Lord Nasir broke the slightly weird atmosphere with his concise opening remarks.

Perhaps he didn't quite understand what was going on, but he could feel Eribes's boiling anger and his terrifying hatred for Vanswick.

In addition, Dumbledore's ambiguous attitude is obviously problematic.

In short, it’s just one word - chaos.

But at the moment, the supreme ruler of Neverwinter was obviously in no mood to care about these messy emotional issues, and instead focused all his attention on Deszel and his subordinates, the Church of Heim.

Although these guys were still wearing the holy emblem of the Guardian God, he could see the black and red aura of the evil camp on their bodies through the magic equipment he was wearing.

You should know that as a lawful neutral deity, although Helm can accept believers from the three camps of lawful evil, lawful neutral, and lawful good at the same time, the church members of Neverwinter have always only accepted the latter two.

Especially Deszel, who gives people the feeling of rigor, discipline, coldness and ruthlessness advocated by the God of Guardian, and is absolutely loyal and obedient to the monarch he serves.

This is why the power of the Northheim Church is so huge.

On the one hand, they are guards loyal to their duties and will never abandon the towns and villages they are protecting just because the enemy is too powerful; on the other hand, they are loyal subordinates and the most perfect executors and will never question the orders of their superiors, even if they are asked to suppress popular uprisings and riots.

But now, the terrifying red light on Deszel's body was obviously not obtained by executing one or two evil orders.

This degree could only be achieved in a short time through massacre and destruction.

Right now, the only thing that could be considered massacre and destruction in the area surrounding Neverwinter was the raging magical plague.

So from the moment he saw each other, Lord Nasir believed Eribes' accusation and thought that Deszel was the mastermind behind all this, or at least one of them.

"Clues? What kind of clues?"

Deszel hadn't realized that he had been exposed yet, and immediately put on an expression of great concern and tried to test it.

Because one of his most important roles is to keep abreast of the decisions made by the top leaders, and then arrange for the cultists lurking in the city to avoid all searches, ensuring that the plague can continue to spread among the people no matter how isolated it is.

If it weren't for this traitor's cover in secret, with Neverwinter's strict lockdown policy, the plague should have ended long ago with the death of the first batch of infected people.

"Erebeth, you can start revealing the truth."

Lord Nasir turned his gaze directly to his deputy.

After all, Neverwinter is a city-state dominated by the god of justice, Tyr, so both trial and conviction require evidence.

Even though he had already confirmed that Deszel was the murderer who killed hundreds of civilians.

Eribes took a step forward without hesitation and said bluntly, "Stop pretending.

Magrim is now a prisoner of His Majesty Soth, Emperor of the West Coast Empire.

Everything including the plague and the awakening of the creator race is no longer a secret.

It was you who had been secretly shielding those evil cult members, allowing them to evade raids again and again and spread the plague in Neverwinter.

And I also know that your lair is in the cursed maze deep in the necropolis."

"What? Magrim was captured? This is impossible!"

Deszel's face changed drastically.

Because the name itself means a lot of things, and it is definitely not something that can be guessed blindly.

Moreover, in the entire cult organization, only Magrem has seen the queen of the creator race, Mosala, with his own eyes and knows the entire plan.

Once he was caught it meant no one knew what to do next.

"snort!

idiot!

Do you think no one knows you are hiding in the dark?

Don't be naive!

Both you and Magrem have already been discovered by the Empire's spies everywhere.

It's just that they didn't take action immediately, but wanted to see what other forces were involved behind you.

If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Dumbledore. He already knew your identity, but he has remained silent for the time being because he has no evidence."

After saying that, a mocking expression appeared on Eribes' face. He drew his sword and moved two steps to the side, completely blocking the only entrance and exit behind him.

She was obviously enjoying the feeling of being in control of everything. She was not in a hurry to make the other party pay the price, but instead wanted to make the final use of the waste.

After the move was completed, there was only one Vanswick and a guard between Deszel and Lord Nasir.

If the former suddenly attacks, there is a very high probability that the latter can be held hostage or even killed.

