Chapter 1496: Twilight Event (18)

"I, I... I got it! Probably." When Zatanna jumped out of the teleportation portal, she clearly recovered a lot of vitality. She pressed her chest with her hand and took a few long breaths and said: "To be on the safe side, I still cleared his memory about me, otherwise I might be discovered by him that I cast a suggestion spell to make him work hard."

Zatanna looked up at Bruce and said somewhat uneasily: "Will you think I'm a bit evil?"

"I think you did a good job."

The bartender Andrea had already started applauding her, but Zatanna was still frightened by Bruce's such blunt praise. She remembered that Bruce rarely praised people before.

"To tell you the truth, I have something to ask for your help." Bruce sat at the bar and looked into Zatanna's eyes and said: "You might not have watched TV recently, you don't know I sponsored a variety show."

"Oh, I heard Andrea mention it a few times."

Bruce frowned, looking a bit distressed and said: "A few years ago, when I got this gem, I felt something was wrong, but at that time I only felt it was beautiful, had collection value, and could please Selina, so I took it upon myself to smash it, and let it scatter all over the world, preparing to give Selina a surprise when I took it back."

"But I didn't expect that Master Andrew came to me before and said this thing is very dangerous, it seems to be called 'Spirit of Wrath'. In short, every black diamond that was smashed contains very powerful power, which is very likely to attract the attention of magicians who lack power."

"You also know that in the magical world, it has always been the young and middle-aged magicians who have the final say, and most people are promoted to Grand Magicians when they are young, including magicians in the Grand Magician Alliance."

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

"Some young apprentices who haven't gone too deep into the magical world and are very short of money will definitely want to participate in it, because they may have mastered some magic props, they feel they have advantages over ordinary people, and feel they can easily get this huge sum of money."

"Once they get in touch with the black diamond, even if they have seen it from afar, the common sense of the magical world will tell them that this thing is not ordinary, and it contains huge power."

"One passes ten, ten passes a hundred, this kind of wind will definitely reach the ears of the Grand Magician, and once their negotiations with demons are not smooth, they will hit the idea of the black diamond."

"I heard that Beelzebub has returned to hell, and he and Azazel have had differences on the contract conditions for humans, and the negotiations have been shelved for the time being. Demons are not in a hurry, but magicians are very anxious."

"The longer the time drags on, the more painful and crazy they become. They are even willing to give up human dignity and kneel at the feet of the devil, so how can they not try to snatch the black diamond?"

"But the ordinary guests invited in the variety show started earlier than them. Many people have already pursued the location of the black diamond. If magicians intervene, the two sides will definitely explode in conflict."

"The magical world has unwritten rules. We must keep a low profile and attract as little attention from ordinary society as possible. Now is not thousands of years ago. If magicians and ordinary people fight, there is no second outcome except being blown into meat sauce by artillery fire."

Speaking of this, Zatanna became nervous. She jumped off the high stool at the bar in a hurry and said: "Although the magic families are basically finished, I still have a few friends in the magical world. I have to remind them not to hit the idea of that damn diamond. It's not a good thing, and don't have conflicts with ordinary people. If they are wanted, they will definitely die very miserably!"

Bruce grabbed her and looked at her: "You can stop a few magicians, can you stop all of them? If those Grand Magicians are determined to snatch it, what are you going to do?"

Zatanna stood on the spot, looking very difficult. She thought for a while and said: "They shouldn't be that impulsive, right? This may provoke a war between ordinary people and the magical world, this is not a joke."

Just as she said this, the door of the Forgotten Bar was pushed open with a "bang." Master of Dark Arts Jim, with an extremely gloomy face, walked into the bar with a group of his allies.

Among them were the very familiar Bennett, Deadman, and Madame Xanadu, as well as a very tall green monster covered in vines and creepers, a chimpanzee wearing detective clothing, and a woman wearing a purple tights and a mask.

Seeing Bruce and Zatanna sitting by the bar, Jim looked 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 with concern.

"The Grand Magician Alliance is crazy!" Jim's tone became a bit trembling: "They are crazy for power, they even want to kill ordinary people to seize power. This group of damn fools and devils, they will kill us all!"

Seeing the puzzled expression on Zatanna's face, Deadman Boston sighed and said: "We searched for allies all over the world and pulled in quite a few helpers. This is Swamp Thing, this is Detective Master Bobo, and this is Miss Black Orchid."

Bruce and Zatanna nodded to the few people, and Boston said in a somewhat melancholy tone: "Originally everything was going very smoothly. We brought helpers back to London. On the way back to the bar, we met a wounded person, a thin old man."

