Chapter 936: Everyone is a character in the script
Someone once said that the background of a country's ruling class can be seen from what things they respond to most quickly, and which things they respond to in a perfunctory manner, procrastinate, fool around when they can, or even simply ignore it and pretend it never happened.
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The former can reflect what is a matter of life and death for them and their core interests.
The latter means being able to see through the true thoughts behind the hypocrisy and lies of politicians.
As the horrific Demon War came to an end, the top leaders of the U.S. government, as the main battlefield, did not pay attention to the people who were still in panic, nor did they find ways to deal with the troops who mutinied and defected at the critical moment.
He got out and took a special plane as quickly as possible to the door of a restaurant in the metropolis.
Among these people are the president, the apparent commander-in-chief of the armed forces and the highest democratically elected leader, as well as military representatives from the Ministry of National Defense, and even spokespersons for large conglomerates and the family forces behind them.
In short, they, who have the fastest news channels, already know that the earth and human society can no longer hide in small circles and play their own games like in the past.
Because there are too many external forces that can lead to the destruction of entire civilizations and even planets.
Superman, who even issued a clear ultimatum to the U.S. government, is the most urgent and terrifying enemy that needs to be faced directly.
Therefore, they must find out what the attitude of this demon god who protected mankind from annihilation is.
After all, Zuo Si has publicly declared that the earth on this timeline is his sphere of influence and possessions.
As a hegemonic empire engaged in global neo-colonialism, the American ruling class is very aware of the attitude that it should take when facing a new master with powerful power and an endless army. It has become a de facto colony.
Right now, this group of middle-aged and elderly people in suits and ties, who hold great power and wealth, are gathering at the door of the restaurant and whispering, seeming to be debating whether to go in now or wait until the other party has finished their meal.
Although we have learned from Batman Bruce Wayne, this demon is not as scary as people think, and is even very reasonable and very contractual.
But the problem is that after witnessing the other party's incredible and shocking power, as mortals, they will instinctively feel awe and fear.
In addition, it is very impolite to disturb others while they are eating, so these people wanted to wait until Zuo Si finished eating before going in.
But the problem is that they obviously ignored one thing.
That is, the human stomach is limited, so if it is almost full, it will not be able to eat.
But the appetites of demons and god-like powers are limitless.
They can keep eating it as long as they like it.
As a result, these people stood and waited at the door for two hours, but the meal inside still showed no sign of ending.
The total weight of what he ate alone was estimated to be over several hundred kilograms, and the drinks bottles he drank formed a small mountain beside him.
In order to avoid running out of ingredients in stock, the restaurant manager even called the supplier to place several urgent orders.
Currently, a refrigerated truck with a logo is parked at the back door leading to the kitchen to unload.
Including a large number of fresh aquatic products and fresh meat steaks that have been slaughtered no more than two hours ago.
As one of the top restaurants in the metropolis, the biggest feature here is that it can always purchase the freshest ingredients, ensuring that every customer who comes to eat can get the best taste and taste experience.
Of course, the high cost also prohibits ordinary people from affording it.
"Gentlemen, I don't think we can wait any longer.
Obviously, this noble Demon God and his daughter most likely have a stomach that will never be full.
Now we have to take a little risk and go in to express our respect and surrender to him, and at the same time figure out his attitude towards humans and the earth.
After all, Superman's ultimatum is only two weeks.
And the mutinous armies also began to seize power with arms in some states to form separatist forces.
The situation we are facing is not optimistic."
The president took a deep breath and took the initiative to make suggestions to representatives of all political groups, financial groups and major families present.
Because he experienced too much excitement today.
Coupled with my old age and lack of energy, I can no longer bear the hawk-like waiting, and there is also huge psychological pressure caused by anxiety.
If he didn't go in, he wasn't even sure if he would be able to stay sane, awake and bear the heavy burden caused by the high-speed brain.
"Are you sure that going in now won't disturb the interest of the Demon God?"
Another 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 turned to the only expert with experience in the area at the top of the government.
Of course, he didn't know that the so-called "experience" of the other party was actually obtained from the mouth of Batman Bruce Wayne.
I just glanced at Maier from a distance, that's all.
But this did not prevent Adam from using that experience as a tool for his promotion, and quickly replied with a smile: "I think there is no need to worry at all.
