"Damn it! What the hell is this guy doing?"
Ajani frowned and was completely confused about the other party's intentions.
However, the chaotic situation obviously did not give him much time to think, and soon a steady stream of monsters rushed up, forcing him to concentrate on fighting.
Although it is not difficult for a planeswalker who has experienced many times and spaces to defeat most monsters, Xenagos hiding in the dark is a huge hidden danger.
Especially after the opponent had already launched a sneak attack on Elspeth, Ajani did not dare to take it lightly.
After all, the spells he is good at are not as powerful as Elspeth's defense, and are more focused on purification, healing and the soul realm.
But fortunately, with the disappearance of Xenagos himself, the offensive of this astonishingly large monster army does not seem to be as ferocious and crazy as before.
Under the leadership of Ajani and Elspeth, the army of Akros city-state also began to regroup, blocking the gap bit by bit, and then drove out the enemies who rushed into the city, burned, killed and looted.
After about two or three hours, the monsters in the city were eliminated, and the monster army outside the city dispersed and retreated into the endless mountains and dense forests. At this point, the crisis was finally completely resolved.
No matter how you look at it, this is a plot full of Theros space-time style heroes appearing to turn the tide.
In particular, the two planeswalkers who suddenly appeared and joined the battlefield received praise and thanks from the entire city-state.
But Elspeth and Ajani are very clear that this matter is full of weirdness, and there is most likely a huge conspiracy behind it, which is far from over.
But out of politeness, the two of them accepted the invitation and attended the grand celebration and banquet.
They did not realize at all that Xenagos was sitting on the top of a temple, looking down at the entire city with a mocking smile on his face, grinning and sarcastically whispering in a low voice: "How stupid! How ignorant!
No one in such an ancient city-state was aware of my true purpose, naively thinking that I was here to conquer Akros.
But actually I got what I wanted.
Look at these people reveling in the celebration, getting drunk, and having fun.
Everything they believed in at this moment has been irrevocably transformed into my power.
Not only Akros, but also the other two city-states that were attacked.
No wonder the gods have been able to dominate this world for such a long time.
The mortals in this time and space did not realize that it was their own faith and will that created God. Instead, they became slaves of God because of awe and fear.
Now let me prove to you how simple and easy it is to become a god in Theros."
As the last word blurted out, the chest of the satyr planeswalker began to bloom with a dazzling light, and his body gradually began to lose its physical body and become a spiritual body between reality and illusion.
Just as he was about to close his eyes and welcome his new life, a voice suddenly came from behind.
"Since you are going to give up your identity as a planeswalker and become a god, then you shouldn't mind giving me the sparks you don't need, right?"
moment!
Xenagos suddenly turned around and thrust out the spear staff in his hand. His movements were fast and precise, and he looked like a veteran of sneak attacks.
Unfortunately, this blow did not penetrate the opponent's body as expected, but was blocked by a sharp sword, causing a crisp sound.
Only then did he finally see clearly that this uninvited guest was a very young-looking human planeswalker with black hair and black eyes.
Since both of them have sparks, they can feel each other's identity very clearly.
"Who are you?"
Xenagos narrowed his eyes and probed cautiously.
"My name is Soth, an ordinary planeswalker. It's an honor to meet you at this time, the great god of pleasure."
With that said, Zuo Si, who had been hiding in the dark and observing for a long time before finally deciding to show up, bowed slightly.
Because if he doesn't intervene, a precious spark will be completely extinguished.
"Hahahaha! God of pleasure? I like this title! You are very talkative, an interesting young man. But the question is why should I give my spark to you?"
Xenagos first let out a burst of nervous laughter, and then suddenly changed his face, releasing naked and undisguised malice.
Especially the actual divine power is simply a dimensionality-reducing blow to most mortals without divinity and divine power.
Unfortunately, this move was of no use to Zuo Si, who had seen many gods and even killed one himself.
