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 protects 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.
As soon as they stepped out of the stairs, the pungent smell of blood and the huge pool of blood in the middle of the hall made every visitor shudder involuntarily.
Those with weaker psychological endurance subconsciously covered their mouths and noses and almost vomited out the food they had eaten.
Through the dim red light, the top leaders of the ruling class finally saw the figure sitting on the scarlet throne not far away.
Black hair, pale skin, a face so exquisitely beautiful that it was breathtaking, exuding the aura of enchantment, coldness, and death from head to toe.
"Are you the Bloody Queen Badi?"
The president suppressed his nausea at the pungent smell of blood and spoke first to test the waters.
Because the scene before my eyes was too visually impactful.
Around this underground palace, you can even see horrific works of art made with human corpses and necromancy magic.
Most of these flesh sculptures are naked or wear very little clothing.
Some even restrict their souls from speaking, or they keep screaming, wailing, and groaning in pain.
No one who has seen this scene would think that the woman sitting on the throne is a human being.
"Yes, it's me. I already know everything about your purpose. Now let's skip the boring probing and get straight to the point."
Badi raised the cup filled with blood in his hand and drank it all in one gulp. Then he grinned, revealing two sharp fangs. He slowly stood up and walked down the equally blood-red carpet.
As a quasi-divine undead creature, her power is not as strong as that of the Sun Knight Davian, but she is by no means weak.
Especially the combination of negative energy and fear aura, the impact it causes on mortals' spirit, psychology, and body is absolutely fatal.
In just a few seconds, the crotches of everyone, including the president, were wet, and some even fainted with their eyes rolled back.
Although Badi did not show even the slightest hostility, nor did he deliberately scare these old guys in their sixties and seventies, he still caused great panic and chaos.
fortunately!
At this critical moment, the president still showed the demeanor of a top leader of a country and shouted sternly: "Quiet! Have you forgotten what we are here for?"
His voice was like a wake-up call, immediately bringing several emotionally broken people back to their senses.
“You’re great!”
The Vampire Queen gave the other a look of approval.
You know, with her current level of fear aura, even a warrior around LV12, without the help of any magic or magic items, might instantly fall into panic and morale collapse because of his inability to strengthen his will.
But this president didn't even have a LV1 warrior level, but he managed to hold on with his willpower.
This alone is enough to prove that even without his current identity and status, he is still a very outstanding talent.
“Thank you for the compliment! If I’m not mistaken, you should be a vampire, right?
You became the darkness that hangs over Metropolis by transforming those who longed to escape aging, illness, and death into your descendants.
But I don't quite understand how you managed to avoid Superman's surveillance."
The president got to the point.
He didn't think that Superman would not seek revenge on the mastermind behind all this after witnessing the corruption of Lois Lane.
But the problem is that according to the information provided by the intelligence department, Superman's pursuit and revenge only reached the level of the gangsters and no longer found any useful information.
Even his super hearing was of no use.
"It's simple. It depends on magic."
As he spoke, Badi raised his hand and cast a simple spell to establish a mental connection between the two of them, allowing them to communicate simply through this connection.
You have to know that she is not an ordinary vampire, and the offspring she created are far more powerful than ordinary vampires.
Spells like this that communicate directly through the mind are basically possessed by every newborn vampire and are a kind of innate spell-like ability.
"I see!"
After experiencing the power of magic, the president immediately understood why even with superhuman hearing he was still unable to find the mastermind behind the incident and take revenge.
Because those who have been transformed into vampires, one by one, don't need to use voice or even telephone or the Internet to transmit messages.
They communicate and transmit information directly through their minds, which is impossible to be intercepted by outsiders.
However, the president did not know that vampires actually have a greater advantage, that is, as undead creatures, they are immune to all psychic abilities and spells.
In other words, even the most powerful psychic like Martian Manhunter cannot read the thoughts and memories of a vampire.
In this case, Superman's super hearing is naturally of no use.
"Are there any weaknesses or advantages to becoming a vampire?"