After all, this great demon god has been on earth for a long time.
However, there is no record of him directly killing anyone.
Quite the opposite!
Rather than using violence, he seems to prefer getting what he wants through transactions.
As far as I know, Bruce Wayne once made a deal with him and obtained many advanced technologies and incredible magic potions.
This time Superman dared to issue an ultimatum to us to become the dictator of all mankind, and most likely he also made a secret deal with him that is unknown to the public.
You must know that this man restored all the damage to its original state after the war and resurrected all the dead civilians.
According to the assessment of psychologists, he most likely regards the earth and human beings as his own, and therefore has a certain desire to protect them and never allow them to be destroyed by foreign enemies.
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The old man nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, it sounds reasonable.
So let's try to go in first and say hello.
Oh, by the way, don't forget the gift.
Have everyone check the 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 them one by one more than an hour ago."
After saying that, the president gave his father, the biggest financial backer for his successful campaign, a reassuring look, then raised his hand to signal the agents protecting him to wait where they were, pushed open the closed door and stepped in.
With him were less than thirty men and the gifts they carried.
Because the content of the conversation that follows is not something that just anyone is qualified to listen to.
"Hahahaha! These idiots finally stopped standing at the door blowing the cold wind. I thought they would stand there until dark, but I didn't expect they couldn't hold on so quickly."
Little Annie threw a piece of cream pudding into her mouth and laughed unscrupulously at these people who were considered the most powerful people in the United States and even the world.
She was free-spirited and did not bother to hide her thoughts when facing these non-threatening mortals.
You must know that the higher a person is in a higher position, the stronger his self-esteem is and the less he tolerates others denying or even insulting him.
So when a group of people in power who were accustomed to giving orders and being flattered by others heard a young girl laughing at themselves for being stupid, they immediately blushed involuntarily, and strong anger surged in their hearts.
But soon, they forcibly controlled their emotions and forced out humble and flattering smiles one by one.
I can't help it, I can't afford it.
These people all saw the terrifying magical power that the daughter of the devil had displayed in the previous war.
Not to mention mere ridicule and insult, even if one person fights with a big force in front of him, they all have to praise him for a good and loud fight, which makes him feel happy.
Although it sounds very despicable, this is the truest reaction of a weak person when facing a strong person.
"Annie, you are so rude.
How many times have I taught you that you must maintain the minimum respect whether you are facing a god or a beggar.
Because respecting others means respecting yourself.
Putting someone down and insulting them for no reason only makes you look childish and shallow."
Zuo Si gave his rude daughter a warning look.
In a blink of an eye!
Little Annie, who had been carried away just now, immediately lowered her head and pretended to be a good baby who was open-minded and willing to be taught.
Because she knew that if she dared to show the slightest bit of rebellion on such an occasion, she would definitely suffer consequences later on.
Seeing that the girl was being honest, Zuo Si turned around and said apologetically: "Sorry, my daughter is a bit neglectful, so she has always been a bit rebellious and outspoken. I hope you don't take it to heart."
"Ah! How could that be? You are so polite. We have brought some gifts to express our gratitude. It is not disrespectful. Please accept them."
The president immediately showed a flattered expression, put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply, adding in his heart, "How dare we".
"Please sit down.
You must be hungry after standing at the door for so long, so why not eat something first.
The steak and paella here are delicious, I personally highly recommend them.
In addition, puddings and various desserts are also quite unique, so if you like sweets, you can try them.”
Zuo Si introduced the delicious food in this restaurant to the other party as if making small talk. He didn't look like a demon god who had just fought a fierce war with the New Protoss, but like a warm-hearted and kind-hearted gourmet.
His egalitarian and friendly gesture left senior officials, including the president, at a loss.
Especially the words to teach little Annie at the beginning do not seem to come from the mouth of a demon at all, but are closer to a polite upper-class person.
But in order not to let the harmonious atmosphere cool down, they still sat down one after another and ordered the dishes recommended by Zuo Si.
After a while, plates of steaming hot food were served one after another.
Although no one was interested in eating, they all picked up their knives and forks and pretended to put them into their mouths, nodding and praising them, saying that they had not eaten such authentic steak and paella in a long time.
