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Chapter 849 The battle between the old and new generations of planeswalkers

As we all know, planeswalkers are a profession with great diversity.

Almost everyone will form their own unique fighting habits based on the spellcasting environment of the time and space they were born in, their overall magic level and personal experience.

Some of them are better at using various magics.

For example, Jace Beleren's mind magic, Teferi's time magic, Nissa Revan's natural magic, Chandra Nala's fire magic, Garruk's summoning magic, Lillian Navis's death

Spiritual magic is a typical example.

Others are better at transformation magic and physical combat.

Sarkhan, Gideon Yura, Elspeth Tire, and Ajani the Golden Mane are the most famous representatives.

Rather than saying they are "mages", it is more appropriate to call them warriors who possess certain spell-like abilities. Some of them are out-and-out berserker warriors.

In addition, there are Tezzeret, Venser and other artifact masters who are good at making and repairing various magic and technological items.

As for the last one, there are ancient planeswalkers like Sorin Markov, Spirit Dragon Ugin, Boulder Warlock Nahiri, and Nicol Bolas who have lived for too long.

They have learned so much over a long period of time that they are basically good at everything and good at everything without any obvious shortcomings.

In particular, their strong vitality and various ways to save their lives determine that it is difficult for them to be truly killed.

Moreover, most of time and space have not developed very complex, complete, and diverse magic systems with the help of the goddess of magic and the magic network like the planet Toril.

You can even directly rely on the power of magic to become a god.

The most important thing is that although the mages possess the power to destroy the world, they themselves are very fragile.

Without any defense, even a poisoned dagger can easily send away a high-level mage who can cast spells of level seven or above.

This means that even for their own safety considerations, mages will inevitably develop crazy and targeted protective magic.

Not to mention anything else, there are more than thirty protective spells at or below the third ring alone, and there are more than twenty for the fourth ring in just one level.

It can be said that among all magic schools, the total number may only be comparable to that of the conjuration system, the evocation system and the transmutation system.

Its level of madness can make a mage truly invulnerable to fire and water, and he can break through the atmosphere and enter the cold outer space with his body.

As for combat, any mage who reaches a certain level of spellcasting will ensure that he or she has at least six protective magics permanently on his body, and a lot more will be added before the war begins.

Because the underlying idea of ​​the Faerun mage is to ensure that he is invincible first, and then consider how to defeat his opponent and win.

Otherwise, once a person dies, there is nothing.

As long as you are alive, there are endless possibilities.

However, this concept of focusing on defense far more than attack is obviously very different from the habits of many planeswalkers who like to improvise at will.

In Sorin Markov's eyes, Shane VII's approach of wrapping himself up tightly was obviously a bit excessive, giving people a feeling of "cowardice" and "fear".

And it’s also very, very “wasteful”.

If they are all cleared away by one dispel magic, then all the mana consumed in releasing these protective spells will be completely lost.

After all, all planeswalker spell cards are instant-cast, and there is no need to chant spells or spend time guiding them.

In addition, if too many trump cards are revealed at once, it will be easy for the opponent to find loopholes.

Obviously, Sorin Markov's confusion and incomprehension were completely the result of the fierce conflict between two completely different tactical concepts and spell-casting habits.

Although Shane VII has been a planeswalker for some time and has traveled through time and space for at least forty times, in his heart he is still the awesome undead emperor and demilich of Faerûn.

However, he obviously noticed the reaction of the vampire planeswalker. He pursed his lips and explained with a smile: "I think you must be very surprised by what I did, right?"

"Hmph! It's just a flashy thing. Soon I will let you know what a real battle between planeswalkers looks like."

Sorin Markov curled his lips with disdain.

As the ancient planeswalker who is now second only to Ugin and Nicol Bolas, he has seen countless strange things in his life.

Especially the new generation of planeswalkers after the degradation of sparks, each one is simply weirder and more abstract than the last.

In comparison, this kind of over-emphasis on protection is actually nothing at all.

"Yes, then I look forward to your guidance."

