Deep underground in the Ashkatra Mage Tower is a labyrinth of intricate tunnels and cities.
Zuo Sizheng carefully inspected the dragon eggs that had just been delivered to him, feeling the little lives inside that were completely eroded by the power of hell. After several minutes, he commented with interest: "These eggs are in very good condition.
Interesting, much more bizarre than I imagined. I have to say that Sammaster and the Dragon Worship Cult he founded do have something."
"Can these dragon eggs be hatched?"
Kurremus, who was still in human form, asked cautiously.
Although he was causing trouble in the Northland and the Kingdom of Cormyr, this "filial son" was fearless, and his ambitions and desires were growing at an unimaginable speed.
Even Magic Goddess voters like Yin Erminster and Storm Silverhand don't take it seriously.
But at this moment, he acted extremely humble and cautious, without any arrogance or arrogance at all. He was completely different from usual people.
Occasionally there is a hint of fear in the eyes.
"Theoretically it's not possible.
Because your blasphemous behavior of forced mating and the filthy and evil magical rituals of the Dragon Worship Cult have tarnished the originally kind blood nature of the metal dragon, causing the dragon's original soul to be unable to be conceived normally.
In addition, these dragon eggs are all cursed without exception, and there is a high probability that they are cursed by the Dragon God.
I think you should know what this means.
But fortunately, I have two teams working on projects to create new dragon species, and both have made pretty good progress.
So I have a way to reverse their bloodline and inject the bloodline of purgatory, evil color dragon or other giant dragons from other worlds to help them complete their transformation and rebirth.
If they are lucky, they can turn these blasphemous, filthy, evil, and cursed powers into part of their talents.
In other words, your descendants will form a brand new dragon subspecies.
Their natures are cruel, vicious, bloodthirsty, and cunning, but they are also extremely smart and insidious.
The alignment will generally appear to be the same neutral evil as you."
Zuo Si slightly raised the corner of his mouth and explained meaningfully.
The brother and sister Bahamut, the good dragon god, and Tiamat, the evil dragon goddess, have been encouraging believers to slaughter similar dragons from the opposite camp for a long time, causing the dragons to kill each other.
Lost hegemony over the entire world.
Nowadays, all the dragons in Faerûn have become sophisticated and are not willing to hand over their faith to them at all.
Especially metal dragons from the good camp often have many other choices.
For example, Tamara, the dragon god known as the "Lady of Mercy", Hel the Joke, and Landis the Scale of Justice.
The first two are both good alignments, one tends to be neutral and good, and the other tends to be chaotic and good.
The latter is lawful neutral, covering all lawful camps including lawful good.
Evil chromatic dragons can believe in Carix, the "Destroyer of All Things", and Estelabo, the "Lord of Treasures".
Neutral dragons can also believe in "Observer" Chronippus, "Nine-faced Dragon God" Io, and "Gem Dragon God" Sadivo, covering all camps.
The Dracolich can regard Farazul, who possesses the vocations of "Undead", "Corruption" and "Blight", as an object of worship.
So Zuo Si feels that the curse on these dragon eggs may not have much to do with Bahamut, but the actions of other good-aligned dragon gods.
Otherwise, with the evil-hating character of the Platinum Dragon God, after sensing what the "filial son" has done, there is a high probability that he will directly descend into the avatar or send the most powerful envoys and voters to kill him.
It will never be as "frivolous" as simply placing a curse on these dragon eggs.
"A curse from the dragon god? You mean...what I did to that silver dragon was seen by a certain dragon god?"
Kurremos's face changed slightly.
Since he is far smarter than Wilmes, he obviously knows what it means to be targeted by a dragon god.
"Why, are you afraid now?"
Zuo Si raised his head and glanced at the other party with a half-smile.
Kurremos quickly shook his head: "No, of course I'm not afraid.
Because there are only two dragon gods who are truly capable of coming to incarnation in Toril, and they are in a state of mutual restraint.
As for the so-called voters and believers of the other party, I don’t pay attention at all.
I'm just a little curious about which dragon god the silver dragon that is about to be transformed into a dracolich believes in.
In addition, the hatching and growth of these dragon eggs are left to you.
Only you can make them hatch and gain great power in a short time.
