In the giant fortress of the Izzet Alliance headquarters in the time and space of Ravnica, Niv-Mizzet, the "Fire Spirit", was lying on the ground in the most comfortable position, staring at the young man standing not far away who had just returned from Kaladesh.
Figure.
As an ancient dragon that has lived for more than 12,000 years, he has long developed enough patience under the baptism of time.
Therefore, he did not rush to ask immediately, but instead looked up the guild member whom he was optimistic about.
Unlike other guilds in the Guildpact that have gone through countless changes in leaders and senior management, the Izzet Alliance has been led by Niv-Mizzet since its inception.
Therefore, to him, every member of the guild, whether they are ambitious or aloof and rebellious, is like his own child.
Niv-Mizzet likes to train these young juniors, watching them continue to grow through a series of setbacks, and then become the backbone of the Izzet Alliance.
Especially the young man in front of him who has ignited the spark of planeswalker, his potential is far higher than that of other members.
This kind of observation and silence lasted for two or three minutes before he opened his mouth and asked in a very calm tone: "How is it? Did the firefly light you released successfully attract the target?"
Lal Zarek nodded without thinking: "Yes, Yuanzu.
Not only did I successfully attract him, but I also had a face-to-face conversation with him.
Your judgment is correct.
This Lord Soth indeed possesses a terrifying power.
Although it may not be as good as Nicol Bolas, but it is far above any other planeswalker I know.
Even though he never showed off the magic he mastered from beginning to end, I still felt the astonishing gap in spark level between him and me.
And this person seems to hold many interesting secrets.
It's like the ring he gave me can release a spell every day to deflect a certain amount of magic attacks."
Saying that, Lal Zarek took off the [Ring of Spell Reversal] worn on the middle finger of his left hand and without hesitation handed it over to the ancient dragon with huge size and endless majesty in front of him.
Due to the huge size difference between the two, he was like an insignificant little ant in front of the latter.
But Niv-Mizzet still carefully took the ring and observed it carefully with his eyes that could see all the power of magic. After about three to five minutes, he commented with a smile: "It's a very exquisite design. This should be another kind of design."
A magic that is completely different from the systems we know. It is very useful and can at least save your life at certain critical moments."
After that, the ancient dragon returned the ring.
"Yes, I am quite satisfied with this gift.
After all, it was the reward I got after I consumed all the energy in the device and snatched the space-time bridge from Tezzeret.
I must remind you that this planeswalker named Soth makes people feel invisible, and working with him may be quite dangerous.
After all, other than dealing with Nicol Bolas together, we don't know anything about him.
This person is like a mystery. He maintains a distant relationship with Jace and Nissa, but he always likes to hide in the dark and observe."
Lal Zarek put on the magic ring again and expressed his views very simply.
"Mysterious?
Danger?
Hehehehe...
Do you think I won’t notice this?
Don’t forget, the person who came to me originally was one of the three ancient planeswalkers who sealed the Eldrazi Titan, the famous boulder warlock Nahiri.
In addition to Sorin Markov and the spirit dragon Ugin, there are only a handful of planeswalkers who are more powerful than her in my knowledge.
But now, she is willing to play the role of a messenger.
Where do you think people who can do this will be?
Especially the resurrection method Nahiri has demonstrated is enough to explain a lot of problems.
What's more, with Nicol Bolas infiltrating various guilds in Ravnica, there are actually only two choices before me.
One is to cooperate with the spiritual dragon Wujin, and the other is to cooperate with this unknown Soth.
Between the disgraceful role the former played in the evolution of the three Eldrazi Titans and the brotherly relationship between him and Nicol Bolas, I think the latter may be more believable.
At least it's true that he has the ability to resurrect the dead.
This means that after an all-out war with Nicol Bolas, I can even create an illusion and a trap by deliberately dying when necessary."
Niv-Mizzet patiently explained to the young junior.
Because in his plan, Lal Zarek needs to take on a very important responsibility in the near future.
"Then what do you think we should do next?
Continue to engage in repeated games with Nicol Bolas and those secretly loyal to him in the Guildpact on Ravnica?
