The Death Knell

"Fellow Taoist, please stay and let me take a look at your vase. How about it?"

Just when Circe was happily preparing to leave with the vase in her arms, a strange voice suddenly sounded behind her. The voice changer effect, like fingernails scraping glass, was not unfamiliar at all.

But...how did Deathstroke get in? The Witching Moon should be very hidden and no outsiders should be allowed to enter.

Circe immediately turned around with vigilance. Sure enough, not only was the death knell coming, but Satan with half of his face rotten was also standing beside him. His sharp claws were picking up Diana's body on the ground and holding it in his hand. Fiddle with it.

"How did you get in? This is impossible, this is unreasonable!" Circe hid the jar behind herself and began to curse.

Deathstroke held the black giant sword in his hand. He shrugged and walked slowly towards Circe.

The silver reflection on the ground made him look not radiant, but gloomy:

"In fact, we slept together. You are still not suitable to be the god of witchcraft. Are you pursuing rationality in the magical dimension composed of thoughts? Then you should go play with technology. Okay, give me the jar now."

Circe raised the jar high above her head: "I'll drop it if you come closer."

"Oh, I know as much about soul casting as you do. Breaking the carrier will at most hurt the soul inside, but not kill her." Su Ming stopped. He was actually not sure about this. Just look at it. Can you scare Circe?

"This is my dimension, and my desire to kill her is just a thought." Circe sneered and took the jar back into her arms: "But I won't fall for your trick and throw the jar. I want Diana's Soul? Then come and negotiate a deal with me."

Circe's burning hair moved automatically without wind. In the pale world, her existence was the most vivid color.

Deathstroke tilted his head and put his thumb on his temple: "Negotiation? Okay, I'll listen to your terms."

"Help me lure the Upside Down to the Witching Moon, and kill him with me, so that I can return Diana to you." Circe calculated very well. In the dimension where she made the decision, the Upside Down might not necessarily It is her opponent. If Deathstroke and Satan are added to help, then she should be more confident.

As long as he kills the Upside Down and absorbs his power, he will be able to decide whether it is witchcraft or magic. At that time, he will truly have the strength to fight against Perpetua.

She had boasted very loudly with Diana before, but in fact Circe knew how much she weighed. Simply relying on the power inherited from the two engravings, she was naturally invincible in the mortal world, but against the mother of the multiverse , obviously far behind.

Her next goal is always to turn people upside down. Before going outside, you must first settle inside. She has also read books.

"Hmm... My cooperation with the Inverted Man is quite good, but it's not impossible to cooperate with you. So what are my benefits?" Su Ming inserted the big sword into the ground and leaned on it with both hands, as if looking forward to what would happen next. : "He gave me one point and five points, what about you?"

Circe's eyes widened: "Give Diana back to you, and I guarantee that you can live happily together after I rule the magical world. Isn't this enough?"

"That's it?" Deathstroke shook his head, looking very disappointed: "Then you obviously overestimate her importance to me. She is nothing more than a woman. Keep Diana for yourself and give it to me on other terms."

In fact, this was not the case. Saving Diana was his main purpose here, but with the hostages in the hands of the robbers, he naturally had to show no concern.

If you keep reminding the other party of the value of the chips, the other party will just sit back and raise the price, and will continue to do so in the future.

The so-called happy life that Circe promised was a trap that could be broken by her at any time, because if that happened, Su Ming would have another weakness.

One is Diana herself, and the other is his life with Diana.

In order to maintain their lives, many people would have to do all kinds of things that succumb to reality. This is not what Su Ming wants.

So after avoiding Circe's verbal trap, Su Ming also threw a trap and let her keep Diana.

This is a psychological suggestion. Keeping it does not mean killing it. It means that it may be valuable and can be traded, but it cannot be used as the main bargaining chip, just an addition.

But in this way, Diana will be safe for a short period of time, and she will not die if she is valuable.

"Sure enough, I know that men are all beasts." Circe shook her head with a smile, and the witchcraft flames in her body instantly rose: "Diana actually likes a scum like you. It's really pathetic. We have nothing to talk about!"

Su Ming took two steps back and took Diana's body from McGeeken's hand: "Your Majesty Satan, it seems that we have to take action."

Maizi pinched Diana's face: "She is really stupid. Emotions are far less reliable than carnal desires."

"That's true for the devil."

Su Ming hugged Diana and let her lean on his shoulders. The soulless body seemed heavier.

"Well, back off, there may be a lot of noise next." Maggie smiled, picked up her flaming sword, threw a huge fireball with her free hand to attack Circe, and followed the fireball. Charged.

The god of witchcraft and Satan fight, and suddenly the sky becomes dark and the earth shakes.

Su Ming just stood there silently waiting for the opportunity, turned sideways to protect Diana, and the strong wind mixed with fist-sized gravel hit him on the side of his body facing the battlefield.

Circe's reaction was pretty much as expected.

She was once a princess of the Kingdom of Colchis, famous for her beauty and intelligence, but she was betrayed by her father to a friendly country when she just came of age. Later, her husband planned to sacrifice her to the enemy king as a sign of goodwill, so she had to kill her husband. After escaping to the sea, she prayed for Hecate's help and successfully turned around. She returned and wiped out all the countries that were chasing her.

If she has any other weakness, it is that she hates men very much, to the point of psychological distortion.

For example, on her home island of Aeaea, she used various tricks to lure passing ships closer. Then she would turn the men on board into animals and slowly eat them, while throwing the women back on the ship.

Let them drift with the tide and fend for themselves, just like she did when she rowed a small boat and fled from her husband's country in the dark.

She is not short of food, because even on an isolated island in the Mediterranean, she only needs a spell to obtain various delicacies from anywhere on the earth. There is no need to eat barbecue every day.

But she still did it, even if she didn't know how to cook at all and could at most sprinkle some salt, she still had to eat those people's flesh and gnaw on their bones, as if this could relieve her hatred.