Alfred looked at Batman who had just returned, and the power armor he was wearing that was painted pink, a girlish color by little Annie using magic, and couldn't help but snicker and tease.
Although Superman's sacrifice and the death of a large number of civilians made everyone feel very depressed, heavy and sad, seeing his master in this state still made him laugh.
Especially the scene with little Annie riding on his head and shaking her ears with her two little hands, almost melted the housekeeper's heart, as if he saw the happy scene of Bruce Wayne getting married, having children and giving birth to the next generation of heirs to the Wayne family after he stopped being Batman.
There's no way around it, when people get older they tend to like children more.
Because it symbolizes rebirth, hope, future and inheritance, which is in stark contrast to their own continuous march towards dusk and death.
In addition, Alfred has played the role of a father since he was very young, so he has always emotionally regarded Bruce as his own son.
For an old father, what could be more comforting than seeing his aging son get married, have children and live a normal life before he dies?
"Don't be ridiculous, Alfred.
You should know how scary and dangerous that cute-looking baby is.
Her father was a terrifying demon who easily defeated the destructive monster that killed Superman, and even blew up the moon and then used unknown abilities to restore it to its original state.
She herself is also a young demon, with enough power to destroy the earth and human civilization in an instant.
The most important thing is that this little guy often doesn’t understand what he is doing and the serious consequences of doing so. He is just doing it out of curiosity.
And in my opinion, this is also a potential threat to the father and daughter, and we need to continue to collect information and intelligence to develop a backup plan."
As Bruce Wayne spoke, he took off his helmet that had lost its ears and only had two holes left, and at the same time took off his power mecha that had turned pink.
After doing all this, he ordered without looking back: "Please help me spray the armor with black paint again, otherwise the clown, the riddle man and other guys will laugh to death after seeing it.
Also I need a new Batplane.
Remember to use all the new technologies you get from the power suits.
Our world is becoming increasingly dangerous.
Especially after the sacrifice of Superman Clark Kent, the evil forces hiding in the dark have begun to become restless.
I have already sold my soul, and I have nothing left to trade with.”
"So what are you going to do?"
Alfred asked in a not very sure tone.
“I’m going to build a team.
Diana has made it clear that she wants to join, and Davian has also said that he will continue to obey me until the master has new orders.
They are all very strong, at least much stronger than me in terms of combat power.
Especially the latter, the role he can play when dealing with non-Kryptonians is even greater than that of Superman.
With the help of these two people, I don't think there will be any big problems in the short term.
What we need to do now is to find and recruit more talented people.
Remember the data stolen from Lex Luthor's computer last time? Let's start with the guy in the video."
After saying that, Bruce Wayne, regardless of the fact that he was exhausted both physically and mentally after a whole night of hard work, walked straight to the computer and began to concentrate on his new work.
Because now whenever he has some free time, his mind will involuntarily emerge with the words Superman said when he chose to sacrifice himself, as well as the fearlessness of death revealed in his eyes.
This made him, who had once assumed the greatest malice toward Superman, feel pain and remorse, and he desperately wanted to do something to atone for his sins.
However, just as Batman was busy preparing to form the Justice League, in the cell of Arkham Asylum, a new resident was escorted by guards through a corridor full of iron bars and slowly walked towards his own cell.
He is none other than Lex Luthor, the creator of Doomsday and the man who killed Superman and hundreds of thousands of civilians.
As a genius who was able to plot against Bruce Wayne on Earth in this universe, he was now being watched by countless pairs of eyes, and even received respect from some prisoners.
After all, there are only a handful of people in all of Gotham who can do this.
Perhaps only highly intelligent super criminals like the Joker and the Riddler can compete with the Master.
As for the others, they were basically crushed by Batman in all aspects, from IQ to strength.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! With the sound of heavy footsteps, Lex Luthor finally passed by the prison where the Joker was imprisoned.
Through the cold iron bars, he saw the paint-covered face on the other side that was enough to strike fear into anyone's heart.
"Hahahaha! Welcome!
Welcome!