When the meal was almost done, the president took the lead in putting down the tableware, picked up the wine glass, drank some champagne, cleaned all the food residue in his mouth, and then raised his head and cautiously probed: "Dear Sir Soth, regarding this country and even
We have many doubts and puzzles about the future of all mankind, and we hope to get answers from you."
"Oh? What do you want to know?"
Zuo Si leaned back on the chair, crossed his hands on his chest and asked with a half-smile.
"It's about Superman.
He gave us an ultimatum hours ago through Bruce Wayne.
All countries, including the U.S. government, were asked to give up resistance and accept his rule.
But we believe that you protected the earth and mankind, so you should be our master."
When he said these words, the president's eyes revealed sincerity and gratitude, which was a textbook-level performance.
Looking at the shocked expression on little Annie's side, you can see how much of a psychological impact the other party's shamelessness in telling lies had on her.
After all, the girl can directly read the president's thoughts and memories through magic, so she knows the truest thoughts in this guy's heart.
"hehe……"
Zuo Si let out a laugh of unknown meaning, 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.
It's just acquiescence.
If you can find a way to fight it, I won't interfere either.
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As for my attitude.
I will ensure that the earth and humanity will not be threatened from the outside, but theoretically I will not interfere too much in your internal struggles."
"But can Superman be considered a mortal? He can't even be considered an Earthling, but an invader from Krypton."
Another old man stood up and angrily pointed out the problem.
Although in Superman's eyes, he grew up on Earth and was adopted by adoptive parents who were Earthlings.
Regardless of his thoughts, consciousness, or identity, he is of course a member of the human race.
When General Zod led the remnants of Krypton to invade Earth, his choice proved this.
But the problem is that in the eyes of the outside world, Superman can be the son of Krypton or a god on earth, but he cannot be a member of the human race on Earth.
Because from the moment he exposed his power, he was destined to be regarded as an alien.
I have to say that this kind of life of desperately trying to fit in, but always getting rejected as the result is really quite sad.
It's like a paradox.
The more Superman displays strength and determination to defend Earth in order to gain recognition, the less likely people are to think he is an Earthling.
"So... you think Superman's domination of the Earth should be considered an alien invasion?"
Zuo Si pursed his lips and couldn't help but smile. 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, he is recognized as an Earthling, but when Superman becomes a threat, he is directly expelled from the Earth and classified as an alien?
How ironic, shameless and double standards this is.
As expected of the descendants of the colonists who could still celebrate "Thanksgiving" with peace of mind after exterminating all the indigenous people in North America.
Although what they were grateful for was never the aboriginal people who helped them through difficulties, but the god they believed in.
"Um...can't you do that?"
The old man asked in an uncertain tone.
Zuo Si shook his head meaningfully: "Of course not.
Because according to your laws, Superman is actually a legal citizen of this country.
And after he was sacrificed against Doomsday last time, you also recognized him as a hero who saved the earth and all mankind.
Although I know that double standards are your specialty, this won't work here.
Now that you admit that Superman is a member of the earth, you must accept both the good and bad sides he brings.
You can’t admit it when it’s beneficial, but push it out when it becomes a threat.”
"Does that mean it's inevitable that Superman will become the dictatorial ruler of the Earth?"
There was a hint of trembling and fear in the president's voice.
Regardless of him, everyone else's reactions were similar.
After all, as the blue-blooded aristocrats of the old United States, they and the families behind them can be said to be very clean.
If Superman really starts to use his super hearing and Cyborg's control of the Internet and electronic communications to monitor the world, it won't be long before all the hidden evils are exposed.
What awaits them then is not just the loss of power and wealth.
Maybe it will be like the aristocrats and capitalists in Tsarist Russia during the October Revolution, who were mercilessly purged.
"It depends on whether Batman, who controls Gotham's night, can come up with a response plan.
Also, I don't quite understand why you are so afraid of Superman.
After all, governance is something that cannot be accomplished by just one or two people.
Even if he wants to become a dictator, he will ultimately need a huge bureaucracy and judicial system to maintain social stability.
And the people who control this system now are you."
Zuo Si pretended to be kind and reminded everyone present.
"You mean..."
The president is obviously a smart man, and he immediately noticed the subtext with his eyes shining slightly.
Zuo Si hinted with a mysterious look on his face: "I wonder if you have heard of the darkness shrouding the sky over the metropolis?
