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After waiting for about five minutes, the middle-aged bartender and boss immediately gave an order to the young man who was clearing the plates and wine glasses.
Because he felt that if he was not wrong this time, five minutes should be enough for the generous client to deal with the annoying land thugs.
It would be safest to deal with the scene at this time.
Otherwise, if the smell of blood spreads a little longer, the guards in the city will rush over to check the situation, and they may even conduct a large-scale search in the surrounding area, which will affect their business.
You have to know that anyone who comes to this pub to drink, meet, and engage in secret transactions has a clean background.
Therefore, they are extremely sensitive to guards, and once a similar situation occurs, they will not appear for several days in a row until the situation is completely calmed down.
The young man called Hurts put down the rag and tray in his hands without saying a word, turned around and rushed out through the back door.
It is not difficult to tell from his agile and skillful movements that this is not the first time he has done this kind of dirty work.
The tavern owner was obviously very confident in this subordinate. After watching him leave, he continued to greet customers with a relaxed look on his face.
But in less than a minute, the young man ran in from outside with a pale face and said breathlessly: "Boss, I think you'd better go and take a look yourself."
"Huh? What happened that made you so nervous?"
There was a hint of surprise in the bartender's eyes.
After all, although his guys are all young, they are already accustomed to big scenes.
Especially the young man who was in charge of cleaning up the aftermath. He could even pick up the body parts on the ground and throw them into a large can without batting an eyelid, and then transport them to a deserted place for burial.
Normally, no matter how tragic the scene is, you shouldn't have too drastic emotional fluctuations.
"I'm sorry, I really don't know how to describe it. Those guys were all twisted into monsters by some terrible force."
When he said this, the young man's voice was obviously trembling, and his eyes were full of fear.
Out of curiosity, the tavern owner finally put down his work, walked out of the bar, and followed him into a dark alley.
The moment he walked in, he was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him. He subconsciously opened his mouth, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his heartbeat tripled in an instant.
Because at the end of the alley, those guys who were always causing trouble could no longer be called human beings. Instead, they were indescribable monsters covered with pus-filled sores, tentacles, mouths and teeth.
Although one can still vaguely discern the human appearance, in essence they are completely different from humans.
As a well-informed person, the tavern owner had never heard of such a horrifying monster appearing in the world. It seemed to be able to arouse the deepest fear in his heart.
A full minute passed before he came back to his senses from his disbelief. He swallowed his saliva and said without turning his head: "Notify the guards and the temple immediately! Let them deal with these monsters! This is not something we can handle."
"But what about the mysterious guest? These monsters are most likely created by him through some evil magical power. If the guards and the temple get involved, I'm afraid we will be involved too."
The young man reminded cautiously.
But the tavern owner waved his hand and interrupted, "Don't be silly.
Do you think you can stay out of this kind of thing? The only thing we can do is to let capable people solve the situation before it develops to the worst.
Don't talk nonsense, just go and do what I tell you.
The other thing is to have our people spread out across the city and try to find the mysterious client as soon as possible."
"Understood."
The young man nodded solemnly, then turned around and ran towards the most majestic temple in the city center without saying a word.
Because on the plane of Theros, the bond between mortals and gods is closer than on any other world.
Therefore, no matter whether it is a city-state or a small town, as long as the population reaches a certain level, a tall and majestic temple will inevitably be built to pray for the protection of a certain god.
Otherwise, you might be destroyed by monsters or gods that suddenly fall from the sky at any time.
In a sense, building a temple to a certain god is equivalent to raising the other party's flag and exchanging faith for protection.
Other gods and powerful monsters would not dare to launch attacks and destroy the city easily because they are afraid of this god.
After all, in this world, extraordinary power is condensed by the faith of mortals.
No god would sit idly by and watch their believers being killed by another god, otherwise they would lose their powerful divine power.
Some powerful city-states would even worship multiple powerful gods to ensure their own safety.
As a city-state famous for producing powerful warriors, Akros' main belief is the god of forging - Purphoros.
Because Mount Virus is an active volcano, the sky here often appears an abnormal red color. It is said that the forge of this god is located in the unknown interior of the mountains.
It is also because of this that the city-state has the best blacksmiths and produces a variety of exquisite weapons and armor.
In addition, various gladiatorial contests and sports competitions are often held here, attracting countless warriors who are eager for fame, wealth and the opportunity to hone their martial arts.
However, with so many capable warriors, there are bound to be some bumps and bruises.
