DC Tyrant

"Oh!!"

Seeing the appearance of the great magician Zatara, the entire stage venue instantly burst into an uproar, and the atmosphere became warm and turbulent.

The uproar of more than 10,000 people became enthusiastic, and there were rumbling and fiery noises around Badi. There was a feeling of agitating the heart to pacify, constantly contagious, and integrated into the crowd, wanting to cheer with them.

It seems that there is a kind of spiritually warm transmission, which infects the hearts of everyone.

When Badi was in it, the feeling was particularly profound. His body was sensitive to the warm temperature emanating from the people next to him. The waves of hotness passed to his skin, making him feel the heat, their excitement.

Even Mike's eyes are still full of anticipation, full of interest, and some fiery.

Bardi's calm eyes glanced at the people around him, it seemed that the place was on fire, everyone was in high spirits, and his eyes were fiery, only he was a piece of ice, standing in it.

Herd mentality, environmental convergence, plus a bit of magic I don't know what it is?

Bardi didn't know what it was, and even suspected it was an illusion, but in the end he felt that Zatara had done something, or the spiritual orientation that guided these people.

Possibly a type of magic, a guided magic.

After all, Badi doesn't understand magic at all, but with his powerful perception ability, he feels that everyone is reacting abnormally.

"Welcome, my friends, the first magic show, what do you wish for!"

Zatara bowed down gracefully, and the short magic wand flew flexibly in his hand, dashingly and freely.

When he said welcome you at the beginning, he looked at Badi's position with a smile, and met Badi's gaze, obviously knowing that Badi's unusual gaze was on him.

He faced it with a nonchalant smile.

Badi's face was calm and composed, which formed a strong contrast with the fiery atmosphere around him, and met Zatara's gaze, nodded slightly, and smiled apologetically.

Now that he found out, he didn't hide it, and his eyes were even more focused on Zatara, but the penetrating line of sight had been withdrawn, and he could not see through the line of sight.

"Walk in the air!"

"Cosmic Star Sea!"

"Into the tape!"

"Body separation!"

"Teleport!"

Some of the audience cheered loudly and shouted out their favorite magic items. With more and more supporters, a louder sound was formed.

It's not like performing magic at all, it's more like a live concert.

"If that's the case, let's do it all over again."

Zatara's words made the whole place cheer again, and they could fully see their favorite magic show.

The cheers did not last long, and soon became quiet. The only thing left in the venue of more than 10,000 people was holding their breath and staring at Zatara.

Zatara enjoyed everyone's eyes, turned around with a smile, the hem of the tuxedo he was performing was raised, and the short wand in his hand turned more quickly and flexibly.

"Then come... teleport!"

After Zatara finished speaking, the short stick wand in his hand was thrown upward, and the short stick flipped in the air like an electric fan.

No one paid attention to how the short stick flew so fast.

All eyes were on Zatara.

Even Bardi waited with bated breath, and turned on the penetrating sight again, the microscopic sight, and wanted to see clearly what Zatara casted his magic.

In Badi's eyes, all the people in the venue have become transparent outlines, only Zatara's thin and elegant body can be presented in his sight.

Magical powers protect him from the prying eyes of Bardi.

suddenly.

Zatara's body disappeared in the center of the stage, and the air fluctuated slightly, forming an invisible corridor. It is conceivable that the power of magic had an effect, and the fluctuation of the air was only a slight incidental ripple, and Badi couldn't see the trace of magic at all. Where, this invisible corridor, spread to the front of Badi.

It's as if a fighter jet breaks through the speed of sound and pierces an invisible hole in the sky.

Zatara's figure appeared in front of Badi in an instant, suspended high in the air.

It's not a wormhole, it's not the opening of a wormhole, and the physical properties are unreasonable, which makes people puzzled and makes Badi frown. Magic is really unscientific!

Zatara smiled. He stood in the air as if walking on the ground, squatting, showing his teeth in his smile, and stretched out his palm somewhat.

"Five!"

He said to Badi, with a smile, he was actually a little excited. At this moment, he was not like a great magician, but a kind of like-minded, surpassing human beings, who smiled happily to see new things.

The entire venue was instantly searching for him because of his disappearance, and excited because he appeared in front of Badi in an instant.

This is too fast, it is like a momentary movement, which makes people exclaim.

Badi's eyes narrowed, awe-inspiring. When he saw Zatara in the distance, he didn't feel much threat.

But now that Zatara was in front of him, he instantly felt a dangerous reaction in his body, goose bumps appeared, and the cells were violently violent to resist.

It's like the tip of a knife is on the neck, the feeling that the cold light will slit the throat at any time.

His body naturally resisted Zatara, resisting the magical power in Zatara's body.

Badi looked at Zatara with awe-inspiring eyes, his pupils were full of confidence and curiosity, and he looked at Badi with an excited smile.

Badi calmed his face, withdrew his microscopic sight, penetrated his sight, stretched out his palm, and pushed it towards Zatara's hand.

'Snapped'

With the envy of more than 10,000 people, he slapped the great magician Zatara.

When the two palms collided, Badi clearly felt that the power in his palm was suppressed, and the cells were suppressed by the flood, which was suppressed a lot, but it was not without the ability to resist.

This feeling is much better than kryptonite. In the face of magic, he may have room to resist, and there is no such thing as the legend that in the face of magic, there must be zero magic resistance that is powerless to resist.

Afterwards, Zatara teleported back to the center of the stage, caught the short wand that had fallen from the rotation, and then rotated and threw it into the sky, continuously teleporting in multiple directions, in front of the audience, sometimes High-fiving with the audience, sometimes with a little girl walking in the air, causing exclamations.

Then a series of cosmic star seas, people seem to be placed in the universe; entering the video tape, as if to communicate with the people in the established video tape; the horror caused by the separation of the body and a series of magical extreme magic performances, people are amazing .

When he left the stage at the end, Bardi once again noticed a more violent fluctuation than the opening stage, and was sensitively aware of the fluctuation of his spiritual consciousness, as if reminding himself that this was a magic trick.

This is a kind of subconscious guidance, leading others to believe that this is magic.

Badi's sense of threat greatly increased.

He has absolutely no way to stop the invasion of this kind of mind fluctuations, and he only knows when his mind fluctuates.

This kind of spiritual magic made him vigilant.

He and Mike followed the crowd and went out the door.

"What a wonderful magic show!"

Mike said still, with admiration in his eyes.

Badi's heart sank even more, that kind of subconscious spiritual magic had begun to affect Mike, making him think it was really a magic show.

But before coming, Buddy had reminded Mike that what they needed to look for was magic.

Even so, Mike couldn't resist being deeply influenced.

Magic is so mysterious and magical.

This is really unscientific.