My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Gotham, Batcave.

After studying the latest strategy with Nightwing, Diana lay on the bed with a lot of thoughts.

The most important thing at the moment is to stop Omega from turning on the new signal controller.

But she wanted to find Eric's whereabouts immediately.

Somewhere, subconsciously, Eric is not dead, and only he, or only him, can fight against Omega.

There is no basis, just pure belief.

No, I have to find Eric's whereabouts as soon as possible.

She said silently in her heart.

Outside the window is a full moon, like a silver disk hanging in the sky.

The bright and clear moonlight sprinkled on the earth, as if the whole earth was covered with a layer of brilliance.

This reminds Diana of the moon hunting season.

(The Hunting Moon occurs at the first full moon after the autumnal equinox, when the moon is large and bright, perfect for hunting.)

There is great power in the secret, because it is not the known that shapes the world, but the unknown, and the fear of them.

During the hunting moon season, the young twelve-year-old Diana quietly got up from the bed and walked towards the sacrificial forest behind the island.

She has long been aware of the unknown hidden in the secret, but she is still curious.

From an early age, Diana was a child full of exuberant curiosity.

She knew a secret, a secret known to no one but Queen Hippolyta.

That is Paradise Island, where the nine undead witches will go to the back mountain to offer sacrifices during the hunting moon season.

This was a secret that no one but the queen and the witches knew, and Queen Hippolyta did not allow Diana to ask.

She once said to a young Diana: "As you grow up, sooner or later you will know this, and sooner or later you will know all the secrets. Diana, you will even know things you don't want to know."

Diana didn't quite understand it, but she knew that her mother didn't want to learn about these mysteries herself.

But this team is not difficult for Diana, because in addition to her exuberant curiosity, she also has supernatural abilities.

tread! tread! tread!

Stepping on the rotting dead leaves covered in the forest, and then the clear moonlight, she walked towards Difan, the priest of the priestess.

She wore a grey cloak that covered her entire body and walked among the vines that exceeded her height.

From time to time in the forest came the chirping of the worms, the sound was sharp and a little irritating.

"If I'm made of mud, I should be intimate with these plants and bugs so they don't get in my way."

she whispered.

At the same time, use the branches in your hand to push away the vines that block your way.

She made a mark in the forest, and the places where the witches walked would reveal some fluorescent substances.

Standing on the grass, glowing green light.

Following these lights, she could not lose the trace of the witches.

Jumping over a fallen tree blocking the road, Diana quickened her pace.

The time has come to the second half of the night, if it is too late to go back, and my mother finds myself sneaking out to watch the sacrifices of the witches, it will be bad!

Uneasy, she climbed to a tall tree and looked at the road created by the green fluorescent light.

There are two labor roads on the crooked peak, which were trampled when the island was born. The two roads continue to extend outwards and meet in the outcropping of the dense forest.

The end of the green fluorescent light is at the intersection of the roads.

"Looks like there's still a lot of noise on the road. I knew I should bring a rideable thing, a pony or a gryphon? No matter what, just let me walk fast!"

Diana snorted softly.

Pony or griffin, just think about it, now, she can only walk on her own feet.

"Hey! Hey!"

After more than half an hour on the road, Diana finally approached her destination.

Before I got close, I heard a strange song.

It seems to be a strange song sung by the witches.

There is also the sound of "Bi Bi Fei Pei" flames burning.

With strong curiosity, little Diana climbed to a tall tree.

At the highest point of this towering ancient tree, you can see the back covered by the bushes, and you can see what the witches are doing.

Biting the corner of the cloak, Diana managed to climb to the top of the ancient tree without letting herself make a sound.

He cast his eyes on the witches.

The sight in front of her took her by surprise!

Almost fell from the tree.

At the intersection, behind the trees, Diana saw the witches dancing and singing.

They are in groups of three, without strands, holding hands and dancing together.

Surrounded by lit torches, the witches danced strange movements, and under the reflection of the firelight, they looked hideous and a little frightening.

As they danced, the bodies of the priestesses seemed strange and impossible to fuse together.

Their limbs contorted with the syllables chanted from their mouths.

Like naked mannequins intertwined in everything.

Weird and full of some kind of beauty.

One syllable was recited in their mouths, "Hecate...! Hecate...! Hecate...!"

Hecate is the name that the witches chant.

Diana's stamina suddenly stood up, and she was completely stunned when she saw everything in front of her!

The strange and terrifying sight in front of her completely destroyed her cognition of the world for more than ten years.

Sweat dripped from her head, sweat of terror and shock.

Diana realized that she was witnessing a vision she shouldn't have seen.

She was completely unprepared for these horrific sights.

"Huchi! Huchi!"

There were light breathing sounds from her mouth, sweat dripping from her forehead.

In the middle of the dance of the witches, there is a wooden barrel.

As the witches danced and chanted, the lid of the bucket gradually loosened.

There seems to be something in there ready to burst out.

The first is the juice, a creamy yellow viscous juice that keeps overflowing from it.

It was like an endless viscous soup.

Soup, little Diana thought of the word.

Then two hands stick out of the bucket.

Slim, dyed yellow with yellow juice but still exuding beautiful hands~www.readwn.com~ With delicate bracelets on both hands, they swayed in the night.

Diana admitted that it was the most beautiful hand she had ever seen!

Even mother's hands are not as beautiful as those hands.

It seems to be a hand that does not exist between heaven and earth.

"Cuckoo!"

The liquid kept pouring out of the barrel, making an unpleasant "goo" sound.

Diana covered her mouth and tried her best to suppress her excitement.

She was afraid that she couldn't help shouting out, and was discovered by the witch in front of her and the indescribable terrifying existence that was about to be born in the barrel.

As the voices of the priestesses grew louder and the limbs twisted and swayed more and more, the sacrificed existence in the barrel finally came out.

Showing off all the stature!