In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1505: C: Twilight event (11)

"Midnight, you must help us this time." Jim put his hands on the counter table, staring into the eyes of the black man and said, "You know how urgent the situation is now! Mary and her descendants are raging in London, if the magic world is not on the verge of collapse, I would not have found you."

"Come on, I'm not interested in getting involved in those things." Midnight shrugged and said: "Anyway, my power is still there, and they will only die if they dare to come. As for the magic world, it can only be said to be self-inflicted. Why save them?"

"But ordinary people in London..."

"The blood race is not stupid." Midnight put the wiped cup back on the cup holder, and said, "They can't fight you and ordinary people at the same time, but they will definitely clean up when the magic world is on the verge of collapse." Masters, before this, ordinary people are safe."

Dead Boston was about to speak, but midnight interrupted him and said: "Don't say anything that will endanger ordinary people in London sooner or later. I am a black man who lived in the slave trade period, and the East India Company is the British royal family." It is time for these slave masters to pay for what they have done.”

A few people were silent. They knew that Midnight was a white racial hateist, and he was indeed a real victim of the black slave trade, because he was born in the Caribbean in the eighteenth century, and his ancestors were killed by the Spaniards. The black slaves who were sold here.

Jim had heard about Midnight’s life experience from Constantine before. At that time, there was no need to talk about the living environment of black people. He has a clever personality and is very good at handling things. He can be regarded as living a good life among the local blacks.

But one day, a black man found Midnight and mysteriously asked him to prepare a non-toxic powder. Midnight asked him what he was going to do. abuse their city rulers.

At that time, Midnight had no hope for this kind of action at all, and he also considered that he and his sister might be retaliated against, and didn't want to lose the quiet life that he was barely able to live on now, so he randomly made some useless materials , configured some powder and gave it to the black man.

Sure enough, the action went wrong, and the blacks who resisted were killed tragically, but the black man who asked Midnight for help survived. He led his black companions to Midnight's house and forced him to take his sister's head He cut it off and told him that as long as the white rulers still exist on this land, all stable lives are just illusions, and only personal pain can make oppressed people understand what the meaning of resistance is.

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

Later, he became more and more extreme, using the power of the evil spirits in the Caribbean region to make more black people rise up to resist, constantly creating riots, and constantly letting his own people die under the guns of suppressing the riots, and encountered large-scale The slaughtered black slaves finally realized the so-called personal pain.

Later, the Civil War broke out, and Midnight, who obtained immortality through the power of the contract, did not make his mark in this war. In the 1980s, he settled down in the Metropolis and opened a bar there. , that is, the family of Father Midnight they are in now.

Papa Midnight is the name of the bar, but not Midnight, just because this bar later became an important place for communication in the American magic circle, and Midnight will make anyone who dares not abide by the rules here pay the price, So people began to call him Father Midnight, or Godfather Midnight.

No one knows where Papa Midnight's mysterious and powerful voodoo power came from, but several turmoil in the American magic world failed to affect the slightest bit here, so when Jim wanted to seek allies, His first thought was midnight.

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

"Are you threatening me?" Midnight narrowed his eyes and said.

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

Midnight's fist was clenched for a moment, but he relaxed quickly. 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 looked left and right, then opened the back door to several people, and in an instant, a strong smell of blood wafted over.

"This is my former bartender Jide. He was killed when I went to pick up things on the second floor. Although I didn't see the murderer, judging from the wound on his chest, it should be the group A flying mouse."

"It is impossible for me to leave here and follow you to London, because once I leave, Papa Midnight's bar will fall, and the wizarding world in the United States will also suffer."

Bennett stepped down from the chair by the bar, he looked to Midnight and said, "Can I see the corpse?"

Midnight stepped aside, and Bennett walked over, checked the wound on the chest of the corpse, and said, "It was indeed done by a vampire. This is the mark left by the claws of blood magic. The person who did it may They are the descendants of Scarlet Queen Mary...they have already come to the metropolis?"

"But..." Midnight, who was standing by the door with arms folded, changed the subject and said, "As the owner of the bar, I'm pretty well informed. You know that Bruce Wayne held a variety show about finding black diamonds." Is something wrong?"