Therefore, conflicts caused by quarrels can be seen everywhere in Akros, and fighting over a disagreement is commonplace.
In just a short while, Zuo Si had witnessed no less than seven or eight fights.
Fortunately, when the guards arrive, the two or more parties fighting will usually stop immediately and disperse.
He had no idea how much trouble he had caused by trying to use the tentacle monsters created by the black blood of the Old God, and he was still looking for traces of Elspeth and Ajani.
Because the divination spells showed that they were somewhere in the city right now.
It's just that it's interfered by some mysterious force and cannot be accurately located.
Fortunately, Zuo Si was well prepared and directly released a group of small insects driven by sparkling oil.
I believe that it won't be long before there will be results.
So he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. Instead, he was very interested in appreciating the customs of ancient Greece, which was full of mythology. He even tasted the local specialties such as figs, olives and grapes.
As for the most famous wines…
Ever since he witnessed with his own eyes the farmers in Faerun whose leg hair was longer and thicker than the hair of many middle-aged men, trampling grapes with their rough, peeling black feet, he completely refused to drink any wine of unknown origin.
Unless it is the output of an estate owned by oneself, or brewed on an industrial assembly line, one will start to feel nauseous and vomiting at the thought of that scene.
"Mr. Generous, please take a look at these exquisite swords and armors. I guarantee that they are all made by the high-level priests of the God of Forging - Purphoros. Especially this one-handed sword, which can release high-temperature flames to burn the enemy in battle. You only need 1,500 gold coins to own it."
The vendor in the weapons and armor store held up a weapon that looked like a Roman legionary dagger and shouted to Zuo Si.
Because he had noticed that this young man, who was obviously not dressed as a local, had spent a "huge sum" of more than five thousand gold coins in the market without even blinking an eye.
You have to know that the time and space of Seros does not have the extremely rich reserves of precious metals like the continent of Faerun.
The value of gold, in particular, is much higher than the latter.
A set of top-quality blessed armor and a weapon that can produce magical effects only costs about three hundred gold coins.
This is equivalent to half to one-third of the prize money for a major tournament champion.
These equipments could be sold for at least 6,000 or even 10,000 gold coins if taken to Faerun.
From this point, it is not difficult to see that once the spark is ignited to become a planeswalker, even if you are just a "seller", you can make a lot of money without having to worry about money.
Zuo Si took the dagger handed over by the vendor, weighed it in his hand, and with the help of magic vision he instantly recognized that this thing was a high-quality fake.
The so-called burning flames are nothing more than an enhanced version of the Flame Sword of the Faerun continent. It is sealed in the sword body through the unique divine blessing and forging technology of this world, and there is a limit on the number of times it can be used.
Once the upper limit is reached, the entire sword will automatically dissolve.
After discovering the secret, Zuo Si immediately returned the sword to the vendor and commented with a smile: "This weapon is not even as good as the sample displayed on the counter of the weapon shop not far away. It is worth at most two hundred and forty gold coins. If you can only produce something of this quality, I will definitely not waste my time at your stall."
After saying that, he turned around and made as if to continue walking forward.
The vendor saw this and quickly called out, "Wait! I have another good thing that might interest you."
"Oh? What is it?"
Zuo Si stopped and looked at this sinister and cunning guy.
Through mind perception and memory reading, he already knew that the other party was hiding something, so he deliberately lured him to show it actively.
But the vendor didn't know that the biggest secret in his heart had already been exposed. He carefully opened a locked box with the key hanging around his neck, and carefully took out a translucent thread between existence and non-existence from it. He said in an extremely cautious tone: "This is a hair of the oldest god, Klotis, also known as the thread of fate.
Legend has it that the three demigods in charge of fate used it to weave the fate of all living beings and even gods in the world into tapestry.
Anyone who gets this thread will have a chance to rewrite his or her own destiny.
Believe me, it is truly priceless, and only those heroes destined for greatness are qualified to obtain and wield its power.
If you are interested, please show enough sincerity. "
After saying that, the vendor raised his head and looked at Zuo Si with eyes that were both conflicted and full of expectation.
Obviously, this guy didn't want to sell this treasure he obtained by chance, but wanted to use it secretly for himself.
But reason kept warning him that his character and ability were not enough to win the favor of fate, and forcing it would only bring disaster.
The smart choice would be to sell it and exchange it for a huge fortune to enjoy the rest of your life.
You should know that fatalism is not something illusory in the time and space of Theros, but rather it exists in reality.
According to the description of some scholars in this world, so-called destiny is what a person is destined to do.
