Chapter 1671

"Divine race? You mean you have the blood of angels and demons?"

Harley sat on the soft large mattress Helen had transformed, looking at Helen's slightly surprised expression. Harley spread her hands and explained: "Sorry, but I'm not from this universe. In fact, I don't know the New York you just mentioned. The city I live in is called Cat Getan, in New Jersey."

"New York is not far from New Jersey." Helen also jumped onto the bed, but she sat cross-legged in the center of the bed, sizing Harley up from head to toe.

The girl with white-gold hair in front of her was much older than her and had already entered her teenage years. She had fair skin and a sweet appearance, but for some reason, she always had a gloomy gothic temperament, which did not often appear in girls of this age.

"My other father, you can also understand as mother, he is of the Asgardian divine race. You've heard of Norse mythology, right?"

"So the divine race in your universe is that group of gods in Norse mythology? Odin and so on?"

"Yes, then what about your universe?"

"There are many. Angels include Lucifer, Michael, Gabriel, etc., and demons also include Beelzebub, Azazel, etc. Before, I heard Diana say that Zeus is also real."

"Do you have cosmic demon gods there?"

"What is that?"

"Hmm... a type of powerful creature that lives in the universe and is rarely understood by humans." Helen rubbed her cheek with her finger, seemingly not knowing how to explain it to Harley. She thought for a long time, but still spoke: "They are the opposite of interstellar civilizations. The entire race has only one powerful individual, and each one is different. The powerful ones among them can even occupy a dimension and are called dimensional demon gods. Representatives include Mephisto who is in charge of hell, Dormammu, the lord of the dark dimension, etc."

"Then what about the magic in this universe?" Harley asked again: "Who do you borrow debt from?... Wait, you need to borrow debt, right?"

"Essentially, yes." Although Helen gave an affirmative answer, she still shook her head and said: "But when I was born, humans no longer needed to rely on borrowing."

"Then rely on what?"

"At first it was robbing, later it was cheating. I mean a kind of 'comprehensive financial activity'..."

Harley didn't fully understand what Helen meant. The two exchanged information about the situations in the two universes. In the end, Helen leaned completely on Harley and even rubbed her head against her arm, saying: "I don't know why, you look a bit different from the people in this world, seemingly extra dark, but I like it very much. I often feel that the people in this universe are too cheerful."

"Forget it, I'm already the most cheerful person among the people in our universe." Harley spread her hands, rolled her eyes, and said: "If you knew someone who came with me, you would know what true darkness is."

"Let's not talk about this. Let's talk about the school. What grade are you going to take classes in?"

"The old mage before said I could go directly to the fourth grade, but she also said that if we adapt relatively well, then we can skip grades."

Helen gasped, changed her posture, no longer leaned tightly against Harley, but moved a little further away from her, sized her up from head to toe again, and said with some emotion: "It seems she has a lot of confidence in you. I hope you can handle it."

"What do you mean?" Harley looked at Helen in surprise and asked.

Helen shook her head, seemingly feeling that this matter could not be described. Soon she leaned against Harley again. The two girls leaned against the head of the bed, their heads leaning together. Helen's eyes turned and said: "Have you read the preparatory school in the village?"

"No, we were thrown directly into his study by the Sorcerer Supreme, and almost fainted from altitude sickness just now."

"Wait!" Helen exclaimed. She changed from a lying state to sitting up straight, stared into Harley's eyes, and said: "You mean, you've been to the Sorcerer Supreme's study? Who brought you away from there? Was it Master Ancient One?"

Harley discovered a trace of anxious emotion on Helen's face. She blinked and shook her head, saying: "No, it wasn't that old mage. It was someone called Master Song, and a little girl called Shilila, not much older than me."

Helen let out a long breath and relaxed again. Harley saw that something was wrong. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Helen, asking: "Who is Master Ancient One? Why do you seem a bit afraid of her?"

"I..." Helen dragged out a long sound. She introduced who the Ancient One was to Harley in the most concise language, and then she spoke: "Now the study of Kamar-Taj Academy is shared by two Sorcerers Supreme. Master Ancient One occasionally comes back. I'm just worried... the study is too messy."

This paragraph was incoherent. Harley's eyes narrowed even more. She moved her legs from the edge of the bed to the bed, sat cross-legged like Helen, and asked in a rapid-fire manner.

"So what if Master Ancient One comes back? The little girl Shilila is clearly responsible for cleaning the study. What are you worried about? And why would the study be too messy?"

"Uh..."

