#384 - Death of the Queen

Diana looked at the past shadow of her mother. Hippolyta at this moment was different from usual. The Amazon queen, usually full of majesty and heroism, now seemed a little lazy, as if she had just woken up.

"I rewound time to about 8 in the morning," Yang Le strolled in, swaying. "Because I wasn't sure of the exact time, I could only rewind a bit more."

Yang Le looked at Diana, who was stunned, with concern and asked, "Do you need to watch a little longer?"

"No, no need," Diana shook her head, trying to pull herself out of her sadness. "Don't worry about me, can you speed up the progress?"

Yang Le didn't say anything more, just silently sped up the rotation of the spring on his head. The scene in front of him was like a movie being fast-forwarded, looking absurd and bizarre.

Diana's eyes were fixed on the image in front of her, hardly blinking, her determination to bring the murderer to justice was self-evident.

"Pause," Diana's voice rose a few degrees, and she subconsciously patted Yang Le next to her. The spring on Yang Le's head stopped rotating, and the playing image also stopped.

Following Diana's gaze, Yang Le indeed saw an eye-sized black hole with a purple glow quietly appearing behind Hippolyta.

At Diana's instruction, Yang Le started playing again. Under the gaze of the two, the black hole grew larger and larger, and in the blink of an eye, it became about the height of a person. A twisted figure emerged from it, silently, like an evil spirit.

"Creak."

Yang Le glanced over following the sound and found that Wonder Woman had her hand on her sword, and even her fingers were white from gripping it.

"This is just a shadow of the past, Diana," Yang Le reminded softly.

"Inhale~ Exhale~" Diana took a deep breath and said, "I know, I know."

When the twisted figure emerged from the black hole, Hippolyta and the guards had already discovered the uninvited guest. The guards drew their weapons at the first moment, protecting Hippolyta behind them.

Unfortunately, the loyal guards did not stop the assassin. The twisted figure just waved his hand, and a giant palm made of energy grabbed the guards like chicks in its hand, no matter how they struggled, they couldn't shake a single finger of it.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Hippolyta still did not panic, but shouted loudly for the guard team. After finding it useless, she raised her scepter and aimed it at the attacker.

The attacker clapped his palms, as if admiring the Queen's courage. When he aimed his palm at the Queen again, the next second the Queen turned into a stone statue.

The guard let out a roar. The attacker seemed to have just remembered her and waved his hand again. The palm made of energy suddenly exploded. After the smoke cleared, the guard, covered in injuries, fell to the ground unconscious, and the entire bedroom became a mess.

After dealing with the guard, the attacker took the Queen, who had turned into a stone statue, towards the black hole. When the two completely disappeared into the black hole, the black hole also began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye until it completely disappeared.

Yang Le stopped playing the image until the guard team broke into the bedroom.

"I'm very sorry, it seems the murderer was very careful. It's difficult to find his true identity based on the past image alone," Yang Le said apologetically.

The Clock King's ability can only allow people to see the past images. These images do not contain any falsehoods. Whatever happened here in the past will be replayed exactly the same. So, if the attacker concealed his appearance, then the Clock King has no way to help.

"No, no need to apologize, Yang Le," Diana struggled to release her hand from the sword hilt. "If it weren't for you, I might not even be able to get these clues. I am very grateful to you. You let me see my mother's demeanor as an Amazon to the last moment, even in the face of death, she still maintained the demeanor of a queen."

"Now we at least have a direction," Diana walked towards the pillar that had collapsed due to the explosion. "Variable and strange, this is obviously caused by magic. There is only one magician who can break into Paradise Island and take down the Queen and her close guards in one encounter."

Diana gritted her teeth and said, "The Witch! Circe!"

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"I didn't expect the famous Warlock Boy to come to me, a small magician."

From the Age of Gods until now, the poppy flowers bloom. The witch Circe is lying lazily on a sofa made of unknown leather. The leather is shiny, setting off Circe's skin even more enchantingly. The thin black gauze clothes worn on her body can't cover her sexy body at all, but the owner of the body doesn't care about showing her body. The guest who should be appreciating this erotic picture is also not interested in it.

"Warlock Boy never cares who he joins forces with. I only care about whether it can bring chaos," Warlock Boy stroked his cat.

"So what do you want to do this time, my little Warlock Boy?" Flicking her hair, the violet color slipped through Circe's fingertips. The witch looked at the Warlock Boy charmingly.

"I brought a gift," Warlock Boy waved his hand, and a black hole appeared. "A gift you would never expect."

Circe didn't care about the Warlock Boy's words until she saw what was spitting out of the black hole. Only then did her expression finally change. The originally charming expression turned into surprise.

"Wow," Circe covered her mouth with her hand. "This is really a big gift."

In front of Circe was the Amazon Queen, Hippolyta, who had turned into a stone statue. Circe straightened up and jumped lightly, like a cat, to the side of the statue, carefully looking at the statue in front of her.

The jade-like fingers gently stroked Hippolyta's cheeks. This should have been a gesture of intimacy between best friends, but now it looks full of absurdity and grotesque feeling.

"Diana must be furious," the corners of Circe's mouth rose. The smile that was originally on her face was just her habit, now she was truly smiling from the bottom of her heart.

"What do you want me to do?"

The Warlock Boy, who was being asked, just bowed slightly and said, "I am just a porter. You are the one who has the final say, but I think you should already have some ideas in your heart."

Circe leaned her whole body against the stone statue and said softly, "You really understand me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Circe exerted a little force with her fingers. The stone statue, which was originally standing firmly on the ground, suddenly fell to the side.

"Crash!"

After a loud noise, the stone statue that fell on the ground instantly shattered into pieces.

"Who would have thought?" Circe raised her slender legs, and the white tip of her foot gently stepped on the fragments of the stone statue.

"The Amazon Queen, who is above ten thousand people, would die like this."