It doesn’t take much, just give me a son and a daughter when the time comes.
I will use them to deal with Castellan Ferrian and the dragon paladins from the [Paws of Justice] organization around her."
Zuo Sisi nodded slightly without thinking: "No problem, I can satisfy your trivial request.
But before that, I want to ask, what is the purpose of revenge and revenge in your mouth?
In order to save the lost face?
Or are you angry and eager to vent your inner resentment?
Or is it to prove that he is no longer the young boy who was easily seduced by beauty?
If it were just these ridiculous reasons, then you would have disappointed me too much.
After all, I have emphasized more than once that evil, cruelty and killing are always just means and not ends.
If you want to pursue the ultimate evil, then first get rid of all meaningless emotions and raise it to the level of philosophy, thoughts and values.
Remember, my dear servant, there is no evil in this world or even the universe that can be praised by people that will be born out of anger and impulse.
That can only be called depravity at best, rather than evil in the true sense."
Kurremos took a deep breath, bent down and bowed deeply: "I...understand what you mean.
Please rest assured that I can control my emotions and try to act calmly and rationally.
And I promise that there will never be any accidents in this once-in-a-lifetime plan because of personal grudges.
Do you have anything else to say about this operation against the Harper and Scar Old Klaus?"
"There are no special instructions, just go ahead and do it. In order to prevent some self-righteous old guys from coming out to disrupt the situation, I will send you two powerful enough helpers."
With that said, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Snap!
With a crisp sound reverberating in the air, the two portals opened instantly.
Immediately afterwards, a Sarran spirit whose whole body was made entirely of black primitive magic energy walked out of the portal on the right. One of its hands was dragging a one-and-a-half-meter diameter weapon, which was constantly emitting terrifying magic and shadow energy around it.
ink-colored sphere.
Coming out of the door on the left was a very weird-looking elf.
The moment the elf appeared, all the surrounding energy began to converge on his body, and even formed a small magic vortex due to the rapid absorption speed.
Gudong!
Kurremos swallowed subconsciously.
As a mage and warlock, and the spellcasting levels of both professions have reached above legend, and he has also obtained the advanced Infernal Brass Dragon of Arcane Follower, he almost instantly felt what the two had.
The terrifying magical power.
The former is like being integrated with the Shadow Magic Network, possessing inexhaustible energy.
The latter is like a black hole that continuously absorbs all the energy around it. Even the legendary mage will be sucked dry by it in a very short time.
You don’t need to know that these two are none other than Zuo Si’s new followers who were separated from the [Shadow Energy Core].
Among them, the Saren spirit is Agatha, the great arcanist of the Netheril era, and is also the current controller of [Shadow Core];
The elf is Varis, the leader of the phaerim.
Since these two guys do not need to pass through the magic network controlled by the goddess of magic to cast spells, they can ignore to a certain extent the huge advantage that silver fire may bring to the battle between spellcasters.
"They are..."
Facing these two "monsters" who suddenly appeared out of thin air, Kurremos only felt his scalp numb, and all the muscles and nerves in his body were tense.
Although he had been overestimating the power Zuo Si had in his heart, he still felt awe and fear when he saw the latter summoning such two subordinates effortlessly.
Because Culremus has no idea how many cards this master who controls his own life, death, and even his soul has yet to reveal.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders indifferently and replied: "You don't need to know their names, you just need to know that they will follow you and come forward to deal with some troublesome enemies when you need them."<
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"Understood. Thank you for your support."
Seeing that he couldn't get any useful information out of the question, Kurremos had no choice but to give up and quickly used group teleportation magic to take Agatha and Varis back to his temporary stronghold.
With these two powerful helpers, he now feels that even if Sammaster, the founder of the Dragon Worship Cult, knocks on the door and asks for punishment, he will only end up running away with his tail between his legs.
After watching the "brother of filial piety" leave completely, Davian, the flame dragon knight who stood aside silently for a long time, finally couldn't help but ask: "Master, why don't you let me go? With my current strength, I can definitely do it.
People suppressed the whole audience."
"Because it's not necessary.
Don’t forget, we are positive people and we need to maintain our own image and try to avoid getting involved in things that may lead to negative public opinion.
