I want to have a date with Superman

Back at Quinn Manor, Harley got on the Yamaha and went straight to Mrs. Xanadu's apartment in Greenwich Village.

She waited in the small garden outside the door for half an hour before going in. At that time, Xanadu was telling the fortune of a housewife.

"Why did you come to my place?" Shandu was very surprised when he saw her.

"I can't find you?"

"In recent years, you have been communicating with me by mobile phone and rarely come in person." Xanadu poured her a cup of tea.

Harley sighed: "This is the trouble of celebrities. I have a great reputation, and all the old, weak, women and children in Gotham know me.

What would they think when they saw the ball-protecting hero coming to the house of a fortune teller?

How will the news be written? "

Xanadu's face turned slightly dark, "Yes, the fortune teller can't reach the ball-protecting hero. Please move your jade toe gently and roll out smoothly."

"It's just a joke, the situation is already so serious, why should we be so serious?" Harley laughed.

"What's the situation?" Xanadu asked.

"The demons are making big plans to deal a cruel blow to me, but you don't have any news at all?"

Shangdu didn't take it seriously and said: "Why don't the demons want to kill you? The last time the demon hunting team was so powerful, there were three demon kings, weren't they tricked by you?"

"This time it's different."

Harley hesitated again and again, but still did not speak out Etrigan's warning.

He came to tell her the news because of his loyalty. She couldn't trap him in an unjust situation.

"What's going on in hell lately?" she asked.

"Hell."

Then, she explained in detail the collapse of Hell's soul currency, the heavy losses suffered by the demons, and the regression of Hell's economy for thousands of years.

"The flatulence is over." Harley said solemnly.

"It's not unusual to be directly executed by Satan for making such a big mistake," Xanadu said.

"But he has a demon king father, Mammon, the king of wealth. You can tell how tyrannical he is just by his title," Harry said.

Xanadu affirmed: "No matter how arrogant you are, you can't bribe Lucifer."

"But now there are three kings of hell co-ruling." Harley frowned and said, "How do you think he will threaten me?"

"How are you sure he wants to deal with you?" Xanadu asked curiously.

Harry said meaningfully: "I definitely came to you not just to inquire about news, otherwise wouldn't it be more convenient to go directly to the Forgotten Bar?"

"Do you want me to divine fortune and misfortune for you?" Xanadu suddenly understood and led Harry to the bedroom. The two faced each other, sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, with a crystal ball as big as a human head placed in the middle.

"Put your hands on it, relax your whole body, and let your thoughts be in a lively and unrestrained state."

Xanadu was so straightforward, but Harley hesitated.

"It's about Satan and several demon kings. Will you suffer backlash? Or be misled by them?"

Xanadu smiled confidently, "Don't worry, my natal magic spell is divination.

With my skills, Satan and the others can't even notice that I'm peeking at them on the line of fate. "

"If you say this, do you believe it?" Harley said with a dull face.

"Okay, I'm bragging. I don't dare to look directly at their book of destiny, and I don't need to do that, because you are the one who asked me for divination." Xanadu sighed, "Using you as the starting point, I quietly look sideways Someone who takes action against you.

There will never be a demon king who will attack you personally, right? "

Harley nodded and said seriously: "It's really possible."

"With Gabriel guarding the earth, the Demon King cannot enter the material world. Otherwise, why would the demons go through all the trouble? Wouldn't it be easier to just let the Demon King take action and smash your Quinn Manor to pieces with one slap?" Xanadu doubted.

"Gabriel" Harry frowned and said, "That guy hates me so much now. It's hard to say that he has really reached a tacit understanding with the Demon King."

"Probably not enough," Xanadu shook his head, "Gabriel will be responsible for destroying the earth."

"Even if it's the Demon King's clone, can you hide it from prying eyes? If it backfires, can you withstand it?" Harley asked.

Xanadu raised his eyebrows and said, "Harry, even at a critical moment of life and death, you still consider me so much and worry about the backlash against me. I'm very touched."

——It’s true that I’m afraid that you’ll be backlashed, but I’m even more afraid that you’ll be noticed by the Demon King. With the devil's cunning, he will probably push things along and get you false news to make you believe it, and then use you to make me fall into a trap.

If it were her, when she had the ability to send false news on the river of destiny, she would definitely set a trap to kill the prophet.

Thinking this in her heart, the expression on Harley's face was more sincere than Xanadu's, "I sensed that the crisis was approaching, so I came to you for divination, but I didn't want you to fall into crisis."

Xanadu smiled heartily and said proudly: "Don't worry, I may encounter danger during the divination, but I will never be in danger of my life."

"Have you mastered special life-saving skills?" Hali asked.

"No matter how good your skills are, it's better to find a good backer."

Xanadu pointed at the crystal ball and urged: "It's getting late, put your hand up quickly."

