Chapter 1479: Flying Birds and Returning (39)

The sea breeze in Plymouth carried an indescribable salty and fishy dampness. Thick dark clouds shrouded the sky. The old ships docked in Devonport Dockyard were rusty. The sunset sprinkled a path of diamonds on the crests of the waves. Through the gaps in the tattered sails, one could see the water foam splashed by the waves like pale fingers, etching traces on the ancient reefs.

A somewhat dilapidated black car stopped on the side of the road. Several figures rushed into the bunker before the sunset ended. The rich smell of blood came from inside the main door. Jim, who broke open the door, grabbed his weapon with both hands, arched his body, and walked inside step by step.

Red Robin looked down at the bloodstains on the ground, then looked toward the stairwell and said, "They are underground."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bennett turned into a bat and rushed down. The others followed behind him. And just as several people rushed into the basement, they saw Kaz's shriveled corpse lying in the center of a mysterious magic circle.

All his blood had been drained, forming one blood flow after another, guided by magic along the rune patterns of the magic circle toward one direction.

Constantine looked up and saw countless blood-colored fragments and mucus at the end of the magic circle, looking like a broken egg.

"They are using Kaz's blood to hatch something..." Constantine's boots made a wet sound when he stepped on the blood. He walked toward Kaz's corpse, but Red Robin walked up and blocked him.

"I have forensic experience, you step back, let me check."

Constantine looked at him, but still stopped. Red Robin walked up, turned Kaz's corpse over with his hands, and looked at the big hole in his chest.

"His heart was dug out first, then all his blood was drained, and even the power in his bones and muscles was squeezed dry. What exactly does that vampire named Mary want to do?"

Bennett stared blankly at the traces of the egg at the end of the room. Constantine just wanted to ask if he had discovered anything, when Bennett spoke, "Do you know what the difference is between the Camarilla and the Sabbat within the blood clan?"

Bennett took a deep breath. In his narrative, the secrets of the blood clan for thousands of years gradually unveiled a corner of the veil.

"Adam and Eve's son Cain was expelled from the Garden of Eden because he killed his brother. He vowed to take revenge on Adam and Eve. Thus, he took their descendants, that is, humans, as food, sucking their blood and depriving them of their lives."

"Cain had thirteen descendants, which are the thirteen clans of the blood clan. The bloodline from Cain gave them powerful strength, but they were not entirely united, and some clans were even like enemies."

"In the year we call the Year of Blood, a war broke out between the thirteen clans. They split into two factions, the Camarilla and the Sabbat, also known as the Camarilla and the Sabbat. The struggle between the two parties has never ceased."

"For many years, their main contradiction was whether they should be loyal to the ancestor Cain. And the members of the Sabbat killed humans wantonly and turned countless bloodthirsty monsters, not just to satisfy their own appetite. They were collecting life force."

"Constantine narrowed his eyes slightly, but Red Robin continued, "... For what?"

"To resurrect Cain."

"Is Cain dead?" Red Robin asked.

"No, Cain is immortal. When God punished Cain, he announced that he should leave the Garden of Eden, but people should not kill him. But the church, which honors God's will, regarded Cain as a sinner and has been expelling and sealing him."

"The last time should be two hundred years ago. Saint William from York Cathedral led a group of knights to severely wound Cain, making him fall into a deep sleep, and there has been no news since."

Bennett sighed and turned to look at Constantine, saying, "Still remember our guess about the purpose of the Blood Red Moon's ritual of sacrificing living people? Perhaps we were all wrong. That was not a promotion ritual for Blood Queen Mary or anyone else. They wanted to collect life force to resurrect Cain."

Constantine walked forward a few steps, came to the side of the egg fragments, knelt halfway to check the mucus splashing around, and said, "Don't tell me they have already succeeded."

"I'm afraid so." Red Robin's voice came from around Kaz's corpse. He stood up, looked at Constantine, and said, "I modified the magic circle for summoning demons. My phone didn't get through to 'Litasher the Filthy', but connected to another demon."

"Who?" Constantine frowned.

"Lilith."

Everyone present gasped. Constantine took a step forward, placed his hand on Red Robin's shoulder, and looked into his pupils.

Suddenly, he turned pale, staggered back two steps, shook his head hard, and said, "Get out, Lilith, I don't owe you anything!"

Deadman Boston walked up and said, "Do you know what a dangerous move you made? You sought answers from the Mother of Succubi and Darkness, she will definitely make you pay the price."

"The price can wait." Red Robin came to the side of the broken egg and said, "Lilith told me that it was her nephew's good work. And she is of the same origin as Adam in the Garden of Eden. God used mud to create Adam, and also created her. They are siblings, and Cain is Adam's son, and also Lilith's nephew."

"Big trouble." Constantine looked up at the runic etchings on the ceiling and said, "I'm afraid the Second Bloodline War is coming. Go, return to the Oblivion Bar, we must gather manpower from the magical world, and then notify the church..."

Just as Constantine was walking toward the door, Jim, the Master of Dark Night, was stunned. He called Constantine to stop, then raised the Night Blade, and said to these people, "What's wrong, Andrea, what happened?"