"You knew my identity from the beginning?!"

Deszel turned his head and stared at Dumbledore who was standing not far away, trying to confirm whether Erebus was threatening him.

Dumbledore nodded decisively. "Yes, I knew from the beginning that you were the mastermind behind the spread of the plague, which is why I was able to successfully capture the cultists you met time and time again. In fact, Soth knew all about your plan a long time ago."

"If that's the case, then why didn't you stop it from the beginning?" Deszel asked with a ferocious expression.

Now he had completely lost all hope, and he also knew that the best outcome for him would be to be caught and hanged. In his heart, he was already prepared to fight to the death.

“It’s very simple.

Soth felt that it was always a hidden danger to let the creator race, which had already withdrawn from the stage of history tens of thousands of years ago, hide in the dark.

He hoped to take this opportunity to root out these guys completely.

Moreover, many members of the Arcane Mystic Society are also very interested in the legendary creator race and plan to capture them all and bring them back for further study.

So whether it is you or the creator race you worship, in the eyes of those who truly hold power, you are just insignificant little troubles and are not worth wasting too much time and energy on.

Especially Queen Mosala, she is just a little white mouse that will be put on the dissection table. "

As he said this, the expression on Dumbledore's face suddenly became so strange and cold that it was frightening.

After all, in the process of learning magic, especially necromancy, he had witnessed countless cruel and evil experiments that were far beyond the reach of black magic.

He has also personally dissected living goblins, orcs, ogres, trolls, kobolds, gnolls and other creatures, and transformed them into skeletons, zombies, ghouls and other undead forms through negative energy.

Both thoughts and cognition have undergone tremendous changes.

This is also why there are basically no good-aligned necromancers.

It is quite rare to be able to maintain neutrality after studying necromancy magic for a long time, as the vast majority are in the evil camp.

Because the process of learning necromancy magic is extremely anti-human and anti-life, once you step into it, there is no turning back.

Although at the beginning, Dumbledore was instinctively wary and disgusted with this faction.

But when he realized that the essence of necromancy was to explore the mysteries between life and death, he decisively threw away his previous kindness and moral sense and devoted himself to it.

After all, this is a forbidden area that wizards on Earth have never touched upon.

"So in your eyes, I'm just a clown trying his best to be funny?"

Deszel's eyes were quickly filled with scary bloodshot, and his ferocious expression looked extremely angry.

Dumbledore smiled and asked, "What else?

To be honest, I really can't understand why you, as a human being, would worship a race of creators who lived tens of thousands of years ago.

Don't you know that when they were building civilization and launching external expansion, all other intelligent races were enslaved?

If these guys succeed in restoring and ruling the North, you will at best be nothing more than higher-level slaves.

It is really funny that a person with dignity would choose to be a slave instead of a good one. "

It must be said that this sentence instantly caused tons of critical hits to Deszel, and he retorted angrily: "What do you know! When the great creator race ruled the world, there was no god who could interfere in the world unscrupulously. The will of mortals determined everything.

They can change the climate, environment and terrain without restraint, without worrying about interference or obstruction from the gods.

But what about now?

All gods desire to influence the world according to their own will and reshape the consciousness, thinking and values ​​of mortals.

These damned bastards treat the world like their playground and the mortals like pawns and chips in their game.

All we do is hope to defeat or even destroy the gods with the power of the creator race, and restore the world to its original state."

“Hahahaha! Use the power of the Creator to destroy the gods?

I am truly shocked by your stupidity and ignorance.

Or do you understand how powerful God is?"

Eribes was completely amused by the man's remarks.

Because she had learned about the history of the Creator race through Zuo Si, she knew very well that when these guys established civilization, the gods of Toril were not very active and their numbers were relatively small.

That’s why there was a brief window of time during which the Creator race dominated the earth.

But later, as the number of gods increased and the power of faith provided by other intelligent creatures became stronger and stronger, the era of gods dominating the world arrived.

Perhaps the creator race still has some cards that can pose a threat to God, but wanting to overthrow the rule of God is simply a daydream.

