"How do you want me to express my sincerity?"
Tiamat stopped and a faint smile appeared in her two black onyx eyes.
As the human form of the three incarnations, she is now the Dark Lady, dressed as a typical Muran-derived human female mage, with both her robes and hair in a dark, non-reflective color.
Although she is definitely considered a beauty in the eyes of most humanoid creatures, for some reason she always gives people a very strange feeling.
Especially the proportions of the facial features, one can vaguely feel the evil and terror hidden beneath the appearance, but at the same time it has an inexplicable strong attraction.
It is like a burning flame, attracting "moths" to rush forward one after another to seek death.
Selfish!
greedy!
insidious!
cunning!
There is also the ruthlessness of using any means to achieve the goal, and the meanness of treating all believers and mortals as consumables and pawns!
There is no doubt that this evil dragon god is almost identical to the devil in nature, thoughts and behavior.
No wonder Asmodeus allowed her to serve as the lord of the first layer of hell, and even let one of her direct descendants become one of the eight demon generals who hold the supreme command of the bloody battle.
Since Tiamat is so closely aligned with the plane of Hell, and even established her kingdom on the front line of a bloody battle, she can be considered, to some extent, to be deeply bound to the devil.
This means that it doesn't matter whether she has reached any agreement with Asmodeus behind the scenes.
Just like after Zuo Si himself became the lord of the ninth layer and brought unprecedented development to the entire hell plane, Asmodeus also gave him almost more than 90 percent of his trust.
As for why it is not 100%...
Sorry, the only person the devil can trust 100% is himself.
It is already a great achievement to be able to give about 50% trust to other people.
This is also the reason why Asmodeus said that Zuo Si had already been a devil when they first met.
Because deep down, he never trusts anyone except himself, even the creatures summoned by the Mage Cards.
After all, although these summoned creatures will remain 100% loyal to the planeswalker subjectively, it does not mean that their memories and consciousness cannot be controlled and tampered with by magic.
Looking at the amused and teasing expression on Tiamat's face, Zuo Si glanced at the gems and artifacts piled on the surface of the golden mountain, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I am not a picky person.
Whether it is the gems that can be used as top-notch spellcasting materials, or these artifacts that come from unknown worlds;
Or it may come from your own divine power; it's OK for me.
Once you show your support, I will naturally give you the corresponding trust.
After all, there is no reward without hard work, right? "
moment!
Tiamat's face darkened, and she raised her eyebrows and threatened with a slightly annoyed tone: "How dare you try to take these treasures? Do you know what happened to the last guy who did that?"
"Why not? Don't forget, we are talking about a deal and trust, not stealing, robbing or cheating. And I am also getting the compensation I deserve in an upright way."
Zuo Si was not at all intimidated by the other party's fierce reaction, and continued to talk with a fearless look.
There was no doubt that he was testing the patience and restraint of the Evil Dragon God by angering him, and then using this to judge the real intention behind his sweet words.
You should know that in the eyes of many evil dragons, treasure is sometimes more important than their own lives.
Tiamat, who combines the characteristics of all color dragons, is the best among them.
When he gets jealous, he will even show up in person to rob his allied Githyanki fleet of magical ships that have just returned from looting a world.
Therefore, any attempt to spy on the treasures in front of her would likely immediately trigger her crazy hostility and attack.
But what's interesting is that Tiamat actually controlled her temper, raised her chin slightly, and responded meaningfully: "You are right.
We are talking about a deal and trust, and you are indeed qualified to make conditions in front of me.
But forget about the treasures, I won't share them with anyone.
Not even a penny!
In contrast, I can grant you some extra power.
If I remember correctly, you once devoured a blue dragon when you were still a mortal, and thus gained the ability to transform into a giant dragon, right?
Now show it.”
"As you wish!"
As he took off his hood, Zuo Si's body began to expand rapidly, and after a while he turned into a two-headed infernal dragon, one red and one blue.
