This is a world similar to the ancient Egyptian civilization on Earth. You can see glittering gold everywhere, and towering monuments and pyramids stand in the sun-scorched desert.
Local residents revere the great Pharaoh God and believe that he is generous, kind, considerate of the people, and protected them from the terrible evils and monsters in the desert.
Whenever they have free time, countless people will go to the magnificent temple with their families to offer sacrifices to this supreme being to express their inner gratitude.
People living in Amonkhet only need to do two things from the moment they understand.
One is to pray devoutly to the Pharaoh God, and the other is to focus on training to become the most powerful and perfect warrior, and to pass strict and cruel trials as the highest honor, hoping to one day answer the call of the gods and step onto the battlefield.
, dedicating his insignificant life for it.
As for trivial matters such as farming, transportation, and various production activities, they are all completed by embalmed mummies.
The dead serve the living. This is the most unique thing about the time and space of Amonkhet.
Moreover, it has no ruling class, no aristocracy, no exploitation and oppression at all, and it does not even require labor.
All living people are believers of the great Pharaoh God and are in a state of absolute equality.
Peace, fertility, abundance, justice, everything in this world seems so beautiful.
But what is the real situation hidden under the beautiful appearance?
The real situation is that the supreme pharaoh god is the most powerful planeswalker today - Nicol Bolas.
This world is one of the lairs that is completely controlled by him.
A long time ago, Nicol Bolas descended on Amonkhet and slaughtered all the adults in the world, leaving only those children who were easily manipulated.
Then through the power of psychic magic, the memories and histories of all minors were tampered with, shaping themselves into the so-called "Pharaoh God", and secretly building an invincible and powerful "Eternals" army here.
This is why the only thing that living people need to do is to train and then participate in various harsh trials.
When their fighting skills and will are trained to the extreme, and their bodies develop to their physiological limits, they will immediately be transformed into "immortals".
To put it bluntly, it is a special undead creature.
Because their souls are completely preserved, the "Eternal Ones" legion possesses wisdom and thinking abilities that other mass-produced undead creatures do not have, as well as the fruits of more than ten or twenty years of training during their lifetimes.
These powerful undead warriors, painted in gold or dark blue and fully armed, are now neatly arranged in the square deep underground, motionless like statues.
Some of them have been standing here for hundreds of years and are covered with a thick layer of dust.
Nicol Bolas stood on the high platform, looking at the main force that was preparing to launch the "War of the Spark" across time and space. His eyes revealed a kind of arrogance, coldness, cunning and cruelty that cannot be described in words. Because in his opinion, with the fragile power of the new generation of planeswalkers, as long as they get the "lock" to restrict the power of sparks from traveling through time and space, a dozen or even dozens of "Eternals" warriors can defeat them or even defeat them.
Kill.
Especially after devouring the energy of Alara's time and space, the old dragon has achieved the prerequisites for the launch of the plan in terms of hard power.
The next thing to do is to get the "door" and "lock".
The former is a great invention born from the magical mechanical space-time - Kaladesh. A device called the "Time-Space Crossing Bridge" can connect any two time-spaces and allow inanimate objects to travel freely between them.
With it, the "Eternal One" army can attack directly from Amonkhet to the time and space of Ravnica ruled by many guilds, factions, and alliances.
The reason why we chose Ravnica to launch the "War of the Spark" is because this world is somewhat similar to "Sigil", the center of the universe where the planet Toril is located.
What the two have in common is that countless people enter or leave the city in various ways at all times.
And a large amount of knowledge and ideas from different time and space intersect here, and ultimately many strange philosophical views, values and derivative cultures were born based on different tendencies.
The most important thing is that almost all planeswalkers who ignite the Spark will visit Ravnica without exception, and some will have deep connections with the local "Guildpact".
Therefore, a frontal attack on Ravnica will almost 100% attract a large number of planeswalkers to join the battle.
Only when enough sparks are gathered, Nicol Bolas can use that powerful spell to restore himself to the level before the planeswalker's spark metamorphosis.
The "lock" in the latter refers to the "Eternal Sacred Sun" that can make sparks lose their ability to transmit.