It's better to leave this kind of dirty work to others.
There are some things you can do, but you absolutely cannot do it yourself. Instead, you need someone to do it for you.
This is also the reason why I formed Black Gloves.
Due to the current chaotic situation in the entire Faerûn continent, you might as well keep an eye on the Sons of Baal in the Marching Mountains for the time being.
As long as they don't invade cities and villages, it doesn't matter how they make trouble.
Once someone crosses the line, you immediately launch a warning attack against them."
Zuo Si gave an order to the follower who had been following him for the longest time.
Davian said nothing nonsense, nodded slightly, and then used teleportation magic to disappear.
Since the Marching Mountains are the source of two large rivers in Kalingshan and have extremely convenient river transportation, he understands how difficult it is to keep an eye on these increasingly powerful Sons of God.
If they are accidentally allowed to invade important riverside or coastal port towns in the south and cause chaos and killings, it will definitely cause a huge blow to the West Coast Empire, which is undergoing large-scale infrastructure construction and rapid economic development.
After all, social security is directly related to the stability of a country and must not be taken lightly at any time.
Otherwise, the thieves guilds that were finally eliminated will soon spring up one after another like mushrooms after a rain.
After sending Davian away, Zuo Si immediately began to use the technology at his disposal to carry out a series of genetic and magical transformations on the dragon eggs in front of him.
After finishing all this, he took the dragon eggs and transferred his soul and consciousness to the clone in Zendikar time and space, intending to use time magic to incubate here and cultivate a batch of adult dragon subspecies.
Since he is a descendant of Culremus, and the dragon egg is filled with a lot of hell power, there is no need to worry about the situation like before when he grows up and disobeys orders.
After a while, more than thirty huge beasts exuding terrifying dragon power were soaring in the sky where the magical energy was so full that it was about to overflow the world.
The most important thing is that the guardian of Zendikar - "Boulder Warlock" Nahiri, has now gone to the time and space of Ixalan to monitor the artifact - the Eternal Sun, so Zuo Si does not need to spend any effort to deal with this slightly crazy person.
Women, you can take some time to appreciate the magnificent and gorgeous scenery around you.
Since all three Eldrazi have disappeared, Zendikar's world will is no longer as manic as before, and various horrific natural disasters are slowly subduing.
This means that places that were originally unsuitable for large population gatherings can now begin to build towns with large populations.
Various ethnic groups are gathering together at an extremely fast speed, and their small gathering areas are evolving towards urbanization.
Intelligent creatures that previously could only rely on gathering and hunting for a living have now developed small-scale agriculture, animal husbandry and metal smelting technology.
Especially the magic metals, gems and other specialties born in this time and space with super abundant mana aroused Zuo Si's great interest.
After packing up all the hatched dragons, he immediately went to the largest cities along the coast to trade with the locals to obtain materials that could be used to make high-level magic items and even artifacts.
While he was enjoying shopping, he suddenly noticed a figure wearing a blue-green and white patterned cloak appearing not far ahead.
Planeswalker——Jace Beleren?
Zuo Si recognized the other person almost at a glance, immediately put the ore in his hand back on the stall, then walked straight up to him with a smile and said hello.
"Long time no see, dear friend. Are you waiting here specially for me?"
Jace Beleren slowly raised his head, revealing his glowing blue eyes hidden under the hood: "What else? You know, I spent more than a month looking for you, even in different places.
Time and space travel repeatedly."
"Why are you looking for me?"
Zuo Si asked calmly.
"For Nicol Bolas and his sinister plans, of course.
In fact, after our last meeting, I returned to Ravnica and began investigating in secret.
As a result, this investigation revealed a large number of spies he had planted within the Guildpact, including many planeswalkers like you and me.
The most important thing is that my allies discovered a time and space called Amonkhet while following the clues.
There stands the huge horned monument of Nicol Bolas, as well as a wealth of legends about him.
There is something very wrong with this world, and it seems to be pregnant with a huge conspiracy.
I hope you can join us in investigating the cause and effect."
Jace Beleren didn't hide anything and bluntly stated the purpose of his trip.
Although he did not completely trust the young human in front of him because he was unable to read Zuo Si's thoughts and memories, he understood that when dealing with an enemy as powerful as Nicol Bolas, he must gain as many brigade members as possible.