Now let's find the source of this darkness.
She will tell you how to survive Superman's dictatorship, and even the secrets to establishing a secret deep shadow government.
Of course, this may come at a price.
But it is definitely within the acceptable range for you.
Maybe there are already people in the families behind some of you who are members of them."
"The darkness that hangs over Metropolis? The Blood Queen!"
An old man's pupils suddenly dilated, and he shouted out the vampire queen Badi's name in this world.
"Look, what did I say? Now you should understand what you can do, right?"
After saying this, Zuo Si got up and wrote a series of numbers on a signed check as payment to the restaurant, then put it on the table and got up to leave.
After he, his son, and his daughter activated the Planeswalker Spark and headed to Mirrodin, the nearest president noticed that the signature on the check was "Badi".
moment!
The president had countless associations in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt.
He suddenly realized that this blood queen who quickly made the entire metropolis look like Gotham was most likely Zuo Si's subordinate.
In other words, everything that transformed Superman into what he is now was actually a script arranged in advance.
And the script begins from the moment of his death.
Maybe it will still develop according to this script now and in the future.
It's as if the entire world is tightly entwined by the thread called fate, and even Superman, the god on earth, is just a manipulated puppet.
What about yourself?
What role do you play in this script?
Did Zuo Si let himself see this signature on purpose?
There are too many questions plaguing the U.S. president who has vaguely touched the truth, and at the same time, they have created incomparable awe and fear in his heart.
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"Mr. President, what are you thinking about?"
"Ah! No, it's nothing. Let's go, let's go meet the real ruler of Metropolis - the Blood Queen."
The president quickly covered up the signature on the check by putting down his empty wine glass.
He obviously didn't want anyone else to discover the secret.
In this way, the group of people left the restaurant directly, escorted by the Secret Service and countless bodyguards, and walked 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 stronghold deep underground.
As soon as they stepped out of the stairs, the pungent smell of blood and the huge pool of blood in the center of the hall made every visitor shudder involuntarily.
Those with slightly weaker mental endurance even subconsciously covered their mouths and noses, almost spitting out the food they had eaten before.
Through the dim red light, these upper echelons of the ruling class finally saw the figure sitting on the scarlet throne not far away.
Black hair, pale skin, a face so delicate and beautiful that it's breathtaking, exuding coquettishness, 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 was the first to test it out.
Because the scene in front of me is really too visually impactful.
Around this underground palace, you can even see horrific artworks made from human corpses and necromancy magic.
Most of these flesh and blood sculptures are naked or wearing only very little fabric.
Some even have imprisoned souls that can speak, or constantly scream, wail, and moan in pain.
Anyone who has seen this scene will never think that the woman sitting on the throne is a human being.
"That's right, it's me. I already know your reasons for coming. Now let's skip the boring temptation and get straight to the point."
Badi raised the cup filled with blood in his hand, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp, then grinned and revealed two sharp fangs, stood up slowly and walked down the same blood-red carpet.
As a god-like undead creature, although her power is far less powerful than that of Sun Knight Davian, she is by no means weak.
Especially the combination of negative energy and fear aura has an absolutely fatal impact on the spirit, psychology and body of mortals.
In just a few seconds, everyone including the president had their crotches wet, and some even rolled their eyes and fainted.
Although Badi did not show even the slightest bit of hostility, nor did he deliberately scare these 60 or 70-year-old guys, he still caused huge panic and confusion.
fortunately!
At this critical moment, the president still showed the magnanimity of the country's top leader and shouted sternly: "Quiet! Have you forgotten what we are here to do?"
His voice was like a wake-up call, which immediately brought several emotionally broken people back to their senses.
"You're great!"
The Vampire Queen cast an approving look at the other party.
You must know that with her current fear aura level, even a warrior around LV12, without the help of any magic or magic items, may instantly fall into a panic of morale collapse because of his inability to strengthen his will.
But this president obviously didn't even have a LV1 warrior level, but he managed to resist with willpower.
This alone is enough to prove that even if his current identity and status are excluded, he is still a very outstanding talent.
"Thank you for the compliment!
If I guess correctly, you should be a vampire, right?
The reason why you can become the darkness that hangs over the metropolis is by transforming those who long to get rid of aging, illness and death into your descendants.