As early as more than 1,300 years ago, Azor, one of the friends of the spirit dragon Ugin, a sphinx (a sphinx with extremely high intelligence) who had lived for tens of thousands of years, used his own planeswalker spark.
The artifact of creation.
In addition, this Azor is also the founder of the "Azorius Guild" in Ravnica, as well as the advocate and founder of the birth of the "Guildpact".
Without him, there would be no so-called order and law in Ravnica today, but would still be stuck in the era of chaos, barbarism, violence, bloodshed and mutual killing 10,000 years ago.
The two conspired to seal Nicol Bolas in a certain world through the "Immortal Sun" so that he could no longer threaten and destroy the entire multiverse.
But unfortunately, as the old dragon successfully killed Ugin in the time of Tarkir, the whole plan was eventually aborted.
Nicol Bolas was undoubtedly cautious about something that might lock him in a certain time and space forever.
He is so cautious that he knew the exact information more than 1,300 years ago, but he still has no idea of trying to seize it.
Because he was not sure whether this news was a trap that Ugin deliberately set before his death to lure him to search for it, and then use the artifact to turn the entire "Ixalan Time and Space" into a prison to imprison himself.
But now, with the planeswalker's spark undergoing a qualitative change, resulting in the loss of power and immortal life comparable to the gods, Nicol Bolas obviously does not have too many choices.
No matter what method he uses, he must obtain the "Eternal Sacred Sun" to complete the last piece of the puzzle in his huge plan.
Just as the old dragon was holding his chin with his front paws, thinking about how to use the chess pieces on hand to seize the Immortal Sun, a dazzling red light suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of him.
Before he could react to what happened, the latter fell straight from the empty square above his head to the steps, making a huge noise.
Bang!
The shield made of ethyl gold directly collided with the stone steps, creating a pit more than half a meter deep on the spot.
When the dust and gravel that filled the air gradually dispersed, Nico Bolas saw clearly that the light group was none other than the man he sent out to investigate the contamination of Mirrodin's space-time by the Shimmering Oil—
—Tezzeret.
As one of the oldest existing planeswalkers, he is very aware of how powerful the Phyrexian forces led by Yawgmoth were.
Even the ancient planeswalkers, who had god-like power before the transformation of Sparks, needed to unite to barely fight against them.
Therefore, the old dragon is extremely vigilant against the shining oil that can infect everything, and the New Phyrexia forces that are conquering the entire Mirrodin space and time.
After all, this is one of the very few things that can pose a direct threat to his army of "Eternals".
He didn't want the secret weapon that took so long to build to end up being used as a wedding dress for New Phyrexia.
At this moment, the genius artifact master Tezzeret looks a little miserable.
Not only was the half of the body modified with ethyl gold severely damaged, but the arm was twisted and deformed by the terrifying force to the point where it was almost like a pile of scrap metal. The hair and eyebrows were also completely burned away by the high temperature, leaving only a large patch of hair.
Burnt black marks where the skin sticks together.
Just based on the creepy degree of carbonization, it is not difficult to judge that he must have been attacked by terrifying flames or red mana-type magic before, and even the ethyl gold shield filled with powerful protective magic was dissolved. p>
If he hadn't activated the spark to escape at the last moment, Tezzeret would probably be an unrecognizable corpse now.
"Tell me! What happened?" Nicol Bolas frowned and asked.
"Yes...it's Soth! He attacked me! He wanted to kill me!"
There was a hint of trembling in Tezzeret's voice, and his eyes revealed intense fear.
"Thos? Why is he in Mirrodin? And why did he attack you? Didn't you show that you are working for me?"
There was strong doubt in Lao Long's tone.
Because in his impression, Zuo Si should be the kind of person who is only interested in profit and knows how to adapt to the situation.
As long as you can give him enough benefits and remain overwhelmingly powerful, then this young planeswalker will not dare to betray you.
In particular, being able to penetrate into the enemy's interior to collect intelligence on Ugin and Solin can bring unimaginable huge advantages in future battles.
Nicol Bolas simply couldn't understand why Zuo Si would attack Tezzeret and almost kill him?
Was there some unknown conflict between the two?
"I'm not sure why he appeared in Mirrodin.
But what is certain is that he established a laboratory there, and while gathering the refugees, he studied Shimmer Oil and New Phyrexia's creations.