They were basically either plotted by Nicol Bolas, or they were used like me in breaking the Eldrazi Titan seal.
Now we need the guidance of an insider to figure out what this old dragon wants to do.
And you are the most suitable candidate.
Because all of us feel that you must know a lot of secrets and inside stories."
After hearing these words, Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably.
Although under his intervention, the original script completely collapsed from the beginning, these representatives of the new generation of planeswalkers did not even experience the major event of the Eldrazi unsealing and finally formed an alliance.
But who would have thought that even so, the "Five Little Strong" would still come together under a strange combination of circumstances.
And because they have not experienced the ravages of the Eldrazi, they have not yet established contact with the three ancient planeswalkers, Nahiri, Sorin Markov, and the spirit dragon Ugin.
This also means that the current Jace Beleren has no idea who Nico Bolas is.
I don’t even know how much time and space this oldest and most powerful Elder Dragon Planeswalker has destroyed, and what kind of terrifying power he possesses.
Is Amonkhet's moment of disillusionment finally beginning?
Or is this just a starting signal, and the other party has not yet begun an in-depth investigation into the secrets behind Amonkhet's time and space?
If it is the former, it means that the day of War of the Spark is getting closer.
There is no doubt that Zuo Si is not ready for a head-on collision with Lao Long, so he must find ways to delay the final battle until later.
After thinking about this, he immediately raised his head and responded: "Sorry, I may not be able to help you much this time.
Because the plane of Amonkhet is much more dangerous than you think, acting rashly may bring about a series of serious consequences.
You are not prepared to face such terrible consequences, and neither am I.
So I suggest you stop all actions in Amonkhet's time and space, withdraw and wait patiently until the time comes."
"You mean...
Has Amonkhet been effectively controlled by Nicol Bolas?
He is the supreme pharaoh god who must be respected and obeyed by all people and gods?
If we investigate in depth, his plan may be exposed in advance, and then he will launch a surprise attack at any cost?"
Jace Beleren was so smart that he immediately guessed the subtext of what he just said.
Zuo Si nodded pretending to be serious: "You can say that.
In fact, Nicol Bolas formed an army of immortals composed of undead in Amonkhet, which was large enough to start an all-out war to conquer other planes and spaces.
I'm not sure what he wants to do, but once this army is activated, it will definitely trigger a violent chain reaction.
I think it’s better not to irritate him until everything is fully prepared.”
Jace Beleren narrowed his eyes and pondered for a long time, and finally suppressed his curiosity to continue asking and sighed: "Well - okay, I think I understand what you mean. Since Amonkhet can't go deep for the time being.
Investigation, where do you think we should start?"
"It's easy!
Travel to Kaladesh to find Tezzeret.
As far as I know, he is secretly working for Nicol Bolas and seems to want to steal the space-time bridge at the Inventors' Expo.
It is a device that allows inanimate objects to be transported across time and space on a large scale.
If the guess is correct, Nicol Bolas should want to use it to transport Amonkhet's Legion of Eternals.
As long as we can get the space-time bridge before Tezzeret, we can kill his plan from the source."
Zuo Si gave a straightforward idea to remove the firepower.
Without the time and space bridge, Old Long would not be able to mobilize the Eternal Legion that he had prepared for countless years, and naturally would not be able to launch the War of Sparks.
When the time comes, all you need to do is make some small moves to steal the time and space bridge from the hands of this new generation of "Five Little Strong", then you will have the final say when to launch the War of Sparks.
Taking the initiative has always been the core of all Zuo Si's plans, and this time is no exception.
"That's it! I think I know what to do."
Jace Beleren's eyes flashed with blue light again, and he immediately activated the power of sparks and disappeared.
As soon as he walked away with his front foot, Zuo Si also activated the spark on his back foot and headed to the time and space of Amonkhet to find the old dragon.
The two appeared in two different places in Amonkhet's time and space almost at the same time.
Jace Beleren briefly told the general situation to the other four companions, and then the five of them went to Kaladesh to follow Tezzeret's footsteps without hesitation.
