A retired magician raises a bucket daily

Constantine has always disliked using magic. In his words, casting spells is a process of equivalent exchange. If you use it rashly, you will pay a heavy price. Demons may have more contractual spirit than angels.Therefore, he prefers to use deceit and subterfuge to achieve his goals than magic.

But the skeleton pegasus in front of him obviously didn't meet the minimum requirements for being able to communicate with people.

"You only get one chance," Reid said seriously.

Cerelia nodded vigorously, clenched the Flame Dragon Blade with her small hand, and stared cautiously ahead.

"Wind."

The wind element surged from the ice field behind him, and the wind wrapped in a cold breath twisted into several strands like ropes in the air.

Constantine's voice was hoarse, and he chanted a spell in a low voice.

The blue flames of hell then entangled on the wind rope, like a few flickering LED lights dancing wildly in the air, stretching straight over, tying Arvak's bone wings.

Pegasus let out a roar and began to struggle wildly, but the wings were tightly held by the two left and right ropes, and they were fixed at the opening of the hole, like fish on a chopping board.

Reed controlled the wind and tied up its mouth. Half of the fireball prepared by Pegasus was swallowed in its mouth, and smoke came out.

At the same time, Ye Yi and Jason threw out the batarangs, and the two pieces of metal happened to be stuck between the bones of Tianma. Only one or two beeps were heard, and the batarangs formed a small explosion in a small range, and Tianma's chest exploded. The front ribs were actually blasted and several gaps were opened.Roy shot the bone with a bow and arrow, and the bone and the arrow broke apart with a "boom".

Arvak probably didn't expect that a few humans could break its bones, and he was a little stupid for a while, forgetting to struggle.

Celeria took advantage of this gap to sneak in, using perhaps the fastest speed in her life, flapping her thin wings frantically, and the gold powder almost paved a steep path in the air.

The magma underneath boiled up, Serrelia's delicate golden hair was curled up by the heat, and her little face was flushed with heat.

She bit her lower lip, grasped the Flame Dragon Blade tightly with both hands, aimed at the gray dragon egg, and stabbed it high.

When the tip of the knife collided with the eggshell, sparks even jumped out. The dragon egg was bigger than hers. The blade didn't pierce at first, and made a sharp sound, leaving a deep mark on the eggshell .Cerelia took a breath, her cheeks puffed up, and she exhausted all her strength.

"Crack."

The pattern of cracks on the knife surface extended to the dragon's egg, and the fine cracks covered the whole egg, revealing a faint golden-red light.

The entire enchantment shook, and Arvak seemed to realize that what he was guarding was gone, and suddenly became irritable, and broke free from Reed's shackles.The traces of the flames of hell still remained on his bone wings, and he struggled even to flap his wings, he staggered and roared at Serelia.

Celeria froze in place.In front of it was an eggshell that had been broken into a pile of fragments. Surprisingly, there were only eggshells there, but no dragon fetuses, or stillborn fetuses.

This is an empty egg.

During the Age of Gods, dragons were a very powerful race, and each of their newborns had the potential to be comparable to gods. They were not driven by gods, or even the spiritual beliefs of certain human tribes.Then creatures of other races would want to steal the dragon eggs, hatch the dragons, and take them for themselves.Therefore, in order to prevent the dragon fetus from being lost outside, the dragon clan will produce empty dragon eggs in addition to real dragon eggs when laying eggs, and hatch them together, unless the egg thief has the ability to steal all the dragon eggs from a nest, Otherwise, there is a high probability that empty eggs will be taken away.

1 years.You have worked so hard for this egg, and you have done so much, but in the end it turned out to be an empty egg.

Joy flashed in the goblin's eyes, and she thought, what a pleasure to watch the devil hustle around like an idiot, to hear him tell his lovers about his grand plans for the future, only to find nothing but joy in the end.

She showed a sincere smile to the flying Arvak, and threw the Flame Dragon Blade into the magma, the fairy's beautiful eyes were shining.

"Goodbye, idiots, I won't play with you anymore."

"Serrelia!" Reed shouted from above.

The goblin flew around Pegasus and flew into Reed's arms.

The next moment, the barrier began to collapse, and everything was distorted.

When everyone came back to their senses again, they were already lying on the pews in the old dilapidated church in Bludhaven.

"It's over?" Someone asked in a low voice.

Konstantin slumped on the bench and exhaled smoke, "It's over."

Cerelia got up from Reed's arms, looked around blankly, and let out a small sigh of relief. She thought she would appear in hell.

The goblin flapped its wings and flew out of the broken window.The world has changed a lot, there is no longer so much magic in the air, the environment is not as good as before, and she will be blocked by tall buildings when flying at low altitude.So she flew very high, so high that she could see the whole picture of the city clearly, so high that those reinforced concrete buildings became smaller than her fingers in her eyes. She saw the crowds on the land, and also saw The deep blue sea in the distance.

