"Midnight, you must help us this time." Jim put his hands on the counter table, stared into the black man's eyes and said, "You know how urgent the situation is!" The Bloodlines have a big plan this time, the Scarlet Queen Mary and her descendants are wreaking havoc in London, and if it weren't for the collapse of the wizarding world, I wouldn't have found you. ”

"Come on, I'm not interested in getting involved in that." Midnight shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, my strength is still there, and if they dare to come, there is only one way to die, as for the magic world, it can only be said that it is self-inflicted, why should I save them?" ”

"But the average person in London ......"

"Bloodlines aren't stupid." Midnight put the polished cup back on the cup holder and said, "They can't go to war with you and ordinary people at the same time, but they will definitely clean up the mages first when the magical world is on the verge of collapse, and until then, ordinary people are safe." ”

The dead man Boston was just about to speak, when he interrupted him at midnight and said: "Don't say anything that will endanger the ordinary people of London sooner or later, I am a black man living in the slave trade, and the East India Company is the property of the British royal family, and it is time for these slave owners to pay for what they have done." ”

The group was silent, knowing that Midnight was a white racial hateist, and that he was indeed a real victim of the slave trade, because he was born in the Caribbean in the eighteenth century, and his ancestors were slaves who had been trafficked here by the Spaniards.

Jim had heard Constantine talk about Midnight's life before, when the living conditions of the black people did not need to be talked about, the two siblings had been trembling, just trying to survive, but fortunately Midnight had mastered a lot of voodoo art from his hometown, and he had a clever personality, very good at handling things, and he was living well among the local blacks.

But one day, a black man found Midnight, and the gods mysteriously asked him to prepare a non-poison powder, and Midnight asked him what he was going to do, saying that he wanted to poison the white slave owners and rebel against the city rulers who were constantly abusing them.

At that time, Midnight had no hope for this kind of action, and he was concerned that he and his sister might be retaliated against, and did not want to lose the quiet life that he could barely live now, so he casually got some useless materials and prepared some powder and gave it to the black man.

Sure enough, the action went wrong, and the rebellious blacks were all killed, but the black man who asked Midnight for help survived, and he led his black companion to Midnight's house, forced him to cut off his sister's head, and told him that as long as the white ruler still existed in this land, all stable life was just an illusion, and only the pain of the body could make the oppressed people understand what the meaning of resistance was.

After that, Midnight became a little crazy, chanting some mysterious incantations to his sister's skull, and everyone around him thought he had gone crazy because of the excitement.

Later, he became more and more extreme, using the power of the evil gods in the Caribbean to make more blacks rise up to resist, constantly creating riots, and constantly letting his fellow people die under the guns of suppressing riots, and the black slaves who suffered large-scale slaughter finally experienced the so-called personal pain.

Later, when the Civil War broke out, Midnight, who had gained immortality through the power of the contract, did not make a name for himself in this war, and in the eighties, he settled in the Metropolitan and opened a bar there, which is now the same Midnight Daddy where they are now.

Midnight Daddy is the name of the bar, but it is not the name of Midnight, but because the bar later became an important place for communication in the American wizarding community, and Midnight would make anyone who dared not follow the rules here pay, so people began to call him Midnight Daddy, or the Midnight Godfather.

No one knows where Daddy Midnight's mysterious and powerful voodoo power comes from, but several upheavals in the American wizarding world have not affected a single cent here, so when Jim wanted to seek an ally, he thought of Midnight first.

Jim propped his hands on the table, leaned forward to look into Midnight's eyes and said, "You know you can't run away forever, London falls, then Britain and Europe, and eventually the war will spread to the United States." ”

"Are you threatening me?" Midnight said with narrowed eyes.

Dead Boston hurriedly grabbed Jim, he took a deep breath, also looked at Midnight and said very calmly: "You should understand that human beings are enslaved and oppressed by vampires, and there is no difference between you and your compatriots being bullied by white slave owners, do you want your compatriots to return to that dark life again?" ”

Midnight's fist clenched for a moment, but soon relaxed, and he looked at the dead man and said, "You are a smart man, but I can't help you." ”

After speaking, he walked to the back door behind the counter and glanced left and right, and then opened the back door to a few people, and in an instant, a thick bloody aura wafted over.

"This is my former bartender Gide, who was killed when I went to the second floor to pick up something, although I didn't see the murderer, judging by the wound on his chest, it should be the flying rats."

"There's no way I'm going to leave here and follow you to London, because if I'm gone, Daddy Midnight's Bar will fall, and the wizarding world in America will suffer with it."

