"It's begun..." The First Fallen suddenly turned his head and looked at the wall clock that was not moving at all on the broken wall. He seemed to be expecting something, his golden eyes flashing with a glimmer of light.

Mazekin frowned. She followed the First Fallen's gaze and curiously looked at the dusty damaged wall clock. She didn't know what the First Fallen was waiting for or what was about to begin.

But for some reason, Mazekin did feel an inexplicable vibration, just like the incomparably grand symphony overture she heard when she followed Lucifer across the Red Sea and the river of stars after leaving hell.

Lucifer once said that it was the sound of creation.

Different lives, different rhythms. The divine wave is like a gust of wind or an endless staff. It carries these sounds, records them, plays them, and carries them back to heaven.

"Everything has its form, and everything has its name." Etrigen chuckled, and he opened his mouth wide, and smoke that smelled of sulfur stretched out from between the gaps in his fangs. He seemed to Very excited, he started rhyming again, "The heaven and earth were first divided into laws and regulations, but the punishment was hidden in the commandments, trapped in the shackles, trapped in the flatness, and ended in poetry. The poems are loud and clear, like cotton wool and wind..."

"Shut up, Etrigen!" Mazekin clenched her fists. She couldn't help but become nervous, as if she had really noticed something that made her extremely uneasy.

Mazekin's instinct was stimulating her, reminding her of the impending danger.

"...The prison chains turned into dust and smoke, and the demons walked on fire and danced in the sky!" Itlegen's eyes began to spurt out flowing magma, as if his entire body was about to explode from the inside, but he was clearly a demon. , "The time is too fleeting, and the lies and clumsy words are all silent! At the end of this poem, the heaven and earth are about to repeat themselves!"

With a "click", the curved and rusty hands of the wall clock moved, and as the light blue dust fell into the still space and time, a heavy sound was played.

At this time, Etrigen turned into a pillar of flaming light.

……

John Constantine, who was standing next to Chen Yu, suddenly raised his hand. He looked at the time pocket watch in his hand that began to vibrate violently in surprise.

This is the center of the great darkness, this is the end of all damn hope.

Time is meaningless here. They have already reached the hyperspace beyond all creation, which is even close to nothingness.

But the pocket watch was indeed vibrating, and John even vaguely heard a subtle sound, just like the sound that echoed in his mind when he was selected by the white light ring.

The hands on the dial twist like the tentacles of an octopus and turn into a shadow.

"Time..." Lucifer murmured to himself, "The frozen time is taking a step forward. He even left his own castle. He will personally participate in a trial for the first time."

Lucifer looked down at the chain on his wrist again, "The baby universe was originally empty. Constantine gave birth to an ignorant primitive thought, and that thought is life. And you, you use Gabriel Leading Elaine to throw yourself into it, that is the beginning of the whole cycle, that is your past, Chen. And above the hyperspace is your present, standing in front of me now, hiding your thoughts in the greatness What is in the dark dream is your future."

Chen Yu didn't answer. He had played all his cards and tried his best. He just wanted to wait for an answer.

"Since Constantine has not been unified in the center of the great darkness, then... your anchor is in another place, and he has shaken time." Lucifer said quietly, "Not a bad game of chess, you even buried me The thunderbolts that fell were all regarded as bombs thrown at me. I think we should change places, right? I chose the best place from the beginning where we are destined to face the end."

There are always some situations that cannot be changed.

Lucifer indeed used his last trump card.

Even if Chen Yu did not completely become a new destiny, he met the night, he received the gift of the night, and he had the authority to spy on the destiny, then he is the endless thing, and the place where the endless thing fell and its final destination is It's a big cemetery.

It's a race against time, and this is Lucifer's final bet.

What he was betting on was that those mortals failed to complete the final struggle, and Chen Yu was eventually judged by time and buried in the lead-yellow cemetery.

Just like a dream.

"Okay." Chen Yu said calmly after a moment.

……

"How could you deceive magic? That is divine revelation, that is the restriction of destiny, that is the rules and order that defines all things, that is the shackles given by thought." Oracles glared at the only wizard who wanted to smash The little magician Tim Hunter has the lightning mark on the top of his wooden staff that contains endless magic.

"Hmm, I've heard it many times, and a voice in this wooden staff also told me this, and I think I already knew all this, after all, you called me Merlin. And as far as I know, Merlin is not me at all. , but I understand now that Merlin is a title, a title owned by a magician with powerful magic power." Tim's round-framed glasses reflected the white light of the lightning mark, he pouted and struggled to break the gem. A magical creation.

Oracles was even more surprised, because if an ordinary person had triggered the defense mechanism of the wooden stick itself, that person would have been blasted into dust by the powerful magic. But the magic didn't move at all, as if it was completely obeying Tim.

Finally, Tim really took off the flashpoint mark. The boy pushed up his glasses with a sense of accomplishment, and then excitedly admired the dimming lightning mark in his hand.

"What will you do?" Oracles was no longer melancholy. He seemed to have once again transformed into the god of war who was thirsty for knowledge in the long past. He had never seen such a future, and he had never seen a future like this. Such a bold choice for a mortal.

Oracle even began to look forward to Tim's success because he was once a mortal.

"Be magic," Tim grinned.

"It's ridiculous! Magic is a fragment of the divine wave, it's an ember of imagination! It's the last aftermath of creation!" Oracle shook his head with a loud voice, "Although you carry the ancient bloodline, you are still a human being. Mortal! You can't even surpass me now! Why would you make such nonsense to dominate magic?"

"It's not about dominating magic, big man! It's about believing that I am the magic itself!" Tim held up the flashpoint mark in both hands, "In this way, I can integrate with the Rock of Eternity. I can use myself as power, and I can also Black Adam is trapped in it, and I can release you to help me save the universe! This is a way to kill three birds with one stone, simple and direct!"

"You're crazy, boy!" Oracles began to think that the immature little magician in front of him had been backlashed by the excessive use of magic. His consciousness had been confused, and he himself would become a victim of the backlash of magic. cost.

Like a moth to a flame, like those addicts. In the end, they will all die from endless greed.

"Then let's see, Oracle!" Tim raised his chin arrogantly, he concentrated, and he began to formulate the ultimate lie, which even Isabella Constantine couldn't play. Children's game.

She'd be proud of me, right?

Tim Hunter smiled.

At this moment, Oracles seemed to see the calm but cunning face of a young magic master, which seemed to come from a future prophecy that he had never seen before, a bright future belonging to Tim Hunter.

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