My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Although it's cool, that's...a bit of harassment at all.

There was a look of astonishment on her face. If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was Batman and that she had lost the irony magic, she would have directly punched the other party.

"You bleed a lot, and if you don't stop the bleeding in time, you might be in danger of shock."

Eric stood up and put the spray into his belt, "Even if you are a magician, I think your body is the same as an ordinary person? If you are injured, you will feel pain, and if you lose too much blood, you will go into shock..."

"yes?"

Zatanna knew that she had misunderstood the other party, but she didn't want to apologize, she smiled slightly, "I want to thank you instead?"

"Thank you, what happened to those dead humans?"

Eric turns his flashlight on the horribly dead humans

About five or six corpses lay there.

Some were burned to death, some were lying there with pale faces, and some seemed to be twisted and folded by some kind of space, and their bodies were severely injured and died...

"Well, I must say...they died because of me."

Zatanna had a sad expression on her face, "The Atlanteans used this place as a secret base when the Battle of Sudden Fire occurred, and there are many magic particles left here, especially the death of the sea queen Mela. Afterwards, she had siren blood, and even after her death, the place where she was buried still had an indelible magical element..."

"So you sneaked in here?"

"No! I've always known this place and have been trying to find some viable way to regain the magic."

Zatanna looked at her jade-like palm, which was as beautiful as before, but unfortunately she could no longer use those magical magics.

"After Omega appeared, all magic was destroyed! Everyone said that magic is dead, Dr. Fate has returned to the west, and the world is hopeless, but I always don't think so, I have been trying to find something that can be reversed Everything, the way to beat Omega."

Zatanna looked at the dead humans, "Magic has been chaotic, anyone who uses it will be backlashed, all magicians either die or hide in incognito. But my irony magic seems to be able to resist the backlash of magic, it It can be released, but with some kind of bad result."

"You may wonder why I can resist a part of the magic."

After a pause, she said faintly: "I'm a magician. Every morning at five o'clock, my father wakes me up with a simple command. 'Get up'! It's the reverse of the word order. I Will obey without thinking, like magic. As the sun rises, I will practice getting out of the bondage, or practice card counting, and my father will just give me instructions backwards."

She recounts childhood memories to Eric.

Eric doesn't know much about this. He only knows that Zatanna's father seems to have been killed by Constantine and burned to death by the flames!

"My father would have me state my intentions, when I pick up a lock I have to say 'lock open, and when I draw ace from the deck I have to say 'card ace I give'. My father told me that magic depends on concentration, on control, on command!"

Zatanna's face softened a little, and she thought of her father, "When the sun goes down, he will let me review the whole day of lessons, but this time, he will not allow me to use the little tricks he taught. No Pick locks, no tricks, only words, only concentration, only magic."

"Day in and day out, in reverse order, in order, in order and perfection, that's what it's all about! One night I asked my father: Why is it so important? Why do I need to learn this...learning to speak backwards? My father was surprised and asked me with a smile: Do you want to give up the most perfect stage setup since Houdini?"

Zatanna showed a rare smile, "I knew my father was joking with me, so I asked very seriously: I can feel the magic in the air, right now, they surround us, I know it, I can reach it It's a breeze to get to it. But... Dad, I saw your eyes and I saw how scared you were, why?"

Zatanna wondered why she had to learn irony magic, she thought it was very troublesome, because there were magic elements that could be used everywhere in the air, so it didn't need to be so laborious.

Zatanna stopped, waited for Eric to digest it, and said: "Father is also serious, he sat by my bed and told me: You are right, my smart little zebra. As long as I want , I can rewrite the laws of nature by stripping pure magic from the air around me. But that energy comes from somewhere and must go somewhere."

"My father kindly told me that irony magic is some kind of tool in our family, like a wand, a boiling cauldron, it's a little trick, a blindfold, so that they can't see what we're doing ."

Eric somewhat understands what Zatanna wants to express. The magic used by the magicians is not without a price. The magicians steal the dark energy of another dimension, and one day it will be recovered by its original owner. .

Through the information he had read in his previous life, Eric learned that all the magicians in the DC world borrowed debts, and they will be collected by the creditors one day in the future.

Now, it is estimated that all those magicians have been pulled to pay off their debts, which is why magic has declined.

Zatanna paused for a moment after telling this. "My irony magic does not directly use the magic left in the air, it is more like a disguise, so that the master of the source of magic cannot detect me."

"Can you still cast magic?"

"Yes, but also not. Because once I unleash irony magic ~www.readwn.com~ it will cause chaos. Like when I tried to perform magic in the theater before, but the out-of-control flames swept the whole theater, if not Kang Standin and Bobo help me, I'm afraid everyone inside will be burned to death!"

Zatanna said in frustration.

Eric nodded, and he began to understand gradually.

"So behind the pillar, those dead humans were also killed by your runaway irony magic?"

Eric pointed to the dead humans in the room.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I've tried to use the residual siren magic here, combined with my irony, to create a channel, a channel to my dead father, from which I'm trying to get the secret of finding lost magic. . But I failed, these warriors who died for this are all surviving magicians, I..."

She endured her grief, "In the beginning, everything was normal, until a bunch of flames poured out of the passage, and the interlaced space, these things tried to kill us all, we fought hard, but couldn't avoid the tragedy... ..."