Someone once said that the character of a country's ruling class can be seen from what they react to the fastest, what they are perfunctory, procrastinate, try to fool around with, or even simply turn a blind eye and pretend nothing happened.
The former can reflect what is vital to them and what are their core interests.
The latter means being able to see through the true thoughts behind the hypocritical lies of politicians.
As the horrific Demon War came to an end, the top officials of the US government, as the main battlefield, did not pay attention to the people who were still in panic, nor did they try to deal with the troops who mutinied and defected at the critical moment. Instead, they came out from their previous hiding places and took a special plane to the door of a restaurant in the metropolis as quickly as possible.
Among these people are the commander-in-chief of the armed forces and the elected supreme leader - the president, military representatives from the Ministry of National Defense, and even spokesmen for large conglomerates and the family forces behind them.
In short, those who have the fastest news channels have already known that the earth and human society can no longer hide in small circles and play by themselves as in the past.
Because there are too many external forces that can lead to the destruction of entire civilizations or even planets.
Superman, who even issued a clear ultimatum to the US government, is the most urgent and terrifying enemy that needs to be faced.
Therefore, they must find out what attitude this demon god, who protected mankind from a catastrophe, holds.
After all, Zuo Si has publicly declared that the Earth in this timeline is his sphere of influence and property.
As a hegemonic empire engaged in global neo-colonialism, the American ruling class is only too aware of how it should approach its new masters who possess powerful forces and endless armies since it has in fact become a colony.
Right now, this group of middle-aged and elderly people in suits and ties who hold enormous power and wealth are gathered at the door of the restaurant and whispering, as if they are discussing whether to go in now or wait until the other party finishes their meal.
Although we have learned from Batman Bruce Wayne that this demon is not as scary as people imagine, he is even very reasonable and has a strong sense of contract.
But the problem is that after witnessing the other party's incredible and terrifying power with their own eyes, they, as mortals, will instinctively feel awe and fear.
In addition, disturbing others while they were eating was considered very impolite, so these people wanted to wait until Zuo Si finished his meal before entering.
But the problem is that they obviously overlooked one thing.
That is, the human stomach is limited, so once it is almost full, it can no longer eat.
But the appetites of demons and quasi-divine powers are limitless.
They can keep eating as long as they like.
As a result, these people stood waiting at the door for two hours, but the meal inside still showed no sign of ending.
The weight of the food he ate alone was estimated to be over several hundred kilograms, and the beverage bottles he drank formed a small mountain on the side.
In order to avoid running out of ingredients in stock, the restaurant manager even called suppliers and placed several expedited orders.
At this moment, a refrigerated truck with a logo on it is parked at the back door leading to the kitchen to unload goods.
Including a large amount of fresh seafood and fresh steaks that have been slaughtered no more than two hours ago.
As one of the top restaurants in the metropolis, its greatest feature is that it can always purchase the freshest ingredients, ensuring that every customer who comes to consume here can get the best taste and flavor experience.
Of course, the high cost also makes it difficult for ordinary people to afford it.
"Gentlemen, I don't think we can wait any longer.
It was obvious that this honorable Lord Demon and his daughter probably had a stomach that could never be filled.
Now we have to take a little risk and go in to show our respect and submission to him, while at the same time finding out his attitude towards humans and the earth.
After all, Superman's ultimatum only lasts two weeks.
In addition, the mutinous troops also began to seize power by force in some states and formed separatist forces.
The situation we are facing is not optimistic.”
The president took a deep breath and took the initiative to offer suggestions to the representatives of all the political groups, financial groups and major families present.
Because he had experienced too much excitement today.
In addition, due to my old age and lack of energy, I can no longer endure this agonizing wait, and there is also the huge psychological pressure brought by the anxiety.
If he didn't go in, he wasn't even sure if he could stay sane, sober, and bear the heavy burden of his brain running at high speed.
"Are you sure that going in now won't disturb the interest of the Demon Lord?"
Another old white man in his seventies had a worried expression on his face.
"Adam, what do you think?"
Rather than answer the question himself, the president looked to the only expert with experience in the field in the upper echelons of government.
