A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Someone once said that the underlying color of a country's ruling class can be seen from what they react to the fastest, what they perfunctorily, procrastinate, fool around with, or even simply ignore and pretend that nothing has happened.

The former can reflect what is of life and death and the most core interests to them.

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 leaders 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 of their hiding places and took a special plane to the door of a restaurant in the metropolis at the fastest speed.

Among these people are the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces and the highest elected leader - the president, as well as military representatives from the Ministry of Defense, and even the spokespersons of those big consortiums and the family forces behind them.

In short, they have the fastest news channels and have known that the earth and human society can no longer hide in a small circle and play by themselves as in the past.

Because there are too many external forces that can lead to the destruction of the entire civilization and even the planet.

Superman, who even issued an ultimatum to the US government, is the most urgent and terrifying enemy that needs to be faced.

So they must figure out what attitude this demon who protected mankind in the catastrophe holds.

After all, Zuo Si has publicly declared that the earth on this timeline is his sphere of influence and property.

As a hegemonic empire engaged in global neo-colonialism, the American ruling class knows too well what attitude they should take to face the new master with powerful power and endless army, who has in fact become a colony.

At present, this group of middle-aged and elderly people in suits and leather shoes who hold huge power and wealth are gathering at the door of the restaurant and whispering, as if discussing whether to go in now or wait until the other party finishes eating.

Although it has been learned from Batman Bruce Wayne that this demon is not as terrible as people imagine, and is even very reasonable and has a strong spirit of contract.

But the problem is that after witnessing the incredible power of the other party, as mortals, they will instinctively feel awe and fear.

In addition, it is very impolite to disturb others' meals, so these people want to wait until Zuo Si finishes his meal before entering.

But the problem is that they obviously overlooked one thing.

That is, the human stomach is limited, so it can't eat when it is almost full.

But the appetite of the devil and the divine power is unlimited.

As long as they like, they can keep eating.

As a result, these people stood at the door for two hours, but the meal inside still showed no sign of ending.

The weight of the food they ate alone is estimated to be more than several hundred kilograms, and the beverage bottles they drank have piled up a small mountain on the side.

In order to avoid insufficient inventory of ingredients, the restaurant manager even called the supplier to place several expedited orders.

At present, a refrigerated truck with a logo is parked at the back door leading to the kitchen to unload goods.

Including a large number of fresh aquatic products and fresh steaks that have been slaughtered for no more than two hours.

As one of the top restaurants in the metropolis, the biggest feature here is that it can always purchase the freshest ingredients to ensure that every customer who comes to consume can get the best taste and taste experience.

Of course, the high cost also makes ordinary people unable to afford it.

"Gentlemen, I think we can't wait any longer.

Obviously, this distinguished demon god and his daughter are likely to have a stomach that will never be filled.

Now we have to take a little risk to go in and express our respect and submission to him, and at the same time find out his attitude towards humans and the earth.

After all, Superman's ultimatum is only two weeks.

And those mutinous troops have also begun to seize power 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 all the political groups, consortiums and representatives of major families present.

Because he had experienced too many stimulations today.

In addition, he was old and weak, and he could no longer bear this kind of eagle-like waiting, as well as the huge psychological pressure brought by uneasiness.

If he didn't go in, he wasn't even sure if he could still stay sane, sober, and bear the heavy burden of the high-speed brain operation.

"Are you sure that going in now won't disturb the interest of the Demon Lord?"

Another white man in his seventies showed a worried expression on his face.

"Adam, what do you think?"

The president did not answer the question himself, but cast his eyes on the only expert with experience in this area in the government.

Of course, he didn't know that the so-called "experience" of the other party was actually all obtained from Batman Bruce Wayne.

I just glanced at Mel from a distance, that's all.

But this did not prevent Adam from using that experience as a promotion for his own climb up, and hurriedly replied with a smile: "I don't think there is any need to worry.

After all, this great Demon Lord has been on Earth for a long time.

But there is no record of him directly killing people.

Quite the opposite!

Rather than using violence, he seems to prefer getting what he wants through trade.

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 an unknown secret deal with him.

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.

So I think there is no danger in going in now, and maybe he will politely invite us to have dinner together. "

The old man nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, it sounds reasonable.

So let's try to go in first and say hello.

