Chapter 963: Constantine's Dead End (Part 1)

Constantine, lying on the cliff, was stunned there. But at this time, Zatanna rushed up quickly.

Just now, when Batman wanted to jump down, she wanted to stop him, but her movement was a step slow, and she didn't stop him.

Zatanna ran to the edge of the cliff and dragged the stunned Constantine back. Just as she was dragging Constantine away, she suddenly discovered that faint light was glowing on Constantine's body.

Zatanna said with some surprise: "What's wrong with this? Why are you glowing? Oh, my God! The wounds on your body are healing!"

Accompanied by that kind of faint light, spreading over Constantine's whole body, those scars that went deep into his soul and covered his whole body were disappearing bit by bit.

Including certain scars that looked like cuts, burns, or a piece missing and then sewn back together, they were all constantly healing.

But Constantine seemed to have gone crazy. His whole body was trembling, and he roared loudly: "No! No! You can't leave me! You can't go... you can't go... you are part of my soul!

!"

"Lobo... Tansan... Astra! Astra!" Constantine grabbed his arm, trembling and letting out a scream. Zatanna didn't know what was wrong with him, so she could only try hard to hold him down and ask, "Who is Astra? What are you shouting about?"

"A little girl... I killed her, she was dragged to hell... just like today, I didn't... I didn't catch her..." Constantine's language system became a bit chaotic. He said: "And Lobo... the walker, because of me, his heart was gouged out by a demon. This is the trace he left behind..."

Constantine covered his chest again, but after he took his hand away, he discovered that there was nothing there, so he let out another scream.

Zatanna couldn't understand at all why Constantine suddenly went crazy. She could only try hard to persuade: "Don't be like this, John! John! Look at me, relax a little, this is a good thing..."

"The disappearance of these scars means those demons won't come to pester you again. After all the sins you committed, the traces left by magic, all disappear, you can return to a peaceful life. Isn't this what you have always used to persuade me?!"

"No..." Constantine said trembling: "You don't understand, you don't understand... they are the meaning of my living, these scars are the meaning of my living..."

Zatanna shook her head hard and said: "You're crazy. I know you are very sad about them falling down, but it doesn't matter, we can still think of ways to save them. It's not like you haven't been to hell!"

"As long as you pay a sufficient price, the demons will be willing to let people go. But you must calm down and think now, where to start, so that you can save them back... Constantine!" Zatanna grabbed Constantine's two shoulders, looked into his eyes, and said:

"Reverse magic is an ability I was born with, and I don't have to pay a price for it, so I don't understand how to deal with demons at all. This matter can only be done by you. So, now, only you can save Bruce and Shiler back! Can you calm down?!

!"

By the time she finished speaking, Zatanna was already roaring. But Constantine was completely unmoved. He supported the ground with his hands and lowered his head, saying:

"I have killed many of my friends and innocent people. Every one of them will leave a scar on my soul, bringing me endless pain..."

"But it is precisely this kind of pain that allows me to live, allows me to realize that I am paying a price, for my filth, evil, and ingratitude..."

"Physical pain can exempt me from inner blame. Whenever I feel guilty, pain is my antidote. Whenever I feel that life is worse than death, I feel that I have made compensation to those victims..."

"So, I must not be healed... Stop! Stop!" Constantine stood up like he had gone crazy, as if he had seen some hallucination, constantly waving his arms, shouting: "Get out! Get out! Don't come near me!

!

!"

Zatanna had no choice but to hug Constantine hard. But after those scars disappeared, Constantine's soul power became more abundant, and Zatanna couldn't stop him at all.

Constantine walked to the edge of the cliff swaying, almost falling down. Zatanna really had no choice. She reached out, pointed at Constantine, and said: "Stop moving!"

A beam of flowing light flew onto Constantine, immediately fixing him in place. However, within a few seconds, Constantine showed signs of breaking free. Zatanna cursed, and then added another magic spell.

She grabbed Constantine's soul, looked at the hell below the cliff, hesitated for a moment, but still summoned a fire circle portal and took Constantine away from here.

Constantine kept struggling and cursing all the way. Zatanna had to add a binding magic every once in a while. By the time they returned to the Batcave along the Spirit Realm, Zatanna was already panting and couldn't catch her breath.

Standing in place to rest for a while, looking at Constantine who was about to break free again, Zatanna picked up his soul, forcibly stuffed it back into his body, and then she herself woke up from returning.

But just after waking up, Constantine bounced up from the sofa like a dying fish, and then began to scream. Zatanna pressed him down again and asked: "What are you shouting about?!

!"

Zatanna pressed Constantine's shoulders, and Constantine's struggle made his shirt a bit messy. Looking in from the collar, Zatanna exclaimed: "My God! The scars on your body have also disappeared!"

Constantine became a bit dull. Zatanna held his face, looked at his appearance carefully, and then said with some doubt: "No, it's not just that the scars have disappeared, you seem to have become younger?"

