He was almost smashed directly from mid-air into the ground more than a hundred kilometers deep by the beam of light that fell from the sky. Then he was erupted together with the magma due to the huge underground pressure. There was not an inch of intact skin and muscle on his body, and even the silvery-white bones were exposed in some places.

If it weren't for the blessing of the will of the Seventh Heaven Mountain, if it were any other outer plane or material plane, the whole person would probably have disappeared completely by now.

You must know that the divine power impact released by the powerful divine power has a high probability of directly shattering a planet without additional power protection, or destroying the stars in the galaxy.

Compared with the former, super bombs like nuclear bombs and whirlwind torpedoes, which can hardly even shatter stars, can only be regarded as "small toys" at best.

If the Seventh Heaven Mountain was not an outer plane with infinite space, this blow alone would be enough to penetrate the ground beneath our feet and cause it to explode on the spot.

As the instigator of this shocking scene, the angry incarnation of Talona slowly descended from the sky to the ground in full view of everyone, grabbed Domiel's burnt hair and lifted him up, her eyes revealing naked and undisguised murderous intent.

You know, although her camp has shifted from evil to neutral, and she is no longer as keen on spreading plague, fear and death as before, her original vengeful character has not changed much.

Especially this Son of God, who she had high hopes for, she had always taken great care of him since the beginning of his conception, for fear of any unexpected situation.

But now, this newborn little guy was almost killed by the members of the Seven Fierce Society of Heaven. How could Talona accept this?

So she had made up her mind that even if it meant going against the entire Seventh Heaven Mountain, she would kill Domiel and use the head of one of the highest leaders of the Sub-Earth to announce to the entire universe what would happen if anyone dared to attack her child.

Soon, as terrifying divine power began to gather in the other hand, Domiere, who was rapidly repairing himself with the blessing of the plane's will, smelled the breath of death.

"Wait! You can't kill him!"

Seeing his companion in imminent danger, ILSol no longer cared about maintaining his mystery as a prophet. He immediately spread his wings and flew over, shouting to stop them.

"Give me a reason not to kill him!"

Talona turned and stared hostilely at the Archon leader, who was clad in a blue robe and adorned from head to toe with pearls, silver thread, and magical runes.

Unlike other members of the Seven Fierce Orders of Heaven who always appear to be irreconcilable with evil, ILS Or is a typical wise man.

The third level under its rule is filled with numerous libraries, recording the ancient secrets about the birth of good, evil, chaos, and order in this universe.

Therefore, he always gives people a feeling of being serious, earnest and wise. Even when facing enemies, he rarely gets angry and always remains calm and rational. He is the best choice to handle various diplomatic negotiations.

At least IL Or knows when to compromise and when to give in, instead of fighting stubbornly and wasting his manpower in a war that he can't win.

Especially now when facing an angry and powerful goddess, the most important thing is to calm her down and save Domiel's life.

Otherwise, once the lord of the second level died, there would only be five people left in the Seven Fierce Society of Heaven, and this level would quickly fall under the fierce attack of the devil's army.

"Great goddess of natural cycles, please forgive Domiel's impulsiveness and recklessness.

After all, it was your descendants who first inflicted heavy casualties on our troops.

Thousands of Sub-Eons were Devoured in an instant.

So he was so sad that he couldn't help but do some extreme things.

I would like to express my sincerest apologies to you.

What's more, you are a neutral god of nature. You wouldn't want to see this war between good and evil become completely unbalanced, right?

If you kill Domiel now you will be helping evil fight good.

This is not conducive to expanding your influence among the neutral natural pantheons."

ILS Or carefully explained the interests involved, and at the same time reminded the other party that it was your children who attacked the army of the Sub-Earth Gods first, and our people only took extreme actions under desperation.

This habit of considering the reasons first in everything undoubtedly reflects his characteristics as a lawful good person.