Of course, he didn't know that the other party's so-called "experience" was actually all obtained from Batman Bruce Wayne.
I just glanced at Mail from a distance, that's all.
But this did not prevent Adam from using the experience as a promotion opportunity, and he quickly replied with a smile: "I don't think there is any need to worry.
After all, this great demon god has been on Earth for a long time.
However, there is no record of him directly killing anyone.
Just the opposite!
Rather than resorting to violence, he seems to prefer to get what he wants through trade.
As far as I know, Bruce Wayne once made a deal with him and obtained a lot of advanced technologies and incredible magic potions.
This time, Superman dared to issue us an ultimatum to become the dictator of all mankind. Most likely, he had made an unknown secret deal with us.
You have to know that this person restored all the damage to its original state after the war and resurrected all the dead civilians.
According to psychologists' assessment, he most likely regards the earth and human beings as his own, and therefore has a certain desire to protect them and will not allow them to be destroyed by foreign enemies.
So I think it won't be dangerous to go in now, maybe he will politely invite us to have dinner together."
The old man nodded thoughtfully: "Well, it seems to make sense.
Then let's try to go in and say hello first.
Oh, and don't forget the gifts.
Have everyone check their gifts.
This is an important part of expressing our respect and obedience, and there must be no accidents."
"Don't worry, I asked the Secret Service to check everyone one by one more than an hour ago."
After saying this, the president gave a reassuring look to the biggest financial backer who supported his successful election. He then raised his hand to signal the agents protecting him to wait where they were, and pushed open the tightly closed door and walked in.
With him were less than thirty men and the gifts they carried.
Because not everyone is qualified to listen to the content of the conversation that is about to begin.
“Hahahaha! These idiots finally stopped standing at the door blowing in the cold wind. I thought they would stand there until dark, but they couldn’t hold on so soon.”
Little Annie threw a piece of cream pudding into her mouth and laughed at these people who were considered the most powerful people in the United States and even the world.
She was free to do whatever she wanted and didn't bother to hide her thoughts when facing these harmless mortals.
You should know that the higher the position a person is in, the stronger his self-esteem tends to be, and the less he can tolerate others denying or even insulting him.
So when a group of people in power who were used to giving orders and being flattered by others heard a young girl laughing at their stupidity, their faces immediately turned red involuntarily and strong anger surged in their hearts.
But soon, they forced themselves to control their emotions and forced themselves to smile humbly and flatteringly.
There's no way. I can't afford to offend him.
These people had all seen the terrifying magical power displayed by the daughter of the demon god in the previous war.
Not to mention mere ridicule and insults, even if they were given a big fight in front of each other, they would praise the fight as good, loud, and making them feel great.
Although it sounds very despicable, this is the most real reaction of the weak when facing the strong.
"Annie, you are so rude.
I have taught you many times that you should always show the minimum respect to both gods and beggars.
Because respecting others is respecting yourself.
Putting down and insulting others for no reason only makes you look childish and superficial."
Zuo Si gave his rude daughter a warning look.
In a flash!
Little Annie, who had been carried away just now, immediately lowered her head and pretended to be a good child who was willing to learn.
Because she knew that if she dared to show the slightest rebellion in such a situation, she would definitely suffer the consequences.
Seeing that the girl had behaved herself, Zuo Si turned around and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my daughter has been a little neglected in her upbringing, so she has always been a little rebellious and outspoken. I hope you don't take it to heart."
"Oh! How could that be! You are so polite. We have brought some gifts to express our gratitude. Please accept them."
The president immediately showed a flattered expression, put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply, and added in his heart, "How dare we?"
“Please take a seat.
I'm sure you must be hungry after standing at the door for so long, so why not eat something first.
The steak and seafood rice here are both delicious and I personally highly recommend them.
In addition, the puddings and various desserts are also quite unique. If you like sweets, you can try them. "
Zuo Si introduced the delicious food in the restaurant to the other party as if he was chatting. He didn't look like a demon god who had just fought a brutal war with the new gods. Instead, he looked like a warm-hearted and kind-hearted gourmet.
