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Chapter 446 Who Killed Shangdu

Back at the Quinn Manor, Harley stepped on the Yamaha and went straight to Greenwich Village, where Mrs. Shangdu lived.

She waited in the small garden outside the door for half an hour before entering. At that time, Shangdu was telling a housewife's fortune.

"How did you come to my place?" Shang Du was very surprised to see her.

"I can't find you?"

"In recent years, you have been using your mobile phone to contact me, and you rarely come here in person." Shang Du poured her a cup of tea.

Harry sighed: "This is the trouble of celebrities, I have a great reputation, and everyone in Gotham knows me.

What would they think when they saw the ball-protecting hero come to the home of a fortune-telling witch?
How will the news be written? "

Shang Du's face was slightly dark, "Yes, the fortune-teller can't climb up to the ball-protecting hero, please move your jade toe lightly and get out smoothly."

"Just kidding, the situation is already so serious, why should we be so serious?" Harry laughed.

"What situation?" Shangdu said.

"The demons have made a big move, and they want to attack me. Have you heard anything about it?"

The boss didn't take it seriously and said: "Will the demons not want to kill you? Last time the demon hunting team had such a powerful battle, and there were three demon kings. Didn't you get tricked by you?"

"It's different this time."

Harry hesitated again and again, but still didn't speak out Ertrigan's warning.

He came to inform her because of his loyalty, and she couldn't put him in a place of injustice.

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

"Hell." Shang Du only pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Didn't something catastrophic happen to Hell in the past few days? It's also related to you."

Then, she explained in detail the collapse of the hell soul currency, the heavy losses of the group of demons, and the retreat of the hell economy for thousands of years.

"The flatulence is over." Harry said solemnly.

"It's not uncommon to be directly executed by Satan for such a big mistake," Shangdu said.

"But he has a devil father, Mammon, the king of wealth, and you can tell how arrogant he is just from the title." Harry said.

The superiors affirmed: "No matter how arrogant you are, it is impossible to bribe Lucifer."

"But now the three kings of hell rule together." Harry frowned and said, "What do you think he will use to threaten me?"

"How are you sure he's going to deal with you?" Shang Duqi asked.

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

"Do you want me to divination for you?" Suddenly, he led Harry to the bedroom, and they sat cross-legged on a soft couch facing each other, with a crystal ball the size of a human head placed in the middle.

"You put your hands on it, relax your whole body, and let your thoughts be in a lively, unconstrained state."

It was so straightforward, but Harry hesitated.

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

Shang Du smiled confidently, "Don't worry, my natal spell is divination.

With my skills, Satan and the others couldn't even notice that I was peeping at them on the line of fate. "

"If you say this, do you believe it yourself?" Harry asked with a blank face.

"Well, I'm bragging, I don't dare to look directly at their book of fate, and I don't need to do that, because you are the one who asked me to divination." Shang Du sighed, "Based on you, quietly look sideways The one who hits you.

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

Harry nodded and said seriously, "It's really possible."

"With Gabriel guarding the earth, the Demon King can't enter the material world. Otherwise, why would the demons go to such lengths to let the Demon King take action directly and smash your Quinn Manor with a slap?" Shang Du doubted.

"Gabriel" Harry frowned and said, "That guy hates me so much now, he might not have reached a tacit agreement with the Demon King."

"It shouldn't have happened," Shang Du shook his head, "Gabriel will be responsible for breaking the earth."

"Even if it's the clone of the Demon King, can your prying eyes hide it? In case of backlash, can you bear it?" Harry asked.

Shang Du raised his eyebrows, "Harry, at the critical moment of life and death, you still think about me so much, worrying that I will be backlashed, I am very touched."

——It is true that I am afraid that you will be backlashed, but I am even more afraid that you will be noticed by the devil.With the cunning of the devil, it is likely to push the boat along the way, make you believe in false news, and then let me fall into the trap through you.

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 of this in her heart, the expression on Harley's face was more sincere than above, "I only asked you for divination when I sensed that the crisis was approaching. I don't want you to fall into crisis too."

