American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 324 Debate

"So, that's the gist of it."

In the Justice League lobby, bright, ornate chandeliers cast a soft glow, while on the uniquely shaped chairs, each Justice League member wore a different expression.

Batman's expressionless face showed a downturned mouth, revealing his classic bat-like suspicious expression. It's likely that the little head under the mask was already frantically thinking about the next plan and thousands of countermeasures.

This time, however, Diana understood. The woman tapped the table: "Vampires are also recorded in our Amazonian legends."

After thinking carefully, she said, "They are very weak magical creatures. It is said that binding them and eating their flesh and blood can prolong life."

Upon hearing Diana's words, Irene, who was hiding in the corner, couldn't help but shudder.

She doesn't want to be eaten!

As for Shazam?

The guy was looking up at the chandelier above him, seemingly trying to count how many light bulbs were on it.

"But how do we find those vampires lurking in human society?" Clark asked the crucial question, rubbing his chin as his rusty super brain finally began to work.

"This matter is not difficult to resolve."

Batman looked up at Eileen, who was crouching in the corner: "Here are the materials. I can analyze her blood to create a device specifically for tracking vampires, but that will take time."

"Well, perhaps you should hurry up," Eileen said weakly, raising her hand. "A week ago, we were ordered to convert as many vampires as possible."

Seemingly worried that Gino might misunderstand, she quickly added, "These people and I only communicate through a single line of communication, usually using bats to relay information. I don't know their exact location."

The woman had a lasso of truth bound to her body, so she was telling the truth.

The atmosphere became somewhat quiet for a moment; reality is not like video games where you can speed things up.

And most importantly, we don't know exactly how many people have been transformed into vampires.

"Tsk."

Gino rested his chin on his hand, his gaze sweeping over the silent crowd, and chuckled as he said, "Why are you all so serious?"

"This matter isn't that difficult."

The boy tapped the round table made of refined iron with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "If technology can't solve the problem, then let's use magic."

"The singer, contact Zatanna."

"Your wish."

The singer's projection flashed from the center of the round table: "A message has been delivered to you; Ms. Zatanna says she is about to arrive."

Before she finished speaking, a dark blue teleportation portal appeared on the gray wall, and Zatanna, wearing a magician's hat and a black trench coat, walked in with her long black hair flowing freely.

"Gino".

Her gaze lingered on Gino for a moment before quickly shifting away. Then, it lingered on Diana, who was sitting in a chair, for a few seconds before she covered her mouth in surprise and said sweetly, "You were looking for me?"

This alluring posture caused Diana to frown slightly; she was an Amazon warrior and could not adopt the daughterly demeanor of Zatanna.

Moreover, imagine Wonder Woman acting coquettishly: she would probably be wielding the Lasso of Truth and whipping the other person on the back.

"Zatana".

A smile appeared on Gino's face. The young man snapped his fingers, and some of the refined iron on the table floated in the air, glued together, and slowly fell to the ground as a steel chair.

"Please sit down."

"Thank you." Zatanna smiled slightly, sitting gracefully in the chair Gino had made for her, tossing her long hair as she said, "So, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I have some questions for you."

Gino pointed to Irene in the corner and said, "Zatanna, do you know anything about vampires?"

"Vampires? Those dark creatures that survive by drinking human blood?" Zatanna, true to her magical family background, immediately shared the information she knew.

The girl glanced at Irene and said, "It is said that the first vampires were born because of Cain and Abel, the children of Adam and Eve in the Bible story."

"Because of his jealousy of Abel, Cain killed Abel, thus becoming the first human in history to commit the crime of murder."

"And God, in order to punish Cain, transformed him into a creature that was forever obsessed with blood and feared sunlight, and punished him to live forever without dying, suffering endless torment and torment."

"And Cain encountered the Mother of Darkness during his exile, from whom he learned the blood magic contained in human blood, and the evil magic of transforming servants."

Zatanna recounted the origins of the vampires, while also adding with some curiosity, "However, the Van Helsing family, who have deep ties with the Church, have always been responsible for hunting these vampires."

"But as things stand, the speed at which the Witcher kills vampires is far slower than the speed at which they create their familiars."

Gino succinctly pointed out the problem: "Zatanna, I need a kind of magic that can track down vampires."

"Investigating the magic of vampires?"

Zatanna raised an eyebrow slightly; the girl hesitated, and seemed a little embarrassed.

"What? You haven't learned this magic?"

Seeing the girl embarrassed, Diana, who had been holding back her anger, made a sarcastic remark.

"What? You can find vampires?"

Zatanna was unconvinced and retorted sharply.

The two women stared at each other, an unseen tension filling the air, making the surrounding temperature seem to drop considerably.

Clark silently turned his head away and whistled, while Batman remained indifferent, showing no emotion whatsoever. However, Shazam, who was standing to the side looking bewildered, felt that Batman's lips curled into a smile for a fleeting moment, though perhaps it was just his imagination.

At this moment, the argument between the two women had escalated from who was stronger to a contest.

No one would be surprised if the two sides started fighting in the Justice League lobby the next second.

"That's enough!"

Gino frowned slightly, looking at the two men who were on the verge of conflict, and said, "Now is not the time to argue."

The boy snapped his fingers, and the next second, the chandelier above his head shattered, a golden portal opened, and a dark figure suddenly fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

Underneath the brown trench coat was a disheveled man. The smell of alcohol and the stench of not having showered for days made almost everyone present instantly recognize him and know who Gino had called.

"I'll say it!"

Constantine rubbed his slightly swollen backside, gently massaging it as he gazed with mournful eyes at the boy in the distance, who was propping his face up with one hand. A fawning smile spread across his face. "Gino!"

"Constantine." Gino smiled slightly, watching Constantine slump onto the table, pull a large bottle of liquor from his trench coat pocket, and drink it all in one gulp.

Zha Kang let out a satisfied burp, then looked at everyone and said, "So what do you want from me?"

"Let me make this clear beforehand: I'm very busy, and I need to collect payment."

(End of this chapter)