His equal and friendly attitude made the top leaders, including the president, a little overwhelmed.
Especially the words of education for little Annie at the beginning, which didn't sound like they came from the mouth of a demon god at all, but more like those of a polite upper-class person.
But in order to keep the harmonious atmosphere from cooling down, they all sat down and ordered the dishes recommended by Zuo Si from the waiter.
After a while, plates of steaming delicious food were brought up one after another.
Although no one was interested in eating, they still picked up their knives and forks and pretended to put the food into their mouths, nodding and praising continuously, indicating that they had not eaten such authentic steak and paella for a long time.
When the meal was almost over, the president put down his cutlery and took up his glass to drink some champagne, clearing all the food residues in his mouth. He then raised his head and cautiously asked, "Dear Mr. Soth, we have many doubts and puzzles about the future of this country and even the whole human race. We hope to get answers from you."
"Oh? What do you want to know?"
Zuo Si leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands in front of his chest and asked with a smile.
“It’s about Superman.
He gave us his ultimatum hours ago through Bruce Wayne.
Demands that all countries, including the US government, give up resistance and accept his rule.
But we believe that you are the one who protects the earth and mankind, so you should be our master."
When he said this, the president's eyes revealed sincerity and gratitude, and his performance was truly textbook-level.
Just look at the shocked and bewildered expression on little Annie's face and you will know how much psychological impact the other party's shameless lies have caused her.
After all, the girl can directly read the president's thoughts and memories through magic, so she knows very well the guy's true thoughts.
"hehe……"
Zuo Si laughed meaninglessly, and then responded softly, "Superman did make a deal with me, so I allowed him to rule the earth with his own power.
But that doesn't mean I support him.
Just acquiescence.
If you can find a way to fight it, I won't interfere.
Because I always believe that mortal affairs should be resolved by mortals themselves.
As for my attitude.
I will ensure that the Earth and humanity will not be threatened from the outside, but in theory I will not interfere too much in your internal struggles."
"But can Superman be considered a mortal? He is not even an Earthling, but an invader from Krypton."
Another old man stood up and pointed out the problem angrily.
Although in Superman's eyes, he grew up on Earth and was adopted by his adoptive parents who were also Earthlings.
Whether in terms of thoughts, consciousness, or identity, he is naturally a member of the human race.
This was proven by his choice when General Zod led the Kryptonian remnants to invade Earth.
But the problem is that in the eyes of the outside world, Superman can be the son of Krypton and can be a god on earth, but he can never be a member of the human race on Earth.
Because from the moment he revealed his power, he was destined to be regarded as an alien.
I have to say, this kind of life where one tries desperately to fit in but always gets rejected is really quite sad.
It's like a paradox.
The more Superman seeks recognition by displaying strength and determination to defend the Earth, the less likely people will see him as an Earthling.
"So... you think Superman ruling the Earth should be considered an alien invasion?"
Zuo Si pursed his lips and couldn't help but smile, and at the same time he couldn't help but applaud the other party's flexible thinking and moral bottom line.
When Superman is needed to work hard, they admit that he is an earthling, but when Superman becomes a threat, they directly expel him from the earth and classify him as an alien? How ironic, shameless and double-standard.
They are truly the descendants of the colonists who, after exterminating the Native Americans, could still celebrate "Thanksgiving" with a clear conscience.
Although they are never grateful to the indigenous people who once helped them through difficult times, but to the god they believe in.
"Uh...isn't it possible?"
The old man asked back in an uncertain tone.
Zuo Si shook his head meaningfully: "Of course not.
Because according to your laws, Superman is actually already a legal citizen of this country.
And after he sacrificed himself in the last battle against Doomsday, you posthumously recognized him as a hero who saved the Earth and all mankind.
Although I know that double standards are what you are best at, it doesn't work on me.
Since you have acknowledged that Superman is a member of the earth, you have to accept both the good and bad sides he brings.
You can't admit it when it's beneficial, but push it away when it becomes a threat."
"So it's inevitable that Superman will become the dictator of Earth?"
