As we all know, the mages' desire for energy is engraved in their bones and even in their souls.

Because once the spark is ignited, they are like burning torches that need to constantly take in energy to maintain their existence.

Especially when the mana pool is empty, it will produce an uncontrollable strong hunger.

Nahiri is in such a state right now.

Although she had never come into contact with soul energy, which was considered taboo in the eyes of ordinary people, once she tasted its indescribable wonderful taste, she immediately changed from passive acceptance to active demand.

That kind of madness and greed even made him subconsciously ignore everything around him. He was completely immersed in the ultimate enjoyment and completed the transformation silently.

In fact, Zuo Si noticed this subtle situation, so he took advantage of it and completed his goal of completely dragging the other party into the water.

From the moment he began to absorb these soul energies, the Lithomancer had embarked on a path of no return and was completely and tightly bound to him.

At this moment, Nahiri was immersed in soul energy from head to toe, and the Planeswalker Spark on her chest was constantly flashing. A large number of runes representing the evil of Baator began to grow continuously with the spark as the center, and eventually formed mysterious and beautiful red patterns on her neck, cheeks, arms, and back.

Obviously, judging by her reaction, during the previous battle with Nicol Bolas, all the active land cards were probably cleared out and all went to the graveyard to be recovered.

This also explains why she is so weak despite being an ancient planeswalker.

Because there is no connection to land cards, it is unable to draw abundant mana from its hometown Zendikar, and can only rely on absorbing a little from the surrounding environment. It would be a miracle if the recovery speed was fast.

"So...

Elder dragon planeswalkers like Nicol Bolas and Ugin should have some kind of power or means to clear land cards.

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 this pair of brothers is not limited by the connection of land cards.

Among them, Wu Jin can convert matter into energy at will.

Nicol Bolas is suspected to be able to directly control the terrifying chaotic mana in the Dark Eternity.

The destructive power of both is at the level of annihilation."

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, which was a power that no other planeswalker he had met before possessed.

This means that if there comes a day when he has to fight Nicol Bolas, Zuo Si will only have two choices.

One is to use the land cards as consumables, activate one card 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 the land cards, release the sparkling oil or other powers to ensure that you can fight a protracted war of attrition without external energy replenishment.

Thinking of this, Zuo Si suddenly turned around and asked Jinji Taxia who was standing not far away: "Have you sent people to check the Yixialan space-time? What is the current situation there?"

"I am very sorry, great father of New Phyrexia. That plane has disappeared, or rather, it has been swallowed up by the Blind Eternity."

There was a strong sense of regret in the Blue Demon Judge's tone.

Because if the entire space-time had not been destroyed, he could have restored the battle between the planeswalkers through many methods.

"What about Nahiri's plane? Have you investigated why her planeswalker spark is no longer usable?"

Zuo Si stroked his chin and continued to ask.

Jinjitaxia quickly replied: "We currently only know that the name of that time and space is Shandara, a very, very special place, and the entrance to the dark void is constantly changing.

As to whether it is the plane itself that causes the Planeswalker's Spark to fail, or whether the Immortal Sun is hidden there, it is not yet known.

But I have sent more detectors and I believe there will be results soon.

If you don't want to wait, I suggest you release the oil directly to complete the transformation of the planet."

"No, that's not necessary. I don't want to expose the power of the Oil and New Phyrexia too soon."

Zuo Si simply raised his hand to reject the Blue Demon Judge's suggestion.

Although he was almost certain that both Ugin and Nicol Bolas had secret weapons to deal with the oil, it was still better to hide them 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 such as Jace and Nisha.

He needed these people to still have the same understanding of him as when they last met, so as to mislead the two elder dragon mages and make them inevitably make misjudgments.

In this way, there is a high probability that the effect of "killing at first sight" can be achieved.

After all, Zuo Si is a professional when it comes to plotting against people.

Since its inception, it has always been implementing the concept of not taking action at all, but if it does take action, it must kill the enemy.

"Okay, I think I understand what you mean. In addition, do you have any plans or intentions regarding the sliver demons in the Shandra space-time?" Jinji Tasha asked cautiously.

After all, this thing is just like the Orks in the Warhammer universe, both of which are true natural disasters, and may even be worse.

He wasn't sure if he accidentally messed up, the great father of New Phyrexia would dismantle him.

For example, feeding super genes containing terrifying powers such as those of Superman and the Hulk to the Sliver Monsters to see if these monsters can evolve similar abilities, and then use this as a basis to derive natural disasters that can devour and destroy everything.

Don't think this is alarmist.

As they have no sense of awe or moral bottom line, Jinjitaxia does not consider any consequences when conducting experiments.

Now the only person who can make him feel afraid is Zuo Si, the father of New Phyrexia.

