My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

"It's ridiculous!"

Queen Hippolyta glared at Diana fiercely.

"I will not pursue the matter of you running out without authorization last night, but our witches, how could they do such absurd and unbelievable things."

The queen stood up from the throne domineeringly, "I called the nine witches who were sacrificed last night, and I want to ask them what they did to Diana!"

"yes!"

The guards hurried down to summon the witch from last night.

Not long after, the tormentor walked into the palace.

They were dressed in black gray robes, and their entire bodies were wrapped in them.

After they all walked in, the queen saw each other's face under the gray robe and hood, and couldn't help taking a breath.

"you......"

She opened her mouth in shock, wanting to ask something.

But nothing came out.

Little Diana hid behind her mother, not daring to speak out.

She glanced at the witches, and immediately covered her mouth in fright.

The supposedly youthful and beautiful woman turned into an old woman with sunken cheeks.

In one night, they changed from immortal and strong women to gray-haired old women.

The change in the middle completely shocked Queen Hippolyta and little Diana!

The witches didn't seem to be surprised by the aging appearance, and the leader of the witches stepped forward and saluted the queen.

"Queen, my sisters and I serve Hippolyta, the three-faced goddess of witchcraft. Every month we go to the crossing of the ancient temple in the sacred forest above to perform rituals for our patron saint. Secrets are hidden in rituals, But there's no threat."

Her voice was calm, as if she was talking about an ordinary thing.

Diana hugged the queen's arm with her frightened hands,

He moved himself closer to her.

The queen patted Diana on the head, signaling her not to be afraid.

"So you're denying what you did to Diana?"

asked the Queen sharply.

"In our lives, we have never witnessed such a horrible scene as the princess described. We hope that the Patronus will hear our prayers, but she only exists in our souls, not in our bodies."

The priestess leader still said calmly: "When we found the young princess, she was sleeping soundly on the tree above the ceremony site. We thought the best way to deal with it was to send her back to her couch instead of waking her up."

Her eyes softened a little, and she cast her eyes on Diana who was hiding behind the Queen, "Although we may not be able to see it, we have also had young years. Your Majesty, we were also like young princesses, who were darkened by the shadows. tempted by the mysteries of the world. But we now realize the consequences of our negligence."

A smile appeared on the face of the priestess leader, "When Diana grows up, we are willing to teach our own theories. As long as she is interested, you only need to call us, queen."

It seemed as if the truth had come out, and what Diana was describing was nothing more than a dream she had in a tree.

The queen showed a loving smile to Diana behind her, "Are you satisfied this time? Diana."

Diana was also a little confused by the other party's description.

The vows made by the witches shook her originally firm heart.

"Maybe... maybe I'm really dreaming, I... I can't tell the difference."

She said hesitantly.

"Diana, this is just a dream, a false alarm. Well, you can go back."

After Queen Hippolyta comforted Diana, she sent her guards back to her room.

After Diana walked out of the room, the Queen's blissful expression immediately changed.

Become icy cold.

After a short period of silence, she erupted.

The flames in his chest erupted all of a sudden.

"What did you do to my daughter?"

She yelled at the witches in the palace: "You can deceive Diana, but you cannot deceive me! That is not a dream, but a sensational fact that actually happened!"

Seeing the Queen getting angry, the witches hurriedly apologized, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we will never hurt..."

"I've heard enough of your bedtime stories, sister. I appreciate you being able to comfort Diana, but I won't ask again."

The queen roughly interrupted the priestesses' defense. She took down a dagger from the wall and pointed it at the priestess in charge, "Your queen orders you to come here!"

She asked him sharply.

For these witches who hurt her daughter, she was full of anger.

The leading priestess didn't answer her, but her eyes suddenly changed.

Queen Hippolyta was stunned by the cold eyes that seemed to come from the cold hell.

"Sister? Why are you looking at me like that?"

The queen stared blankly at the other party, not knowing why the other party's eyes seemed to have changed.

Immediately afterwards, not only the eyes, but also the body began to twist.

It was as if a puppet was being shaken constantly.

"This is......?"

Seeing the sudden change in the other party, the queen couldn't help taking a step back.

The witch's face changed.

In the shadows, the face covered by the gray robe twisted and turned into a female image wearing a moon crown.

"This is... this is?"

Queen Hippolyta took a step back in horror from the sudden change in the other party's face.

The face of the witch leader turned into that of Hecate.

Distorted, but with a trace of frightening power.

The rest of the priestesses quickly bowed down when they saw their god descending.

Facing Hecate, he bowed down.

Hecate didn't have half the love of a god. Her eyes shone with light, and she leaned on the body of the witch, facing her kneeling believers, squatting down, pointing at them, "I can hear your prayers again... ...!"

The witches bowed even more diligently, "Great witch, we thank you for your kindness... We have called you under many moons, and we were worried that our offerings were not enough to satisfy you."

Hecate's mouth was open, and the mouth was full of black. Her eyes emitted a breathtaking purple light, and a sinister laugh came out of her mouth, "Your offerings... are really not enough!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the bodies of the rest of the witches changed rapidly.

Moisture disappears quickly and appearance changes rapidly.

It used to look like an aging old woman, but with Hecate's laughter, it gradually turned into a dense bone.

Their bodies seem to have fallen into the vortex of time, and in just a few tens of seconds, they have experienced aging, death and weathering...

The witches opened their mouths wide and wanted to shout out in horror, but they could only watch helplessly as their bodies turned into sand.

Queen Hippolyta on one side looked at the scene in front of her and opened her mouth wide in horror.

She stepped back, trying to call the guards to come in.

Stared by Queen Hecate's eyes, she stopped immediately.