There was a hint of trembling and fear in the president's voice.
Whether it was him or the others, their reactions were similar.
After all, as the blue-blooded aristocrats of the old American Star-Spangled Banner, it can be said that few of them and their families are clean.
If Superman really started using his super hearing and Cyborg's control over the Internet and electronic communications to monitor the world, it wouldn't be long before all the hidden crimes would be exposed.
What awaits them then is not just the loss of power and wealth.
If things go wrong, it might be like the aristocrats and capitalists of Tsarist Russia during the October Revolution, who were subjected to a ruthless purge.
"It all depends on whether the Batman who controls Gotham's night can come up with a solution.
Also, I don't quite understand why you guys are so afraid of Superman.
After all, ruling is not something that can be accomplished by just one or two people.
Even if he wants to become a dictator, he will ultimately need a huge bureaucratic and judicial system to maintain social stability.
And now you are the ones who control this system."
Zuo Si pretended to be kind and reminded everyone present.
"You mean..."
The president was obviously a smart man. His eyes lit up slightly and he immediately noticed the subtext.
Zuo Si hinted mysteriously, “I wonder if you have heard of the darkness that shrouds the metropolis?
Now let’s find the source of this darkness.
She will tell you how to survive a Superman dictatorship and even how to set up a secret deep state.
Of course, this may come at a cost.
But it is definitely within an acceptable range for you.
Maybe someone in the family behind some of you is already a member of this group."
"The darkness that hangs over Metropolis? The Blood Queen!"
An old man's pupils suddenly dilated and he shouted out the title of the Vampire Queen Badi in this world.
"See, what did I say? Now you should understand what you can do, right?"
After saying this, Zuo Si stood up and wrote a series of numbers on a signed check as payment to the restaurant, then put it on the table and left.
When he, his son and daughter activated the Planeswalker Spark and headed for Mirrodin, the president who was closest to them noticed that the signature on the check was "Badi".
moment!
He suddenly realized that this blood queen who made the entire metropolis quickly become like Gotham was most likely Zuo Si's subordinate.
In other words, Superman's current appearance was actually all a pre-arranged script.
And this script began from the moment of his death.
It is even possible that things will continue to develop according to this script now and in the future.
It's as if the whole world is tightly entangled by the thread called fate, and even Superman, the god on earth, is just a puppet being controlled.
What about yourself?
What role did he play in this script? Did Zuo Si deliberately let him see this signature? There were too many questions that troubled the American president who had vaguely touched the truth, and at the same time, he felt incomparable awe and fear in his heart.
Just as his aging brain was working rapidly, a voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.
"Mr. President, what are you thinking about?"
"Ah! No, nothing. Come on, let's go meet the real ruler of Metropolis - the Blood Queen."
The president quickly covered the signature on the check by putting down his empty glass.
He obviously didn't want others to discover this secret.
Just like that, the group left the restaurant directly and, escorted by the Secret Service and countless bodyguards, came to a castle-style villa on the outskirts of the city.
After passing through the garden and the dark and narrow corridors inside, they finally arrived at the secret base deep underground.
