Chapter 848 The unique trump card of the ancient planeswalkers
As we all know, a planeswalker's desire for energy is engraved in his bones and even his soul.
Because when the spark is ignited, they are like burning torches that need to continuously absorb energy to maintain their existence.
Especially when the mana pool is empty, there will be a strong and uncontrollable hunger.
Nahiri is in such a state right now.
Although she had never come into contact with soul energy before, something that was considered taboo in the eyes of ordinary people, once she tasted its indescribable and wonderful taste, she immediately changed from passive acceptance to active requesting.
That kind of madness and greed even made him subconsciously ignore everything around him, completely immersed in the ultimate enjoyment and quietly complete the transformation.
In fact, Zuo Si was aware of this subtle state, so he took advantage of it and completed his purpose of completely pulling the opponent into the water.
From the moment he began to absorb this soul energy, the Lithomancer had already embarked on a path of no return and was completely bound to him.
At this moment, Nahiri was soaked in soul energy from head to toe, and the planeswalker sparks on her chest were flickering. A large number of runes representing the evil of Baator Hell began to grow around the sparks, and finally on her neck.
, mysterious and beautiful red patterns are formed on the cheeks, arms and back.
Obviously, judging from her reaction, during the previous battle with Nicol Bolas, all the effective land cards were probably cleared and all entered the graveyard to recover.
This also explains very well why she is so weak as an ancient planeswalker.
Because there is no land card connection, I cannot draw sufficient mana from my home plane of Zendikar. I can only absorb a little from the surrounding environment and recover as fast as possible to escape the ghost.
"so……
Elder dragon planeswalkers like Nicol Bolas and Ugin should have some kind of power or means of clearing lands.
The battle strategy between them should be to clear out the opponent's land cards first, and then rely on their own unique abilities to win.
After all, the power of these brothers is not limited by the connection of land cards at all.
Among them, Wujin can convert matter into energy at will.
And Nicol Bolas is even suspected of being able to directly control the terrifying chaotic mana in the dark void.
The destructive power of both is world-destroying."
By reading Nahiri's memory, Zuo Si quickly deduced a lot of useful information based on that tragic battle.
Especially the ability to destroy land cards was a power that no planeswalker he encountered before had.
This means that if one day there is a decisive battle with Nicol Bolas, Zuo Si has only two choices.
One is to use land cards as consumables, activate one by using the ability corresponding to that time and space, and then wait for the opponent to destroy it.
The other is to find a way to break away from the restrictions of land cards and release shimmering oil or other powers to ensure that one can fight a protracted war of attrition without external energy replenishment.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si suddenly turned around and asked Jinji Tasha who was standing not far away: "Have you sent someone to look at the time and space of Ixalan? How is the situation there now?"
"I'm very sorry, great father of New Phyrexia. That time and space has disappeared, or was swallowed by the dark void."
There was strong regret in the blue demon judge's tone.
Because if the entire time and space were not destroyed, he could restore the battle between the planeswalkers through many methods.
"What about the time and space where Nahiri is? Have you investigated why her planeswalker spark cannot be used?"
Zuo Si touched his chin and continued to ask.
Jinji Tasha quickly replied: "We currently only know that the name of that time and space is Shandra. It is a very, very special place. The entrance to the dark void is constantly changing.
It is still unknown whether it is the time and space itself that caused the Planeswalker's spark to fail, or whether the Eternal Sacred Sun is hidden there.
However, I have sent more detectors and I believe there will be results soon.
If you don’t want to wait, I suggest releasing the shimmering oil directly to complete this planet.”
"No, that's not necessary. I don't want to expose the power of Shimmer Oil and New Phyrexia too early."
Zuo Si directly raised his hand and rejected the Blue Demon Judge's suggestion.
Although he was almost certain that both Ugin and Nicol Bolas had secret weapons to deal with the Shimmering Oil, they could still hide as much as possible before the real decisive battle.
This is also the reason why Zuo Si almost never has much contact with new generation planeswalkers like Jace and Nissa.
He needs these people to still know him as they did when they last met, so as to mislead the two elder dragon planeswalkers, causing them to inevitably misjudge.
In this way, there is a high probability that the "kill at first sight" effect can be achieved.
After all, Zuo Si is a professional when it comes to Yin people.
Since the beginning, we have always implemented the concept that if we don't take action, it's enough, and if we do, we will kill the enemy.