"Ah! Look at this majestic body! The hard scales are full of magical power! And the claws and teeth are sharp enough to tear through gold!
You look so beautiful right now! Even more attractive than any of my previous spouses..."
Tiamat walked up with graceful steps, raised her hand and stroked the terrifying beast in front of her, which exuded amazing deterrence with the power of the hell plane. At the same time, she stretched out her tongue and kept licking her lips, which seemed to be painted with black and red lipstick. Her mental state was obviously a little too excited.
As the Queen of Dragons, reproducing and expanding the number of colorful dragons has always been one of her sacred duties.
The powerful male dragons selected in the kingdom, in addition to serving as guards, have the most important responsibility of mating with Tiamat, satisfying her strong desires, and providing her with excellent genes in order to create more evil dragon descendants.
Although most of these descendants cannot be considered sons of God, they are merely dragon creatures created by Tiamat, such as the Prince of Colors who can often be seen in Hell.
But it is undeniable that creatures hatched from the eggs laid by the Dragon Queen, even if they are ordinary colored dragons that look no different from their peers, will often gain stronger bodies or spellcasting abilities when they grow up.
Apparently, Zoth's dragon form gave Tiamat a desire to mate with him and create some more powerful offspring.
Unfortunately, Zuo Si had no interest in this. He directly blocked the other party's dirty hands with his claws and reminded him in an emotionless tone: "I am not your spouse, and I don't want to play that role, so please get straight to the point."
"Haha, you are really as conservative as the rumors say in this regard.
But it doesn't matter, you can come to me anytime when you are interested.
Because I am very curious, whether the offspring born from our union will be closer to the devil or the dragon.
Now, let me give you the gift of some extra power."
As she spoke, Tiamat raised her hand and released a bolt of lightning that seemed to come from heaven, emitting a blinding white light.
The next second...
The white lightning turned into a beam of light, directly enveloping the huge body of the dragon.
moment!
Zuo Si felt the amazing energy contained therein.
There is no doubt that this is not lightning from heaven, but the purest divine power.
Whenever she wishes, Tiamat can transform it into a terrifying attack directed at her enemies.
Its power is far more devastating than the dragon breath exhaled from any head in her colorful dragon form.
Fortunately, these divine powers are now simply infused rather than used as weapons to deliver fatal blows.
Without any hesitation!
Zuo Si immediately activated the power of the Planeswalker Spark and began to transform the divine power, then distributed it to his body in dragon form.
After a while, a third head grew out from between the two necks.
Unlike the previous solid red and blue colors, this head has a colorful pattern, and it looks like a patchwork monster formed by piecing together the characteristics of five colored dragons.
Moreover, the length and size of the neck are at least one circle larger than the other two heads.
Needless to say, the function of this head is to spit out the breath of any kind of ancient color dragon, and its power is comparable to the flames and lightning spewed out by the other two heads.
Not only that!
When Zuo Si needs it, the three heads can spit at the same time, bringing together different types of energy to cause unimaginable mixed damage, and also pure magical energy damage.
Even the affected area will be expanded several times or even dozens of times due to the mixing of breath.
In addition, Zuo Si's body size in dragon form can also expand to a maximum of more than two hundred meters as needed.
The sharp barbs at the end of the tail can easily tear apart the bodies of most creatures, and it also contains a deadly toxin that reduces physical attributes.
The scales on the wings are as hard as a shield with magical protection, enough to resist and weaken all physical and magical attacks.
The small claw in the middle also became extremely flexible, just like having two extra hands. Not only can it be equipped with additional magic items, but it can also climb cliffs and caves like a bat.
Most importantly, Tiamat's divine power gave Zuo Si the ability to release a divine shield-like ability, which could effectively reduce the damage suffered when confronting the gods head-on.
In addition, he can also use this power to suppress all color dragons to a certain extent, and even completely control those targets that are not strong enough, making them obey him as they obey the evil dragon god.
It goes without saying that this is, to some extent, a typical voter template.