Shane VII put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then activated four spells [Sunfire Explosion], which were the most lethal against undead creatures, and they also had extremely effective and powerful versions.

Before Sorin Markov could react to what was happening, his whole body was enveloped in dazzling white light like the sun. The intense burning and roasting completely destroyed 100% of his body in just two or three seconds.

In the eighty part, a large amount of flesh and blood instantly turned into ashes and dust and scattered in the wind.

Obviously, he never dreamed that Xia En VII would throw such a destructive magic when he came up, skipping all the mutual testing links, so he was not prepared at all.

In contrast, Shane VII was not greatly affected because he had the body of a demilich as a support and was classified as a human rather than an undead creature.

What's more, it was blessed with a lot of protective magic before, completely absorbing the fire damage of [Yangyan Explosion].

But fortunately, the strong vitality accumulated over thousands of years played a key role at this time.

Sorin Markov did not immediately lose consciousness due to the collapse of his body, but instead inspired a powerful life magic with the help of the planeswalker's spark.

The next second...

A curtain of light enveloped him from head to toe.

When the spell effect of [Sun Flame Explosion] ends, you can vaguely see through the light curtain that the dark red energy inside is reconstructing the new body including bones, muscles, and nerves.

In an instant, he slashed open the light curtain with his sword and walked out. The muscles, skin and bones that were constantly regenerating made him look extremely eerie.

Now, the face of this ancient vampire planeswalker who exudes arrogance no longer has the slightest bit of arrogance from before, only fear, vigilance, horror, shock and disbelief.

Because he was almost taken away by this new generation of planeswalkers whom he had never met before.

Are young people today so ruthless?

Or are you saying that you are too old and can’t keep up with the trends of the times?

Sorin Markov couldn't help but fall into deep self-doubt.

He had no idea that Xia En VII learned more than 100% of these tactics from his good apprentice Zuo Si.

When the latter was still relatively weak, it relied on this unexpected saturation strike to kill many powerful enemies whose spellcasting levels and physical strength were countless times higher than their own.

Xia En VII, who was hiding in the dark at that time, saw all this and copied it after he became a planeswalker.

Although he himself is an undead creature - a demi-lich, he has no intention of showing any mercy when dealing with the same kind. Instead, he uses the characteristics of the demi-lich body spell to mislead the opponent, and then maximizes the use of [Sun Flame Explosion] against the opponent.

The lethality of the undead.

This is why Sorin Markov fell for it so easily.

He had confirmed from the beginning that the other party was an undead creature like himself, so he never expected that Xia En VII would directly let the sun-like creature hit him at such a close distance without considering whether he would be accidentally injured as well.

Power suddenly erupted all around.

The frightening energy and bright light completely destroyed all senses in an instant, just like ordinary people would be temporarily dizzy when encountering a flash bomb.

By the time it reacted, the undead creature's body had basically turned into ashes.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

After waiting for his body to fully recover, Sorin Markov finally broke the silence and asked with two slightly golden eyes staring at him.

Unlike ordinary vampires, the spark gives him mana that can use both black and white colors at the same time, so his eye color is not the blood red of ordinary vampires.

This makes him look particularly domineering and unruly.

"Haha, no, I just want to test whether the ancient planeswalker is really as powerful as the legend. What's more, if you are killed so easily, it will definitely not be the famous Sorin Markov, but some liar.

fake."

Xia En VII still maintained a polite attitude and did not look like a ruthless person who would kill him immediately.

This strong sense of contrast is definitely enough to make most people feel horrified and sweaty, as if they were sitting with a famous and elegant ogre discussing how to "become a human being" to be more delicious and delicious.

Sorin Markov was obviously irritated, and his eyes began to flash with a dangerous light, and then instantly turned into an afterimage and disappeared from the place.

clang!

With the crisp sound of the sword hitting the metal staff and the burst of golden sparks, he directly crossed the space between the two and appeared less than half a meter out of thin air. At the same time, the other one who was not holding the sword

A ball of red magic aura was also released from his hand.