Dear Lex Luthor.
You put on a great show last night for Gotham and the world.
Whether it is playing with the cute little bat or killing Superman and bringing down this god on earth, it is extremely exciting.
I've started to like you."
The clown grinned and gave the other person a big smile, and clapped his hands hard in applause.
His eyes were so excited and crazy, as if he was stimulated by something.
There is no doubt that, as Zuo Si said, Arkham Asylum is simply unable to hold these super criminals.
Especially the Joker, he obviously has many information channels and can find out what is happening outside at the first time.
It is even possible that he has admirers and followers among the guards and doctors.
Lex Luthor subconsciously stopped, raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a weird smile, took the initiative to bend down and slightly bowed and responded: "It is an honor to be praised by the uncrowned king of Gotham City. But you don't think that last night was the most exciting climax of this show, do you?"
"Oh? Is there any follow-up?"
The clown tilted his head with a curious expression.
"Hark! The bell has tolled, and they have heard it, in the darkness and among the stars.
With the fall of the God of Humanity, there is nothing on Earth that can make them feel afraid.
It won't be long before they come into our world.
Can you imagine how exciting the performance will be?
Hahahahahahaha!"
Lex Luthor was dancing and laughing like a madman, and was then forcibly dragged away by the guards and thrown into another cell at the end of the corridor.
Seeing this scene, the clown's mouth corners began to rise more and more, and his eyes were shining with excitement and anticipation. He slowly took out the contract to sell his soul from under the seat, bit his finger, signed his name on it and began to make a wish.
To him, whether it is his own life or the lives of others, it is nothing but a huge joke.
So he doesn't care whether the world will be destroyed or not, he just wants to have fun as much as he can.
The scene described by Lex Luthor obviously aroused great interest in the Joker.
Now he no longer wants to waste time in Arkham Asylum. Instead, he wants to go out and see and feel the changes in the world after Superman's death, especially the current mental state of Batman, whom he regards as his only peer.
As for his own soul, this complete madman obviously doesn't care at all.
In this way, after obtaining the ownership of Bruce Wayne's soul, Zuo Si easily obtained the ownership of the Joker's soul.
In just a few seconds, the Joker's wish was granted.
It's just that his brain circuits are completely different from those of normal people, so he neither wishes to gain any powerful superpowers nor tries to make himself omniscient and omnipotent.
All they asked for was a room full of cash and gold, as well as mountains of guns, bullets, explosives, knives and shoulder-fired rocket launchers.
Because compared to using powerful superpowers to crush his opponents, the Joker prefers to play with their IQ, psychology and humanity.
As we all know, Gotham is a city of sin.
Anyone who lives here will have some mental problems and potential criminal impulses to a greater or lesser extent.
Especially when the local temptation is great enough, they will not hesitate to throw laws and morals behind and join in a grand carnival.
This is why super criminals like the Joker, Penguin, Riddler, Bane and others can command the support of hundreds of people here.
Obviously, a room full of gold and cash worth tens or even hundreds of billions of dollars can definitely overwhelm the rationality of most people and make them greedy and crazy.
What the Joker is best at is taking advantage of the greed in human nature, causing the guards to start killing each other in order to compete for the huge wealth.
Those weapons were specially prepared to enable them to kill each other more efficiently.
Facts have proved that no one can surpass the Joker, this completely insane lunatic, in his control over the dark side of human nature.
With just a few words, he turned the entire Arkham Asylum into a large-scale real-life chicken-eating game.
From the corridor to the lawn outside, bloodstains and lifeless bodies lying on the ground could be seen everywhere.
The sounds of gunfire, explosions and screams were endless.
The Joker himself walked out of the cell where he was imprisoned like an emperor, without the slightest attachment to the banknotes and gold behind him that were stained with blood.
At this moment, the iron gate leading to the outside had already been completely opened by the guards, and he could finally leave unhindered.
"Hey! Clown! Stop caring about yourself and let me out too. Don't you want to have some fun? I can help you!"
"And me! As long as you let me out, I swear to obey you from now on."
