The mysterious palace, the end of the space-time world of Theros.
Here the ocean pours down from a steep cliff that is nearly 90 degrees straight up and down, forming a scenery more majestic and magnificent than any waterfall.
At the end of the waterfall and cliff, a huge olive tree grows from the water and reaches the sky.
According to legend, this tree is an altar to the sky god Crophonus, and also symbolizes the health and destiny of the entire world.
But now, the original green leaves of the olive tree have been dyed black, and are also shrouded in a thick and cold black mist.
In the black mist, you can vaguely see twisted and terrifying bugs of all sizes lying on the trunks of the olive trees, sucking sap, or chewing up the originally dense leaves.
There is no doubt that those black mist and twisted terrifying insects are manifestations of Theros space and time constantly falling towards the nightmare.
At this moment, Ansuoko was standing in front of the tree, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised to reveal undisguised joy. Starting from his nose, the strange shadowed hair wrapped in a V shape and wrapped around his head seemed to be burning like a black flame.
Because his planeswalker spark has been completely connected to the core of the world beneath his feet, countless mortals and even gods are sinking in fear, continuously providing nearly unlimited black and blue mana.
Once Theros is completely transformed into a nightmare world, he can use a spell at any time to plunge mortals in any time and space into an eternal sleep and nightmare from which they cannot extricate themselves.
"Tremble...
Be desperate...
Release all the most intense emotions within you!
Then it completely became my spiritual food!
Not all nightmares can be escaped by waking up!
Not all fears can be overcome with courage!”
Accompanied by a creepy whisper, Asok slowly opened his arms as if to embrace the olive tree.
Although his appearance has always given people a terrifying and terrifying visual impact, his behavior is unexpectedly elegant and full of beauty.
No one knows the true identity and origin of this mysterious planeswalker, let alone whether this appearance is due to racial characteristics, or is it the result of magic or the ignition of the planeswalker's spark. Even the gender is very ambiguous.
The only thing that is certain is that Asuok claims to be a Nightmare, but no one has ever seen anyone other than him.
Most importantly, mystery and the unknown represent, to some extent, the source of fear.
Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that all of this was deliberately created by Ashiok. He wanted to gradually turn himself into the source of fear and nightmares in the entire multiverse.
Just as Left Thought wants to turn himself into a symbol of evil in the multiverse, Ugin seems to want to become a representative of wisdom and reason, and Nicol Bolas makes no secret of his endless desire for strength and power.
Although there is not only one path to becoming the strongest planeswalker, the process is similar, which is to abstract and philosophize what you believe in.
Only by understanding this can the power of sparks be released to the maximum extent.
From this perspective, Ashiok is undoubtedly above ninety-nine percent of planeswalkers, even looking down at the gods in a condescending manner.
Just as the King of Nightmares was standing in front of the olive tree at the edge of the world admiring his masterpiece, a humanoid nightmare creature shrouded in black smoke and shadow appeared out of thin air on the water only a few meters away, speaking from its mouth.
There was a creepy sound, as if coming from hell and the abyss.
"The man you have been waiting for is here."
"Oh, really?"
Ansuoko stopped all movements in an instant, turned around slowly, and revealed undisguised surprise in his tone.
"Yes, I can already feel his presence and the faint connection."
As he spoke, the nightmare creature slowly walked out of the thick black fog and shadows, revealing a face almost identical to Zuo Si's.
But the difference is that his body is not in human form, but mixed with the characteristics of devils and dragons, as well as a large mechanical structure formed by the infection and transformation of shimmering oil.
Especially the pair of huge wings covered with metal scales behind him, as well as the huge power acceleration system built by the flickering oil engine near the wings, and the arms, tentacles, and electronic eyes that are mixed with the flesh and blood of machinery and ancient gods extending from the side and spine.
It looks like Yawgmoth, the creator, god and supreme ruler of old Phyrexia, has been reincarnated.
