"This is a sign that has been formed after some kind of curse has been solidified, with a black ring indicating that it may have come from Hell or something similar, and a manifest ghost claw representing the type of curse.

Generally speaking, the presence of hands, chains, and tentacles is evidence that the being who has cast a curse on you wants to restrain you, not simply torture you. ”

John Constantine, the master of the dark arts and the famous prodigal son and scumbag, who sat next to Mason, casually "introduced" Mason to the features of the weird tattoo on his arm while spitting smoke rings.

He was full of confidence, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he did have dry goods, and Mason, who listened, nodded again and again, and fear and helplessness appeared in his eyes.

The posture was like that of a teenager who had strayed into a supernatural event and was at a loss.

The young man hesitated for a few seconds, lowered his voice and said:

"When I was in a desperate situation, it gave me a condition that I couldn't refuse, and that's what brought me back to the world. I don't want to have anything to do with these things. ”

"Ha, I'm all too familiar with this way of fooling people."

Zakang grinned, he flicked his messy short hair and inhaled the smoke from his nostrils, making a "I am a master" appearance and said:

"It's probably a pretending devil who likes to play this kind of game of indulgence, but some evil gods with strange personalities occasionally play it.

So you'll have to give me more leads, Mason.

Besides, you see, I left my sweet girlfriend behind and came to warn you of this approaching danger, maybe I can continue to help you, but whether it is the devil or the evil god, they are a group of cautious guys.

I'm also going to take a big risk..."

He glanced at Mason quietly and said meaningfully:

"I'm sure you're a good boy like Batman, and you're not going to sit idly by and watch others be affected by danger because of you, right?"

Mason now knows why Zakang is "nosy", this bastard must have found some clues and wants to squeeze some benefits out of himself.

The young man feigned hesitation.

He lowered his head and began to dodge Zakang's gaze, and whispered:

"But I don't have much to offer you, Lord Wizard, and as you can see, I'm an unlucky young man who has just escaped from the gang."

"Hey, you're being insincere, kid."

Zakang stood up and no longer made the image of "philanthropy", and played with the silver angel-shaped lighter in his hand, while his tone became gloomy.

He went to the window, turned his back to Mason, and said:

"Do you want me to reveal your little secret?

In that pit, the pit left behind after the house disappeared, there were two breaths of life, one was you, and the other was your companion, right? ”

"This..."

Mason seemed frightened.

He curled up on the bed, and Zak Kang looked back at him, his evil face with a "I know everything" expression.

He threatened:

"Zha is a powerful but simple-minded white wizard, and Batboy is an idiot who likes to mess around with bats, but I'm different. In order to survive, I had to learn a lot of crooked ways, and I happened to be able to track down the breath of life, which is what hellish creatures do best.

Mason, you don't have to hide this from me.

I've had many times when I had to make a deal with the devil in a desperate situation to survive, and I understand your pain and helplessness.

But you have to trust me before I can help you.

Don't be afraid, child, the handsome John in front of you has personally banished no less than fifty hellish creatures and helped at least a hundred people lift all kinds of curses in the past twenty years.

I'm a real expert in this area.

Tell me!

What did you get from that mysterious dark wizard? ”

"Detection of foreign energy entering the body, analyzing... This energy is a psychic spell that has a faint seductive effect, but is harmless to humans.

Caster: John Constantine. ”

A line of prompts popped up on the light curtain in front of Mason's eyes, and he knew that he had to say something to stabilize Zakang, otherwise this guy with no bottom line didn't know what else to do.

So the young man lifted his knees helplessly from the hospital bed, and replied in a painful tone:

"Well, I'm not the only hapless ghost to be taken captive into the house by the wizard, there are three other people in captivity with me.

We were treated as playthings for the monster, who set up a labyrinth of illusions for us to fight each other, and all kinds of monsters haunted it.

I formed an alliance with another person.

We supported each other and were forced to sign a contract with the monster until the last day.

The wizard told us he wanted to see this desperate fight to make something weird, and if it weren't for Batman and you and your girlfriend interrupting that process at a critical moment, I would have been a corpse. ”

He looked up at Konstantin and said:

"We did get some 'loot' during those five days of fighting, but it was just a little trick set up by the wizard to give us hope that we would despair again.

If you can help me lift the curse, I'll be happy to give you all the loot as a reward.

Those things are hoodoo!

I don't want them at all. ”

"Very well, this kind of honesty is exactly what we need."

Konstantin's eyes lit up when he heard the "trophies", he walked up to Mason, put his hand on his shoulder, patted him, and said:

"Where's your friend now?"

"Smack"

Mason's hand was shaken off, and the young man glared at him and said:

"I've spent five days in hell on earth, Mr. John, I'm not an idiot, the spoils of war held by my friends are our last hope.

