It took Bruce Wayne a full five minutes to digest this extremely shocking and subversive information.
Although he had guessed this before, for example, Zuo Si and Davian might come from an unknown planet in outer space like Superman, he never expected that the truth would be so outrageous.
Zuo Si picked up the glass and drank the little champagne left in it, and responded in a very relaxed tone: "I am indeed not from this world.
But believe it or not, I am a human being, at least I used to be.
And I can tell you very clearly that this world is far more complicated and dangerous than you can imagine.
In addition to Superman, who you see as a threat, there is a female demigod who has been confirmed to be walking on earth.
Her father is Zeus, the king of gods in Greek mythology, and her mother is the legendary Amazon Queen.
As early as during the First World War, she was active on the battlefield and defeated her brother, the god of war Ares, who tried to provoke a war and make humans kill each other.
There is also an underwater civilization built by the ancient Atlantis hidden in the deepest part of the Atlantic Ocean.
The power and technology they possess can easily create a tsunami that destroys everything and wipes out the civilization built by humans on the surface.
Shortly before General Zod's invasion, a lucky young man was accidentally struck by lightning and gained the power of speed, able to run at a speed close to or even faster than light, and even reverse time to the past.
Most importantly, there are three Mother Boxes from Apokolips on Earth.
Perhaps you don't quite understand what this means with the information you currently have.
But just know that Darkseid, the ruler of Apokolips, is one of the most terrifying beings in the universe and also the most powerful new god.
He had visited the Earth when he was young. It was only after a group of old gods including Zeus and Ares, Amazons, Atlanteans, humans, and the Green Lantern Corps, the guardians of the universe, joined forces to defeat him.
And the Mother Box is what is left over from that time.
Believe me, when Darkseid comes again one day, the world will know what true despair is.
To sum up, if you want to be strong enough to protect the world when a crisis comes, you will need all kinds of knowledge, power and help.
And I am someone who can provide those things.”
"What about the price? What is the price?"
Bruce Wayne asked with a serious expression.
He was not the kind of fool who was so naive as to believe in good things like pie falling from the sky, and he did not think that a guy who claimed to be a devil would be kind enough to provide help for free.
"The price is that from now on you must always be within my observation range and answer all the questions I ask directly without any evasion or concealment.
Because I want to understand your thoughts and emotions, the logic and motivations behind all your actions.
And the tiniest and most subtle changes within you.
And most importantly, what exactly led you to choose to become Batman instead of simply becoming Bruce Wayne.
That's not a very hard proposition to accept, is it?"
After saying this, Zuo Si gently placed the empty wine glass in his hand back on the table.
Seeing this, Alfred immediately picked up the bottle of champagne, walked over, poured about half a glass, then stepped back and continued to perform his duties as a butler in silence.
Zuo Si said thank you with a smile.
Bruce Wayne frowned and remained silent for a while. He watched the other party drink up all the champagne in the glass, and then he spoke again to test: "Why are you so interested in my mental and psychological state?"
Zuo Si replied nonchalantly: “Because you are really special.
In some highly idealistic worlds, this complexity, contradiction, and almost crazy persistence alone are enough to become a god or some special form of divine power.
So you are a very valuable research sample and are not replicable.
Through my research on you, I can gain some inspiration.
Of course, if you are willing to sell your soul after death, I will be happy to offer a high price. "
"Haha, so I'm pretty valuable?"
After confirming that the other party's target was actually him, Bruce Wayne finally couldn't help but burst into self-deprecating laughter.
The reason is very simple! From the moment he put on the bat mask, he had already put his life and death and even his soul aside.
So I don't mind selling my soul for a good price when necessary.
“Believe me, in the endless multiverse, there will be countless demons fighting for your soul.
Because those precious souls that truly radiate dazzling brilliance are truly priceless treasures.
It is not certain that one will be born among billions, tens of billions, hundreds of billions, or even trillions of people.
Finally, I wish us a pleasant cooperation.
In addition, the twelve magic potions in this potion box will be given to you as the first batch of gifts.
Goodbye, dear Batman.
I hope you can provide me with more interesting inspiration and research directions in the next series of events. "
After saying that, Zuo Si gently placed the gift he had prepared in advance on the table. Then he stood up and kicked Artio, who was still eating. The man and the bear disappeared from the spot in an instant.
"Magic potion?"
Bruce Wayne first stared at the place where the other party disappeared for a while, and then subconsciously opened the lid of the medicine box, and found twelve transparent containers like test tubes inside.