Or try your best to find ways to bypass those rules to gain greater power and integrate the power of this time and space?
I think this capture of the time bridge must have angered Nicol Bolas.
Maybe after listening to Tezzeret's cry, he will directly target us, or even directly try to take back the space-time bridge.
After all, in the eyes of Nicol Bolas, it was us who stole the space-time bridge, not the Thos who was hiding in the dark."
Lal Zarek expressed his worries with a frown.
Although he has full respect for the founder of the guild, and believes that this god-like dragon is the most powerful existence in Ravnica.
It can be thought that Nicol Bolas is a direct descendant of the First Dragon, one of the few in existence, and may be the most powerful elder dragon, Ral Zarek felt unsure.
Niv-Mizzet smiled and waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about this.
In fact, this is exactly what I want to achieve.
Nahiri said that Soth needed time to prepare a plan that would defeat Nicol Bolas.
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In this case, let me be the target of this attractive firepower.
The more attention I attract and the more time I buy, the stronger our allies will become.
As for death, since there is a reliable method of resurrection, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Remember, the fact that you handed over the time-space bridge to others will be rotten in your stomach from this moment on. Never tell anyone, even your best friend.
If anyone asks, just tell them that the space-time bridge is here with me, and if you can, let Nico Bolas grab it."
Instantly!
This giant red dragon, exuding astonishing momentum and warmth, stood up from the ground. The temperature of the surrounding air and environment increased rapidly, giving Lal Zarek a strong sense of suffocation.
The heat wave that hit his face made him realize for the first time the true meaning of the nickname "Yanling".
Unlike those who feared Nicol Bolas, Niv-Mizzet was one of the very few ancient dragons who had the courage to challenge this powerful enemy.
He would rather face death than bow his proud head.
……
At the same time, in another unknown time and space.
Tezzeret, who was seriously injured, was lying on the ground in a cave. His entire lower body had been completely torn to pieces, and the mechanical parts of his upper body had also become tattered under the bombardment of some terrible spell.
If it hadn't been "no longer human" long ago, normal humanoid creatures would definitely not be able to survive in this state.
But not only is he alive, but he is far from life-threatening.
It's just that the whole person was in agony under the torture of the unknown spell, and he kept letting out heart-rending screams and wails.
But unfortunately, no matter how terrifying the cry was, Nicol Bolas did not show even the slightest trace of emotion. Instead, he roared angrily: "Idiot! Idiot! Trash!
I originally thought you were a barely useful subordinate.
But what’s the result?
You have disappointed me time and time again.
Even a trivial matter like seizing the space-time crossing bridge cannot be done well.
Give me a reason to live!
Otherwise, I will cut you into pieces right now."
There is no doubt that the old dragon is going crazy right now, his eyes are flashing with red mana light symbolizing destruction and destruction.
With just one thought, he could turn the planeswalker in front of him, who was good at making and using artifacts, into a ball of charcoal.
After all, fire magic was the first spell Nicol Bolas learned, and he mastered it when he was just an egg.
After more than 20,000 years of continuous tempering and sublimation, even those giant dragons that are said to be immune to fire spells will be burned to coke in an instant, or even completely ignite a time and space into a terrifying purgatory.
"No! Don't do that! Please listen to my explanation!"
Tezzeret struggled to support himself with one arm and begged loudly.
Although he also thought about escaping after the failure, he was captured by the old dragon from the dark void before he could actually take action.
"You still have three minutes to live."
Nicol Bolas gave the final announcement in his chilling voice.
Realizing that his loyal master was not joking this time, but was serious about it, Tezzeret suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He suppressed his fear and defended: "This failure cannot be entirely blamed on me.
In addition to Jace's pesky flies, Niv-Mizzet and the Izzet Alliance he founded are also involved.
There was a storm planeswalker named Ral Zarek who launched a sneak attack while I was concentrating on protecting the space-time bridge and opening the passage.
His lightning and storm magic were very restrained by my mechanical body, which ultimately led to failure.
And I can be 100% sure that the space-time bridge will definitely fall into Niv-Mizzet's hands right now.