You don't need to ask to know that this is Sorin Markov's best fighting method, which is to combine swordsmanship and magic to work together.

But it is a pity that Xia En VII has already used the prophecy magic learned in other time and space to predict what may happen in the next two or three seconds in advance and take precautions in advance.

In particular, the force field protection magic successfully blocked and slowed down the sword when it struck him, and finally successfully blocked it with the staff.

Feeling the increasing power coming from the sword blade, he raised his head slightly and said in an emotionless tone: "I'm sorry, swordsmanship and all physical attacks are meaningless to me. Because even if you destroy

This body only releases the real me from the prison of the flesh."

"Then let me see what you really are!"

Sorin Markov suddenly strengthened the vampire spell on his other hand.

A large amount of red smoke quickly entered the demilich's body, atomizing the blood at an unimaginable speed, and then extracted it through the blood vessels and skin, and was continuously inhaled by him to replenish his own vitality.

With this unique skill of blowing and sucking at the same time, this vampire planeswalker can easily defeat most enemies.

Even the Lithomancer Nahiri found it difficult to get any advantage from her former teacher.

But Xia En VII did not panic at all when faced with this situation. Instead, he allowed the body shaped by magic to gradually dry up and age until it began to turn into decaying dust.

When the area below the neck is completely gone, the entire head suddenly releases a strong shock wave, forcefully knocking the opponent away.

When Sorin Markov stabilized his figure, he suddenly saw a golden skull floating in mid-air. The skull's eye sockets and teeth were inlaid with a large number of sparkling gems.

"Lich?!"

He asked in an uncertain tone.

Because although many time and space have lichs, intelligent undead spirits created by magical power, their shapes and abilities are different.

In particular, this kind of demilich, which only retains its skull but still retains great power, can basically only be seen in the universe where the planet Toril is located.

"That's right.

To be precise, it should be called a demilich.

A variant in which the body gradually decays during the long exploration of the astral world, but the magic and soul become more and more powerful.

In the world where I was born, there are many outer planes, especially the star realm, which is the source of all spirits in the material world, and many mysteries about gods are hidden there.

Many lichs gradually lost track of time while exploring inside, eventually causing their bodies to decay due to being without souls for a long time.

But if you think that not having a body will make us weaker, you are totally wrong."

As Xia En VII spoke, he used his mind to control countless planeswalker cards to rotate around his skull.

This is also one of the unique abilities of demilich.

According to the terminology, it should be called "phylactery transfer".

The simple explanation is that the soul of a demilich is more powerful than that of an ordinary lich.

This allows them to not need to equip an item, as long as it is connected to their phylactery through some unknown method, and they can enjoy the corresponding effect no matter how far apart the distance is.

In other words, the demilich you see may not even have a magic item on him, but he can activate the spell storage ring in battle, or enjoy the additional magic protection brought by robes, belts, and boots.

addition.

"Interesting! You're starting to interest me a little bit."

Sorin Markov was obviously not intimidated by the opponent's amazing spell-casting ability. Instead, he finally became serious. He raised his hand and activated the planeswalker card to bless himself with several blood magic spells.

A red gem the size of a water glass appeared on the chest of the black dress he was wearing, and then a half-armor with silver metallic luster extended from the gem.

It is easy to tell from the holy radiance emanating from the metal material that this thing is made of the famous moonsilver in Innistrad's time and space.

This material is not only one of the best carriers of magic, but also has the property of restraining vampires, werewolves, demons, undead and other evil creatures.

It has to be said that just because Sorin Markov can make it into armor and wear it on his body is enough to illustrate his strength as an ancient planeswalker.

After all, normally speaking, ordinary vampires or other undead creatures will cause huge damage to themselves if they touch moon silver, let alone wearing it directly on the body like this.

"It's my pleasure!"

Xia En VII undoubtedly noticed the power of the moon silver armor.

However, his focus was not on the magic metal - moon silver, but on the red gem located on his chest.

