My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

"Then... what is that?"

The young Diana looked at the sacrificial woman who seemed to come from another world appearing in the barrel, and couldn't help covering her mouth!

It was a woman with three heads. The lower half of her body was inside the bucket, and the upper half of her body was exposed. The three heads shook slightly, and the slimy liquid flowed down from the surface of the body, forming a strange picture. .

The crown on the head is in the shape of a moon, stacked on top of each other, tinkling, and slightly swaying under the night wind.

Although it is a very beautiful crown, it does not give people a pure and comfortable feeling.

On the contrary, it makes people feel uncomfortable just by looking at it.

"This...is this Hecate?"

Diana looked at the woman with three heads and exuded a strange aura, and whispered to herself.

The young Diana, in addition to her exuberant curiosity and supernatural powers, also possessed profound knowledge.

She had also heard the legend of Hecate, the god of the moon, magic, and abundance.

Legend has it that Hecate was based on a woman with three heads, but she can take any form she likes, and most of the time her image is that of a beautiful woman with glossy black hair.

She is a solitary and mercurial deity who, at night, leads a pack of Hell Patrol Hounds, which he uses to attack passing travelers.

It is said that followers of Hecate are people who study black magic and use magic to satisfy their desires. She encourages the use of spells and magic items, and tells her followers that magic is the key to wealth, power, and every other desire.

Diana was worried. She didn't expect that the priestesses of Paradise Island worshiped the goddess Hecate.

She looked at Hecate, who exuded majesty and mystery, without daring to breathe.

The other party was shrouded in darkness, so ancient that it was inconceivable, and so powerful that it was beyond words.

The goddess called Hecate by the shrine maidens looked at Diana with frightening eyes.

She seemed to have discovered Diana's existence long ago.

The voice from Hecate's mouth seemed to come from another world far away,

"Catch her!"

She meant Diana, of course.

Following Hecate's gaze, the witches stared fiercely at Diana who was sitting on the tree.

Oops! was found!

Diana groaned in her heart, and immediately jumped down from the tree, and ran in the opposite direction at the fastest speed she could start.

Never get caught!

While running wildly, he shouted loudly in his heart.

Over the thorns, through the vines taller than her, Diana reached the fastest speed.

Even Diana, who won the first place in the Olympic competition held in Paradise Island, had never run so fast.

"Hoo hoo!"

She gasped loudly, her heart beating loudly.

My physical strength is gradually exhausted, and the road that I used to walk easily is now extremely long.

Behind her was the witch who was gradually catching up.

Every three of them form a human body, just like those plastic mannequins that have been randomly pieced together.

Although the bodies of several people formed a moving body, their speed did not slow down much, and they quickly caught up.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Diana's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and she felt that the gods were constantly pulling him closer. This tormenting sense of fear was like poison, gradually swallowing her up.

Diana was gradually paralyzed by fear.

Finally, she accidentally fell to the ground.

A vine tripped her up.

Panting heavily, just as she was about to stand up, she was held down by the chasing witch.

"Let... let me go!"

she yelled.

The expressionless priestesses ignored Diana's cries and led her to the goddess Hecate.

In the hand of the goddess, she held something that looked like a soldering iron.

There was a flame burning on top of the soldering iron.

The burning red iron, along with the flames, reached out to Diana like sharp claws from the depths of hell.

The young Diana could see clearly that the logo with a circle sandwiched between two moons was engraved on the soldering iron, which was very similar to the ornaments on Hecate's head.

"No...no! Don't...!"

Diana looked at Hecate's soldering iron and shook her head desperately, begging him not to do so.

However, the other party ignored her begging for mercy at all, and fiercely stamped the branding iron on her forehead.

Zila!

The flame on the soldering iron flickered and Diana closed her eyes and let out a scream!

"Ahhhh!"

Diana shouted for help, loud enough for her mother to hear, and she was able to send her mother thousands of miles to help.

But there was no sound coming from her mouthpiece, only hoarse and harsh breathing.

She prayed to her god for help.

Hera on top! Please help me.

Diana silently recited it thousands of times in her heart, but no god responded to her.

Because this is not the moment of the gods.

Diana understood deep down that the night here belonged to witches, and she followed them into the jungle on this fateful night.

She wished she hadn't seen what she had just seen, but it was too late.

The hour of the witch has arrived!

The witches standing beside the goddess Hecate did not stop them because they saw their little princess suffer misfortune.

They just watched Diana get burned on the forehead with a branding iron.

The mysterious energy emanating from the soldering iron burned violently in the air.

Diana's hoarse screams gradually died down.

The last thing she remembered was the pain, and the raw roar that burst from her chest.

The sound brought Diana directly into the waking hours.

call!

Drenched in sweat, Diana sat up in bed.

Sweat was all over her forehead, and her back was also sweaty.

nightmare?

Diana touched her forehead, which was smooth and flat without anything.

The soldering iron just now didn't seem to leave any marks on it.

No!

That's not a dream!

Little Diana was very sure, because she still had the green fluorescent powder on her body from yesterday when she walked through the vines.

It was early morning outside, and the sun shone in, making it hard for her to keep her eyes open.

Covering her eyes slightly with her hands, she jumped off the bed.

Everything that happened last night was not a dream, it happened and existed for real, I must tell my mother!

She didn't care to wash her face, and ran quickly to Queen Hippolyta's palace.

The queen was discussing with her waiter the next month's sacrifice to the god of Olympus, and she was a little surprised to see Diana running over out of breath.

"What's wrong? My daughter, what made you run so out of breath?"

"Mother, I...I have to tell you something."

Diana looked at Queen Hippolyta, but she was a little afraid. She was a little afraid that her mother would blame her for her unauthorized actions last night.

But after stirring her hands together and hesitating for a while, she still decided to tell what happened to her last night.