But at the same time, he was not as stubborn and inflexible as Domiel. He clearly realized that the current situation was not favorable to him, so he did not make any excessive demands. He just wanted to end this meaningless conflict.

After all, there is no conflict between the Seventh Heaven Mountain and the natural gods of the neutral camp in terms of ideas and positions.

It is not wise to rashly provoke a powerful goddess of nature for no reason.

"Humph! Do you think that with these boring excuses, I can forgive this idiot who dared to hurt my child?"

Talona sneered disdainfully, obviously not taking the Seven Fierce Orders of Heaven seriously.

Not to mention their current situation of being defeated one after another under the attack of the evil army and being unable to protect themselves, even at their peak, their strength in the outer planes of the entire universe could only be barely ranked at the middle level.

They can neither compare in number with the countless demon lords in the Abyss, nor in quality with the great devils in Baator who can continuously extract energy from souls.

To be precise, their power comes entirely from the blessing of the plane's will of the Seventh Heaven Mountain and from the mortals' belief in order and kindness in the material plane.

Once leaving this plane, his strength will drop drastically, and he may even be inferior to the Seraphic Servant.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that even in a society without war and famine, with relatively sufficient material supply, a sound legal system and a relatively high integrity index, there are very few ordinary people who can do this.

What's more, war, famine, plunder and the greed, privilege and corruption of the ruling class are the norm in most mortal societies.

This means that, on the whole, the proportion of people who believe in lawful goodness and persist in practicing it throughout their lives must be very low, and even fewer souls are qualified to be reincarnated into the Seventh Heaven after death.

The strength of the outer planes is determined by the mortals of the material plane.

So even though the Seventh Heaven Mountain participated in provoking the bloody battle between demons and devils, and then stood aside and silently accumulated strength, after tens of millions of years it still ranked last in strength among many outer planes.

In the eyes of the gods of the non-good camp, the so-called Seven Fierce Councils of Heaven are nothing more than a small group formed by the Sub-Earth Gods.

Apart from having some prestige and influence in the good camp in the upper planes, it is not ranked at all in the entire universe.

Whether it's the demons who once started a war that swept across the universe, or the devils who fought back and forth with the demons in a bloody battle, or the legion of constructs that represent the ultimate order in the mechanical realm, and the Slaad lords from the Chaos Sea, they can all be pinned to the ground.

Not to mention the inner plane elements that serve as the pillars of this universe.

"So what do you want?"

Seeing that persuasion was ineffective, ILSO finally realized that today's incident might be more troublesome than he had imagined.

"It's simple. It's up to my child to decide. If he is willing to let Domiel go, then I will naturally stop pursuing him. But if it's the other way around, then he can only blame himself for seeking death."

After saying that, Talona ignored the other person's shocked and angry face, immediately put on a doting expression, smiled and waved to the boy behind her: "Come here, my baby, come to your mother. Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you with me here."

“…”

The boy tilted his head as if thinking about something, but did not respond. Instead, he continued to stand there in a daze.

He seemed so confused and was unusually unresponsive to the stimuli from the people and environment around him.

This situation undoubtedly struck Talona as very strange.

Because as a mother, she knew very well that the child she gave birth to was not just an ordinary son of God who possessed a little divinity and power, but a life with extraordinary power and cognition.

If the spark of the planeswalker had not replaced the spark of divinity, then this child would have been a complete god from the moment he was born.

That's why she notified the entire church in advance.

If it is a god, it needs believers and faith to maintain it. A new god like this without any foundation usually needs the help of its father or mother who is a god.

This is most evident in the elven pantheon.

All of Corellon's children basically follow this process after they are born. First, a few of his own priests are selected to help set up the church, and then they are gradually separated to operate independently.

But unfortunately, Talona's efforts were in vain in the end.

Now she just wanted to figure out what this child was and what his parents represented to him.

After a long silence, the mouthless boy suddenly asked a strange question without warning: "What is the meaning of life?"

moment!

The expressions of everyone, including ILSol and several big devils around him, changed.