You want them to be okay.

But this curse! ”

Mason pulled back his sleeves to reveal the ominous logo, and said:

"You must first lift the curse, or show that you have what it takes to deal with it."

"Gee, that's hard for me."

Zakang pursed his lips and reached out to take a closer look at the tattoo on Mason's arm.

But with his vast experience in dealing with infernal creatures and his knowledge of the dark arts, it was difficult to find useful information from this sign for a while.

The more he looked at the ghost claw tattoo, the more terrified he became.

An insider can see the doorway, and just from the appearance and details of the tattoo, he can tell that the other party is a very powerful guy. The most important thing is that the tattoo on Mason's body does not reveal any breath, but there is a taboo drawing, which if you don't look at it carefully, you will think that it is just a performance art of a young man pursuing freedom.

Just the degree of concealment of this breath can tell that the opposite side is a "super big guy".

At this moment, Konstantin somewhat regretted being involved in such a thing.

Seeing that Zakang fell silent, Mason sensed that this scum mage might have the idea of retreating, but the young man didn't want to miss the guy who took the initiative to send him to the door.

The character card was unable to identify the effect and trigger of this soul curse, which made Mason feel like he had a time bomb that could explode at any moment.

He didn't know anything about magic himself, and it was probably too late to learn it now.

So he needs someone who knows how to do it.

At present, there is no one more suitable than a greedy and unbounded non-mainstream spellcaster like Zakang, as long as he gives him a reward that satisfies Zakang, he will definitely be unable to resist the desire in his heart to participate.

"My friend and I snatched the wizard's book of spells before he disappeared from his house!"

Mason whispered.

Zakang's eyes lit up suddenly, like a light bulb...

Uh, okay.

This is the energetic Zakang who has begun to cast spells.

Two clouds of green light surrounded the guy's eye sockets, as if he had put some kind of strange glasses on him.

At the same time as Zakang cast the spell, the cat school badge that Mason wore around his neck began to vibrate slightly, and was immediately pressed by Mason with his arm.

The shaking of his arm made Zakang glance at him and said:

"I'm afraid of Mao, Master Ben is here."

"No, it's not something I want to shake."

Mason explains:

"My arm starts to get hot when you look at it."

He wasn't lying.

When Zakon looked at the tattoo with his magic, his entire forearm began to burn, as if he was reacting to being observed.

This sentence shocked Konstantin's heart.

A sliding step flashed a few steps away and immediately lifted the spell, and looked at Mason's trembling arm in disbelief, and said:

"Does even this level of faint observation elicit a reaction? Well, child, I have to say, your disease is probably incurable, eat some good food these days, play a few sassy things, and be in a happy mood.

Well, I've got a little bit of a problem.

Oh, by the way, my girlfriend is waiting for me at the restaurant, and I don't want to her off.

I'll go first. ”

After saying that, this guy who felt the risk and was very undisciplined decisively drew a large arc with a burning cigarette on the wall behind him, apparently preparing to open the portal and leave.

"We grabbed two magic books! One of them is a book of black magic that is said to have come from another world. ”

Mason spoke, and the movement of Zakang to draw the portal suddenly slowed down.

"And some magic potions from his treasury."

The cigarette in Konstantin's hand went out, and the green glow on the wall dimmed.

"I used one of these potions to revive my friend whose heart was broken by a monster... The whole process took less than ten seconds. ”

The young man sitting on the hospital bed added faintly.

At this time, Zakang turned around sharply.

With a suspicious expression, he looked Mason up and down, and said:

"I felt like I had fallen into the trap of a bad guy who seemed harmless but actually had a lot of thoughts. I'm not going to hide it from you, Mason.

The curse on you is very troublesome.

I haven't seen anything of this kind of 'dirty' in almost a decade, and if you want me to help you, you'll have to get some dry goods." ”

"Dry goods? Yes. ”

Mason reached out and took down the notepad hanging beside the bed, picked up the pen and looked at the healing potion drawings that had been recorded in the alchemy branch in the light curtain in front of him, wrote down the ingredients and the production process, and threw the paper to Zakang.

The latter glanced at it, pursed his lips and did not hide the disdain on his face at all.

He shook the piece of paper and said:

"I can get you a box of this low-level potion when I go to the toilet, and it means nothing to a master like me. It is useless except that it is fast to produce and simple to process. ”

"Okay, then you give me back the drawings."

Mason stretched out his hand to ask for it, and he folded the paper and stuffed it into his arms, lit a cigarette for himself, and spit out the smoke ring comfortably, saying:

"I mean, it's useless for me, it's still good to fool those new rookies, and if you're lucky, you might be able to trick a few simple female apprentices into bed.