When people are irresponsible and indulge themselves, or when they are committed to growth, learning and seizing opportunities, fate will come quietly.
Only through conscious and active choice can a person become "destined for greatness."
Therefore, the structure of this world is mainly driven by gods and heroes.
Because mortals believe that this is what is destined to happen.
"The thread of fate..."
Zuo Si reached out and gently took the hair that was between existence and non-existence in his hand, feeling the power of rules contained within it.
As far as he knew, Klothys and her brother Kruphix were the oldest known gods on the plane of Theros.
It was these two who gave birth to the next generation of gods, including the sun god Heliod.
The former controls the field of destiny, while the latter is the controller of time and the sky, surpassing all gods.
If they wanted, they could even remove some of the memories of Purphoros, the God of Forging, from his brain.
This is also one of the reasons why Zuo Si has always been reluctant to come to the time and space of Seros.
The power of idealism in this world is so strong that there is no logic at all. Rules are above all power.
Kruphix, in particular, claims to know the knowledge of all those who have come to the time and space of Seros.
If this is true, then all the knowledge accumulated in Zuo Si's mind is now known to the other party.
Of course, whether it can be used is another matter.
But even so, it's already quite scary.
After all, nothing is more unsettling than a "permission dog".
The only thing to be thankful for is that Zuo Si now has enough ability to overturn the table.
So after feeling the power of the thread of destiny, he directly took out a fifty-kilogram gold brick from his pocket.
Followed by the second, third, fourth, fifth...
After a while, a small mountain of gold was piled up in front of the vendor, which added up to enough gold to make one hundred pieces, or a full five tons.
After the last piece was neatly placed, Zuo Si said, "I think this gold should be enough to prove my sincerity, right?"
"Of course! The thread of fate is now yours."
The vendor nodded desperately as if waking up from a dream, his whole body already covered with sweat without him noticing.
To be exact, from the time he took out the tenth gold brick, his heartbeat had been at least three times faster than usual.
When the 25th piece appeared, the whole person felt as if a hand was strangling his neck and he couldn't breathe.
Just as Zuo Si was about to retract the thread of fate, there was a sudden commotion in the distance, followed by a messenger who ran as hard as he could while shouting at the top of his lungs: "It's bad! The monster army under Xenagos is less than five kilometers away from our city. Everyone return to your residence immediately, and adult males prepare weapons and armor and wait for conscription."
"What? An army of monsters! Is that satyr who loves pleasure and indulgence crazy?"
"Yes. Akros is a famous warrior city. It has the best and most powerful warriors in the world. No matter how many troops he has, he will only suffer a terrible defeat in the end."
"Damn it! I hate war! There's no business when it starts."
…
While everyone in the market was talking or complaining, the messenger had already rushed to the building where the city-state parliament was located.
Not long after, he appeared at the emergency meeting to report the situation to the supreme ruler who held power.
In fact, the satyr mage Xenagos did not just attack Akros, but also launched a full-scale invasion of two other important city-states in the world, Meletis and Setessa.
The former is a famous city of scholars and magic, while the latter is a matriarchal city composed entirely of women, somewhat similar to the legendary Amazon warriors.
Looking at the chaotic city and the merchants busy packing up their stalls, Zuo Si stood there and whispered with a playful look on his face, "What's the saying? Better to act early than to act early. I never thought I would run into the war started by Xenagos in his vain attempt to become a god. In this case, let's meet this god of pleasure who is one of the few who is willing to give up his identity as a planeswalker and choose another path."
After saying this, he instantly turned transparent and disappeared from everyone's sight.
As the monster army approached, this city-state that was rich in warriors was finally mobilized. Thousands of fully armed soldiers began to climb the city walls and towers, and various advanced siege equipment were ready to go.
You have to know that the plane of Theros is far from peaceful.
Any city-state that can stand firm is more or less ruthless.
After all, the main activities of this world's intelligent civilization are limited to a small part of the continent beneath our feet, and the rest are all unexplored forests, mountains, swamps and seas.
In these dangerous and wild areas, there are all kinds of terrifying monsters that only appear in myths.
They could pose a huge threat to villages and towns at any time.
It is for this reason that people place their hopes on heroes, hoping that heroes can turn the tide and create impossible miracles at critical moments.
About half an hour later, a huge army composed entirely of various monsters that had never been seen before appeared in the eyes of the warriors of the Akros city-state.
Especially the dragons soaring in the sky and the giant beasts on the ground that can cause small earthquakes even if they just move, make the bravest and most fearless fighters feel a chill in their spine.
