novelraw Chapter 126 The Scream of the Ring
Chapter 126 The Scream of the Ring
However, as soon as Damian's finger touched the ring, he suddenly staggered, and quickly took a big step back, away from Harry and the ring, and leaned against the wardrobe behind him, his heart beating——
At that moment just now, he had some thoughts... enough to make his father and Ah Fu throw him into Arkham immediately...
He looked at Harry, who was full of curiosity and a little impatient at the same time—two straight and thin white legs were exposed, and the short coat could only barely cover the underwear...
Damian shook his head, forcing himself to lock his eyes on Harry's.
A few seconds ago, as he was pinching the ring, an irresistible urge, out of nowhere, seized him suddenly—
He wanted to kiss her - wanted to bite her - even, to make her bleed and scream -
This impulse came so fast, if he hadn't retreated decisively, he could hardly hold back.
It's completely different from being controlled by poison ivy - the feeling just passed... It's as if this impulse came from his heart, something he had thought about for a long time, and this ring just magnified it tens of thousands of times.
Damian still has confidence in his bottom line and humanity, he would never do this to Harley, never will.
"Harry, there's something wrong with this ring," Damian asked slowly after he stabilized his voice, "Where did you get it?"
"What do you mean? You don't even care what decorations I wear now?!" The girl crossed her arms and said provocatively, unaware that the collar of the coat had slipped off her shoulders.
Damian now has a reasonable inference about the reason for Harley's anomaly tonight—this ring is the number one suspect, and Harry now has only this new thing left from top to bottom.
It's still good to take off naked-it can rule out all suspicious objects; moreover, this ring can't be taken off.That gave it the hallmarks of most nefarious gadgets, though he didn't yet know how the thing worked.
"Magic is the most annoying." He deeply agrees with the conclusion that this little Joe once made.
"I don't want to care... just treat me as an older brother and I'm interested in your life, okay?" Damian stood up straight, using probably the most gentle coaxing tone he had ever used in his life.
Harry was stunned, probably not knowing how to refute?
"... Titus gave it to me, biting off the finger of a werewolf."
So you just put it on? !Father's teachings are fed to the dog!See if he will beat you up and cry during training when he finds out!
He endured and endured, and he didn't say what he was roaring in his heart just now - if he really said it, Harley would definitely have another fight with him, and he might not be able to kick him out directly.
"Harry," Damian pinched the center of his brows, stretched out his hand to the girl, and said gently and patiently, "I need you to calm down now—you can call me whatever you want afterwards. This ring will drive people crazy, you Not yourself now—I don't know how controlled you are now. Can you still think for yourself?"
"Think about all the things you just said, how much of it really came from your thoughts?"
"All of it!" Harry frowned and raised his voice, "Why, do you think I will always listen to you obediently? Like Ace who follows your ass every day? Waiting for you to throw bones?"
"You're so fickle, Damian! I've had enough of it! You're going to be super nice to me when you have a whim, and then throw me aside after a few minutes and just ignore me. Just It's like you suddenly gave me a knife that you have been using since you were a child - I admit that I am very touched - but after that? You have never written a letter. Why, is the 'primitive' way of communication like writing a letter worthy? On the hands of Master Wayne Jingui?!"
Harry stretched out his finger to sign the quotation marks, his face was puffed up, his eyes were narrowed, and he was very angry.She walked slowly towards Damian step by step, forcing him to lean back against the closet.
It was presumably a reckoning.
"Oh, there's more! I've been back from vacation for a few days, huh? You've been staying in the Titan Tower, and you haven't even called me. I know that the Teen Titans only had missions in the last few days. It's all free! You'd rather stay in the Titan Tower and stare blankly for a few stars than go back to Gotham and talk to me?"
The girl tapped her chest excitedly with her fingers, the coat had been unraveled, and Damian could only stare at her eyes or her hair.Can't think of a single rebuttal.
However, when she just walked in front of Damian, she suddenly stopped talking fiercely and grabbed her coat, "Okay, I understand... Maybe I'm really not important to you. I'm just better than Mara A little bit—at least you don't throw a knife at me."
"I thought...we..." The corners of Harry's mouth drooped suddenly, looking like he was about to cry.
The speed of this emotional ups and downs, PMS can't reach this level...
Damian knew just now that as long as he silently bears all the accusations from the other party and lets the girl vent, the crisis can be resolved; but now that Harley began to bow her head in front of his chest, he was suddenly... at a loss.