才刚迈出楼梯口，那扑面而来的刺鼻血腥味和位于大厅中央巨大无比的血池，就让每一个造访者都瞬间不由自主的打了个激灵。
心理承受能力稍弱一点的更是下意识捂住口鼻，差点没把之前吃下去的食物给吐出来。
透过昏暗的红色光线，这些统治阶级的高层终于看见了不远处那个坐在猩红色王座上的身影。
黑色的头发、惨白的皮肤，一张精致美丽到令人窒息的面容，从头到脚都散发着妖艳、冰冷与死亡气息。
“您就是血腥女王巴荻？”
总统强忍着对于刺鼻血腥味的恶心率先开口试探道。
因为眼前这一幕实在是太过于具有视觉冲击力了。
在这个地下宫殿的周围，甚至还能看到用人类尸体和死灵系魔法制作出来的恐怖艺术品。
这些血肉雕塑大多赤裸着身体，亦或是只穿着非常少的布料。
有些甚至还禁锢着灵魂可以开口说话，亦或是不断发出惨叫、哀嚎与痛苦的呻吟。
任谁在见过这一幕之后都不会觉得坐在王座上的女性会是个人类。
“没错，就是我。关于你们的来意，我已经都知道了。现在让我们跳过无聊的试探直接进入正题吧。”
巴荻举起手中装满鲜血的杯子仰起头一饮而尽，然后咧开嘴露出两颗锋利的尖牙，缓缓站起身踩着同样血红色的地毯走了下来。
作为类神力不死生物，她的力量虽然远没有太阳骑士戴维安那么强大，但也绝非弱者。
尤其是负能量和恐惧灵气的组合，对凡人精神、心理和身体造成的冲击绝对是致命的。
才短短几秒钟的功夫，包括总统在内的所有人裤裆都湿了，还有的更是两眼一翻直接晕了过去。
尽管巴荻没有展现出哪怕一丁点的敌意，更没有刻意吓唬这些六七十岁的老家伙，但依旧造成了巨大的恐慌和混乱。
幸好！
在这关键时刻总统还是表现出了一国最高领导人的气度，厉声呵斥道：“安静！你们难道忘记我们是来干什么的了吗？”
他的声音就像是一记警钟，立马让几个情绪崩溃的人恢复了理智。
“你很不错！”
吸血鬼女王向对方投去了赞许的目光。
要知道以她现在的恐惧灵气等级，即便是LV12左右的战士在不借助任何魔法和魔法物品的帮助下，可能都会因为无法通过意志坚定而瞬间陷入士气崩溃的恐慌之中。
可这位总统明明连LV1的战士等级都没有，却愣是凭借意志力抗住了。
光凭这一点就足以证明他即便刨除现在的身份与地位也依旧是个相当优秀的人才。
“谢谢夸奖！ 如果我没猜错的话，您应该是一名吸血鬼，对吗？
您之所以能成为笼罩在大都会上空的黑暗，靠的就是把那些渴望摆脱衰老、病痛和死亡的人转化成您的后裔。
只是我不太理解，您又是通过什么样的方式避开超人的监视呢？”
总统直截了当提出了最核心的问题。
他可不觉得超人在亲眼目睹堕落后的路易斯·莱恩后，会不对造成这一切的幕后黑手进行报复。
可问题是根据情报部门给出的信息，超人的追查与报复仅仅到了黑帮这个层面后便再也查不到任何有用的信息了。
哪怕是靠他的超级听力也无济于事。
“很简单，靠魔法。”
说着，巴荻抬起手施展了一个简单的法术在两人之间建立起心灵连接，并通过该连接进行简单的沟通。
要知道她可不是普通的吸血鬼，而由她创造的后裔也远比普通吸血鬼更强大。
像这种直接通过心灵沟通的法术基本是每一个新生的吸血鬼都同样拥有，属于天生类法术能力的一种。
“原来如此！”
在体会到了魔法的力量后，总统立刻就明白为什么即便是以超人的听力也依旧无法找到幕后黑手报仇。
因为那些已经被转化成吸血鬼的人，有一个算一个压根都不用声音乃至电话、互联网传递消息。
他们直接通过心灵进行对话跟信息的传递，根本不可能被外人截获。
不过这位总统还不知道，吸血鬼其实还有一个更大的优势，那就是作为不死生物免疫一切心灵能力和法术。
换而言之，即便是像火星猎人那样的最强大心灵能力者，也不可能读取到吸血鬼的思想和记忆。
在这种情况下，超人的超级听力自然也就派不上什么用场。
“转化成为吸血鬼有什么弱点跟好处吗？”
