compared with a doctor with an official background who can withstand investigation, it is obviously more suspicious to appear suddenly.
Just like what Constantine encountered in the beach house, the other self did not listen to the explanation at all and just started to fight. Sosip would arrive soon, and Constantine could not call out his name, so he could not alert the other self at all.
He could not even reconcile with the dead Constantine, because somehow, their souls all disappeared, and they did not go to hell, and Constantine could not contact them.
Constantine was really going crazy.
And he was probably the only believer of the Black Sun. Although he was the first believer, whether it was praying, calling, or simply visiting, this new popular god was always busy.
More importantly, Constantine could not use magic now. He was just an ordinary person. Lucifer helped him to travel through the universe because of his previous face. If he got into some troubles like before, he would really die.
The punishment was indeed more severe than he imagined - the pain in his heart was still unbearable, which turned this journey of pursuit into a pilgrimage of ascetics.
In this arduous journey, the young body he regained was exhausted again, and the gift he received was taken away again. Was it because he was not pious? No, because he was too pious.
Constantine still followed Schiller's footsteps relentlessly until he found himself in an extremely chaotic city, where most of the buildings were plowed flat, as if they had just experienced a magical century war.
Constantine saw Schiller walk into the only building with a few floors left, and he immediately followed him in.
Constantine got lost in the building, but eventually came to the top floor, where he heard faint voices coming from, and then heard Schiller shouting: "Come in, John."
Constantine went in for some reason.
"Let me introduce you. This is the type of black box we use to launder money. Of course, it's not him, but another him."
"The Heaven and Hell Contract has drafted gambling regulations. No one in the universe can view the composition of Constantine's power. Everyone can inject power into his body in the form of blind investment. When he dies, the person with the most shares wins and gets all the power he has."
Peter opened his eyes wide and immediately said, "So you stole the power from Barbatos and injected it into his body. After his death, you get all the power that the demons and angels invested in before, so that the dark energy can be washed white and used?"
Constantine was also shocked.
But it was not because of Schiller and Bruce's operation. He was not surprised by what the master and apprentice did.
He looked at Schiller and asked, "So... it's just for money laundering?"
Schiller glanced at him and said, "I remember some people once made a city of broccoli."
"That's not..." Constantine suddenly paused, looked up at Schiller, raised his eyebrows and said, "I did it, what's wrong?"
The moment he covered his heart and fell down, he saw a smile in his scattered gray eyes.
"Teaching the cleanliness of filth and the decline of health - God often feels his powerful power in this way, but for believers, it is a complete tragedy."
And Peter asked anxiously.
"If the black box is opened, the dark energy will still be recycled, then won't it accumulate more and more? Where do you put it? This kind of dark power sounds very dangerous. If it is leaked, it will be troublesome."
"So I ask you, do you believe in the existence of angels?" Bruce said.
"What does this matter?"
"Have you heard of the Garden of Eden?"
"Huh?"
"There is a lake in the Garden of Eden, but the angels don't usually move around there, and no one except the guards goes there."
"But the guards will still go there, right?!"
"Of course the guards will go there, otherwise why would I hide my power there?"
"And..." Schiller added with his hands on the umbrella: "Judging from the guard's behavior, he has severe mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder."
In the Garden of Eden, beside Lake Eden, Uriel, holding a spear, looked at the ink-black lake in disbelief.
Two seconds later, an angry roar echoed in heaven and even in all universes.
"Barbatos!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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