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Almost there… Connors took out the melon seeds, his mouth open to chew.
He was used to intervening in melons such as ordinary battles. This person wanted to eat his mouth, so why should he intervene? Interject?
Connors took out the melon seeds and was ready to watch the action. But there was one other person present besides the three—Connors, Zatanna, and Diana—and Hippolyta and Hades.
If I had watched what happened next, maybe my life would be gone…
Faust hastened over, and with a stiff scalp interrupted Hades. "My Lord, I have done what I am supposed to do: set you free and bring you the Queen of the Amazons."
"Now I need your promise. You promised me…"
Hades straightened up again. There was no trace of interrupted unhappiness on his face. Instead, he said extremely happily, "Oh, of course. I promise to give you countless knowledge about magic, the 'Final Truth'… the final—" Hades held out a finger with a scarlet flame burning at his fingertips, which he dotted onto Faust's forehead.
"Pain and suffering that humans can never know," Hades only finished the rest of his words after he was on his fingertips.
Visibly, the black magician Faust's skin dried rapidly, his hair turned gray, and his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot as he arched his back. Accompanied by Faust's painful wails, he turned into a dry and thin little old man and fell heavily to the ground.
Hades smiled and looked at Faust lying on the ground. "You will always live, and this decadent body will always be with you, and you will always endure torture that humans cannot imagine."
What a miserable old man… Connors had seen Faust in the temple, neither arrogant nor humble, and probably somewhat prepared, but now it seemed that nothing could save him.
Diana, the "Wonder Woman," caught by Connors, slowly pulled the sword out of her magic pocket. She wanted to take this opportunity to save her mother Hippolyta. Faust, having become a little old man, was unable to maintain the black magic of the chains any longer, and the chains that trapped Queen Hippolyta were naturally broken.
Diana rushed over and pulled her mother up, turned around, and ran. "Hurry up, Mom!"
Hades watched the two women turn and run away, his voice as unpleasant as when he spoke to Faust. "Hippolyta—you didn't tell me you had a daughter." With that, he opened his mouth, and scarlet flames shot out, blowing open near Diana. "I wonder if she is as loving as her mother?"
Hades spoke, stepping in the direction of Diana's escape, and opened his hands. It wasn't long after the calm that the underground of Paradise Island shook again, and one body after another of decomposing corpses broke out of the ground. At the same time, far away from the gate of hell, countless skeletons climbed up on the ancient battlefield left behind and gathered here. Hades was neither tight nor slow, as if holding on to victory, enjoying the pleasure of trapping his prey in a cage.
At the siege of the dead, Hippolyta looked at her daughter. "You brought outsiders to Paradise Island?"
Diana, the "Wonder Woman," heard Connors and Hades talking, and the look on her face became sad. She thought she had found a helper, but she didn't expect that he was actually an accomplice. At this time, when her mother asked, she said in a low voice, "Mother, you are right. I may have made a mistake in leaving Paradise Island."
On the other side, Zatanna looked at Connors curiously. She didn't even understand what the man had just said about "doing experiments," and she was even more confused about running out to talk to Hades now. But her eyes not only stayed on Connors, but the souls of the dead around her were controlled by Hades, and the magical knowledge hidden deep in them was also quickly learned and remembered by her.
Ignoring what Diana, Zatanna, and others thought of himself, Connors shook his head at Hades, the god of the underworld. "You misunderstood. I mean, you and him came to recreate the kiss scene."
Hades looked in the direction of Connors's finger, and his face, which had been elegant until now, became distorted and angry. Connors was not referring to Hippolyta, but to Faust, who had become a little old man.
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