Each one has a label on it with words like healing, life extension, regeneration, protection, disease removal, poison removal, and overall physical fitness enhancement written on it in English.
You can roughly guess its specific function by looking at the name.
Out of curiosity about the magic potion, the old man picked up the bottle with the life extension label, raised his head and asked in an uncertain tone: "How do I use this thing?"
"Drink it."
Davian gave the answer without hesitation.
Hearing this, Bruce immediately turned his gaze to the old butler and asked half-jokingly: "Alfred, would you mind helping me taste these potions?"
"It's my pleasure!"
The butler bowed gracefully, then walked straight forward, took the life-extending potion, opened the seal, and drank the liquid inside that was sparkling with life and arcane light in one breath.
In a flash!
His gray hair and the wrinkled and sagging skin on his face suddenly regained their youth and health in just a few seconds, and an unprecedented energy surged from his stomach to his whole body.
After a while, the old man, who was originally in his seventies, actually recovered to the appearance of about 45 to 50 years old.
Especially the strong heartbeat and the tight muscles all over the body, all came back at once.
“It’s unbelievable!”
Looking at his reflection in the mirror in the distance, Alfred couldn't help but exclaim.
Bruce Wayne, who witnessed all this with his own eyes, revealed an excitement that could not be concealed.
After all, the old butler is the last family member who accompanied him growing up after his parents were murdered, and he is also the most capable helper after he put on the mask and became Batman.
Over the years, as Alfred grew older and more incapable, he was terrified that one day he would wake up and find that the other person was not by his bed as usual, but lying somewhere like a cold corpse.
There is no way, birth, aging, sickness and death are the irresistible laws of nature.
Even the heir to the Wayne Group, who owns billions, cannot prevent this day from coming.
But now, Bruce Wayne suddenly found that he seemed to have found a way to prolong Alfred's life and let this old butler who played the role of a father stay with him forever.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath to calm down, and asked the Sun Knight who was standing still, "How can I get another bottle of this life-extending potion?"
Davian answered without hesitation: "Two ways. One is to provide the master with something that interests him, including but not limited to technology, materials, knowledge, and technology. The other is to satisfy him with your performance."
"Then how can I perform to satisfy him?" Bruce Wayne continued to ask.
It was obvious that through studying the modified and upgraded bat armor, he did not think that he could provide the skills, materials, knowledge and technology that would interest a powerful demon.
"I'm sorry, I don't know much about this. Maybe you can consider getting some inspiration from that book."
As he spoke, Davian glanced at the large book on the table.
The corners of Bruce Wayne's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he shook his head without hesitation: "That's absolutely impossible. I will never be that kind of liar and devil."
"Okay, whatever you want. I've already given you some advice. It's up to you whether you want to follow it or not. Besides, controlling public opinion to guide people's thinking is just a common method. There's no good or evil in itself."
Davian acted as if he didn't care.
Since he has followed his master for the longest time, he knows very well that the highest level of manipulating public opinion is not lying, but selectively telling the truth and then misleading others to infer a completely wrong result based on their own imagination.
For example, if you tell someone that you are going to send him to the Warhammer universe, there is a high probability that this person will rush up to fight you to the death or even die together with you.
Because that unfortunate place is not a place for humans to live in, and what's even worse is that even if you die, you can't rest in peace.
But if you put it another way, telling him that he is going to a world of swords (chainswords) and magic (warp psychic power), where there is not only the glorious and powerful human empire that has stood for thousands of years, but also beautiful and sexy elves (Eldar), savage and bloodthirsty orcs (Orks), undead creatures (Necrons), all kinds of hideous monsters (Tyranids and Aliens), and true gods (Chaos) Gods) who have great power and can bestow power and blessings on believers, perhaps this person will choose to accept it or even agree with pleasure.
After all, based on this limited information, the other party will most likely picture a medieval background in his mind, like the continent of Faerun.
In this field, Zuo Si can definitely be regarded as an absolute master.
If Batman could make good use of his status as the only heir to the Wayne Group, manipulate the media through the power of money, and slowly change the thinking and values of most people in Gotham City, the situation would definitely be much better than it is now.
But unfortunately, this guy defined himself as a criminal from the very beginning, a dark knight who could only live in people's fear.
He cuts Batman and Bruce Wayne in half, then plays both roles at once like a schizophrenic.
Just when Davian was complaining that the guy in front of him didn't know how to use his own advantages, Bruce Wayne suddenly asked, "So from today on, you will listen to my orders?"
"Yes."
