My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Crash!

The torrential rain became more intensive, and the sky and the earth almost became a piece of whiteness.

Hera, who was almost in a vacuum, glared at Eric fiercely, "Mortal, I remember your name, the wrath of the gods will come to you one day."

Eric kept his eyes on Hera, and seemed to be listening quietly.

But in fact, he was completely entangled in an irrelevant issue - that is, whether the other party was wearing underwear or not.

"And you! Hippolyta!"

The Queen of Heaven, Hera, didn't notice Eric's dirty thoughts, and turned her attention to Queen Hippolyta.

"You will regret what you have done. Today you escaped a catastrophe, but tomorrow or the day after, or in the next few days, I will eventually take your soul!"

After leaving the harsh words, Hera didn't stop, put on the hood, and flew to the sky.

Lightning flashed, and her figure disappeared in an instant.

If Eric wants to keep her, it's not impossible. With his current strength, it is of course easy to stop a goddess who is not good at martial arts.

But standing behind her was Zeus and a group of gods. Once that old Zeus critic was offended, it was very likely that the other party would get a group of Olympian gods to beat her up.

So Eric could only watch her fly away.

Although the crisis was lifted, the queen was not half happy.

She thanked Eric, with a worried look on her face.

 …

Queen's Hall.

Eric has now removed the extraordinary power of the motherland who used the blood copy, and replaced Anne's low temperature ability again. Carry all kinds of blood samples with you, which can be replaced at any time.

The extraordinary power of the people of the motherland is indeed powerful, but it should not be used as a conventional weapon. Otherwise, if it is overused and accidentally falls into the darkness and attracts the minions of Barbatos, it will be over.

I need to find a more secret way to improve my strength, one that won't have side effects.

Eric thought silently while rubbing his hair.

the other side,

The queen, who was in a good mood, came out of the room and thanked Eric again.

"Without your help, Mr. Eric, the Amazons are likely to be killed by the goddess."

Queen Hippolyta said sincerely, "You saved our family and are the benefactor of the Amazons. If there is any order, the Amazon warriors will always be at your disposal."

Eric waved his hand, "You don't need to be so polite, queen, for the sake of Diana and your hospitality, I won't stand idly by."

"No, this is an extremely important favor that Amazonians will never forget. Mr. Eric, I apologize for some of my previous inappropriate language and behavior, I misunderstood you..."

The queen said that when Eric first entered Paradise Island, she was not optimistic about his relationship with Diana.

Now being rescued by the other party, the Queen suddenly felt ashamed.

"I didn't take it to heart, queen. What are you going to do in the future? Hera will come to trouble you at any time. If Diana and I are not here when she comes next time, what will you do?"

Eric asked the queen a question that gave her a headache.

"I don't have much to do. I just hope that this day will come one day later, so that I can see Diana a few more times, and I will be satisfied."

The queen obviously has no good solution. Although the enchantment set up by Zeus can block most humans, it is of no use to this group of gods.

Disputes and Hera, like entering their own back garden, come and go as soon as they say.

"I do have a way to save you and your Amazon warriors from facing the threat of Hera."

Eric suddenly thought of a good idea.

 …

boom!

Thunder rumbled the entire sky.

In a tavern in San Francisco, the noise completely drowned out the thunder and rain outside.

Diana, who was wearing a leather jacket, was drinking glass after glass of stuffy wine.

The princess of the Amazon has a different way of relieving depression, and goes to the tavern to fight with those smelly men.

Although I really want to get drunk, but because of my special constitution, I can't get drunk no matter what.

This made her quite unhappy.

"Come, have a drink with sister, little sister."

Holding a wine bottle in one hand and a glass in the other, the short-haired Strife opened his arms and asked Diana for a hug.

"Don't make fun of me! Strife."

Diana sat in a cubicle closest to the tavern and said depressedly.

"Me? Have I made fun of you?"

Dispute made a puzzled expression.

Diana didn't answer her, but gave her a contemptuous look.

Dispute poured some wine from the bottle into the cup.

Smelling the sweet aroma of wine, she closed her eyes slightly and pretended to be intoxicated, "Well, although it may be a little bit exaggerated. But it is undoubtedly the truth, Diana, can't you see, I am trying to get along with you You are friendly!"

"'Try'? That's true."

Diana replied coldly.

"Well, we're a family now, and there are only two types of people in our family, one is the enemy... and the other is the enemy. Keep that in your head, come on, cheers!"

Dispute handed Diana a wine glass and motioned for a touch.

Diana stretched out her wine glass, touched Dispute, and the corner of her mouth showed an arc, "For the family!"

Being teased by Diana, the face of the dispute is not good.

Withdrawing the wine glass embarrassingly, he cursed inwardly: What a little bitch!

"Hey, it's really easy for us to find. We searched all the pubs and finally found you."

Tracy and his group pushed open the wooden door of the tavern and walked in.

"Mr. Eric said that you would go to the bar to get drunk, um... sorry, it should be a tavern now, a tavern that served bad beer in the early twentieth century."

Trish shouted to Diana from a distance.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing the four people in front of her, Trish, Black Alice, Clarion and Skye standing still in front of her, Diana asked angrily.

"Mr Eric and the Queen are worried about you."

Clarion hugged Tikle from his shoulders, "Thunder bursts, and the night of lightning continued, it was the day when disasters came to Paradise Island. Tikle told me so, I think Paradise Island may now be Got in trouble."

Clarion's cat sometimes prophesies marvelous things, and what he said above is what Tikle provided him with Scrabble.

"What's the meaning?"

Diana didn't quite understand the meaning of this passage.

"The thunder and heavy rain outside are my mother's anger. Isn't the meaning obvious? My mother Hera carried her anger and went to revenge on Queen Hippolyta."

"Gudong!"

At the end of the dispute, their mouths were directly facing the wine bottle, and they drank freely.

"Mother......!"

Diana immediately stood up and murmured in a daze.