Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Tony, as Iron Man, you don't act like a superhero at all."

Constantine grinned, and casually pointed to Anton Wanke, who was covered in blood and flesh on the ground.

"If I were you, I would stay away from him."

Tony said seriously.

How many Ark reactors Anton Vanke has on his body, he is still a little uncertain.

Under the monitoring of the battle suit, Anton Vanke's whole body is a source of energy.

If this guy exploded by himself, it would definitely be comparable to a small tactical nuclear warhead.

"Hmm, when you ask him questions, do I have the honor to listen in?" Constantine habitually took out a cigarette and said, "I think magic is very helpful for asking questions. I know that one can only Are you interested in spells that make people tell lies?"

Tony had a headache when he heard that.

A spell that makes people tell lies?

This does have miraculous effects in many cases, but the premise is that the spell can really work.

Otherwise, it will be even more troublesome if the truth is mixed.

Although Tony probably understood the other party's thoughts in the conversation with Anton Vanke before, he really wanted to tell Tony something, but it was hard for him not to be tempted when faced with an insurance method.

"Are you sure your spell will work?"

Tony couldn't help but asked out, and then he and Constantine moved a little further away.

A series of actions by Constantine brought the physical distance between the two closer.

Whether Constantine's spells can be used effectively has always been a question mark.

"There should be no problem, let me try~"

Constantine rolled up his sleeves, started casting spells while muttering with a cigarette in his mouth.

A bunch of messy gestures on the hands, which look similar to knot seals.

Following his movements, a burst of energy rose from his body, and then directly entered Anton Wanke's body.

From the perspective of Tony's energy, this energy is entangled with those emanating from Anton Vanke's body, which looks weird.

Constantine smiled, then withdrew his hand.

That energy was manipulated by him, and entangled with Anton Vanke, naturally he couldn't escape his perception.

"The energy in that guy is really powerful. How did this thing do it?"

Konstantin looked at Tony and asked, Anton Wanke next to him moved his fingers, and it seemed that he hadn't woken up for long.

"His flesh and blood have probably merged with the machine, that's how it should be."

The answer Tony gave did not satisfy Constantine.

If it's just a mechanical transformation, these energies should only act on the body, instead of being linked with the soul now.

Anton Vanke is definitely not as simple as Tony said.

"You really know how to joke, but we'll hear the truth from him soon, aren't you happy?"

Constantine lowered his head and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

"How long does your spell last?"

In the middle of Tony's raised palm, the hand cannon was being charged.

A terrible thing, if this spell takes effect, then the deadline becomes the most important issue.

If it is permanent, then these practices are no different from Tony hearing the truth directly from Anton Vanke's mouth.

Only determined lies and Anton Vanke's sincere narration can piece together a relatively complete truth.

"I'm not sure. My spells are all patchwork. Who knows how long they last? Anyway, as long as they work when I need them, it's enough."

Constantine smiled.

Tony could see from this smile that he seemed to have been calculated again.

"Damn bastard, you deserve to go to hell and suffer 10,000 years of torture!"

Generally speaking, Tony would not curse others with such words.

Because capital is enough to make ordinary people unable to survive normally in this world, but Constantine is obviously not an ordinary person.

A liar, thief, junkie! If he wants to make money, it's too easy!

"Hell? Do you mean the old one, or the new one?"

Constantine replied without raising his head, which made Tony choose to remain silent.

The world has become a mess for a long time. When he first learned about hell and saw the devil, the scientific concept he had shaped for a long time had already changed.

"I feel so good! It's like being hugged by my mother."

Anton Vanke on the ground opened his mouth and came out like this.

Judging by his own expression, he didn't even believe what he said.

He was probably trying to say "I feel terrible, my head is groggy, like I was punched by his father"?

"Look, my spell energy is working~"

Constantine whistled, then choked on the cigarette and let out a series of coughs.

"Who helped me? I will definitely repay him!"

Anton Vanke's expression seems to be "beaten violently" which may be more convincing.

"Anton Wanke, everything you want to say is a lie now, we can probably talk about what you know now."

Tony felt that his headache was getting worse, probably because the gemstone was constantly reminding him not to know these "truths".

"I can say anything! But first you have to know that there is always peace between the worlds!"

After Anton Wanke finished speaking, he pinched his mouth, as if trying to straighten his tongue.

Such words made both Constantine and Tony fall into silence.

If this is false, it would be a bit fucked up!

"Konstantin, are you sure your spell really worked?"

Tony asked Constantine like this, and resisted his displeasure with Constantine and took a few steps over there.

If it doesn't work, just hit the fist!

The iron fist of the battle suit falling on Constantine's body will definitely save the opponent's life.

"Honestly, I wish it didn't work." Constantine took the cigarette from his mouth and put away his hippie smile: "But unfortunately, I'm sure it worked!"

"Say everything"? This thing should not tell them all.

As for the fact that the world is always full of peace, that is obviously a lie.

Anton Vanke finally woke up a little bit, and probably understood some of his state.

After he closed his eyes and meditated for a while, he immediately began to speak.

"It's not good for you at all. After hearing the false image clearly, you probably won't be so safe."

Anton Wanke spoke with a slightly angry tone.

What you want to say is not the same as what you say. It feels like the cry of "spinach is cheap".

"He said, this is good for us? We don't know the truth directly but guess it, so we probably won't be targeted by danger?"

When Constantine said this, Tony's face became ugly.

"It may also be that this is not good for us, and the unclear truth will also put us in danger. Not all lies are the opposite in one sentence!"

Tony looked at Anton Vanke, his face was full of distortions, as if he had kicked the leg of the table without noticing, and the expression leaked after the little finger was severely injured.

"I have to say, this spell will only turn your spoken and written words into lies, and your nodding and shaking your head is still fine! So don't put on that pair of bare feet on Lego bricks. expression!"

Constantine shouted directly.

He also started to get impatient.

Knowing this truth is very important to him.

Only by knowing more information can he make more perfect preparations.

In the face of complete strangers, it is also difficult for this liar to deceive the other party directly.

It's really uncomfortable, and I feel a little dizzy sitting in a chair, that's all for today.

Tomorrow I will make up the missing part of the update.

The total number of updates this month will not be less than 20w words.

Feel sorry.

Thanks.