Just like the goddess of night, Shar, who wants to restore the entire crystal wall to the darkness at the beginning of creation, it is a typical wishful thinking.

"What about you? Erebeth de Timaland, a holy warrior under the command of the god of justice Tyr! What's the matter with that evil and corrupt aura coming from you?" Deszel asked with a vicious look on his face.

"I am no longer a holy warrior, but a dark guard serving His Majesty Soth. This attack made me see many things clearly, and I also realized that pale justice and kindness cannot save anyone. They are only bound by laws and morals and cannot let go."

After saying this, the sword in Erebus's hand suddenly released the foul flames from the hell of Baator, enveloping the entire person.

The terrifying high temperature immediately made everyone around step back subconsciously.

Especially those guards who originally respected, admired and loved her, all showed expressions of shock and disbelief.

“How…how could this happen…how could this happen?!”

Van Swick stared with wide eyes at the big devil mark on the armor that was shining with red flames, completely unable to believe what he saw.

Aribeth noticed her fiancé's reaction and asked with a slight smile, "My dear, I think it must be hard for you to accept why I have become like this, right? In fact, this has something to do with you."

"Because of me?"

Van Swick subconsciously pointed at his nose, his handsome face full of confusion and puzzlement.

“Yes, it’s you.

Do you know how many Neverwinter civilians you helped Deszel kill during the Neverwinter Plague because of your stupidity and incompetence? Or do you think I don't know that you secretly went to the inn to meet with Mr. Dumbledore next door, often staying in the room for more than half an hour? The most important thing is that as a priest of Tyr, the god of justice, you actually tried to cover it all with lies and deception! What do you think of our vows and engagements?"

Eribes' tone revealed naked and undisguised anger and hatred.

moment!

Van Swick felt like he was poured with a basin of cold water in winter. His whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the skin above his neck and even his lips quickly turned extremely pale.

Because for anyone to be exposed in public for such a scandal would mean complete social death, not to mention that he was one of the leaders of the Tyr Church.

Not to mention the person involved, even Lord Nasir was almost stunned by this bombshell news, and his eyes kept wandering back and forth between Van Swick and Dumbledore.

You know, although he was a very enlightened ruler, he still couldn't understand why a man who had a beautiful and charming fiancée would cheat on his wife with an old man.

Just as Lord Nasir was about to ask for some specific details, Deszel suddenly took advantage of the moment when everyone was in a daze, rushed forward in one step, and swung the mace in his hand at the throne.

"Protect the emperor!!!"

The guard standing nearby was the first to react. He immediately rushed forward with a sword and shield in hand to try to stop the other party.

It’s a pity that his warrior level is too low and he can’t withstand the sudden attack of a fallen high-level priest.

Deszel used his superb fighting skills to block the long sword with the handle of his hammer, then avoided the shield in front of him and struck the helmet near the temple from the right side.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, a big hole appeared on the spot where it was hit, and dark red blood slowly flowed out through the gap.

The guard fell to the ground as well, and it seemed that he was beyond saving.

However, he bought Lord Nasir precious reaction time.

The old warrior quickly drew his sword and prepared to meet the enemy.

As one of the most famous adventurers in the North, he has experienced countless fierce battles and dangerous situations, so he is not the kind of ruler who is powerless.

But the next second Lord Nasir found out that he was wrong, and very wrong.

Deszel's goal was not to kill himself or take hostages, but to directly activate a magic ring on his finger.

There was a flash of green light in the air, and then he lost consciousness and disappeared into thin air.

When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a fortress that looked like it was built by the Church of Heim.

But the majestic aura of the Guardian God has disappeared, replaced by filth and evil everywhere.

Many cultists stood on a magic circle drawn with blood, chanting spells continuously, and then summoned demons from the abyss one after another.

Among them was a huge figure bound in front of the temple and burning with flames. It was actually a powerful Balrog.

"Ah, you finally woke up. How about that? I didn't expect it, did I? I actually made some arrangements for Neverwinter Castle with the help of Vanswick. Now you are my prisoner."