I am willing to redeem myself and go to the plane of Ravnica to seize this artifact.
Please give me another chance."
"Niv-Mizzet? That self-righteous young dragon?"
There was undisguised contempt and disdain in Nico Bolas's voice.
Unlike most residents of Ravnica who either respect or worship Niv-Mizzet.
He never paid attention to this so-called "Original Ancestor" from the beginning to the end, just like he didn't pay attention to the so-called "Dragon Kings" in that time and space when he went to Tarkir.
Because as a direct bloodline of the Dragon of the Beginning, there is a huge insurmountable gap in bloodline and strength between the Elder Dragon and other dragons.
This gap is like the mortals and gods in the universe where the planet Toril is located.
Whether it is the demigod Iolum who ushered in the golden age of Netheril civilization, or Karthus who created soul energy and unprecedented twelve-level spells.
Once you meet the true god, even the weakest demigod can easily knock the first two to the ground and explode with hammers.
"Yes, he is the founder of the Izzet Alliance.
I swear, if he hadn't intervened, the time and space bridge would have been opened long ago.
Your army of Eternals can also enter Kaladesh and seize this aether-rich world."
As he said these words, Tezzeret gritted his teeth and clearly hated Ral Zarek and the forces behind him.
Although he has always been in trouble since he followed Nicol Bolas, this failure completely broke his defense.
After all, if it were a one-on-one battle, with the strength he currently possesses, he would definitely be able to make Lal Zarek flee with his head in his arms.
The latter just relies on sneak attacks and storm and lightning magic to restrain the mechanized part of his body.
As long as he is fully prepared, Tezzeret is confident that he can get this place back.
"In that case, I will give you another chance.
Now go to Ravnica immediately and grab my space-time bridge!
Remember, this is your last chance to make amends.
If you still fail, prepare to be broken into parts and thrown into the dark void to become food for those terrible void creatures."
With the last word blurted out, Nicol Bolas raised his front paws and activated several spell cards.
Instantly!
Tezzeret's broken body began to reorganize, and even the damaged metal structures were restored to their original appearance in a very short time.
The most important thing is that the mental magic that had been tormenting him before has completely disappeared, and he can no longer feel any pain.
He lowered his head and glanced at the devices on his chest and abdomen that were made of rare and precious magical metals to replace physical organs. Tezzeret's eyes flashed with horror.
He originally thought that Nicol Bolas needed his allegiance because he was actually interested in his talent in making and using artifacts.
But the scene just now completely subverts this view.
Tezzeret suddenly discovered that the old dragon's knowledge and skills in artifacts were even far superior to his own.
The restored complex metal devices are the best proof.
Only the best and smartest artifact masters can complete this work in an instant.
If it were him, it would take at least several hours or even days to repair the damaged body.
Out of awe for the strong, Tezzeret put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply, then activated the power of the spark and disappeared.
Within two or three seconds of his front foot walking, Nicol Bolas turned his gaze to the shadowed corner of the cave entrance. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly and he said, "How long do you plan to stay there? You've been watching the show for so long.
You should come out and talk to me."
The words have not yet been spoken!
A figure shrouded in a cloak slowly walked out.
When the hood was taken off, Zuo Si's recognizable face was finally revealed, as well as the faint smile hanging on his face.
"When did you discover me? I think the magic and stealth skills I unleashed should be perfect."
"From the beginning.
After all, no matter how superb your spells and stealth skills are, you can't block that increasingly powerful planeswalker spark.
Tell me, did you get any valuable information this time when you came all the way to this remote place to see me?
If it is about my brother Wu Jin, then I guarantee that you will get the rewards you deserve."
Nicol Bolas dragged his chin with his front paws, assuming a very human posture.
Unlike most dragons who like to lie down on all fours like beasts, the elder dragons including him and Wujin prefer to stand on their hind limbs. The whole thing looks like a human being, and the front paws are more like hands.
to use.
Moreover, doing so will not cause any physical discomfort, and neither action nor combat will be affected.
Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "I'm sorry, I may disappoint you. I didn't come here this time to get news about Wujin, but I wanted to show you something, something you are extremely eager to get."<
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"Oh? What is it?"