"I remember you said last time how old you were? 35 or 36? But before, you looked like you were 45..." Zatanna reached out, touched Constantine's eyelids gently, and then said: "You really have become younger. Now you look like you're just 30 years old."

Zatanna thought for a while and then said: "All your debts have been paid off, including the lifespan you once offered. Therefore, the scars on your soul, the scars on your body, have all disappeared, and your age has also been restored."

Zatanna reached out, the fingertips lit up with a bit of light, and then gently touched her own brow center. Her eyes flashed with a crystal-clear luster. When she looked at Constantine again, she said shockingly: "Jesus! John, you are incredibly healthy now. Your soul activity is stronger than any mage I have ever seen..."

Hearing the word mage, Constantine seemed to have been triggered by some switch. He suddenly jumped up from the ground, bumped Zatanna, making her stagger, and then he stared at Zatanna with burning eyes and said: "Spell-casting materials... give me some spell-casting materials!

I know you have them!

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!"

"Do you want to use magic?" Zatanna climbed up from the ground, then snatched the two wrinkled talismans from Constantine's hand and said: "You often educated me before not to abuse magic, not to trust magic too much. How come it's your turn now, and you don't remember it instead?!"

"John, haven't you figured out the current situation yet?" Zatanna held Constantine's shoulders with both hands and said: "You don't have any debts anymore! You are a normal person now!"

"That is to say, you won't be pestered by any demons or angels anymore. You can live a peaceful life!"

Zatanna stared at Constantine's eyes, revealing a trace of sadness in her eyebrows, and said: "Although my attitude toward magic isn't as pessimistic as yours, I also know that this is a river that once stepped into, you can never get rid of."

"When we were young, we all got our pants wet because of ignorance. All mages in this world are like this. Once they use magic once, they can never avoid the curse of being pestered by dream demons."

"As long as you take one step into this circle, you will eventually fall into a vicious cycle of paying debt with debt, until your soul falls into hell."

"But now... but now!" Zatanna also said excitedly: "You jumped out of this cycle! Constantine! You are the luckiest mage in the world. You have a chance to start over!"

"As long as you never touch magic again, you won't repeat the same mistakes! You are free!"

Constantine's eyes were a bit dull, but he still shook his head slowly, then lowered his head to look at Zatanna, and said: "Give me spell-casting materials..."

"No, I won't give them to you." Zatanna slowly stepped back two steps and said: "That is harming you. Although I like to use magic myself, I will never teach others to use magic. That is dragging an innocent person into the water, including you."

"As for Bruce and Shiler..." Zatanna took a deep breath and then said: "I will find a way to find people in the family, let them contact the demons in hell, and see if they are willing to pay a price."

"Both of their souls have special features. That group of demons won't be willing to let go. Once they are deadlocked, there will be a possibility of negotiating conditions. As for you, John, you should go home."

"Don't go! Little Za! Don't go!" Constantine stood in place, looked at Zatanna's back, and begged: "Stay here, accompany me..."

Hearing Constantine's trembling tone, Zatanna clenched her fists, but her footsteps still stopped. She walked back, looked at Constantine, and said: "You are a normal person now, John. You have gained a new life. You should feel happy about this."

Constantine shook his head and said: "You don't understand, Little Za. It's not that I don't have the ability to pay off those debts. You should know that there are too many ownerless things in the universe. If I collect them with heart, I might not be able to satisfy everyone."

"But I am not willing to do that, and I borrowed more and more. My purpose is not the power borrowed from them, but the consequence of not paying the debt."

"Demons will try every means to come to collect debts, including torturing my body, whipping my soul, and in nightmares, making me experience endless punishment. But that is exactly what I need..."

Constantine revealed a sad expression and said: "I am not the kind of person you imagine, who can harm friends with peace of mind without feeling guilty at all."

"Only the pain in reality can allow me to escape this kind of blame..." Constantine took a deep breath, leaned against the wall, and sat down slowly. He covered his face with both hands and said in an extremely painful voice:

"But Shiler... my good friend, he saw this point in his interaction with me."

"So, he used the most crisp and neat method to eliminate these pains, making me unable to escape anymore. This is my old debt..."

"He anticipated all of this!" Constantine's knuckles were slightly white. He gritted his teeth and said: "He knew that as long as he jumped down, Batman would definitely jump down too!"

"The one who once wanted to save me, and the one who truly saved me, fell into hell together. This will be a new debt that is even harder to pay off than all the old debts added together..."

"Old debts cannot be escaped, new debts are hard to pay off..."

"I am saved?" Constantine looked up at Zatanna and said in a tone of despair:

"No, I will never be saved." ===== CHAPTER 964 =====

"I'm saved?" Constantine looked up, looked at Zatanna, and said in a tone of despair:

"No, I will never be saved."