Because they would not regard this question as a child's curiosity and confusion about the meaning of life, but rather as a quasi-divine power representing the abstract concept of death asking why those living beings do not embrace death.

If he gets even one word wrong and comes to the conclusion that life has no meaning at all, he will immediately try to kill every living person he encounters.

Because for this extremely dangerous young man, death is the final and eternal destination of all life. This is determined by the power of death and the divine nature he possesses.

For a moment, no one dared to answer except for the slight gasp.

Even as a mother, Talona began to feel a headache. She opened her mouth several times to say something, but swallowed it back in the end.

"Why don't you ask your father? I think he must have the answer you want."

Just when everyone else was at a loss, Asmodeus, the lord of hell, stepped forward to rescue them.

To be precise, he put the blame on Zuo Si, who was enjoying a short vacation in the palace of Calin Port in the continent of Faerun.

After all, this quasi-divine power with the power of "abstract concept of death" is Zuo Si's descendant, and even a planeswalker with ignited sparks. From any perspective, it is Zuo Si's responsibility and obligation to teach.

Of course, there is also a hidden reason, that is, Asmodeus was very unhappy with the Ninth-level Arms Group for selling a large number of advanced weapons and equipment to enemies in the upper planes. He did not dare to turn his back on them openly, so he could only retaliate a little through such little tricks.

"Father?"

The boy's white pupils showed obvious signs of dilation, and then he nodded thoughtfully. Before those around him could react to what had happened, he disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it! Come back now! You can't go now!"

Seeing her son running away again, Talona was obviously anxious this time. She dropped Domiel in her hand and chased after him.

Because she deliberately did not inform Zuo Si at the first time, just wanting to leave some time alone with the child so that the little guy could be closer to her.

But who could have thought that it would go so wrong.

Now I can't even control it.

Because in the face of the Planeswalker Spark's unreasonably powerful ability to teleport across time and space, mere divine power cannot pose even the slightest obstacle.

Seeing that the two troublemakers had left, Asmodeus immediately said meaningfully to the two leaders of the Archon: "Domiel, Ilsor, let us continue this unfinished war. As long as we defeat you, the second level of the Seven Heavens Mountain will be completely opened, and there will be no force that can stop us from advancing straight in."

"Are you sure you want to continue fighting? After losing so many legions?"

ILS Or obviously wanted a temporary truce so that his army would have time to digest the previous war experience.

Unfortunately, the cunning and experienced Asmodeus obviously would not give the enemy any chance to breathe, and smiled and made an attacking gesture.

In a flash!

The devils' long-range firepower delivery positions once again emitted a deafening roar.

After hearing this, ILS Or immediately returned to his position and put up a huge magical defense to resist the fierce firepower coverage.

Domiel also teleported back and gave orders in an orderly manner to organize the army to resist the attack of the demons.

The battle between the two sides, which had been briefly suspended, finally broke out in full force.

Just when the Archon Clan thought they could perform better on the battlefield this time, and even completely resist the myth of the Devil Legion's invincibility, the Lord of Hell smiled a creepy sneer and ordered without looking back: "It's time to take out that weapon and open the eyes of the Seven Fierce Society of Heaven."

"Which one?"

Gracia blinked in confusion.

In such a situation, only her daughter would dare to speak to Asmodeus in such a casual tone.

"Haha, don't worry, you will see it soon."

The Lord of Hell smiled mysteriously, then stopped talking and just waited silently.

As for Gracia and other hell lords and big devils, they all turned around and looked behind them.

After about ten minutes, they saw a huge cannon that was more amazing than any cannon they had ever seen.

Even the main guns on Zuo Si's fleet pale in comparison.

"This... Could this also be a product of the Ninth Level Arms Group? Why haven't I seen it on the sales list?"

Gracia's voice was clearly trembling.

However, the emotion represented by this trembling is not fear, but excitement and excitement.

