Chapter 476 Welcome to My World, Tom Riddle

Chapter 476 Welcome to my world, Tom Riddle

"God of Stories?"

Loki was stunned when he heard Peter's words.

"Dad, are you saying that I will become a god who writes stories?"

He had heard Peter talk about the existence of the God of Stories before.

Loki shook his head and said, "No, I don't want to be a god. I'm not interested in writing other people's stories. What I want to write is more about you and me."

"So, don't worry, Dad."

Loki thought Peter was worried that he would abuse the Time Stone and go back to the past to play some pranks, so he comforted him, "Even if I go back to the past to change the world or something, I will never do anything to change and affect history."

Peter was just asking casually and didn't take it seriously. Listening to Loki's loyalty, he coughed, "Although the Time Stone cannot be used in this world, we can't predict what will happen in the future."

Rhea, who was dealing with fried eggs next to him, raised her head curiously and asked him, "What is the Time Stone?"

This Kryptonian who escaped from the Phantom Space has been following Kara to learn to adapt to the environment of the earth, and occasionally goes to Metropolis with Kara to fight crime.

However, perhaps because she developed a lonely and ruthless style in the Phantom Space, she beat criminals to vomit blood many times when she fought against crime, and was even wanted by the police, causing Kara to dare not take him with her now.

So Rhea spent most of her time during the day helping Peter with farm accounting, or occasionally moving rice and driving a tractor to harvest in the fields, becoming a thorough farm steward.

The fourth steward after Martian Manhunter, Nick Fury, and Vixen, and the only white person among the four stewards.

Now hearing about the Time Stone, Rhea immediately opened her eyes and asked curiously.

"One of the Infinity Stones, Peter got from other multiverses. It is said that after collecting six Infinity Stones, you can snap your fingers and destroy half of the life in the universe."

Kara, who was sitting next to her, explained to her: "Peter was almost defeated by a 'purple sweet potato' named Thanos to collect all six Infinity Stones. If he hadn't used the Time Stone to turn defeat into victory, you probably wouldn't see him now."

Seeing Kara slandering him wantonly, Peter glared at her unhappily.

"You know everything about my power, Kara. Everything is under my control, including Thanos' collection of all five gems. Everything is a pre-arranged script. In the end, I just need to write the ending."

"Really?"

Kara naturally didn't believe Peter's words. She put down the milk in her hand and raised her eyebrows.

"You were pulled into the phantom space by General Zod's equipment. Was it also your plan?"

"Of course."

While answering, Peter began to consider whether to use his "temporary dream god" ability at night to pull Kara, who had become a little rebellious recently, into a nightmare, so that she would know what it means to speak out of turn.

Kara wanted to say something else, but footsteps sounded outside the farm.

Diana pushed open the door and walked in.

Seeing that Peter's family was having dinner, the dusty Diana greeted everyone, "It seems that I came at the right time."

"Do the Amazons need breakfast?"

Raven, who was sitting next to Peter, saw Diana sitting down unceremoniously and asked her curiously.

"Amazons are not aliens."

Diana touched Raven's hair and then looked at Zatanna.

"I heard that there were some accidents in the magic world, Zatanna."

Zatanna didn't expect Diana to suddenly ask her about the magic world.

"Yes, some very serious things."

At the same time.

Winters Manor.

In this manor where Peter's family once fought against the Three Palace Demon, almost all the important people in the magic world gathered.

Jason Blood, the host of the demon Etrigan, sat in the living room and said to the magicians in a serious tone: "Something took advantage of the opportunity to get in here, something ancient and powerful, and it seems to be immune to all our attacks."

The origin of the demon Etrigan is a bit mysterious and can be traced back thousands of years.

The great magician Merlin protected Camelot from the witch's attack, but the witch's army not only had humans but also monsters summoned by them, so Merlin also summoned his reinforcements, that is, Etrigan, the son of hell.

In order to protect Camelot, Merlin forcibly used the body of Jason Blood, who was still a soldier at the time, as a container to seal Etrigan in his body.

It was also because of Etrigan that Jason had a series of abilities such as immortality, which allowed him to live to the present day and be active in Gotham City for a long time.

Jason Blood, wearing a brown windbreaker, stared at the flames in the fireplace, "It targeted us for some unknown reason, but now he is looking for someone, or something."