He has a very special girl on his hand, who is completely immune to the infection of shimmering oil, and can also clear the infected person's body of shimmering oil to a certain extent.
I thought this should be a good experimental material, so I came to ask for it.
As a result, not only did he choose not to cooperate, but he also used Alara's most powerful ethereal magic, which almost turned me into ashes.
In addition, this guy has a lot of E-gold.
I seriously suspect that the theft of Yijin that caused violent turmoil was his doing..."
Tezzeret endured the severe pain in his scarred body and told the truth and his speculations.
Although he really wanted to stir up trouble and make his master feel disgusted and hostile towards Zuo Si.
Unfortunately, in front of an old dragon with a powerful mind-reading ability, doing such small tricks is just too impatient.
In desperation, Tezzeret could only hold back the anger and humiliation in his heart and tell the truth.
"A girl who is completely immune to oil infection?"
Nicol Bolas's eyes shone slightly, and an expression of extreme surprise appeared on his face.
Tezzeret nodded quickly: "Yes. That girl is called Melilai, and she currently lives in the laboratory established by Soth.
I hid in the dark and witnessed her removing the shimmering oil from an infected person's body, but there was no sign of being infected myself.
This girl can definitely become a secret weapon against the forces of New Phyrexia.
Master, I think you should order Soth to hand her over and put her under your own control."
"Hahahaha!"
Seeing Tezzeret's embarrassed look and his petty attempt to provoke a conflict between himself and Zuo Si, Nico Bolas couldn't help but burst into unbridled laughter.
But soon, he changed into another face and scolded in an almost ruthless tone: "You incompetent idiot!
How could he be easily defeated by a junior planeswalker who was so much younger than himself, and still have the nerve to run away to me and stir up trouble?
If you weren't of some use, I would crush you to death right now like an ant.
Remember, trash, it is natural for the strong to dominate the weak.
If your own strength is not strong enough, then don’t try to command and dominate someone who is stronger than you.
Now that Soth has started observation and research in Mirrodin, there is no need for you to stay there.
Now I give you a new mission, go to the Kaladesh space-time and take advantage of the Inventors Expo to steal the space-time bridge for me.
If you fail again this time, there will be no need to live."
As the last word blurted out, the old dragon suddenly waved his claws to activate a card, releasing a ball of energy that instantly hit Tezzeret's body.
The latter returned to its original state in just two or three seconds.
Not only did the parts transformed by ethyl gold return to their original appearance, but the severe burns and carbonization marks on the physical parts were also gone.
Tezzeret obviously didn't dare to disobey his powerful master's will, so he didn't even stay for a second, and once again activated the planeswalker's spark and disappeared.
After he left completely, Nicol Bolas muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Thos has also begun to notice the special life forms of Shimmer and Phyrexia that integrate machinery.
?
It seems that he is much smarter than the other chess pieces controlled by me. At least he understands what the real threat is.
Compared to the Eldrazi Titans, creatures that look like scavengers from the dark void, the shimmering oil left by Yawgmoth is the scariest thing.
Because no one knows what kind of terrifying monster these substances that lose the control of their owners will eventually create.
When I finish War of the Spark and regain my original power, the first thing I have to do is destroy the entire Mirrodin and strangle New Phyrexia in its cradle.
But before that, let me see how far you can go."
There is no doubt that Lao Long does not know what Mei Li Lai means to Shuo You.
Little did he know that her blood could actually erase Yawgmoth's ideological and spiritual imprints in the oil, and then replace him as the new owner of the oil.
Otherwise, Nicol Bolas would have gone directly to Mirrodin to rob people.
In the near future, he will pay an extremely painful price for his negligence and carelessness.
These huge legions of "Eternals" in front of them will also be completely swallowed up by the new shimmering oil, becoming a weapon in Zuo Si's hand to launch a backstab at the last moment.
At the same time, far away in the open space outside the Iron City in Mirrodin Time and Space.
Zuo Si had already put away the large amount of ethyl gold he had taken out from his satchel, pretending as if nothing had happened, and deceived the patrol team who came from a distance to check the situation.
As for the reason...
You can easily excuse yourself by just finding an excuse to experiment with spells or weapons.
Anyway, he has done similar things before.
