OBS Chapter 3983 MU Superbody Major Event (63)
Chapter 3983 MU Superbody Major Event (63)
Chapter 3983 MU: The Superbody Incident (Sixty-Three)
Constantine's body was moving with Schiller, but his soul seemed to have flown away. Even so, Schiller had to take his body with him, otherwise Professor X would definitely physically launch his soul, and Magneto could then destroy his body.
Interfering in the relationship between these two was hardly a good idea, but Constantine just happened to be a scoundrel who rarely came up with any good ideas. Everyone knew that messing with them would lead to death, and coincidentally, Constantine wasn't afraid of death at all. It can only be said that Charles's good looks put him in too many dangers like Constantine's, but fortunately, his powerful mutant abilities allowed him to escape unscathed.
Even if Schiller wasn't too concerned about Magneto and Charles's condition, if they started fighting here, he wouldn't be able to buy the information he wanted, and all the markets in Centaurus would be completely blacklisted from humans, making the mission impossible to complete.
Schiller struggled for a long time before finally dragging Constantine away. They quickly rented a small airship and began browsing the stalls in the air while gathering intelligence. They soon found the information broker.
"I need a report on the recent incident caused by the cosmic demon, including the specific time, location, and final outcome. How much?"
"You know we don't accept universal currency here, right?" the information broker said. "But you're human, so you probably don't have much universal currency either. You can exchange it for your local specialties."
"what would you like?"
“Magical energy would be best, but you don’t really look like a mage. Vibranium and gold would also work.” The information broker was clearly knowledgeable.
Schiller had long known that gold was one of the universal currencies in the universe, given that the structure of the cosmos meant that this element was scarce everywhere. Although gold prices varied in different regions, it was generally considered a precious metal.
Vibranium is even rarer, practically a product of Earth, yet its properties are so unique that it's a valuable commodity everywhere. A few grams of vibranium can be exchanged for a considerable amount of supplies, and using it to trade for intelligence is no problem at all.
But Schiller certainly didn't have vibranium. He took some gold with him when he left the Arkham universe. He pulled out two gold bars and said, "The more detailed the information, the higher the price. Inspect the goods before you pay."
"No problem." The information broker readily agreed. After all, among so many races, very few could offer anything of decent quality, and he couldn't afford to offend humans. It was already quite generous of him to pay rather than rob them.
The intelligence broker handed Schiller a terminal containing detailed accident data. The data was presented in a very professional manner, clearly obtained from within the three great empires. From this, Schiller could deduce that something was definitely wrong within the three great empires; otherwise, it wouldn't be leaking information so thoroughly.
Another gold bar was added, and the intelligence broker left with a beaming smile. Schiller tossed the data terminal to Constantine, saying, "The targets are all here. Get as much energy as possible within a week; war will break out soon."
Constantine barely regained his senses, then quickly became excited again. He said, "Oh yes, we can meet on the battlefield! I can put on a good show of magic, which will definitely be more dazzling than any of the mages in this universe. Haha."
Schiller sighed, but didn't discourage him. He just suddenly realized that Batman had definitely miscalculated – he thought there was no ideal type for Constantine in this universe, but he didn't expect that young Charles Xavier was the object of love for so many people at first sight.
But that's fine, Constantine seems full of energy. It just goes to show, some demons are in for a rough time.
And that was indeed the case. Over the next week, Constantine pulled out all the stops. Schiller had thought he would need at least a day or two to adjust, but he hadn't expected Constantine to unleash such a deadly move right from the start.
First, he intercepted the communication frequency of the cosmic demons, which was similar to a phone number; anyone could use this number to connect to the demons. After speaking with two demons, Constantine began impersonating an employee of the Sanctum Sanctorum to conduct telecommunications fraud against them.
Once upon a time, when the Ancient One was the Sorcerer Supreme, the universe was in great chaos and had almost no order. So she mainly engaged in highway robbery and murder, and even caused a cosmic demon to develop a disease in which it would cry out "My life is over" at the sight of a two-legged bald head.
Later, Strange became the Sorcerer Supreme, and the universe was no longer in its chaotic state. Stability and order during prosperous times were the choice of most intelligent life. Therefore, he founded the Sanctum Sanctorum, using finance to amass wealth, and the Daedric Princes also exploited each other in layers, with the big fish eating the small fish, and the small fish eating the shrimp.
Even now, the universe has welcomed Constantine. Peaceful times greatly lower people's guard. Telecom fraud arrives as expected; the demons have no idea what anti-fraud measures are, and the Sanctuary ensures that good and evil are ultimately rewarded—if Charles was the love at first sight for too many, then Constantine is the retribution for too many, including Strange and Loki.
"What did you say?!" Strange raised his voice on the other end of the phone, "The transfer system is malfunctioning, and you need to pay a 30 million deposit? You paid it?! By the Ancient One, are you out of your mind?!"