在意识到成为吸血鬼就能避开超人的监控，包括总统在内的所有人都表现出了强烈的兴趣。
巴荻抿起嘴角笑着回答道：“弱点就是怕光、怕一切跟正能量有关的东西，对鲜血有一种强烈的渴望和冲动。
不过第一种可以通过佩戴魔法物品来抵抗。
我这里就有特制的斗篷可以抵御阳光。
虽然站在阳光下仍旧会感到非常的痛苦、难受，但起码不至于瞬间灰飞烟灭。
除此之外，再就是被木桩钉入心脏会导致永久性的死亡。
至于好处，那可就太多了。
对你们这些老人最具有吸引力的就是永不生病、永不衰老，可以继续享受美酒、性和权力带来的快感。
成为吸血鬼后还可以获得超越人类的力量、速度和敏捷，可以自己化身成为蝙蝠、狼、气态，可以释放魅惑法术直接控制一个人令其对你唯命是从。
无论受到怎样的重创，只要还有一口气就能通过吸食血液快速恢复。
怎么样，你们打算什么时候拥抱鲜血与死亡的黑暗力量？”
“就是现在！”
总统在其他人震惊的注视下毫不犹豫做出了决定。
因为他知道这就是大魔神对自己等人命运的安排，根本不存在逃避的可能性。
要么成为吸血鬼在超人独裁的统治下悄无声息构建一个影子政府，要么被直接淘汰永远的从这个世界消失。
身为一名贪婪、自私、无耻的政客，他才不会为了坚守人类身份的底线而选择自我毁灭。
“我喜欢你的果断！”
巴荻眼睛里闪过一丝异样的红色幽光，随后冲一名女性后裔招了招手。
后者瞬间心领神会，直接带着这位总统先生进入专门为进行初拥而建造的密室中。
随着第一个带头者的出现，其余的人在短暂犹豫过后也都纷纷加入其中，压根就没有一个退出。
看着密室内密密麻麻躺在棺材里接受了初拥正在转化的人，吸血鬼女王不由得笑着感叹道：“主人的预料果然是对的。
这些人为了生存和保住家族所掌握的权力与财富会不惜一切代价。
只是他们不知道，自己在这场游戏中不过是一枚棋子罢了。
我要的根本不是他们，而是他们背后那张庞大的关系网。
等这张网彻底落入我的掌控后，他们的生死就无关紧要了。”
“您的意思是……等时机成熟就把他们丢出去交给超人处置？”
旁边另外一名男性吸血鬼后裔人不追追问了一句。
“不！
那样太浪费了。
既然蝙蝠侠布鲁斯·韦恩决定要与超人对抗到底，那为什么不多给他一些帮助呢？
比如说让他知道在超人组建的新政府内，始终有一群隐藏在暗处的反抗者。
相信以他的性格，肯定会选择先联合一起推翻超人的暴政再说。
如此一来，这场社会实验才会变得更加有趣。”
在说这番话的时候，巴荻语气中充满了赤裸裸毫不掩饰的恶趣味。
她显然非常享受这种躲在暗处把所有人都玩弄于股掌之上的感觉，并且还认为暴君超人堕落的还不够彻底，还可以再变得更加冷酷残忍一些。
……
与此同时，远在新非瑞克西亚诞生的秘罗地时空。
左思正站在作为这个同心圆世界的最深处，注视着从起源之墙另外一边注入能量所形成的核心，足足过了一分钟才头也不回的问：“它维持这种状态已经多久了？”
“差不多六个小时零十二分钟三十七秒了，伟大的新非瑞克西亚之父。”
瓦什托尔不加思索的给出了确切数字。
“在整个升维过程中没有遭遇任何阻碍或是强大的抗拒力量？”
左思摸着下巴饶有兴致的继续追问。
由于他当时并不在场，所以有很多细节并不是很清楚，现在需要稍微深入了解一下。
瓦什托尔赶忙摇了摇头：“没有。
那个宇宙的源头似乎并不排斥这次扩张性质的延伸。
只是刚流出来的能量有些过于狂躁且难以控制。
就好像来自黑暗虚空的那些原始能量和物质一样。
但不同之处在于，那些存在于能量和物质内部的混乱逻辑似乎受到了某种规则的改造。”
“照这个说法，起源之墙后边岂不就是传说中的第一因？是它将黑暗虚空的能量和物质转化成创造整个宇宙所必须的东西？”
Zuo Si was undoubtedly very interested in this topic.