Boston and Jim looked at each other and nodded, walked back to the counter and sat down at Midnight, and said: "That rich old man is not for some love, some of my guests have been in contact with that kind of black diamond, then It contains extremely powerful power."

"Some people say that black diamonds are fragments. As long as you can collect all the fragments and restore the original gems, you can master the powerful power to destroy the world. Gaining power, I have already participated in the search for the black diamond."

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

"Of course not, you can't run around like headless chickens, otherwise London will be even more hopeless." Putting his hands on the counter, Midnight looked into Jim's eyes and said, "The blood race doesn't want to mess with ordinary humans now, because they They are afraid that modern arms will cause mass destruction to them.”

"Then you have to do the opposite, pull ordinary people into the arena, and let the water become more muddy, the better. Think about it, in the chaotic situation, how could those bloodthirsty monsters be able to hold back? To bite off the necks of ordinary people who appeared in front of him?"

"You mean..."

"Forge a batch of black diamonds, find a few people you trust to hold them, and then send a message from the oblivion bar, saying that these people have found their target, and put those hapless magicians who are hungry for power and those who want to get rich The ordinary people and the media chasing after them have been deceived."

"Ordinary people don't know the danger here, they just want to get more black diamonds, so that they can go to Wayne to exchange money, you just need to let the bait lure them around, and walk around every dark corner of London .”

"Vampires who want to act in this situation will inevitably be caught by ordinary people's cameras. Once panic is caused, the British government will definitely come forward. We have to sit down and talk."

Jim's face became serious, Midnight said as if he guessed what he was thinking: "Yes, ordinary people will definitely be injured, and this is also the purpose of my advice to you, I said, The descendants of slave owners must shed blood."

After several people left the Midnight Papa bar, Jim sighed and said: "Midnight is indeed powerful, but he is also a racial hater. His methods may be effective, but we can't completely stand on his point of view. , we have to save ordinary people as much as possible.”

"The top priority now is to find more allies. With more people, maybe the implementation of this plan will not be so dangerous. Let's go and go to Maya."

After a few people left, Midnight sat in front of the bar for a while, then opened the back door and dragged the body of the bartender Jide under the tree in the backyard, looking up towards the second floor.

He stood there quietly for a while, and then slowly walked up the stairs. The door of the guest room on the second floor had been pushed open, and a strong smell of blood could be heard. A figure leaned against the bed, Put your hands on your belly.

It was Constantine with a haggard face.

"It fell on your hands again, old man, ahem." Constantine showed a weak wry smile.

Midnight went to the bedside and opened the medical box he just brought, began to bandage Constantine, and said: "Your pursuers killed my apprentice, and you owe me one more time."

"What happened to that **** mouse?"

"It was burned to ashes by me."

"The skill is not lost in the past."

While bandaging the wound on Constantine's waist, Midnight said: "I really hate working with you, a second-rate mage, but I'm afraid we have to join forces this time ~IndoMTL.com~ Those **** rats People who have invaded my territory and killed me are still yelling at me, and I will let them live and die."

"That will have to wait until I heal my wounds first, don't use your **** voodoo powder, it smells too bad, give me a cigarette, that is my best pain reliever."

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

Konstantin stared at the back of the person who opened the door in the middle of the night, and slowly narrowed his eyes, an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes.

After leaving the room, Midnight came to the basement of Midnight Papa's bar. It was arranged as a mysterious sacrificial place. array.

In the middle of the room stood a tall gray-white statue of God, wearing a burly armor and having a pair of huge wings. At midnight, he walked under the statue and half-knelt down, clasping his hands together and chanting spells.

"Great Lord, have you just summoned me?"

The voice of Azazel came from the statue.

"His Majesty Satan has an order, immediately look for the traces of the angel Gabriel, and if you have any clues, tell me through prayer!"

"As you wish, master, I will leave immediately."

"Very good... By the way, your sister's birthday is a few days later. I don't have time to celebrate with her now, but I can't let her stay alone in the empty room. Come over to comfort her when the time comes."

"Thank you for your kindness, forever great master, your loyal followers will offer you everything you want, **** will live forever, and the glory of Azazel will live forever."