Harley did as she was told, "Who is your backer?"

"An ineffable great being, don't talk, relax, let your thoughts disperse, be free and lively."

Harley closed her eyes, and her consciousness quickly fell into a state of emptiness and darkness following Xanadu's voice.

Just like in the blue boundless sea of ​​consciousness, her mind is as still as water, without waves or waves, and her consciousness is divided into two, two into four, and four into eight. She has incarnated into thousands of people, and her thoughts are becoming more and more scattered, but her sober spiritual awareness is gradually becoming blurred.

I don’t know when a strange rhythm appeared in the empty and lonely universe. The rhythm was like a song, shaking thousands of thoughts. The rhythm was like a river, drawing thoughts into it. The rhythm was also like a book, in which thoughts evolved. Their own stories.

She touched destiny.

"ah--"

The shrill howl seemed to come from a pregnant female cat whose belly had been cut open alive. It was sharp and piercing, carrying endless pain and despair.

Harry was frightened to wake up instantly, all his thoughts were unified, and the scattered thoughts shrank into one point.

Because her emotional reaction was so intense, sweat visibly oozed from her forehead and neck.

But when she opened her eyes, an even more terrifying scene appeared in front of her with great impact.

Xanadu's delicate face, which looked like it was twenty years old, seemed to have been hit by a mortar from the front, and only the back of the head was left. The face, facial bones, and brain were all turned into splattered flesh.

"Mother Fake!"

Harry sat there numbly, not knowing whether to be sad, shocked or scared.

Or, the three emotions are like goose down in the pillow - bulging.

Her old friend died so miserably in front of her. Before she could clear her emotions, her eyes were red and she shed two tears——

"Why is he dead?" A pale Gothic girl of seventeen or eighteen years old appeared next to Xanadu's corpse without any warning, poking at the corpse's head with curiosity and confusion.

She has fluffy black hair, gothic smoky makeup, wearing a silver cross necklace, and the mark of the Eye of Horus in the lower corner of her right eye.

Her outfit is also very simple, a simple black camisole, a pair of tight leather pants with rivets and metal chains, and black thick-soled Martin leather boots.

There was no space fluctuation when it appeared, nor any magic element fluctuation or power fluctuation.

The two tears that were originally rolling in Harry's eyes were frightened back by the sudden appearance of the woman.

"Who are you?" Harley was shocked and angry.

The woman was shocked so suddenly that she didn't even notice it, let alone see her true identity.

Angry because she appeared just after Xanadu died, could she be the murderer?

If you look closely at her expression, you can see only surprise, but she doesn't look like a murderer.

"Can you see me?" The girl with smoky makeup looked back at her, surprised.

Hallie looked at her and realized that she had no makeup on. The reason why she looked like a smoky makeup was because her skin was too pale, her eye shadow was too heavy, and her lips were naturally purple and black.

"Why can't I see you?" Harley said.

"Because I don't exist at all, hey." The Goth girl looked at Harley's chest and said suddenly: "So you are holding Morpheus's Dream Stone, which was given to you by Calliope?

She was previously imprisoned by mortals, and you rescued her. "

"Are you a god in the dream kingdom?" Harley asked.

"Haha, legend has it that the witch Harley is clever and cunning, why can't she guess my identity?" the Goth girl said with a smile.

——Not a dream spirit, but related to the Sandman, and should not be seen by ordinary eyes.

Is he a member of the Endless Family?

Harley glanced at the remains of Xanadu that were tilted to one side.

As soon as Xanadu died, the Goth girl appeared

"Are you Death?"

The Goth girl clapped her hands gently, "You're very smart."

She hooked her fingers, and the flesh, blood, hair, and broken bones splashed around, as if going back in time, quickly returned to Xanadu's face.

The miserable Xanadu regained his beautiful appearance again.

Then, Death grabbed it with his right hand, and a confused and frightened soul appeared in the room.

"Go back, your death should not come at this time."

"Whoosh!" The soul turned into flowing light and submerged into the body, and Shandu came to life with a groan.

"Nimue, who killed you?" Death bent over and asked Xanadu on the soft couch with his hands behind his back.

"Ah, great Lady Death, you saved me!"

Shandu turned over and climbed up, kneeling down and bowing to the Goth girl with a full face.

Xanadu shook his head blankly and said: "I didn't see or hear anything. It was too late. The other party noticed me before I could observe him.

The attack came suddenly and I had no power to resist.

It should be a certain supreme being who used a fatal blow from the rules system on me. "

The Gothic girl shook her head slightly, "There are many supreme beings in the universe, and they all have the ability to strike a fatal blow.

But you have my mark on your body. When you are in the River of Destiny, you are protected by my power and should be immune to any form of fatal attack in the universe. "