Deszel suddenly appeared in front of Lord Nasir with a smug smile on his face.

"Give up! Stop struggling. Your conspiracy has been completely exposed. The Empire has probably already started dispatching troops to Neverwinter. No matter what cards the creator races have, the only way waiting for them is destruction."

Lord Nasir raised his head and tried to persuade the other party to surrender.

But Deszel sneered and mocked: "Sorry, I am not going to go back to accept that ridiculous trial and then be sent to the gallows to be hanged or burned at the stake. And how do you know that I don't have other trump cards to turn the defeat into victory? Just watch carefully, I have not lost this contest yet."

Just when Lord Nasir wanted to say something, he suddenly saw a group of dark-skinned, short-statured drow elves discussing something with several tall orcs in the underground common language in a corner in the distance.

moment!

He suddenly realized that this conspiracy might not be as simple as he thought, and Deszel probably had many evil allies.

On the other hand, with the kidnapping of the nominally legitimate lord of Neverwinter, Erebus had obtained the power he wished for and became the temporary lord. He directly asked the empire for help and got a large group of spellcasters and bureaucrats. Under the slogan of eliminating the plague and killing all the evil cultists, he began to take over government agencies including the military, administration and judiciary.

Her purpose was very simple, which was to take advantage of this opportunity to completely become the master of Neverwinter, and then use it as a base to prepare for war.

If it had happened in the past, such an action would have certainly attracted huge opposition.

But now that the plague has been raging for so long, the people have already become very panicked and angry. When they learned that all this was actually related to the high-level officials of the Church of Heim, the God of Guardian, and Tyr, the God of Justice, they immediately found an outlet for their emotions.

In addition, after the news of Van Swick's affair with an old man was exposed, Neverwinter was in an uproar from top to bottom.

The reputation of the Church of Tyr, the god of justice, also plummeted.

The most important thing was that Lord Nasir was kidnapped, and no other senior officials stood up to oppose Aribeth's series of actions. In the end, the city fell completely into the control of the empire in just a few hours.

Looking at the army marching into the city from the portal, as well as the dragoons and giant gunboats hovering overhead, Van Swick finally couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice: "Did you arrange all this in advance? Did you deliberately let Deszel capture Lord Nasir?"

"No, this has nothing to do with me. Don't forget, you helped Deszel set up the portal and the triggering array in the castle hall. So you are the culprit who caused Lord Nasir to be kidnapped."

Eribes pursed his lips and revealed a meaningful smile.

"Are you taking revenge on me?"

Eribes took a step forward calmly and whispered into his fiancé's ear, "Yes, this is my revenge on you.

And I can also tell you.

After learning about your affair, I found a man and became pregnant with his child.

After all, that's only fair, isn't it?

More importantly, I have no intention of breaking off our engagement.

A few months later, I will hold a wedding with a big belly and become your legal wife, and then continue to have a relationship with another man, getting pregnant and giving birth to more children.

Then the whole Neverwinter city will know what an incompetent piece of shit you are."

伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，范斯维克只感觉自己的脑子轰的一声炸开了，满脸都是震惊和难以置信的表情。

足足过了好几分钟，他才捂着嘴啜泣的问：“为什么要这样对我？我只是个受害者！你应该知道那些行为并不是我发自内心的，而是受到了某种魔法药剂的影响。”

“无辜？ 别开玩笑了！ 你根本没资格说自己无辜！ 事情之所以发展到今天这步田地，你的愚蠢、轻信、软弱和无能就是最主要的原因之一。

你被德斯泽尔像白痴一样玩弄于股掌之上成为受到他操控的傀儡。

现在滚远点！ 立刻从我的眼前消失，去找那个你深爱的老男人去哭诉祈求安慰吧。”