It also requires too much brainpower and reflexes...
At least it's a good thing that the idea of Harley being "magnified" is just pissed at him and not trying to destroy the world.
Taking advantage of this distance that they were almost sticking to each other, Damian also noticed that Harry's scar was turning red again.
Outside the door that neither of them had time to attend to, Tim, who had just ran over to eavesdrop, held his forehead helplessly again, and fell into deep despair——
Maybe even Jason knows that the most perfect way to break the game at this time is to hug him directly... You guys are already so close...
Wait a minute, does he think so?Ah Fu might beat him if he found out...
"I'm sorry Bruce," Tim nodded to himself, and quietly moved away from Harry's bedroom door, "I can't help you with this matter anymore, I have to clearly stand in line."
In the room, Damian was still thinking about the top of Harry's head.The girl was still standing on his chest with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.
"I want to inform Raven." He said seriously, discussing the matter with great concentration, "Let her come over overnight to study this ring."
"As you please," Harry said sullenly, without looking up.
However, when Damian had just returned to his room to get the pager, he rushed back to Harry's bedroom, only to find the girl kneeling on the ground, her hair and upper body covered in water, pressing the ring-wearing hand with two pillows.
"I believe you, Damian, the ring tried to kill me just now. It tried to pull me in while I was filling the bathtub." *Harry said calmly, "But I couldn't take it off. I I considered snapping my fingers off, but couldn't do it."
"I won't let this happen to you again." Damian also half-kneeled beside Harry, "I've already notified Raven... Do you think you can get your hands out of the pillow?"
"I don't..." Before Harry could finish his sentence, the two pillows had already started to smoke and were about to burn. She was sweating profusely and looked pained.
Tim also understood the cause and effect of the matter, "I think you told the raven's behavior that it started to go crazy." He went to the bathroom to fetch a large basin of water and splashed it on the pillow. Harry didn't seem to feel much better .
"Raven, hurry up!" Damian shouted into the communicator, and began to complain that the spell his father asked Constantine to plant in the mansion could prevent most magical enemies from teleporting directly to the mansion—but it could also prevent Raven.
"I have notified Alfred." Tim tapped his communicator, "He said Bruce and Diana have arrived at the gate of the mansion."
As soon as Tim finished speaking, Wonder Woman Diana flew to the door of Harry's bedroom first. It seemed that she and Bruce had just rushed back to Gotham from the battlefield - Diana's face and arms were still dirty , the long sword is stained with blood, and the mantra lasso glows on the side, all these only make the unique beauty of the goddess more thick and sacred.
"What happened here?" Diana put the shield behind her back, quickly observed the state of the three children at this time, and walked towards Harry with firm steps.
Bruce also appeared behind Diana at this time, and his uniform was a little damaged—it seemed that the enemy they fought together this time was very difficult to deal with.
"I heard about the werewolf tonight—just got back." Bruce nodded to Tim and Damian, and, with Diana, squatted down and inspected the smoking pillow.
"A ring," said Damian, "a dangerous magical item that cannot be removed."
Bruce had already removed the pillow that was pressing Harry's fingers at this time, and Harry's hand was hot and red, and he punched Bruce uncontrollably.Harry yelled out in fright.
Diana caught the fist, the muscles in her arms puffed up, she looked at Harry in surprise, "You have such strength?"
She glanced at Bruce, and the two exchanged words silently.
"Harry, do you trust me?" Diana said seriously, looking at Harry with bright blue eyes.
Harley endured the severe pain and nodded.
Diana pressed Harry's hand hard on the carpet, raising her long sword with the other.
"This sword can cut an atom in half. No matter what the magic item is, I believe that the weapon from God can destroy it."
Before Harry could get ready, Diana's long sword slashed down, and Damian covered Harry's eyes before the long sword fell——
With Wonder Woman's precise control over force, Harley's fingers will not be cut at all. In the darkness created by Damian's big hand, Harley is still very relieved.
It's just that she didn't think of the expected collision sound, but she suddenly heard a cold hissing sound.
"I see your heart, it's mine."
"Really? I'm sorry, I can often see my heart with a lasso, but it's definitely not yours." Diana's long sword finally fell, without saying anything to the black shadow emerging from the ring Chance.
Then came a long scream of horror, as if the owner of the voice was in some extreme pain—and then the ring broke in two.