The Death Knell

Circe once again warmly welcomed Diana, and very kindly took out her treasured black tea for her to drink.

"Diana, I'm so worried about you. Deathstroke and the others threw you into hell. It's so cruel. You can never imagine what the devils in hell will do."

Diana was indeed thirsty, especially after hearing this topic, the back of her head felt a dull pain.

She drank gulps of tea to relieve her anger.

Then she thought of the way Maggie Ken stuck out his tongue in front of her and rolled his eyes, and she couldn't help but shudder.

"No, I couldn't think of it before, but now I can."

"Oh, my poor Diana, you have been betrayed by your teammates. What are you going to do next? Go back to the Hall of Justice to rest? Or go back to Paradise Island?"

Circe grabbed Diana's hand with concern and rubbed it gently, but Diana withdrew her hand as if she was electrocuted. In the short term, she didn't want to get too close to other women.

In order to cover up her sudden reaction, Diana pretended to be angry, beat her knees and said:

"Of course I'm going to find that Deathstroke guy, give him a good lesson, and then make him beg me to return to the team."

Circe raised her eyebrows and said with an ambiguous expression: "So the rumors are true? You and him, that one?"

Diana lowered her head and shook her head: "No, not yet."

Circe narrowed her eyes. Did the bald head misjudge the situation? Isn't Diana Deathstroke's weakness?

"You said not yet, right?"

"I don't know, and now is not the time to talk about such things. Tell me, where did they go after that?" Diana avoided the topic and returned to her heroic appearance.

Circe smacked her lips and showed a weird smile. She put the teapot on the table and sat on the arm of Diana's sofa.

"After you were sent away, he immediately called your sister and asked her to wear the same uniform as you. I think the little girl didn't look right at him. You have to be careful."

"Donna? What is she doing here?"

She has many sisters, but the one who can be summoned by the death knell should be the relevant person, so only Donna.

Diana frowned. Donna had her own Dark Star uniform. In addition, she also had an Amazon-style battle suit. There was no need to wear a Titan suit that was the same style as her own uniform.

Coupled with Circe's provocation, Diana suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Of course, Circe knew that Deathstroke's plan was a false one, but she would not tell Diana about it. This was her base, and she had 10,000 ways to prevent Batman from contacting Wonder Woman through psychic connections and other means.

In fact, the black tea just now was one of them. Didn’t you see that Circy didn’t drink it herself?

"Tsk, who knows, but Donna is younger than you, more lively, and has a softer personality. Deathstroke maybe"

Circe is a witch who is good at using the dark side of people's hearts. She knows the art of language very well and says that leaving half of it half is best.

Her purpose was to widen the gap in Diana's heart now and give Hecate more opportunities to take advantage of her.

"Huh" Diana sighed and clenched the tea cup: "Even if it is true, I will not be jealous of Donna, just like she has never been jealous of me. Now tell me, where did they go?"

Circe felt secretly in her heart, but Diana didn't take the bait at all.

Fortunately, Baldhead had already planned for this.

"Before you were knocked unconscious, weren't you talking about Nanda Prabhat? They are still there."

She intentionally dropped a clue that was out of date, but there, at this point, was a big surprise waiting for Diana.

Wonder Woman adjusted her crown and placed it tightly on her forehead. The cold metal touch made the burning sensation of the mark much lessened.

She nodded to Circe and put down the tea cup: "Thank you for your hospitality, I have to rush over."

After saying that, she flew up and disappeared from the entrance of the cave onto the sea level.

After leaving a certain distance, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to contact Batman, but found that her mobile phone suddenly lost its response as if it was overloaded.

Maybe the trip to hell broke it.

Wonder Woman doesn't know much about these technological gadgets, let alone the high-tech mobile phones developed by Cyborg. Now that the computer is frozen and can't be turned on, there's nothing she can do.

But now that we know where Deathstroke and the others are, things will be easier to handle after meeting them.

While flying, Diana was thinking about how to make Deathstroke admit his mistake, and what would Donna do if she went back?

Circe watched Diana leave, and the smile on her face became even bigger. Everything was going as planned, and she would be able to reap the benefits soon.

She touched her forehead and couldn't help laughing.

"Witch, it's not the time to be happy yet, our plan has just begun."

In a corner of the room, the air suddenly changed as if fading, revealing several figures sitting on the sofa.

In the middle of the crowd was a bald man wearing green steel armor. Although he had a smile on his face, he was obviously in a bad mood.

An aura of anxiety lingered around him, and his armor bore dents from heavy blows.

"Things went well, didn't they?" Circe shook her head disapprovingly, and once again resisted the urge to turn all men into pigs: "No matter who wins, Diana or Hecate, all the energy in the seal will flow to the end. A sigil bearer"

Luther stood up, and the armor made a sound of metal collision: "That's just a small benefit. I asked you to incite Hecate and trick her into trying to take the place of death, not just for this small gain."

"Hahahaha, scam, really touching." The clown wiped the corners of his eyes. He almost fell asleep. You know, it is really boring to hide in the corner and listen to other people's meetings.

If Luther hadn't held him down and covered his mouth, he would have jumped out and greeted Deathstroke.

Circe nodded, and she stepped towards a few people. The suit on her body burned in the purple flames and turned into a combat uniform.

"You are right. Compared to the position of the Endless Family, the Witch Mother's status is insignificant, but are you really sure to deal with them? Don't you understand that they are conceptual existences? They coexist with our multiverse. "

"I am the smartest person in the world. Whether it is human nature, technology, magic, or even this world, I know much more than you do."

Luther was not angry, but took out a door handle from the slightly damaged armor. There was a strong red light blooming on it, and everything seemed to be melting:

"This is a power from outside the origin. It is a great flood that destroys everything. It is a button that ends the tragic future. You know nothing about the real power."

Circe looked at Leopard Girl, who was sharpening her claws on her sofa, and Black Manta, who kept playing with his helmet, and shook her head.

"No one knows what lies beyond the origin. You said this 'doorknob' is Destruction. As far as I know, there is also a 'Destruction' in the Endless Family."

"He is just the 'destruction' of our multiverse. When I take that step, 'fate' can no longer control us." Luther spread his palms, and the doorknob lay quietly in his hands, glowing on it Half of the traces have been sketched: "I, an ordinary human being, have reached beyond the origin. I have seen wider and further than them. It is time to teach these multiverse rules a lesson."

The clown pulled his hair hard, and strands of green hair fell to the ground.

"Is that okay? Your joke is average, but I can't wait to see Batman in pain. No matter what you want to do, kill the Justice League, kill them all! Hahahahaha! Uh, no! Don't kill yet. They, I want Batman to kneel down and beg me to spare their lives! Hahahaha!"

Luther smiled helplessly and sighed slowly:

"You only saw the handle, did you see the door behind it? It doesn't matter, I will show you"