Chapter 3976

"Return to Earth." Constantine turned to Schiller and said, "Considering that Anya will spend most of her time on Earth in the future, this permanent body must be manufactured on Earth, so as to ensure that the body can adapt to the environment. And considering that she is surrounded by mutants, it is best for the body to have some special powers, at least magic affinity, so that at least she can be a mage."

Schiller nodded. Although Constantine's method of doing things focuses on "a knife over the word 'lust'", sometimes the method is not important, the result is relatively important. Just say whether he got the job done or not.

Regarding the problem of Anya's body, actually Erik and Charles had been preparing for it long ago, but unfortunately, creating a body for a soul is not that easy.

Originally, this kind of thing should be done by Stark, and Stark had also made attempts, but whether it was manufacturing a mechanical body or a magical body based on magic, there was no way to force the soul of a person who was once alive into it. This is not quite the same as soul ignition.

Soul ignition is to have a body first and then shape the soul, while Anya is to have a soul first, and then shape a body for this soul. The former has actually been happening on Earth all along; the birth of a newborn is the combination of physical sperm and egg first, and then the ignited soul flame.

However, if a body could be easily shaped for a soul, then humans wouldn't die at all. If the shelf life of the body is over, then change to another one, and soul energy can also be supplemented with magic energy. In this way, everyone can live forever, which is obviously violating the laws of the universe. So it is particularly difficult to accomplish this.

Although Anya could live in the bodies created by Stark and could barely control them, it was more like sitting in the driver's seat driving a car, and not as natural as controlling her original body. So this became a problem that troubled Erik and Charles.

However, Constantine is an outlier. He belongs to the crooked path among mages, and what he studies is not the magic knowledge passed down before at all. He has his own magic system, and whether looking at the performance or delving into the principles, it is somewhat detached from the magic category and is more similar to the omnipotent power of creation.

Take the ash clone he uses; this thing is not a simple illusion. Each body is real, but in fact, it doesn't exist. It is after specializing certain magic energy, it is transformed into another deeper power of the universe. After it is expressed, almost no detection instrument or person can detect it.

This is the capital he can jump around in front of Magneto; Magneto cannot catch his clones.

But these clones have all of Constantine's power, or rather, that is Constantine. It is a projection of a part of him, and he can transfer his body and soul to the clone at any time. It is relying on this hand of emptiness and reality, truth and falsehood, that Constantine can live and jump until now under the hunt of so many devils.

This technology can also be used to create a body for Anya. Essentially, the body is not manufactured, but a projection based on the deep power of the universe.

As for how Constantine understood the deep power of the universe here, Schiller didn't know. But judging from his familiarity with the superheroes in this universe, he wasn't here for the first time, and it is estimated that he had been studying these things long ago.

Schiller had just wanted to agree that "trash is a resource in the wrong place," when Constantine proved to him again what is called "trash should stay where trash should stay."

After entering Earth, Constantine went to the New York Sanctum without stopping; he wanted to read the collection of books here. Upon learning this news, Schiller finally breathed a sigh of relief, but also had a hint of disappointment. Constantine not going out to court death is considered to have greatly reduced his workload, but if you don't court death, you won't die; really not many people can accept that he can return home alive.

After reading books for only about a morning, Constantine started experimenting. Of course, he first tried to summon a Demon God; saying summon is not accurate, actually it's just calling a Demon God. Don't look at the magic defense network, but if there is an accurate number, making a call is still possible.

Constantine first called Mephisto, but Mephisto might be busy filming a movie and had no time to answer the phone, so he escaped a disaster. Immediately following were the Crimson and Dark Dimension lords, but it turned out these two big brothers might have fallen asleep, and no one answered his phone.

Later, he called Vishanti again. Vishanti answered, but they are considered to have eyes and ears all over the universe. Constantine's telecommunications fraud couldn't be hidden from them, so they simply refused Constantine's transaction. Then he even called the Eternity Temple, but unfortunately, Eternity hasn't returned yet to avoid those few little troublemakers.

Constantine was also gritting his teeth. In the past, in his own universe, he was a popular figure, and a phone call could have several people answering in turns. Don't worry about how loudly they cursed when they answered the phone, but at least this represented that he was valued.

In this universe, it's the opposite; none of these big Demon Gods are dedicated to their work, and they didn't even answer the phone. Could it be that they really have such a strong sense of crisis, knowing that he has bad intentions, so they deliberately hid?

Constantine flipped through the phone yellow pages for a long time, and finally locked onto a name—the Great Demon Shadow Chthon.

Constantine didn't choose him at first because this guy didn't look very strong. Don't look at the identity marked above like "possessor of Chaos Magic," but Constantine inferred from his rich experience that the more essential the power represented, the less it can be messed with, otherwise the universe administrator will teach you how to be a person. Messing with this kind of guy is too easy to restart the universe.

