Chapter 404

Different from Marvel next door, DC's magic system comes from blood. It is difficult for people without blood to master the essence of magic.

The magic world in this world is formed by a group of families with wizard blood. Zatara, where zatana lives, and McDougall, where sivorn lives, are among them.

The blood sources of different families are different, some come from cosmic creatures, some are born from old gods, some are mixed blood of human and magical creatures, and some are obtained by sacrificing demons.

McDougall's family has ancient Gaelic blood. The origin of blood can't be traced. Some say it's a mixture of old gods and human beings, and some say it's the offspring of the ancient strong and female demons. No matter what the origin, they all contain powerful power.

Every McDougall can awaken his magic talent, among which his blood relatives are the strongest.

As the daughter of the patriarch and the most gifted woman in the family for a hundred years, sivorn should be the only choice.

Unfortunately, she never thought that she would be attacked by her dearest uncle at the magic ceremony of succeeding the patriarch. Her younger brother, who witnessed all this, was indifferent and watched her elder sister dragged into hell by the magic vortex.

That day was also the turning point of fate.

Since then, sivorn has disappeared, replaced by the silver Banshee returned to earth by the demon crone.

The flames are blazing, giving the castle a crimson color.

Just as everyone was singing for the ancient spirits, Beven McDougall, the new patriarch, looked up at the dark clouds in the distance.

The black cloud is getting closer and closer, sending out a strange smell. The cloud is falling down, like a black cloth blocking the sky, to encircle the castle.

Kahn McDougall also reflected that over 40, he was at the peak of his fighting power. His magic was concentrated on the staff, and the dragon bone staff left by the patriarchs of the past dynasties gave off dazzling light.

"Scatter!"

A roar exploded in the sky, the fluorescence broke through the sky and turned into a huge white light column.

The dark clouds were scattered by the light column, revealing the clear sky.

The people around him looked at the scene in awe. Bevan lowered his head, and there was an indescribable complexity in his eyes.

However, the next second, the joy on people's faces instantly stopped, only to see the sky, black clouds condensed again, more dark than before.

Kahn frowned slightly, his back turned into wings, and came to the top of the castle,

"I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend. Can you show up?"

"Do you really want to see me?"

The strong wind blows from the distance, with a sharp whistle that can pierce the eardrum. Under the dark sky, a figure emerges. The silver hair dances wildly with the wind, the face is like a skeleton, the pupil is like a snake, and the pale skin color is clearly visible even in the dark.

"Long time no see, uncle Kahn, and my dear brother Bevan!"

Sivorn lowered her head, looked through the layers of space, and fell on her brother, whom she once loved so much, but now hated so much.

"Sivorn?"

"No, isn't she killed by magic?"

"That form, yes, is the silver Banshee recorded in the book."

"How did the daughter of the old patriarch become like this?"

……

Most of them didn't believe it, and some of them were suspicious. The magic ceremony was held in a secret room. Only three of them were present. The others didn't know what happened. They just learned from Kahn that sivorn was attacked by magic and disappeared out of thin air. Beven also confirmed his uncle's remarks.

They are the closest family members of sivorn. Others are not good at opposing them. They have to re select the family leader. With the support of Kahn, their younger brother Bevan becomes the new patriarch of McDougall's family.

The public's comments did not fall to seworn's ears, and he laughed bitterly at the thought of all the sufferings he had suffered over the years.

Banshee's laughter is enough to destroy everything!

The violent sound waves turned into physical attacks. The air surged, the trees were smashed, and the walls cracked. People covered their ears and rolled on the ground in pain. Some of them couldn't bear it and fainted directly.

"Enough!"

Kahn raised his staff and hit it heavily,

when!

In a flash, the whole castle seemed to be alive. Countless white lights rose from the ground and turned into magic barriers to wrap the ancient castle.

The McDougall family has been rooted in this land for thousands of years, and its heritage can not be destroyed by a banshee's howl.

The magic barrier blocked the sound wave impact, and everyone survived. They raised their heads one after another, and their expressions were very dignified.

"Kahn McDougall, my dear uncle."

Sivorn comes to the top of the castle and stares at the man with the dragon bone staff.

"I'll give you one last chance to tell you what happened that night, and tell the people below how you pushed your niece into the dungeon by despicable means."The voice fell and there was an uproar around.

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other and turned their eyes to the top.

The McDougall family's clan rules are very strict. The first rule is not to kill each other by blood. The violator should not only be hanged, but also be exposed to the sun for three months.

Kahn snorted heavily, and the light swung around, showing a powerful magic wave.

"Sivorn, my child, she's dead. My uncle didn't protect her. It's my fault. I'm willing to accept punishment. However, I will never allow a demon running out of hell to impersonate her and slander her personality. Sivorn loves her family deeply. She will never do anything to hurt her people. You are a fake."

"Don't try to divide the family in her name. I tell you, it's impossible. McDougall is not so easy to cheat."

Calm and powerful words explain the doubts in people's hearts.

Yes, why should they believe the devil's words to doubt their own people? How can they believe the devil's words.

Sivorn laughs. No accident. I knew it would be this kind of result. Uncle's seemingly loyal appearance is actually a treacherous and vicious heart. He is more poisonous than a poisonous snake.

Looking down, I fell on my brother in the crowd.

The unspeakable emotion is brewing in my heart. No matter what happens, Bevan is the only family. Sivorn doesn't want to involve him.

"Bevan, my sister will give you a chance."

"For the last time, stand up bravely and tell the people what happened on the day of the ceremony. If you do this, my sister will give up her previous decision and disappear from your eyes forever, never to appear again."

Beiwen opened his mouth, did not dare to look at the top of the eyes, and did not dare to denounce as loudly as his uncle, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally chose silence.

Seeing this, sivorn turned and flew into the black cloud, leaving a slight sigh,

"great master, crone, the king of banshees, your loyal servant is here to sacrifice the blood of the ancient gaelians and pray for your coming."