Helen didn't seem to be very good at lying, and more importantly, the pure and kind atmosphere of this universe made the lies she made up unable to fool a Gothamite. Although Harley was not good at detective skills, the dark nature of the universe she was in destined that it wasn't just Batman who was suspicious.

"You must be hiding something fun from me!" Harley snorted and said: "If you don't tell me, I'll go tell Master Song!"

"My God, don't do that." Helen wailed with her head up, and then said: "We've only known each other for a short time, you can't just make me tell you the secret like this."

"But secrets only have fun when shared with others." Harley shook Helen's shoulders hard and said: "Just tell me, I'm interested in everything interesting in this world, maybe I can help."

Helen seemed a bit conflicted. Her lips pursed and pursed, and her cheeks, which still had a bit of baby fat, puffed up, seemingly unable to resist spitting out the secret.

In the end, Helen couldn't stand Harley's soft and hard tactics. She moved to the edge of the bed, jumped off the large bed, beckoned to Harley, and said: "Follow me, come to my room, I'll show you something."

Harley was a bit vigilant but not much. This girl was a complete fun-seeker. Although she didn't completely become Harley Quinn because of Schiller, she was still a bit crazy and didn't mind taking risks for fun at all.

Harley followed Helen to her room. The two of them had rooms next to each other, and the layouts were perfectly mirror-symmetrical. Both had a large bed and a huge cabinet placed by the bed. Helen lay on the bottom drawer of the cabinet and rummaged for something. After a while, she took out a book from inside.

Harley leaned over with some curiosity. Helen blew on the cover of the book, blew away the fine dust accumulated on it, and then stroked the texture of the strange characters on the book cover with her fingers.

When her fingers moved away, it was written on it—"Necronomicon".

Harley gasped. She closed her eyes hard, then shook her head and said: "Are you serious? I bet this book contains amazing darkness! Where did you find it?"

"The Sorcerer Supreme's study."

Harley stiffened for a moment. Helen looked left and right, walked to the door to make sure there was no one in the corridor, and then returned to the desk with the book.

She placed the book in the center of the table, moved a chair for Harley, and the two sat face to face at the desk.

The blizzard in the Himalayas still hadn't stopped. Outside the circular Zen window was a howling storm. When the bright light reflected by the snow entered the room, all the furniture dragged long, cold shadows.

"Like you, I didn't enroll normally. We can talk about that part later, but... I think you should be able to see it too. I'm much more logical than children of this age group. This wisdom comes from my father, one of my fathers."

"Don't ask any details. Anyway, I am both a divine race and a descendant of a unique genius in the universe. What he gave me besides a wise brain is also strong curiosity. So when I walked through the portal and landed in the Sorcerer Supreme's study, I moved some things I shouldn't have moved."

"This book?"

"Yes, I'm sure Master Ancient One had just left not long ago, and before she left, she was studying this book."

"What's special about this book?"

"I'm trying to investigate, but this means a more serious thing, that is, the current Sorcerer Supreme Strange doesn't know about the existence of this book at all. Otherwise, he wouldn't have opened the portal for my enrollment in his study. He doesn't even know that Master Ancient One was using the study at that time. I don't know why Ancient One wants to hide it from him."

"Doesn't sound like a good sign."

"Of course not." Helen shook her head gently and said: "When a mage studies certain things behind everyone's back, it means that the desire for knowledge has exceeded the desire for truth. Otherwise, why not use more genius brains to study together?"

"And the extreme desire for knowledge will inevitably make people gradually blur their existence." Harley continued: "When a person's power has reached its peak, they easily fall into this state. They will believe that there is an ultimate answer they haven't obtained, and to get this answer, they will spare no cost."

"I'm worried about this."

"But this is not the reason for you to steal this book! It's better to let Ancient One study it than to let you study it!" Harley widened her eyes and said: "At least if some monster crawls out of this book, she can beat it!"

"I can beat it too, monsters are not scary at all." Helen looked into Harley's eyes and said: "What's scary is that the elephant is in the room, but we all can't see it."

As the picture gradually froze on the "Necronomicon" with its gorgeous decoration and gothic style, the expressions of everyone in the Rodriguez Academy office seemed to be performing a mysterious group portrait.

"I have never heard my teacher mention this book." Strange's eyes narrowed slightly, and when his eyelashes crossed, there was a bit more deep darkness in his pupils.

And Schiller's expression was a bit subtle, because if he remembered correctly, the author of this book was none other than Schiller Rodriguez.