"Okay, I think I understand what you mean. Also, do you have any plans or intentions regarding the Slivers in Shandra's time and space?" Jinji Tasha cautiously probed.
After all, this thing is just like the Orcs in the Warhammer universe. It is an out-and-out natural disaster, and it may even be better.
He wasn't sure if the great father of New Phyrexia would dismantle him if he accidentally let it go.
For example, feed those super genes that contain terrifying power, such as Superman and the Hulk, to the Slivers to see if these monsters can evolve similar abilities, and then use this as a basis to derive natural disasters that can devour everything and destroy everything.
.
Don't think this is alarmist.
Without any respect or moral bottom line, Jinji Tasha did not consider the consequences at all when conducting experiments.
Now the only person he can be afraid of is Zuo Si, the father of New Phyrexia.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Of course, it is impossible for Zuo Si not to know the virtues of his blue demon judge, and warned in a solemn tone: "You can research and study the slivers.
Transformation, but the premise is to find a relatively closed time and space, and absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot lose control, do you understand?"
"certainly.
I promise to make these little cuties obedient.
In fact, with the help of the mastermind, I have mastered the body structure of the sliver and the source of the hive consciousness.
Theoretically, as long as corresponding chips and signal transmitters are implanted in their brains, they can be turned into tools that can be controlled and driven.
It can even be used to complete parts of it by releasing shimmering oil as needed.”
Jinji Tasha spoke out all the thoughts in his mind.
But it is a pity that due to his criminal record, Zuo Si did not believe a word of these guarantees. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and asked: "Do you still want to combine the Slivers and Catachan Barking Toads with the Tyranids?"
Combined with their genes, let them completely evolve into a Zerg army that destroys everything, right?"
Jinji Tasha shook his head and explained: "No, you are thinking too much.
In fact, my first step is to create a master.
Then control the Sliver by controlling the Overlord.
Later I will organize all the research progress and plans into a report and upload it, you can look at it at any time."
"You should know how the creator of the Slivers was completely destroyed by them, right?"
Zuo Si stared into the eyes of the blue demon judge and asked.
Because in his impression, any individual or organization that attempts to engage in biological weapons often ends badly in the end, and almost every one of them suffers a backlash.
Jinji Tasha nodded swornly: "Of course! Please believe me, this situation will never happen in New Phyrexia. I will adopt the strictest system and process during the experiment."
"hope so.
remember!
Slivers are completely different from any other creature you've studied, with nearly unlimited evolutionary possibilities.
If you make a mess that gets out of hand, just feed yourself to them."
After saying this, Zuo Si no longer paid attention to the blue demon judge, but turned his attention to the gravel warlock not far away who had absorbed the huge soul energy and was slowly awakening.
"ah--"
Accompanied by a moan that could evoke endless reveries, Nahiri finally opened her eyes. The tail that grew out behind her was like a limb derived from the body, naturally and tightly wrapped around her right leg.
The mysterious patterns on the neck, cheeks, chest, back, arms and thighs flicker with the fully charged planeswalker sparks in the chest.
If she used to give people the impression of being full of neurotic madness, now she has an aura of depth, evil and depravity.
"You seem to be very satisfied, don't you?"
The corners of Zuo Si's mouth raised slightly, revealing a playful smile.
Like a rebellious and wild cat, Nahiri raised her arms and stretched in a very seductive posture, then licked her lips and responded: "Yes!
I never knew that drawing soul energy could bring so many benefits and enjoyment.
If I had known this, I should have gone directly to kill and plunder souls from the beginning.
After all, in the endless planes of the multiverse, there is nothing easier to obtain than the soul of a mortal.
Like kitchen rats and cockroaches, they can survive in any harsh environment."
After that, the crazy woman walked straight forward, stood up on tiptoes and hugged Zuo Si's neck. She ignored the murderous eyes of the succubus Queen Mecanshut and gave her a passionate kiss.
Such unbridled boldness and boldness even made Jinji Towers on the side look surprised.
After a full minute, Nahiri let go of her hand and declared solemnly: "From now on, you are my man. If one day you betray me, then I will give up everything and become a ghost.
I will hunt you until the end of time."
"Don't worry, I'm usually not the one who takes the initiative to break a contract. And I need to remind you that I have a lot of women."
Zuo Si took out a paper towel and gently wiped the remaining saliva on his lips, as well as a few teeth marks from the other party's bite.