There is no doubt that this is the most powerful nightmare that Asuok extracted from the fear of Jinji Tower, and it is also his greatest reliance to realize his grand plan.
For the old Phyrexian creatures born from the Shimmering Oil, Yawgmoth has always been their greatest fear, a fear even greater than failure and death.
Although the new oil has stripped away Yawgmoth's thoughts and consciousness and replaced them with Zuo Si's own thoughts and consciousness.
But the awe, fear and worship contained at the bottom have not disappeared, it has just changed its object.
Therefore, in the subconscious mind of the New Phyrexia Demon Judge, there is always a complex psychology of both expectation and fear for this new master to accept completion and completely transform into the second Yawgmoth.
With his unparalleled talent, Ansuoke keenly captured this point and extracted the completed image of Zuo Si into a powerful nightmare creature under his control.
Looking at this creation that had successfully planted the first seed of fear in the hearts of the gods of Theros, he waved his claw-like fingers and continuously pulled out threads symbolizing spirit and thinking and asked softly: "Do you think he will
Come to me?"
"Yes. Not only will he choose to go to war, but he will also kill you with his own hands."
Nightmare answered in a tone without any emotion.
But when Ansuoko heard these words, not only did he not feel nervous or scared at all, but he laughed happily.
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Isn't that just right?
Greater power means greater darkness and fear must be hidden in the heart.
If you can tear apart his psychological defense, you can unearth the most powerful nightmare from it.
I really want to know what the father of New Phyrexia is afraid of."
"So you are ready for war?" Nightmare continued to ask.
"That's right! I'm ready for war.
Now is the time to completely transform Erebos, the god of death, and Areos, the god of death, into my own nightmare.
Go and use your power to send all their last believers and priests into the nightmare.
I need to recruit troops and get a few powerful enough servants before the real war begins."
Having said that, Asuoko suddenly released the spiritual threads in his palms, winding them around the olive tree at an extremely fast speed, eventually forming a fruit-like cocoon at the top.
In just a few seconds, ear-piercing screams and calls for help filled with fear and despair came continuously from inside.
Then its volume began to expand from the size of a grain of rice.
Sudden!
A huge figure with four arms and a body like a bright starry sky appeared out of thin air and roared angrily: "Shameless blasphemer! You have killed so many gods and plunged all mortals in the world into nightmares and you are still dissatisfied.
Are you satisfied, but you still want to erode the core of the world controlled by the Nyx Divine Domain?"
"Ah! Isn't this the great sky god Crophonus? I thought you would avoid me for how long."
Ansuo Qiao bowed gracefully to the star giant in front of him with one hand on his chest.
Obviously, this giant with a body like a starry sky and four arms is one of the origins of the birth of gods in Theros space-time, and he is also the supreme ruler of Nyx God Realm.
As long as Crophons is willing, he can even seal the passage between the divine world and the mortal world so that no other gods can come.
In contrast, his sister Clotis, who was born with him, turned into an eternal seal, imprisoning the first born Titan in the underworld, and rarely appeared in the sight of mortals and gods.
"Avoiding you?
Stop being so self-righteous, you arrogant alien planeswalker.
You have no idea how many people of your kind have been born in Theros over the endless years, and how many planeswalkers have visited this world.
But in the end they all have to succumb to the rules I set.
I am the embodiment of the will and order of this world!
And you are destroying it and distorting it wantonly!"
Crophons was obviously completely irritated. Every word he blurted out was accompanied by violent vibrations in the space, as if destruction would come in the next second.
But Ansuoqo seemed to be confident and ignored the anger of this powerful god at all. He still responded with a faint smile on his face: "But I am different from them, right?
At least other planeswalkers have nothing to do with the Nyx domain you control, so naturally they can't really shake the foundation of the gods of Theros.
Because even if the original gods die because their faith fades, new gods will soon be born one after another due to the needs and desires of mortals.
As the ruler of God's Domain, you can always sit back and relax and continue to maintain the existing order.
But I'm different!
To be continued...