Asmodeus responded nonchalantly, "Because it was specially customized, it represents the highest level of technology in the entire Ninth Plane and even in New Phyrexia. Open your eyes and take a good look. This is the true strength of Soth's weapons production capabilities."

"Great Lord of Hell, are you ready to start charging?" A hellfire devil knelt on one knee and asked with a grin.

Asmodeus nodded without hesitation: "Of course! Remember to aim well. It would be best if you can kill the two members of the Seven Fierce Order of Heaven directly. Because if they all die here, we should be able to see Zafkiel himself next time."

"As you wish!"

After receiving an affirmative reply, the Hell Devil quickly stood up and activated the control console at the back.

In a flash!

Densely packed silver lines lit up on the running tube of this super cannon, and thousands of runes began to flash bright and dazzling light.

Then astonishing energy began to flow into it, constantly gathering and compressing in the thick and long barrel. The terrifying power made all the lords of hell, including Gracia, feel their scalps tingling.

Because they were very sure that when this super cannon was fully charged, it would definitely kill them with one shot, and there would be absolutely no possibility of survival.

In less than a minute, the energy within a radius of thousands of kilometers was completely drained.

The most typical example is that all magical protection, spell-like abilities and all magic items on the battlefield are ineffective.

Those artillery shells and rays, which relied entirely on technology to operate, began to be able to land directly on the enemy's rear positions and cause astonishing damage.

Even the golden light shooting down from the sky seemed to be gathered together by some invisible force and poured into the silver-shining patterns on the surface of the cannon.

Such a terrifying momentum naturally could not be hidden from the opposing Yakong gods.

ILS Orr, who possessed the ability to predict the future, suddenly changed his expression, as if he had seen the future that was about to happen. He did not care about maintaining his image as a mature and steady wise man at all, and shouted like a madman: "Stop fighting! Run! Leave here! Otherwise, everyone will die..."

Before he could finish his words, the white light of destruction descended.

No fire!

No explosion!

There was no bloody scene! Wherever the white light passed, everything disappeared! It was as if an eraser had erased them from the canvas, even Domiel was no exception.

Not only were the Subarus dumbfounded after losing their supreme commander, the demons were also dumbfounded.

They simply couldn't believe that the long-range weapons that had always been used as auxiliary weapons could have such terrifying power that they could be used directly to kill gods.

Gulp!

Gracia swallowed uncontrollably, her eyes revealing shock and disbelief.

brutal!

So cruel!

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that a weapon that anyone could control could be capable of this level of capability.

Likewise, she also understood why her father had never had the slightest intention of turning against Zuo Si, even though the latter had threatened the absolute authority of the Lord of Hell.

Compared with the benefits gained, the cost of maintaining the alliance between the two is simply insignificant.

Especially the super cannon in front of us, although it has various disadvantages such as being bulky and having a long charging time, its power is enough to make up for everything.

Gracia has made up her mind that after the war, she will ask Zuo Si to customize one for her, no matter what the cost.

Her good sister Philna had the same idea.

Accompanied by the deafening cheers of the devils, this unprecedented battle finally entered its final stage.

Although ILSol tried to reorganize the army, the Archons suffered so many devastating blows today that many of them completely lost the will to fight and resist, and began to be captured in large numbers by the surging demons.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, he could only gather some of his remaining troops and retreat, abandoning the second level and retreating to the third level which he ruled. At the same time, he reported the super weapons used by the devils to the Seven Fierce Councils of Heaven.

ILS Ole believed that as long as this report spread throughout the good camp, the rest of the good planes would take immediate action.

…

On the other side, in the royal palace of Port Calin.

Zuo Si was staring with a very strange look at Talona, who was standing in front of him, at a loss like a little girl who had made a mistake, and his abstract little son who was asking him about the "meaning of life."

After half a minute, he asked in an uncertain tone: "Didn't I tell you to let me know in advance when he's about to be born?"