"Honey, I think we can get back together and go back to the sweet and good old days, what do you think?"
"Open the door! I can be the best fighter for whatever you want to do."
…
Suddenly, all the super criminals imprisoned in Arkham Asylum became restless.
Although they don't know where the Joker got so much wealth and weapons, it is certain that the entire Arkham has now fallen into the hands of this madman.
As long as he wanted, he could just move his finger and press a button to open the door of the cage and let himself out.
But unfortunately, the Joker seemed not to hear the people's shouting. He took off his prison uniform and put on a shirt, suit and leather shoes sent by a dead guard.
After changing his clothes, he raised his hand gracefully and looked at his watch. Then he installed a plastic bomb on the controller of the cell door, set the time to five minutes with the electronic detonator, and pressed the start button.
moment!
The ticking countdown sound echoed throughout the entire corridor, making all the prisoners very nervous.
Because they know that the Joker is an absolute lunatic and never cares about the consequences of what he does.
If blowing up the earth would make him happy, then this guy would do it without hesitation.
This is why all the criminals in Gotham City respect and fear him and want to stay away from him at all costs.
After all, no one knows whether the clown who was smiling at you in the last second will shoot you in the head or stab you in the heart with a dagger from behind in the next second.
"Relax, don't be so nervous, I just want to play a game with you, a cat and mouse game that everyone has played before.
See this timer? After five minutes, it will disable the electronic door systems of all cells, in other words, open all the iron doors.
And from what I understand, our mutual old friend Batman will arrive in about eight minutes.
So you will have about three minutes to escape.
Of course, you can also team up and try to defeat or even kill him.
I have prepared enough weapons for you.
Now, let the fun game begin.
Hahahahahaha!”
With a burst of hysterical laughter, the clown disappeared into the darkness.
It was obvious that he used all the prisoners in Arkham Asylum as pawns to buy time for himself.
Otherwise, if only one person escapes, Batman will catch up quickly and won't give him any chance at all.
After all, the Bruce Wayne in this world is not a rookie, but a symbol of fear who has suppressed various super criminals in Gotham City for more than 20 years.
The prisoners in the cell began to curse after realizing the Joker's sinister intentions.
However, considering that they still had three minutes to escape, they quickly connected through the iron gate and formed one team after another.
For example, Poison Ivy got together with Harley Quinn, and the Riddler reached a temporary cooperation intention with the Penguin.
Only Lex Luthor did not react at all. He just stood in his cell and watched everything. He had no intention of escaping at all.
Because he knew that this was the Joker's response to his previous remarks.
What's more, based on what he had done, if he escaped at this time, he would easily be killed by those fanatical believers who regarded Superman as a god, or by the angry citizens who lost their families and friends in the ravages of Doomsday. It would be safer to stay in Arkham.
Just like that, after large areas of the city were razed to the ground and hundreds of thousands of people died, the troubled Gotham City welcomed the return of the Joker and a group of super criminals.
I have to say, the people living here really don’t know what sins they committed in their previous life to end up in such a situation in this life.
As for Bruce Wayne, who learned about the Arkham riot, he could only drag his tired body to once again join the ranks of capturing fugitives.
The only thing to be thankful for is that he is no longer alone this time, at least he has Davian, a powerful helper.
In just a few days, except for the Joker and a few smarter guys, most of the criminals returned to their small cells in Arkham.
The reason for such a high arrest efficiency is thanks to the information provided by the gang.
Yes, you read that right, the gangs that rule the streets of Gotham City.
The reason is very simple, that is the benefits, huge benefits.
Because large areas of the city were destroyed in the battle between Superman and Doomsday, the US government allocated a large sum of money specifically for compensation and reconstruction.
For all forces in Gotham City, this is definitely an attractive piece of fat meat.
Therefore, neither the police and officials who accept bribes nor the ruling mafia families want the city to fall into chaos due to the emergence of a large number of super criminals.
Just the opposite!
