Chapter 930: The Disappeared Wayne Manor(1/4)
"snort!
You are too indulgent of Maier.
Why can he do whatever he wants, but I have to accept all kinds of supervision?
This isn't fair!
I also ask for more freedom and private space."
Little Annie waved her fists to strongly express her dissatisfaction and jealousy.
Of course, it is not ruled out that he wants to take the opportunity to ask for some benefits.
After all, as a member of the chaotic camp, she was originally a typical opportunist, and she had all kinds of little thoughts and tricks.
Seeing that his daughter's acting skills were almost fake, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and responded: "I think you should know best why you are under supervision.
As for Maier...
I will confirm his status after he comes back and then decide whether to give him more freedom or to impose restrictions like you.
Okay, don't act like you're wronged.
You should know that this set doesn't work for me.
Because when you were still a little kid, I had already experienced this more than once."
"How do you know I'm faking it?"
Little Annie instantly performed the unique trick of changing her face, with doubts and confusion in her eyes.
You must know that she had been brewing her feelings for a long time when she came here, and tried her best to act as if she was real.
But he never expected to be seen through at a glance.
In fact, what she was angry about was not that Maier suddenly ran away, but that such a fun thing happened, and the bratty brother didn't take her with him.
"Haha, this is a secret. After all, a father doesn't need any reason to know his daughter, right?"
Zuo Si blinked his eyes pretending to be mysterious, obviously enjoying the fun of teasing the girl.
Seeing that her little trick was useless, little Annie immediately rolled her eyes angrily.
Just when she was about to say something, she suddenly noticed that the surrounding space began to vibrate, and then a spark tore through the space and appeared out of thin air with the owner. It was Maier who had disappeared for a while.
It's just that unlike the previous dull, indifferent, and even a bit sluggish state, the latter's eyes have begun to look bright and exude the light of reason and wisdom.
"Have you seen the embodiment of the death rules of this universe?" Zuo Si asked first.
Maier nodded without thinking: "Yes, I have met him."
"How does it feel?"
Zuo Si touched his chin and continued to ask.
Because in his opinion, the Black Death Emperor should be one of the few extraordinary beings closest to the source.
Although his performance in several major events was a bit stretched, his power level is very high.
"He is like a bird in a cage. There is no way to break out of the shackles and look at problems from a higher dimension. Instead, he is completely driven by his own nature. In other words, this is the purpose and value for which he was created."
Meyer gave a straightforward answer.
"Oh? It sounds like you look down on this personification of the rules of death?"
Zuo Si showed an interested expression.
Maier explained: "No, I don't look down on it, but I feel very sad.
Although he obviously possesses such powerful power, he still cannot escape the fate of becoming a tool.
He believed that he was relying on the results of his self-awareness and thinking to do his best to obliterate all life and emotions in this universe.
But in fact, that is only the function given by the first rule at the beginning.
In other words, everything he does and thinks is set in advance, and he can never escape from this category."
Hearing these words, Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Very keen observation.
It seems that I want to congratulate you for finally understanding the essence of the planeswalker's power.
Do you know that as planeswalkers, what is the biggest difference between us and those ordinary people, gods, and even beings beyond gods who cannot leave their own time, space and universe?"
"Is it the difference in the angle and height of observing things?"
Maier tried in an uncertain tone.
"That's right!
As planeswalkers, we can jump out of the limitations of a certain time, space, or even the universe itself, and look at everything as an outsider.
This is precisely the precious treasure that many people and God can never reach.
Especially when you have been to enough places and seen too many civilizations, technologies, races and ideas to count, you will naturally develop a transcendent mind.
The transcendental thinking will ensure that you will not fall into a closed information cocoon, let alone an endless loop of self-contradiction, self-doubt, and self-denial.
Because when your vision and thinking are broad enough, the problem you face is not a desperate situation with no choice, but too many choices that dazzle you.
Finally, I'm glad to see you understand the meaning of life and its interdependence with death."
After saying that, Zuo Si stood up from the sofa, raised his right hand and gently placed it on the young boy's head and touched it gently, with a hint of relief in his eyes.
You must know that any power related to death will inevitably have a certain negative impact on its owner.
The most obvious example is that most of the gods of death are from the evil camp.
A god of death like Kelanvor, who is neutral and inclined towards kindness, is really rare in this circle.
The oldest Death God in Faerûn, Jaeger, originally had an evil alignment. Melkor, the second-generation Death God, also had an evil alignment. Cyric, who inherited the power of the three Death Gods, was also evil.
In addition, the Death God Naraku from Gray Eagle next door is even more evil to the extreme.
After all, death is the opposite of life. Most mortals are either afraid of death, fearful of it, or reject and resist it.
This strong negative emotion and cognition makes death inherently possess a strong evil aura.
Coupled with the huge threat posed by all kinds of undead creatures, if the God of Death can be kind, then he is haunted.
It would be good to be able to maintain the bottom line of neutrality like Kelanvor.
In the same way, before Maier was born and awakened his self-awareness, he was also a typical evil camp.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But now, he exudes the aura of the camp that leans toward absolute neutrality.
This means that he does not reject life, but has his own theoretical system as the inner logic of behavioral norms.
"This is all thanks to your teachings and Gotham City's almost perfect textbook on the meaning of life.
If you don't mind, can I leave for a while later to explore the vast multiverse alone?
I want to see more of the world and appreciate different symbols of death."
Saying that, Maier put one hand on his chest and bowed, while his eyes showed a trace of expectation.
"sure!
I'm actually glad you found your own path.
But before that, I hope you can go back and visit your mother.
You must know that Talona's love for you is very sincere and strong.
If you don't explain the situation, she might think that I sealed you somewhere."
Zuo Si proposed an exchange condition in a half-joking tone.
Maier nodded without hesitation: "No problem.
Even if you don't tell her, I will go back and give her a brief explanation.
Oh, right.
I conveniently stole the Black Death Emperor's control over the Black Lantern in the Land of Death.
Here are some black light rings made by me. You can give them to others or equip them on your own summoned creatures.
In this way, you can use the power of the black light."
Saying that, Maier directly opened his hand to reveal a ring that was completely different from the Mark of the Black Death Emperor.
It is obvious that he has perfectly inherited his father's style of conduct when it comes to prostitution and profiteering.
But before Zuo Si could reach out, little Annie rushed over and snatched three or four of them away, smiling and saying: "Give me a few too, just as a mental compensation for you suddenly leaving me to play by myself.
"
"Yes, as long as you like it, my dear sister."
Maier took out a pen from somewhere and drew a downward arc on his mouthless face. The whole person looked like he was smiling.
To be continued...