"I'm sorry, the situation was too complicated and I couldn't inform you immediately." Talona defended herself in a low voice.

But the boy next to her ruthlessly exposed her lie.

"No, that's not right. Mother deliberately didn't let her men inform you, father."

moment!

Talona showed off her unique skill of changing her face, first from nervousness to surprise, and then from surprise to anger.

She couldn't believe that this ungrateful little bastard dared to betray her.

"Hahahaha! Interesting! This is so interesting!"

Little Annie, who was hiding in the corner watching the fun, couldn't help but burst into laughter. The more she looked at her new brother, the funnier he became.

"My dear daughter, could you please not cause trouble at this time?"

Zuo Si glared at the girl unhappily.

"Oh, I see."

Little Annie quickly made a motion of zipping her mouth and then pretended to be serious.

But she couldn't hide her expression of trying not to laugh.

As the saying goes, those who watch the excitement are not afraid of bigger troubles.

What's more, his strong old father is also involved here.

However, Zuo Si obviously didn't have time to pay attention to his daughter who was gloating over her misfortune. He asked Talona directly: "Don't you want to explain?"

"Is it any use explaining it now?"

The goddess seemed to be in a desperate mood. She sat down on a chair, picked up a piece of fruit on the table and took a bite.

She was obviously well aware that with Zuo Si's intelligence, there was no possibility of his lying or making excuses from the moment his little bastard told the truth.

Instead of continuing to deny it, it is better to just admit it and try to get lenient treatment.

You know, as Zuo Si's power became stronger and stronger, Talona had already lowered her posture very low and never acted like a goddess.

There is even a little fear of making the other person angry.

"Why do you want to do this? I think you should be aware of the dangers involved."

Zuo Si continued to ask questions calmly.

He knew that since things had already happened, there was no point in getting angry or upset. The top priority now was to solve the problem rather than create conflicts.

Many people fail to distinguish the seriousness of the problem and just vent their emotions, which eventually exacerbates the problem that was not very serious.

As a person who claims to be rational, Zuo Si would certainly not make such a mistake.

Moreover, his youngest son did not seem to be rebellious at all. Instead, he had an indescribable sense of weirdness. As soon as they met, he raised very profound philosophical questions.

Because countless scholars and philosophers have explored the meaning of life in depth from various angles, but no one has been able to give a convincing standard answer, or a social consensus.

From a personal perspective, Zuo Si tends to believe that life itself has no meaning at all, but that "people" as the thinking subject forcibly give it meaning so that they have a reason to live.

Otherwise, what is the meaning of the lives of those babies who died soon after birth? Is the purpose of the lives of those poultry and livestock in slaughterhouses to provide meat for humans? Or is the purpose of the lives of animals locked up in zoos to be watched by people?

What is the purpose of the exploited people who are exploited by capital all their lives and eventually die in poverty, hunger and disease? Only if life itself has no meaning can these phenomena have a reasonable explanation.

But the question is, if life itself has no meaning, then why don't those who keep struggling choose to die? Why do they still live in pain?

Have some unrealistic hopes for the future?

Or is it simply biological instinct that drives us?

Or was it because he couldn't bear to give up the pleasure brought by the short-term enjoyment? Zuo Si himself obviously didn't know how to answer this question. He could only use Talona to delay time while thinking about the appropriate answer.

But Talona obviously didn't know this, and explained with a wry smile: "I just wanted him to be closer to me as a mother, but I obviously messed up."

"Okay, I think I know what's going on."

Zuo Si nodded slightly.

"You're not mad at me, are you?"

Talona looked at Zuo Si's eyes with some concern and tested him cautiously.

"No. Am I the kind of person who gets angry easily? Don't worry, you should go back and take care of the country that is in a panic. You don't have to worry about what's happening here."

Zuo Si reached out to help the goddess tidy up her hair that was messed up by the wind, and a reassuring smile appeared on his face.