They are all busy dividing up the profits, planning how to contract more and bigger projects to defraud subsidies, and at the same time building new apartment buildings, shopping malls, pedestrian streets, bars, nightclubs and warehouses on the ruins, turning them into their own cash cows.
In addition, they can also arrange for people to impersonate the relatives of the deceased to receive death compensation issued by the government, or simply beat some homeless people, drug addicts and guys who owe usury and are unable to repay them, and falsely claim that they were affected by the fighting, so as to make the US government spend more financial budget to resettle them.
Of course, except for a small portion of this money that will be left for the disabled to maintain basic life, the rest will flow into the pockets of gangs and underworld families of all sizes.
Gotham City, a city with simple folk customs, has demonstrated through practical actions that if you lose money, you can earn it again, but if you lose your conscience, you can earn more.
What’s even more outrageous is that after these unscrupulously obtained money poured in, the entire city was not immersed in sorrow, but instead was reborn from the ashes like a phoenix.
Not only have the economic and public security situations improved significantly, the unemployment rate has also dropped significantly (infrastructure reconstruction requires a large number of workers), civilian incomes have grown rapidly (with a job there is naturally income to spend), and even the gangs have become friendly and peaceful, with almost no conflicts (they are all busy making money).
The scene of such vitality and flourishing things even makes people wonder whether this is still the dark and sinful Gotham.
Wayne Group, the pillar of Gotham, made a fortune.
But only those who truly understand this city will understand that everything happening before their eyes is just an illusion.
Once the reconstruction is completed and the special funds provided by the US government are spent, it will return to its previous state without any change.
Because it is still those people who rule this city, they are just temporarily attracted by greater benefits.
When the benefits disappear, they will return to tradition and restore Gotham to its past extremely dark, depressing and crazy state.
Of course, none of this has anything to do with Zuo Si.
