"Are your matters handled?" Batman walked out from some obscure corner.
Dane nodded, then brought Nimue forward: "This is Madame Xanadu. She was the one who warned us about this incident earlier."
Zatanna scrutinized Madame Xanadu. As someone from the Magical Realm, she had heard of this Gypsy before.
It was said that she had been active around New York, and Zatanna thought she would be older, but she didn't expect her to be so young.
Hmm... any young woman appearing around Dane should be viewed with caution.
"So, what caused this incident?"
The Justice League members made way for him, allowing him to see the quarantined pandoras box, and the Phantom Stranger, who was almost stripped bare by Constantine. He had already awakened from the Magic Box's enchantment.
"Davis, can you make this bastard stop quickly?" The Phantom Stranger felt very frustrated; Constantine seemed intent on even stripping off his underwear.
Dane snapped his fingers, and Constantine cooperatively stopped.
He stepped aside, looking at the disheveled Phantom Stranger, and smiled without a hint of shame, a very wicked and evil smile.
"My apologies, I didn't know you were already awake. This is for your own good, you should be able to understand my intentions."
The Phantom Stranger stood up, his face dark. "I understand it all too well!"
"Can I have those things back now?"
Those were good things from Silver City, and they absolutely couldn't be ruined by someone like Constantine!
"My apologies." Constantine instantly turned hostile, looking like, "Who the hell are you?" "To prevent any potential danger from the magic items on your person, it's best if I keep these for now."
Keep them?
Throughout the Three Realms, who didn't know that Constantine never kept his promises? If you keep them, who would ever get them back?
The Phantom Stranger looked at Dane, but Dane averted his gaze, pretending not to see.
Once something was in Constantine's hands, wasn't it as good as being in the Justice League's hands?
And once it was in the Justice League's hands, wasn't it as good as being in my hands?
You want me to return them? I confiscated them from Constantine! You should go find him, what does it have to do with me?
The Phantom Stranger felt that Dane might be trying to keep his things and grew anxious.
But he knew he couldn't do anything to Dane, and ultimately, his responsibility for this matter today was indeed significant.
However, he could pick on the soft target. Since he couldn't do anything to Dane, he would just have to go after Constantine.
"John Constantine, by doing this, you will be cursed by Heaven, and you will go to Hades!"
The Phantom Stranger wasn't entirely exaggerating. Plundering holy relics was a very blasphemous act. Although Constantine had too many debts to worry about, the Phantom Stranger knew that a few years ago, he had a chance to go to Heaven. If he still thought that way... However, times had changed. Now that Dane had become the Lord of Hades, Constantine felt that with his abilities and audacity, he might fare better in Hades, and it was clearly more suitable for him.
So he took a deep drag from his cigarette, then exhaled a puff of smoke from his nostrils at the Phantom Stranger, his face full of disdain.
The meaning was clear—to hell with Heaven!
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