There was still a faint smile on his face, and he responded in a very polite tone: "If you give me the spark, then I can provide some very useful help and suggestions to make this event that plays the Twilight of Theros Gods
The movement becomes more grand. Imagine how interesting it would be if the main gods like the sun god Heliod fell in your script. And all you need to pay is yourself.
Just a spark no longer needed.”
"Oh? You mean there is a way to help me complete the feat of killing gods?"
Xenagos became interested instantly, his eyes flashed with crazy and chaotic light, just like those demon lords in the bottomless abyss.
"That's right! Don't you think the gods in this world are so arrogant that they don't have a clear understanding of the responsibilities they should bear and the obligations they should perform, and they are always asking for endless things without knowing anything in return?"
When saying these words, Zuo Si decisively transformed into the form of a big devil to fully display his evil tendencies.
Because he knows that if he wants to win the other party's trust, he must show a certain degree of sincerity.
At least make this guy believe in his position.
What's more, he himself has no good impression of the god of Theros space-time at all, but is instead full of contempt and disgust.
So there is no psychological burden at all when doing this kind of thing.
Some even couldn't wait to see the scene of the gods bleeding into rivers.
And this is what Xenagos wants to see.
Facts have proved that Zuo Si's bet was right.
After witnessing the transformation from human to big devil form, the Satyr Planeswalker immediately couldn't help but probe: "So this is your true appearance? The previous human form was just a disguise used to deceive others?"
Zuo Si explained with a half-smile: "It depends on how you understand it.
At least in my opinion, the human form is also a part of myself.
Also, you'd better make your decision quickly.
Because in just a few minutes, those combined beliefs will completely extinguish the planeswalker's spark, turning you into a god in this world.
If there is no spark as a reward, I will not waste time and energy participating in this kind of thing."
"Here, it's yours now."
Xenagos is worthy of being a representative of the chaotic evil camp, and his attitude has undergone a 180-degree turn back and forth in just a few minutes.
As the last word blurted out, he took out his spark from his chest and threw it to Zuo Si.
Without saying a word, the latter caught the spark and immediately inhaled it into his body, feeling the power contained in it.
As expected, this satyr planeswalker has obviously visited multiple time and space, and his spark level is definitely higher than Elspeth and Ajani.
To be honest, Zuo Si didn't understand what Xenagos was thinking, that he would give up the path of a planeswalker with greater potential, and choose to become a god subject to the constraints of mortal beliefs.
You must know that the gods of Theros space-time are far inferior to the gods of the universe where the planet Toril is located, both in terms of power level and influence.
He doesn't even look down on the latter, so naturally he doesn't care about the early ones.
However, when analyzing the behavior and thoughts of a person from the Hunxie camp from a rational perspective, it is somewhat frustrating for oneself.
So Zuo Si quickly cleared these messy thoughts from his mind, put one hand on his chest and bowed gracefully.
"Thank you for your generous gift. In return, I will provide you with all useful advice as promised and teach you how to kill gods."
"Awesome! This is exactly what I want. Get started! I can't wait for those arrogant gods to taste failure, pain, and death."
Xenagos raised his foot and knocked down the trumpet statue standing on the roof with a bang, and then trampled it under his feet in a very insulting gesture.
"Don't worry, great god of pleasure. If you want to kill the gods, you must first understand what gods are, why they were born, and where their power comes from."
When saying these words, Zuo Si very cautiously released his divine power to completely shield the area around the temple.
Since he didn't know much about the power of gods in this world, he was not sure whether the other party could hear or perceive the content of the conversation.
To be on the safe side, it's better to add a little more protection.
After all, what he wanted to do was just use the madman in front of him to teach the gods of Theros a lesson, and see if he could find an opportunity to catch one or two of them to make the immortal evil god. He did not intend to go out and risk his life with the other party himself.
"The gods of this world originated from the prayers and beliefs of mortals in despair in ancient times.
Because at that time, the terrifying flesh-and-blood incarnation of primitive impulse, the Titan, wandered the mortal world, causing destruction and death wherever it went.
People can only place their hope in some kind of extraordinary being with powerful power to save themselves.
To be continued...