However, Zuo Si is different from other mortals. He can transform all forms of divine power through the power of sparks, thus cutting off the connection between the divine power and the original gods from the source.
The only thing that made me feel a little uncomfortable was controlling three heads at the same time with one consciousness.
You have to know that before he could control two heads with one consciousness, it took him a long time of practice to gradually master the technique.
Now I'm afraid I have to find time to practice again.
Moreover, based on the divine power that Tiamat instilled in him, Zuo Si roughly guessed some of the other party's intentions. He quickly recovered from the form of a dragon to that of a human with a hypocritical smile on his face.
"Thank you for this precious gift. I have sensed your sincerity, and now we can move on to the next stage."
The Dragon Queen had obviously seen this kind of face-changing skill many times.
In other words, there are few devils in Baator who do not master this "unique skill".
Therefore, she did not show any obvious reaction, but probed on her own: "You seem to be doing some research on the fusion of the blood of chromatic dragons and giant dragons from other worlds?"
"Yes, that's right. This plan started a long time ago, and now we finally have some results."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and admitted it openly.
Ever since the young dragons in the floating city that had grown for several months or even half a year appeared in the continent of Faerun as mounts, he had been mentally prepared for all kinds of intense reactions.
After all, there are so many completely tamed dragons gathered together that anyone who is not blind can see them.
Moreover, although these dragons seem to lack intelligence and do not have the innate spell-like abilities of real dragons, the power of their breath is not much worse than that of real dragons.
You don't need many, just a few can change the direction and even the outcome of a war.
Therefore, some ambitious forces and families secretly tried to contact the Amn government, offering high prices to purchase dragon eggs and taming technology.
But the final responses were all stern rejections without any room for bargaining.
They had no idea that the so-called "high price" they offered was actually not attractive to Zuo Si at all.
The latter wanted artifacts, magical knowledge and items, high-level gems that could be used as spellcasting materials, and magical metals such as refined gold and secret silver...
As for gold and gold coins, which are equivalent to wealth in the eyes of many people, they have no value at all to him.
"So would you mind collaborating with me on this?"
Tiamat leaned forward slightly, her eyes revealing strong anticipation.
Zuo Si shrugged and responded, "The cooperation you mentioned is too general. Could you be a little more specific?"
"What I mean is, I will provide you with some additional technology and dragon blood, and you will be responsible for integrating them all into the young dragon that can grow quickly, creating a new and perfect dragon species.
And as a planeswalker, it should be easy for you to find a world suitable for these new dragon species to thrive.
Then throw them all over to continuously expand the tribe.
When I need it one day, please return some of it to me.
The rest is all yours.
How about this, isn't it a good deal?"
The corners of Tiamat's mouth lifted slightly into an unsettling smile.
As the Dragon Queen who created the Prince of Color, Anur, a terrifying wandering god of death who can devour demiplanes, Drokos, a fallen being who has merged the characteristics of undead creatures, and Modukaval, a plunderer with devilish blood, her talent and ability in creating evil dragon species and offspring are obvious to all.
Therefore, as long as Tiamat joins, the research on the fusion of dragon blood will surely make great strides towards success at an unimaginable speed.
The only thing she needed to consider was what she was going to do with these grown dragons.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si immediately touched his chin and asked, "What do you mean by 'when needed'? Don't tell me you are going to launch a devastating massacre against the metal dragons of the continent of Faerun.
Or maybe destroy humans, elves, dwarves, halflings and gnomes, and return to the era when dragons ruled the world.
The gods would not allow that to happen.
I don't want to stand against them because of this matter."
Tiamat smiled and replied, “Don't get me wrong, I know where you stand, and I have no plans to use these dragons in Faerûn.
Because Io, the god above all gods of Toril, is too powerful, so powerful that he is beyond the limits of the gods' cognition.
Therefore, my goal in Faerun is simply to maintain my presence and influence, and I don't plan to do anything big.
In fact, the dragons are prepared to conquer other worlds.