Talona was obviously relieved when she saw this. She dropped the fruit core in her hand, glanced at her child out of the corner of her eye, and then turned away reluctantly.

She knew that the father and son would have a conversation next, and staying would only cause trouble.

After watching the goddess disappear from the continent of Faerun, Zuo Si stood up and said to his youngest son, "There are many meanings to life, and everyone has their own understanding. It's hard to give a definite answer. But I can show you a little bit. Are you willing to follow along?"

"With great pleasure!"

A faint light flashed in the boy's strange white pupils.

"Great. Let's get going right away. But before that, I have to ask you, do you have a name? If not, I can help you come up with one."

Zuo Si began to try to use psychological techniques and rhetoric to narrow the distance between the two.

Because he needs to determine his son's character and camp inclination before he can decide what kind of meaning of life he should show him.

"Well—just call me Mel."

The boy uttered a very casual name in a nonchalant tone.

Because this was the first life he killed and devoured before it was born, it was very memorable.

"Come with me, Myle. I assume you can already use the planeswalker spark to travel across the planes, correct?"

As he spoke, Zuo Si activated his planeswalker spark and plunged into the dark void.

Meyer followed closely behind without saying a word.

"Wait for me! I want to go too!"

Little Annie, who always loves to be in the crowd, obviously would not miss such an opportunity and followed.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them crossed the dark void and arrived at an alley in a modern metropolis that was slightly dark, nostalgic, and filled with pungent smells.

Before the two little guys could confirm what time and space they were in, a figure emerged from the darkness, rushed towards a homeless man who was curled up next to a trash can on the side of the road at lightning speed, took out a dagger that was shining with a cold light and stabbed him continuously.

Along with screams of pain, the homeless man's clothes were soaked with dark red blood.

But the man holding the dagger had no mercy at all. He stabbed the man a dozen times until the man stopped struggling and twitching. Then he threw the still warm body into the trash can and turned into another alley.

The entire killing process was simple, brutal, and swift. There was no communication from beginning to end, let alone robbery. The intention was to kill from the very beginning.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that someone would kill a worthless homeless person on the street.

"How, what do you feel?"

Zuo Si suddenly asked a question out of the blue.

"I felt the loss of life and the resentment that was lingering. The man who was killed didn't want to die, he wanted to live."

Meyer spoke directly about his most intuitive feelings.

Zuo Si sighed softly, "Yes, that homeless man wants to live. But do you know why he wants to live? After all, his life is so miserable that he can't see any hope or future at all."

"Because... he can get cheap physical pleasure from alcohol, drugs, gambling and sex?"

Meier asked back in an uncertain tone.

"Hehe, you're only partially right.

Another part is that he saw some scenes that he shouldn't have seen and tried to use them to blackmail another person for a huge sum of money.

With this money, he can escape from his current miserable situation and live the life of luxury and debauchery he has always dreamed of.

But unfortunately, he forgot one thing, that is, since the other party was a rich man, why would he accept blackmail instead of directly hiring someone to kill him?

After all, this is the famous Gotham City, a paradise for all kinds of criminals, perverts, gangsters, psychopaths and lunatics.

So he died, at the hands of a small-time thug who was willing to kill for $2,000."

After that, Zuo Si once again turned his gaze to his youngest son and asked with a smile: "Can you tell me what the meaning of this homeless man's life is?"

Maier lowered his head and thought for a moment, then quickly answered, "The meaning of his life is to pursue the ultimate pleasure. For this, he is willing to risk being killed."

“Yes, this is the meaning of life.

Although it is boring and vulgar, it is the most true portrayal of the inner world of many mortals.

For this type of people, earning money through work or other means is simply for the purpose of spending it in exchange for all kinds of luxury.

Their brains are completely alienated, turning them into demons who are unable to suppress their inner desires.

The most typical characteristic of this type of people is that they usually have a short lifespan.

The more they try to avoid death, the closer they are to it.”

