West End, London, Destiny Theater.
Zatanna is wearing a tight tuxedo suit with a thin waist. Under the tuxedo suit is a white high-breasted white shirt with a high collar, black high-heeled boots that reach to the knees, and fishnet stockings on the thighs that highlight her plump and white skin.
She is plump and dynamic, with a classical charm on her face. She is always on the stage, kicking the high heels of her boots, smiling with her neat white teeth, showing her love for the stage and the sweat of seeing the audience cheering loudly.
"Thank you everyone!"
Zatanna Gentleman took off the top hat on his head, held his magic wand, and saluted generously and gracefully towards the many cheering and applauding audience.
Amid the voices of "Let's do it again." "Master of Magic." "Miss Magic is so beautiful." Whistling, shouting, and cheering, Zatanna left the performance with sweat on his forehead and full of joy.
Zatanna Zatara is the daughter of the famous magician Gwani John Zatara and Sindella. She is a member of Three Mystic Tribes of the East. He is a prominent figure in the world and is a direct descendant of Leonardo da Vinci. He is related to many famous prophecy masters, alchemists, and occultists in history, including even the ancient king Atlantis. He possesses powerful magical potential in his body.
Zatanna strolled off the stage and walked to the backstage. He couldn't help but feel proud. This was another successful performance, showing off my exquisite and outstanding magic skills. He secretly thought: Walk out of Gotham, walk out of the Wayne Manor, I am who I am.
Just thinking of that ruthless figure inevitably made Zatanna feel sad for a moment, but hearing the audience's applause and approval for her made her even more determined to follow her own path.
Emotions will only make your magic show stiff!
Arriving backstage, Zatanna sat down at the makeup station and took a breath, surrounded by makeup staff who were busy preparing for the next episode.
She had finished her performance and gently took a wet tissue to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
"Oh my god! Why is this happening!" The busyness around them suddenly stopped, and many people who were preparing for the performance couldn't help but look at the TV hanging on the wall, where the ruins of Hall of Justice were being played.
"Everyone, London Television Station has a temporary news report. Just now, Hall of Justice located in Washington, D.C. was destroyed, and more than 20,000 soldiers in US Military died. This incident is considered to be an invasion by alien invaders.
US Military spokesperson said that this is a bad invasion incident. They have joined forces with all countries on the earth to thoroughly investigate and prepare for the defense of the earth. There are too many matters that are inconvenient to announce." Surprising and worrying news came on the TV.
"In this incident, Justice League Hall was destroyed, the scene was in ruins, and each Justice League was seriously injured. We obtained precious picture records, and it is suspected that it was the same alien with an S chest."
The acrobats who were about to appear stopped to watch the news, but were hurriedly kicked out by the class leader to perform. Zatanna stopped wiping the sweat on her hands and looked at the TV.
On the TV, images taken from various angles, mobile phones, surveillance videos, satellite TV, photos, etc. began to be integrated into the whole story of the incident.
From when Superman was attacked and trampled by a black figure, to when many members of the Alliance rushed over to fight the black figure, a huge sonic boom exploded, and Hal crushed the white noise wave cannon fired by Cyborg, Wonder Woman was knocked out of the universe, Green Lantern's attack on Hal was ineffective, and he was stimulated by heat vision. Shooting into space, the Flash punched Hal and stepped on Superman's footsteps, and then was seriously injured and captured. Aquaman gathered the water with great force, but was crushed by the black figure with one hand. He then nailed him to the ground with his Neptune Trident. Half of his steel body was damaged, and sparks kept flashing.
Until she saw Batman wearing Anti-Superman Armor, Zatanna's face tightened, and the finger bones of her hand holding the wet tissue turned white.
When Anti-Superman Armor's Batman was shot away in the green mist and red solar radiation, continuously penetrated multiple building walls, and finally hit Washington Monument, Zatanna's eyes flashed with fear, and his chest kept shaking.
"Hurry up... you damn bastard... Why don't you hurry up and answer the phone..."
With trembling hands, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Bruce's number. It kept ringing for more than thirty seconds but no one answered. Zatanna was afraid and dialed Alfred again.
After ringing for a while, she finally answered. Zatanna's heart skipped a beat and she asked quickly and tremblingly, "Alfred, Bruce, what's going on?"
"Miss Zatanna, the master is in a coma, it's just..."
"As long as it's not life-threatening!"
Zatanna finally felt relieved, as long as her life was not in danger. As for the information behind Alfred, she had subconsciously ignored it.
For her, as long as her life is not in danger, it is not too dangerous.
Of course, on another level, even if she died, she could still ask people to get Bruce's soul back, but the price would be too high, so it would be better if she didn't die.
Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief, and after asking Alfred to pay attention to Bruce, after hanging up the phone, he didn't even take off his makeup. He quickly packed his things and left Destiny Theater without even bothering to say a word to the leader of the performance group.
He summoned a black taxi casually and told him the address. Half an hour later, it stopped directly in front of a small house with a tarot card hanging on the door.
Zatanna After paying the fare, he pushed open the wooden door of the tarot card hut and saw Nimue Yinwandu, who had a spring charm on her brows and a slim and bulging body wearing a mysterious, classical and elegant robe.
Nimue Yinwandu, also known as: Madame Xanadu, is a descendant of an ancient people who has lived on the earth since ancient times. He has immortality and the ability to predict the future.
In the future, she will also be one of the members who will create Justice League Dark with Zatanna, Constantine and others.
At this moment, she had a deep frown on her charming face, and her green eyes like amber gems were looking at the tarot cards in front of her small table with deep doubts.
"Nimue, I promise you, join whatever damn Justice League Dark.
I thought I had forgotten him, but my first love reminded me of that stupid feeling again.
I have to interrupt World Cycle Magic Performance again, damn it, this is my promotion to the magic master and the performance that is recognized by the World Magic Association, I am even ready to become the vice president of the World Magic Association!"
Zatanna gritted his teeth with hatred and complained angrily to Bruce.
She has been practicing magic since she was a child for the magic show that circulates around the world. This is her ideal, but her feelings for this guy Bruce made her give up her ideal again and again.
Zatanna was so angry that he wanted to recover Bruce's body immediately and slap him hard.
"This is impossible? Why is this happening? I just remind you that Justice League Dark will be established in the future, but not now."
"Why is this happening? This turmoil is not the time for Justice League Dark to appear. Why is it happening like this?"
"Destiny Where did the error appear?"
Nimue Yinwandu's charming face, like a mature woman, appeared deeply confused. Everything was different from what was expected.
What exactly went wrong?