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Diana watched the cards in her hand disappear, and she watched as if she fell into a dark box under the gaze of a pair of eyes.

It was like a magic show, and Diana was the one who was stuffed into the magic cabinet. She was transported away. She saw the man named Andre. She saw the first half of this young man's life. .

The "dead man" fulfills his part of the responsibility. He is constantly transferred in the bodies of various people. He drives Andre into a desperate situation step by step. He leads Andre into a bizarre journey of destiny.

Diana was shocked by the strangeness and cruelty of the entire incident, as well as the deaths of those who knew nothing about it.

This even includes Andre's father.

All of this, even for the safety of the multiverse, exceeded Diana's bottom line.

Because no one can be a superior judge to sanctimoniously choose who is the victim.

But Diana can't stop this. She is just a bystander in time. She is also a chess piece, waiting for the moment to be activated.

Anger, depression, sadness, regret...

All the emotions frustrated Diana, making her begin to doubt all this path, and she began to regret the choices she made.

choose……

At this moment, Diana was stunned. She had to admit that perhaps the "Invisible Seven Sages" and the First Fallen had guided her with their words, but it was herself who made the judgment and embarked on this path.

I caused these sacrifices, I caused the deaths of innocent people.

cost.

Yes, but those people are not the real price. The real price is my own scarred heart and the eternal guilt.

Diana clenched her fists. She thought about the trolley dilemma that Lois mentioned in her interview with Superman. She had been unable to find the answer.

And now, the bloody reality reveals the answer for Diana.

That question is completely meaningless because you never know when or where you will face such a dilemma. Just like now, fate and death arrive quietly, and you don't have any time to react. You are the only one who can turn things around, and you are also the only one holding a gun.

"This is fucking painful, right?" A woman's voice suddenly appeared.

Diana instinctively looked up and found that she was in a dark forest, with the cold wind blowing, and under the torn moonlight, a woman wearing a windbreaker walked slowly with her hands in her pockets.

The woman has short black hair and is very beautiful. She has the kind of beauty that can make men intoxicated with her every frown and smile, the beauty of being wild and unrestrained. The woman's walking posture was also like that of a supermodel. She looked directly at Diana, but she did not smile. Her eyes seemed as confused as Diana's. She was like another trapped animal.

Another chess piece.

"Where am I? Who are you?" Diana rolled her eyes. As she observed the movement around her, she felt that she seemed to have stepped into reality instead of the card given to her by the First Fallen. middle.

"Jill, Jill Presto." The woman stood in front of Diana. She still looked a little tired, with unwillingness and helplessness hidden in her voice. "I once made a choice, maybe it was a wrong choice. , but my life is a mess, I want to change, I want to get ahead! Those other slutty bosses can get the opportunities they dream of! They are even willing to become vassals and meaningless vases! And I What? I have been trying! I have been denying my mother's cynicism! I want her to see that my dream will come true! But the reality is that I have to either be like those women or end my life! I Of course I will not give up an opportunity to change myself! Even now, I will choose that way!"

Diana listened silently to Gil's almost hysterical accusations and confessions. Even though she didn't know what choice Gil made, she could hear the results behind Gil's choice.

Fate.

But now, Fate ordered Jill to find Diana.

"What do you want, Jill?" Diana asked quietly.

Just like the question asked by the First Fallen, it seems that all this is just a relay.

Jill also calmed down. She sighed softly, and then said coldly, "This is the outskirts of Gotham. Some members of the Justice League will arrive. The most important thing is that John Constantine is also here. Welcome to 1979 Year, Ms. Diana Prince.”

Diana's eyes slowly widened.

……

Metatron looked at the ugly woman who was unconscious on the bed. The woman was wearing a gray burqa, and her bulging belly was rising and falling.

The woman was covered in sweat, her burqa soaked with sweat, and she was in extreme pain, as if she might give birth at any moment.

Metatron remained expressionless. He had no sympathy for this pagan mortal. He just observed the woman's undulating belly and a pure white thread connecting from the woman's bulging belly to his fingertips.

Finally, Metatron's eyebrows moved and he murmured to himself, "Ah... Constantine really succeeded. He really entered the castle and even led out Lucifer."

Metatron smiled with some relief, and then looked at the woman's painful face with his cold and ruthless eyes.

"This will be the most noble sacrifice you will make for our Lord, and yes, your soul will be grateful for it." Metatron calmly whispered to the unconscious woman, and he finally slowly He leaned down and gently stroked the woman's wavy hair that was soaked with tears and sweat with his fingers, "I'm sorry, you and your child must become the shield to protect the City of Silver, and Lucifer must also return. To hell.”

As Metatron spoke, a golden dagger appeared in his hand, and he slowly pointed it at the woman's belly.

The gray burqa also took off automatically.

"God's creation cannot tolerate other false gods, nor can it tolerate other creations." Metatron looked at the woman's belly and the dagger already pressed against her navel, "But you can become a weapon to defeat Satan, all of you The glory belongs to God again!”

Blood gurgled from under the skin cut by the dagger.

"The same goes for Constantine! His ugly and despicable soul finally dedicated his last bit of value to the great creation at the last moment of his life!" Metatron's eyes became extremely fierce, and the dagger in his hand continued to cut open Open a woman's belly.

Suddenly, the woman's pale right hand grasped Metatron's arm holding the dagger.

Metatron turned to the woman in shock, and he saw the woman's angry eyes opening.

"Who...are you?" Metatron hissed, "What trick did Constantine play?"