There was a test of the power of a New Phyrexia self-destruction robot, which even caused an earthquake of at least magnitude 4 or 5 in the surrounding area.
So these refugees have long been accustomed to this.
After confirming that the attack was not initiated by Phyrexian war weapons, it was time to do whatever we wanted.
Only Elspeth noticed the signs of sparks. After everyone else had gone away, she immediately asked in an uncertain tone: "Did other planeswalkers come here just now and had a conflict with you?"
"Well, yes. That guy calls himself Tezzeret and wants to take Melila away for experiments. But don't worry, I believe that after this lesson, he will not dare to come again."
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders in a very relaxed manner.
"Tezzeret? I heard that name when I was in Alara.
He seems to be related to many conspiracies and wars.
Damn it!
It seems that the man behind the chaos that caused Alara's space and time to fall into chaos is targeting this place again."
Elspei's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously grabbed the hilt of the sword hanging at his waist. His whole body suddenly entered a state of mental tension.
But Zuo Si raised his hand and comforted with a smile: "Relax, it's not as scary as you think.
After all, the core of Mirrodin has long been infected by the shimmering oil, and even the mercury sea is completely filled with the shimmering oil. The situation has reached a point where it cannot be worse.
If I were the mastermind behind Alanor's space-time, I would never choose to cause trouble in Mirrodin.
The reason is also very simple.
Efforts and rewards are not proportional at all.
If nothing else, the other party should just come to observe the extent of the infection in this world."
"What about you? Why did you establish a laboratory here, accept so many refugees and provide them with food, water and protection?" Elspeth raised her eyebrows and asked.
"Isn't it obvious?
Research, experiment, and collect rare metals that are worthless in this time and space but are valuable in other time and space, as well as alloys with different properties.
Especially affected by the sun formed by the five different colored mana cores, it contains special metals with some magical power.
In addition, those light moths flying in the sky that have not been contaminated by glitter oil and contain the purest energy in their bodies are also great resources."
Zuo Si selectively revealed the part of his many purposes that least needed to be hidden.
As for the second infection of New Phyrexia and becoming the master of the entire Mirrodin time and space, he would not easily reveal it to outsiders.
In fact, the only person who knows the plan right now is the red demon judge - Wabas, who just joined the council not long ago.
In order to win his own soul, this guy can be said to have spared no effort to be a kid.
Not only will he go to the depths of the earth every once in a while to see how much the proportion of new shining oil has increased, but he will also secretly observe the changes in the silver golem Kahn.
The attack plans formulated by the white demon judge - Elenon and the blue demon judge - Jinji Tasha are often completely delivered to Zuo Si before they can be implemented.
The content is even so detailed that everything from the target to the offensive route, to the composition and quantity of the army, and the style of the frontline commander, is almost everything, which highlights the rigor.
With this level of intelligence support, if Zuo Si can no longer pin down the forces of New Phyrexia to the ground and explode the hammer, he can just buy a piece of tofu and kill him.
Especially the elite troops under Jinji Tasha who come from the depths of the Mercury Sea. Their body surfaces are often covered with a very special metal plating, which has strong magic resistance and immunity.
By using force field magic to dismember and massacre them, Zuo Si collected a considerable amount from them, and also used them to make and strengthen some equipment.
Elenon and Jinji Tasha still haven't figured out why the enemy always appears in the most dangerous place at the most critical moment, leaving them with no choice but to suffer a shameful defeat.
Since each Demon Judge is the leader of the highest faction selected by Shimoyou, and is the backbone of New Phyrexia, they don't even think about the emergence of traitors within them.
I simply feel that the enemy must have some kind of magical means that can detect or predict.
In fact, Zuo Si is not in a hurry to win this war and then devour the entire New Phyrexia force.
Quite the opposite!
He wanted to make this war last longer so that Xin Shuoyou could learn enough war experience, knowledge and technology from it, and then transfer it to the ninth level of hell to lay the foundation for the upcoming new bloody battle. After all, war is a great catalyst that can speed up technological progress.
Moreover, no matter how many times New Phyrexia's creatures are destroyed, even if only a pile of remains and rotten flesh are left, they can still be put back together, and absolutely nothing will be wasted.
