"What's going on? Why can't I get out?" Roger kicked the transparent glass-like space-time door again with his foot.

It doesn't make sense. He has been in there for less than a day. How could this happen? Is it because the missing runes in the magic mirror caused the malfunction?

You can't sit still and wait for death. Roger doesn't know the magic of time and space. If he can't get out, he will have to stay and be a god and play harem games for the rest of his life.

He took out his [Winchester Model 1887 Shotgun], activated the fruit's ability amplification, and fired a shot at the space-time gate.

boom!

Huge sparks accompanied by impact hit the space-time door without any cracks, but Roger, who was keen, found that the space-time door shook.

There’s drama!?

"Then let's do something big." Licking his lips, Roger inspired the evil fire to enchant the shotgun, and suddenly a flaming magic gun appeared in his hand.

Evil Fire enchantment, coupled with Devil Fruit amplification, fire away!

Bah! Bah! Bah!

After three shots, cracks appeared on the transparent space-time door, and it could be seen that those cracks were being repaired at an extremely fast speed.

"Whoosh--" Roger whistled.

"Man, let's change our form and rush over."

After getting on my own Evil Spirit motorcycle, the front of the car began to deform, and a sharp front came out.

Then he backed up a distance, twisted the throttle, extended the two exhaust pipes at the back of the locomotive, and the flames erupted to the maximum.

"Rush, for freedom——"

The Evil Spirit motorcycle flew forward at a speed that could only be achieved by a fighter jet, and finally hit the glass space-time door accurately, smashing the space-time door into pieces and leaving this dimension.

real world——

George struggled to get up and crawled to Sally to check. Then he endured severe pain and crawled into the kitchen to find the first aid kit.

After crawling out step by step, I took the hemostatic medicine to help Sally stop the bleeding. I really didn't have the strength to tie the bandage for her, so I could only lie on the ground and gasp.

Remembering that I should call the police at this time, I took out my phone but found that it was out of battery. I had not charged my phone since I came to this town.

"Fake——" George, furious, smashed the phone to the ground.

I don’t know how many ribs were broken in my body, and I really couldn’t move. I could only hope that someone in the surrounding neighbors heard the gunshots. If someone could help call the police, maybe Sally and I could still be saved.

What he didn't know was that the town was remote with relatively few people, and Sally's house had few neighbors around it, so no one noticed the gunshots.

"Huh...huh..." Every breath was as difficult as if the lungs were burning.

At this moment, there was a sound of shattering glass. Roger smashed the space-time door and rushed out of the magic mirror, then stopped firmly in the living room.

"What's going on? There are enemies? Why are you all injured?" Roger, who got off the motorcycle, hurriedly came to George and asked.

George weakly pointed at the mirror and said: "Mirror...another you walked out, and our injuries were caused by him."

"Me?" Roger looked at the mirror in surprise. He went in and within a day, a version of himself was born?

And isn’t it necessary to cut off the bond with reality before another person is born and walks out of the mirror based on the principle of [equivalent exchange]?

"Forget it, this is not the time to think about this. I will think of a way to help you heal your injury."

Roger helped George sit back on the sofa.

"I...I don't care, it's just a few broken bones. You first think of a way to save Sally, or call an ambulance. She's about to die." George weakly pointed at Sally on the ground.

Sally was lying on the ground, already very angry, with more air coming out and less air coming in.

"Oh, sorry." Roger checked Sally. She was hit in the internal organs by a bullet and was bleeding. The chance of being sent to the hospital for rescue was slim.

It seems that we can only use unconventional means——

Roger blinked and thought of a long-forgotten big devil like Hua Tuo.

【Pazuzu, the first fallen】

I immediately had an idea, took out my gold finger, bought a character skin, shaped it to look like Zha Kang, and then equipped it.

Then he took out a knife and cut Sally's hand open, then cut his own palm, and the wounds on the two hands were pressed together.

Roger closed his eyes and recited a spell, "In the name of the great magician John Constantine, I swear this oath forever——"

Then he took out a piece of parchment, placed it on the ground, drew a six-pointed star pattern around it with salt, placed the candles, and finally recited another incantation in Latin.

【A mysterious existence from a distant place.】

[The worshiper of life, the controller of desire, the greedy of endless wealth, the devil who controls people's hearts]

[I bear witness to you with my life, I sacrifice my soul to you, and I guide you with my own blood]

[Bound by a contract made in ancient times]

[I, John Constantine, end all defenses and protections, listen to your call, and the devil will quickly subjugate you]

【I summon you to appear in the world】

As the candles began to flicker automatically as there was no wind, Roger's eyes turned white and he tilted his head upward for a while.

An invisible black mist began to gather around his body, and then through the blood oath, Sally's wounds were slowly healed, and the bullet was pushed out of the body directly.

After a while, the treatment was completed, the candles were extinguished, and there was a rune of the devil's mantra on Roger's hand. This was the devil's text and mark, like a coordinate.

"I...I'm fine? It's incredible. Didn't I get shot just now? Hey, who are you?" Sally looked at the man holding his hand in surprise.

"That's Luo, he's using magic. He just used magic to save you." George's voice came from the side.

Watching it from beginning to end, he was surprised by Roger's supernatural magic, but at the same time he was puzzled as to why he had to change his appearance to cast a spell?

"Ahem, it's me." Roger coughed and reluctantly let go of Sally's little hand. Well, it was a bit rough, but it felt good.

He wiped his face with his hands, uninstalled the character skin, and restored his original appearance. He looked at his arms, and sure enough, the devil's mantra disappeared.

"You'd better forget what happened just now and don't mention it a word, otherwise the devil will hear it and they will come to collect debts."

"Debt collection? You just cast a spell with the power of the devil? Aren't you an exorcist? Why did you borrow the power of the devil?" George was shocked. There was something wrong with this style of painting. Roger couldn't be a dark wizard or something.

Roger put his hand to his chin and coughed, "Ahem, don't say that. Those damn devils come to the world all day long to make loan sharks. If you don't pull their wool, they don't know how dangerous the world is."

"Then why did you use the name John Constantine?"

"That guy is a scumbag. He owes a lot of debt to the devil. If you have a lot of debt, you won't have to worry about it."

"............"

[PS, Pazuzu, the First Fallen, is the big demon in Zha Kang’s American TV series. He is called Hell Hua Tuo. As long as the host is not dead, he can cure all injuries of the host after possessing him. 】

[ps: Recommend a few books by colleagues, The Heavens Are Eternal and the Green Lotus. My Infinite Script Space. Garfield’s Time Travel from Marvel. Swallowing the Starry Sky, I Can Simulate Life. Chat Group: Traveling Through Billions of Worlds Simultaneously]

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