He was very sure there was Hell here too, but he always couldn't find a way in.
Hippolyta led him to the Amazons' library, which was a very magnificent building, like a parliament house in style, very solemn.
The building was carved with many deeds of the Greek gods and legends of heroes.
"This is the library, but I must warn you, according to the young warriors, this place is a bit strange, you'd best be mentally prepared."
Hippolyta's words made him feel a bit strange, but he temporarily set it aside, pushed with both hands, and slowly opened the stone door weighing tens of tons.
It seemed that the Amazons of Devils Island indeed didn't like to read; the books here had already started collecting dust.
Dane originally thought there was no one here, but he was wrong.
"Who is it?"
Dane heard someone speak, but he didn't see anyone.
"A man?" The voice sounded like a woman. "How incredible, Devils Island would actually allow a living man to land!"
Dane immediately realized that this was an invisible person, and he immediately activated all his visual superpowers.
Zanzar's Power absorbed a great many superpowers. In the visual system alone, there were microscopic, super long-range, X-ray, infrared, ultraviolet, abnormal electromagnetic wave, and other fields of vision.
If Dane were to activate all these fields of vision daily, the World in his eyes would become indescribable and extremely bizarre, causing one's Sanity to plummet.
People who grew up in ignorance had best not easily face the true appearance of the World; it would truly be very strange.
Dane continuously switched through several fields of vision, and finally, after activating the electromagnetic wave field, he discovered a Shadow inside the library.
"He looks like he's searching for something, and he seems to have found it. What is it?"
The female voice sounded like she was narrating from a third-person perspective, but when she noticed Dane's gaze on her, she seemed to freeze.
"Impossible, right? He can see me?"
"Yes, I can see you."
Dane also noticed at this moment that the person in front of him was not hiding, but rather because she had no physical body at all; she was a soul.
The souls of the two Worlds were slightly different, which made him a little slow to react for a moment.
He closed his eyes, then opened them again, transformed into the God of Death's Eye, with black sclera giving a strong sense of oppression.
Under the God of Death's Eye, the woman's soul was clearly visible to him.
This was a woman covered entirely in a black robe, her purplish-red hair was very striking, and her appearance was beautiful enough to overthrow a kingdom, almost on par with Diana.
Dane felt she resembled the French actress Eva Green somewhat; both had an indescribable yet strongly felt exotic charm.
Just by looking at her for the first time, Dane knew this woman was a Witch; that scholarly temperament of a female scholar pursuing mystical power was impossible to hide, as was the case with Zatanna, and also with Jane and the Witch.
"A Witch?"
"You can actually truly see me!" The woman's soul was greatly shocked, but then she excitedly floated over, circling Dane's body.
"In nearly a thousand years, you are the only one who has been able to see me!"
Dane looked around and felt a bit strange. Trapped in a place like this for a thousand years, she hadn't gone mad?
He introduced himself to this Witch's soul: "Hello, madam, you can call me Shazam. May I ask who you are?"
"You're called Shazam? That doesn't sound like a name. My name is Circe, have you heard of it?"
If I hadn't read comics for a few years, I really might not have known.
Circe? Isn't that one of Wonder Woman's classic villains?
In the normal version, she was a Witch skilled in black magic, and possibly possessed the divine power of Hecate, the goddess of night and the underworld, which was very powerful. This goddess controlled magic and was the source of magical power.
"Circe? Why are you in this place?"
Circe showed a frustrated expression, completely different from the Witch in Dane's impression who toyed with humans and earned a notorious reputation.
"Because of the War of the Gods, I was… or rather, some god murdered me."
What depressed her was that she died too quickly, without even knowing who did it.
But she was a Witch after all, and had undergone partial divine power transformation from Hecate. Essentially, she was no longer human, but a God-chosen, immortal and indestructible.
Therefore, although her physical body was destroyed, her soul continued to exist in the human World in another form.
But Hera, for some unknown reason, had trapped Circe's soul in this library when she threw Superwoman to Hippolyta.
Although she liked reading, that didn't mean she was willing to stay here for a thousand years!
Isn't this imprisonment?
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