At least until Steppenwolf arrives, he will no longer pay attention to this world, but will turn his attention to the world of Sanctuary.
The reason is simple.
Jinjitaxia has successfully created a new batch of enhanced Orks and released the oil spores they bred into remote corners of the world.
In just two or three weeks, the fully-developed dwarf fart monsters and snot monsters multiplied to a scale of tens of thousands, and even high-level soldiers such as orc boys and technicians appeared, as well as a tall and strong chief.
Because of their own shining oil, the technological level of these guys has risen rapidly. Through continuous battles with nearby beasts and monsters, they have leaped from the era of cold weapons to the relatively primitive era of hot weapons.
Especially those shotguns, hunting rifles and mortars with exaggerated calibers, which completely crushed the indigenous people of this world.
At present, the mighty orc army has finally walked out of the remote mountains and is marching quickly along the muddy country roads.
Behind them was a village that had just been devastated and looted.
所有试图反抗的村民被毫不留情的杀死，而其余没有反抗的则被全部俘虏成为了类似奴隶、奴工一样的存在，负责干一些组装、运输和修建营地之类的杂活。
与很多战锤宇宙人类帝国宣传的嗜血残暴不同，欧克兽人实际上只是单纯的好战且能够从战斗中获得某种强烈的快感，对于杀戮、折磨和虐待并不是特别感兴趣。
一部分兽人为了享受战争的乐趣还会主动成为雇佣兵，接受包括人类、灵族、钛族在内势力的雇佣去打仗。
这也就意味着，其实在对待异族俘虏的态度上，他们整体可能要比自诩文明的人类帝国还稍微好一点。
起码有吃有喝，不会隔三差五就被拉去审讯室上各种各样的酷刑。
最多就是像屁精一样成为更高级兽人发泄旺盛精力的牺牲品。
但考虑到兽人不事生产，也没有发展农业和畜牧业的意识，所以俘虏们能吃到什么基本全看这些绿皮们能抢到什么。
如果掠夺不到那就只能饿肚子，亦或是自己寻找一切能吃的东西。
通常来说，俘虏的健康状况都不会太好，营养不良属于普遍现象。
但好在眼前这批人类俘虏显然比较幸运。
一方面是这支兽人大军从一开始就是半机械的完化状态，所以本身不需要消耗任何食物。
另外一方面是他们刚刚掠夺了整个村庄所有的粮食储备，保守估计至少够吃上一年的，短时间内不用担心饿肚子的问题。
真正让俘虏们感到担心的，是这些突然冒出来的钢铁怪物正在前进的方向。
因为就在几个月之前，一位路过的旅行者曾经提到过，在这个方向出现了大量可怕的恶魔，甚至还对周边的城镇和修道院发起了攻击。
据说那边已经完全变成了恶魔们的乐园，甚至就连许多盲眼姐妹会的修女和战士都遭到可怕的腐化。
所以俘虏们派出了一个代表向完化兽人的酋长说明了情况，希望对方不要靠近那片危险的区域。
可结果却跟他们预料中的截然相反。
有着一只绿色电子眼的兽人酋长听到这个消息，非但没有露出紧张或是害怕的表情，而且还忍不住哈哈大笑起来，同时命令麾下的军队加快速度朝修道院所在的方向前进。
更离谱的是，那些个头大小不一的兽人在得知恶魔的消息后也一个个变得兴奋起来。
仿佛在他们的眼中，战争非但不是什么可怕残酷的事情，反而是一种非常有趣且令人着迷的游戏。
为首的酋长还承诺，如果俘虏们能带领自己找到这种叫做恶魔的生物就慷慨的赐予所有人自由，并允许每个人在离开前带上足够的金银财宝。
不得不说，绿皮兽人的这幅做派彻底把这些人类俘虏给整不会了。
但为了重获自由，他们还是选择了当了一回带路党。
“酋长，前……前边就是我们说的地方了。根据那位旅行者的说法，从这里过去就是大片怪物和恶魔的巢穴。”
一名看上去五十岁上下的老人小心翼翼指着前方一片漆黑的森林做出了说明。
“哈哈哈哈！很好！如果真像你说的那样，我保证你会得到应有的奖赏。”
足有两米多高、胳膊几乎比健美先生大腿还要粗壮的兽人酋长开心的大笑起来，同时对身边跃跃欲试的战士大喊道：“小子们！振奋人心的狂欢开始了！冲啊！让那些自称恶魔的生物感受一下我们的力量！”
“啊啊啊啊啊！战争万岁！”
“杀光他们！”
“碾碎他们！”
“waaaaagh！”
