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Constantine sat on the ground, smoking a cigarette in loneliness.

Dante stood in front of the sofa, frowning and staring into Zed's eyes. Those eyes were dull and distant, which reminded Dante involuntarily of the past when he was struggling in purgatory.

On the side, Gary Lester was trembling uncontrollably. He didn't know what happened. He only saw that the woman just shook hands with Dante and turned into a mummy. His barren His magical knowledge and chaotic thinking could not help him analyze what he heard, the conversation between Dante and Constantine. He could only look at Dante in fear, his body trembling constantly, praying that he would not be touched by those hands again. arrive.

After a moment, Constantine threw the cigarette he had only taken a few puffs to his side. He jumped up from the ground, first stamped out the cigarette butt, and then came to Dante's side.

"I want to draw a magic circle to strengthen the connection between Zed's body and soul. Dante, help me hold Zed on the table."

After Constantine finished speaking, he quickly rushed to the table. He waved his hands fiercely and swept everything on the table to the ground. Then he returned to his laboratory and took out a bottle of silver-white blood.

"I hope your angel blood can help Zed's soul find its way home."

As Constantine spoke, he dipped his finger in blood and began to smear it on the table. It first drew a huge circle, and then drew some seemingly irregular lines in the circle. Then, he waved to Dante. Place Zed on the table.

After Zedd's withered body lay flat on the rune, Constantine took off all of Zedd's coat, leaving only Zedd's underwear and underwear.

This is not a beautiful picture. The skin all over Zed's body is as pale as a long-dead corpse. What's more, the wrinkles on his skin are enough to scare away any man with distracting thoughts.

Constantine dipped in blood and drew runes on Zed's forehead, chest, lower abdomen, arms, palms, backs of hands, thighs, calves and toes. When he finished, Zed was almost covered with runes.

"Don't let anyone disturb me, don't make any noise that is enough to disturb me, I will listen to the whispers of Zed's soul from distant dimensions"

Constantine said solemnly, he looked at Gary, whose teeth were chattering, and cursed fiercely.

"That's you, shut your mouth."

Gary was so frightened that he shut his mouth tightly, but his heavy breathing still did not satisfy Constantine. Constantine quickly walked to Gary and hit Gary's neck with a palm, knocking the poor man once again. Knocked out.

Then, Constantine returned to the front of the table. He took three candles from the candlestick that he had swept to the ground, and placed the candles on both sides of Zed's head and between her feet.

Constantine lit the candle with a lighter. Then, he stood in the direction of Zed's head and spread out his hands. He dipped his hands into Dante's blood. When he took them out, his hands were covered with dripping angel blood. Blood.

"The great god, the master of endless dimensions, the controller of the dark world, the supreme Dormammu"

Constantine put his blood-covered hands together and rubbed them continuously. First a spark ignited between his palms, and then a blazing flame burned. This flame was the same as the flame he used to deal with Dante not long ago. It's different, it's blue and looks like a bone-chilling flame.

"I am here to sacrifice to you with the blood of angels. Please lead me to find the lost soul in this body. Your power spans thousands of dimensions. I promise you faith, and you will give me hope. Fake, this word "It's so awkward"

As Constantine continued to narrate, the flame in his hand jumped twice, and the angel's blood in his hand gradually decreased, just like fuel, disappearing as the flame burned.

Sweat dripped from Constantine's forehead. He looked at the flame in his hand nervously. When he noticed that the blood had almost disappeared, he simply threw the flame into the bottle containing Dante's blood. The blue flame Constantly burning, the glass bottle is covered with ancient frost, and the blood in the bottle drops at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What Constantine paid attention to was not the disappearance of the blood. He stared closely at the sight of Zed's withered body, a red light that seemed endless, full of vicissitudes and ancient red light.

Dante's eyes turned red. He could never forget the familiar light in front of him. Purgatory. This was the purgatory where he had struggled for almost eternity.

A dark gray soul was stumbling in this red world. Dante saw the appearance of the soul, which was exactly the same as the withered Zed. Dante noticed that Zed's soul was struggling, and the mouth of her soul was Keep chanting.

"eternal"

Constantine looked at Zed's soul excitedly, and he whispered: "Zed, can you hear me?"

"Who"

Zed in purgatory trembled with surprise. She looked left and right with difficulty, but still could only see a patch of red. This red made Zed extremely disappointed, until she heard Constantine's voice again.

"I am Constantine, Zed. Have you forgotten me, have you forgotten the past, have you forgotten your body, have you forgotten the world you live in?"

Constantine questioned one sentence after another. He could not bring Zedd out across dimensions. Even Dormammu, the master of the dark dimension, could not do this. The only one who could make Zedd leave purgatory was herself.

