"Although I can fly, I can't do it now if I want to fly over the boundless sea with a person."

Eric let go of his hand and let the opponent's body fall from the air.

Bang!

Oliver Quinn's body hit the ground heavily.

Fortunately, the ground was full of sand, and the place where he fell was not too high from the ground, so he suffered no damage.

Of course, Eric can do it with people flying away from the desert island in the sea.

But he was too lazy to do it.

The reason why I came to greet Oliver Quinn was simply to see the embarrassed side of the future Green Arrow in front of me.

By the way, let's get to know this billionaire. After all, Malcolm Merlin is now under his control. He needs to control the other party, not only to use violence to intimidate him, but also to understand the Quinn Group and Oliver Quinn.

Although disappointed that Eric couldn't take him out of here, Oliver still gave Eric a ring.

He hoped that Eric would take his token and go to Star City to find someone to rescue him.

"A ring?"

Eric, who was flying in the air, looked at the simple ring in his hand with a dark green glow, and whispered to himself.

"If you have this, you can control the Quinn Group, right? It's a pity..."

It's a pity that his focus is not in Star City.

But this ring can be used as a backhand.

Put the ring away and accelerate forward.

Bang!

There was an air explosion in the air, and a conical air wave was generated!

Eric, who broke the sound barrier, broke the speed of sound instantly!

Several blooming cone-shaped clouds formed in the air along with the continuous air pops.

......

"I've got news, not very good news."

Zatanna speaks to Wonder Woman in a single-family apartment in Metropolis.

This is an apartment that belongs to Zatanna alone.

Although it is a bit shabby and far from the city, it should be regarded as the best house she can rent.

"I've already received the worst news, and I don't believe there will be any news that can make me lose my temper."

Wonder Woman picked up a glass of orange juice by the table and drank it "gudonggudong".

"I have a friend, a magical figure to be exact, who attended a meeting, a meeting of the magical world at Wintersgate Manor."

Zatanna looked at the colorful oil paintings hanging on the wall in front of her. After a moment of silence, she said, "It seems that they believe that we are in a crisis."

"Wintersgate?"

Wonder Woman nodded, "I've dealt with him a lot, he's an old fox."

Hearing Wonder Woman's evaluation of Sir Winters, Zatanna asked in surprise: "You know him?"

"Of course, we've dealt with it a long time ago."

"You said you were someone from the future, can I ask you a question?"

"Do you want to ask about your future? Sorry, I can't tell you, Xiao Zha."

Wonder Woman immediately rejected Zatanna's request.

"Well, I knew you would say that, it's not destiny that dominates life, I know this truth. Well, back to the topic, the result of the magic conference is that someone is eyeing the magic world."

"Following?"

"The occurrence of the 'sleepy day' gave something to take advantage of, something ancient and powerful, something that seemed immune to magic into our world. For some unknown reason, the magician was And the world sees it as a goal. Obviously, it's looking for something, or someone."

"Darkness begins to devour the wizarding world."

Zatanna said what she had learned, and she looked worried.

"The downfall of magic?"

Wonder Woman's eyes flickered with inexplicable light, "Then it is even more necessary for all of you in the magical world to unite. But I think this will be difficult, after all, magicians are a group of creatures who are most capable of infighting."

"Infighting and unity, I don't think I can help much, after all..."

Zatanna looked away from the oil painting and said, "I'm just a newcomer to the magic world."

"Really? I think you're very talented."

Wonder Woman put down her glass, "It doesn't matter if you're new to the wizarding world, or if you're a rookie. If you're good at using your magic, sisters, the demons and wizards at Winters Manor, probably won't be you. opponent."

"Possibly, but there's only one thing I'm most concerned about right now, Wonder Woman. There's something wrong with the magic of this world."

Zatanna frowned, opened the notebook and pulled up a few pictures for Wonder Woman to see.

"Look at this... the corpse is horrific, the body is broken, the sarcoid-like existence protrudes from the mouth and throat. It is obvious that this group of people has been attacked by magic."

"Magic backlash?"

Diana frowned, "That means you can't use magic."

"Yes, the risk is greater."

Chapter 152: The Witch's Rebirth

"Witch?"

Eric looked at the book in Clark's hand and asked him, "When did you start studying witch culture?"