"Master, come back quickly! The bar is in a mess now, the cabbage you brought back beat up two, but can't handle more crazy mages!"

"What exactly is going on? How dare they make trouble in the Oblivion Bar?!"

"Big trouble! The demons of Hell have collectively breached the contract, they have taken back all the power they lent to mages... The magical world is finished!"

Everyone present was stunned. Finally, the Deadman reacted first. He waved his hand and said, "It's fine, now none of our power comes from demons. Let's return to the bar to stop the chaos first."

Jim, the Master of Dark Night, opened the door to Maia. Several people took a shortcut from the magical world and returned to the Oblivion Bar. As soon as they stepped into the bar, they saw mages lying on the ground wailing and the beating cabbage waving its leaves and jumping around on the counter.

Jim felt anxious when he saw the chaotic situation in the bar, completely forgetting Schiller's instructions before. He wanted to go back behind the counter to get a box to pack the cabbage, but as soon as he approached the counter, he was hit by an uppercut and flew to the opposite wall.

He let out an 'ouch' scream, then covered his nose and stood up dizzy. He took a deep breath, pointed to that cabbage, and said, "Quick, pack it up! If this continues, the magical world will really be finished!"

In the end, it was Bennett who turned into a bat, dodged the cabbage's attack, and rammed the cabbage back into the box. The female bartender Andrea closed the lid of the box.

"Thanks to it!" Andrea crawled out from behind the counter and said, "A group of mages were looking for the Master of Dark Night like crazy. I said you weren't there, and they were about to make a move. Fortunately, it protected me."

"What exactly is going on?" Jim widened his eyes and looked at Andrea to ask. Andrea sighed, grabbed a mage who had been knocked out by her with a wine bottle from behind the counter, pressed him onto the counter, and said, "You'd better ask him."

Constantine walked up, grabbed the collar of this mage, and splashed the ice water in the cup next to him onto his face. Soon, this bald middle-aged mage woke up leisurely.

"God, Constantine!!" He screamed instinctively.

But before Constantine could ask, the middle-aged mage grabbed Constantine's arm and cried to him: "Constantine... Grand Mage Constantine! You have to think of a way! That group of damn demons breached the contract and took back their power. Most mages can't cast magic anymore!"

"Mages were driven out because they couldn't maintain the operation of the Mage Tower. When other creditors came to the door, the lucky ones ran away, and the unlucky ones were torn to pieces. The territory of the magic family lacked the protection of magic circles, and all kinds of monsters came to the door. Everywhere was bloody, all corpses..."

The middle-aged mage kept muttering, crying and saying, "Crazy, crazy, all crazy..."

Constantine pushed him away, slapped him to the side, and then kicked him in the stomach, saying, "This is your reason for rushing into the neutral zone? A complete idiot, you brought this on yourselves!"

The middle-aged mage lying on the ground didn't even have the strength to climb up, only lying on the ground and howling. Constantine took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart, saying, "Don't count on this group of cowards, without the charity of demons, they are not even as good as a three-year-old child."

He paced in front of the bar somewhat irritably and said, "I should have thought this day would come. How could demons be so kind, lending power to so many people with such a low threshold?"

"They have been waiting for this day, waiting for these idiots who have adapted to magical power to lose their power, kneel at their feet, and pray for their torture, just for that little bit of leftovers!"

"The shame of humanity!" Constantine cursed.

"Calm down, John." The emotionless Deadman walked up and pressed his hand on Constantine's shoulder to appease him.

Red Robin's train of thought was as clear as ever. He said, "We must first figure out the reason for the demons' collective breach of contract, preserve the remaining living strength of the magical world to deal with the possible impact, and then go to investigate the secret behind all this."

"You won't have this chance."

A cold female voice sounded at the door. A flash of lightning passed outside the Oblivion Bar, and a woman with huge bat wings walked slowly into the Oblivion Bar.

"Mary!" Bennett called her name.

Mary lifted her head lightly. She had beautiful reddish-brown curly hair, looking like a noble lady in the Middle Ages, wearing a Rococo-style long dress, looking like she had walked out of a painting.

She scanned the surroundings, and after seeing those embarrassed mages lying on the ground, she revealed a sneer and said, "Bad luck, humans. It seems the demons can't stand your stupidity either."

"What exactly is going on?" Jim stared coldly at her and asked, "If you don't explain it clearly, don't think about walking out of the bar alive!"

"What are you referring to? The return of the great ancestor or the correct choice of the demons?" Mary was fearless, and more blood clan members flooded into the bar.

She walked forward two steps, her hands folded in front of her to maintain an elegant and noble appearance, with an unbridled calm momentum, forming a sharp contrast with the tense atmosphere opposite.

"Before threatening me, do you want to see—who this is?"

Mary revealed a smile and waved her pale fingertips lightly. Two strong blood clan members threw a figure onto the ground.

Constantine widened his eyes and called her name.

"Zatanna!!" ===== CHAPTER 1480 =====

Constantine widened his eyes and called out her name.

"Zatanna?!"

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