When saying this, there was an obvious hint of naked and undisguised contempt in Zuo Si's tone.

Although he is not an ascetic and often satisfies his desires, he looks down on those who are completely consumed by desires.

After all, people's happiness threshold has an upper limit, and it will become less and less sensitive depending on the intensity of the stimulation, and ultimately it will require something extremely twisted and perverted to satisfy it.

Therefore, those who pursue extreme pleasure will inevitably become perverts in the end.

"It turns out that enjoyment is a meaning of life..."

Maile muttered quietly, his eyes gleaming with curiosity as he looked at the homeless man's body.

Obviously, compared to the extremely kind-hearted Sub-Sky people and the extremely evil demons, the thoughts and behaviors of these mortals are what he is interested in.

Because the complexity of human nature is not static, but constantly oscillates between good and evil, order and chaos.

Especially Gotham, this big melting pot, is simply the perfect stage for all kinds of extreme human nature.

"Ahem - Father, there is a pair of eyes in the alley behind us staring at us with ill intentions." Little Annie coughed loudly to remind him.

"She's just a little kitty who holds a grudge. Just let her follow you. It doesn't matter."

Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly.

He had already noticed Catwoman jumping down from a nearby building, and he also knew why she was following him from a distance.

After all, ever since he was forcibly injected with the beast curse, he would transform into a cat-man and become extremely beastly every full-moon night.

This situation obviously made it even more difficult for Catwoman, who already had many cat-like habits, to control herself.

When the long-missing culprit reappears, one naturally can't help but want to try to get an antidote or something like that.

"As you wish."

Little Annie obviously didn't think of a beastman as a big threat. After turning around and taking a look at the black figure on the roof, she ignored the other party.

Led by Zuo Si, the three of them continued along the alley.

It can be seen that with the completion of the destruction and reconstruction caused by the last Doomsday, Gotham City, which had originally had a better security situation, has once again returned to its old state.

I have to say, this damn place is pretty damn toxic.

You have to know that the current Gotham has not only one Batman Bruce Wayne, but also the Batman he brought from another timeline, and the Sun Knight Davian.

But what is the result?

Gotham is still the same Gotham, with the same old formula and taste, nothing has changed at all.

Various crimes, murders, gang fights and gray industries are rampant in the streets.

After walking only a few blocks, Zuo Si witnessed three more murders. Two of them were gangs dealing with traitors, and one was a drug addict who strangled his girlfriend to death while high.

In addition, there were also people trying to sell him various small white pills of unknown origin and purpose, which were said to make people feel super good.

In short, there is nothing that won't happen in Gotham, except what you can't imagine.

Just as Zuo Si was showing his son the rich diversity of the city and the various bad people's understanding of the meaning of life, a familiar voice suddenly dropped from the sky, landed steadily on the ground with the help of a hang glider, and then a specially processed low voice echoed in his ears.

"When did you come back?"

"Just now. I have to say, you showed up a little earlier than I expected. Why, have you been free lately?"

Zuo Si raised his head and looked with a smile at the pair of eyes full of confusion and awe under the other person's bat helmet.

Needless to say, the person who came was none other than the guardian of this city, the famous Batman - Bruce Wayne.

Obviously, through various high-tech means, he discovered Zuo Si's arrival, so he immediately put down other things at hand and rushed over as soon as possible.

After all, even if all the criminals, psychopaths and lunatics in Gotham City were combined, the damage they could cause would be far less than that of a single finger of the great devil in front of them.

"Who are these two children?"

Bruce Wayne subconsciously locked his eyes on little Annie and Mel.

If it were someone else, they might have treated the two little guys as ordinary minors.

But he knew that being able to walk calmly with Zuo Si through the alleys of Gotham at night could never be described as ordinary.

As a person who likes to collect intelligence and formulate various targeted strategies when he is free, he immediately wants to find out the other party's identity, origin, strength, weakness and other information out of professional habit.

After all, it's better to be prepared…