At the same time, far away in the desert, inside the Great Pyramid where the Legion of the Eternals was hidden, Zuo Si once again stood in front of Nico Bolas, holding his chest with one hand and bowing deeply.
"Great Dragon Lord, I am very honored to be interviewed by you again."
"You still know how to come to me?
I thought you felt that your wings were stiff and you wanted to get rid of my control and start your own business.
The last time we were in Mirrodin, you almost killed the Tezzeret I sent."
The old dragon taunted angrily.
It is not difficult to tell from the cold and ferocious expression on his face that he is quite dissatisfied with Zuo Si's recent performance.
Especially since he has not reported any news about his brother, the spiritual dragon Wujin, for such a long time.
Zuo Si was obviously prepared for this, and explained with a calm smile: "I think you must have misunderstood something.
The reason why I beat Tezzeret last time was because this idiot wanted to use your name to steal my experimental results, so I took action to teach him a lesson.
Such a waste with little success and more than enough failure will not be able to complete the important tasks assigned by you.
On this point, time will tell.
What's more, this time I brought news about your recently resurrected good brother - Wu Jin."
"Ujin?!"
When Nicol Bolas heard the news, his eyes instantly lit up, and his huge body leaned forward slightly. His eyes flashed with the storm formed by the continuous interweaving of blue, black, and red mana. p>
"Yes.
Not long ago, he personally went to Dominaria to conduct some investigations, and then went to the time and space of Ixalan to meet an old friend-Ezuo.
I believe you will not be unfamiliar with this Sphinx who used his own spark to create the eternal holy sun.
If nothing else, Wujin must have known about your intention to launch the War of Sparks, and is actively preparing to deal with it.
After the previous failure, I think Wujin will definitely not easily engage in a decisive battle with you again, but will do everything possible to destroy the entire plan through other means."
Zuo Si simply shook out the speech he had prepared in advance.
His purpose is very simple, which is to use Wujin to divert the attention of the old dragon in front of him and buy enough time for Jace to seize the time and space bridge.
"Damn! This is not good news."
Realizing that Ugin might have joined forces with Erzuo again, Nicol Bolas' face suddenly became extremely ugly.
He clearly remembers that thousands of years ago, these two old sinisters planned to use the Eternal Sacred Sun to imprison themselves in a certain time and space from which they could never escape.
Zuo Sishen nodded in agreement: "You are right, this is indeed quite bad news.
So I think it’s best for you to leave Amonkhet and hide in other time and space to prevent being plotted by Ugin who holds the Immortal Sun.
I will continue to provide you with Wujin’s trends, and try to find a suitable time to launch a surprise attack, so that you can deal with it yourself.
Before that, all other actions must be suspended.”
"Can I really trust you?"
Nicol Bolas lowered his huge head, exuding a creepy and terrifying aura.
"Besides me, is there anyone else you can trust now?
Don't tell me it's Tezzeret.
To you, he is just a tool that can be used, not even a subordinate.
And this guy is a typical wallflower who is only loyal to himself.
As long as the price is right, he will switch to others at any time."
Zuo Si was obviously not frightened, but instead asked with a calm expression.
Now he is no longer as weak and powerless as when he was blocked by the old dragon for the first time. Instead, he has strong enough power to kill gods and can barely fight them.
It's just that the odds of winning are not very high at the moment, so I don't really want to take the risk.
Nicol Bolas fell silent for a moment.
After thinking for a long time, he dragged his chin with his front paws and said to himself: "I admit that what you said makes sense.
Tezzeret is indeed not a reliable person. But the problem is that you are also not reliable in my eyes.
So now I give you a chance to prove yourself.
Tell me, what did you see in Mirrodin, and what are you secretly studying?"
Upon hearing this, Zuo Si couldn't help but laugh immediately, and took out two small bottles from his pocket while laughing.
You know without asking that one of them must be filled with the original old version of Shimmering Oil, and the other is filled with serum extracted from Mei Lilai's blood.
He didn't speak, but directly poured the oil on his arm, letting it corrode his flesh and blood.
Then pour in another bottle of serum.
The shimmering oil that was extremely arrogant before the blink of an eye quickly dissolved and evaporated in just a few seconds, and finally disappeared completely without a trace.