It’s just that I don’t quite understand, how did you avoid Superman’s surveillance?”
The president got straight to the point.
He didn't think Superman would not take revenge on the person behind all this after witnessing the corrupted Lois Lane.
But the problem is that according to the information given by the intelligence department, Superman's pursuit and revenge only reached the gang level and no more useful information was found.
Even relying on his super hearing is of no avail.
"It's very simple, it depends on magic."
With that said, Badi raised his hand and cast a simple spell to establish a spiritual connection between the two people, and conduct simple communication through this connection.
You must know that she is no ordinary vampire, and the descendants created by her are far more powerful than ordinary vampires.
Spells like this that communicate directly through the mind are basically possessed by every new vampire, and are a type of innate spell-like ability.
"I see!"
After experiencing the power of magic, the president immediately understood why even with superhuman hearing, he still could not find the mastermind to take revenge.
Because some of those people who have been transformed into vampires do not use voice or even phone or Internet to send messages at all.
They conduct conversations and transmit information directly through their minds, and it is impossible for outsiders to intercept them.
However, the president does 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 vampires.
In this case, Superman's super hearing will naturally be of little use.
"Are there any weaknesses or advantages to becoming a vampire?"
After realizing that becoming a vampire could avoid Superman's surveillance, everyone, including the president, showed strong interest.
Badi pursed her lips and smiled and replied: "Weaknesses are the fear of light, fear of anything related to positive energy, and a strong desire and impulse for blood.
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I have a special cloak here to protect me from the sun.
Although standing in the sun will still feel very painful and uncomfortable, at least it will not be instantly wiped out.
In addition, having a wooden stake driven into the heart will cause permanent death.
As for the benefits, there are too many.
The most attractive thing to you old people is that you will never get sick, never grow old, and can continue to enjoy the pleasure of wine, sex and power.
After becoming a vampire, you can also gain superhuman strength, speed and agility. You can transform yourself into a bat, wolf, or gaseous state. You can release charm spells to directly control a person and make him or her obey your orders.
No matter how severely injured you are, you can quickly recover by sucking blood as long as you still have breath.
So, when are you going to embrace the dark power of blood and death?"
"Now!"
The president made his decision without hesitation as others looked on in shock.
Because he knew that this was the fate arranged by the Great Demon God for himself and others, and there was no possibility of escaping.
Either become a vampire and quietly build a shadow government under the dictatorial rule of Superman, or be directly eliminated and disappear from this world forever.
As a greedy, selfish and shameless politician, he will not choose self-destruction in order to stick to the bottom line of 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 understood instantly and took the president directly into the secret room specially built for the first embrace.
As the first leader appeared, the rest of the people joined in after a brief hesitation, and no one quit at all.
Seeing the people in the secret room who were packed in coffins and receiving their first embrace, the Vampire Queen couldn't help but smile and sigh: "The master's prediction was indeed right.
These people will do whatever it takes to survive and retain the power and wealth their families hold.
It's just that 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 net is completely under my control, their life or death will not matter."
"You mean...throw them out and hand them over to Superman when the time comes?"
Another male vampire descendant next to him asked Bu Zhui.
"No!
That would be such a waste.
Since Batman Bruce Wayne has decided to fight Superman to the end, why not give him some 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 given his character, he would definitely choose to join forces to overthrow Superman's tyranny first.
In this way, this social experiment will become more interesting."
When saying these words, Badi's tone was full of naked and undisguised bad taste.
She obviously enjoys the feeling of hiding in the dark and playing with everyone, and also believes that the tyrant Superman has not fallen completely enough and can become more cruel and cruel.
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At the same time, far away in the Mirrodin space and time where New Phyrexia was born.
Zuo Si was standing at the deepest point of this concentric world, staring at the core formed by injecting energy from the other side of the wall of origin. After a full minute, he asked without looking back: "How long has it been in this state?
Already?"
"Almost six hours, twelve minutes and thirty-seven seconds, the great father of New Phyrexia."
Vashtor gave the exact number without thinking.
"Didn't you encounter any obstacles or strong resistance during the entire process of dimension ascension?"
Zuo Si touched his chin and continued to ask with interest.
Since he was not present at the time, many details are not very clear, and now we need to understand it in a little more depth.