"Damn it! What are these? Where did they come from?"
A general stared with his eyes wide open, totally unable to believe what he saw.
Because in his inherent understanding, powerful monsters always act alone and will never appear in groups like this.
"I think we are in big trouble. Everyone, get ready to fight! We can't let these guys rush in and destroy our hometown and home!"
Unfortunately, the results were minimal.
After all, fear comes from the unknown.
Perhaps when faced with those familiar monsters, these warriors can still muster up the courage to fight to the death with the enemy.
But facing a group of monsters that we don't understand at all, who knows what incredible magical powers they have.
Just as the defenders on the city wall began to waver, Zuo Si also stood on the top of the city gate tower, looking down at the monsters that were getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but smile and comment: "So they are creatures summoned from other time and space or made into cards through the power of planeswalkers?
In this way, the gods will not be able to interfere with it through the power they hold.
Xenagos seems to be a little better than I thought.
He is indeed the first madman in the time and space of Seros who dares to challenge the gods as a mortal.
You have to know that the current gods are basically born between gods, and they are related by blood to each other.
And as a guy who mainly uses green and red mana, his tendency towards chaos is undoubtedly quite obvious.
I don't get along with guys like that."
There is no doubt that even among the many strange new generation of planeswalkers, Xenagos is an extremely special one.
This special refers not to his strength, but to his character and actions.
If I had to find a creature that I could trust more, it would definitely be the Demon of the Abyss.
Cold, cruel, evil, ambitious, keen on venting desires and doing some illogical and crazy things...
It is said that this sheep-hoofed man killed his twin sister with his own hands when she was still in her mother's womb, killed another child when he was very young, and started trying to murder his mother when he was six years old. He is simply "filial" to the extreme.
The most important thing is that Xenagos longs for absolute freedom without any restrictions, and tries to use his own deification to tell the world that the gods of this world can be reached and replaced.
Then he used his own death to prove that God can be erased.
From then on, the arrogant gods of Theros no longer had any dignity.
Elspeth, Ajani, Ashiok, Kiora, anyone in the world who might even light a spark could replace them, destroy them, humiliate them.
New Phyrexia almost completed all the gods in this world.
What is even more ironic is that the enemy who finally succeeded in resisting the erosion of the sparkling oil was actually the enemy who was imprisoned and sealed by the gods.
From birth to death, Xenagos arranged a grand performance and farewell for himself, and at the same time ended the era when gods held supreme power.
I have to say that his behavior pattern is very similar to that of the Joker, in that he has no logic at all and never considers the consequences when doing things, even if it means making direct enemies of all mortals and gods in the world.
The purpose may just be to have some fun for yourself.
If allowed to grow, this satyr planeswalker could become more dangerous than Nicol Bolas.
After all, the behavior of the old dragon is largely predictable.
Just when Zuo Si was hesitating whether to intervene in this matter, the signal receiver placed in his ear suddenly emitted a mechanical electronic sound without any emotion.
"Master, the two targets you requested to search for have been confirmed. They are currently less than fifty meters away from the city wall."
Following the guidance of a mechanical insect, Zuo Si soon saw the figures of Elspeth and Ajani.
Especially the lion man Ajani, his soul of Fury control broke out from the moment he saw it.
Whether it's the thick lion-like hair on the body, or the feline face and mane around the neck, they all perfectly meet the aesthetic of a heavy fur lover, making people want to reach out and touch them.
In fact, the lion-man looks more like a lion walking upright than a human.
Just when Zuo Si was about to use invisibility magic to say hello, the army of monsters outside the city wall suddenly stopped, and a human male with long red hair, horns on his head, a bare chest on the upper body, and sheep's hooves on the lower body walked out from behind.
Needless to say, he is the summoner and master of these monsters - the mage Xenagos.
This guy held up a strange-looking spear stick and shouted to the soldiers on the city wall in a loud voice: "Poor mortals! Stop resisting in vain!
Because you will get nothing but death.
Those arrogant gods don't care about your life or death, they only care about their own power and authority.
Little do you know that it is actually your faith that creates the gods, rather than the other way around.
Come on, join me for the ultimate revelry and pleasure.
I can prove to you that mortals can also become gods through their own efforts."
"Shut up! We won't believe your nonsense! The great god of forging, Purphoros, will never abandon his followers! Akros will win!"
A priest couldn't help but stand up and interrupt this "heretical" and ridiculous speech.
Because before Xenagos was deified, only gods could give birth to gods in this world.
