Chapter 392 (1/2)

Seeing Constantine disappear from the door, Su Ming puts away the cell phone on the desk.

Originally placed on the small round table of the candle, at this time melted into a pool of white sticky, like the traces of vomiting.

”Hey, Bobo, Constantine said Tracy was alive, and nightshade took her to the shadow world.”

Bobo looked at him from the side, then looked down at his hands covered with black ash and various human tissues, sighed, straightened up and closed his eyes.

”This scum, he could have said it earlier. He wanted to see how I couldn't eat after the event.”

Albera shrugged indifferently: ”this is your bar anyway. These bodies will be cleaned up sooner or later.”

”Since Tracy is not dead, all these things are left to her. Hum, it's all her responsibility to have a mage party in the bar.”

The orangutan has been planning how to squeeze Tracy when she comes back, such as salary deduction, wage deduction, wage deduction and so on.

Now that he has gone to the shadow world, Bobo is relieved.

It was a small plane attached to the world. Before, there was a demon in it, and her brother, who tried to control the night shadow, crossed with her incest.

However, the goods had long been killed by night shadow and demon girl. Now the shadow world is a barren land in the dark.

Don't talk about the enemy, not even a hair.

”All right, the next goal is to find the fourth holder and dispose of it, albera. What do you think?”

Su Ming asks the female mage, who is washing the black ash on her hands with wine.

”There is no divination in hell magic. All kinds of divination props are also immune to Hecate. Now we have to use a more primitive method, that is... To contact the sorcerers I know one by one.”

It's a solution, but it takes too much time.

In fact, it is easier to build a chat group with network software. However, many mages don't even use mobile phones.

They were born too early, and they don't like things with modern technology. For them, the means of communication basically relies on magic pets to send letters or send messages by magic.

Su Ming felt his chin. As soon as he heard this plan, he knew that it would take a lot of time. With that skill, it was estimated that the fourth engraver himself had come out.

”Orangutan, I have other ways. The shadow plane reminds me.”

Bobo put on his hat again, took a few sips of his wine from the bar, and then took the nightblade out of his suit pocket.

”Although I don't know how to kill enemies with this sword, it has a basic function...

he held the sword in both hands and held it high, which made Su Ming feel that there would be a thunder soon, and then the orangutan would become a super muscle man or something.

Thunder did come. A bright white electric light ran through the blade. It was the lightning that divided the world. It was a strange energy.

Belonging to the power of the legendary weapon of night blade, Bobo has seen it countless times in the hands of his former friends.

The dark tavern was gradually submerged by the light. A huge crack full of colorful aura was unfolded in front of several people. Everything around became unreal. Several people seemed to be held by invisible big hands and pulled into the cracks directly.

”Whoo, welcome to Maia, the plane of magic.”

The orangutan detective took up the night blade and scratched his head. He didn't do anything. He just told the night blade to open the portal.

Su Ming looked around, and it was true that everything was full of magical atmosphere. The plane of the high devil was like this. There were traces of magic everywhere, as well as the architectural form of pursuing the unity of man and nature.