The Richest Man in the DC World

"No, it must be changed, it's too embarrassing."

"I feel pretty good."

Linda slipped behind Barbara, stretched out her hand and gently dragged it on her chest, "Look, you can still dance!"

"Stop it."

Barbara blushed, patted off her dirty hands, and was about to change when Linda suddenly said,

"Don't you want to see Luke? Take a picture and send it, and he will definitely come out to see you."

Barbara wondered, "Where is Luke Shaw?"

"Where else can I go, it's at the basement of the villa."

"It's been half a year and I haven't come out."

Linda shrugged. "The devil knows what he's doing in there."

"Nothing will happen!"

"Don't worry, even if the earth perishes, he will not die."

Linda sat in front of the computer, while revising the design drawings, she said, "By the way, why do you have to see him."

Barbara was silent for a few seconds, then whispered,

"Because of the Court of Owls."

"Is it the terrorist organization that was often mentioned in the news some time ago?"

Barbara nodded slowly, "The underground labyrinth was destroyed by explosives, and the Court of Owls has also disappeared. My father has been investigating them, but unfortunately, no clues have been found."

"There's one thing I didn't tell you. That night, I was also in the underground labyrinth. After I fell to the ground with serious injuries, I was sent to the hospital by a person, and that person was probably Luke."

Linda frowned, "You don't think Luke is the one who blew up the underground labyrinth!"

"It's not clear yet, but he sure knows something."

Barbara clenched her fists, changed the conversation, and begged, "Help me, let me meet him."

Linda sighed helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's really impossible."

"Before entering, he gave a death order. No matter what happens, no outsiders are allowed to disturb him. If you fight against him because of this kind of thing, believe me, it will end badly."

"But……"

"All right,

I'm hungry, go out to dinner, tonight I'll introduce you to a new friend who is also a superpower. "

...

At nine o'clock in the evening, in a second-floor apartment somewhere in the metropolis.

Siobhan McDougall stood in front of the window and looked up at the starry sky quietly. The lights were not turned on in the house, and the dark environment just concealed her weird and ugly body.

Silver Banshee!

Terrible curse, terrible power.

As the mutation time increases, the character is also changing subtly. Siobhan used to be a cheerful girl who dared to show herself even if she looked weird, but now she only likes darkness.

Whispers from the demon Krone reverberated in his ears, constantly awakening the true nature of the Silver Banshee.

Perhaps what Crone wants is not a mercenary, but an obedient puppet!

When sober, Siobhan often asks himself: Why did he agree to Crone's request in the first place, and what ancient books did he find? When my father was alive, he often said that the devil's contract is the quagmire leading to the abyss, and it will only sink deeper and deeper, and there is no possibility of turning back.

"I can't go back now."

Looking at the gray-white claws, Siobhan couldn't hide the complicated color in his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a familiar smell in the air.

Siobhan quickly wiped away his tears, closed the curtains, and turned on the light. After a while, there were footsteps outside the door.

"Siobhan, I'm in."

Linda opened the door and put the bag full of food on the table,

"I'm bringing new friends, fun guys, come down."

After speaking, she gestured to Barbara, who nodded heavily, indicating that she would remain normal and would never show other emotions, but when she saw the humanoid monster walking down the stairs, she still stared in horror. Eye.

what is this?

He has silver-white hair, a face like a skeleton, black spots with moon patterns engraved on his face, yellow pupils in the shape of an upside-down oval, and a red vertical stripe in the middle of the pupil, like a devil in hell.

"She...she..."

"Siobhan McDougall, my friend, for some reason."

Linda explained quickly, and then introduced,

"This is Barbara, Barbara Gordon, from Gotham, a very interesting guy, his father works in the police station, maybe he can help you." After that, he winked, but unfortunately Siobhan didn't Ideas for making new friends, pick up food, and head back to the second floor.

Linda was suddenly embarrassed,

"Don't think too much, she's actually very nice."

Barbara nodded hesitantly, thinking about the scene just now.

Due to the resistance of the parties, this "friendship activity" only lasted for half an hour and broke up.

In front of the window on the second floor, watching the two of them drifting away, Siobhan turned off the lights again and squatted in the dark corner silently.

The familiar babble echoed in his ears again, like an urging, more like a warning.

She has been in the metropolis for a year, and there is still no news of ancient books. Looking for a book in a big city with millions of people is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Without finding the ancient book, you cannot complete Crone's quest, and you cannot escape the curse of the Silver Banshee.

No one wanted to be a monster, she was Siobhan McDougall, the direct blood relative of the McDougall family of magic, not some silver banshee.

"what do I do?"

Siobhan muttered to himself, with some hesitation in his eyes, "Perhaps, you can ask her for help."

"It can only be this way."

...

Under the night, a ghostly figure left the small building and disappeared into the dark street.

Siobhan turned into a silver banshee and started hunting activities. She first went to the zoo to kill a wolf, and then used fishing and law enforcement to catch a robber.

After the man and the wolf were ready, Siobhan came to the depths of the forest north of the metropolis.

Peel off the wolf's skin and spread it on the altar.

The wolf liver and wolf lung were soaked in herbal medicine respectively, and then walked to the robber who was about to pee his pants, chopped off his head with a knife, and carved a magic circle with the blood spurting from his neck. As for the head, fix it with wooden stakes. Standing in front of the altar.

After doing all this, Siobhan folded his hands, knelt in front of the magic circle and muttered to himself.

As the strange, hoarse, mysterious spell emanating from the forest swayed, the air suddenly became restless, the gust of wind rose out of thin air, blowing from bottom to top, and a thick layer of insoluble ink floated in the clear night sky.

The sound of the wind is getting stronger, mixed with the sound of howling ghosts and wolves, as if countless grievances are wailing.

Siobhan closed his eyes, chanted the incantation silently, and ignored everything around him. As the last syllable fell, the human head suddenly opened his eyes and sprayed out a large blood mist. The blood mist merged with the magic circle. A tall, vague, indescribable, and unsightly terrifying figure emerged.

"Siobhan McDougall, my loyal servant, do you have any good news for me?"

The demon's voice was so unique, as if piercing the soul, it sounded deep in my mind, Siobhan bowed his head tremblingly,

"Respected master, I have encountered an unsolvable trouble in the process of looking for the ancient book. I am eager for your instructions to locate the ancient book."