As a result, it didn't go well.

Rhaegard said that the process of communicating with this 'part of himself', the 'magically embodied being', was far from pleasant. Just on the fact that Rhaegar was bothering 'it' in a daze, 'it' had been talking for at least five minutes. 'It' is so capable, just one word can be 108,000 miles away, but there is something to say that you can't start if you want to lose your temper. Facing it, Rhaegar was like facing his own shapeless father.

Seeing the helpless look he looked at when he communicated with it, even Zatanna was amused.

But 'it' is a part of Rhaegar after all. In Rhaeggar's words, 'it' was like his coercive butler, helping him guard, protect, and manage his memories, his secrets, whether Rhaegar liked it or not. And under Rhaeggar's repeated and unbridled questioning, 'it' surrendered, and finally came up with the question of his 'soul' form.

"To put it scientifically put, your so-called soul consumes all the energy in the process of arranging your unique genetic sequence and recreating your body, so it goes into a dormant state." The 'it' said angrily. "But don't expect to be able to 'recharge' it the way it used to. Now it doesn't have even the most basic ability to protect and slowly repair your body, and if you don't get enough energy or don't do it properly, you're just damaging your own body in vain. In other words, you are now left with only your body. If you want me to say, you might as well wait for it to recover on its own. ”

Rhaegar was depressed: "Recover slowly, when will it take!" Last time it was a nuclear bomb ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"You were TM's play with fire last time!" The classic national scolding, that 'it' suddenly became angry, "Do you still think that the more energy, the better?!" I'll tell you, it's not the energy from the explosion of a nuclear bomb that really makes you rebuild your body, nor is it the nuclear radiation. I don't know the specifics, but it seems to have something to do with some of the energy that escaped from the Hydra base beneath the nuclear power plant after the explosion. The total amount of that energy is not much, but it is of very high quality, or it has a high degree of compatibility with your so-called soul. If I were you, I wouldn't just recharge myself anymore, and I'd find a way to find out what was in that Hydra base at the time. ”

Listening to a 'thing' that looks exactly like herself, and is essentially a part of herself, say something like "If I were you", Rhaegar thought it was a little ridiculous. But he's seen enough strange things these days, and magic doesn't have much logic in the first place, at least not the logic he knows. The current situation is that even this 'it', which is embodied by magic according to his subconscious, his logical thinking, his usual external appearance, and his deep desires + desires, his forced 'butler', does not know much about his specific situation, but he still gives a direction that may solve the whole problem. It's just that Zatana said before that it doesn't seem to be able to fully believe in this 'it'?

Rhaegar looked at Zatanna, who knew what he was thinking and gave an explanation.

"It's true that it has a lot to do with you, yes, and maybe another version of you, but it's a creation of magic after all. What I'm trying to say is that even computers made on the scientific side can sometimes make mistakes, let alone on the magic side, which is more uncertain. Zatanna looked into Rhaeggar's eyes and said solemnly, "There is a saying in our circle of magicians: we use magic, but we cannot rely on magic. That's what I meant when I said earlier that it can't be fully trusted. Not that it will consciously and purposefully deceive you, but that it may come up with wrong results in its understanding and processing of your mind. ”

Rhaegar nodded.

And Zatanna's words were not finished: "But this time it gives you the direction, maybe you can try it." When you were unconscious in the process of nuclear explosion and body reconstruction, part of it came from your subconscious, and it is indeed possible to know what happened in that process. The main thing is that even if you try it out, even if you find out that it goes wrong in the end, you won't have much to lose. ”

At this time, the 'it' on the high platform lay down again, and said impatiently: "It's time to ask, it's been discussed, shouldn't you leave?" God, it's awkward to see you here. Hurry back to your own place, it's mine! ”

Seeing that 'it' issued such an eviction order, Zatanna burst out laughing. Rhaegar was originally in a mood of crying and laughing, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into chagrin, regret and regret.

He noticed that Zatana had a tired look on her face. It was clear that it was a heavy burden for her to cast and maintain such magic, but he was only concerned with solving his own problems and did not care for her feelings......

"Let's go." He whispered to Zatana.

As the unspoken but rhythmic sound of Zatana's incantation stopped, Rhaegar opened her eyes to find herself back in her body. At this time, the translucent blue-blue color on the surface of his and Zatanna's bodies had receded to his right hand that was in line with Zatanna, and gradually dissipated. He looked up at Zatanna's face, just in the right place for her eyes.

Zatanna's gaze was still as peaceful and quiet as usual, but at this time, she was a little less energetic. Rhaegar also noticed thin beads of sweat between her eyebrows and the tip of her nose under her bangs.

"Whew, it's not easy to make such a trip. It's a pity that I only got a general direction and didn't really help you. Zatanna shook her head a little regretfully.

Just as she said this, she naturally withdrew her right hand, and Rhaegar suddenly moved, one step faster than her. He half-flipped his hand to grasp her green jade hand, and pulled her towards his side with a force. Zatanna didn't react for a moment and fell into his arms.

Rhaeggar's actions didn't end there. He let go of his right hand and wrapped it around her back, his left hand running through her long, waterfall-like black hair, holding her head, gently pushing her half-back. Then, he met her tender red cherry lips and kissed them heavily.

Zatanna subconsciously began to struggle, but she couldn't withstand Rhaeggar's strength. The struggle grew weaker, and Zatanna's arms hooked up to the nape of Rhaeggar's neck. The aura that had been stirred up between the two returned to softness, and fused together between the lips and tongues + intertwining + entanglement of the two, just like the light emitted by the two of them after Zatana cast that magic before.

A Kiss for a Thousand Years......

But no matter how touching and intoxicating the kiss is, it can't satisfy the young man and woman. Rhaegar threw away the two pistols that were stuck in his back and Zatana, and only the one in the middle was scrappy. Then his right hand, which had been around Zatana's jade back, gradually descended, and the left hand that held Zatana's head also handed back control of the head, and turned to her chest. He didn't notice that he had kicked off the plate and cup that Zatanna had brought with him, but led her to sit down on the lawn, lay down on the lawn, and pressed against her. However, Zatanna didn't know what to do next, so she could only wrap her hands around Rhaeggar's neck tightly and hand over control of the whole person to him.

And then......

Then it was ruined, and the shots rang out. The two of them, who were too intoxicated with you and me, didn't react immediately, and as a result, Rhaegar was shot three times at once.