"Ha ha ha ha!
Mother box!
We finally got the mother box!
And there are three of them!
Dear Vashtor, do you know what this means?"
In the huge laboratory in Mirrodin's space-time, Jinji Tasha let out a burst of sharp, ear-piercing and almost hysterical laughter.
You must know that New Phyrexia's creations are generally known for being calm, calm, and even indifferent, and rarely show overly intense emotions in public, even the Demon Judge, who has extremely high levels of intelligence and emotion.
exception.
But right now, the blue demon judge is acting uncharacteristically like a madman, which shows how excited and excited he is.
Vashtor, who was on the side, responded with a grin: "This means we can start the ascension plan. But before that, there is still a small problem that needs to be solved."
"Oh? What is it?"
Jinji Tasha stopped her harsh laughter and turned her head to stare at this good partner with similar interests.
"It's permission from the great father of New Phyrexia. Do you think something like this can be decided by the two of us alone?"
Vashtor is obviously more cautious and disciplined than Jinji Tasha.
The reason is simple!
When he was a demigod in the subspace of the Warhammer Universe, there were always four Chaos Evil Gods above his head, and those ancient demon princes would come looking for trouble from time to time, so he developed the habit of being cautious.
But Jinji Tower is just the opposite.
Whether it was during the leadership of Elenon or later the reign of Zuo Si, there were basically no crises or setbacks.
The biggest disaster was that he lit the super-dimensional lighthouse without authorization, which exposed the location of the floating city to the sight of many planeswalkers.
Fortunately, this exposure did not cause too serious consequences, nor did he receive any substantial punishment.
Therefore, Jinji Tasha has always been very courageous and often conducts many dangerous research and experiments in private.
Especially the Sanctuary World used to test the Orc Orcs has been completely destroyed by it.
Those captured angels and demons were completely reduced to fertility machines. What they did every day was to forcefully mate and breed offspring, and then implant the genes of these offspring into the spores of the orcs, trying to create some new and interesting ones.
thing.
In addition, Jinji Tasha also used different types of ancient god flesh and blood to erode thousands of planets, and then observed their long-term impact on those alien life forms, and when the ancient god flesh and blood was completely integrated with a certain race.
What interesting things will happen.
You must know that New Phyrexia's amazing technology and huge database did not grow out of thin air, but behind every study, report and experiment, millions, tens of millions, billions of deaths were involved.
And something scarier than death.
It's just that because the multiverse is too vast, with countless time spaces and universes, conducting some "insignificant" small experiments on "just" thousands or even tens of thousands of planets will not attract Zuo Si's attention at all.
It's like God cannot pay attention to every one of his believers.
Although in principle, as long as there is shimmering oil, Zuo Si, the father of New Phyrexia, can feel and observe it.
But in reality he wouldn't have to do anything else if he wasted his time on these meaningless things all day long.
This is why Jinji Tasha and other demon judges hold such huge power in their hands, and can even decide the life and death of some unnoticed time and space or even the entire universe.
It is also because they are used to making their own decisions, so in their view, as long as it is beneficial to New Phyrexia, they can do it boldly.
After all, their loyalty is absolutely unquestionable.
After a few seconds of silence, Jinji Tasha asked in an uncertain tone: "Is this necessary?
After all, the great father of New Phyrexia is very busy.
His time is far more valuable than yours or mine.
I think we can wait until the whole plan is successful before reporting back to him."
Hearing these words, Vashtor immediately shook his head vigorously: "No, no, no, you don't understand.
Only the great Father of New Phyrexia has the authority to make decisions like this that affect the fate of the entire New Phyrexia.
This has nothing to do with whether he is busy or whether his time is precious.
It was a respect for his own unshakable and absolute rule in New Phyrexia.
Perhaps you can decide the life and death of a certain time and space or hundreds of planets, and drive away those enemies who dare to offend us, but you can never make decisions for the great father of New Phyrexia.
So I sincerely suggest you ask for permission before launching your plan."
"Hmm...Okay, I'll listen to you this time."
Jinji Tasha thought for a moment and then decided to accept Vashtor's suggestion.
After all, the other party is a magic judge who is as smart as him, and they have a lot in common in terms of technology research and development. Since the cooperation, getting along with him has been extremely pleasant.
If it were another magic judge who said this, Jin Ji Tasha would most likely turn a deaf ear.
But he could still listen to what Vashtor said.
In this way, the blue demon judge quickly went to Zuo Si to report on his work with the help of the connection between the cave tree and a full set of PPTs, as well as the latest progress in studying the elder dragon and the meditation realm.
In fact, he should have submitted a written report on the second half long ago.
After all, Zuo Si's priority of paying attention to the Elder Dragon and the Meditation Realm has always been the highest.
It's just that Jinji Tasha was fascinated by certain research results and thought that together with the Mother Box, he could create some shocking things, and then he made great achievements and became the first of all magic judges.
…
At the same time, far away in the biological cabin of the Krypton spaceship in Metropolis, the first generation members of the Justice League have gathered here.
To be precise, it was the members headed by Batman Bruce Wayne, who were surrounding Superman, who had just been resurrected with the help of the Mother Box.
Each of them looked nervous, but they did not dare to approach easily.
Superman, who has just been resurrected, is obviously still in a stage where his memory and consciousness are completely confused. He has no idea who he is and why he is here. He only has scattered fragments of images that keep flashing back in his mind.
"Clark, Clark Kent."
Wonder Woman Diana tried to awaken Superman's memory through this familiar name.
But it's a pity that the other party didn't respond at all.
"Uh-what do we do now?"
The corner of Neptune's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably and asked the others.
You must know that when Superman fought Batman, he hid in the dark and watched the whole process, understanding the value of this god on earth.
If Superman hadn't been kind-hearted and didn't plan to be cruel at the beginning, Batman would have died countless times.
The latter didn't even have the chance to use those kryptonite gadgets.
"Don't ask me, I'm not familiar with Superman."
The Flash shrugged helplessly, indicating that he couldn't help at the moment.
Just when Bruce Wayne took a step forward and wanted to apologize to the son of Krypton who had proved himself with his life, Superman's eyes suddenly flashed a frightening red, and then began to look fierce.
"Oh, this is not good."
Diana subconsciously raised the shield in her hand.
"I think he must have remembered the time when he fought with me..."
Before Bruce Wayne could finish speaking, Superman instantly turned into an afterimage, and then with a loud bang, a big hole was smashed out of the entire spacecraft.
He himself was like a kite with its string broken, drawing a beautiful parabola directly in mid-air and falling with a bang in front of the square commemorating Superman's sacrifice.
"Cough cough cough cough——"
After a violent cough, Batman struggled to get up from the ground, his mouth, nose and eyes bleeding uncontrollably.
He could even feel how many of his ribs were broken, and how his lungs and other internal organs were shattered and bleeding profusely.
This is the result of activating the armor's protective force field in an instant.
If Fan had reacted a little slower, he would have been completely cold by now, and his soul could have reported directly to Baator Hell.
To be continued...