They will be used to destroy and kill, to help me take more faith, power and authority.
Of course, there is more treasure.
In addition, as part of the cooperation, you must be responsible for helping me place the dragons in the corresponding worlds."
“Can all of this be written down in the contract?”
Zuo Si asked tentatively in an uncertain tone.
"Of course!"
Tiamat agreed without even thinking about it.
Unlike the native gods who are still fighting to the death in Toril.
She broke free a long time ago and began to turn her attention to the wider universe and other prime material planes.
Especially through the previous bloody battles between demons and devils, I got to know many mercenaries who came from afar to participate in the war.
Then, by reaching a deal with these mercenaries or manipulating them to return to their own world to preach, they can ultimately achieve their goal of establishing a church in the local area and gaining faith.
"In that case, let us sign a contract.
But let me be frank.
Since I contributed the most to this cooperation, I should naturally get the lion's share.
That is to say, when this batch of new dragon species is created, you can only own 20% of it, and the rest will belong entirely to me.
And my shipping is not free.
Whatever treasure you take from the conquered worlds, I will take half of it.
Zuo Si calmly put forward a series of additional requests.
As a member of the evil camp, he actually doesn't care about things like war, killing and conquest. The only thing he cares about is how much benefit he can get from it.
Anyway, the most important thing for the evil dragon god of the lawful camp is not the destruction of the entire world, but to establish an absolute rule similar to the Hell of Baator.
"You are too greedy! I want 40% of the dragon population, and I can only give you a quarter of the treasure."
Tiamat immediately went into bargaining mode.
Especially when talking about the distribution of treasure, obvious reluctance and pain emerged on her face, as if a piece of flesh had been cut off from her body.
In contrast, the ninth-level devils whotempt mortals to sign contracts are totally ignored.
"Twenty-five percent of the dragons, two-fifths of the treasures, this is my bottom line."
"No! No way! Thirty-five percent of the dragons, and at most one-third of the treasures. This is also my bottom line."
…
After a heated debate, the two sides finally reached conditions that were acceptable to both parties.
Regarding the dragon group, Zuo Si got 70% and Tiamat got 30%.
Zoth would take one third of the treasure, but would have the right of first choice, and Tiamat would take the remaining two thirds.
The next thing to do is to draft a contract to plug any possible loopholes in the house and then sign it.
After more than two hours, they finally signed their names at the end of a 15-meter-long scroll.
Boom! With a loud bang, the red flames instantly engulfed the long scroll, and in just a few seconds it was reduced to ashes.
The person responsible for supervising the execution of the contract is none other than Asmodeus, the lord of hell himself.
His face appeared directly in front of the two people in the form of flames, and then quickly disappeared.
Seeing that the contract had come into effect, Tiamat immediately handed the things she had prepared in advance to Zuo Si.
It includes more than one hundred dragon eggs of various colors, a large amount of dragon blood packed in different containers, and even a small bottle of the Dragon God's own blood, as well as a large amount of experimental data, transformation technology and dragon-specific magic needed to create new dragon species.
After glancing at the lab notes, Zuo Si immediately asked in a slightly surprised tone, "So... the three children of Tiamat rumored to be from the outside world are not actually your real children, but all created by magic and divine power? Even Anur, the oldest one who is said to have been born from your first breath, is no exception?"
“Hahahaha! You seem shocked?
There's nothing to be surprised about.
You who are intervening in the struggle among the Sons of Bhaal should be well aware that every time a child of God is created, the God himself must separate a part of his own essence.
The more separation there is, the stronger the Son of God will be, and vice versa.
So guess what, with my personality, would I separate myself from my divine essence?
The answer is obviously no.
Even my constituent, Tchazzar, is no exception.
He didn't get any of the divine power that truly belonged to me at all, but with my help he learned how to absorb and use the power of faith.
Because to me, all the color dragons in the entire universe are equivalent to my offspring, who can carry my power and consciousness anytime and anywhere when needed.