Nicol Bolas asked with interest.
"Of course it's the space-time bridge that Tezzeret couldn't get."
After saying that, Zuo Si raised his hand and showed Old Long the precious card in his hand that shone with azure light.
The next second...
A huge space-time bridge appeared out of thin air in the open space, exuding amazing energy all around.
You must know that this thing is not just a "door", it is also a terrifyingly powerful weapon.
When it starts to operate, anything that blocks the connection between the two time and spaces, whether living creatures or objects, will be torn into pieces in an instant, and then swept into the dark void and disappear completely.
When Nicol Bolas saw this, a look of surprise suddenly flashed across his eyes, and he immediately asked: "How did you get it? According to Tezzeret, the time bridge should fall on Niv-Mizzet's right now.
It’s the right thing to have in hand.”
"By trade, of course.
Have you forgotten my other identity?
In the eyes of Ugin and Niv-Mizzet, I am an ally on their side.
So I played a little trick and asked Lal Zarek to hand over the time and space bridge on his own initiative.
As I've emphasized before, Tezzeret is just a loser who succeeds only in failure.
He is not worthy or qualified to participate in your grand plan.
I even suspect that he cannot understand the meaning behind the War of the Spark, let alone the immortality of the ancient planeswalkers and the power that transcends the gods to create the world."
When saying these words, Zuo Si deliberately pretended to be excited and enthusiastic.
Obviously, he is using this method to further win Lao Long's trust and increase his proportion in the other person's heart.
Only in this way, the probability of being noticed in advance when the final backstab is launched will be lower.
"Hahahaha! So you also want to get such power, right?"
Nicol Bolas couldn't help but laugh wildly.
He felt strong ambition and desire from the tone of the young man in front of him, just like himself back then.
Zuo Si nodded seriously: "Yes. I am eager to obtain the precious knowledge from you, as well as the spells and methods to sublimate the spark and gain the power of the ancient planeswalker.
What's more, when you become a real Dragon God, you also need a qualified assistant to help deal with those pesky flies and help manage your huge empire, right?
I think I am the best candidate.
So please don’t doubt my sincerity, and don’t worry about my ability to do the job.
Because I will prove myself with practical actions next.”
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si transformed the time-space bridge into a card form and put it away on the spot.
Nicol Bolas's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he raised his front paws to gently tap a rock in front of him.
Just ten seconds later, he suddenly brought his huge head closer, grinned and revealed a pair of sharp fangs and said: "I can give you what you want, but only if you show enough value and strength. .
Only strong people are worthy of negotiating terms with me.
The only thing the weak can do is to choose one between obedience and destruction.
Tell me, do you think you are a strong person?"
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"The answer is yes. I am a strong person."
After saying that, Zuo Si's body began to expand rapidly and transform into a great devil form, releasing the god-like power of the hell lord without reservation.
Suddenly, the temperature of the entire cave began to rise sharply, and the surrounding ground, walls, and rocks above his head melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually turned into hot magma and gathered at his feet.
Even Nicol Bolas was slightly surprised by the energy that vaguely revealed enough to distort space and change the rules of physics.
But as one of the natural disasters that destroyed countless time and space, Old Long quickly regained his composure, admiring the devil form in front of him that exuded a strong evil aura, and praised with a playful expression: "Quite good power, even more than many people in time and space."
The gods.
It seems that I underestimated you before.
You are indeed worthy of the title of strong.
At least there is a huge gap between him and other new generation planeswalkers.
But I'm a little curious.
Is this your true form, or have you acquired this power in some way?"
Zuo Si responded very simply: "Of course it's the latter. In the beginning, I was no different from other new generation planeswalkers. I relied on the power of weak sparks to accumulate capital little by little to complete the initial transformation." p>
"Very good. Now I admit that you are qualified to stand by my side and share the victory.
When I become the Dragon God with the power to restore the sparks of planeswalkers in ancient times, I will give you that spell, giving you the opportunity to become a god above other planeswalkers.