The Sun Knight answered in the affirmative without hesitation.
"Even if I have to fight Superman?" Bruce Wayne confirmed again.
Davian nodded seriously: "That's right. Whether you want to be Superman, or you want to overthrow this country or even rule the world, I will support you without reservation. Unless one day the master loses interest in you."
"So what are your abilities? Can you describe them in detail?"
Bruce Wayne is undoubtedly very curious about this new assistant with powerful strength.
Because he had taken the test more than once, but failed every time, and was even beaten so badly that he had to lie in bed for a month or two and couldn't get up.
Even the missiles fired by the Batfighter didn't leave any damage at all.
"You can understand that I am equivalent to the sun or the sun god." Davian said in a very calm tone.
"Is this some kind of metaphor?"
Bruce Wayne showed a hint of confusion, obviously not fully understanding what the former meant.
Davian noticed this and patiently explained, "No, it's just a simple description. I can transform into a sun, a star that is huge enough to swallow a planet, melting, burning and evaporating everything with scorching temperatures. And I can also perform almost all magic, divine arts, and powerful quasi-divine powers."
"You are a star like the sun?!"
Even though Bruce Wayne had seen many big scenes, he was still shocked by this information.
"To be precise, it was the master who gave me the power of the sun.
If you want to ask me who is more powerful between me and Superman, I can only say that he is not my opponent at the moment.
But considering that as a Kryptonian he can draw endless power from the sun, a fight between us would have little consequence.
The most important thing is that he will become stronger and stronger in battle, until it is beyond your comprehension."
Davian obviously knew what was going on in Batman's mind, so he told him everything he knew.
To a large extent, he and Superman are actually the perfect combination, and they can exert a power far greater than one plus one equals two.
"Okay, I think I know what to do."
Bruce Wayne crossed his hands and supported his chin, with a chilling light flashing in his eyes.
Needless to say, he already had a plan in his mind that would make this god on earth bleed.
…
At the same time, far away in another city, in a huge spaceship left behind by the Kryptonian army's invasion of the earth, another genius, Lex Luthor, was conducting his own crazy research on General Zod's body.
Standing aside and admiring this scene was none other than the vampire queen Badi.
Of course, she is not called this name now, but has adopted the pseudonym Warren.
With the help of his converted descendants, he successfully captured the top person in charge of this secret project approved by the US government.
Through his funding of Lex Luthor, Badi has successfully obtained a large amount of information about the Kryptonian's body structure, organs, cells, genetic genes, etc.
All of these things will be sent back to the scientific research team led by Jinji Tasha as important reference data.
Now her only hope was that this guy could create a Doomsday that was even more powerful and terrifying than the original, a true monster that even Superman couldn't kill.
Poor Lex Luthor obviously hasn't realized that he is being used, and he is in a state of extreme excitement.
After he finished today's experiment, covered the body again and put down the kryptonite knife in his hand, he exclaimed with satisfaction: "What an incredible physiological structure! These alien cells are like natural batteries, which can directly absorb the radiation and wavelengths of the sun and convert them into energy for storage. Their god-like strength and speed are given by this energy."
"Can one be called a god just by having power?" The Vampire Queen asked with a smile.
Lex Luthor suddenly burst into a neurotic laugh.
“Hahahahahaha!
No, of course not.
God needs to have divinity and requires faith and worship.
These ordinary Kryptonians certainly don't deserve the title of God.
But Superman is different. In a way, he is already a god on earth.
Listening to the almost fanatical praise and cheers from the mortals outside, isn't this a vigorous movement to create a god? Imagine those red eyes. I believe they can see through me, as if I am just an obstruction.
But what about when we look at him?
We saw what no one could ever be! I saw the end!
The end of our human potential!
The end of all our achievements!
The end of all our dreams!
Superman is our nightmare!
Moreover, from the perspective of the country and all mankind, are we going to entrust our life and death to the kindness and morality of God?
It took me a long time to figure out that if God is omniscient and omnipotent, then he cannot be completely good.
If he were perfectly good he could never be omniscient and omnipotent."
It was not difficult to hear from that impassioned voice that this evil genius was filled with disgust and hatred towards Superman.
But the Vampire Queen didn't care at all. Instead, she smiled and agreed, "You are right. Superman is an uncontrollable dangerous factor, so we launched this project. Tell me, how long will it take to create a weapon that can restrain Superman?"
"Very soon, ma'am. I swear on my life that it will give you the greatest satisfaction."
Lex Luthor gave a solemn promise.
