My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Gotham, the Batcave.

After studying the latest combat strategy with Nightwing, Diana lay on the bed full of worries.

The most important thing right now is to stop Omega from unlocking the new signal controller.

But she wanted to find Eric's whereabouts immediately.

In the dark, subconsciously, Eric is not dead, and only he, or only he, can fight against Omega.

There is no basis for it, just pure belief.

No, I must find Eric's whereabouts as soon as possible.

She said silently in her heart.

It was a full moon outside the window, and the moon hung like a silver plate in the sky.

The bright and clear moonlight sprinkled on the earth, as if the whole land was covered with a layer of clear light.

It reminded Diana of moon hunting.

(The hunting moon, which occurs on the first full moon after the autumnal equinox, is large and bright enough for hunting.)

There is great power in secrets, for the world is shaped not by the known but by the unknown, and the fear of them.

During the moon hunting season, the young twelve-year-old Diana quietly got up from the bed and walked towards the sacrificial forest behind the island.

She has long been aware of the unknown hidden in the secret, but she is still aroused by curiosity.

From an early age, Diana was a child full of exuberant curiosity.

She knew a secret, a secret that no one knew except Queen Hippolyta.

That is Paradise Island, the place where nine undead witches would go to the back mountain to offer sacrifices during the moon hunting season.

This is a secret that no one knows except the queen and the witches, and Queen Hippolyta did not allow Diana to ask.

She once said to the young Diana: "As you grow up, you will know this sooner or later, and sooner or later you will see all the secrets. Diana, you will even see things you don't want to know."

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Diana didn't quite understand, but she knew that her mother didn't want to learn about these mysteries herself.

But it is not difficult for Diana, because in addition to her strong curiosity, she also has supernatural powers.

tread! tread! tread!

Stepping on the rotten dead leaves covered in the forest, and following the clear moonlight, she walked towards Di Fan, the witch priest.

She was wearing a gray cloak that covered her whole body and walked among the vines that were taller than her.

From time to time, pinworms chirped in the forest, and the sound was sharp and disturbing.

"If I'm made of mud, I should be intimate with these plants and bugs so they don't get in my way."

she whispered.

At the same time, use the branches in your hand to push away the vines blocking your path.

She made a mark in the forest, and some fluorescent substances would appear where the witches walked.

Standing on the grass, it emits a bright green light.

Following these lights, she could not lose the trace of the witches.

Jumping over a fallen tree blocking the way, Diana picked up her pace.

The time has come to the middle of the night, if you go back too late, and your mother finds you sneaking out to watch the sacrifices of the witches, it will be terrible!

Uneasy, she climbed onto a tall tree and looked at the road created by the green fluorescent light.

There are two labor roads on the crooked peak, which were trampled by people when the island was born. The two roads continue to extend outward and meet in the dense forest.

The end of the green fluorescence is at the junction of the roads.

"It looks like there's still a long way to go. If I knew I should have brought a rideable thing, a pony or a griffin? No matter what it is, just let me walk faster!"

Diana whispered softly.

A pony or a griffin, just think, now she's walking on her own two feet.

"Hey! Hey!"

After more than half an hour of rushing, Diana finally approached her destination.

Before he got close, he heard a strange singing sound.

It seems to be a song with a strange tune sung by shrine maidens.

There is also the sound of "bibi peeling" flames burning.

With strong curiosity, little Diana climbed to a tall tree.

From the highest point of this towering ancient tree, one can see behind the bushes and see clearly what the witches are doing.

Biting the corner of the cloak with her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound, Diana smoothly climbed to the top of the ancient tree.

Cast his gaze on the witches.

She was taken aback by what she saw!

Almost fell from the tree.

At the intersection, behind the trees, Diana saw witches dancing and singing.

They are in groups of three, without a trace, holding each other's hands and dancing together.

Surrounded by burning torches, the priestesses danced in strange movements, and under the reflection of the firelight, they looked ferocious and somewhat frightening.

As they danced, the priestesses' bodies seemed to fuse together in an eerie and impossible fashion.

Their limbs contorted to the syllables chanted.

Like naked mannequins that are intertwined and entangled in everything.

Weird yet full of a certain beauty.

A single syllable came out of their mouths, "Hecate...! Hecate...! Hecate...!"

Hecate is the name of a person recited by the priestesses.

Diana's hair suddenly stood on end, and she was completely stunned when she saw everything in front of her!

The strange and terrifying scene in front of her completely destroyed her understanding of the world for more than ten years.

Her head was dripping with sweat, the sweat of terror and shock.

Diana realized that she was witnessing visions that no one should have seen.

She was totally unprepared for these horrific sights.

"Whoa! Whoa!"

There was a slight breathing sound from her mouth, and sweat dripped from her forehead.

In the center where the witches dance, there is a wooden barrel.

As the witches danced and chanted, the lid of the bucket gradually loosened.

It looked like something was about to burst out of it.

The first is the juice, the milky yellow sticky juice is constantly overflowing from it.

It's like endless viscous soup.

Soup, the word came to little Diana's mind.

Then two hands came out of the barrel.

Slender hands that were dyed yellow with yellow juice but still exuded beauty.

There are exquisite bracelets on both hands, dangling in the night.

Diana admitted that it was the most beautiful hand she had ever seen!

Even mother's hands are not as beautiful as those hands.

That seems to be a hand that does not exist between heaven and earth.

"Cuckoo!"

The liquid kept pouring out of the barrel, making an uncomfortable "cuckling" sound.

Diana covered her mouth, desperately suppressing her excitement.

She was afraid that if she couldn't help shouting, she would be discovered by the witch in front of her and the indescribable terrifying existence that was about to be born in the barrel.

As the witches chanted louder and their twisted and swaying limbs became wider and wider, the sacrificial being in the bucket finally came out.

The whole figure is exposed!