伴随着一浪高过一浪的吼叫，这群宛如蝗虫般既没有队形也没有什么组织的欧克兽人就如同潮水般冲了出去。
什么？ 你说战术和配合？ 抱歉，俺们兽人不搞这些花里胡哨的东西，也懒得做过多复杂的思考，反正干就完了。
不死干死敌人就是被敌人干死。
反正都是一行的开心快乐。
事实上在兽人达到一定的规模并产生足够多的聪明个体前，即便是身为最高级的领导者——酋长也聪明不到哪去。
但只要他们的规模持续扩大，那么酋长就会慢慢晋升为大酋长、军阀。
到了军阀这个阶段，智力水平就会呈指数级提高。
一些兽人军阀甚至能在与敌人亲切“问候”对方全家女性和祖宗十八代的时候牢牢占据上风。
很快，这群完化兽人的前锋就密林深处与沉沦魔、堕落的罗格、受到腐化的硬毛鼠、由人类尸体复活而成的僵尸和骷髅、半人半羊的低级恶魔、会飞的血鹰和源源不断用血肉制造它们的巨大巢穴遭遇了。
由于双方都拥有极强的攻击性，因此连一句废话都没有就直接进入到全面交战状态。
大口径的霰弹枪、猎枪、左轮手枪和迫击炮在短短几分钟时间里就向对手倾泻了海量的弹药。
就这还不包括像手雷、炸药包之类威力惊人的爆炸物。
尤其是速度最快、冲在最前面的沉沦魔，几乎在遭遇的刹那就遭到了毁灭性打击，丢下一地残缺不全的尸体。
甚至就连那些负责复活同类的沉沦魔巫师也没能逃过一劫。
毕竟在这个还停留在冷兵器和魔法时代的世界，大多数远程攻击距离的极限都会超过两三百米远。
可子弹和炮弹呢？ 打到几百米乃至几公里开外都是轻轻松松的事情。
所以一轮饱和打击过后，即便是来自这个世界地狱中的恶魔，也被绿皮兽人的丧心病狂和凶残惊呆了。
刨除没脑子的僵尸和硬毛老鼠还在继续向前冲，其余有点智商的都纷纷停止了前进的脚步，转而躲进茂密的黑暗森林中准备借助地形优势展开伏击。
“哈哈哈哈！这里果然有仗可以打！上啊！千万别让他们跑了！”
为首的兽人酋长活生生将一只硬毛老鼠的脑袋撕了下来，拎着血淋淋的脑袋发出了狂笑。
因为他已经能够感受到就在刚才短暂的交战过程中，waaaaagh力场空前高涨，连带着自己的体型都跟着增大了不少，脑瓜子也变得越来越清晰、越来越聪明。
不出意外的话，只要战争持续下去，用不了多久自己就会从酋长晋升为大酋长乃至军阀。
而麾下的绿皮军团也会从一万人膨胀到十万乃至百万的规模，甚至是彻底征服这颗星球。
伴随着兽人酋长一声令下，密密麻麻的兽人大军开始一股脑涌向森林深处，毫不畏惧的与各种各样的恶魔厮杀。
距离足够远就使用枪械，如果距离近就直接掏出斧头、战刃，亦或是用固定在枪械上的刺刀捅穿对方。
由于waaaaagh力场和俺寻思之力的双重作用，再加上完化兽人体表原本就覆盖着大量的金属外壳，他们在近战中的表现甚至比远距离交火还要夸张。
恶魔身上原本足以抵挡普通刀剑的坚硬皮肤和肌肉，轻而易举就被兽人战士手中的武器穿透。
而他们手中的武器、牙齿和利爪则很难对兽人造成什么致命伤害。
反倒是因为兽人受伤后激发了体内绿巨人的狂怒之血，导致体型、力量和防御力瞬间暴增，化身成为半机械小浩克反过来徒手将周围所有的恶魔活生生撕碎。
看着这支兽人军团在黑暗森林里肆虐，仅用了不到两个星期就将所有盘踞在这一地区的恶魔赶尽杀绝，甚至还出现造型怪异的蒸汽朋克风格的战车、机甲和导弹，左思嘴角轻微的抽搐了一下，用略带玩味的语气问：“你通过什么方法让他们在没有搞哥毛哥和亚空间的加持下也能获得waaaaagh力场的？”
“不，伟大的新非瑞克西亚之父。
并不是我赋予了他们这样的能力，而是这股力量原本就存在于他们的基因中。
确切地说，您以前对于兽人的waaaaagh力场和俺寻思之力的理解有一点小小的误区。
实际上这两种力量并不需要通过亚空间获得，而是源自于从每一个兽人的精神和信仰中散发出来的力量汇聚到一起形成的。
这也是为什么兽人完全不会受到亚空间的影响。
而且聚集到一起的数量越多、规模越大，waaaaagh力场和俺寻思之力就越强大的原因。”
金吉塔厦赶忙掏出自己手头的实验数据做出了解释。
“你的意思是……兽人通过群体的精神和信仰营造出一片类似乎亚空间的范围？”
左思挑起眉毛露出了十分惊讶的神情。
Because if this is true, then what are Gogo and Maogo? Do they really exist in the Warp?
Jinjitaxia nodded slightly: "Yes, at least that's the case from current observations.
However, according to another set of experimental data provided by your Shuoyou clone, if within the influence of the subspace, the waaaaagh force field and the power of my thoughts of the same size will be greater.
So I personally speculate that the role of subspace and Goge and Maoge is more of an amplifier.
The fully-formed orcs you see now actually use Warp Oil instead of the former.
It is unknown whether they are controllable like other New Phyrexian creations.
I need to wait until the numbers and scale get bigger before I can confirm it.”