"We have always been keeping to ourselves and guarding silently in the darkness, but now the darkness is beginning to devour us."

As he spoke, he looked at the many magicians in the room.

The wizard child Clara Ryan, with a ginger cat on his shoulder, sat cross-legged on the floor.

He was a magician who grew up in a magic society in another dimension, and the son of the witch who Peter and Zatanna had defeated before.

The pale dead man stood in front of the crowd of magicians, wanting to say something but stopping.

"Dead Man" was originally a circus acrobat who was brutally murdered and was later given the ability to resurrect any living thing, which helped him find the murderer and ultimately find a goal to help mankind survive.

"No matter what, we have to find a way to resist this unknown darkness."

After Jason Blood paused for a moment, he said to the magicians: "Otherwise we will encounter disaster."

The orangutan detective sitting on the sofa stood up after listening for a while, "I think we need more help."

"who?"

The witch boy Clara Ryan folded his hands on his chest and asked him: "Who else do you think can help us?"

"I know someone."

The dead man suddenly interjected: "I know that the vitality of magic has not been cut off, and I know that there is a group of magicians who have not been affected."

After attracting everyone's attention, the dead man said, "Do you still remember the previous Battle of Metropolis? During that time, I had been in that city and witnessed the battle that almost destroyed the entire city."

He spoke of the battle that was still fresh in everyone's memory.

"During that battle, there were two magicians. No, maybe there were more than two. Their magic power didn't seem to belong to this world, and they were powerful enough to fight against the Kryptonians."

The dead man's body was floating in the air. "It seems to be a magic power that is different from all our magicians. If we can get their help, or find out where the magic power that does not belong to this world comes from, there may be a turning point."

After listening to the dead man's words, all the magicians fell into silence.

"You suspect that this unknown force coming from the darkness is related to the magicians in the Battle of Zod."

The orangutan detective put down the water glass in his hand and asked the dead man.

"I don't know, but my feeling tells me that they may be the key people in our response to this disaster, and my intuition has always been accurate."

Orangutan Detective Bobo scratched his head, "But we don't know who they are?"

"The Dead Man" looked at the flames in the fireplace and said, "There is someone who knows where they come from."

"who?"

"Mrs. Xanadu."

night.

Padrick Farm.

Peter didn't know at this time that all the important people in the magic world in this world were already thinking about his son and daughter.

Now, he was standing in front of the gate of Sandman's dream kingdom.

Sandman handed him the key, and now he can freely enter and exit the palace of the Lord of Dreams.

The door of the palace, which in his eyes was particularly dilapidated, slowly opened.

The dream is fragmented and decayed. It seems that the dream creatures here have left one after another for various reasons.

The only librarian who never left her, Lucian, slowly walked out of the door.

Lucian, who had beautiful blond hair and was wearing a loose robe. She was holding a book in her hand. When she came over and saw the key in Peter's hand, surprise flashed in her eyes.

"I think you are Mr. Peter Padrick."

Lucian bowed slightly to him, "My master once told me that the door of this dream kingdom will be open to you at any time. Mr. Padrick, you are also one of the masters of the dream kingdom now. If you have If you have any doubts or don’t understand anything, you can call me at any time.”

Looking at the maid who was respectful to him, Peter nodded, "Are you the only one left here?"

"Yes, the people of Dream God thought that Dream God was tired of his duties, so he left here."

Peter nodded, "This is normal. After all, this is not the first time the Wuren family has done this."

Lucian: "."

Peter was about to continue visiting this dream kingdom, but he didn't expect to feel a fluctuation in his own dream.

The next second, in his mental perception, Tom Riddle entered his dream.

He didn't expect that this kid would enter his dreamland again.

Using the power of ruby, Peter transferred Tom Riddle who appeared on the farm directly to here.

Tom Riddle was a little confused when he entered Peter's dream world again. At first, he was on the farm, but he didn't expect that the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

With a shocked expression on his face, he looked up at the unfamiliar and desolate place.

"Looks like you weren't lost in your dream, Tom."

Tom Riddle was wondering when he suddenly heard a voice ringing in his ear.

Then he saw Peter appear in front of him, a beautiful blonde standing next to Peter holding a book in her hands.

"Sir?!"

"Welcome to my world again, Tom."