Chapter 960: Shiller's Sharp Blade (Part 2)

He stood there, somewhat bewildered, saying, "What's happening? Why can't I use my magic?"

He looked at his hands incredulously, straining his arms, but no glow appeared. He closed his eyes and began meditating on various demon patterns, but still there was no reaction.

At this moment, he was even more panicked than Batman. He immediately looked at Batman and said, "Something's wrong, something must have happened in the mystic world. Quickly, let's go find Zatanna, she should know what's going on."

Without waiting for Batman to move, he rushed straight out of the door, but quickly returned, saying, "Where have you hidden Zatanna? Hurry up and take me to her!"

But he soon composed himself, saying, "If you want to save Shiller, then Zatanna is the only answer. Even if the Spirit Realm and magic energy cannot be used, she can still divine the location of Shiller for us."

The two left the basement, went upstairs and took the Bat Helicopter back to the Batcave. Zatanna was idly playing with cards, she looked at the two of them arriving back in a flurry, and asked somewhat puzzled, "What's wrong with you two? Why do you look so bad?"

"Zatanna, quickly, see if your magic still works?" Constantine said anxiously. Zatanna was baffled by his question. She raised her hand, pointed at Constantine, and said, "Hang him up!"

Constantine was immediately suspended in the air. Zatanna shrugged and said, "See? It's working just fine. What's gotten into you, Constantine?"

Constantine fell from mid-air and collapsed on the ground. But he didn't bother to straighten his clothes and immediately took out a talisman from his pocket.

He flicked it hard, and the talisman made a "pop" sound, but there was no response, nor did it ignite. He flicked it again, and the talisman still didn't respond. In the end, he kept on flicking the talisman until it broke apart. Constantine looked unbelievably at the fragments on the ground.

At this time, Zatanna also realized something was wrong. She stepped forward somewhat puzzled and said to Constantine, "What happened to you? Did your magic fail?"

Ignoring the dismayed Constantine, Batman stepped forward and said to Zatanna, "Take me to Shiller, he might be in trouble."

"Shiller is in trouble?" Zatanna became immediately alert and asked, "What's going on? Did the black magicians attack him?"

"No, it was the agent from the Federal Bureau of Investigation. They took Shiller away and injured him. Shiller may be seriously hurt. If we can't find him immediately, he may be in danger."

Zatanna frowned, saying, "Okay, there are two ways to locate a person with magic. Either travel through the Spirit Realm or divine the position."

"The advantage of traveling through the Spirit Realm is its speed. We can directly track the essence of the soul, ignoring all obstacles in reality and reaching the target location directly. However, it requires additional magic to interfere with reality. Divination tracking is directly tracking in reality, although the speed is slow, it doesn't require extra energy."

"Travel through the Spirit Realm." Batman immediately said, "I will compensate you for any additional energy you expend. Let's go now."

Hearing Batman's tone, Zatanna turned to look at him, and then looked into his eyes and said, "Bruce, what's wrong? Do you remember the first time we met? You seem a lot like that time."

"Your soul is feeling sadness and anxiety, and it's on the brink of collapse. You can't go on like this, relax... relax..." Zatanna waved her hand in front of Batman's eyes. The glow of magic helped Batman to relax a bit, preventing his brain from snapping.

Zatanna didn't use casting materials to go to the Spirit Realm like Constantine. Instead, she let the other two sit in the chairs. After her body glowed, the three were once again out of their bodies, coming to the misty Spirit Realm.

Zatanna started to lead the way, they flew for a while. Batman felt them passing through buildings, through the ground to the bottom, and then back to the ground again.

Their souls passed through the streets, and at the instant they stopped, the image that Batman couldn't accept appeared in his vision.

At the end of the alley was a red telephone booth. It was an old telephone booth in Gotham, with peeling red paint and thick dust on the glass.

A figure was leaning against the side wall of the telephone booth. Blood stained the floor of the booth and flowed out with the open door into the rain outside.

There was a large wound on his neck. The strips of cloth around the wound did nothing to stop the blood flow. His dark suit was dyed a dark red.

It was clear that one of Shiller's arms hung limply, while the other was on his shoulder, as if he wanted to press on the wound, but undoubtedly, he was no longer breathing.

Batman stood where he was, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Zatanna also showed a sad expression. She patted his shoulder and said, "I'm sorry for your loss. I think... Wait, Bruce, I remember you told me about the clotting of blood. Judging from the coagulation of the blood on his body, he should have just died recently, right?"