"We originally thought he was attacked and scratched by a vampire. There are many such wounded people in New York recently, and the hospitals are almost full, but we didn't expect that old man to tell us that a group of weirdos in robes and holding magic staves pushed him down and snatched his handbag."

"We chased in the direction he pointed, but discovered that it was a group of magicians, and they were new members of the Grand Magician Alliance. They were infighting for the handbag."

"Jim felt the powerful power in the handbag, so we decisively rushed up to subdue them. Jim questioned them why they attacked ordinary people, and still a thin old man, but they just kept cursing and saying this was what they deserved."

"They said ordinary people are just dirty bugs without talent and not lucky enough." Jim gritted his teeth and said: "They said they should have been superior, and now it's just an accident, and they will take back this power themselves."

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

"Yes, Master of Dark Arts Jim, we were wrong... very wrong! We shouldn't have shrunk in a small corner when we mastered powerful power. We should have relied on these powerful powers to obtain greater power!"

"We will fall to today's situation because of this wrong choice. If we ruled the world, then without the power of magic, we could still live well!"

"Wait, Jim, the people of the Grand Magician Alliance have already come out in full force to seize the powerful Spirit of Wrath. Once we combine it into one, it will definitely give us power beyond everything! By then, we will never make that mistake again, we will definitely have status and wealth matching our talent and luck!"

Jim covered his head with his hands. He felt that a string in his brain had been jumping, making his head ache.

"Loss may give birth to cherishing, but regaining what was lost sometimes gives birth to madness." Detective Chimpanzee Bobo jumped onto the bar, sighed and said: "The insecurity of losing power will always linger in their hearts, and once they regain power, this insecurity will urge them to frantically accumulate wealth, even if it triggers a war."

Just at this time, Master of Dark Arts Jim stood up from the table, drew the sword from his scabbard and held it in front of his chest, and said: "Prepare for battle, guys, we are going to face vampires and the Grand Magician Alliance 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 to look at him and said calmly: "They will only think you are in the same group as the magicians, and even think you are monsters more evil than them."

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

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

"Mr. Wei En, this is the British Embassy, where are you now? There have been... uh, violent protests on several streets in the UK. The police have rushed over to deal with it, and it will be fine soon, but we have to ensure your safety. After all, we have to be responsible for the workers of the Wei En Group..."

Bruce showed a difficult expression, but Jim immediately walked up and said: "She is right, Bruce, you are an important person. If the heir to the Wei En Group has an accident, no one can be responsible."

"Wait, if that group of Grand Magicians just wants to stir up the situation in London, they will definitely target Bruce Wei En. You have become famous recently, so you are extra dangerous..."

"No, someone must be sent to protect you. Little Zat, Little Zat! Stop drinking, wake up quickly, watch Bruce Wei En, it all depends on you."

Zatanna nodded hard and said: "Don't worry, watching one person is no problem."

Having obtained Zatanna's guarantee, the Master of Dark Arts and his party turned and left to deal with the so-called violent protest.

And Zatanna seemed to have just remembered something, looked at Bruce and asked: "You just said you have something to ask for my help, what is it? For the sake of you 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 inserted a dark fragment into his chest. I dare not pull it out casually. After all, if Constantine destroys his body, he won't be able to resurrect."

Zatanna was not surprised at all when she heard this bizarre story, as if she was already accustomed to it. She put her hand on the bar and sighed and said: "He always does such dangerous things, and then expects others to save him in times of crisis. He really should taste bitterness once."

"But not this time."

"Okay, okay, I will bring that fragment and his corpse back intact."

"It's best to have that mysterious existence too."

"I'll try my best."

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

But Cain's state was a bit strange. He kept clutching his throat and bumping around in the bar, then fell on the surface of a table and asked in a shrill tone: "What's wrong with your blood, why am I... why... cough, cough..."

Bruce frowned, but didn't show a look of surprise. He walked towards Cain while talking to himself: "Sure enough, Batman is not crazy enough, the Joker is easy to wake up."

"You... you, what did you say?" Cain asked painfully, pressing his mouth with his hand.

"Nothing." Bruce stood in front of Cain, his body's shadow covering Cain.

Cain looked up and saw those deeper and more profound blue eyes in Bruce's figure against the light.

"Patter, patter, patter..."

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

"Do you like my sacrifice?"

Cain's hand clenched into a fist. He would rather drink Bruce's blood and fall into painful madness again than say no.

Because God said no. ***