"Stephen! Stephen!" Loki's voice came from outside the door. Strange turned to see Loki walking in with a large stack of reports, her face grave. "Someone is impersonating us," she said. "We've received over 200 reports this week!"
“I know,” Strange said with a hint of helplessness. “I’ve issued warnings throughout the universe, but not everyone has their public channels open. Our staff are contacting them one by one, but thankfully our important clients haven’t suffered too much damage.”
"This can't go on. I checked his contact address, but it changes very quickly. I can basically confirm it's a virtual address, or he has some kind of clone ability. Who would be so unethical?"
“Could it be one of the three great empires?” Strange said. “I’ve heard that a coup is brewing within the Skrull Empire. Could they be trying to gain power through this method?”
“It’s unlikely,” Loki shook her head and said, “After all, the Skrulls are a mechanical civilization, and they’ve long been an infinite energy civilization. What would they need so much energy for? I’m more suspicious of the Shi’ar Empire. They’re a magical race, and the Elder Council is always causing trouble. This kind of underhanded trick might be their idea.”
"But do they have that capability? Even you can't find the communication address? Could it be that they used a teleportation portal?"
"I don't know, but it's more likely they've developed some new method. Anyway, let them know first, and if the damage is too severe, offer some compensation. I need to find a way to catch this guy."
“You need to be careful. Anyone who can do something like this must be very dangerous,” Strange said to Loki. “Or you should get a few helpers to go with you.”
“No, that would be too much of a move and would easily scare him away.” Loki shook her head and said, “Don’t you know me? Although I only have the rank of Goddess of Light and my attack power is significantly insufficient, no one can kill me.”
Strange sighed and said, "It's my fault this time. I was so focused on discussing tactics with them that I neglected the work at the Sanctum Sanctorum. If I had realized this sooner, we wouldn't have suffered such heavy losses."
"It's alright, it's not too late now. You keep an eye on the Sanctuary, I'm going to take a trip around the universe."
After saying that, Loki left. Although she appeared quite relaxed in front of Strange, her expression turned serious after leaving Earth, because she had genuinely investigated and truly couldn't find anything.
The communication frequency used by the other party was completely different from their usual one, providing greater concealment. Their energy receiving channel had also been modified, making it almost entirely silent, and it constantly split the signal, sending it to different addresses at each location. Loki hurriedly checked a few, but by the time she arrived, the places were deserted, leaving nothing behind.
This time, she decided to try a different approach. Instead of chasing after the other party, she would lure them to her. This would actually work, as long as she disguised herself as an easily deceived demon god. Coincidentally, the existence of the Goddess of Radiance was similar to that of a cosmic demon god; as long as she made some noise in the universe, the other party would definitely come knocking.
Without hesitation, Loki randomly chose a relatively lively star system and performed her miracles a few times, posing as an extremely generous saint. She not only showered her followers with large amounts of energy but also continuously expanded her sphere of influence, seemingly aiming to establish her own domain. This image of someone who is naive and rich is most attractive to scammers.
Sure enough, not long after, Loki received a call. The caller claimed to be an employee of the Sanctuary and wanted to recruit new members, requiring only a membership fee. Loki sneered upon receiving the call: "Finally, you've got me!"
She arranged a meeting place with the other party. Of course, Loki didn't expect the other party to come in their true form, but as long as there was a clone, she could lock onto the other party through energy fluctuations, making it much easier to capture them.
In the tranquil starry sky, only distant stars twinkled faintly. Although this was a rather dark galaxy, it was home to many beings, some of whom had developed interstellar civilizations. Recently, they had been singing in unison praises of the generosity of a goddess. The song reached Constantine's ears, and he shook his head slightly with disdain.
The so-called radiant goddess, the descent of the Virgin Mary—it's all just a deception by demons. They sacrifice their energy for faith, and in the end, they might even wipe everyone out. Are they allowed to deceive others, but no one is allowed to deceive them?
Constantine had always thought this way. It's hard to say that he didn't feel a sense of vengeful pleasure when he toyed with the devil. Only he knew that when he proved to the devil that he was smarter than the devil, he also made the devil wary of humanity, preventing it from wantonly toying with weaker creatures again.
Thinking this, Constantine flew towards a lonely asteroid. This was the place where he had arranged to meet the goddess of light. Just one meeting would bring him a hefty membership fee, followed by potential agency fees, system operation fees, repair fees, and so on. Constantine had already squeezed many demons dry in this way, and this time would be no different.
—This idea only lasted until the Goddess of Radiance appeared.
A black-haired girl in a white dress stood on a vast gray land, her green eyes the only sign of life on this desolate planet. There, Constantine saw endless green grasslands and a touch of pale blue that could rival all the bloodshed in life.
No ideal type X
They are all ideal types