Vashtor quickly shook his head: "No.
The source of that universe does not seem to reject the extension of this expansionary nature.
It's just that the energy that just came out was a little too manic 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 transformed by some kind of rules."
"According to this statement, isn't there the legendary first cause behind the Wall of Origin? It is the one that transforms the energy and matter of the dark void into things necessary to create the entire universe?"
Zuo Si was undoubtedly very interested in this topic.
"Jinji Tasha and I think so.
However, until there is no definite evidence, it can only be regarded as a guess or hypothesis.
And we feel that the Wall of Origin, which is regarded as a threat by countless gods, should be some kind of protective device.
The real function is not to imprison creatures, but to ensure that the power from the dark void does not directly flow in to destroy everything.
The reason why it did not respond to our actions is because we did not bring these dangerous things into that universe, but injected them into a relatively closed and isolated space-time."
Vashtor poured out all the research results of himself and Jinji Tasha without any reservation.
Because he knows that the exploration and research of the DC universe basically ends at this point.
If it 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 Jinji Tasha to ask me for instructions at the last minute. Remember, keep an eye on him and try not to let him make mistakes that he shouldn't make."
After saying that, Zuo Si raised his hand and patted the God of Creation and Invention on the shoulder to show encouragement.
Nowadays, Vashtor is like an insurance company around Jinji Towers. Not only can he share a large part of the research burden, but he can also step on the brakes at critical moments.
"Understood! Please rest assured that I will always be your most loyal and reliable servant."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Vashtor lowered his head slightly to express humility and respect.
Hearing this, a satisfied smile appeared on Zuo Si's face. At the same time, he turned around and asked his son and daughter: "Have you two decided what kind of gods you want to become? You know, although this is not like a real god.
That requires igniting the spark of divinity, but it will also be highly bound to the divine personality and divine power."
"Of course I want to become the God of Magic!"
Little Annie was the first to raise her hands and express her demands.
"Very good! Then I will give you the title of Mirrodin's God of Magic."
With that said, Zuo Si gently pressed his palm on his daughter's head and used the power he had obtained.
moment!
The sparkling oil that completed the dimension-ascension poured into the girl's body and merged with her original god-like power.
This is obviously not complete, but closer to the way Zuo Si himself controls Shuoyou.
It's just that what little Annie gained was not the complete right to control, but only the right to use it, just like Darkseid gave Omega rays to his children.
Not long after, the girl's body began to shine with a dazzling arcane light, and then a mysterious silk scarf was born out of thin air and draped around her shoulders.
On the surface of the scarf, you can see countless light spots dotted like pearls and gems.
There is no order or pattern to these spots of light, obviously symbolizing her understanding of the chaotic nature of magic.
"Ha! It feels good! I can call myself the goddess of magic now! I just wonder if Aunt Midnight will be angry if she hears it."
Little Annie turned around in a circle wearing a silk scarf that symbolized magical power, and shaped the supernatural landscape she liked around her as she pleased.
Zuo Si ignored his daughter who was in a state of excitement, but turned his gaze to his younger son and asked, "What about you? Do you want to become the God of Death?"
"I think your question is a bit redundant. After all, I can't choose anything else, right?"
Maier spread his hands in a "It's up to you" attitude.
"Okay, then you will be the God of Death."
Zuo Si immediately gave the other party the power of death.
In a blink of an eye!
The originally terrifying aura of death on Maier became even more intense and pure.
Not only that!
Black lightning began to flash on his body like the Speed Force.
"This is……"
Maier was obviously surprised by his newfound strength.
But Zuo Si obviously realized something and immediately explained: "Relax, this is a manifestation of the death power of the universe.
On Apokolips, Darkseid once captured death and used this power to create the Black Runner.
It is said that anyone who becomes the host of a 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 in the pursuit of the black runners."
"Speed is also a form of death?"
Maier was undoubtedly very interested in this new concept of death, and he immediately turned into a black lightning and disappeared from the end of his sight.
Except for Zuo Si, who also has the blessing of the speed force, even little Annie can't see her brother's movements and movement trajectory clearly.
Because he was so fast that he ran millions of times around Mirrodin's space-time in just one moment.
Most New Phyrexia creations don't even notice the god of death passing by.