American comics farmer: start by adopting the villain savior

The gloves transformed into dozens of blue morpho butterflies in the air.

Clark's mouth opened into an O shape.

His sight followed frantically, but he could not find even a trace of the prop mechanism. He could only look at Dio for help, but the other party revealed

"Why are you asking me if you're so awesome?"

An expression of disgust.

of course

In fact, the most surprised person was Locke.

He also had no idea how those butterflies appeared out of thin air.

The phosphorus powder scattered from the wings of the butterflies flying through the air even landed on the tip of Sarafir's nose, causing the baby to sneeze cutely.

This is no longer a magic trick.

This is absolutely magic.

-

The Milky Way hung in the sky as the Kent family walked on the path home.

Locke walked behind his family, holding the sleeping Sarafiel.

At this moment, Jonathan was dancing and imitating Zatanna's magic moves with Martha.

"That lady named Zatanna is really amazing. No wonder she became a top magician famous in the Midwest at the age of sixteen."

“Jonathan.”

Martha smiled and took her husband's arm. "That's what you said when we saw that magic show in college."

"etc."

Jonathan suddenly stopped and said, "Zatanna Zatara Martha, do you remember the show we watched?"

"It seems so. Zatara?" Martha covered her mouth, her eyes gleaming with memories. "Then it's not surprising."

"Twenty-five years ago," Jonathan exclaimed. "We were at the University of Kansas watching a magic show. I still remember the last trick. Mr. Zatara actually made the whole theater filled with roses!"

Hearing this, Clark, who was walking in front, suddenly braked hard, almost causing Dio to hit his back.

"A family of magic?"

The boy's eyes lit up, "No wonder she's so powerful! Dio, you said that—"

"bother."

Dio quickened his pace and walked around Clark without looking back.

"Hey, Dio."

Clark trotted after him: "How did that guy who made the butterfly do that? Can't he see the world clearly?"

The blond boy rarely refuted and just scratched his hair in annoyance.

He had to admit that he couldn't see through it either.

but

Glancing at his father who was smiling meaningfully, Dio curled his lips.

Star Platinum must have noticed it, right?

Locke blinked as his eyes met Dio's.

Of course he couldn't tell, because it wasn't magic at all.

After all, that

But there is a magician who can recite spells backwards, a magician who will be known as the 'Supreme Witch' in the future.

Now this time period -

Isn't it the time when she was young and toured the United States in search of her missing father, Zatara?

Chapter 59 Hounds in the Mist

night.

The wind was howling outside the window, and the branches were hitting the glass, making crackling sounds.

Locke stood beside Dio's bed, the moonlight stretching his shadow very long.

"Wake up, son!"

He shook it. "You go and take charge of Sarafiel."

"?!"

Dio jumped up suddenly after hearing this, his eyes narrowing suddenly in the darkness:

"Dad, is there another crisis?!"

"That's right." Locke's face was solemn. "It's a huge crisis!"

"who is it?!"

The young man summoned the world in an instant, and the golden stand looked around as if facing a great enemy.

"This is the new sorghum I planted in my experimental field."

Locke pressed his chest in grief, "This is such a strong wind tonight."

Dio and the world froze in bed.

".ha?"

"Those are experimental seedlings of a drought-resistant variety! If they are blown off by the strong wind—"

"Boom!"

Dio fell back onto the pillow and covered his head with the quilt:

"It's not something I like to do, just go to sleep."

"Dio."

"Hoo~ho~ho~"

"You forced me to do this, boy." Locke's voice suddenly became erratic, with a faint smile, "Forgive me, stupid son."

"Hmm? What are you going to do?"

Dio's eyes blurred, and when he came to his senses, he found himself lying on the crib in the baby room.

Sarafiel was curled up beside him, her small hands tugging at a lock of his blond hair.

"Stinky old man~"

The boy was about to lose his temper, but his voice stopped abruptly. He saw Sarafiel burrowing into his arms in a daze. He could only lower his voice and grit his teeth and said, "Is this how you use Star Platinum?!"

And he could even hear Locke's humming gradually fading away from the end of the corridor.

Mixed in with the whistling sound of the wind outside the window is the sound of "father's love":

"Sleep~Go to sleep~My dear baby~"

"."

"never mind."

In the end, Dio just muttered and adjusted his posture so that Sarafiel could nestle in his arms, and at the same time let the golden stand appear at the head of the bed, blocking the shadows of the trees outside the window like a knight on guard.

-

The violent wind blew the sorghum seedlings in the farmland all over the place.

Locke frowned and looked at the dark sky.

"There's something wrong with the wind." He whispered to himself.

After all, it's spring now, where did a storm of this magnitude come from?

Um.

It must be El Niño.

Locke shook his head and decided to take care of his own sorghum first.

Stepping on the muddy ridge of the field, he squatted down and carefully checked the sorghum seedlings that were destroyed by the strong wind.

The tender green stems were leaning here and there, some were even uprooted and mixed in the soil.

"Looks like we need to replant."

Locke couldn't help but sigh as he straightened a seedling.

"Ok?"

Locke blinked and suddenly noticed that the air he sighed out had condensed into an extremely thick white mist.

But it's only early spring.

The temperature shouldn't be this low.

Standing up, Locke looked around and realized that the entire field had been covered with a layer of gauze-like fog.

This is not right.

Windy day.

Where does the fog come from?!

Locke suddenly sat up and was shocked to find that the entire experimental field had been swallowed by milky white fog.

The outline of the ridge of the field has completely disappeared in the fog, and the soil under my feet has turned into some kind of damp, fishy substance at some point, making an unpleasant sticky sound with every step.

The sound of the wind, the singing of birds, and even the roar of the windmill in the distance all disappeared without a trace at this moment!

Almost as an instinctive reaction, Locke took a step back and shouted at the same time -

"Star Platinum!"

The purple stand appeared instantly, with muscles tensed and fists ready to strike.

At this moment——

From deep within the fog came an eerie clicking sound.

"Roar--!!!"

A hoarse, distorted roar exploded from the fog!

Locke's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw the fog surging and a huge black shadow approaching at an alarming speed!

That's one.

Dog?

No, that's not right!

Its outline was vaguely visible in the mist, its body was twisted, the joints of its limbs were bent at angles incomprehensible to humans, and every movement was accompanied by the crackling sound of dislocated bones.

Without hesitation, Locke started with 0 frames!

"Star Platinum!"

"The World!"

In the gray world, he rushed forward without hesitation, and Star Platinum's fists blasted out like a rainstorm!

Face the unknown!

Let’s have a meal with Ora first!

“Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola——!!!”

"Om-!"

Time resumes its flow.

A terrifying shock wave spread out, and the surrounding fog was forcibly dispersed!