If you guessed it correctly, this thing counteracts the purifying effect of armor on the wearer of undead creatures.

The two stared at each other like this for a few seconds, and then started fighting again.

Xia En VII, who has completely revealed his true form as a demi-lich, is no longer hiding. While constantly trying to capture the soul through gems, he relies on the expertise of [Perfect Automatic Static Spell] to abandon all casting actions, chanting spells at extremely fast speeds, and kills a person.

An astonishingly powerful magic hit the opponent.

In particular, the various astonishingly powerful evocation magics even gave Sorin Markov the illusion that he was facing his former good disciple Nahiri.

Because the magic caused by the Lithomancer's madness is also so spectacular and destructive.

It's just that Xia En VII is good at more tricks, and they are hard to guard against.

A large number of summoned creatures completely turned the surrounding ruins into a chaotic battlefield.

But fortunately, the battle between planeswalkers ultimately depends on who has a higher spark level, more connected worlds, and greater energy that can be mobilized.

After the two sides consumed each other for a while, Sorin Markov finally stopped all actions, stood there and asked in a very curious tone: "Why would a planeswalker like you choose to serve Nicol Bolas? He

What kind of benefits were promised to you?"

Shane VII shook his gleaming skull and responded: "Benefits? No, no, no, you seem to have misunderstood something.

I said that I was just helping him temporarily.

Doesn't mean I'm on his side.

You can understand that I am gaining his trust in this way and then achieving my own goals.

So please tell me the whereabouts of Spirit Dragon Wujin, I am simply going to confirm his injuries."

"To achieve your own goals?"

Sorin Markov keenly grasped the key.

Because in his opinion, with the level of magic displayed by Shane VII, there is no need to rely on anyone, even the elder dragon planeswalker with the strongest title like Nico Bolas.

But if you're making a deal with Nicol Bolas to get something, that's understandable.

After all, every planeswalker will subconsciously set a goal for his life after igniting the spark.

In order to achieve this goal, they are often willing to pay extremely high prices, even sacrificing their precious lives.

The most typical example is the legendary planeswalker Urza.

This guy has been firmly on the road of revenge throughout his life, even if he sacrificed countless companions and allies for it, and in the end he did not hesitate to sacrifice his own life.

Someone who has a similar experience is Sarkhan, who has spent his whole life worshiping dragons, searching for them, and eager to offer his loyalty to them.

Therefore, almost every planeswalker has his own ideals and persistence.

As the defender of the fragile balance of Innistrad's plane and space, Sorin Markov understands better than anyone how terrifying a planeswalker can become with a strong sense of mission.

Just when he wanted to ask for more details, a terrifying fear suddenly arose in his heart.

His reaction over the years made him immediately realize that this was an alarm from his sixth sense when danger was coming, and he immediately turned around and brandished the long sword in his hand.

The moment he turned around, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the shadow of the ruined wall, like a phantom rushing towards him.

Shadow Killer?

Sorin Markov confirmed the identity of the twisted creature that attacked him almost instantly.

But just when he was about to crush this reckless killer, he suddenly saw a Gorgon with terrifying petrifying light coming out of the grass on the side.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The ace killer of the Golgari community - Vraska!

Sorin Markov immediately recognized the other party's identity.

Because in Ravnica, the Golgari group, which represents green and black mana, is a member of the Guildpact.

They are mainly responsible for providing sufficient food for the entire time and space. Just like the red-robed mages of Faerûn, they control a large number of undead creatures and spells to promote the cycle of nature and life.

Of course, don’t mistakenly think that these guys are good people just because they farm and provide food security.

The Golgari guild is actually one of the most notorious guilds in Ravnica, and they often use assassinations and other methods to eliminate potential enemies that would hinder them from realizing certain plans.

And the Gorgon-Vraska is the most famous executor.

Of course, she should now be called the "Golgari Queen".

Because since she came back from Ixalan, she killed the original leader, Jarreh, and replaced him.

The two only looked at each other for less than a second, and Sorin Markov felt that his legs had become uncontrollable.