Well, you didn't hear that, and I didn't say anything about 'going to bed'.

Don't tell Xiaozha about it!

Otherwise, I'll put another curse on you, and you'll be worse off than dead!"

So, that's what you can give me?

Knowledge from that mysterious wizard's treasury? But with all due respect, if that's all there is, I'll have a hard time helping you. ”

"I'm not a mage, so I can't remember so many complicated things."

Mason glanced at the slag who was waiting to be sold.

When he thought of the stories about Zakang in his mind, he had an idea, so he wrote down the forbidden things like Voldemort's Horcruxes, and handed them to Zakang, saying:

"It's something from another magic book, and I just took a few casual glances at the emergency at the time, and I don't know if it's useful to you."

Konstantin took the piece of paper and glanced at it.

He didn't really care.

But when he saw the introduction of the "Horcrux" and the description of the "immortal" state after the soul was cut, this guy's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Zakang is best known for selling his soul to more than a dozen demons at the same time to keep his creditors in check, so as to ensure that he himself will not go to hell anytime soon.

For Za Kang, who dances on the tip of the knife almost all the time, it is really right to be a horcrux that is absolutely forbidden knowledge in the eyes of outsiders.

A man like him, who is either provoking the big guy or walking on the road of provocation every day, must wish that he would divide his soul into dozens of pieces and hide them in different places.

lest you accidentally overturn the car one day and end up in a catastrophe from which you will never recover.

See, even Zakang himself knew that it was only a matter of time before he overturned.

"Hey, so-so."

Obviously he wanted it very much, but he had to make a hard-mouthed "I'm not rare" crumb dregs Kang casually popped up a flame and burned the note in his hand.

He lowered his head and lit a cigarette for himself, took two quick puffs and said to Mason:

"What you're giving me is too cheap to arouse the slightest interest in me. But who let me have a compassionate girlfriend? In order to please her and prevent her from bringing me a hat or something on a whim one day, I took your life-saving job.

Don't go to places where a lot of people have died lately, and don't fight with people, stay honest!

I'll go back and look into it and get back to you in a few days.

But it's a bad rule to do this business without getting paid, and since you have to give it, I'm embarrassed not to. ”

When he heard such a shameless statement, Mason was expressionless but happy.

He knew that Zakang had taken the bait.

The hard-mouthed Konstantin spat out a smoke ring, took something from his collar and threw it to Mason, saying:

"I'll use it to contact you."

Mason took the object in his hand and found that it was a small button, with a very intricate and strange shape on the metal surface, which looked like an eyeball.

He immediately got the information tag for this thing:

Konstantin's Eye of Hell

Quality: Excellent Enchantment/Inscription Item, Outstanding Craftsmanship

Effects: The Eye of Hell, which exudes dark magic, reveals to the wearer the presence of nearby traps, lurking life, or approaching dangers, and can also be used to communicate and locate objects while sharing everything it sees with its owner.

Maker: John Constantine

Status: This item requires enchantment Lv 3, Inscription Lv 2, and Jewel Processing Lv 2 to analyse the blueprint.

Item description: You'd better not ask Konstantin where he learned how to monitor this infernal creature, you just need to know that he paid a lot for it. Oh my God, the succubus sisters of the Nine Layers of Hell are very difficult to deal with in all kinds of situations.

"I'm very happy that you gave me something."

Mason also put the eerie Helleye accessory in front of his eyes, and as he turned away in a dashing manner, he said:

"But can you get rid of the surveillance magic you've put on this thing? I'm young, but I'm not used to running around with such a trendy 'magic camera'. ”

"Yo, connoisseur."

Zhai Kang, who had been punctured in his thoughts, turned around and grinned without guilt.

He patted his head and said embarrassedly:

"I'm used to it, don't care, I'm just a bit of a bad guy who likes to peep at others.

It's not me who blows, the last time I used this thing to peek at Xiaozha taking a bath, it was really useful, of course, it was terrible to be chased by her and cut down three heterotopes. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and flicked it on the Helleye pendant.

The eyeball icon above the emblem also closed its eyes strangely.

"I know you didn't tell Batman these things because you adored him and didn't want him to alienate you by knowing that you were locked in the darkness."

With a wave of his hand, he drew a pentagram on the wall, opening a cool door.

Before leaving, he turned to Mason and said:

"So that's the secret between the two of us, little Mason, your powerful friend John will surprise you, but it depends on how generous you are.

Learn more from Bruce Wayne.

The amount of money that guy gave to Xiaozha for his performance made me wonder if he wanted to support my girlfriend, and made me hate myself for not being a woman...

What the hell! ”