But the premise is that you must keep an eye on Wujin during this process to ensure that my brother will not cause damage to the entire plan.
Of course, in return, I will give you enough magic knowledge to better control those chess pieces and puppets."
Having said that, Nicol Bolas returned to his previous posture of standing on his hind legs, and the soul gem between his horns continued to shine with golden light.
"Understood. I am not that good-for-nothing Tezzeret, and I will never let you down."
Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly to give assurance.
He understood that from this moment on, his importance in the old dragon's mind had surpassed that of other planeswalkers, including Tezzeret.
Maybe it was due to the relationship with a capable general, or maybe it was the time and space bridge that was lost and recovered. In short, Nico Bolas looked very happy. He raised the corner of his mouth and asked in a joking tone: "This time you successfully obtained the time and space bridge."
You wiped the butt of that loser Tezzeret, tell me what kind of reward you want?"
"If possible, I hope to get some information on how to kill the gods or even control them."
Zuo Si pretended to be cautious and made his request.
"God? Have you encountered these powerful beings in a certain time and space?"
Hearing the topic of God, Nico Bolas suddenly became interested.
Zuo Si nodded without thinking: "Yes, and there are many of them, and their influence on the material world is also very powerful. I believe that an elder dragon planeswalker like you must have many ways to deal with gods, right?"
"Hahahaha!
You have asked the right person.
In fact, I happen to have some knowledge and magic here specifically to deal with gods, and even turn them into slaves.
Since you are interested in this, I will give it to you.
If you have the chance, I suggest you make them into immortal evil spirits after killing them.
Gods in this form can not only retain most of their power during life, but also have the characteristics of immortality, making them great summoned creatures and perfect thugs.
The only drawback is that summoning and driving them requires slightly more black mana.
You can completely change the balance of mana in the entire world by killing all living creatures in one or two planes and then turning the corpses into undead.
In this way, you can obtain inexhaustible black mana."
Nicol Bolas laughed and imparted his valuable experience.
I have to say that compared to this natural disaster who never regarded people as human beings, Zuo Si felt that he was as kind and harmless as a little white rabbit.
At least he has never thought of killing all the creatures in a world so as to create an environment and land cards with extremely abundant black mana.
It did not directly drain the energy of a certain time and space, leaving only a broken and doomsday place on the verge of destruction.
Compared to this kind of one-shot deal, Zuo Si prefers the devil's method in Baator Hell.
That is to raise people as crops or livestock, and then harvest souls one crop after another.
This method is not only efficient but also durable.
Except for a very small number of time and space where resources are extremely scarce, once the system is established, it can continue to harvest for at least thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
In addition, land cards created in that time and space can also continue to play a role.
While Zuo Si was humbly learning from Nicol Bolas how to make the "Eternal Evil God", a fierce offensive and defensive battle had just begun in Saladux, far south of the continent of Faerûn. p>
Yagasura, the son of Baal, one of the "Five Descendants", personally led his army to surround the most important city in northern Kalingshan.
Countless fire giants wearing heavy armor, holding flaming giant swords and shields, rushed towards the city wall with an unrivaled momentum, obviously intending to rush up at once and kill all those short and fragile humans.
Behind them, there are a large number of super-heavy catapults, which throw a dozen or twenty stones weighing several tons into the air at a time, and then hit the city in a parabola.
Every time a stone falls, it will instantly destroy one or several houses, or it will collapse a small piece of the city wall.
Obviously, unlike those stupid and brainless hill giants, fire giants not only have sophisticated equipment, but are also well-trained and disciplined, and are a standard evil lawful camp.
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These guys are generally over 3.6 meters tall, with a chest width of 2.7 meters. Their weight can reach an astonishing three tons, and their life span can be as long as 350 years.
This means that in most cities' six-meter-high walls, they don't need a ladder and can just jump over them.
What's even worse is that ordinary human soldiers have nothing to do with the opponent when defending.
Even if you are holding a four-meter spear, it cannot have a longer attack range and a wider range than the fire giant's weapon and arm.
Coupled with the strength attribute, which is generally as high as thirty-one, it only takes one sweep to send away a small group of human soldiers.