Almost all gods today are descendants of Klothys and Kruphis.
"Oh? Really? Then let's see when your god will show up."
As the last word came out of his mouth, the goat-hoofed mage suddenly pointed forward with the spear in his hand.
Instantly! A huge lava ball fell from the sky and hit the place where the sacrifice was.
The latter didn't even have time to scream before his entire body was completely burned to charcoal under the high temperature of the lava.
Not only him, but also other people around him were implicated.
Xenagos undoubtedly enjoyed the screams of those who were half-dead from being burned by the lava. He grinned hysterically and asked, "Where is your god? Why hasn't he appeared yet? You know, I have already killed a noble priest and a large number of believers with my own hands."
Unfortunately, the soldiers on the city wall were frightened by this sudden hellish scene. They all chose to remain silent and did not dare to speak.
They didn't know if paying any attention to this psychopath would lead to the same attack.
But just because no one paid attention didn't mean the excited Xenagos would give up his performance.
He stood about 200 meters away from the city wall and continued his speech: "Admit it, those gods are just a bunch of arrogant and selfish bastards.
They only care about their own strength and power, and never care about your life or death.
Because from the moment they were born, they were high and mighty gods, and they had no idea how difficult it was for weak mortals to survive in this world.
Only when you rise up and stop believing in them, and knock them off their thrones, will God realize that it is we who created them, not they who created us.
And do you know why no god has come forward to stop me? Because they are afraid of me and the powerful magic power I possess.
What’s even more ridiculous is that even at this point, these selfish gods are still fighting among themselves.”
I have to say that Xenagos' words are quite inspiring.
At least many people have begun to waver in their hearts and started to doubt the legitimacy and necessity of believing in God.
And this is exactly the result he wanted, that is, to pry open the basic support of the gods through this war and break the latter's monopoly on faith and the spiritual world.
But just being shaken obviously couldn't satisfy Xenagos's appetite.
When he noticed that the uneasiness and panic were spreading at a very fast speed, he suddenly gave an attack order to the army of monsters behind him.
"Go! Kill all those who refuse to submit to me! Use blood and death to teach them how to fear me like a god."
Before he finished speaking!
The dragon in the sky swooped down first, spewing out deadly flames, and the giant beast began to run and crashed straight into the city gates and walls.
In an instant, the seemingly solid wall of Akros was broken into several holes, and the top was turned into a purgatory under the dragon's flames.
Although many brave warriors and people who wanted to be heroes stood up and tried their best to plug the gap and kill all the monsters who were wantonly destroying buildings and walls.
Unfortunately, the reason why a hero is called a hero is that he or she must be blessed by the power of destiny.
And they are obviously not the ones chosen by fate.
Therefore, they often become mutilated corpses in an instant just after rushing forward.
Death was so fast and frequent at this time, and guards defending the city fell every minute and every second.
At this critical moment, Ai Ziba finally arrived first, suddenly pulled out the holy sword that had been with her for a long time, jumped up and chopped the head of a siege beast with thunder and lightning.
The next second...
Puff! The sword blade filled with golden light easily tore through the hard skin and muscles, pierced through the even harder bones in the head, and then released energy to destroy the brain.
With a loud bang, the giant beast that many soldiers didn't know how to deal with fell in a pool of blood and turned into a corpse.
It’s not over after a successful strike.
Elspeth quickly locked onto another target and rushed forward again without hesitation.
With the blessing of the power of the holy sword and the fighting skills honed in the time and space of Mirrodin, she was like a god descending from heaven, bringing a glimmer of hope to the city of Akros, which was originally in despair.
Ajani Goldmane was not to be outdone, wielding a double-edged shovel and rushing into the group of monsters to activate his invincibility.
With the addition of two planeswalkers, the originally shaky direction was miraculously stabilized.
Especially when the expectations and beliefs of everyone in the city are focused on them, all kinds of incredible things begin to happen frequently.
For example, arrows and spears flying from a distance suddenly deviated and grazed vital parts more than twenty times in less than a minute. What's even more outrageous is that the sharp weapon passed through the chest without touching the heart or arteries and veins at all, and just went straight through.
Elspeth cast a healing spell, and Ajani was immediately revived with full health.
It goes without saying that these so-called "coincidences" come from the power of fate.
Countless people began to believe that the two planeswalkers were the heroes destined to save the city. They naturally acquired the templates of heroes and protagonists, and were able to overcome any danger no matter what it was.