During the reorganization process, those responsible for research and transformation will continue to iterate technology, making subsequent creations more powerful than before.
Among them, the research ability of the Blue Demon Judge Jinji Tasha amazed Zuo Si even more.
This madman with a scientific way of thinking not only created a large number of things with sophisticated internal structures, but also bionic mechanical birds with the ability to fly, sea dragons, giant sharks, tentacle jellyfish and other gadgets full of strong science fiction colors.
He also transformed all the Vedokens who originally lived in the Mercury Sea and had extremely high IQs into his own senior researchers and assistants, forming a large and fully classified professional team.
Zuo Si was very curious about what kind of interesting and incredible technology or creation the other party could come up with under the huge pressure he put on him.
Elspeth obviously didn't know how dangerous the thoughts of the seemingly harmless young man standing in front of him were, and he continued to ask, "What if one day Mirrodin is completely infected by Shimmering Oil and there will be no help?"
What will you choose to do? Leave these refugees and leave directly, or fight with them until the last moment?"
"Sorry, I can't give you an accurate answer to this kind of question.
Because humans are very fickle creatures and will change according to the environment, cognition, and values.
Maybe you decided to do something no matter what in the last second, but you gave up the next second for some almost ridiculous reason.
If you really want to know the answer, you might as well stick here until the end and see what choice I will make.
In addition, you can also use this time to do what you want to do.
If I guess correctly, you should want to find an ideal, perfect and harmonious society, and then settle down there and spend the rest of your life, right?
That being the case, why not try to create one yourself?
I can provide unlimited resources and supreme power, allowing you to transform this steel city according to the social form you think is the best."
When saying these words, Zuo Si had a faint smile on his face. He first used his excellent language skills to avoid the sharp questions raised by the other party, and then dragged the female planeswalker into a carefully prepared trap. p>
There is no doubt that he wants to tie Elspeth to Mirrodin for a while.
"Create your ideal perfect society with your own hands? In a world that has been infected by oil!"
Elspei's pupils suddenly dilated, contracted, and then dilated again to show the unrest in the master's heart.
Because this awakened the painful memories of her childhood, and at the same time inspired her strong sense of responsibility to protect civilians, she really couldn't stay calm.
You must know that the reason why Elspeth became a planeswalker is that when she was very young, her hometown was invaded by Phyrexia. After she became a prisoner, she endured inhuman torture and abuse in the dungeon. Under the extreme pain, she was ignited.
Spark.
So now that we see New Phyrexia wreaking havoc in Mirrodin, we will inevitably feel the same pain.
In fact, before coming here, she had helped many gathering places repel the attack of New Phyrexia. Later, she happened to know the situation in the City of Steel when she was escorting a group of refugees.
Watching the changes in Elspeth's expression and the violent ups and downs of emotions, Zuo Si nodded with a serious look: "That's right. If you are very, very eager to get something, then don't place your hopes on it.
Charity from others.
Instead, you have to create and realize it with your own hands.
No matter how difficult the process is and how slim the hope of success is, at least you have worked hard for it.
Even if you fail, you still have an explanation for yourself.
Perhaps Mirrodin's time and space will eventually be unable to escape the fate of its fall.
But it is precisely this that gives all this a special meaning.
This is like those soldiers who know that the final result is failure and death, but still refuse to lay down their weapons and surrender, and charge to the enemy without hesitation.
Because failure and death are not terrible.
The most terrifying thing is when a person loses the courage to face difficulties head-on and always subconsciously wants to escape.
In the Bant fragment world of Alara's time and space, you gave up your responsibilities and chose to escape because you lacked the courage to face failure.
But look at the refugees in the City of Steel, don’t they know the meaning of what’s happening in Mirrodin?
No!
I can assure you that the vast majority of them are very aware.
But these people are not depressed or give up on themselves. Instead, they face every day with a positive and optimistic spirit, and are ready to live or die with this steel city.
They spend every day as if it were the last day in their lives, enjoying the best and most memorable parts of their lives.
Courage is a precious quality and a great hymn.
Dear Elspeth Tiree, tell me do you still have courage deep down in your heart?
Are you willing to stand up and lead the refugees in this city?
Are you willing to help them create the most perfect social form in your mind?
Are you willing to fight side by side with them and fight against their cruel fate until the last moment?
