My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Uruguay, crocodile pyramid.

The pyramid hidden in the ancient forest is in the shape of a ladder, and the walls are painted with white lime.

It is about 60 meters high and about 120 meters long from east to west at the bottom.

The white lime on the surface of the pyramid has turned a pale yellow at the bottom due to the invasion of foreign objects over the years.

"Is this where you brought the raven?"

Eric asked Black Alice, who was bound by the mantra lasso.

"Yes."

She nodded in frustration, "But I advise you not to go in, because there are some terrible monsters hidden inside."

"monster?"

Upon hearing the word "monster", Diana's eyes lit up instantly.

At this time, she had been returned by Black Alice, and when she heard about the monster that could become a warrior medal after being killed, she immediately became interested.

"A monster like the Minotaur?"

"No," Black Alice shook her head, "it's a terrifying monster, a race that hunts mystics and wizards professionally."

 …

On the other side, Baron Winters, who was thinking about Eric and his party, also encountered some troubles.

"So, Baron, you know that monsters will attack us when we enter the past world?"

Clarion the Witch, Skye the Elemental Air Elementalist, and Trish the Urban Magician stood in Baron Winters' room, staring at him angrily and questioning him.

The three of them entered the United States of the last century through the fireplace, but after entering, they were chased and killed by a group of knights wrapped in black dark magic energy before they started their actions.

The knight of destruction, who seems to have burned all the dark magic, rode a black horse and held a scythe, chasing them like a god of death.

Their heads are skulls emitting black air, from which a dense cold air emanates.

The eyes glowed yellow, as if a flame was burning inside. With double horns on his head, he always has a ruthless appearance.

"Mystics, do you know the mysteries of your body?"

The baron old god was sitting on the sofa, and he didn't seem to be touched by the three people's escape from death before.

"What?"

Tracy didn't know why the baron suddenly talked about the mystic.

"A mystic, a supernatural person, or an alchemist, refers to people like you."

Trish couldn't stand the old liar's mystification anymore, she opened a door of time and space, "I'll give you thirty seconds to explain clearly, otherwise I'll send you to another messy place, so that you can feel the preciousness of freedom .”

"Meow meow!"

The wizard Clarion's cat, Tickle, is running on the ground holding a ball of string.

Next to him is Skye, who is happily teasing him.

"Clarion, I love your cat so much, it's so cute, where did you meet it?"

Clarion pinched his waist, looked at Tikle who was rolling all over the floor, and said helplessly, "Tikkle—er, I got it with me from the special store. Without it, I would be lost."

"Come on, we're talking about serious stuff, we almost died, and you're still talking about a cat?"

After Trish lost her temper at the two of them, she continued to point the finger at the Baron, "My father once warned me that following you would be easy to get tricked, and now I completely believe it, you almost killed us! So, Baron, if you try to Lying to deceive us, I will never help you any more."

"Calm down!"

The Baron took a book from the shelf, opened it slowly,

He said in an unhurried tone: "Like all the stories, a long, long time ago, in a distant place..."

"Don't force my patience! Winters!"

Tracy clenched her fists and stared at him like an angry little leopard.

The baron had to speed up his speech.

"A long time ago, there were mystics and superhumans on Earth."

"But there are always rumors that there is an even older race who were born at midnight on the second day after God created the world."

"They are the natural enemies of shadow knights, mystics and metahumans."

The baron closed the book and continued to say in a vicissitudes of life: "Five thousand years ago, the ancient murals in the unnamed cave discovered in France revealed their existence."

"The Forgotten Scroll says that demon lords treat humans as slaves, and the shadow knight is the existence that fights against the demon lord. But as the darkness is gradually replaced by light, all records about the existence of the shadow knight mysteriously disappeared."

"The walls of the cave were destroyed, the books were burned, the myths gradually faded, and their canvases gradually decayed into powder. The stories about their existence, which were passed down from generation to generation, were suddenly no longer mentioned."

After listening to the baron's narration, Clarion stood up, "So we are their hunting targets?"

"Yes, they have been lurking, ready to hunt those mystics. You have returned to the last century, and at the beginning of the 20th century, the Shadow Knight has not completely disappeared. As soon as you appeared, they smelled your breath, probably ...that's why they hunt you."

Trish sighed, "I thought there were no superheroes in the United States at the beginning of the last century, but I didn't expect there to be more dangerous guys. Sorry, Baron, I'm afraid I can't help you."

She is not a professional villain or superhero, and she hates such troublesome things, so she walks to the door and bids farewell to Baron.

"You have been locked by those shadow knights. Even if you return to modern times, they will follow you like a shadow."

The baron showed a serious expression on his face, "That means that the darkness may make a comeback, they will catch up to modern times, and continue to hunt down mystics and those who were not their targets... Trish, I firmly believe You are the only ones who can stop those shadow knights."

Hearing this, Trish went crazy!

"If you hadn't asked us to provoke Batman and Raven, we wouldn't have provoked these horrible beings. Damn! You are a complete liar."

Trish roared and thought sadly: I am on the baron's thief ship, I am afraid I will never get off.

If I knew it earlier, I would have obeyed my father's words and stayed away from this old magic stick.

"So, what do we do now?"

Clarion hugged the orange cat and put it on his shoulders.

"Continue to deal with Batman and Raven from another world, and then wait for the opportunity to get rid of those shadow knights."

The baron put down the book in hand and said in a firm voice.

"Very well, anyway, it's not you."

Tracy shrugged his shoulders, his tone full of contempt for the baron.

"We're a team and it's about me, of course."

The baron disagreed with Tracy's words, "I will do my best to protect your safety, children, you don't have to worry too much."