Perhaps due to his lack of experience in this area, Lithomancer's kissing skills are quite poor, and can even be described as wild, as if he is venting the desires that have been suppressed and accumulated in his heart for a long time.
If he were a mortal, he would probably have been bitten and bled.
"It doesn't matter! Just don't let me see them."
Nahiri shrugged nonchalantly.
As early as when she was studying with Sorin Markov, she had already seen his corrupt aristocratic life, so it was not surprising that the powerful Zuo Si would have multiple lovers and partners.
In other words, it would be more terrifying and worrying if it didn't exist.
After all, anyone who can adhere to complete abstinence for a long time is basically not a handful of martyrs with firm beliefs, ideals, and ambitions. They are basically lunatics, psychopaths, and perverts.
Because suppressing this physiological need from the lowest level requires extremely strong willpower, constantly fighting against one's innate instinct and finally defeating it.
And this kind of person is often the most terrifying.
When they decide to do something, everyone around them may become the "price" they need to sacrifice to achieve their goals.
"No problem. In fact, as long as you don't look for them deliberately, it's actually quite difficult to see them. Now, let's talk about Nicol Bolas and Ugin. What kind of attack did they use to clear them out?
Your land card connection?”
Zuo Si asked the question he was most concerned about directly.
"You mean this?"
Nahiri flipped her hands over and revealed several of her planeswalker cards.
I saw that there was no text description at all, and they were all chaotic symbols representing the dark void.
"what is that?"
Zuo Si asked in an uncertain tone.
Nahiri replied meaningfully: "It is energy and matter.
It comes from the dark void and can cause severe interference and damage to the connection between the planeswalker's spark and other time and space.
Before the Ancient Spark deteriorated, almost every ancient planeswalker would prepare a few cards to deal with battles between his kind.
Otherwise, if the opponent is allowed to draw energy from numerous time and space, a duel may last for weeks or even months.
But with the deterioration of the spark, the new generation of planeswalkers no longer have the ability to make such cards."
"So destroying the opponent's land cards is the exclusive ability of the ancient planeswalkers?"
The corner of Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly.
He never expected that the "old players" who had been part of the last version update would still retain such "benefits".
No wonder the new generation of planeswalkers are often pushed to the ground and rubbed repeatedly by the ancient planeswalkers even if they form a group.
In addition to the gaps in knowledge, experience and strength, some powerful cards created before Sparks deteriorated will also become the key to victory or defeat.
Nahiri obviously noticed Zuo Si's reaction, pursed her lips and added: "Actually, there are not as many of these as you think, and they are almost all disposable and cannot be used repeatedly like ordinary planeswalker cards.
"
"Disposable?"
Zuo Si keenly grasped a key word, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
"right!
Like some directional teleportation cards, it will disappear completely once used, and there is no way to save a backup in the spark.
Basically, use one less card.
As for the principle, it is nothing more than sealing the energy and matter carrying logical chaos in the dark void, and then releasing it when needed.
And don't think that every use will inevitably destroy the connection between land cards.
If the level of your land cards is high enough and the connection is tight enough, there is a certain chance that you can resist it."
Nahiri talked about all the methods of "bombing" trump cards.
"I see. Well, I think I already know how to handle this situation."
Zuo Si narrowed his eyes with a thoughtful expression.
Especially after I heard that this kind of card was a consumable, I immediately planned to take some time to go to various time and space and universe to produce a large number of land cards.
Anyway, this thing is not unique, each place can produce up to four.
Moreover, he can also mix high-level land cards with low-level land cards in order to confuse the opponent into consuming as much of this "unprinted item" as possible during the battle.
"Be careful!
Nicol Bolas is more powerful than any of us imagined.
He almost single-handedly crushed me, Sorin, Ugin, and several of the best of the new generation of planeswalkers.
If Azor hadn't sacrificed himself at the critical moment, Ugin might have died on the spot."
When the old dragon with the title of the strongest was mentioned, Nahiri, who had always been fearless, became obviously frightened.
Because that battle was so brutal, even more desperate than when facing three Eldrazi Titans, and there was no chance of winning at all.
The most important thing is that the rune crystal that Ugin taught her to make was of no use to Nicol Bolas, and was used by him in turn, causing a lot of trouble.
If the power of the Eldrazi Titan is purely due to the power of numerical values and rules, then this Elder Dragon Planeswalker has no shortcomings and is so perfect that it is impeccable.
