Chapter 852: Night Exploration of Lone Pine Ridge, Zatanna's Intuition"Whoosh!"

The next second, the fire elf Melissa was instantly sucked away by an invisible force.

A space portal opened in the void, and Melissa was pulled into the portal and disappeared instantly.

Seeing Melissa disappear just like that, the demon lord Mammon was stunned.

Before he could react, the other party was pulled into the portal by this invisible force.

"what?"

He threw the scepter in his hand to the ground and Mammon stood up suddenly.

"Who did this?!"

He roared with disbelief in his eyes, "Who took that person away right under my nose?!"

Realizing that someone was causing trouble right under his nose, Mammon asked his men with a grim expression and roared.

The men knelt on the ground, trembling.

After roaring at his men, Mammon gradually calmed down.

No one can openly snatch people from under their hands except those lords and the four archangels in heaven.

He took the cigar from his men and took a deep puff.

The Lords of Hell have no grudge against me, so it shouldn't be them.

If it was the four archangels, then who did it?Michael?Or Gabriel?After thinking for a while without getting any results, he simply stopped thinking about it and turned his attention to Zatanna who had fought the fire elf before.

Although it is not known who the man who helped Zatanna was, the final result was that Zatanna defeated her own men.

"It seems that my good helper in Las Vegas, Benji Raymond, has got another good opportunity to postpone his sentence."

He muttered to himself and slowly walked to his collection room.

Mammon, who was very satisfied with Zatanna's soul, decided to take Zatanna's soul for himself.

He picked up a glass bottle from the shelf, looked at the human soul that was struggling and screaming inside, and whispered to himself: "A soul like Zatanna can easily become a treasure in my collection."

"I need to find a bottle five times as big for her to use, maybe I can bring Benji to make a deal."

As he said this, he put down the bottle containing the soul and walked outside.

Late night in Las Vegas.

"Mr. Raymond, there's a cowboy over there who's won a lot of money."

Sony's subordinates reported to him that someone was winning money in the casino.

"How much did he win?"

Sony asked his men casually as he walked towards the casino office.

Similar things happen in casinos every day, but he didn't take it too seriously.

"It must be seven hundred thousand dollars."

"Seven hundred thousand?!"

Sony's expression was a little nonchalant at first, but when he heard his subordinates say this, his eyes immediately widened.

He asked his men to take him to the person who won the money.

Next to the gambling table, Sony saw the man who always won money.

The other person was wearing a black suit, a cowboy hat, and had a cigar in his mouth.

The brim of the cowboy hat blocked the other person's face, making it difficult for Sony to see clearly.

"Good luck, man."

Sony came over with a glass of wine and placed it in front of the other person.

"One piece of advice to you, man, is to go home and take a walk."

"But I just warmed up the cards, little Benji!"

Just as Sony put his hand on the other's shoulder, the gambler raised his head, revealing a distorted face full of exaggerated wrinkles.

"It's you!"

Seeing the familiar face, Sony was startled and his face was full of horror.

"How could it be you?!"

He didn't expect that the opponent would be the devil with whom he had signed a contract - Mammon!"Don't be so surprised, I've been a regular here since this place opened."

Mammon smoked a cigar and said to the shocked Sonny, "According to the deal we made in 1947, I will share with you the management rights of all the clubs you open, including this new one, Benji."

"I come here from time to time to take a look. I have to control the investment risk, you know."

He stood up and blew out a puff of cigar. "You better be careful, Benjy. Your time is running out. You won't be able to pretend to be your son any longer."

It turns out that Sony was not the son of his father Benjamin Diamond, he was actually Diamond Sr.

The reason why he has lived so long is that he has signed a contract with the devil.

Sony, also known as Benji, clenched the glass in his hand when he heard Mammon say that his time was almost up.

"Zatanna has signed a one-week performance contract. I will catch her then. She is just a little harder to deal with than I thought."

As soon as he finished speaking, the face of an old lady next to him became distorted.

Then the old lady spoke in Mammon's voice: "Really? It's too bad that you two are not married. I always generously give more time to your ex-wives."

Benji looked at Mammon who possessed the old lady and said to her, "That's not a problem. I will deal with her."

The old lady opened her mouth and said, "I believe you. To show my trust in you, I want to make our bet more attractive."

"You are a speculative man, you will definitely like this."

"What bet?"

"If you bring me Zatanna's soul before midnight tomorrow, I will not only annul the contract and set you free, but I will also grant you immortality and eternal youth."