Even if you know clearly that the only thing you will get in the end is failure and death!"
As the last word blurted out, Elspeth felt a blazing flame in her chest, as if all the blood in her body was instantly ignited, and she responded loudly without thinking: "I do!
You are right!
I should not expect charity from others, nor should I lose the courage to face failure and death.
Thank you, my friend.
You made me rediscover the meaning of life and what I have been pursuing."
"You're welcome.
From this moment on, you are the leader of all the refugees in this city.
Also, give me your sword, and I will help you reforge it to become stronger and sharper.
Before the forging is completed, just make do with this."
With that said, Zuo Si handed the holy sword he used to the other party, and at the same time held the [Chengyang Sword] in his hand and felt the special power contained in it.
There is no doubt that this weapon is the most special of all the artifacts he has come into contact with so far.
Because today's [Chengyang Sword] is neither sharp nor strong, and can only be regarded as a passable low-level enchanted weapon at best.
But the problem is, this thing has an ability that no other artifact has.
That is to say, it can cross the current space and directly attack the place where the spiritual essence of gods exists. It can be simply understood as some kind of high-dimensional subspace that exists outside the material world.
In other words, when using [Chengyang Sword], no matter how powerful the divine power is contained in the incarnation or projection of a god descending into the mortal world, the attacking god's spiritual body hidden in the subspace can be directly ignored.
No wonder the sun god of Theros space-time would do everything possible to kill Elspeth and destroy the [Chengyang Sword].
The threat of this thing to extraordinary creatures like gods is really too great, so great that they can't bear it at all.
It's a pity that Elspei hasn't realized how precious the [Chengyang Sword] is yet. Instead, he is full of love for the holy sword that exudes positive energy. He keeps gently stroking the sword body that shines with golden light. He can't help but be amazed.
He shouted: "Oh my God! Where did you get this divine sword? I... I can even feel the cheers and excitement coming from the hilt when I hold it."
"It is made by merging two weapons used by holy warriors who uphold order and kindness, and then adding some other precious materials. My original idea was to specifically restrain undead and demons, so the white magic contained inside
I have too much strength." Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and explained.
"Thank you for your trust in entrusting me with such a powerful artifact. I swear on my honor that I will never evade it again this time, let alone bring shame to it."
Elspeth knelt down on one knee holding the holy sword and performed a standard Bant knight salute.
Under Zuo Si's arrangement, she quickly rose to power as the first true leader of the City of Steel without any opposition.
For the refugees, this arrangement was a bit sudden, but considering the endorsement of Zuo Si, a "master" who could provide unlimited daily necessities, everyone quickly accepted it calmly.
The leaders of various races and tribes who were originally responsible for maintaining the operation of the city also breathed a sigh of relief.
Because they no longer need to spend all day trying to figure out Zuo Si's thoughts, for fear of accidentally arousing the owner's anger, resulting in no supply of food and water.
Instead, he can hand over all decision-making power to Elspeth, and he only needs to peacefully carry out the orders issued by his superiors.
Zuo Si stayed in the Mirrodin space and time to observe for two days, and after confirming that there would be no problems, he kept the clone underground in the laboratory, and at the same time transferred his consciousness and soul back to the mage tower in Askatra.
After waking up, the first thing he did was to release the enhanced Kurremos and Wilmes, pointing at the map of the West Coast projected on the wall and said bluntly: "I need you to do something now.
.
That is to find out the distribution of all the dragons, monsters and barbarian tribes in this area that covers almost one-fifth of Faerûn.
Then find a way to control it, or expel it or eliminate it.
With Baldur's Gate as the dividing line, you choose who will be in charge of the south and who will be in charge of the north."
"Master, do you mean to give us full authority so that we can express ourselves freely?"
Kurremos's eyes shone slightly, and his whole body exuded an extremely sinister, cunning and ambitious temperament.
When he was in Zendikar, although only a moment had passed for Zuo Si, who used time magic, for him, he had already spent two hundred years in a strange time and space full of energy.
Its size has already surpassed all the ancient dragons.
Regardless of whether it is the natural warlock's spellcasting level or the mage's spellcasting level, both have crossed the legendary threshold.