The use of red, black, and blue mana has reached its peak.
Many magics that are seen for the first time can be perfectly reproduced in the next second just by taking a look at them, and they are even stronger and more durable than the original user.
So even though Nahiri had heard Ugin talk about her evil, cruel, and terrible brother a long time ago, she always thought that the description must be exaggerated.
But after fighting in person, he realized that Nicol Bolas' power was far beyond his imagination.
"I know better than anyone how powerful Nicol Bolas is, and I have been preparing to defeat him.
Now, I have a task to give you.
Something that will irritate him, make him feel headache and irritated.
Tell me, are you willing to accept it?"
Zuo Si stared at the conglomerate warlock's rare silver eyes and asked.
"certainly!"
Nahiri replied in the affirmative without hesitation.
Because at her core, she is a crazy woman who longs for adventure and enjoys the tension, excitement and trembling caused by her brush with death.
"very good!"
Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction, then raised his finger to stir on the huge 3D projection image behind him, and then pointed at the densely packed and endless army of constructs, undead and genetically cloned creatures on the screen.
Said: "See them?
I now hand over this army to you and ask Jinji Tasha to use the cave tree to teleport it to other time and space.
All you have to do is sabotage every possible relief in Nicol Bolas' plan.
For example, we could kill Tezzeret, his chief artifact master, find a way to find Liliana the Necromancer and tell her that our agreement is still valid, or simply launch an attack on the plane of Amonkhet.
In short, it distracts his attention so that he can't calm down and think, and buys me some precious time."
"It's all about causing trouble, right? This is what I'm best at. But don't expect this army to come back intact."
Nahiri glanced at the group of artifact creatures that shone with metallic luster from head to toe, a hint of madness flashed in her eyes.
"I never expected them to come back.
After all, all greatness requires sacrifice.
Some people may not understand, but they must obey.
Because I don't care about extinguishing the fragile sparks of civilization, nor do I mind establishing the order I want on top of the ruins.
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Pretty simple choice between two, isn't it?
In my opinion, war is just a means, justice can be fabricated, orthodoxy can be claimed, greed can be concealed, dissatisfaction can be transferred, unrest can be projected, hatred can be exploited, fanaticism can be channeled...
All living beings are pawns!
Planeswalkers like you and me are the ones holding the chess pieces.
So we never need to think about how many pieces we will sacrifice in the process of winning, we only need to think about how to maximize the use of them to create opportunities."
Zuo Si pursed his lips and revealed a creepy smile.
You don't need to ask to know that this is the truest side of him as a tyrant, not the disguise he usually displays.
"Hahahaha! Well said! Dear Soth, why didn't I realize that you are so charming and charming before?"
Nahiri had obviously been influenced by the will of Baator's hell plane, and she grinned like a madman.
Soon, she and Jinji Tasha left the ninth level of Baator Hell with the help of the branches of the cave tree.
When the two figures disappeared from the projection, the succubus Queen Mecanshut, who had endured for a long time, finally cursed with a livid face: "Arrogant! Shameless! How dare this lowly woman be so disrespectful to you! Even dare not
Touching your body with permission and claiming that you are her man! What a blasphemy!”
"calm down.
There is no need to get angry over trivial things.
You should know that Nahiri is the most important part of the entire plan.
Only with her responsible for containing Nicol Bolas can we have a chance to seize the Eternal Sun.
The initiative before Sparks must not be allowed to fall into the hands of this old dragon, but must be under my control.
What's more, if she completely turns to us, it means more operations can be carried out."
Zuo Si stretched out his hand and gently touched the suffocatingly beautiful face of the Succubus Queen, softly soothing the overturned jealous jar.
He knew very well that Malcanthet's anger towards Nahiri stemmed from the strong jealousy in her nature.
In fact, not only Nahiri, Malcanthet held strong hostility towards every woman with whom she had a close relationship, even the goddess Talona was no exception.
It's just that she usually disguises herself very well, and she has been on the ninth level for many years and can hardly see such scenes.
As for Gramir, who is the lord's exclusive secretary, she has never been a threat in her eyes.
Just like when she used to play tricks on other demon lords, she would call in a few succubi, seducers and radiant sisters to add to the fun.
In other words, only those subordinates with the permission of the Succubus Queen can join this happy game.
"Father, you are too indulgent of that crazy woman.