"Very good. Remember, this plan must be kept strictly confidential, and not even a little information is allowed to be released to the outside world. In addition, in view of your recent outstanding performance, I have decided to give you a small reward."
As he spoke, Badi gently handed a portion of Superman's blood that he had prepared long ago to the other party.
Lex Luthor took a quick look and immediately realized what it was. A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face, and his hands trembled slightly uncontrollably. He stammered, "This... This couldn't be..."
The Vampire Queen nodded meaningfully: "You guessed it right. This is a piece of Superman's blood, which contains the Kryptonian Life Code that General Zod wants to get at all costs. Now, it's yours. Work hard and don't let me down."
"It is the greatest honor of my life to serve you!"
Lex Luthor took the test tube containing Superman's blood and bowed deeply.
Because of this thing, he can make the Doomsday he planned to create even more powerful, even completely surpassing Superman.
"Keep going, I look forward to your final results."
After saying this, Badi turned around, walked through the door, along the corridor and disappeared around the corner.
The extremely excited Lex Luthor did not notice at all that when she left, she injected the warp oil that was invisible to the naked eye into General Zod's body.
This thing is like a hidden seed.
When Doomsday begins to conceive and give birth to a soul, it will begin to attempt to complete it on a mental and spiritual level.
By then adding a little ordinary sparkling oil, the new Doomsday will become Zuo Si's property.
Just as the new script for Superman vs. Batman was being prepared, a small shuttle on the floating city of Mutahar had just flown into outer space with more than sixty Superman offspring created through artificial insemination, and then threw them out of the cabin one by one to face the solar energy that had not been filtered by the atmosphere.
Although these little guys may look only two or three years old at the youngest and no more than five years old at the oldest, they have been exposed to high-intensity solar radiation since they were still fertilized eggs, and basically all the abilities that should be unlocked have been unlocked.
Whether it's heat vision, X-ray vision or super hearing and the ability to fly.
However, to be on the safe side, and to prevent these superhuman descendants who could make a lot of noise from causing chaos, the diary prevented the mad scientists from wanting to wake them up and conduct a series of experiments.
Right now, these little guys who are being ripened in the artificial womb are still in a deep sleep, receiving forced indoctrination of knowledge and values.
They are growing at a very fast pace and will soon enter puberty.
That would be the best time to wake it up.
Looking at the images transmitted from the shuttle back to the laboratory, Zuo Si, who had just returned, stroked his chin and commented with interest: "These artificially inseminated hybrids seem to be in good condition."
“Indeed.
I have checked and they are all healthy and do not have any underlying genetic defects.
Some of these special cases even absorbed an astonishing five times more solar energy.
This means that in two months at most, the first batch can leave the cultivation chamber and start the second phase of the experiment."
When saying this, Jinjitasha's tone was full of strong anticipation.
After all, the current descendants of Superman are not simply a combination of humans and Kryptonians, but also include elves, dragons, demons, orcs, giants, trolls, celestial creatures, and Primarchs.
This means that in addition to superhuman abilities, they will also inherit the talents and powers from the other half of their bloodline.
As a mad scientist, this blue judge of New Phyrexia is more eager than anyone to test his "masterpieces" and then extract genetic material for cross-matching to breed the next generation.
Through this method of trial and error, the most perfect superman is created, and this is used as a sample for cloning until an unrivaled ultimate army is built.
Zuo Si nodded in satisfaction. "Great. Remember to pick out the best one. I have other plans. Oh, by the way, I have a sample of the Hulk's blood. Perhaps you can consider using it in your research on the Orcs."
"Hulk's blood?!"
Jinji Taxia took the green liquid enclosed in the sealed container, and his two electronic eyes suddenly began to flash strange light.
After about ten seconds, he finally suggested, "I think this blood sample should not be limited to the research of orcs. You can also take out a part of it and use it in the Doomsday Project."
"You mean... to use this angry blood to make the soon-to-be-born power of Doomsday even stronger?"
Zuo Si instantly understood what this heavyweight subordinate wanted to express.
As we all know, in the DC movie universe, Doomsday was created by Lex Luthor using his own blood, the body of General Zod, and finally the genetic technology carried on the Kryptonian spacecraft.
It's not a weapon of destruction created by Kryptonian scientists that is almost impossible to kill.
Like Superman, it also has a fatal weakness, kryptonite.
Now, under the arrangement of the diary, the Vampire Queen has given Superman's blood containing the Code of Life to Lex Luthor. Doomsday will definitely be more powerful than before, and can even pin Superman to the ground and beat him to death in a head-on collision.