Bennett stepped down from the chair at the bar, looked at Midnight and said, "Can you show me the body?" ”

Midnight moved out of the way, Bennett walked over, examined the wound on the corpse's chest, and said, "It was indeed the vampire who did it, this is the trace left by the blood magic claws, and the person who did it may be a descendant of the Scarlet Queen Mary...... They've already made it to the Met? ”

"But ......" midnight, who was standing by the door with his arms crossed, changed his mind and said, "As a bar owner, I'm fairly well-informed, and you know that Bruce Wayne is running a variety show looking for black diamonds?" ”

Boston and Jim looked at each other and nodded, then walked back to the counter at midnight and sat down, and said, "That big guy isn't for love, some of my guests have been exposed to that black diamond, and it contains great power." ”

"Some people say that black diamonds are fragments, as long as you can collect all the fragments and restore the original gem, you can grasp the powerful power of destroying the world, and many unlucky people in the American wizarding world who have lost their demonic contracts have participated in the search for black diamonds in order to regain their power."

"You want us to find the Black Diamond?" Jim asked, frowning.

"Of course not, you can't scurry around like headless flies, or London will be even more hopeless." Midnight propped his hand on the counter, looked into Jim's eyes and said, "The Bloods don't want to mess with ordinary humans right now, because they're afraid of the mass destruction of them with modern arms. ”

"Then you have to do the opposite, pull ordinary people into the field, let the water mix as much as possible, think about it, in the chaotic situation, how can those bloodthirsty monsters resist biting the necks of ordinary people who appear in front of him?"

"What do you mean......"

"Fake a batch of black diamonds, get a few people you can trust to hold them, and then release the word from the Oblivion Bar that these people have found their target, and they have tricked the unlucky magicians who are hungry for power, and the ordinary people who want to get rich, and the media who are chasing after their ass."

"Ordinary people don't know what's at stake, they just want to get more black diamonds so they can get to Wayne for money, you just need to let the bait lure them around and go to every dark corner of London."

"If a vampire wants to operate in such a situation, it will inevitably be captured by ordinary people's cameras, and once it causes panic, the British government will inevitably intervene, and if vampires don't want to face the stubborn resistance of mages and the fire of ordinary people at the same time, they must sit down and talk."

Jim's face became serious, and Midnight said as if he had guessed what he was thinking, "Yes, there must be ordinary people who will be injured, and this is the purpose of this advice I have given you, and I said that the offspring of slave owners must shed blood." ”

After the group left Midnight's Papa's Bar, Jim sighed and said, "Midnight is indeed powerful, but he is also a racial hateist, his methods may be effective, but we can't completely put ourselves in his shoes, we have to protect ordinary people as much as possible." ”

"The priority now is to find more allies, more people, maybe this plan will not be so dangerous to implement, let's go, go to Maiya."

After the group left, they sat at the bar for a moment at midnight, then pushed open the back door and dragged the body of the bartender Gide under a tree in the backyard, looking up towards the second floor.

He stood there quietly for a moment, then slowly walked up the stairs, the door of the guest room on the second floor had been pushed open, the strong smell of blood came, and a figure leaned against the edge of the bed, hands on his abdomen.

It was the haggard-faced Konstantin.

"It's in your hands again, old man, ahem." Konstantin gave a weak wry smile.

Midnight walked over to the bedside and opened the medical kit he had just brought, began to bandage Konstantin, and said, "Your pursuers killed my apprentice, and you owe me one more time." ”

"How's that damn mouse?"

"I burned it to ashes."

"The skill has not diminished back then."

Midnight bandaged Konstantin's wound on the waist and said, "I'm really disgusted to work with you as a second-rate mage, but I'm afraid this time we have to join forces, those damn stinky rats have invaded my territory, killed my people, and shouted at me, I will let them survive and not die." ”

"Then I'll have to wait until I heal my wounds first, don't give me your damn voodoo powder, it smells so bad, give me a cigarette, that's my best analgesic."

Midnight didn't say anything, but stood up, and before going out the door, he spoke, "Stay here honestly, I'll be back soon." ”

Konstantin stared at the back of the door that opened at midnight, and slowly narrowed his eyes, a subtle light flashing in his eyes.

After leaving the room, midnight came to the basement of Midnight Daddy's Bar, which was set up as a mysterious sacrificial place, surrounded by cabinets full of various sacrificial items, and a huge circle underneath.

In the center of the room was a tall gray-white statue of the god, dressed in burly armor and with huge wings, who walked to the bottom of the statue at midnight and knelt down, reciting incantations with his hands folded.

"Great Lord, you just summoned me?"

And from the idol came the voice of Azazel.

"His Majesty Satan has commanded to immediately go and look for the trace of the angel Gabriel, and tell me any clues by prayer!"

"As you wish, master, I will leave at once."

"Very good...... By the way, it's your sister's birthday in a few days, and I don't have time to celebrate with her right now, but I can't leave her alone in the empty room, and you can come over to comfort her when the time comes. ”

"Thank you for your kindness, Eternal Great Master, your faithful believers will offer you all that you want, hell forever, and the glory of Azazel forever."

(End of chapter)