Maybe……
All it takes is a hint from the Succubus Queen's eyes or movements, and she will immediately rush out and do anything for her, even if she is facing an enemy that she cannot defeat.
"No, it can't be done."
Zuo Si flatly rejected the proposal. At the same time, he pinched Mecanshute's fair and slender neck with his hands and warned: "Don't cause trouble for me at this time again, otherwise you should know the consequences."
"Then I need some extra care and comfort to ease the burning fire of jealousy in my heart."
The Succubus Queen obviously knew that her excessive request would be rejected. A hint of the little devil's mischief and playfulness flashed in her eyes, and she took the opportunity to propose an exchange condition.
The next second...
A planeswalker card appeared in Zuo Si's hand.
"Don't worry, I have a lot of time today to satisfy you slowly."
After saying that, Zuo Si pinched the Succubus Queen's chin and pulled her up from the ground, then raised her hand and snapped her fingers.
Snapped!
"Ahem! Although I'm just disturbing your pleasure, there is a very urgent piece of information here that you need to review."
I saw this female secretary wearing a tight-fitting business suit, a low-cut white shirt, black stockings wrapped around her legs, and high heels walking towards her with light steps, and handed a fluorescent metal strip to her home
In the hands of the lord.
Because this is not a big deal in her eyes, not even as exciting as the content in some legal special service venues in the huge cyberpunk city.
"Here, take a moment for me."
"As you wish."
Zuo Si, on the other hand, completely ignored the two of them and read the information in the metal strip as quickly as possible.
As for the content, it is also very simple. The spies arranged on the eighth and seventh levels report that the war between Archduke Balzebul and Mephistopheles is about to decide the winner.
After a long and fierce battle, Mephistopheles was clearly the winner in the end, and now he had switched from passive defense to strategic counterattack.
Although out of hatred, Archduke Balzebul is still resisting desperately, but his demon army has begun to retreat.
If nothing else happens, it won't take long for them to be pushed back.
On the other side, the legions of Viscount Maman and Prince Levistus also began to retreat, being chased by Bayer and Archduke Dispater.
It can be said that if this military coup is true, then unless Zuo Si can capture Nasus and defeat Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, before his allies are finished, failure is almost certain.
But fortunately, this hellish civil war is just a show after all, and the outcome is doomed from the beginning.
"It seems it's time to let the show come to an end..."
After Zuo Si muttered something under his breath, he immediately activated the teleportation magic and disappeared.
Just a second later he appeared in the hall of Marchemburg.
"Ah! You are finally here, my young friend. Just now I was thinking of going to you to discuss how to end this war with dignity."
Asmodeus stood up from the huge throne, accompanied by several hell war dogs of unusual size.
You don't need to ask to know that these puppies are the pets he usually keeps to pass the boring time.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Can you please hurry up? I have some urgent matters that need to be dealt with personally."
Zuo Si made the request straightforwardly.
Although it is fun to play games with these big devils, in the end, business matters.
He must steal the Eternal Sun before Nicol Bolas launches the War of the Spark.
Otherwise, you have to show up to fight before you are completely ready.
"Oh? You seem to be in a hurry?"
Asmodeus tried in an uncertain tone.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, my time is very tight. If possible, I hope to end it right away, or leave it to Mecanshute to deal with the aftermath."
"Okay, everything is under control anyway."
The Lord of Hell agreed without hesitation.
He knew that what made Zuo Si so anxious must have something to do with the planeswalkers.
And Baator Hell cannot lose those massive souls from other time, space, and universes.
Because he needs the energy squeezed out of these souls.
"In that case, I'll take the first step and explain it to Fierna and Gracia for me, otherwise I'm afraid they will go crazy with anger."
After saying that, Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then activated the Planeswalker Spark to leave the universe and disappear.
…
In a tavern in the time and space of Ravnica, Sorin Markov was sitting in an inconspicuous corner, looking with interest at the figure not far away who was hidden from head to toe under a cloak.
As an ancient planeswalker who mastered the magic of life, he sensed the strong aura of death from the moment he first noticed the other party.
With his experienced experience, he was 100% sure that this could never be a living person!
But the strange thing is that all the body structure and vital signs of the other party are very normal, and he can even eat, drink, digest, and feel the stimulation brought by alcohol.
If it were normal times, Sorin Markov wouldn't stare at each other with nothing to do when he was full and stuffed, given his character of not being nosy.
