Chapter 1528: ?Month of Witchcraft

In the collective unconscious, the Moon of Witchcraft.
This silver-white moon belongs to the dimension of witchcraft. Even if its position coincides with the real moon, it is actually on a higher level and cannot be reached by physical means. People who have the moment of the witch are relatively Free, they can choose to enter the body, or only the soul enters here.
　　 Here you can see the blue earth and the huge green symbol of destruction in the atmosphere.
　　Naturally, the moon always faces the dark side of the earth most of the time, and the clouds on the dark earth are moving slowly like a torn veil.
　　 After arriving here, Circe let go of Diana, and even threw the mantra lasso back to her, looking up and down Diana's bodybuilding, as if thinking about where to spit her mouth.
　　 Diana tentatively picked up her lasso, and then pulled it away vigilantly for a long distance while taking out her weapon to guard.
　　 "Hmm... I'll turn you into a pig first."
　　 Circe flew, her short red hair started to burn like a flame, and the phase of March on her forehead also appeared at the same time, and the black blood and tears appeared gleaming.
She was in contact with the whole world. The Moon of Witchcraft quivered slightly with her breathing. Witchcraft, this primitive cosmic energy began to change everything around her, and silver dust and rubble floated towards the sky. go with.
　　 Different from the real moon, the Witchcraft Moon not only has a gravity similar to that of the earth, but also has fresh air and beautiful lakes, which are all transformed with Circe's mind.
　　 Diana feels bad subconsciously. Although she can't say why, she feels that all the hairs on her body are erected. Circe feels completely different to her now.
　　 The body of the gods used to make her immune to being transformed by witchcraft, but now, Circe seems very sure.
　　 Seeing Circe, who was burning with purple-black witchcraft flames all over, smiled strangely and stretched out her sharp claws. Diana flashed her body and then flew in the opposite direction of the enemy.
　　 The current situation reminded her of her childhood nightmare, the nightmare that she was chased by the followers of Hecate in the dark forest, everything seemed to come true.
　　 She looks at the earth, where her home is.
　　 But she also knows that she is not on the real moon now, because the real moon now has a giant crater with a bat pattern, which Superman showed his love to Batman.
　　 It is unrealistic to get away from here and return to Earth, but she wants to buy time and expects the death knell to bring someone to rescue her.
　　 This is not an escape, Amazons never escape, this is just learned from the death knell... roundabout?
　　 Anyway, Diana persuaded herself that she wanted to find some advantages in the terrain here, and took Circe around.
One flew in front, and the other chased after, but soon Diana realized that her liver was a little bit painful when she was flying. Circe was still holding her arms behind her, and she looked closer and closer like a cat and a mouse. .
　　 "Where can you go? The power of this dimension is now part of me."
　　 Circe licked her lips, as if letting go of Diana just let her run, and it would be better to slaughter and bleed after the activity.
　　 Diana didn't respond to Circe's call at all. She just immersed herself in flying, flying over the huge silver lake, and the two huge waves brought by the speed formed a wall like Moses dividing the sea.
　　 However, Circe’s paws had touched the soles of her shoes, and she stretched out her fingernails and scratched the soles of her feet. The witch laughed cheerfully:
　　 "It's useless, here, I write the rules, my strength is unmatched, you have nowhere to escape, I will complete the great cause that Hecate did not complete!"
"You bastard!"
　　 Diana shrank her feet and quickly accelerated across the lake. It's a pity that she has always been bad at talking, let alone spraying people.
　　 Paradise Island’s education doesn’t include cursing courses. Amazonians only curse words like ‘coward’ and ‘coward’ when they call the battle.
　　 is the most vicious for Amazons, but it can be placed outside without any lethality. Don't say that talking like Batman directly points to the weakness of the heart, then at least you have to say something swearing to make others mentality, right?
　　 Storm Wolf is a well-known squirting expert in DC. He has an irritable personality. Whether he is beating or being beaten, he likes to breathe out fragrantly. His level is interesting. But Diana and that guy didn't learn how to fight many times, let alone her, neither did Donna and Cassandra.
　　 At this time, Circe suddenly made a move. The original witchcraft did not require any spells. In the blink of an eye, Diana was like a pile of building blocks, divided into pieces, connected by cotton wool-like threads, but lost the phantom of the ability to move.
　　 She did not bleed or be injured. Circe’s witchcraft only interfered with Wonder Woman’s existence itself, disrupted her interaction with the dimensional space, and made her lose resistance.
　　 To use an improper metaphor, it was like eliminating all the friction around Diana. She couldn't borrow from the absolutely smooth ‘space’, and she naturally lost the battle instantly.
　　 "You lied to me! You also killed the blue devil! You monster!"
　　 Diana could even see the flesh of her arm folded up, but there was no pain, she could feel it, but she couldn't control it.
　　 All she can move now is her mouth~EbookFREE.me~ so she starts to scold Circe.
　　 Of course, the witch had no sense of this. She fell by Diana's side and touched her hair. Even now, the long hair seemed to be dislocated.
"You are like a fool, always eager to look at the good side of others, and don't know what people really want." Then, Circe raised Diana's chin with her index finger, and looked at her with black water. Eyes: "I have been waiting for this moment for too long, Diana, waiting for me to be the person I am destined to be."
　　 Diana couldn't put herself together at all. She didn't even know how Circe made her like this. She could only collapse to the ground and replied angrily: "Bah!"
　　 Seeing her incompetent and furious, Circe was even more happy. She smiled and touched Diana's face, and continued:
"Thousands of years ago, Hecate gave me a helpless soul, a soul containing her infinite magic, so that I could kill all the traitors and turn them into pigs and dogs. I am very grateful to her... .. So, now I want all the fragments of her soul! Her power, her greatness, will be my glory again!"
　　 "You are crazy...It is impossible for a mortal to possess such a powerful force."
　　 Diana was surprised, she didn't know whether Circe was true or not, but if it was true, it meant that Circe didn't want to be a person.
　　 While inheriting the concept of witchcraft, she will become a conceptual entity similar to the Lord of Order or Hecate, and will always be imprisoned in this world called the Multiverse, which is actually just a small pond.