Konstantin sat on the ground, smoking a cigarette in solitude.

Dante stood in front of the couch, frowning and staring into Zed's eyes, which were blank and distant, reminding Dante of his past struggling in purgatory.

On the side, Gary Lester was trembling uncontrollably, he didn't know what was going on, he only saw that the woman just shook hands with Dante, and turned into a dried corpse, his barren magical knowledge and confused thinking could not help him analyze what he heard, Dante and Constantine's conversation, he could only look at Dante in fear, his body trembled uncontrollably, praying that he would not be touched by those hands again.

After a few moments, Constantine threw the cigarette he had only taken a few puffs to his side, jumped up from the ground, first extinguished the cigarette butt with one foot, and then came to Dante's side.

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

After Konstantin finished speaking, he rushed to the table, he waved his hands fiercely, sweeping everything on the table to the ground, and then he returned to his laboratory and took out a bottle of silver-white blood.

"Hopefully, your angelic blood will allow Zed's soul to find its way home!"

Konstantin said, dipped his finger in the blood and began to smear it on the table, first drawing a large circle, then drawing some seemingly irregular lines in the circle, and then, with a wave of his hand, he motioned for Dante to place Zede on the table.

When Zed's withered body lay flat on the runes, Konstantin took off all of Zed's coat, leaving only Zed's underwear and underwear.

It wasn't a pretty picture, Zed's skin was as white as a long-dead corpse, not to mention that the wrinkles on his skin were enough to discourage any distracting man.

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

"Don't let anyone disturb me, don't make anything loud enough to disturb me, I'll listen to the whispers of Zed's souls from distant dimensions!"

Konstantin said solemnly, looking at Gary, whose teeth were chattering, and scolded fiercely.

"It's you, shut your mouth for me!"

Gary closed his mouth in fright, but his heavy breathing still did not satisfy Konstantin, who quickly walked up to Gary and slammed his palm on Gary's neck, knocking the poor man unconscious again.

Konstantin then returned to the table, where he took three candles from the menorah that he had swept to the ground, placing them on either side of Zed's skull and between her feet.

Constantine lit the candle with a lighter, and then, standing in the direction of Zed's head, he spread out his hands, which he dipped into Dante's blood, and when he took it out, his hands were covered with angelic blood.

"The Great God, the Lord of the Infinite Dimension, the Master of the Dark World, the High Dormammu!"

Konstantin put his bloodied hands together and rubbed them together, a spark first ignited between his palms, and then a raging flame froze, which was different from the one he had used against Dante not long ago, it was blue, and it looked like a cold flame.

"I am here to sacrifice to you with the blood of an angel, please take me to this body, that lost soul, your power spans thousands of dimensions, I promise your faith, you will give me hope, Fake, what a strange word!"

As Konstantin's words continued, the flame in his hand jumped twice, and the angelic blood in his hand gradually decreased, like fuel, disappearing as the flame burned.

Sweat was streaming down Konstantin's forehead, he looked nervously at the flame in his hand, and when he noticed that the blood was almost gone, he simply threw the flame into the bottle containing Dante's blood, the blue flame continued to burn, the glass bottle was covered with ancient frost, and the blood in the bottle fell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Konstantin didn't pay attention to the disappearance of the blood, he stared at the eyes tightly, and a red light appeared on Zed's withered body, as if 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 is the purgatory in which he struggled for almost eternity!

In this red world was now crawling a dark gray soul, Dante saw the appearance of the soul, it was exactly the same as the withered Zed, Dante noticed that Zed's soul was struggling, and her soul kept chattering.

"Eternal ......!"

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

"Who?"

In purgatory, Zed shuddered in surprise, she looked left and right with difficulty, but she could only see a red color, which disappointed Zed until she heard Constantine's voice again.

"I'm Konstantin, Zed, have you forgotten me, have you forgotten the past, have you forgotten your body, have you forgotten the world you live in!"

Konstantin questioned one by one, he couldn't bring Zed out across dimensions, even Dormammu, the master of the dark dimension, couldn't do this, and she was the only one who could get Zed out of purgatory!

"Zed, listen, it's my voice, feel my direction, remember your past, find your way home, Zed, Zed?"