Therefore, this crazy purgatory brass dragon has enough confidence to use its own strength and wisdom to build a secret and huge evil organization, and even hide behind the scenes to build a monster empire of its own.
Zuo Si saw through Kurremos' little calculation at a glance, and replied meaningfully: "Except for not attacking the towns, villages and caravans under my control, you can do whatever you want.
But similarly, if you take the initiative to provoke the Metal Dragon, the Church of the Good God, and the Harper Alliance and are eventually besieged, I will not help you, let alone avenge you.
In addition, you must strive to get rid of the most powerful Dragon King within my control in the shortest possible time.
Especially those guys who are active and full of destructive power, like Balagas Flying Flame and Scar Lao Klaus.
It doesn't matter whether you kill it yourself, use greedy adventurers, or just people.
There is only one result I want to get, that is, smooth and safe trade routes.
No matter whoever dares to touch this red line, what you have to do is to kill them all in the most brutal way.
How about it? Any questions?"
"Hehe! Of course there is no problem! Please rest assured, master, I will handle this matter beautifully. In addition, I chose the north because I am more familiar with that area."
Kurremus is undoubtedly a very smart dragon, and he immediately understood the role he played - Black Gloves.
To put it bluntly, they specialize in doing dirty work and taking the blame.
For example, Zuo Si is promoting the establishment of a business alliance covering all towns on the entire West Coast to establish a unified market, currency and tariff system.
At this time, if anyone dares to speak out or make wild demands, then he needs to rob the town's caravans and send out his army of monsters to scare local residents and leaders into giving up their original plans.
To appeal for interests, quickly sign the agreement in exchange for military assistance and protection provided by the alliance.
"I hope so. Here, this is a mobile terminal that is convenient for contact. I will give you orders through this in the future. If there is nothing else, you can set off now." Zuo Si waved his hand very casually.
Kurremos didn't say anything nonsense, put one hand on his chest, bowed deeply, and then used teleportation magic to disappear.
As soon as his front foot left, Wilmes couldn't help but ask: "Are you sure you really want to give that guy such power?
I can guarantee that when he controls more than a dozen evil dragons and has an army of monsters in his hands, he will definitely find ways to take revenge on the silver dragon in the Claws of Justice.
If the anger of a large number of silver dragons and gold dragons is aroused, it will definitely be very troublesome to deal with."
"It doesn't matter!"
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and explained: "I made it clear to Kurremos just now.
No matter what he did, he will bear all the consequences himself.
What's more, what do you think the function of black gloves is?
It is a bargaining chip that can be discarded and sacrificed at any time after use.
And it would be better if he is killed, I can get a very valuable evil dragon soul.
Maybe we can use this as material to create a brand new purgatory dragon species."
"What about me? You should know that I'm not very good at doing this kind of intrigue and brainstorming."
Wilmes pointed to his nose and asked again.
"It's not easy, you still know that you have no brain."
Zuo Si sneered and teased, but immediately comforted: "Don't worry, I will ask Xi Manmeng, the head of the Zhentarim Dark Intelligence Network, to contact you later.
He is a smart man, and he is also very good at playing tricks.
All you have to do is follow his advice, and with the help of the Zhentarim's huge intelligence network, it should be easy to control the mountains and wilderness south of Baldur's Gate step by step.
Note, if you want to live longer, you must not provoke forces that you shouldn't provoke, let alone think about looting other dragons' treasures all day long.
If you accidentally conflict with an organization such as the Harper Alliance, you'd better notify me immediately."
Wilmes nodded thoughtfully: "I understand. But what should I do with my treasures? Move them to a new lair together?"
"It's up to you. Also, be careful when dealing with the flying flames of Balagos. I don't want to have to collect your corpse and resurrect it for you."
After saying this, Zuo Si also handed a mobile terminal to the Purgatory Red Dragon in front of him.
"Hmph! Just wait and see! Within a month at most, I will bring back Balagas Feiyan's body."
Wilmes raised his chin arrogantly, and soon used teleportation magic to disappear.
As these two powerful and evil dragons begin to cause trouble, it can be predicted that the entire West Coast will soon usher in a bloody storm.
But this time, the ones bleeding will no longer be the people living in cities and villages, but the monsters and dragons entrenched in the wild...