"So you plan to continue to expand the scale of the war, or even drag both heaven and hell into it at the same time?"
Zuo Si stared into the eyes of the blue demon judge and pursed his lips to reveal a playful smile.
"They have been dragged into this, my master. Moreover, only when the scale of the war is large enough can I tap into the true potential of these perfected orcs and eventually condense them into a seed of destruction and a green frenzy that is powerful enough to sweep across a universe."
When saying this, Jinjitasha's tone was filled with inexplicable excitement and enthusiasm.
As his horizons continue to broaden and his knowledge and skills accumulate, he now looks down upon those ordinary creations on the Mirrodin time and space.
Only ultimate creatures like the perfected Orks, the Astartes Demon Legion, the Kryptonian Legion, and the Super Dragon Legion can make this mad scientist feel a little satisfied.
Even in some of the most secret laboratories, Jingitxia has begun to study how to combine the genes of the human emperor of the Warhammer universe, Superman's genetic tadpoles, the demigod blood of Wonder Woman Diana, the heart of the Chaos Hound Kozef, the blood of the Titans in the universe where the planet Azeroth is located, the flesh and blood of the two ancient gods, as well as the blood of Tiamat, the god of dragons, Baal, the god of murder, and Cyric, the prince of lies, all together to create the ultimate creature.
For this purpose, he even wanted to get a little bit of Zuo Si's blood, but the latter did not agree.
Are you kidding me! Just the raw materials sound scary enough.
If his own blood was added, Zuo Si couldn't imagine what kind of horrible monster would be created if successful.
In order to ensure that this experiment would not get out of control, he also left a projection to monitor the entire process 24 hours a day.
The main reason why he did not ban it completely was that he was also quite interested in Jinjitasha's ambitious goal and wanted to see what could be created with these things.
To some extent, Zuo Si and the Blue Demon Judge under his command are actually the same kind of people, both of whom have endless greed and desire for knowledge and technology.
It's just that he still retains some of his human thoughts and values, unlike Jinjitaxia who is completely free of ideological and moral constraints and doesn't care about the life and death of other lives.
Watching the Orc army on the screen expanding wildly around the Dark Forest and starting a large-scale waaaaagh in the Sanctuary World, Zuo Si thought for a moment and finally nodded: "Okay, then follow your plan.
However, the humans in this world are born from the combination of angels and demons, and there is amazing potential hidden in their blood.
If you find the opportunity, you'd better collect some and bring them back.
You can do some research and also be a qualified immigrant.
Anyway, the population of this world is still quite sparse."
"Don't worry, I have already planned this. After all, you taught us that waste is shameful. And compared to the humans in this world, my real goal has always been heaven and hell."
Jinji Tasha gave the guarantee without hesitation.
Because he knew that his master hated meaningless killing, and instead preferred to give these civilians a place suitable for survival and reproduction, allowing the population to continue to increase, and eventually become lambs in the soul pasture to be slowly harvested.
As a person who advocates rational thinking, Blue Magic Judge strongly agrees with Zuo Si's idea of sustainable development.
After all, how can one-time plunder and destruction compare to continuous output?
Moreover, the huge amount of soul energy can also be used as a resource to create more advanced and intelligent new Phyrexian creatures.
"very good!
Let's bring this waaaaagh to a climax as soon as possible.
I can't wait to see the faces of Heaven and Hell when they discover the Orks.
And what kind of crazy actions will they commit when they realize that this war, which has lasted for who knows how many years, will end with the complete defeat and destruction of both sides.
remember!
No matter whether they are demons or angels, kill them all without leaving any alive.
Use their blood, death and the destruction of the entire world to breed the most perfect and powerful orc species."
As he said this, a creepy light flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.
At this moment, countless forces that symbolize "evil" in time, space and the universe are gathering into his soul through the Planeswalker Spark, and even forming a large area similar to a domain around him.
Jinjitasha undoubtedly felt this, and immediately lowered his head humbly, bowed deeply, and offered words of praise from the bottom of his heart.
(End of this chapter)