Shang Du smiled heartily, and said proudly: "Don't worry, I may encounter danger in divination, but I will never worry about my life."

"You have mastered a special life-saving skill?" Harry asked curiously.

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

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

Harry did as he said, "Who is your backer?"

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

Harry closed his eyes, and his consciousness quickly fell into a state of emptiness following Shangdu's voice.

As if in the sea of ​​consciousness in the blue and boundless universe, her mind is like still water, without waves or ripples, her consciousness is divided into two, two into four, and four into eight. She has thousands of incarnations, the more scattered her thoughts are, the more her sober spiritual perception becomes blurred.

At some point, a strange rhythm appeared in the empty and lonely universe. The rhythm is like a song, shaking thousands of thoughts; the rhythm is like a river, involving thoughts; the rhythm is also like a book, and thoughts evolve in the book their own stories.
She touched fate.

"what--"

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

Harry woke up instantly with fright, all thoughts were unified, and scattered thoughts shrank into one point.

Because the emotional reaction was too intense, her forehead and neck were sweating visibly.

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

All of them looked like delicate and beautiful faces in the past two decades, as if they were hit by a mortar head-on, and only the back of the head was blown out. The face, cheekbones, and brain were all scattered fleshy paste.

"Mother Falk!"

Harry sat there like a log, not knowing whether to be sad, shocked, or terrified.

Or, all three emotions are like goose down in the filling of a pillow—stuffed bulgingly.

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

"How did you die?" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old pale Gothic girl appeared next to Shangdu's corpse without warning, fiddled with the corpse's head curiously and confusedly.

Shaggy black hair, Gothic smoky makeup, a silver cross necklace, and the Eye of Horus insignia on the lower 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 platform Martin leather boots.

When it appeared, there were no spatial fluctuations, no magical elemental fluctuations and power fluctuations.

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

"Who are you?" Harry asked in shock and anger.

Shocked that this woman came so suddenly, even she didn't notice it, let alone see her details.

The anger is that she appeared just after Shangdu died, could it be the murderer?
Looking closely at her expression, she was only surprised, not like a murderer.
"Can you see me?" The smoky makeup girl looked back at her, very surprised.

Harry looked at her, and found that she was not wearing makeup. The reason why she looked like 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?" Harry asked.

"Because I don't exist at all, huh." The gothic girl looked at Harry's chest and suddenly said, "So you are holding Murphy's Dream Stone, and it was Calliope who gave it to you?
She was imprisoned by mortals before, and you rescued her. "

"Are you a god in Dreamland?" Harry asked.

"Hehe, the legendary witch Harley is clever and cunning, why can't she guess my identity?" the gothic girl said with a smile.

——It is not a dream god, but it is related to the Sandman, and should not be seen by the naked eye of ordinary people.
Could it be a member of the endless family?
Harry glanced at the corpses on the sidelines.

As soon as Shangdu died, a gothic girl appeared
"Are you death?"

The gothic girl clapped her hands lightly, "It's very smart."

She hooked her fingers, and the fleshy mud, blood stains, hair, and broken bones splashed all around, like going back in time, quickly returned to Shangdu's face.

The appalling Shangdu once again regained her pretty face.

Then, Death's right hand grasped in vain, and a dazed and terrified soul appeared in the room.

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

"Whoosh!" The soul turned into a streamer, submerged into the body, and came alive with a groan.

"Nimiao, who killed you?" Death bent down and asked Shangdu on the soft couch with his hands behind his back.

"Ah, great lady of death, you saved me!"

Everyone turned over and got up, bowing respectfully to the Gothic girl.

Shangdu shook his head blankly and said: "I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything, it was too late, before I observed the other party, the other party found me first.

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

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

The gothic girl shook her head lightly, "There are many supreme beings in the universe, and they all have the ability to strike fatally.

But you have my imprint on you. When you are in the river of fate, you are protected by my power and should be exempt from any form of fatal attack in the universe. "

(End of this chapter)