After realizing that becoming a vampire would allow them to avoid Superman's surveillance, everyone, including the President, showed great interest.
Badi pursed his lips and smiled and replied, "My weakness is that I am afraid of light, afraid of everything related to positive energy, and I have a strong desire and impulse for blood.
However, the first one can be resisted by wearing magic items.
I have a special cloak here to protect me from the sun.
Although standing in the sun would still feel very painful and uncomfortable, at least it would not disappear into ashes in an instant.
In addition, having a stake driven into the heart would result in permanent death.
As for the benefits, there are too many.
What is most attractive to you old people is that you will never get sick, never grow old, and can continue to enjoy the pleasures of wine, sex and power.
After becoming a vampire, you can gain strength, speed and agility beyond that of humans. You can transform yourself into a bat, a wolf, or a gaseous form. You can cast charm spells to directly control a person and make him or her obey you.
No matter how badly injured he was, as long as he still had a breath left he could recover quickly by sucking blood.
So, when will you embrace the dark powers of blood and death?"
"Now!"
The president made the decision without hesitation as others looked on in shock.
Because he knew that this was the Great Demon God's arrangement for the fate of himself and others, and there was no possibility of escape.
Either become a vampire and quietly build a shadow government under the dictatorship of Superman, or be eliminated and disappear from this world forever.
As a greedy, selfish and shameless politician, he will not choose to self-destruct in order to maintain the bottom line of his human identity.
"I like your decisiveness!"
A strange red light flashed in Badi's eyes, and then he waved to a female descendant.
The latter immediately understood what he meant and took the President directly into a secret room specially built for the first embrace.
With the emergence of the first leader, the rest of the people joined in after a brief hesitation, and no one quit at all.
Looking at the people who were lying in coffins in the secret room and undergoing transformation after the First Embrace, the Vampire Queen couldn't help but smile and sighed, "My Master's prediction was indeed correct.
These people will do whatever it takes to survive and preserve the power and wealth held by their family.
But they don’t know that they are just pawns in this game.
What I want is not them at all, but the huge network of relationships behind them.
Once this network is completely under my control, their lives and deaths will no longer matter. "
"You mean... throw them out to Superman when the time is right?"
Another male vampire descendant nearby asked without hesitation.
"No!
That would be such a waste.
Now that Batman Bruce Wayne has decided to fight Superman to the end, why not give him a little more help?
For example, let him know that within the new government formed by Superman, there is always a group of rebels hiding in the dark.
I believe that with his personality, he will definitely choose to unite to overthrow Superman's tyranny first.
That would make this social experiment more interesting.”
When saying this, Badi's tone was full of naked and undisguised bad taste.
She obviously enjoyed the feeling of hiding in the dark and manipulating everyone, and she also thought that the Tyrant Superman was not corrupt enough and could become even more cruel.
…
Meanwhile, far away on the plane of Mirrodin, New Phyrexia was born.
Zuo Si was standing at the deepest part of this concentric world, staring at the core formed by the energy injected from the other side of the origin wall. After a full minute, he asked without turning his head, "How long has it been in this state?"
"Almost six hours, twelve minutes, and thirty-seven seconds, great father of New Phyrexia."
Vashtor gave the exact number without hesitation.
"Did you encounter any obstacles or strong resistance during the entire process of dimensional ascension?"
Zuo Si stroked his chin and continued to ask with interest.
Since he was not present at the time, many details are not very clear and we need to understand them a little more deeply now.
Vashtor hurriedly shook his head: “No.
The source of that universe does not seem to exclude the extension of this expansion.
It’s just that the energy that just flowed out was a little too violent and difficult to control.
Just like the raw energy and matter coming from the dark void.
But the difference is that the chaotic logic that exists within energy and matter seems to be shaped by some kind of rules.”
"According to this statement, isn't the legendary First Cause behind the Wall of Origin? It is it that transforms the energy and matter of the Dark Void into what is necessary to create the entire universe?"
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)
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