When I lowered my head, I saw that the area below my knees had completely turned into stone.

"Damn it!"

After realizing that he had been ambushed, he immediately raised the sword in his hand and threw it with all his strength, hoping to force the Gorgon to interrupt his spellcasting concentration.

But unfortunately, this vampire planeswalker obviously forgot that there was a more dangerous demilich behind him.

How could Sean VII miss such a good opportunity? He immediately cast the nine-level spell [Bigbye Shattering Palm], slapped Sorin Markov and the sword he threw away with a force field slap, and then

He was pinned to the ground with a bang.

Vraska took the opportunity to step forward, grabbed the vampire's hair and forced the vampire's pale face up to face her.

"Go away!!!!"

Sorin Markov obviously realized that the Gorgon wanted to turn himself into a stone, so he immediately activated a powerful planeswalker card and instantly released black mana as violent as a tornado from his body.

The terrifying power destroyed the force field master in less than a tenth of a second and forced Vraska to retreat.

Because it is impossible for any living creature to withstand so many energy erosions representing darkness, death, and decay.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Vraska did not hesitate for a second and immediately activated a card to instantly become invisible.

Shane VII roughly estimated that the death tornado had wiped out all life within a radius of more than ten kilometers, and soon activated the teleportation magic and disappeared in place.

From the tacit cooperation between the two, it is easy to see that the two of them jointly set up this trap in order to catch Sorin Markov and question him about the whereabouts of the spiritual dragon Ugin.

But unfortunately, they failed.

To be precise, he underestimated the power of the ancient planeswalkers, which ultimately led to failure.

When Sorin Markov completely absorbed the black mana released by the card and transformed into the Night War God exuding terrifying power, Shane VII and Vraska had long since hid somewhere.

He instantly realized that he had been tricked and roared angrily: "Asshole! I remember you! Just wait! The next time we meet again, you will die!"

The words have not yet been spoken!

Another light of planeswalker sparks appeared out of thin air, followed by a very familiar voice coming from my ears.

"You look really embarrassed. If you don't mind, could you tell me what happened?"

Following the direction of the voice, Solin Markov locked his cheap apprentice Zuo Si almost at a glance, and then asked in great surprise: "Why are you here?

No, that's not right.

It should be where have you been all these years?

Why is there no news at all?

I thought your identity was exposed and Nicol Bolas killed you."

Zuo Si smiled and shrugged his shoulders and replied: "You are worrying too much, dear teacher.

Even if I'm exposed, it won't be easy for Nicol Bolas to kill me.

The main reason why I haven't been heard from at all is because there have been so many problems to deal with since the end of the Eldrazi incident.

But now, I finally take some time.

Because if I don't show up, he will probably launch a War of Sparks to achieve his ultimate goal."

"You know about the battle that broke out on the plane of Ixalan?"

Sorin Markov was obviously stunned for a moment.

Because everyone who participated in that battle, except for the missing Nahiri, made it clear that they could not contact their cheap apprentice.

"Of course! I'm just busy, and I haven't completely stopped collecting intelligence from all aspects. And now I really want to find out where Nicol Bolas hid the Eternal Sun that he snatched."

Zuo Si did not hide anything and straightforwardly stated his intention.

He knew that this cheap teacher was one of the very few people who had maintained a long-term and stable relationship with Wu Jin.

And Ugin was the only one who could peer into Nicol Bolas's thoughts through the spiritual world shared by the pair of elder dragon planeswalkers.

If there was one person in the entire multiverse who knew Nicol Bolas best, it would have to be his good brother Ugin.

"You asked the wrong person. You should ask Wu Jin directly for this kind of question. Besides, he is also eager to find you now."

Sorin Markov began to slowly remove the powerful magical effects on his body. Just the natural dispersion would cause the surrounding land to fall into permanent and unrecoverable death.

If there were no external interference, it is estimated that not even a single weed would grow here for at least ten thousand years, let alone any trace of animals or insects.

Obviously, this is a super enhanced magic card similar to [War God Possession], which can greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the planeswalker.