艾瑞贝斯眼神中透露出赤裸裸毫不掩饰的鄙夷跟厌恶。

她此刻完全不理解自己当初究竟是怎么看上了这么个优柔寡断的废物，甚至还想要与其结婚共度余生。

相比之下，强势、邪恶、深沉、冷静、理智的左思才是真正值得自己付出一切的挚爱。

……

就在无冬城这边变天的时候，远在阿斯卡特拉的法师塔内，希欧蕊已经带着六名接受烁油完化的超人之子来到了左思面前。

这位黑色魔判官先是优雅的行了一个近乎夸张的宫廷礼仪，随后才面带微笑的问候道：“至高无上的伟大新非瑞克西亚之父，您最最忠诚的仆从在此向您致敬。”

“这些就是金吉塔厦挑选出来的卫队？”

左思饶有兴致瞥了一眼身站在自己面前的完化超人之子。

与普通完化会导致整个人半机械、半血肉不同，这些家伙由于细胞强度太过于惊人的关系，并没有呈现出太多的金属化，仅仅只是在骨骼、血液和肌肉纤维中间形成大量肉眼无法观察到的纳米颗粒。

而这些颗粒会根据需要，迅速组成包括包裹在体表宛如黑色紧身衣一样的纳米装甲、强化热视的晶状体结构、各种各样的近战和远程武器，必要的时候还可以让身体进入超载状态，把多余存储的恒星能量一口气释放。

要知道完化超人之子所使用的烁油中可是拥有神血和神力，所以他们在各个方面都得到了大幅度的强化。

尤其是亚空间烁油，弥补了氪星人容易受到心灵和控制魔法影响的弱点。

再加上眼前这些可不单纯只是拥有超人的那些能力，同时另外一半血统还赋予了其一定的魔法天赋与类法术能力，属于不折不扣的全能战士、精锐中的精锐。

“是的，主人。一共三男三女。其中巨龙血统一人、原体基因两人、魔鬼血统一人、精灵血统一人、自然神侍血统一人。”

希欧蕊赶忙把这些卫队成员的信息一股脑抖落出来。

左思满意的点了下头：“还不错。我能感受到他们的力量、思维和意识，以及绝对的服从。说吧，你大老远脱离军团跑过来究竟有什么事情？”

“我……我听说您正准备发动一场战争？”

希欧蕊抬起头小心翼翼观察着新非瑞克西亚之父脸上表情的细微变化。

“所以呢？你也想要参与其中？”

左思盯着黑魔判那张美丽妖艳的脸庞反问。

后者赶忙回答道：“是的，我渴望能够再一次为您冲锋陷阵，赢得一场辉煌的胜利。

自从与燃烧军团的战争暂停之后，我们的大军已经无所事事很长一段时间了。

与其让他们待在原地腐烂生锈，还不如投入到新的战争中去。

毕竟只有战争才能让我们找到自己存在的意义。”

“呵呵，你的积极真是令我感到欣慰。

不过很遗憾，这次战争我并不打算启用在艾泽拉斯星球所在宇宙的军团。

因为与燃烧军团的战争并未结束。

我还需要你继续留在原地盯着他们，并随时做好发动全面战争征服整个宇宙的计划。

如果你真的闲着没事，那就尝试着去寻找进入暗影界和暗影虚空的方法吧。

别担心，我很欣赏你的指挥才能和战术运用，并没有任何想要换掉你的念头。”

说罢，左思伸出手轻轻抚摸着希欧蕊脸上那光滑的皮肤和纤细的脖颈。

这种亲密的举动无疑让后者感觉到了受宠若惊，赶忙低下头摆出顺从的模样，大概过了两三分钟左右才心满意足的转身离开。

不过她不知道的是自己前脚刚走，一名血红色身体上包裹着白瓷的艾蕾侬就从阴暗的角落里走了出来，笑盈盈的调侃道：“看我之前说过些什么？野心勃勃的希欧蕊是绝对不会放过任何一个机会的。她早已将我视作了最大的竞争对手，所以会千方百计的打压我。”

“那是因为你之前搞的机械正教让太多魔判官都感到了厌恶。毕竟新非瑞克西亚最大的特点是技术的进步与快速迭代，它与宗教所传达的理念是截然相反的。”

