American comics: I became a god at the beginning, I chose to practice both science and magic

The pain from her fingertips made her frown. As an angel, she had never experienced such pain before.

She signed her name with a bitter face, and when she withdrew her fingers, they were already red.

Dane kindly cast a spell on her to heal the wound.

Then he put the contract away with satisfaction.

As punishment by God, Gabriel not only had his wings and divine power taken away by Lucifer, but he was also not allowed to use magic.

But not being able to use magic does not mean that you cannot use magical equipment. Dane can use the Eternal-N attribute to tailor a full body armor for her, just as golden as the Saint Seiya.

In this way, even if she still has no power, she can still transform into "Eagle Man" and crush the corrupt organizations of the church with her equipment without any problem.

And since his equipment is used, of course Umbrella is indispensable in the logistical work.

Even though it's just a cooperation contract, if they really want you to do something, can you still refuse?

But for now, Gabrielle's value lies in her knowledge.

The history of the real world must be different from that of the Bible, and he hopes to find some clues from it, such as about Lucifer.

From the moment the contract was signed, Gabriel was actually considered Dane's employee, but Gabriel, lacking understanding of human society, did not understand the routine.

Dane opened a room in the Rock of Eternity and let Gabriel live in it. Since then, the Rock of Eternity welcomed its third woman.

The next morning, Dane got up from June's bed. He gently pushed June's arms aside and put on a new pair of pants.

Starting today, we must get down to business.

Among the three artifacts of Morpheus, the Dream Sand is known to be in the hands of Constantine or his ex-girlfriend Rachel, and the Dream Helmet is in the hands of the hell demon Coronzone.

The Dreamstone should be in the Justice League's possession at this point in the original story, but Dane is well aware that it isn't.

However, he had some guesses about the whereabouts of the Dream Stone.

He knew that there had been a "Wishing Stone" incident in 1984, when Diana identified the Wishing Stone as a creation of the God of Lies.

But Dane had reason to suspect that this was also a lie told by the God of Lies.

The wishing stone is actually the dream stone. The dream stone has the powerful power to turn dreams into reality, and it is also the most powerful of the three artifacts.

Most importantly, the story of "Sandman" clearly emphasizes that if you want something from your dreams, you must pay the corresponding price.

This is highly consistent with the way and conditions for a wishing stone to fulfill a wish.

Chapter 127 Tools don’t need wisdom, just be my dog

Although he already had an idea of the whereabouts of the Dream Stone, Dane was not in a hurry to find it.

Instead, he found Constantine first.

Constantine was happy to see Dane come back because it meant that Lucifer would not bother him again.

Although he has always been in trouble, the less trouble he has, the better.

But Dane tells him that the matter is not over yet: "To save your soul, I made a deal with Lucifer."

Dane's expression was solemn, as if it was really the truth. Constantine was affected and couldn't help but tense up.

"What deal?"

Dane lied out of habit: "He asked me to help him find three ancient lost artifacts in exchange for your soul."

Constantine was a little skeptical when he heard this. It wasn't that he suspected Dane was lying, he just felt that his soul was probably worth more than one artifact, let alone three?

Could it be that Boss was also fooled by that fallen angel?

Dane seemed to see what he was thinking. He sighed and said, "I know this request is too much, but Lucifer is too strong. I have no choice..."

Constantine nodded; he could understand the feeling.

Dane took the opportunity to say, "But I promised you that I would protect your soul, so I agreed to it, and I have already found out the whereabouts of the first artifact."

"But this artifact has something to do with you, so you must cooperate with me."

Constantine had to admit that he was really moved at this moment, so he took on the responsibility.

"No problem. Since this matter is caused by me, I will naturally cooperate with you to the fullest."

"Well, I heard that a long time ago you got a magical sandbag. Is that true?"

Constantine scratched his head, thought carefully, and said uncertainly:

"It seems there was such a thing, but it was a long time ago and I'm not sure if it still exists."

As a well-known magician, Constantine occasionally looks for some second-hand goods, which are usually small gadgets with magical powers.

"Why don't we go back to London? I have a lot of old things there."

Dane nodded, "Sit down?"

Constantine said a coordinate, and Dane didn't make any movement, but the light and shadow around him suddenly changed.

When he looked around again, he found that he had returned to a dilapidated old house.

He glanced at Dane and asked doubtfully, "Has your magic become more powerful recently?"

Dane said calmly, "Nothing special, just practice."

Constantine turned and walked towards the old house, and Dane followed behind.

He took Dane to the warehouse room, but what he was looking for was not a sandbag, but his memoir.

Dane hadn't known he had this habit before.

Constantine explained, "This is to prevent someone from using magic like the Oblivion Charm on me. I still have a way to recover my memory."

Dane nodded in understanding, after all, Zha Kang had many enemies.

He searched for a long time and finally found information about "sandbags" in one of the memoirs.

Information in the memoir indicates that the sandbag was most likely taken by his ex-girlfriend Rachel.

Rachel was a drug addict. In order to raise money for drugs, one day she emptied Constantine's house of all valuables, including the sandbag.

"Do you remember where she lived?"

Constantine shook his head upon hearing this: "It's been several years. Someone like her won't stay in one place for too long."