Oh, and don’t forget the gifts.

Have everyone check out 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 who supported 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.

He was accompanied by 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 until dark, but I didn't expect that they would be unable to hold on so soon."

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 more senior people are in a high position, the stronger their self-esteem is and the less they tolerate others to deny or even insult them.

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, they immediately blushed involuntarily, and there was even more intense anger 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 someone fights a big guy in front of them, they all have to praise them for how well they fought, how loud they were, and how happy they are.

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 will only make 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 it be! You are so polite. We have brought some gifts to express our gratitude, so 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 take a seat.

You must be hungry after standing at the door for so long, so why not eat something first.

The steaks and paella here are delicious, I personally highly recommend them.

In addition, puddings and various desserts are also quite unique. 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 educate 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 focused on eating, they all picked up their knives and forks and pretended to put them into their mouths. They kept nodding in praise, 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 to put 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 tried: "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 have protected the earth and mankind, so you should be our master. "

When he said these words, the president's eyes showed sincerity and gratitude, and his performance was a textbook level.

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.

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 theoretically 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 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.

This was demonstrated by General Zod's choices when he 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 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 a 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 of him as an Earthling.

"So... you think Superman's reign on 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 indigenous people who had 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 the last sacrifice against Doomsday, you also recognized him as a hero who saved the earth and all mankind.

Although I know that double standards are what you are best at, 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.

Don't admit it when it is beneficial, but push it away when it becomes a threat. "

"So 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, the reactions of the others 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 as simple as losing power and wealth.

Maybe it will be like the aristocrats and capitalists of 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 was obviously a smart man. His eyes shone slightly and he immediately noticed the subtext.

Zuo Si hinted with a mysterious face: "I wonder if you have heard of the darkness shrouding the metropolis?

Now go find the source of this darkness.

She'll 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 is someone in the family behind some of you who is already a member of it. "

"Darkness hanging over Metropolis? Blood Queen!"

An old man's pupils suddenly dilated, and he shouted out the name of Vampire Queen Badi 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.

When 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 and 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, Superman's transformation into what he is now is actually all scripted in advance.

The script begins from the moment of his death.

Maybe it will still develop according to this script now and even 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.

Just as his aging brain was running rapidly, a voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"Mr. President, what are you thinking about?"

"Ah! No, it's nothing. Let's go and 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 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 blood pool 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, and a face so delicate and beautiful that it's breathtaking, exuding coquettishness, coldness, and death from head to toe.

"Are you the Blood 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 works of art made from human corpses and necromancy magic.

Most of these flesh-and-blood sculptures are naked or wearing very little fabric.

Some even have imprisoned souls that can speak, or scream, wail, and moan in pain.

After seeing this scene, no one would think that the woman sitting on the throne could be human.

"That's right, it's me. I already know everything about your purpose. Now let's skip the boring trials and get to the point."

Badi raised the cup filled with blood in his hand, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp. Then he grinned, revealing 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 sixty or seventy-year-old guys, he still caused huge panic and confusion.

fortunately!

At this critical moment, the president still showed the magnanimity of a 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, immediately bringing 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 clearly 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'm not mistaken, you are a vampire, right?

You become the darkness that hangs over the metropolis by transforming those who long to escape 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 right to the core issue.

He didn't think Superman would not take revenge on the person behind all this after witnessing the fallen 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.

Not even his super hearing would help.

"It's 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 she created 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 none 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.

But the president doesn't know yet 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 is naturally of little use.

"Are there any weaknesses or advantages to becoming a vampire?"

After realizing that becoming a vampire would evade Superman's surveillance, everyone, including the President, showed a strong interest.

Badi pursed her lips and smiled and replied: "Weaknesses are fear of light, fear of anything related to positive energy, and a strong desire and impulse for blood.

However, the first type can be resisted by wearing magic items.

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 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 or grow old, and you can continue to enjoy the pleasures of wine, sex and power.

After becoming a vampire, you can also gain strength, speed and agility beyond humans. 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 dictatorship 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 and being transformed, 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 keep the power and wealth their family holds.

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 won't 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 this, Badi's tone was full of naked and undisguised bad taste.

She obviously enjoyed the feeling of hiding in the dark and playing with everyone, and she also thought that Tyrant Superman's corruption was not thorough enough and could become even more cruel.