This incredible scene made the well-informed old dragon show an extremely surprised expression, and couldn't help but ask: "Is this the result of your research? Have you found a way to avoid the infection of shimmering oil?
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"You guessed it.
To be precise, I found a person in Mirrodin who is completely immune to Shimmer Oil infection and can even help others get rid of Shimmer Oil.
Tezzeret wanted to take him away from him, so I had no choice but to teach him a lesson.
Now, with the continuous infestation of Shimmering Oil, Mirrodin's complete deification has become an inevitable reality.
Considering the huge threat that the Old Fere led by Yawgmoth once posed to the entire universe, the value of this special individual is extraordinary."
Zuo Si deliberately put on a proud look and selectively told part of the truth.
After all, there are too many people who have seen Mei Lilai's unique ability, and there is no way to keep it secret. It is better to simply tell it and win Lao Long's trust.
In contrast, what really needs to be kept secret is the counter-infection carried out within New Phyrexia.
That's one of the real trump cards.
"No wonder..."
Nico Bolas immediately understood why the young man in front of him almost killed Tezzeret.
If it were him, and such an important experimental subject was taken away, he would not hesitate to use force.
However, as one of the oldest planeswalkers, the old dragon does not have much fear of the Eldrazi Titans or the Phyrexian Glitter Oil. Otherwise, he would not have gone to Zendikar to see the seal and showed disdain.
expression.
Like his brother Ugin, he also has a way to deal with the Eldrazi.
As for the shimmering oil, Nicol Bolas never paid attention to it.
In fact, the legion of immortals he cultivated in the time and space of Amonkhet has a set of mechanisms specifically built into it to fight against shimmering oil.
This also means that if someone wants to use shimmering oil to infect the Eternal Legion, not only will they get nothing in the end, but they will also receive a full three-dimensional upgrade for the Eternal for free.
However, the disadvantage of the immortal is that there must be a powerful enough necromancer to direct and dispatch.
The necromancer Liliana was carefully selected to perform this task.
For this reason, Lao Long did not hesitate to spend decades planning to make this woman who wanted strength, beauty and immortality fall into the trap he had set little by little.
With all the demons who signed the contract dead, he has gained ownership of Liliana's soul.
Nico Bolas, who thought he had figured out the cause and effect, regained his arrogance. He raised his head slightly and let the golden sunlight outside shine on his huge pair of horns and the soul gem emitting a strange light in the middle of the horns. He used a condescending expression.
He said in a tone: "Okay, I think I can give you a certain amount of trust now. Now let's talk about it, what kind of reward do you want for bringing such important news?"
"There is always only one thing I desire, and that is endless magical knowledge. Of course, if you are willing to give some amazingly powerful artifacts, I will gladly accept it."
Zuo Si remained humble and respectful as always.
When facing an old dragon who is more powerful than himself, he never mind lowering his stance to lower the opponent's wariness.
In this way, when the War of Sparks suddenly launches a backstab at a critical moment, I believe the expression on the old dragon's face will be very exciting.
"Artifact? Ah! I remembered it when you mentioned it. Since you like these things, I'll give this to you."
Having said that, Nico Bolas pulled out a strange-shaped wooden staff from somewhere and threw it in front of Zuo Si. He introduced it with great interest: "This was after the melee between the elder dragons in ancient times. Due to the many
Made by the mages of Numennar, the first mortal civilization to arise in the time and space of Minnaria.
It contains countless powerful spells and was originally an artifact specially prepared for Karona, the mother of magic.
However, after this powerful man-made god was destroyed, the artifact also lost most of its power.
But even so, it is still a treasure coveted by countless spellcasters.
As for the specific effects, it will be different for everyone.
In my hands, this artifact will have the effect of gathering and compressing mana, thereby causing even more terrifying destructive power.
But in the hands of others, it may be to amplify psychic magic or increase the range of influence of the best spell.
Thousands of years ago when I was young, I used this artifact to defeat many powerful enemies.
But now it is of no use to me, so I will give it to you as a reward."
There is no doubt that as an elder dragon who has lived for almost 30,000 years, Nicol Bolas possesses various artifacts, magical knowledge, ancient spells, and countless other things that are comparable to the gods, and even a god himself.