Clark shook the book about witch hunting in Europe in the Middle Ages and said, "To be honest, I don't have much interest in the witch hunt culture, I still prefer the wizard series, not the witches like the Salem witches, but Andrei Sparkowski's witcher."

"Then you still have to study this, are you full?"

Eric asked him with a frown.

"I'm helping Lana find information, I don't know why she's been very interested in witch culture recently."

In the locker of the school, after Clark put the book in, he said to Eric: "Especially the French witches in the seventeenth century, she tried to find something in it."

"Is that what she told you?"

Eric continued to ask him.

"No, no, in fact, I took the initiative to ask to help her. I guessed the information that Lana wanted to inquire about."

After Clark locked the locker, he smiled at Eric, "Anyway, I have more time outside of class."

"Witches are generally associated with black magic."

Eric warned the other party: "Clark, your steel body can't block magical attacks, so...for your safety, you'd better not touch those dangerous things."

"Black magic?"

Clark nodded, was silent for a few seconds, and said thoughtfully, "Eric, do you know the origin of magic?"

"Why do you ask?"

"because......"

Clark looked at the increasing number of people in the corridor and said, "I have seen people using black magic, the power is so powerful, I think if I was attacked by surprise, I might not be able to deal with it, so now I want to know more about it. Some."

"Magic is a power borrowed from the outside world. As long as it is borrowed, then one day it will be repaid, and by the way, the interest will be repaid."

Eric packed the locker and turned to leave.

"So you'd better put aside your curiosity, Clark."

Looking at the back of Eric leaving, Clark's expression was a little complicated.

After school, Clark went to find Lana, ready to talk to her about the documentation he had found about witches.

But he didn't expect that Lana had asked for leave early to go home, which made him a little depressed.

In the Talon Coffee Club, Lana, who was remembered by Clark, was flipping through a thick ancient book in her hand.

The ancient book of grey parchment exudes an appealing yet terrifying aura.

"Is this the spell book of Lady Theroux?"

Stroking the cover of the book, Lana fell into thought.

After purchasing the book from the auction site, Lana was in a bind.

Looking at the spell symbols recorded in the book, Lana's brows became more and more frowning. She always felt that she had seen such a thing before.

Is it a memory bias?

Or have you actually seen it somewhere?

Turning to a page in the center of the book, a **** spell appeared.

Lana stretched out her hand to touch the blood-stained spell, and suddenly felt a quiver all over her body.

A powerful and vast energy followed her arm and entered her body.

The flames in the fireplace "wheeze" and rose.

The originally weak flame turned into a fire that almost ran up to the top of the fireplace.

A purple light flashed in Lana's eyes.

After the energy completely penetrated her body, Lana stood up and moved her neck.

The purple light in his eyes became more and more dazzling.

After a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his arm to observe.

"This is my new body, um, unexpectedly good."

"Lana!"

Hearing the flames of the fireplace, Neil immediately pushed open the door and walked in from the outside.

"How are you?"

Seeing that the fire in the fireplace was burning normally, Nell turned his eyes to Lana who was standing aside.

"I'm very good."

Checking her Lana, the smile on the corner of her mouth grew wider.

"It's never been better than it is now!"

.....

Kent Manor.

Eric is doing his best to deal with the roast beef in front of him.

He generally adheres to the principle of no waste when it comes to roast beef with potatoes that can be tasted only once.

Coupled with the fact that he has been looking for Lex recently, his spirit is a little tired, so he can take a good rest while tasting the food.

For the inability to find the trace of Lex, Eric estimated that it was the route of the plane.

The plane was definitely not flying according to the normal route, and he even suspected that the plane flew to the waters near the South China Sea.

"Clark, have you been studying the occult recently?"

Jonathan asked Clark, who was dealing with dinner.

"Almost, but my interest in the occult is also hot for a while."

Clark put down the cutlery in his hand and replied to his father.

"Your father used to be interested in the occult too, and one of his favorite articles was Margaret Olivant's 'Empty Doors in Ruin', which I often read to him."

Martha smiled and said to Clark: "There was a period of time when he was sick and in the hospital, and he had no recreational activities, so I would read this article to your father lying in the hospital bed."

"Is it famous?"

Eric asked on the side.

"Not a well-known article, but a rather old-fashioned ghost story with no brain-burning reading experience or obvious dazzling skills."