左思头也不回的说出了自己的看法。

尽管他从情感上并不喜欢艾蕾侬这个彻头彻尾的神棍，更看不上对方那所谓“万界归一”的理念。

但不可否认的是，这家伙在权谋方面的确是有一手，可以协助自己平衡新非瑞克西亚内部各个派系。

“之前的我犯了一个致命错误，但现在已经纠正回来了。

比起卡恩，您才是最适合、最完美的新非瑞克西亚之父。

甚至就连创造了初代烁油的约格莫夫，也没办法与您相提并论。

尤其是那种亚空间烁油，甚至能在不影响躯体的情况下直接完化一个人的精神和灵魂。”

在说这番话的时候，艾蕾侬的语气中透露出无限的崇拜与狂热。

跟其他非瑞克西亚的魔判官不同，她总是带着一种莫名其妙的宗教仪式感，喜欢搞一些隆重的形式主义来增加凝聚力。

“你还没有放弃机械正教的理念？”

左思不是很确定的问了一句。

艾蕾侬的笑着回应道：“当然不会放弃。因为那是我的理想，同样也能帮助您完成那个伟大的计划。毕竟想要创造出一个堪比神明的万机之魂，需要巨大无比的信仰之力。而能够做到这一点的就只有我所领导的白色派系。”

“行吧，那你就慢慢努力。我已经让完化的旅法师为秘罗地时空连接了战锤宇宙。至于能不能创造出万机之魂就要看你的表现了。”

左思一脸无所谓的结束了这次谈话。

自从在战锤宇宙中亲眼目睹了“机魂”的神奇后，他就一直想要搞一个来玩玩。

但苦于手下没有这方面的专业人才。

随着艾蕾侬完成了自己的工作，终于可以稍微的尝试一下了。

毕竟在搞宗教仪式这方面，她可是比许多神明教会的主教都要严谨在行。

送走了这位白魔判，左思立刻带着六名超人之子回到卡林港的皇宫中。

结果才刚传送过来，就看到了小安妮在用手里的生肉去喂周围的猫狗。

可那些猫狗却都一个个露出了十分人性化的为难的表情，谁也不肯吃血淋淋散发着腥味的生肉，然后被抓起来强行往里塞。

“安妮！你在做什么？”左思皱起眉头质问。

瞬间！

这个小家伙就被吓得从地上跳了起来，一副做了坏事被发现的样子，结结巴巴的解释道：“没……没什么，我在跟这些小动物玩呢。它们都饿了，需要吃东西。”

“小动物？我可不记得皇宫花园内养过任何猫狗。”

左思显然没那么容易被骗过。

尽管他的魔法视觉并不能分辨出这些猫狗身上是否有变形魔法的痕迹，但却能从后者的反应中确认，绝对是自己的宝贝女儿把人变成了动物。

“是妈妈特地为我弄来的。”

小安妮还没有意识到自己的谎言已经被拆穿，仍旧试图糊弄过去。

可她的小机灵怎么可能骗得过自己身经百战的老父亲。

虽说掺杂了来自黑暗虚空的力量会让魔法变得难以识别，但左思显然并不需要识别，直接朝猫狗中间的位置丢了一个摩登肯大裂解。

眨眼功夫，十几名侍女身上的变形魔法就得到了驱散，一个个心有余悸的从地上爬了起来。

从眼神中透露出来的畏惧不难看出，她们这几天被帝国的长公主折腾的有多惨。

尤其是一个疑似吃了生肉的家伙，直接扶着墙开始不受控制的干呕，鼻涕眼泪混杂着流了一地。

左思见状直接板起脸直勾勾盯着女儿的眼睛：“你还有什么想狡辩的吗？”

“……”

小安妮瞬间陷入沉默，低下头两只眼珠子滴流乱转，显然是在想办法逃脱惩罚。

At this moment, Aisha obviously heard the sound, so she ran over from the pavilion in the distance and asked nervously, "What's going on? What happened?"

"Well, see for yourself. Don't tell me that you've been letting her do whatever she wants without any restraint these days."