But this doesn't mean Doomsday is immune to damage from Kryptonite weapons.
But if we add in the fact that the Hulk becomes more powerful the angrier he gets, the situation would probably be very different.
Jinjitaxia grinned and replied: "It's not just about increasing your strength. Maybe you can create a beast of your own. It will only obey your orders and fight for you until death."
"Haha, that sounds good.
In that case, you can take out half to strengthen the Orcs, and give the other half to Badi.
But be careful!
I don’t want to see a group of powerful and crazy green monsters escape from the laboratory and bring disaster to this world that has finally recovered its vitality.”
Zuo Si issued a serious warning.
Ever since the incident of trapping the Planeswalker, he understood how crazy the desire for knowledge and technology was in the bones of this seemingly loyal and respectful Blue Demon Judge.
He doesn't care about killing, death, and destruction except to satisfy his own desires.
If sacrificing billions of people in a civilization could get the answer they wanted, Jinjitaxia would not hesitate to become a destroyer.
No humanity, no morality, no reverence for anything other than Zuo Si...
This is where he is most dangerous.
"Please rest assured, great father of New Phyrexia, I have found a suitable testing ground. I believe it won't be long before an unprecedented waaaaagh will sweep across that world."
After saying that, Jinji Taxia raised his hand and gently tapped the complicated device in front of him.
moment!
A demon-infested Sanctuary world is projected.
Just as he said, this place is very, very suitable for testing the combat effectiveness of the perfected orcs.
After all, this world, whether it is heaven or hell, is full of the same kind.
The so-called "human beings" are nothing more than the product of the combination of angels and demons.
"Okay, let's test it in this world."
Zuo Si sentenced the world to death in a tone without a trace of emotion.
Just as Jinji Taxia was reporting the important research results achieved during this period, in the palace of Calin Port far away in the continent of Faerun, the important officials of the West Coast Empire were gathered together and anxiously awaiting news.
Because today is the day Queen Aisha gives birth.
Although everyone knows that Emperor Zuo Si himself possesses the power of immortality and will most likely rule the country forever.
But the subjects still longed for a legitimate heir as insurance.
In this way, even if something unexpected happens, the empire will not fall apart instantly, but can continue to be maintained.
"Damn it! It's been several hours? Why is there no movement from the harem?"
A general with a bushy beard paced back and forth in the conference room anxiously.
"Don't worry. There are so many high-level priests and wizards guarding here. Even if someone dies, they can be rescued immediately. Maybe our prince is even more amazing than expected."
The Imperial Prime Minister Shaud Tarovin looked out the window in the direction of the harem and expressed his guess.
As the person who controlled the highest central administrative power when Zuo Si was away, he was very clear that the identity of his emperor was no longer as simple as a human or a chosen one of the gods, but a devil prince whose status in Battor Hell was second only to Asmodeus.
This also means that the emperor’s offspring absolutely cannot be ordinary humans.
In order to avoid possible dangers and troubles, the harem had set up a powerful magic barrier ten days ago. The legendary liches from the Arcane Society were personally in charge, and the dragon riders in the sky were on standby 24 hours a day.
Once a suspicious individual is spotted approaching, they will swoop down immediately and ask him to stop for inspection.
However, what these important officials of the West Coast Empire did not know was that the harem was already in an uproar at this moment.
Because what Aisha gave birth to was neither a baby with human appearance, nor a devil or a baby dragon, but an untouchable ball of energy that was constantly rotating like a galaxy.
It floated in the delivery room about two meters above the ground, motionless.
Such a weird scene not only frightened the maid who helped with the delivery and Aisha, the mother, but even the bishops, high-level priests and legendary wizards present were stunned.
"What on earth is this?"
The magic goddess issued a soul-searching question to the bishop of Calin Port at midnight.
The bishop of Oghma, the god of knowledge, shook his head subconsciously: "I don't know. I have never seen such a wonder, nor have I read similar content in any books or scrolls."
"I can feel that it is alive and well."
The bishop of Talona stretched out his hand, passed through the energy ball and gave his own judgment.
Just as everyone present was looking at each other, not knowing what to do, this ball of energy suddenly burst into a dazzlingly bright light, and then began to frantically absorb energy from the magic net.
In just a few seconds, the protective barriers and enchantments set up by several legendary wizards completely collapsed. All magic-related items in the room began to inexplicably lose their functions, and the scrolls and potions were scrapped on the spot.
The terrifying energy absorption is as terrifying as a black hole.