Then the goblin excitedly stomped her feet in the air and spun around a few times. If she could, she even wanted to sing a song.

Cerelia returned to the church and saw Reed squatting in front of Jason, studying the curse on the arm with Constantine, Nightwing and the arsenal surrounded them, all frowning, their expressions were not very clear good.

Constantine drew a small magic circle on Jason's forehead, "I can only guarantee that his soul will stay in this body, I can't help anything else."

"There are no side effects, right?" Reid looked at Constantine suspiciously, with an expression of 'if you don't explain it clearly to me, I'll hit your head'.

"No." The old rascal shrugged with a cigarette in his mouth, "Now we're clear."

Reed called him, "a profiteer."

The goblin leaned forward and sniffed the wound.

"No wonder you smell different from others," Serelia said suspiciously, "This is a 'resentment seed'."

"Then do you know how to solve it?"

"It's not very troublesome to solve it, just get into this resentment, and then root out the source of the resentment."

Reed thought for a while, "How does it count as entering 'resentment'?"

Cerelia was silent for a while, "...Maybe I need empathy? I don't understand it very well, I just read it in a book."

At least I know the solution, Reed thought, and then I will look for information.

He was in a much better mood, and only 10 minutes had passed since he entered the barrier outside.

He asked Cerelia, "Are you going home?"

The goblin nodded, "I can feel the existence of shelter in this land, so I have to find my way home."

Reed smiled, "Then I wish you the best of luck." He extended his hand and gave Cerelia a small high-five.

The goblin clenched her fists and cheered softly, then bumped fists with Jason again.Then he flew to Dick and Roy to say goodbye to each of them, and finally moved to a position about one meter away from Constantine, and threw a large ball of gold powder at him to express his gratitude.

Constantine: Achoo!

"Let's go, don't miss my old lady too much!" Serrelia waved her hand.

She thought for a while, then turned back and lightly kissed Reed on the cheek, and the goblin said softly, "Avalon blesses you."

Then he smiled and disappeared from his sight.

Reed dazedly touched the place where he was touched by the goblin's lips, and after a while he showed a gentle smile.

"Are you that happy?" Jason asked.

"Doing good things will make people happy." Reed said, "I can help others as much as I can, and I feel better when I think about it."

Jason asked. "Then you were doing a good deed by saving me before."

The magician stretched out his index finger and shook, "We are cooperating. I will help you and you will help me. It is mutually beneficial."

Jason laughed and leaned over to touch his cheek.

Reed was startled as if he had been electrocuted, covered his face and asked, "What are you doing?"

Jason said innocently, "This is an expression of gratitude, thank you for bringing me out of it this time."

With a bit of a malicious smile, he asked in a low voice, "Are you happy?"

So the frightening Mr. Red Hood once again saw the whole process of the snow-white vampire's ears turning red.

The corner of his mouth curled up, he was quite happy anyway.

Then he saw his partner and his nominal brother standing behind with ambiguous expressions.

Jason: "..."

Dick: "...Little Wing, you've changed."

Roy: "...brother of the cow."

Jason raised his eyebrows and asked, "You don't go to work? Is the discipline of the Bludhaven police so loose?"

As soon as Dick was reminded by him, he immediately remembered the work that he had forgotten in his mind. After saying goodbye to people, he ran out impatiently. you!"

It was in the middle of the night when he entered this enchantment. At that time, he was still working as a masked vigilante as Ye Yi. He didn't expect that he would be delayed until the next day when he entered this enchantment by mistake. He didn't ask the police station at all. holiday.If nothing else happened, his mobile phone had already been blown up, and he would be scolded by his boss when he arrived at the police station later.

Jason set his sights on Roy, and the archer took a step back very tactfully, and said quickly, "I'm going to find the princess, you can play by yourself, bye."

And Constantine was wandering. After a while, he ran out of cigarettes, and he slipped away consciously. Before leaving, he said to Reed, "I'll go and solve the one in New York, and someone on Gotham Island should be able to solve it."

"Well, call me if you need to." Reed said goodbye to him.

Reed, who was shy for a while, finally calmed down his heartbeat, "...Let's go, go home."

Jason was taken aback.

Come back home.

The word twirled around on the tip of his tongue, strange and hot.

For him, his childhood home was the house full of alcohol, violence and short-lived warmth, which was later repossessed by the bank to pay off debts.

The later home was very big and luxurious, it was a place full of surprises, surprises and youthful will, but there was no place for him in it.

Now he has no home, only short-term residences that he can live with, which he calls safe houses.

So in the end he just smiled, said nothing, and followed Reed into the car.

The environment outside the glass began to recede.

Maybe one day I'll have it again, he thought, but not now.