Zuo Si pointed at the maids who had just regained their human form and the large amount of vomit on the ground, with a hint of dissatisfaction clearly in his attitude.

"This is just a game between Annie and them. It won't really cause any harm. When Annie gets tired of playing, she will naturally restore them to their original state." Aisha hurriedly defended her daughter.

However, it is not difficult to tell from her flickering eyes that she is actually quite guilty.

Zuo Si rolled his eyes at his nominally legal wife.

"It seems like it was a mistake to leave Annie to you.

You're pampering her too much, and that's not good for her growth.

Especially to establish a correct outlook on life and values.

Look what she did? She randomly turned a bunch of people into animals and then forced them to eat raw meat.

If this continues, Anne will lose the most basic respect for others and life."

"So you're going to take her away from me?"

A strong look of reluctance emerged on Aisha's face.

"Yes, I plan to teach her myself for a while. But don't worry, I will bring her back to visit you once a month at most."

After saying that, Zuo Si raised his hand and activated the spherical magic barrier surrounding his daughter.

In an instant, little Annie felt that her magical power was suppressed.

Obviously, this is the punishment she will face next.

Zuo Si has always believed that teaching children is not much different from taming pets.

It’s nothing more than making rewards and punishments as fair as possible.

Especially before the three views are established, if you want to restrain them, you first need to establish awe and let the children understand that they will be punished if they do something they shouldn’t do.

Only in this way can they stop doing wrong things when they are driven and tempted by their instincts.

As for what makes sense...

Come on, how many kids would listen seriously to such empty and boring words?

Not to mention children, even adults will find it annoying.

However, the problem Zuo Si is facing now is that it is not easy to build up awe of himself in his daughter's heart.

Because little Annie had quasi-divine powers, the beatings that seemed like the end of the world to ordinary children obviously had no effect on her at all.

Unless you use an artifact of +5 or above, any weapon with a slightly lower enchantment level will not leave any mark.

"Oh - all right. Everything is up to you."

Aisha sighed helplessly and did not continue to make trouble.

Because she knew that this was what her daughter needed most.

"No! I don't want to go! I don't want to leave my mother!"

As a quasi-divine being, little Annie's powerful perception undoubtedly detected something, and she immediately wanted to rush to her mother to avoid her father.

Unfortunately, her short legs hadn't taken her two steps before Zuo Si grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up.

Still want to run? No way!

“From now on, I’m going to set rules for you.

Doing the right thing will be rewarded, and doing the wrong thing will be punished.

Don't try to escape, because I can find you immediately no matter where you run.

And don't try to hide it by lying and cheating, because that means double punishment.

Do you understand? "

Zuo Si said in what he thought was a fairly kind tone.

"Humph! Bad dad! I hate you!"

Little Annie pouted indignantly.

"You may hate me, but you must obey the rules I set. Also, don't think your mother can protect you, because even she has to obey me."

Zuo Si did not delve into his daughter's childish behavior, but simply continued to release his strong sense of oppression.

After a while, little Annie clearly sensed this force that was much stronger than her own. She no longer dared to keep a stern face. She hung her head and said in a weak voice, "Okay, I know I was wrong. I will behave myself in the future."

"Great! This is my good daughter. As long as you behave yourself, I promise you will get whatever you want."

Having achieved his goal, Zuo Si immediately smiled kindly and kissed his daughter on the forehead. Then he turned around and let her face the six sons of supermen.

"See? From today on, they are your guards and will obey any orders you give them 100%."

"Guards?"

Little Annie blinked in confusion.

Because since she gained independent consciousness, she has never seen anything that could threaten her except her father, not even her mother's ancestor, Shane VII.

So she didn't think she needed any guards at all.

"That's right. They live for you and will die for you. They will be the closest people to you besides your parents and siblings. Now, go say hello to them."

As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si threw his daughter directly to the female Superman's son standing on the far right.

The latter immediately released his biological force field and steadily caught his little master, his eyes full of pampering and tenderness.