"Zed,

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Listen, it's my voice, feel my direction, recall your past, find your way home, Zed, Zed"

Constantine became more and more nervous, and he kept roaring lowly, but Zed's soul just lay on the ground.

"I've forgotten it all"

Zed said softly, and she continued to crawl aimlessly in the red sand of Purgatory. The red of Purgatory was full of blood, and every grain of sand was a life.

Zed's soul lay in purgatory, constantly listening to Constantine's whispers. She tried hard to remember, but she forgot everything and could not find her way home.

Constantine became more and more anxious. The angel's blood in the bottle was about to disappear. He glanced at Dante, and Dante nodded.

Dante knew that Constantine needed the blood of angels, and Dante would not be stingy with his own blood, but in fact, Dante was not optimistic about Zed. After all, even Dante himself had spent countless hours struggling in purgatory.

You know, Zed is different from me. Even though she has been kneeling on the ground less than five minutes after arriving in Purgatory, such a will is really too weak.

However, even so, Dante planned to cut his wrist and let out some blood. After all, everything happened because of him. Although everyone present was responsible, that was not his reason to evade responsibility.

Unexpectedly, just as Dante was about to slit his wrist, the scene in front of him suddenly flickered. Constantine looked at him angrily and yelled.

"Damn, someone is preventing the connection between me and Dormammu, damn, damn"

Constantine quickly ran to the wall. He wanted to activate the strongest defensive magic in the All-Things House to resist the inexplicable attack. When Constantine turned on the defensive magic, fine magic lines appeared throughout the All-Things House. Net, every inch of the room was filled with magic, and Constantine stood back beside Zed.

However, even if the defensive magic had been fully deployed, the picture of purgatory in front of him was still flickering. As time continued to pass, it flickered faster and faster, until the picture suddenly disappeared into the air.

"Damn, this is not a magic spell aimed at me. The problem is not with me and my magic circle. The problem actually appears with Dormammu. Dormammu must have been attacked by some kind. The attack was serious enough to destroy his magic circle. Unable to continue transfer"

Constantine sat slumped on the ground and glanced at Dante frustratedly.

"I know who they are, I know who stopped Dormammu, I know they must have destroyed my ritual, damn the Holy of Holies, damn the ancient order, damn the old thing who has survived for thousands of years, "Ancient One"

When Dante heard Constantine's words, he froze suddenly.

"Who are you talking about, Ancient One?"

"That's right." Constantine took out a cigarette and summoned a wisp of hell's flames with his fingers to light the cigarette. He smoked the cigarette lonely and said lonelyly: "That's a group of people who stole dimensional power to achieve their goals." My so-called white magicians, a group of bastards who think they are protecting the world, but in fact constantly attract the attention of powerful people from other dimensions to this world. Ancient One is their leader and the only one they have for more than two thousand years. The leader, haha, for such an old and immortal person, some people actually call her the Supreme Mage."

Constantine fell to the ground with his back stretched out. He closed his eyes, smoked his cigarette one after another, and told the same sentence sentence by sentence.

"When I first embarked on the path of magic, I begged them to take me in and teach me magic. However, I didn't even come across the door of the so-called Kama Taj. It was a group of stubborn, stubborn, crazy, ignorant and unwilling people. The bugs should have appeared and taken over the entire magical world, but they actually interrupted my ritual to recall Zed's soul."

Constantine's eyes were full of anger, and the anger was even more intense than before. He took a deep breath until a sentence came out of his mouth.

"One day, Gu Yi will definitely die in my hands, because she deserves to die."

After saying this, Constantine exhaled weakly. He glanced regretfully at Zed on the table, and then he closed his eyes in pain.

"Feel sorry"

Constantine said that he knew that he could not pull out Zed's soul. Zed would eventually disappear into eternal purgatory. This process would not even take long, maybe half a day, maybe a day, no matter how much more, it would not take long. It will be more than three days.

Dante looked at the disappointed Zed and said thoughtfully.

"John, since Ancient One has the ability to stop Dormammu, will Ancient One also have the ability to do the same thing as Dormammu?"

"Don't think about it, I would rather Zede die here than I would never meet that old immortal, absolutely impossible."

"I didn't say I wanted you to go see her. What I meant was that I happened to want to see the Ancient One in your mouth. Maybe I could take Zed with me."

Hearing Dante's words, Constantine jumped up from the floor. He laughed wildly. While laughing, he patted Dante's arm with satisfaction.

"Dante, I've been waiting for your words for a long time. Please, brother, I hope you won't be exiled to a corner of the universe by that old ghost. I hope you can bring Zed back."

As Constantine spoke, he gave Dante a hug. Dante looked at his smile, gave him a depressed middle finger, and said.

"Grass"