But it is a pity that the Monkey King Xia En VII did not give his opponent a chance to perform at all. Seeing that the situation was not good, he chose to retreat without hesitation.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! No wonder Sorin Markov was so angry just now.

This is like finishing a competitive game. You have just finished using your ultimate move and are about to rush forward to get a kill. However, the opponent runs back to the base spring without looking back, curing your hypotension in minutes.

"Where is Ugin?"

Zuo Si asked deliberately pretending to be casual.

"Here! These are the coordinates of his time and space."

Sorin Markov obviously didn't know that the good apprentice in front of him had long been murderous towards Ugin, so he simply passed on the spatial coordinates.

After getting it, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a coldness that was not easy to detect, and then he quickly put on a relaxed look and said: "Thank you very much. I need to meet a few people now, and I will go to him immediately after meeting them.

Is there anything else you would like to advise?"

Sorin Markov shook his head slightly: "No, not really.

I can feel the terrifying power emanating from your planeswalker spark.

You should be closer to Ugin and Nicol Bolas than I am now.

As a teacher, I have nothing more to teach you.

But finally I still want to ask, Nahiri should be at your place, right?"

"Yes, she is here with me, and there is no danger. Not only that, she will be the most powerful helper in dealing with Nicol Bolas."

Zuo Si gave the answer half-truthfully.

He will never tell the other party what Nahiri has become now, and what methods he has used to control the Lithomancer.

"Very good, then I'm relieved. If you need any help, you know where to find me."

After saying that, Sorin Markov put the sword in his hand back into its sheath and directly activated the Planeswalker Spark to leave Ravnica and return to his hometown of Innistrad.

Because unlike other planeswalkers, guarding Innistrad is the life goal he gave himself after igniting the spark.

So this guy is obviously a powerful ancient planeswalker, but his presence is very low.

Only when Innistrad is threatened will he really reveal his cards and go all out.

Watching the cheap teacher disappear without a trace, Zuo Si said without looking back: "Come out, he has gone far."

moment!

Two portals opened out of thin air, followed by Shane VII and the Gorgon Vraska who had escaped earlier and walked out from the other side.

Especially the latter, who immediately complained as soon as they met: "I don't remember that our contract mentioned that the target would be so powerful and dangerous! You are deliberately concealing information, you must pay extra!"

"Calm down, madam. I have already paid you a large sum of money, which is enough to offset any dangers arising from this commission."

Xia En VII rejected the other party's request without mercy.

It is not difficult to tell from the conversation that Vraska was actually hired by him.

To be precise, this thoughtful, cunning demilich hired a planeswalker killer in advance, and then set up this ambush trap, hoping to capture Sorin Markov in one fell swoop through an unruly sneak attack.

But this calculation obviously failed in the face of absolute strength.

Not to mention the two novice planeswalkers, even Zuo Si would have to work hard to win over his cheap teacher.

What's more, Sorin Markov hasn't revealed his method of bombing land cards as an ancient planeswalker.

"That's not enough! If I knew that the target you were going to deal with was an ancient planeswalker, I would never take another order no matter how much the offer was."

There was obviously strong resentment in Vraska's tone.

But it's no wonder.

As a gorgon, she had only become a planeswalker not long ago, and her methods of killing were basically sneak attacks, rarely giving the opponent a chance to resist.

This means that she is actually not good at frontal combat, especially when faced with a master like Sorin Markov whose swordsmanship, reaction speed, and magic ability are almost perfect without any weaknesses.

So after missing a hit, Vraska immediately chose to retreat without any hesitation.

She knew very well that once the opponent released the restraints and targeted her, she would be killed on the spot within a few seconds.

The gap in strength between the two was even so large that it was irreparable.

Just when Xia En VII was still trying to argue, Zuo Si suddenly raised his hand and interrupted him, and said directly to the Gorgon: "Madam, I don't know if you have considered the conditions I offered before.

You know my patience is limited, and I don’t have time to play this little trick with you."

moment!