Moreover, fire giants are very good at forging weapons and armor, so they are not unarmored targets like trolls, but instead are fully armed and heavily armored warriors.
Generally, if non-magical weapons want to cause damage, unless they rush forward and attack the gaps in those heavy armors at the risk of being beaten into pulp, even if a war hammer hits them, it will be difficult to cause effective damage.
Its amazing physical properties ensure that long-term battles consume physical strength.
Therefore, in the continent of Faerûn, any town attacked by fire giants will most likely fall quickly in a very short period of time.
Because no matter how bravely the defenders resisted, it didn't make much difference to them.
Anyway, as long as you climb over the city wall, swing the giant sword and sweep it twice, you can clear a street.
But today, the invincible fire giant army clearly encountered a powerful opponent.
Before they could get close to the city wall, a burning super dragon fell from the sky and smashed down like a meteorite.
Boom!!!!!!
With the bright fire and violent impact, a whole group of six fire giants were smashed into pulp on the spot, and they died before they even had time to scream.
Although the flames will not cause any damage to the fire giant, the physical squeezing effect produced at the moment of impact is real.
The cruel and bloody scene immediately caused the other running fire giants to stop involuntarily, staring wide-eyed at the scattered pieces of meat and broken limbs.
About three to five seconds later, a strong man wearing red dragon scale armor slowly stood up from the flames and broken corpses, wielding a magic sword that exuded a dazzling red light, but with a black magic sword in the center.
, killing all the fire giants around who didn’t understand what was going on.
The speed is so fast and the movements are so pleasing to the eye that it even makes people think that this kind of killing is art.
Especially the magic sword itself, which can easily cut through those heavy armors that can withstand heavy crossbows, as if it is not cutting steel plates but soft butter.
In just a few minutes, more than twenty fire giants fell to the edge of the sword.
Even if the latter gathered together, brandished their giant swords, and rushed forward to kill the intruder, who was suspected of being a giant dragon, with their numerical superiority, they ended up dead, while the other party didn't even lose a hair.
Several head-on collisions not only did not allow the fire giant, which thought it had the advantage in strength, to take advantage, but was instead crushed by the opponent.
The strong man easily parried the slashes from both of their hands with only one hand, and then used the terrifying heat of the red sword in his hand to easily cut the huge sword from the middle, stabbing it into the heart with a backhand blow or making him jump.
Cut off the head on the neck.
You don’t need to ask to know that this intruder wearing red scale armor is the flame dragon knight Davian.
Although the Fire Giant is immune to fire magic, his most powerful dragon breath and fire magic are useless.
But just relying on basic attribute suppression and superb swordsmanship, he still performed with ease.
The [Death Sword] held in his hand is the nemesis of all metal weapons and armor.
Its ultra-high temperature can easily melt seemingly hard steel.
Moreover, the hit can also inject terrible death power into the target's body, causing it to die instantly under severe injuries, even the fire giant with strong vitality is no exception.
After a while, the place where Davian stood was densely packed with mutilated fire giant corpses.
After seeing this scene, the fire giants who followed up stopped one after another with expressions of shock and fear, and did not dare to continue charging towards the city wall and gate.
"Damn it! Why did you stop? Didn't I tell you to rush into the city at once?"
Just when everyone hesitated, a taller and stronger fire giant came over from behind.
He looked to be four meters tall. Not only was he wearing a full-body armor that exuded a powerful magical aura, but he was also carrying two war hammers, one large and one small, in each hand.
One of them has conspicuous magic runes engraved on it. It is obviously a rune warhammer forged by divine power, and its enchantment level is at least 4.
Although the other one is slightly inferior, it is also a 3 magic weapon.
"Yagasura! Look! He killed so many of us!"
A fire giant warrior pointed at the large number of mutilated corpses on the ground and responded.
Instantly!
The fire giant leader known as Yagasura's pupils suddenly dilated, and his original expression of anger and annoyance instantly turned into vigilance. He raised his head and asked, "Who are you? Why do you want to block our progress?"
"My name is Davian, and I'm here to help defend Saradux on the order of my master."
