Watching Constantine disappear from the doorway, Su Ming put away the phone on the table.
The candles originally placed on the small round table had melted into pools of white sticky substance, resembling traces of vomit.
"Hey, Bo Bo, Constantine said that Trish survived and Night Shadow took her to the Shadow Realm."
Bo Bo tilted his head to look at him, then glanced down at his own hands covered in black ash and various body tissues, sighed, and straightened up, closing his eyes.
"That scumbag, he could have said it earlier, he just wanted to see me lose my appetite afterwards!"
Albella shrugged nonchalantly, "Anyway, this is your bar, these bodies will need to be cleaned up sooner or later."
"Since Trish isn't dead, all these things are her responsibility, hmph, hosting a Mage's gathering in the bar, the consequences are all on her."
Detective Gorilla was already planning how to exploit Trish upon her return, like deducting salary, deducting salary, and more salary deductions.
Since she went to the Shadow Realm, Bo Bo felt a bit relieved.
It's a small plane attached to the world, where there used to be a demon who even tried to control Night Shadow's brother and commit incest with her.
But that guy had long been killed by Night Shadow and the demoness, and now the Shadow Realm is purely a barren land in darkness.
There are not even a trace of an enemy or even a hair.
"Alright, the next target is to find the fourth Engraver and deal with them. Albella, any thoughts?"
Su Ming asked the Female Mage, who was currently washing the black ash off her hands with a drink.
"There is no divination in Hell Magic, and various prophecy tools are immune to Hecate, now we can only use a more primitive method, which is... to contact the Warlocks I know one by one."
This is indeed a method, but it consumes too much time.
In fact, using online software to build a chat group would be much simpler, however many mages don't even use mobile phones.
They were born too early and also dislike modern technology; for them, communication still relies mostly on magic pets to deliver messages, or magical communication.
Su Ming stroked his chin. This plan clearly needed a lot of time; with that Kung Fu, the fourth Engraver could probably run out on their own.
"Gorilla, I have another method, reminded by the Shadow Plane."
Bo Bo rebuttoned his hat, dug out his drink from inside the bar, took a few sips, and then pulled out Night Blade from his suit pocket.
"This sword, although I'm not good at using it to kill enemies, has a basic function..."
He held the sword with both hands, raised it high, making Su Ming think that soon a bolt of lightning would strike down and the Gorilla would turn into a super muscular man or something.
Lightning indeed came, a bright white electric light coursed along the blade, it was the lightning that divides the world, a strange type of energy.
It belonged to the power of Night Blade, a legendary weapon, Bo Bo had seen it many times in the hands of his late old friend.
The charred bar was gradually awash in light, a giant crack filled with colorful spirit light appeared before them, everything around turned unreal, as if a giant invisible hand swept them directly into the rift.
"Hoo, welcome to Maya, the plane of magic."
Detective Gorilla put away Night Blade and scratched his head, he actually didn't do much, just told Night Blade to open the teleportation gate.
Su Ming looked around, indeed everything was filled with a sense of magical realism, this is what a plane of High Magic is like, everywhere are traces of magic and architecture that pursue the Unity of Heaven and Man.
Western pursuit of Unity of Heaven and Man is different from that of Asia, they prefer those tall towers that reach up to the clouds, sharp rooftops, the higher the closer to the sky.
However, this is just a subsidiary plane, its rules are incomplete, even if there aren't anthropomorphized animals and objects like in Dream Country, many things here still seem unreal.
"You wouldn't have just teleported us to Hecate's place, would you?" Donna looked at the flowers by the roadside, those supposed to bloom in different seasons were all in full bloom, the rich fragrance put her on high alert.
"Oh, of course not, Maya's magic is generated by the plane itself, it's the source of power, no stealing, no robbery, so it's also a safe place."
Bo Bo quickly explained, leading them towards the busy streets. Currently, they were in the Royal Palace garden.
Master of the Dark Night likes it here.
Bo Bo didn't have any magical skills and couldn't adjust the teleportation gate's position, so he's just making do.
Su Ming knew some things about this place, but matters involving magic are often unclear, and he didn't dare guarantee the accuracy of the information.
The magic plane Maya is more like the source of fairy Magic, represented by those small girls with dragonfly wings flying around, or the little dwarves in Ireland who love green hats.
Of course, Unicorns and Flying Horses, and other such Magic Beast sources of power also originate from here.
It can be said that Maya is still a developing magic source.
But because Hecate directly stole fire from the outside world, Dark Magic dominated the world's history, because that power was easier to grasp, and required no bloodline.
Earth's original fairy Magic, in turn, was only passed down among some niche mages or subhuman creatures.
In the ashes under the family stove, there was a small spark, which was difficult to ignite a fire, so Hecate stole a volcano from next door.
But it seemed she didn't realize this black volcano was owned, and the Inverted Man has now come to collect.
"The scenery here is nice, but unfortunately, it's not the time for tourism."
Su Ming removed his helmet, the air here was very fresh, the kind that makes you smile involuntarily when you take a breath.
"No, it's not tourism, but to find a friend, a Grandmaster of Divination Art."
The Gorilla led them briskly through the castle, showing no intention of inviting them inside to visit, there weren't many people on the road, the local residents lived simple lives.
Though their appearances were similar to humans, they had more or less some magic creature bloodline in them, one could say all were warlocks.
And the various primitive urges brought by the other half of the bloodline were the price of fairy Magic.
But precisely because of this, they could accept a talking gorilla as the Master of the Dark Night, becoming the nominal ruler.
Su Ming looked at Donna, who was already captivated by the magical snacks on the street, wanting to try glowing ice cream.
However, the US Dollar was useless here.
"The currency here is still Silver, Gold, or Gemstones, sorry, I'm not in the habit of carrying those things on me." The Gorilla patted his pocket, indicating he was penniless.
He wouldn't use Night Blade to command a merchant to hand over goods, plus there was serious business to attend to.
"I should have brought a few Golden Drachmas." Donna was clearly a bit disappointed; after all, carrying Gold Coins in college was too strange.
Su Ming watched as Donna looked back longingly with every step and sighed, since she was being used as bait, it indeed needed to sweeten the deal.
Controlling a team requires balancing, maintaining unity like Batman with mission and cunning, not suitable for Deathstroke.
"Let me buy, I should have some gemstones here... huh?"