Mammon smiled and said, "Let's follow the procedure. If you don't bring her to me before midnight tomorrow, you will lose everything and I will take you away. The loser will pay double and the winner will write it off. This is my favorite game." When Benji heard Mammon propose such a bet, he immediately shook his head and refused.

"That's terrible. I refuse."

"why?"

Mammon was somewhat hurt by being rejected.

"It's too risky. I can't hand her over to you in such a short time. I need more time."

"Don't worry."

Mammon said that he would give him the key props, "I will give you a reasonable, 100% chance of success."

"Also, I'll tell you where she is now, and I promise you'll have smooth sailing."

Padraic Farm.

After Peter, Zatanna and Ciri defeated the fire elf elemental, they drove Theresa and Jeanne back to the farm.

Joan of Arc's mother said she had to go out for something and hoped Peter would help her take care of the child for a day.

Peter did not refuse and pulled Joan of Arc back.

In the farm living room, Peter tells Zatanna what happened at Lone Pine Ridge.

"That is to say, all the plants in Lone Pine Ridge are controlled by a force you are not aware of."

Zatanna said with some confusion: "What kind of power is that that can evade your detection, sir?"

"I don't know, maybe it was from hell."

Peter told her his guess.

"But you know, Xiao Zha, I don't know as much about the demons in hell as you do, so I can only call you."

"Is that so?"

Zatanna thought for a moment and said to Peter, "Why don't we go to Lone Pine Ridge now? Maybe we'll find something there."

"now?"

Peter glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the living room. It was already ten o'clock in the evening.

"Yes, right now. Usually at night, I am very energetic. My father said I am a night owl."

Zatanna stood up and smiled at Peter.

"Okay, Miss Night Owl."

Peter stood up and spoke to her.

Since Zatanna wasn't afraid, Peter naturally didn't mind entering Lone Pine Ridge now.

After half an hour.

The moonlight was like a silver knife, cutting through the thick darkness of the forest outside Smallville.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

Peter's boot soles rolled over rotten pine needles, and the sour smell of humus mixed with some strange smell penetrated into his nostrils.

Behind him, Zatanna suddenly stopped and a burst of flame burst out from the tip of her wand.

"It seems that this place has become a magic circle."

As Zatanna spoke, she chanted a spell: "Manifest!"

As she chanted her ironic magic, Zatanna saw blood-colored veins emerging on the surface of the entire forest, and tree roots as thick as pythons entangled into a hexagram array.

Every node seems to be nailed with a wailing soul.

Those souls were translucent, black and curled like withered vines.

"This is no ordinary magic circle, sir."

Zatanna squatted down, her fingertips suspended half an inch above the ground, "This magic circle, it is consuming life force...even souls."

"Whoosh!"

As soon as she finished her words, a tree root suddenly twitched and wrapped around her wrist.

Zatanna immediately unleashed her magic, blasting the vines into pieces.

Just as she broke the vines, Peter suddenly grabbed Zatanna and leapt high into the air.

A huge crater exploded on the ground where the two men were standing, and countless tree roots twisted into spiral spears and stabbed out in pursuit.

Peter's hot eyes swept over it, and sticky black blood spurted out from the broken part.

Zatanna's coat was splashed with slime, and honeycomb-like holes immediately corroded the fabric.

"Who set up the magic circle?"

Holding Zatanna and standing in the air, Peter asked Zatanna with a frown.

"I don't know, but he should be a very powerful wizard. The purpose of setting up the magic circle may be to obtain more magical power. This magic circle absorbs the vitality of living things and continuously strengthens the owner of the magic circle."

"Can you destroy it?"

When Peter heard that the other party dared to cause trouble in his territory, his face looked a little ugly.

"Of course, but even if I destroy it now, I'm afraid it won't be of much use. I guess the owner of the magic circle has already gotten what he wanted."

Zatanna said to Peter, "But I can try. To destroy this magic circle, I need to go back and prepare."

After hesitating for a moment, she moved unnaturally in Peter's arms and whispered, "Although I have no evidence to prove what I said, there is something strange about the nun named Gloria in the monastery. I always feel that there is something vague about her that makes it hard to see clearly."

"Yeah, I have the same feeling. Gloria is a ranger of Cangsong Ridge. In that case, she is a big suspect."

Peter was also a little suspicious at this time. Could this mysterious guy who he could not see clearly be the one who planned this murderous magic circle behind the scenes?

(End of this chapter)