The Flame Dragon Knight stated his name very simply.
Because with one public event after another, his identity is no longer a secret in the eyes of many well-informed forces, and there is no need to hide it.
"Davian! Are you one of the most powerful assistants to the Emperor of the West Coast Empire?"
Yagasura subconsciously clenched the weapon in his hand, and his mental state tightened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
From this reaction, it is easy to see that although he has heard of the name, it is only in the form of a dragon. He does not know that the other party can also change into a human form.
Davian replied calmly: "Yes, that's me.
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But there is one thing that needs to be corrected.
That is, beside the master, I am not the most powerful, not even one of them.
And you made a mistake, actually trying to attack the city under the master's rule and kill the civilians he protected.
This is an unforgivable crime.
You will pay the price with your blood and life."
"Hmph! Then let's try and see who can kill whom!"
Yagasura was obviously very confident in his own strength. He activated his violent ability and rushed forward, wielding two war hammers to launch a violent attack.
Especially the large rune war hammer, it may take a lot of effort for human warriors just to lift it up.
But in the hands of this powerful son of Baal, it seemed to have no weight at all, and even left an afterimage due to the speed of the attack.
From his indomitable momentum, it is easy to see that his profession is a warrior, and he is also a legendary level barbarian, a talented player such as a berserker who relies on wild intuition to fight.
But Davian is obviously not a vegetarian.
After obtaining the exclusive profession of [Advanced Dragon], the age group of his dragon blood can break through the ancient limit. Every time he reaches a certain level, the basic attributes, vitality and natural warlock's spellcasting level will continue to increase.<
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Now we have long stood at the critical point of "everything".
Coupled with the blessing of the power of the Prince of Fire Elements, it has explosive power that ordinary people can't even imagine.
This round of Yagasura's violent attacks was all blocked by Davian with his dragon scale shield and blazing death sword.
And he seemed to be able to do it with ease, showing no signs of losing strength.
"This...how is this possible!"
The fire giants who were watching were stunned.
Because the reason why they obeyed the leadership of Yagasura is because this descendant of Baal, the god of murder, has a powerful force that other fire giants cannot resist, and finally defeated everyone and ascended to the position of leader.
But now, the strength and storm-like attacks he was most proud of were intercepted without fail.
You must know that even a giant dragon living in the Marching Mountains is absolutely impossible to do this.
When there was silence around the battlefield, only the roar of the war hammer, shield and sword blades collided, Davian finally caught the opponent's attack gap and avoided the sweep of the rune war hammer in a dangerous and dangerous way.
He rushed forward with a vigorous step and thrust the blazing death sword into the enemy's chest at lightning speed.
Tsk!!!!!!
The terrifying high temperature on the blade immediately caused the originally strong surface of the magic armor to begin to dissolve.
Coupled with the fact that he had a strength attribute of over 65 points, he inserted the entire sword into it, leaving only a section of the hilt outside.
The black mana contained in the Blazing Death Sword poured into Yagasura's body like a tide, causing his wounds and face to take on a decaying gray color.
Any normal fire giant would be 100% dead.
But what makes Davian unbelievable is that the son of Baal actually picked up the war hammer again and slammed it on the shield to force himself back when the fatal part was completely penetrated.
Then he threw away a hammer, held the hilt of the sword a little, and pulled out the inserted sword.
The moment the Blazing Death Sword was thrown to the ground, he saw an extremely incredible scene.
That is, the fire giant leader's chest is actually empty. There is no heart at all, which is the most important thing for living things.
And in less than a second, the huge wounds and burnt black marks completely disappeared.
"Hey!
Unexpected?
I, Yagasura, am immortal!
Whether you chop off my head, pierce my chest, dig out my internal organs, or even mince me into meat paste...
I can stand in front of you intact again and again.
When you gradually run out of energy and feel tired, I will smash your head to win the final victory.
The great Yagasura is destined to be the winner of this battle for the Blood Throne!
All of you are just stepping stones on my road to becoming a god.
Only I, and only I, am qualified to become the new God of Murder."
The leader of the fire giant raised his chin and proudly declared victory.