Even Zuo Si, who was hiding in the dark watching the show, couldn't help but complain in his heart, this is totally cheating.
Xenagos undoubtedly noticed what Elspeth and Ajani were doing, and immediately frowned.
Because his stage is not prepared for these two uninvited guests.
What's more, the better the other party performs, the more faith they may take away.
After a brief moment of thought, Xenagos decisively joined the battle. He suddenly teleported behind Elspeth, who was the most threatening, and suddenly released a scorching and dazzling flame from his hands.
"careful!!!!!!"
Ajani quickly warned loudly.
Upon hearing the sound, Ai Ziba immediately activated the power of the holy sword, allowing the sacred positive energy to flow into her body. In the end, she successfully resisted most of the damage with this move, but the exposed skin still suffered varying degrees of burns.
She didn't have time to think about it, and immediately activated a healing card, then stared at the Satyr Planeswalker with a vigilant look.
The latter fiddled with his spear and asked with a smile, "Are you the guy who has become famous recently? I heard that you have joined the Sun God - Heliod?"
"That's right! I'm going to stop your evil plot!"
Elspeth gave a positive answer without hesitation.
Because her character is such that she hates evil and never hides her inner feelings.
"Stop me? Hahahaha! That only works if you can do it."
Xenagos let out a mocking laugh and glanced sideways at the Minotaur who had rushed into the city, killing, burning, and looting.
These guys are not the peace-loving, nature-loving Tauren of Azeroth, but a group of bloodthirsty and cruel monsters, closer to the Minotaur in Greek mythology.
When Elspeth saw this scene, she became extremely angry and rushed forward with her holy sword in hand, wanting to kill the devil-like satyr planeswalker.
But the problem is that Xenagos is no pushover either. In terms of hard power, he is definitely superior to Elspeth, so he quickly activated cards one by one to resolve the opponent's fierce attacks one by one.
It was Ajani who first noticed something was wrong. He immediately cast a purification spell to calm down the angry and impulsive Elspeth. He grabbed his friend and said, "Don't be fooled! He is deliberately provoking you. Leave this to me, and you go and clean up the enemies that have rushed into the city."
"Are you sure you can handle it?"
Elspeth asked in an uncertain tone.
Through the fight just now, she has realized that the guy in front of her is quite different from the new generation of planeswalkers she had met before.
Especially the coordination of nature and fire magic, which can control and kill at will, and even the summoned creatures are too numerous to count.
The most important thing is that Xenagos's fighting style is very different from that of normal people. There is no pattern from beginning to end. Every confrontation requires him to rack his brains and be cautious, otherwise he will suffer a great loss.
"Don't worry, I may not be able to beat him, but I can still maintain my undefeated streak."
After saying that, Ajani took a step forward and took on the responsibility of fighting against the powerful enemy.
Out of trust in the brave lion man, Elspeth didn't say a word and rushed into the city to hunt down the monsters that were killing and burning everywhere.
It wasn't long before the streets were littered with mutilated bodies.
Among them, the largest number of deaths were caused by beheading, followed by being cut in half or chopped diagonally. The most unfortunate way of death was being chopped repeatedly several times, and the body and internal organs had already been smashed to the ground.
Seeing his subordinates and summoned creatures being slaughtered by Elspeth like chopping melons and vegetables, Xenagos was obviously not in a hurry at all. Instead, he asked the alert lion-man planeswalker with interest: "Can you tell me why you work for Heliod? You should know that this guy is the most arrogant and calculating of all the gods. Usually, working for him will not end well."
"Hmph! People like you will never understand Elspeth's pursuit of justice and fairness. She doesn't care about gods. She just thinks that serving Heliod can reduce the casualties of civilians."
Ajani sneered in response.
Although he was not as kind as Elspeth, he was also a planeswalker who used white mana, so he was naturally disgusted by the chaotic and evil satyr in front of him.
"Justice? Kindness?"
Oh my god!
I can't believe there are people as naive as you in the universe.
But it doesn't matter. You can't stop me anyway.
Even if your friend kills the entire monster army, I will still get what I want."
As these words came out of his mouth, a creepy smile appeared on Xenagos' face, and then he suddenly activated an unknown spell card.
In a flash, a strange light curtain enveloped the entire city behind him, and then disappeared within a few seconds.
This undoubtedly aroused Ajani's vigilance.
But when he turned his attention back from the city, he found that Xenagos had disappeared.
Except for the Minotaur and some other ground troops who were still charging, huge monsters like dragons and siege beasts had disappeared at some point.
(End of this chapter)