The Death Knell

"An evil creation, interesting in the temple of order."

Alberta touched her chin, squatted down, placed the vase on the ground between herself and Bobo, and observed carefully.

Su Ming also leaned over, but unfortunately this was not his professional scope. To him, it was like watching a shadow puppet show on a vase.

"I always thought this was just a legend, a legend about trapping souls in artifacts." Bobo frowned, and seeing this expression on the orangutan's face gave him a strange feeling.

Alberta still blew out a smoke ring calmly. Although she was a little surprised just now, she had calmed down and carefully identified the figure on the pottery pot.

"This is not a legend, but the history of annihilation. A long time ago, sorcerers liked to solidify the souls of beasts into weapons, or solidify the souls of servants into golems."

Bobo adjusted his detective hat: "Since it is the history of annihilation, how do you know about it?"

Alberta laughed as if she was mocking herself: "I am also a reader, and it just so happens that many devil's books contain magic that is similar to playing with the soul."

"The gods seem to use similar magic." Su Ming said as he pulled out his God Killer: "There is a blood-thirsty soul in this weapon of mine. In the hands of people who are not firm-willed, , this weapon may even control its owner."

The female mage just glanced at the shining weapon, quickly looked away, and said:

"At the beginning of the world, there was no dividing line between magic and magic. It was just a difference in power. But now, as the world is about to face destruction, the boundaries between them will become increasingly blurred."

"But this thing shouldn't appear here with Dr. Destiny. His position is inconsistent with the use of this kind of magic." Bobo found something suspicious, and the orangutan's eyes became sharp.

Alberta also nodded and put out the cigarette butt casually: "Nate doesn't know how, but the soul in that helmet is an ancient mage known as God. He must be very good at doing this kind of thing... ..”

The figure on the vase seems a little desperate. Will you let me out?

The little black figure sat down and stopped struggling. His despair could be felt from his posture.

Su Ming, who had been looking at the ceramic vase, noticed this first, so several people began to discuss how to save people.

However, this kind of soul-casting spell is too unorthodox. Among the people Bobo knows, except for a few angels and devils, only Archmage Morgan may have such a spell.

Alberta directly said that she was helpless. It was one thing to recognize the spell, but another thing to be able to break it.

She is better at the power of destruction, that is, using magic to blast enemies into ashes.

And fusing people and objects together, this kind of magic that only exists in theory, is just like what she said, just reading a book.

"If we understand it from another direction, is this vase a kind of cage? If the cage is broken, can the people inside be released?"

Su Ming put away the weapon and picked up the can from the ground.

Bobo touched his furry chin, thought for a while, and shook his head: "I...I'm not sure. The story of Aladdin and the magic lamp has no ending. Your problem now is how to make the genie come out of nowhere. Liberation in the magic lamp.”

"Why don't you give it a try? Even if you fail, you can gain experience for the future." Alberta agreed with Su Ming's view. Anyway, the people inside seemed to want to come out, so just agree to his request.

As for whether it would be a monster when it was released, she was not worried at all. She and Deathstroke were both strong enough, and they could do whatever they wanted if they had the strength.

Su Ming raised his head and looked at the strange environment around him. Everything around him was different from what he usually knew, so the only way was to make a bold assumption.

As soon as he let go, the clay pot and vase fell from his hand to the ground, shattering to pieces.

With a crisp sound, a man who seemed to be of Arab descent fell out of it and rolled far away on the ground.

"Well, it seems that the djinn locked Aladdin in the jar." Alberta immediately seized the opportunity to tell a cold joke. She winked at Bobo and said, "The story you want has a finale. The genie locked Aladdin in the vase, and he and the princess lived a happy life, haha."

The person who came out of the vase obviously had no intention of laughing, and his face was still full of fear and shock.

"My name is Khalid Nassour, I was the eighth Doctor Fate, Kent. He lost control of the helmet a few weeks ago! It was Naboo who locked me in the vase! He was the one who brought the aliens to... ....!"

Before the man finished speaking, his mouth was kneaded together like clay, and then his slightly brown skin began to change color like fired porcelain.

Immediately afterwards, like a historical relic, he turned into broken pottery fragments on the ground in front of the eyes of the two people and the orangutan, and then gradually gathered together and turned into a pottery pot again.

But the figure above seemed to be dead, lying motionless.

"Tsk, tsk, congratulations, Deathstroke, you just killed a Doctor of Destiny." Alberta immediately smiled playfully and took out the wine, gestured to Su Ming as if to celebrate, and then took a sip.

Su Ming shook his head with a smile, pulled out the big sword from behind, and looked up at the place where Diana left: "You forgot one thing, that is, you are also my accomplice."

"Well, maybe I can add this to my advertisement. No matter what, let's have a drink." Arbella still smiled cynically and continued to drink.

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"It's time to rid the world of magic, so I open the door to welcome it back from beyond its origins."

In the square in front of the temple, Kent floating in the air said this to Diana, his posture was high.

Diana had already noticed that something was wrong. The city that was originally reflected above her head had completely disappeared, but was replaced by dark clouds and golden lightning in the sky.

She seemed to be looking straight into an endless dark abyss, and something was emerging from it.

"Damn it, you're not Kent, you're Naboo!"

The man wearing the golden helmet did not admit or deny, he just narrated in the same tone as always: "You should not interfere in our world, but I have full respect for you and the alliance behind you. When everything is over, You will see that what I am doing is right, and you will feel the order of things.”

Wonder Woman can't stand hearing it anymore. The monster in the helmet has replaced her friend and is now taking control of his body to commit evil acts.

She pulled out the Lasso of Truth and prepared to pull Naboo from the sky. This guy must answer all the questions and return her friends!