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Shadow Realm.

"What a danger!" Nergal patted his chest with lingering fear. When he turned around and saw that there were only three or two big cats and kittens left in the team that once numbered 300 people, he couldn't help but feel sad.

"Why did you encounter the evil star of the witch!"

He wanted to be angry, but he couldn't find anyone to vent his anger on.

When the witch came, Judge Joy was the most excited. Not only did he not run away, he took the lead and joined forces with Pain. He fired various single-target forbidden spells one after another and shouted loudly: "Don't run, don't be afraid, Witch Harley is only one person." , we have strength in numbers.”

Nergal ignored the two judges at all and ran faster than his younger brothers.

Don't blame him for being timid, he actually knows that there is more than one witch.

The Witch Hunting Team invited him, but although he didn't agree, he became a peripheral member.

Therefore, Nergal knew the details of last night's battle, and knew that the witch was accompanied by a black warrior who was suspected of being a Kryptonian devil.

Even the Demon Lord Flatulence is no match for the Black Warrior. How can he, a low-level Duke, stand up to the combination of the Black Warrior and the Witch?

As for the two judges of pain and joy,

Humph, if before being plotted by the witch (the Astra incident, ambushed by Zauliel), he wouldn't have been afraid of those two silver pewter spear heads.

"I told you not to run away, why didn't you listen?" Just as he was thinking about it, a joyous and stern voice came from behind.

"Satan bless you, the two judges are okay?!"

Nergal was really shocked, joy and pain were unscathed!

"It's difficult for our body to enter the human world. We were just two clones before." Pain said.

"Nergal, if you disobey the command and flee before fighting, you will be punished with an additional penalty." The verdict was announced happily.

Nergal cursed in his heart: You are only two clones, of course you are not afraid of death, but I am the original body!

He suppressed his anger and said in a low voice: "Two judges, haven't you met the Black Warrior?"

"What Darth Vader?"

"Did the witch use some means to prevent the clone from transmitting the memory back?" Nergal asked doubtfully.

"came back."

"How was the battle?"

Could it be that the Black Warrior didn't take action and the Witch alone made two judges whose status was not lower than that of the Demon Lord?

Even if it is a clone, in such a short time

The pained expression was a bit embarrassing: "At that time, I felt that my magic power was stagnant, my spell casting failed, red light spread across the surface, and I lost consciousness."

Nergal was dumbfounded. No wonder even the Black Warrior didn't know about it. He didn't even see him face to face. He could move in seconds.

"It's Darth Vader's heat ray."

He recounted the story of the witch hunting team's battle last night, and then said: "So, I am not timid.

Witches are cautious, as everyone knows.

There are rumors that when she goes out to the supermarket, she also lets the airship follow her in the shadow world, always ready to be ambushed by others, and always ready to ambush others.

Now that she had Darth Vader, there was no way she wouldn't keep it by her side.

Especially now, she used Constantine as bait and took the initiative to raid my lair. How could she be unprepared? "

Huanxi said with a cold face: "Since you knew there was a black warrior beside her, why did you just run away without informing us?"

"I thought you knew that the battle at Quinn Manor last night caused a sensation in most of the magic world." Nergal said aggrievedly.

Huan Xi reached out and pointed, and the spiked iron wires flew out from his body, tightly binding the Demon Duke, "No matter what, you failed and did not complete the task, so you must accept punishment."

"Your Majesty, I have something to say. Constantine has my essence and blood in his body, and he is my retinue and servant. I can easily use blood magic to find his traces, even thousands of miles away, teaching him that life is worse than death." Nirvana Gal said eagerly.

"You can tell His Majesty Lucifer this."

The two judges stopped listening to his excuses and dragged him away.

Beyond the Shadow Realm is the Gate of Hell. Only through this door can one officially enter Hell.

After that, the two judges and the prisoners flew across the levels of hell like meteors to the fourth ring of the ninth level.

"Hey, Lord Judge, please stay."

On the eighth floor, they were stopped.

"Your Highness, the Second Prince, save me!" Nergal caught a glimpse of the person coming and immediately shouted urgently.

He happily glanced at the people approaching. In addition to the second prince of Sannomiya, there were six giant-like 'stainless steel metal men' - Onima and his five brothers.

"Raskov, are you going to interfere with my brother's case?"

"No, no, no," Raskov waved his hands repeatedly, "I am friends with Duke Nergal. When I saw him being tied up, I was curious, so I came here to ask."

Huanxi asked in return: "What are you doing?"

The second prince pulled several iron giants and said with a serious face: "My brothers Onyma and I hit it off immediately and felt sympathy for each other. We decided to make a blood alliance and forge a closer relationship. We vowed to fight the witch forever."

"What's the relationship?" Huanxi became interested.

A friendly smile appeared on Raskov's face, "My father has adopted them as adopted sons. The three sons of the Three Palaces and the seven demons are all a thing of the past. The new era of the seven sons of the Three Palaces has arrived."

"This is really true." The three demons on the opposite side all had strange expressions. "It's great to congratulate you. The Witch Hunting Team has added some fierce enemies. Will the Witch Hunting Team still be involved?"

"Of course!" Raskov nodded firmly.

——If he didn't continue to hunt the witch, why would he bother to persuade his father to adopt these six metal lumps as his adopted son?