This means that I don't need to divide my power and can ensure that I will leave behind the seeds of resurrection when I am destroyed.
As long as there is a chromatic dragon in this universe, no god or quasi-divine power can truly kill me.
This is the uniqueness of the Dragon God, and it is also a huge advantage that other gods can never achieve."
As she said this, Tiamat opened her arms, revealing a strong sense of pride and honor.
Under normal circumstances, most humanoid creatures, when faced with the impact of divine power and divinity, often experience horrific scenes of physical and even spiritual collapse.
But powerful dragons are different. They can withstand forces far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
This is why, after the avatar was destroyed in the Time of Troubles, Tiamat was able to instantly disperse her remaining power among the three most powerful chromatic dragons in the region.
"I see!"
Zuo Si nodded in sudden realization.
In his opinion, God created the Son of God in order to leave a back door for himself to be resurrected after death.
For a god like Baal who is 100% sure that he is going to die, he will naturally try his best to create as many as he can, and ensure the smooth implementation of the resurrection plan by increasing the absolute number.
Bane was relatively conservative. He left behind a son of God just in case and helped him become a demigod.
The root cause is to preserve one's own sacred essence, which means leaving one or several backups.
In this regard, the same principle applies to the second generation magic goddess Mystra who mass-produces voters.
Unfortunately, her actions were of no use in front of Io, the god above gods, and Midnight eventually replaced her as the new goddess of magic.
But as the dragon god, Tiamat does not need to back herself up, because all the color dragons are her backups.
In terms of quantity and distribution, even Baal, who created thousands of Sons of Baal and was once worshipped as a fertility god, could not compare with him.
After figuring this out, Zuo Si quickly got up and said goodbye, leaving this cave full of wealth.
However, he did not rush back to Faerun, but went to a subsidiary plane on the ninth layer that was full of flames, lava rivers and huge craters.
In places where the geological conditions are relatively stable, you can see a large number of densely packed fully automated power plants rising from the ground, continuously providing an inexhaustible supply of energy to the expanding cyberpunk cities.
In addition, you can occasionally see many devils that are immune to fire damage jumping into the magma to scoop up some rare minerals, molten iron and various gems stuck in the cracks of the rocks that erupted from the ground.
Obviously, the biggest function of this subsidiary plane is to provide mineral resources and electricity for the entire ninth layer.
Due to the extremely harsh environment, most areas are a desolate, hot, and fiery doomsday scene. Even the devil is unwilling to stay here for too long.
After completing their daily workload, they would return to the vast urban area to enjoy a happy time.
However, their joy is slightly different from that of fallen mortals. They appreciate the fearful reactions of those unfortunate people who have unknowingly signed a debt that they cannot repay while indulging in desires and pleasures and are forcibly dragged away.
Obviously, Zuo Si came to this subsidiary plane for only one purpose, which was to use the most special soul at hand to create a unique form of a great devil and layer lord, and then use the sparkling oil to transform it into a red devil judge.
The mission of this red demon judge is to use the knowledge and technology obtained from Tiamat in this world of scorching heat and flames to secretly breed a new race, a powerful race that combines all the advantages of demons and dragons.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si took out a top-grade gemstone emitting a dark red glow from the bag he carried with him. He admired with interest the soul inside that was almost being tortured to death and kept making piercing screams. He smiled and greeted, "Long time no see, dear Onii-chan, how are you, did you miss me?"
"Kill me! Kill me now! What the hell do you want?"
Ob Nixilis pounded the gem's outer wall with all his might and roared heart-wrenchingly.
As a demonic planeswalker, he always thought that he was evil, cold-blooded and cruel enough.
They can even slaughter all the creatures in the world just to obtain the insignificant bit of life and magical energy in their bodies.
But after encountering Zuo Si, Ob Nixilis suddenly realized that he was far inferior to him in terms of evil.
Especially the mental torture of constantly giving hope and then extinguishing the hope with one's own hands and turning it into despair cannot be described in words.