...

At the same time, far away in the Mirrodin time and space where New Phyrexia was born.

Zuo Si was standing at the deepest part of this concentric world, looking at the core formed by the energy injected 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?"

"Almost six hours, twelve minutes and thirty-seven seconds, the great father of New Phyrexia."

Vashtol gave the exact number without thinking.

"Did you encounter any obstacles or strong resistance during the entire dimensional upgrade process?"

Zuo Si touched his chin and continued to ask with interest.

Since he was not there at the time, many details were not very clear, and now he needs to understand it a little more deeply.

Vashtor shook his head quickly: "No.

The source of the universe does not seem to reject the extension of this expansion.

It's just that the energy that just flowed out is a bit too manic and difficult to control.

Just like the original energy and matter from the dark void.

But the difference is that the chaotic logic existing in the energy and matter seems to be transformed by some rules."

"According to this statement, isn't the legendary first cause behind the wall of origin? It transforms the energy and matter of the dark void into what is necessary to create the entire universe?"

Zuo Si is undoubtedly very interested in this topic.

"Jinjitash and I think so.

But before 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 protection device.

The real function is not to imprison creatures, but to ensure that the power from the dark void will not directly flow in and destroy everything.

The reason why it did not respond 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 shook out all the research results of himself and Jinjitash without reservation.

Because he knew that the exploration and research of the DC universe basically stopped at this point.

If it continues, it may lead to the collapse, restart, or even complete destruction of the universe.

Because any problem with the wall of origin will have disastrous consequences.

"Well done! I am glad that you can remind Jinjitash to ask me for instructions at the last minute. Remember, keep a close eye on him and try not to let him make mistakes that he should not make."

After that, 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 a critical moment.

"Understood! Please rest assured that I will always be your most loyal and reliable servant."

Vashtor bowed his head slightly to express humility and respect.

Hearing this, Zuo Si showed a satisfied smile on his face, and turned around and asked his son and daughter: "Have you two considered what kind of gods you want to become? You know, although this does not require the spark of divinity to be ignited like the real deification, it will also be highly bound to the godhood and power."

"Of course I want to be the God of Magic!"

Little Annie raised her hand first and expressed her request.

"Very good! Then I will give you the title of the God of Magic of Mirrodin."

As he said, Zuo Si gently pressed his palm on his daughter's head and used the power he had obtained.

Instantly!

The upgraded Shuo Oil flowed into the girl's body and merged with her original quasi-divine power.

This is obviously not perfection, but closer to the way Zuo Si himself controls Shuo Oil.

However, what little Annie got was not the complete control, but only the right to use, just like Darkseid gave his offspring the Omega ray.

Not long after, the girl began to shine with dazzling arcane light, and then a mysterious silk scarf appeared out of thin air and draped over her shoulders.

Countless light spots like pearls and gems can be seen on the surface of the scarf.

These light spots have no rules or patterns, which obviously symbolizes her understanding of the chaotic nature of magic.

"Ha! It feels good! I can call myself a magic goddess now! I just don't know if Aunt Midnight will be angry when she hears it."

Little Annie turned around in a circle with the silk scarf symbolizing the authority of magic, and shaped her favorite supernatural landscape around her as she pleased.

Zuo Si ignored his daughter who was in a state of high spirits, and instead looked at 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 redundant. After all, I can't choose anything else, right?"

Maier spread his hands with an attitude of "you decide".

"Okay, then you can 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 Maier's body became even more intense and pure.

Not only that!

Black lightning like the speed force began to flash on his body.

"This is..."

Mail was obviously very surprised by the new power.

But Zuo Si obviously realized something and immediately explained: "Relax, this is a manifestation of the death power of the universe.

In Apocalypse, Darkseid once caught death and used this 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 in the pursuit of the Black Runner."

"Speed ​​is also a manifestation of death?"

Mail was undoubtedly very interested in this new concept about death. He immediately turned into a black electric light and disappeared at the end of his sight.

In addition to Zuo Si, who also had the blessing of the speed force, even little Annie could not see her brother's movements and movement trajectory clearly.

Because he was so fast, so fast that he ran millions of laps around Mirrodin in just a moment.

Most of the new Phyrexian creations could not even notice that the god of death passed by them.