But his priority targets didn't answer the phone, and Constantine had no other way, so he could only pinch his nose and call Chthon. It turned out that this guy who claimed to be the Great Demon Shadow had a pretty good attitude, immediately indicating that he could cooperate and would send someone to talk to him now.

Schiller, who was guarding the gate of the temple, had both the relief of "as expected" and the gloating of "you're finished" when he saw Wanda, but when he saw Jarvis following behind Wanda, he was a bit uncertain.

Generally speaking, if you tease Wanda, Wanda won't be the same as you. To be precise, Wanda is the kind of person who prefers less trouble to more trouble. As long as it doesn't challenge the bottom line, she won't be overly calculating. But Miss Witch also has a characteristic, that is, she absolutely does not allow anyone to hurt her friends and family.

That is to say, Schiller is not worried about Constantine teasing Wanda; he is worried about Constantine teasing Jarvis and being beaten to death by Wanda.

But this is serious business after all, and Schiller had no reason to stop them. Wanda seemed to greet him in a very good mood, and then walked in.

Constantine, who was fiddling with the magic array indoors, looked up and saw an exceptionally beautiful red-haired lady. She had red hair like flames, a gentle face, a plump figure, and her whole person was radiant, simply like the Virgin Mary walking into the human world.

"Wow." Constantine exclaimed.

Then immediately, another silver-haired man walked in. His features were like the most exquisite sculpture humans could design, filled with a kind of inorganic beauty from machinery. A pair of red pupils had slight mechanical patterns, and when they turned slightly, they carried a completely different vitality.

"... Wow!" Constantine exclaimed with a raised voice.

Wanda didn't recognize who he was, but Jarvis had already scanned his information. In that information where there wasn't a single complete sentence that could pass the eighteen-plus review, Jarvis quickly pieced together Constantine's yellow and violent life.

He hurriedly reached out and pulled Wanda, who still wanted to move forward, and then said, "He is a mage, be careful."

Wanda didn't understand, she nodded and said, "Of course, he is of course a mage, otherwise how could he appear in the temple and be able to call Chthon?"

"Fine, let me change the way of saying it. He is a mental patient, and also a drug-addicted addict, with a smoking history of over 20 years. Every 1.3 breaths he coughs out can poison a mole cub to death."

Wanda flew back to the gate of the temple and reached out to gently cover her lower abdomen. She is a pregnant woman now, and must resolutely stay away from this source of pollution.

"Why did you call my wife?" Jarvis asked with narrowed eyes.

"Your wife?" Constantine was a bit stunned, and then said, "Oh, so she is actually a transgender person? I mean, of course of course, I am not discriminating, but, can transgender people also get pregnant?"

"The Demon God you contacted uses the same source of power as my wife. If you have anything, just tell me directly."

Constantine only then reacted, and then he said, "Scarlet Witch, right? Sorry, your wife is not quite the same as the Scarlet Witch in most universes here. How to say, they mostly look very tired and sad, while your wife is a bit too radiant."

Jarvis's expression loosened for a moment. Now it was Wanda's turn to reach out and pull him. Jarvis cleared his throat and said, "What are you looking for Chthon for?"

"I need some power. Don't misunderstand, not for myself. You guys should know Magneto's little daughter, right? Professor X asked me to help Anya customize a body, but this process is actually a bit complicated. I need some energy to experiment and put it into practice. Can you lend me some power?"

Jarvis opened his mouth. He didn't think Constantine would lie about this aspect, because contacting Professor X was too simple, and the consequences of deceiving Magneto and Professor X were too serious, so there shouldn't be any fool trying this. Constantine dared to take this job, so he must have certainty.

However, Jarvis was the one who knew the difficulty of this matter best. Many super geniuses here had no way, but Constantine said confidently that it could be done. Could it be that foreign monks are really better at chanting scriptures?

Just when Jarvis was still hesitating, Constantine said again, "You must be curious why a rotten person like me would have a sudden whim to help a little girl. Seriously, this can completely be called helping, because for me, there is no great benefit. After all, Batman's task for me is just to get some energy, and what I got from the Sanctum Sanctorum's transaction is already enough."

"However, I encountered this kind of thing before. The era is a bit long ago, and I have almost forgotten. It seems like a devil appeared in a theater, and a little girl asked me for help, but I couldn't save her. I am not a person with overflowing sympathy. I don't even remember what that little girl looked like, but if this matter were to repeat itself, I would choose to save her, because for the current me, this is not a very difficult thing, just a small effort. Anya is the same. I am very happy to do some good deeds when it is not troublesome, just treat it as an investment for the future."

These words were spoken frankly, straightforwardly, and with genuine feeling, and indeed no fault could be found. And Jarvis looked back and saw Wanda's eyes full of sympathy, not knowing whether she was sympathizing with Constantine's encounter or the little girl who died unfortunately in his mouth.

Jarvis couldn't help but cover his eyes. Wanda's overflowing maternal love is a good thing most of the time, but now it might not be.