You know, even when the Planeswalker Spark was sealed by the Lithomancer Nahiri and was trapped in Zendikar and unable to leave, he was not as desperate as he is now and longed for the relief of permanent death.
"Kill you? No, no, no, that would be such a waste. A soul like yours that exudes the purest and ultimate evil deserves a better ending."
Zuo Si had a chilling smile on his face. He stretched out his fingers and gently extracted the other person's soul from the gem. Then he drew all the energy stored in the ninth layer and injected it into it.
Along with it, a drop of No. 0 Shining Oil obtained from Zariel was also injected.
In the blink of an eye, Ob Nixilis's soul transformed from its original intangible form into a solid one.
The originally unique demonic form was being transformed into something closer to the devil at an unimaginable speed.
When the virtual body was completely transformed into a physical body, Zuo Si dripped a drop of his own blood and a drop of Tiamat's blood into the opponent's body.
The next second...
Ob Nixilis's entire body exploded with a loud bang, turning into flying flesh and bones.
I couldn't bear this tearing from my body to my soul, and I immediately wailed in pain: "Ah ...
Unfortunately, Zuo Si was not moved at all. Instead, he teased with a smile: "I think you don't understand what I'm doing to you, right? Okay, don't cry like a fragile little girl and make people annoyed.
Bear with it, all this pain is only temporary.
When it’s all over, you’ll find yourself stronger for it.”
"No!!!! I feel something is corroding my soul! What...what have you done?"
Ob Nixilis yelled in horror.
After the shattered body expanded to a certain size, the splattered flesh and bones began to pull out one thread after another from the inside, tightly connecting each other together.
Soon after, the silk threads began to become more and more numerous, slowly expanding the exploded body into a huge creature that combined the characteristics of a devil and a dragon.
The dark red oil also continued to devour more and more minerals in the surrounding magma, and began to build the Phyrexian oil engine circulation system from the inside.
Since this process was very slow, Zuo Si was able to use the magic provided by Tiamat to continuously stimulate the power of the dragon in the new creation, while also not forgetting to make certain modifications to its appearance.
I don’t know how much time had passed.
It could be a few hours, or it could be a day or two.
When a red dragon with multiple heads covered with heavy metal armor was finally completed, Zuo Si showed a satisfied expression: "Not bad! The final result is much better than I expected.
This is much more powerful than those enhanced and modified intelligent dragon-shaped engines.
Especially the red mana that fills the body, which can definitely release devastating destructive power in an instant.
If combined with the power of the Lords of the Hell Planes, it might come in handy in the final battle with Nicol Bolas."
"Father……"
The fully transformed Ob Nixilis knelt on the ground to show his obedience to the master of the Shining Oil, his whole body emitting a terrifying heat that was enough to melt and vaporize steel and rock.
Although the memories in his mind were intact at the moment, the oil had permanently changed his thinking, consciousness and cognition.
"I have a task for you now." Zuo Si said bluntly.
"No problem! No matter what the task is, I will do my best and ensure that you will not be disappointed."
As he said this, Ob Nixilis began to control his body and slowly changed from a dragon form to a devil form. He looked like a half-fire elemental creature wrapped in a scarlet metal can.
The only features that can be confirmed are the huge wings extending from its back and the thick tail that looks like a long flaming whip.
Of course, these two places are also wrapped in metal that has been heated to a reddish color.
As for the chest and abdomen, you can clearly hear the huge roar of the oil engine working inside.
Admiring Ob Nixilis's new form and the terrifying explosive power contained in his body, Zuo Si handed him all the information needed to create a new race and reminded him, "Remember, this research must be conducted in secret and no one else must know about it. I authorize you to close the entire level when you think it is necessary and prohibit all intelligent creatures, including demons, from approaching."
"I understand! With these materials and knowledge, it won't be long before I can give you a satisfactory explanation.