"Jinjitasha and I think so.
However, until there is definite evidence, it can only be regarded as a guess or hypothesis.
And we think that the Wall of Origin, which is regarded as a threat by countless gods, should be some kind of protective device.
Its real purpose is not to imprison living things, but to ensure that the power from the dark void does not directly flow in and destroy everything.
The reason why it did not react to our actions is that we did not bring these dangerous things into that universe, but injected them into a relatively closed and isolated space-time. "
Vashtor revealed all of his and Jinjitasha's research results without reservation.
Because he knew that the exploration and research of the DC universe basically ended at this point.
If this continues, it may lead to the collapse, restart, or even complete destruction of the universe.
Because if anything goes wrong with the Wall of Origin, the consequences will be catastrophic.
"Well done! I'm glad you reminded Jinjitasha to consult me at the last minute. Remember, keep a close eye on him and try not to let him make any mistakes he shouldn't make."
After saying this, Zuo Si raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the god of creation and invention to show encouragement.
Today, Vashtor is like an insurance for Jinjitasha. Not only can he share a large part of the research burden, but he can also step on the brakes at the critical moment.
"Understood! Don't worry, I will always be your most loyal and reliable servant."
Vashtor bowed his head slightly to show humility and respect.
Hearing this, Zuo Si showed a satisfied smile on his face. He turned around and asked his son and daughter, "Have you two decided what kind of gods you want to become? You should know that although this does not require the ignition of the divine spark like the real deification, it is also highly bound to the godhood and divine power."
"Of course I want to be the God of Magic!"
Little Annie was the first to raise her hand and voice her demands.
"Very good! Then I will grant you the title of the God of Magic of Mirrodin."
As he spoke, Zuo Si gently pressed his palm on his daughter's head and used the power he had obtained.
moment!
The sparkling oil that had completed the dimensional upgrade flowed into the girl's body and merged with her original divine power.
This is obviously not a complete transformation, but is closer to the way Zuo Si himself controls the oil.
However, what little Annie obtained was not complete control, but only the right to use, just like Darkseid gave the Omega rays to his offspring.
Not long after, the girl's body began to shine with dazzling arcane light, and then a mysterious scarf appeared out of thin air and was draped over her shoulders.
On the surface of the scarf, you can see countless spots of light dotted like pearls and gems.
There was no pattern or rhyme to these points of light, clearly symbolizing her understanding of the chaotic nature of magic.
"Ha! It feels good! Now I can call myself a magic goddess! I just wonder if Aunt Midnight will be mad if she hears."
Little Annie, wearing a silk scarf that symbolized magical authority, turned around in a circle and freely created the supernatural landscape she liked around her.
Zuo Si ignored his daughter who was in a state of high spirits, and instead turned his gaze to his youngest son and asked, "What about you? You don't want to become the god of death, do you?"
"I think your question is a bit unnecessary. After all, I can't choose any other way, right?"
Meyer spread his hands with an attitude that said "it's up to you".
"Okay, then you will be the god of death."
Zuo Si immediately gave the other party the power of death.
In a flash!
The already terrifying aura of death on Mailer became even stronger and purer.
Not only that!
Black lightning like the Speed Force began to flash on his body.
"This is……"
Meier was clearly surprised by his newfound power.
But Zuo Si obviously realized something and immediately explained: "Relax, this is a manifestation of the death force of the universe.
On Apokolips, Darkseid once captured Death and used that power to create the Black Runner.
It is said that anyone who becomes the host of the Black Runner will become the fastest person in the entire universe.
Because this super speed means that no one can escape death.
Many speedsters died while being hunted by black runners."
"Speed is also a form of death?"
Mailer was undoubtedly very interested in this new concept of death. He immediately turned into a black flash of lightning and disappeared at the end of his sight.
Apart from Zuo Si, who also possessed super speed, even little Annie could hardly see her brother's movements and trajectory clearly.
Because he was so fast, so fast that he ran millions of times around Mirrodin in just a moment.
Most of New Phyrexia's creations were unaware that the god of death was even passing by them.
(End of this chapter)