After losing two ninth-ring spell slots, four eighth-ring spell slots, and six seventh-ring spell slots, a legendary lich finally realized the danger involved and immediately shouted at the top of his voice, "All spellcasters, retreat! Otherwise, it will suck us all dry!"
"Not good! The surrounding magic net is about to be sucked dry!"
The Magic Goddess's bishop's face turned pale in an instant.
He simply couldn't imagine what serious consequences would be caused if the Internet was disconnected in a city like Calimport, where not only were mages gathered but also protected by large magic mazes.
At this critical moment, a beautiful figure suddenly descended from the sky and asked in a majestic voice: "What's going on? What happened here? Why do I feel that the magic network is drying up and collapsing?"
"Great goddess! You've come just in time! Everything is caused by that thing we don't even know what to call it."
The bishop hurried forward and quickly explained the whole story.
Because the person who came was none other than the third generation magic goddess.
After listening to the believer's explanation, Midnight showed an extremely surprised expression. He stared at the energy ball that burst out with dazzling light and asked in an uncertain tone: "Is this really the offspring of Soth?"
"Yes, goddess, I am absolutely sure. Everyone else present can attest to that."
The bishop gave his assurance without hesitation.
Because he knew that at this point only God could solve this huge problem.
"A conscious, living super energy being? And it seems to be in a space that is completely different from the previous one?"
Midnight muttered to herself as she gently ran her fingers across the surface of the energy ball.
The next second...
She suddenly injected a huge amount of magic net energy into it, allowing the greedy little guy to suck it madly.
Gradually, this ball of energy began to collapse towards the center and then gradually formed the shape of a human.
In the end, she turned into a cute pink baby girl.
But in a flash! The human baby girl turned into a devil with horns on her head and a tail behind her buttocks; the devil form lasted for five seconds, and then it turned into a six-winged dragon covered with violet scales, and then turned back into an invisible energy state.
Watching this ever-changing little life, Aisha, as a mother, could no longer bear it and asked carefully: "Great Goddess, what happened to my child?"
"You'll have to ask Soth about that.
All I know is that this little guy has possessed amazing god-like powers since birth.
She has not yet developed a complex enough mind and consciousness, so she doesn't know how to control her abilities.
To be honest, as a mortal, you have no ability to raise this baby girl.
She was too dangerous, so dangerous that she could wipe the entire palace and even the city of Kalin Port off the map with just a thought.
Where's Soth? Why isn't he here?"
As he spoke, Midnight looked around with a puzzled look.
In her opinion, as a father, it is natural for him to be present at such an important occasion.
"Honorable goddess, His Majesty should not be in this world at the moment. He has not been back for some time."
A senior maid in the harem explained in a rather awkward tone.
"He's not here? Ah! I remember that Soth had just started a dimensional war with the demon god from another universe not long ago, and he also seized half of the other party's territory. He should still be dealing with the aftermath and counting his spoils."
Midnight suddenly recalled that almost two months ago, he and Oghma and other gods participated in the group fight against Dormammu.
She couldn't help laughing when she thought of the clown who had been charging at her aggressively but now had the unique skill of changing his face.
"Then what should we do with this child?"
The bishop stared at the baby girl who was looking at the world with curiosity.
There is no doubt that in terms of bloodline, she is the eldest princess of the West Coast Empire and the only legitimate heir to the emperor.
Under normal circumstances, he should be raised in the palace and brought up by his biological mother, the queen.
But the problem is that the power of this baby is really too terrifying.
The brief energy absorption just now caused all the spellcasters present to lose at least two-thirds or even more of their spell slots, as well as a large number of valuable scrolls, potions, and magic items.
If another ruthless person suddenly comes one day, the entire Port Calin will suffer.
"Don't worry. I have sensed Soth's location through the silver fire. I will send this cute little fellow to him now. This child cannot stay in Faerun, otherwise the magic network will not be able to maintain stability."
After saying that, the magic goddess Midnight disappeared on the spot holding the baby, leaving behind a room full of mages and priests who were still frightened.
Aisha, who was originally extremely nervous, also visibly relaxed.
Although she felt a little lost for not being able to raise her daughter herself, she was not sad because she had been mentally prepared.
After all, the child was taken to his father and it's not like he will never see him again.
Coupled with the double fatigue of physical and mental fatigue, the whole person soon fell into a deep sleep in bed.
And this breaking news spread quickly.
All of a sudden, all the forces and gods in the entire continent of Faerun learned that Zuo Si had actually obtained a child with divine powers at birth...
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