The summoned creatures are definitely not something that the new generation of planeswalkers can imagine.
Especially when Zuo Si picked up the inconspicuous wooden staff, he immediately felt that the energy stored in the sparks in his body began to burn and boil, as if he had entered some kind of overload state. The energy, no matter what attribute it was, was repeatedly purified, and could be used in it.
It poured out in an instant and formed a shock wave that could destroy everything.
Fortunately, this feeling only existed for a few seconds and was quickly suppressed.
He himself couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart. It was indeed the Numena mage who created the first ancient magical civilization in the time and space of Dominaria. He was the exclusive artifact created for the man-made god - Karona, the mother of magic.
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Even after losing most of his power, he still possesses such incredible terrifying power.
You can imagine how powerful Carona was when she held it.
So much so that the mage Numenna devoted all her strength at the expense of self-destruction, and finally destroyed the Mother of Magic before she began to understand her full power.
"Thank you for your generous gift. I swear that it won't be long before I bring you news about Wujin again."
Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly before giving his assurance solemnly.
He was not surprised that the old dragon would give him an ancient and powerful artifact.
Because this is nothing to Nicol Bolas.
All the gods in the entire Amonkhet space and time, whether they are beast-headed or insect-headed, all have artifacts in their hands.
Moreover, Nicol Bolas possesses many powerful spells and spells that can withstand almost all forms of damage.
This means that as long as he is willing, he can completely make himself invulnerable to water and fire. Even if thousands of artifacts attack together, they will not be able to destroy even a small scale on his body.
In the original plot of War of the Spark, the reason why Nico Bolas capsized in the sewer was entirely because he was careless and forgot the jackal-headed fanatical god Hazoret's artifact spear, and ended up dying after being blessed by himself.
under the weapon.
To a certain extent, if the old dragon can complete the War of Sparks and return to the level of an ancient planeswalker, then the power he possesses will definitely far exceed the powerful divine power, and he can even create a world by himself and become the god above gods. p>
In this regard, the plane of Amonkhet is a living example.
The self-proclaimed Pharaoh God is basically no different from the God of Gods in this world.
Not only did he brainwash all the gods to serve his immortal plan, but he also killed them at will after using them and transformed them into undead form. The immortal evil god continued to fight life and death in the War of Sparks. He simply killed and took whatever he wanted.
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"I'm looking forward to your next report. Remember, don't disappoint me, because that means very, very serious consequences and costs."
After saying these words full of warning, Nicol Bolas directly activated the power of sparks and disappeared.
He is not a fool. He knows how much of a threat his brother Spirit Dragon Wujin, who was killed twice by him, can pose after cooperating with Er Zuo, who created the Eternal Sacred Sun.
Although he is completely worthy of fighting head-on, it would be a lot of fun if he accidentally gets trapped in Amonkhet by a blocked door.
Nicol Bolas didn't like to take risks at this time, so he decisively chose to go to other time and space to avoid the limelight.
We will wait until Wu Jin and Er Zuo confirm their next specific plans before deciding how to respond.
Seeing that he had finally succeeded in scaring the old dragon away after being fooled for a long time, Zuo Si, who stayed where he was, was obviously relieved, turned around and walked out of the pyramid located deep in the desert, facing the scorching sun while avoiding wandering aimlessly in the endless yellow sand.
Mu Naiyin soon found a temple of the animal-headed god.
What a coincidence, there are many people taking part in the trial here.
As one of the five beast-headed gods who have appeared in public, Oketra, the true believer god with a cat head, is standing on a high place with a majestic look, looking down at those who are undergoing trials, struggling, or showing nobility.
Mortals of quality.
Since she represents order and protection, her attempt
The content of refining is also more inclined to teamwork, and the whole body is filled with white mana light that symbolizes order.
Since this was not the first time he had seen a creature like a god, Zuo Si did not show any surprise or nervousness. He hid in the crowd of onlookers and carefully observed and judged the strength of this "Cat God", and
What is the difference between the form of gods and those gods that exist purely in philosophical form in the Toril universe?
After about ten minutes, he came to a rough conclusion, and then slowly retreated after blending into the crowd, and finally found a deserted alley to activate the Planeswalker Spark and leave Amonkhet.