But are you sure that the fallen souls of mortals can really endure such pain? I always feel that they may collapse and die before they can last more than one-third of the way. "
Ob Nixilis questioned with a frown on his face.
"Don't worry. I will have Mecanthus select the most evil, cruel, and thoroughly corrupted souls and send them to you as experimental materials. Don't be afraid of failure! We have plenty of souls that can be used as consumables."
After saying that, Zuo Si patted the other person's shoulder to show encouragement, then controlled the clone to return to the building in the center of the cyberpunk city and kept the body in a secret room.
In a flash, the soul and consciousness were transferred to the clone in the floating city.
The moment he opened his eyes and woke up, the first thing he saw was Isadora lying on his chest.
"You've been staying here all this time?"
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise and gently pushed the girl away, then began to put on his clothes and equipment.
"Yeah! I'll stay here with you when I'm free."
A faint blush appeared on the girl's face, and her tone was filled with a strong sense of happiness.
Hearing this, Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably, and he asked without raising his head: "You didn't do anything strange to this soulless and unconscious clone, did you?"
"Of course not! I'm not a pervert. I'll just hug you for a while at most."
Isadora hastened to defend herself.
It's a pity that her explanation is worse than no explanation at all.
You should know that all of Zuo Si's clones, without exception, remain naked when not activated, so that they can put on their equipment as soon as possible.
In addition, the clone has no breathing or heartbeat when it is not activated, and is basically a living corpse without any life signs.
Therefore, even hugging can be classified as extreme perversion or even necropilia.
But considering Isadora's mental state, she was quite restrained by not taking further action.
Therefore, although Zuo Si felt a little nervous, he did not say much. He just secretly made up his mind to hide his clone in a place where the other party could not find it next time.
After all, every time the soul is transferred and consciousness wakes up, you can see someone in close contact with you. That feeling is really too scary.
Even if the other person is a young, beautiful girl who is madly infatuated with him.
Isadora obviously didn't know that her actions had aroused someone's strong vigilance. Instead, after Zuo Si was dressed, she immediately leaned over and gave him a kiss. She hugged Zuo Si's neck like a pendant and asked with a smile: "Sos, did you come to the floating city this time to visit me, or do you have something to deal with?"
"What do you think?"
Zuo Si asked back while pinching the girl's cheek affectionately.
"Hehe! I certainly hope it's the former. But unfortunately, with your personality, this possibility is very low."
Isadora obviously enjoyed this intimate interaction and winked playfully.
"You guessed right. I came here to deliver some things to those experts for research. Let's go to the Magic Gene Research Institute."
After saying that, Zuo Si slapped the girl's butt hard, signaling her to get off him.
Bang! After a crisp sound, Isadora, who was suddenly attacked, immediately let out a piercing scream: "Ah!!!!!!!!!"
Then, with a flushed face, he loosened the arm that was around his neck and stroked the place where he had been hit with his right hand. There was even a hint of excitement in his pain.
Her strange reaction caught Zuo Si off guard. He was stunned for a moment and even wondered if this girl had awakened some strange habit.
If this is the case, then perhaps we could consider giving the whip obtained from the sadistic goddess Lovita to Isadora for her to use.
Fortunately, Isadora quickly returned to normal, and the two of them left the most secret area of the central tower shoulder to shoulder and came to the outside of the floating city.
Unlike a few months ago when it still maintained a relatively normal style, the current Plantia Floating City is already a far cry from its original appearance.
In particular, the various strange-shaped flying vehicles that kept coming in and out, the weapons that were being tested, and the monsters created through magic, genetic technology, and sparkling oil, densely occupied the entire sky.
Thousands of dragon creatures are flying freely in this world that was once ravaged and destroyed by plague. Various almost extinct animals and livestock are also recovering rapidly with the help of cloning technology, bringing unprecedented vitality.
There is no doubt that Zuo Si's civilization restart plan has been quite successful to this point.
If nothing unexpected happens, a few hundred years later the whole world will once again be bathed in the great glory of civilization...
(End of this chapter)
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