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Classical Art Museum.

Lana paused at the mural.

The beautiful black eyes stared at the mural, and the girl's face was full of seriousness.

Her eyes were focused on the torch in the woman's hand on the mural.

The tiny torch was engraved with a pattern of three eyes.

"Okay, you watch here, I'll go look elsewhere."

Her boyfriend, Jason, clearly had little interest in the mural.

He turned around and ran to another exhibition hall to watch the master copy the oil paintings of young models. Lana was the only one left in front of the entire mural.

"Frescoes from the Primitive Period."

Just as Lana was looking at the mural in trance, a female voice quietly sounded from behind the girl.

……

Turn on the shower head and let the rising hot water glide over your delicate skin.

Back in his apartment in London.

"She brought light to the world, she brought magic, and she gave that magic to some humans."

"The world was founded by a goddess named Hecate."

"But these gods betrayed the goddess, they tricked her into imprisoning her."

"So the goddess vowed to take revenge on the world sooner or later."

"The birth of a god?" Lana was puzzled, but her eyes fell on the three eyes on the mural and looked at it again and again.

Diana sneered: "Yes, gods were born, and a group of hypocritical things became gods."

Diana took out her cell phone, took a photo and sent it to Gino before saying goodbye to Lana and leaving.

The woman looked deeply at the three eyes on the torch and shook her head and said, "There is a legend on the Amazon island."

The black windbreaker was swaying. Diana glanced at Lana and said, "It comes from murals made in ancient times. It is said to record the story of the birth of gods."

Lana took off her pink coat, and the girl stepped into the bathroom.

So the girl has always been very focused on being a good person to ensure that she can go to heaven after her long sleep.

Souls exist, magic exists, hell exists.

"So?" Lana frowned, thinking of the medieval witch possessing her.

"These humans who gained her magic became powerful beings, they became the original gods."

Lana turned her head and saw a tall, black-haired, long-legged beauty wearing gold-rimmed glasses looking at the mural.

White mist rises, hitting the round mirror with a layer of frosty steam.

"Okay, this mural is just a legend. I'm going to see the sculpture."

For ordinary people, most of them have doubts about the existence of souls and magic in the world, but only Lana knows this.

Lana closed her eyes and allowed the warm water to slap her cheek.

She closed her eyes, and the mural on the torch flashed in her mind.

A feeling of sadness emerged from her heart, and Lana was surprised to find that she actually had a desire to cry.

She didn't understand, but sadness swept through her body from top to bottom. Every inch of her skin and every drop of blood was extremely sad.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The girl fell down in the bathroom, covering her cheeks with tears mixed with water flowing down her face.

His body seemed to be burning, and a heartbreaking pain suddenly exploded from his forehead.

"thump!"

The girl fell unconscious and fell into the spacious bathroom.

In the rising white mist, a crescent-shaped light slowly appeared on Lana's forehead.

...

"This novel is so beautiful."

In the exquisite and bright living room, on the expensive pure gray sofa, Diana, with her long legs crossed, was holding a masterpiece written by Shakespeare and was moved to tears.

"Om~"

A faint buzzing sound came from all directions.

"who!"

Diana suddenly stood up and took off the hanging mantra lasso and god-killing sword from the roof.

The buzzing sound came from far away.

Getting closer and closer until it seemed to explode close to the scalp.

"what!"

Diana let out a scream and covered her forehead. The severe pain was even unbearable for her with a demigod physique.

"Pfft!"

She fell in front of the mirror.

The smooth mirror reflected a pretty face, with a beautiful silver light emitting from her forehead.

They were like the moonlight falling at night, connecting with each other and carving a crescent moon on Diana's forehead.

In the last second of her memory, Diana could only see her embarrassed appearance falling in front of the mirror.

...

metropolis.

Zatanna's Magic Circus.

"Well, that's the end of tonight's show!"

Bending slightly to thank tonight's audience, Zatanna walked off the stage and returned to her office amidst cheers and thunderous applause.

"call."

The girl took off her hat and stared at herself in the mirror.

It is the most beautiful years, with a face full of collagen that can be broken by blows.

"Pity."

Zatanna played with the mobile phone on the table and looked at the message sent by the boy not long ago: "I wish the performance a success. I will buy better venue equipment for your circus."

"Alas." The girl sighed. Although the boy she liked was inhumane and refused to get along, what she wanted more was for Jino to personally acknowledge the relationship between the two and then start a sweet relationship.

She had always liked Keno.

But the young man is like a bee, wandering among the flowers but never landing on any flower.

Sighing from the bottom of my heart,

But Zatanna also knew that this was impossible. Keno's female fans on the Internet alone were a huge number, well, probably including most of the men who didn't like the opposite sex.

All in all, if this group of people really knew who Keno's girlfriend was, they would go crazy.

"Card cards."

Zatanna spat out the text out of boredom.

She plans to do a Tarot reading on her feelings.

However, as the girl activated the irony magic, the card that should have appeared in her hand was empty.

"what happened?"

This time it was Zatanna's turn to not be calm.

It was unbelievable that not only was she unable to use irony magic to summon objects, she was even unable to feel the fluctuations of magic power.

"what happened?"

Doubts, fears, and the reality of losing her magic made the girl's shoulders tremble.

Although there was already a storm in her heart, the girl still forced herself to calm down and tried the irony magic again.

"Come on pilot!"

The mobile phone left on the table remained untouched.

Before the girl could stand up, she wanted to contact her acquaintances in the magical world.

Another horrible pain exploded in his mind.

Broken memories flooded into Zatanna's mind like a storm.

"Goddess, whole, March."

Those beautiful eyes were gradually shrouded in a white mist. From a distance, they seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil.

A waning moon gradually appeared on the originally smooth forehead.

"Collect, gather, destroy."

Zatanna stood up expressionlessly, and opened a space passage on the wall of the office with a wave of her hand.

Walking into the azure space channel with manic arcs of magic energy beating, the girl's figure disappeared into the office, leaving only a flip phone with no lock screen.