Last night, when he was in danger while hunting the witch, he made a habit of running away as soon as possible, and his reputation in the devil circle was completely ruined.

The first time, he only tricked his eldest brother, and the other demons didn't feel deeply about it, so they didn't feel anything. But the second time, last night, he abandoned his allies and acted cowardly before fighting again, offending too many people.

There are top black magicians, there are the second-generation fallen ones like Flatulence (direct descendants of fallen angels), there is Omani, the demon from another dimension, and there are brothers of the original ancient demons.

No one dares to team up with him easily anymore.

But the witch's revenge must continue.

In desperation, he began to think of ways to increase his credibility: first using the name of Son of the Third Palace to seduce the Seven Demons, and then using the name of the Seventh Son of the Third Palace to attract other allies.

For wild demons other than the First Fallen, the identity of the Third Palace Prince is still very attractive.

Look at the territory of the three sons of the Three Palaces and the Seven Demons. The three sons of the Three Palaces Demon have exclusive control of Las Vegas, but the Seven Demons are forced to leave the earth and make a living in the galaxy.

The difference between the Son of the Three Palaces and the Seven Demons is not their strength, but their background.

"Although I failed last night, I will regroup today and prepare to form the second phase of the 'Witch Hunting Squadron'.

The team has just been established and is in urgent need of warriors to join. Why not let Duke Nergal perform meritorious deeds? " Raskov suggested.

"I object!" Nergal jumped to his feet and shouted: "I still have a chance for redemption, as long as I can capture Constantine.

Moreover, even if I am eventually found guilty, there are other ways to get away with it.

Just join the witch hunting team. "

"It's not a squad, it's a squadron!" The second prince emphasized before frowning and said, "Are you afraid of being an enemy of the witch?"

——I'm afraid to be your teammate.

And if you are directly against the witch, the death rate is so high!

Nergal said solemnly: "Of course not. I have a blood feud with the witch, but my main target now is Constantine."

The second prince cursed silently and left with the six brothers.

Harley frees Zucker's soul, only to learn that Swamp Thing is using his body to sleep with Abby.

"Is the baby in Abby's belly yours or Swamp Thing's?" Harley asked curiously.

“Physiologically, it has my genes in it, but spiritually and spiritually, it is the son of God.

Just like the Holy Son Jesus, his body inherited the blood of mortals, but no one ever thought that he was the son of mortals. Constantine sighed.

"Let's go." Harley chased him away.

Zha Kang glanced at Zed again, sighed, and disappeared into the sky.

Back at the manor, Harley found that it was still dark.

"We can still spend Christmas Eve." Ivy suggested.

Bruce took out his mobile phone and browsed the news for a few minutes, and said in deep thought: "I'm afraid I won't be able to have dinner with you, Lei Xiaogu and the group of shadow warriors are still hiding somewhere in Gotham.

And the escapees from Arkham Asylum

Gotham needs Bateman and Flying Robin Cat, or would you rather have a special Christmas Eve? "

"You don't want us to accompany Bateman to fight criminals, do you?" Harley said strangely.

Bruce smiled and said, "We sacrificed one Christmas Eve in exchange for a night of peace and tranquility for millions of Gotham citizens. Don't you think this is particularly meaningful?"

"You have really changed," Harley stared at his bright blue eyes that seemed to have dispersed dark clouds. "Before, you would only look at me with stern eyes and question with a hoarse and indifferent voice.

Now you've actually extended an invitation to share the management of Gotham with us 'criminal lords'. "

"Harry, I have always been willing to walk side by side with you on the right path." Bruce said seriously.

"I don't care about your 'right path'," Harley waved her hand, "You go find Selena."

She will never become a true superhero in her lifetime.

Bruce sighed, took out his phone, and sent Selina a message.

Christmas is new today. There is a world-class jewelry exhibition in Times Square. Compared to the 'inexplicable' Son of God, the kitten would rather go to see the cold, shiny jewelry.

Seeing the necklace picture that Selena replied, Bruce's heart moved and he stared at Harley's chest, which was much bigger than in high school. Could it be because of martial arts training?

He swallowed unnaturally and said nonchalantly: "Harry, can you show me your necklace?"

"What necklace?" Harley asked, covering her collar.

Bruce hesitated and said: "I don't know why, since we met this morning, I have been attracted to your necklace. The closer I get to you. In other words, the closer I get to it, the stronger the feeling.

Is it a holy relic?

I have also collected a dozen holy relics, but none of them can be activated. Does it suit me very well? "

Harley didn't know how to explain it.

Zed, who had been sitting on the sofa and was lost in thought, turned around and said, "Harley, it is of no use to you. Only Mr. Wayne can exert its maximum effect."

Harley said: "Wearing it, I can also feel the beauty of human nature."

"It can prevent Mr. Wayne from falling into darkness forever. This is the second time in two thousand years that I have seen the Perfect Tears." Zed said with a complicated expression.

"Two thousand years?"

Harley looked at her, her pupils constricted, and her expression was shocked.

Zed nodded slightly, "Although the advent ceremony failed, I am quickly awakening the memories of my previous life.

Once, I shed tears on the face of my son Jesus.

So I understand what the necklace in your hand means to Mr. Wayne. It is not just a sacred relic. "