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Chapter 908 Entering the Tower of Destiny and the Witch Child
Everyone present was very familiar with this crisp sound; it was the sound of a key being inserted into the lock.

The corners of Zatanna's mouth rose slightly, and as her right hand turned slightly, another sound followed.

"Click!"

After the sound, everyone felt that the space in front of their eyes began to become blurred, but this phenomenon did not last long. Soon, a little golden color was mixed into the originally illusory space.

The twisted golden particles gradually condensed into a solid body, and soon the outline of a tower appeared before everyone's eyes.

Robin looked down at the time displayed on the microcomputer on his wrist and found that only about two or three seconds had passed from the time Zatanna inserted the key to the time the tower appeared in front of them, but it felt like at least a minute had passed.

"Everyone, this is the Tower of Destiny." Zatanna turned around and opened her arms, as if introducing her treasure to everyone.

This is a tower that looks very old to the naked eye. With its broad bricks and stones and simple design, it is obvious that it was built hundreds of years ago.

The tower is not very high, estimated to be only about ten meters. It is hard to imagine that this building not only serves as a secret base for superheroes, but also has to serve as a living area for one person and a warehouse for various magical equipment.

"So, Kid Flash, do you still think magic doesn't exist?"

Faced with Zatanna's questioning, Kid Flash naturally chose to use science to force an explanation.

"It's nothing special, just some optical camouflage technology. I think the key is the remote control. Just press the button on it and the optical camouflage will disappear."

Facing the stubborn Kid Flash, Zatanna knew that she was asking for trouble. She gave up the idea of ​​changing Wally's mind and turned around to push open the stone door.

Surprisingly, the stone door that was more than two meters high was surprisingly light, and Zatanna's thin arms and legs could easily push it open. When the stone door was fully opened, everyone was able to see the whole picture inside.

What comes into view is a spacious corridor with a luxurious red carpet inlaid with gold threads on the floor. On both sides of the red carpet, there are oil lamps as tall as a person standing at intervals, and faint flames are constantly jumping on the top.

One can't help but wonder how such a small flame can illuminate such a large space so brightly. Judging from the intensity of this flame, even if hundreds or thousands of lamps were placed, it would be impossible to achieve such brightness.

However, the fact is that the room is as bright as if the lights were on.

"Let's go."

Zatanna nodded to everyone, turned around and walked into the Tower of Destiny. The people behind her looked at each other, and then followed Zatanna into the stone gate.

When the last harpy stepped onto the red carpet, the stone door behind him closed evenly as if sensing something, leaving only a lonely ancient tower standing in the open space.

But not long after, a black mist suddenly appeared not far from the tower. Accompanied by the cool night breeze, the black mist gradually dissipated, revealing three figures with different standing postures.

Standing on the left is a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt with a bare chest and a small braid. From his clothes, you can tell that he is a very flashy person.

On the opposite right stood a boy with a strange hairstyle. His skin was frighteningly white, which made people think of legendary vampires and ghosts.

Equally impressive is the tabby cat in the boy's hand. The cat actually has a pair of blood-red eyes, which is very strange.

Standing in the middle was an old man wearing a well-made suit and bound by shackles, but even with such a thing that affected his movements, the old man's dosage was still straight.

"We can always find old stuff that you don't want us to know."

The witch boy Korari mocked the old man beside him.

"These little brats would never have thought that the thing Mr. Kent tried so hard to protect was actually handed over to us by them." Facing Klari's ridicule, Kent was not angry, but smiled indifferently.

"The description of old is obviously more suitable for you. My age is not even as old as you, an old monster who likes to pretend to be young."

"You can only be stubborn now," Klara snorted. "Once I get Naboo's helmet, this world will become my playground."

After saying that, Coralie tried to find a trace of panic on Kent's face, but the latter's weather-beaten face did not show any of the emotions he wanted to see.

"Hmph! Let's go."

Korari, holding the cat, walked towards the stone gate first. When the Chaos Lord approached the Tower of Destiny, this tower representing order naturally put up strong resistance.

The space around the ancient tower was like a lake with a stone thrown into it, causing waves, and the ripples mixed with golden energy began to attack Korari.

"A mere trifle!" Korari's originally handsome face became distorted, and red turbid air rose from his body, instantly dispersing the layers of golden ripples.

After the protective mechanism was broken, Korari released his right hand that had been stroking the cat and gently pushed open the stone door in front of him.

Abra Kadabra, who was in charge of escorting Kent, also came up at this time. Seeing the great power displayed by the master he was currently serving, he couldn't help but offer words of praise.

"I think that God Nabu is nothing special. He is completely vulnerable in front of the master."

"I appreciate your compliments, but Naboo is not an opponent to be taken lightly."

Although Korra said this, he still accepted the compliment with a smile, and then led the two into the Tower of Destiny.

...

Let's go back a little bit in time, to when Young Justice walked into the Tower of Destiny.

"Everyone, be careful."

Zatanna waited until the stone door closed, then turned and spoke to her teammates behind her.

"The Tower of Destiny is a set of ancient magical props. It has a long history and possesses great power. It also contains countless magical props. If you touch it rashly, you may encounter very dangerous things."

Zatanna raised her index finger and said seriously, "Please be careful, everyone. If you see anything strange, be sure to call me. Wait until I'm sure there's no danger before proceeding."

"Got it." Robin nodded. "So, Captain, what should we do now?"

Zatanna was stunned when she heard that, and pointed at herself and asked in disbelief, "Captain? Me?"

"Of course." Robin spread his hands. "Is there anyone here who knows this tower better than you? I'm not the type to make decisions on my own. When it comes to areas I'm not familiar with, I always listen to the experts."

"Ahem!" Zatanna cleared her throat and said with a slight smile on her lips.

"Alright then, you must listen to the captain's instructions. First, we need to find the 'echo' left by Mr. Kent."

(End of this chapter)