Vraska's face changed slightly, her snake hair kept swaying in the wind, and she defended carefully: "But it wasn't you who came to talk to me about this matter last time, but the conglomerate Nahiri. I

How do you know that you are the person she mentioned? After all, there are many people in this world who master the magic of transformation."

"What, you want to confirm?"

Zuo Si slowly raised his right hand and began to convert the matter in the surrounding air into energy, quickly gathering a light group exuding a destructive aura.

"No! Of course not!"

Vraska was obviously frightened, and immediately began to retreat continuously. At the same time, the planeswalker sparks flickered, and she obviously wanted to escape.

She didn't want to test whether she could withstand the energy ball in front of her that was getting bigger and bigger and more terrifying.

But before the Gorgon could teleport, Xia En VII, who was on the side, immediately took advantage of it and threw a [Law: Shock] in the past.

In a blink of an eye!

A huge rune exploded above Vraska's head.

The violent mental shock made it impossible for her to stay focused, and her whole body quickly fell into a state of sluggishness with no movement.

"Madam, I've given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Since you don't have to drink wine as a penalty, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zuo Si slowly took out a mind flayer tadpole from his pocket that had been completely transformed by shimmering oil, taking on a form that would frighten and disgust all normal people.

Different from ordinary tadpoles, it is covered from head to toe with densely packed metal limbs as thin as silk threads, and the mouthparts full of fangs at the front have been replaced by more sophisticated electronic pipelines.

"Don't... don't do this! Please! I agree to all the conditions! I am willing to work for you!"

Dominated by indescribable despair, Vraska finally regained some consciousness and began to plead loudly.

But Zuo Si said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, it's too late. And I don't think this kind of promise made for survival will be fulfilled. In contrast, I still prefer to put everything in my own hands."

Under control.”

As the last word blurted out, he directly sent the tadpole to the other person's eyelids.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!!"

When the tadpole began to burrow into the brain along the eyes that could petrify the target, the Gorgon screamed in pain, and blood flowed out from the edges of the eyeballs.

Although she tried her best to activate her petrifying ray, these struggles were in vain.

In just a few seconds, the tadpole enters the brain and begins to devour the most nutritious gray matter. At the same time, it decomposes its body to release billions of electronic nerve fibers, and begins to rebuild an unknown electronic brain.

When all this came to an end, the planeswalker named Vraska had completely disappeared, replaced by a brain copied and simulated by the perfected mind flayer Tadpole.

Her former soul and the planeswalker spark bound to it are preserved in the body of the mind flayer tadpole.

There is no doubt that this is a creation that combines the Shining Oil of New Phyrexia with the power of the Mastermind. It is also a method that can replace anyone instantly but is difficult to detect.

Because no one can realize that inside the skull of a living person with normal physiological reactions is actually a piece of dense electronic devices and psychic abilities.

"Great Father of New Phyrexia, your servants are at your command."

The new Vraska knelt on the ground to show respect and obedience to her master.

Different from the snake hair and snake body of the traditional Gorgon, her body is completely human, so her lower body has two slender thighs, which can make movements such as kneeling.

"Well, it looks pretty good. Tell me, why did she refuse my solicitation again and again, and who exactly is she working for?"

Zuo Si asked, holding the other person's chin while examining his brain structure with great interest.

"She doesn't work for anyone, she just pursues what interests her.

However, it can be known from her memory that she collaborated with Nicol Bolas.

The content is that if Vraska can find the Eternal Sun from Orazka in Ixalan, she promises to make her the new queen of Golgari.

Although this memory is partially missing, Nicol Bolas clearly fulfilled his promise.

This means she is working for your worst enemy.

But for some reason, her heart was shaken later.

The reason why I am willing to accept Xia En VII's employment this time is mainly because I want to regain trust and find out the other party's next plan."

The brand new Vaska shook out all the information that he had read after devouring his brain.

"Oh? So I got a pretty useful tool, didn't I?"

Zuo Si pursed his lips and revealed a playful smile.


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