Konstantin grew nervous, and he kept whispering, but Zed's soul was just lying on the ground.

"I forgot ......!"

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

Zed's soul lay in purgatory, constantly listening to Konstantin's whispers, she tried, tried to remember, but she forgot everything, she couldn't find her way home!

Konstantin was getting more and more anxious, the angel's blood in the bottle was about to disappear, he glanced at Dante, who nodded.

Dante knew that Constantine needed the blood of angels, and Dante would not skimp on his own blood, but in fact, Dante was not optimistic about Zed, after all, even Dante himself struggled in purgatory for countless hours.

You know, Zed is different from herself, even if she has been on her knees for less than five minutes after arriving in purgatory, such a will is too weak.

However, even so, Dante intends to cut his wrist and let out a little blood, after all, everything happened because of himself, and although everyone present is responsible, that is not a reason for him to evade responsibility.

Who knew that Dante was just about to cut his wrist, and the picture in front of him suddenly became flickering, Konstantin looked at him angrily, and he roared!

"Damn, someone is blocking the connection between me and Dormammu, damn it, damn it!"

Konstantin quickly ran to the edge of the wall, he wanted to turn on the strongest defensive magic of the house of everything to resist the inexplicable attack, when Konstantin turned on the defensive magic, a fine web of magic patterns appeared in the entire house, every foot and inch of the room was filled with magic, and Konstantin stood back beside Zed.

However, even though the defensive magic was fully deployed, the image of Purgatory in front of him continued to flicker, flickering faster and faster as time passed, until the image suddenly disappeared into thin air.

"Damn, it's not magic against me, it's not me and my circle that went wrong, the problem is actually with Dormammu, Dormammu must have received some kind of attack, this attack is so serious that his magic can't continue to transmit!"

Constantine sat down on the floor in a dejected manner, and he glanced at Dante in frustration.

"I know who they are, I know who stopped Dormammu, I know they must have ruined my rituals, damn Holy of Holies of Holies of Hell, damn the Ancient Order, damn the old thing that has lived for thousands of years, the Ancient One!"

When Dante heard Konstantin's words, he was stunned.

"Who do you say?

"That's right!" Konstantin took out a cigarette and lit it with his finger with a wisp of hellish flames. It was a group of so-called white magicians who stole dimensional power to achieve themselves, a group of bastards who thought they were guarding this world, but in fact constantly attracted the attention of powerhouses from other dimensions to this world, Ancient One was their leader, the only leader of them for more than two thousand years, haha, such an old immortal, there are still people who call her the Supreme Mage!"

Konstantin fell to the ground on all fours, he closed his eyes, smoked a cigarette one by one, and told the same sentence by sentence.

"When I first started on the path of magic, I begged them to take me in and teach me magic, but I didn't even touch the door of the so-called Kama Taj, a bunch of stubborn, stubborn, crazy, ignorant bugs who shouldn't have appeared and taken over the entire wizarding world, and they actually interrupted my ritual to recall Zed's soul!"

Konstantin's eyes were filled with anger, which was even more intense than before, and he took a deep breath until a word came out of his mouth.

"One day, the Ancient One will die at my hands, because she deserves to die!"

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

"I'm sorry!"

Konstantin said that he knew that he would not be able to pull Zed's soul out, that Zed would eventually disappear into eternal purgatory, and that the process would not even take long, maybe half a day, maybe a day, even more, it would not be more than three days.

Dante looked at the disappointed Zed, and he said thoughtfully.

"John, since the Ancient One has the ability to stop Dormammu, will the Ancient One also be capable of doing the same thing as Dormammu?"

"Don't think about it, I'd rather Zed die here, I will never go to see that old immortal, never!"

"I didn't say I wanted you to see her, I mean, it just so happens that I want to meet the Ancient One in your mouth, maybe I can take Zed with me?"

Hearing Dante's words, Constantine slammed up from the floor, laughing uncontrollably, and patting Dante's arm with satisfaction as he laughed.

"Dante, I've been waiting for you for a long time, please, brother, I hope you won't be banished to some corner of the universe by that old ghost, and I hope you can bring Zed back!"

Konstantin said as he gave Dante a hug, and Dante looked at his smile, gave him a depressed middle finger, and said in his mouth.

"Grass!"