But the problem is that this mysterious man has been following him from a distance after meeting him.
The two of them walked through the streets of Ravnica for a full five or six hours, one after the other.
Sorin Markov even used magic several times, but he was unable to get rid of him.
Now he enters this tavern just to have a showdown with the opponent.
"You're waiting for me, right?"
Before Sorin Markov got up to look for the other party, the other party had already reached the opposite side of the table with a polite smile on his face.
From his speech and behavior, it can be easily judged that he is a man of power who is accustomed to taking the initiative in everything, and has received a very complicated and complicated education in aristocratic etiquette.
Even compared to the vampire nobles who have lived in Innistrad for hundreds or even thousands of years, they are not inferior at all, and are even better in details.
"Who are you? Why do you follow me?"
Sorin Markov fiddled with the wine glass in his hand and asked directly.
Perhaps because of his absolute confidence in his own strength, he did not take any precautions, nor did he apply protective magic to himself.
"My name is Shayne VII, and as you can see I am a planeswalker with a spark.
Currently I am serving the great dragonlord Nicol Bolas.
He hopes that I can confirm the injury of Spirit Dragon Wujin.
And you may be one of the few people who knows Wu Jin's whereabouts.
So I hope you can do me a little favor."
With the last word blurted out, Shane VII took off his hood, revealing his body shaped by the legendary magic - demi-lich body.
"Are you from Nicol Bolas?"
Sorin Markov's eyes suddenly became sharp, and one of his hands was pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
As a person who is both good and evil and likes to do as he pleases, he has no moral obsession.
Sometimes I feel hungry and thirsty for blood, and I will even grab an ordinary person on the roadside and suck it dry.
So after confirming that the other party was an enemy, he immediately became murderous.
In the eyes of this ancient planeswalker, as long as he is an enemy, he should be destroyed as a matter of course. There is no such thing as forgiveness.
Later, at the Scarlet Wedding in Innistrad, he teamed up with outsiders to directly sell his fellow vampires.
"No, I'm just working for him temporarily.
In addition, I suggest you not to use force, it will be of no use to me.
Although I have not been a planeswalker for a long time, I have a very good leader.
And to deal with vampires like you who only know swordsmanship, life and death magic, I have a lot of restraint methods.
If possible, I hope to achieve the goal through transactions or other milder methods."
Xia En VII smiled and expressed his intention and attitude.
He obviously didn't want to conflict with Sorin Markov.
Because both of them are technically undead creatures, and the types of magic used in battle tend to be necromancy magic.
This is like striking an iron shirt with a golden bell, it takes a long time just to break the defense.
Moreover, with the vitality possessed by the ancient planeswalker, even if his defense is broken, he will not feel any pain or itching if he is hit on his body.
Vampires can even grab two people at random and suck some blood to restore them to their original state.
As a person who likes to pursue efficiency when doing things, what Sean VII hates most is doing this kind of useless work.
But just because he doesn't want conflict doesn't mean the other person does too.
Sorin Markov said "Follow me", got up and walked outside the tavern, making it clear that he wanted to find a place where no one was around to start the fight.
"Oh - well, it seems that we will have to use force to solve the problem in the end."
Xia En VII sighed slightly and followed from a distance.
Since the entire space-time of Ravnica is a super city complex built on halls, streets, ruins, and ruins, there is no concept of "outside the city" or "wilderness" in a strict sense.
Every piece of land, even an area that has been completely abandoned and occupied by plants and animals, has an owner.
The two of them gradually left the densely populated downtown area, and finally stopped at a ruined eaves and broken wall.
Sorin Markov directly drew his sword and said in a tone that could not be questioned: "You want to know the whereabouts of Ugin? Promise me and I will tell you! But if you lose, you must be mentally prepared to save your life.
"
"Haha, I'm sorry, although it may be a little offensive to say this. But I still want to say that you can't kill me at all. Because I have already given my life to another person. Even if you destroy my body here,
I will also be reborn in a few days."
The words have not yet been spoken!
Xia En VII activated the twenty-seven protective magics stored in his robe, and his whole body was instantly enveloped in various dazzling arcane auras.
Not only that!
He still held on to more than thirty planeswalker cards in his hand for emergencies.
There is no doubt that this moment left Sorin Markov, who was accustomed to swordsmanship as the main task and vampire magic as a supplement, stunned, and he did not recover for a long time.