"Then tell me her real name, identity information, etc."

Constantine was very cooperative and recorded a lot of information about Rachel in detail in his memoirs.

Dane used a tracking spell to find her address and teleported there with Constantine.

As soon as the two arrived at Rachel's residence, they felt that something was wrong. It seemed that no one had lived in the house for a long time.

But the instructions of the tracking spell could not be wrong, and they stepped into this "haunted house".

As soon as they entered the door, they saw several human bodies lying on the ground, and they couldn't tell whether they were dead or alive.

Constantine became a little alert. He took out a lighter from his pocket and lit a fire.

The fire was brighter than the lamp and instantly illuminated the room.

He saw the people lying on the ground. Their expressions were dull and their saliva was flowing, but they seemed to be still alive.

He subconsciously wanted to step forward, but with a "pop" sound, he stepped on something.

The scene before him changed dramatically, the houses disappeared, and the place where he was became the sky. He looked up, but found that there was the earth above him!

The intense feeling of weightlessness instantly took away all his ability to move, and he suddenly forgot his purpose and why he was here.

He tried to recall what he could do. He vaguely remembered that he was with someone else. Who was it?

Damn it! He couldn't remember.

At this time, Constantine had forgotten that he was a magician, and even forgot who he was.

His consciousness seemed to be emptied as he lost weight, as if he was about to sink.

But at this moment, a strong hand pulled him back to reality.

Constantine woke up suddenly, and only then did he realize that he was still standing in front of the door of the "haunted house" without moving a step, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

"Just now...just now that was..." Constantine was still a little shocked.

The feeling of weightlessness is nothing, but the feeling of forgetting yourself for a moment is terrifying.

"It was a dream, John," Dane explained calmly. "You just fell into a dream. Be careful, dreams are everywhere here."

Dane attached the dream power he had taken from Glauber to his hand, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, as if he had grabbed something in the void, and then tore it apart with force.

It was like a transparent veil being torn apart, the illusion was torn away, revealing the truth of reality.

It was only then that Constantine suddenly realized that he was surrounded by a wall of flesh made up of tissues and flesh.

He suppressed his nausea and picked up a piece of meat, and found some sparkling sand on it.

Only then did he realize that someone had already merged with the thing in the sandbag. Although he was still alive, he was probably no different from being dead.

Then, a strange, ugly face stretched out from the wall of flesh. It could actually speak: "Who... are you?"

Without saying a word, Dane shot out a divine thunder that went straight through his body and hit the strange face directly, turning it into meat paste in an instant.

But not long after, that ugly face appeared on the wall again: "It's useless, you can't kill dreams."

"Dream" is actually an illusory concept, you cannot kill a concept.

But the Dream Sand is actually part of Morpheus' power. Although it cannot be killed, it can be plundered.

Seeing that lightning couldn't kill it, Dane didn't fight back. He took out the wizard's scepter again.

But when Dream Sand saw the scepter, its face changed drastically. It screamed, "You can't take my power away. It will kill me!"

Dane looked at it in surprise. Isn't this a good thing?

Dream Sand understood what he meant and was even more terrified. It began to beg, "No, please don't do this. I swear to be loyal to you. Please let me go!"

"Without me, the dream powers will not be complete. They will return to the owner's body."

Dane paused as he remembered that this was the case.

In the original work, Doctor Karma destroyed the Dreamstone in front of Morpheus, but the power of the Dreamstone instantly returned to Sandman.

He was not sure whether he could snatch the scepter from Morpheus, and he felt a little unsure.

Meng Zhisha saw that there was hope and continued to strike while the iron was hot: "I swear, I can give you my soul, as long as you spare my life..."

Dane's eyes flashed, and he pressed, "Are you serious? Are you willing to sacrifice your soul?"

"Yes!" Meng Zhisha nodded frantically.

But it also has its own little calculations. Its soul strength is very high, and ordinary contract magic cannot completely control it.

And after all, it is the property of the Sandman, and ordinary people have no way of controlling it.

Dane smiled and cast the contract magic, then asked it again, "Are you sure you want to give me your soul and let me do whatever I want with it?"

Dream Sand didn't realize the danger was coming, and it agreed without hesitation.

The magic took effect, and the ownership of the Dream Sand Soul belonged to Dane.

Dane's true intentions were revealed, and he grabbed its soul with his big hand and pulled it out of the flesh wall.

Dream Sand was shocked and began to struggle frantically.

"No! This is impossible! Who are you?"

A light shone from Dane's hand, enveloping the soul in it.

When feeling the power coming from all directions, Dream Sand finally understood.

“Death, it’s actually the power of death, ah——!”

It was filled with grief and indignation. Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had something to do with "death"?

Can't I just cooperate with you in everything? You want to kill me?

But Dane turned a deaf ear to him. Just as Dream Sand thought in his heart, this was Morpheus' power, so he could take it back anytime he wanted.

But what if the soul of the dream sand no longer belongs to him? What if the soul of the dream sand recognizes another person as its master?

Then Morpheus would not be able to retrieve the Dream Sands with words alone.

What Dane is doing now is to mold the soul in his hand into a puppet that completely obeys him, a tool without thoughts.