Zuo Si certainly couldn't be unaware of the character of his Blue Devil Judge, so he warned him in a serious tone, "You can study and transform the Sliver Monster, but the prerequisite is to find a relatively closed time and space, and you absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot lose control. Do you understand?"

"certainly.

I promise to make these little cuties behave well.

In fact, with the help of the main brain, I have mastered the body structure of the sliver demon and the source of the hive consciousness.

In theory, as long as the corresponding chips and signal transmitters are implanted in their brains, they can be transformed into tools that can be controlled and driven.

Even releasing oil to complete part of it as needed."

Jinji Tasha spoke out all the thoughts in his mind.

Unfortunately, due to his past, Zuo Si did not believe a word of these assurances. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "You are not planning to combine the genes of the Slivers with those of the Catachan Barking Toads and the Tyranids, and let them evolve completely into a Zerg army that destroys everything?"

Jinji Taxia shook her head and explained, "No, you think too much.

In fact, my first step is to create a master.

Then control the Sliver by controlling the Overmind.

I will upload all the research progress and plans into a report later, and you can check it out 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 questioned.

Because in his impression, any individual or organization that attempts to develop biological weapons often ends up with no good ending, and almost every one of them suffers backlash.

Jinjitasha nodded confidently, "Of course! Please believe me, this situation will never happen to New Phyrexia. I will adopt the most stringent system and procedures during the experiment."

“I hope so.

remember!

Slivers are unlike any other creature you've ever studied, with nearly limitless evolutionary possibilities.

If you make a mess, just feed yourself to them."

After saying this, Zuo Si no longer paid attention to the Blue Demon Judge, but turned his gaze to the Lithomancer who had absorbed a huge amount of soul energy and was slowly awakening not far away.

"ah--"

Accompanied by a moan that was enough to arouse endless fantasies, Nahiri finally opened her eyes. The tail that grew behind her was like a limb derived from her body, tightly wrapped around her right leg very naturally.

The mysterious patterns on his neck, cheeks, chest, back, arms and thighs flickered continuously along with the fully charged Planeswalker Spark in his chest.

If she gave people the impression of being neurotic and mad before, now she has an air of depth, evil, and depravity.

"You seem quite content, don't you?"

Zuo Si's mouth corners slightly raised in a playful smile.

Like a rebellious and feral cat, Nahiri raised her arms and stretched in a very seductive posture, then licked her lips and responded, "Yes!

I never knew that drawing on soul energy could bring so many benefits and enjoyment.

If I had known this, I should have just gone for the killing and plundering of souls from the beginning.

After all, in the endless planes of the multiverse, nothing is easier to obtain than a mortal soul.

They are like rats and cockroaches in the kitchen, and can survive in any hostile environment.”

After saying that, the crazy woman walked straight up, stood on tiptoe and hugged Zuo Si's neck, ignoring the murderous eyes of the succubus queen Mecanthus, and directly gave him a passionate kiss.

Such unbridled boldness and daring even surprised Jinjitasha who was standing by.

After a full minute, Nahiri finally let go of her hand and announced solemnly, "From now on, you are my man. If one day you betray me, I will give up everything and become a ghost to hunt you down until the end of time."

"Don't worry. I'm usually not the one who takes the initiative to break a contract. And I have to remind you that I have a lot of women."

Zuo Si took out a tissue and gently wiped the remaining saliva on his lips, as well as a few bite marks left by the other party.

Perhaps due to his lack of experience in this area, the Lithomancer's kissing skills are quite poor, even wild. It is as if he is venting the desires that have been suppressed and accumulated in his heart for a long time.

If it were a mortal body, it would have probably 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 seen his decadent life as a vampire aristocrat, so she was not surprised that Zuo Si, who was in a high position of power, had multiple lovers and partners.

In other words, it would be more terrifying and worrying if there was nothing.

After all, anyone who can maintain complete abstinence for a long time is either a very small number of martyrs with firm beliefs, ideals and ambitions, or basically a lunatic, a psychopath or a pervert.

Because suppressing this basic physiological need requires extremely strong willpower, constantly fighting against one's innate instincts and ultimately defeating them.

And these people are often the most terrifying.

When they decide to do something, everyone around them may become the "price" that they need to sacrifice to achieve their goal.

"No problem. In fact, it's pretty hard to find them unless you look for them. Now, let's talk about Nicol Bolas and Ugin. How did they clear your land links?"

Zuo Si directly asked the question that concerned him most.

"You mean this?"

Nahiri flipped her hands over and revealed several of her planeswalker cards.

There was no text description at all, only chaotic symbols representing the dark void.

"What is that?"

Zuo Si asked in an uncertain tone.

Nahiri replied meaningfully, "It's both energy and matter.

It comes from the Dark Eternity and can cause severe interference and destruction 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 to deal with battles among their own kind.

Otherwise, if the opponent is allowed to absorb energy from many time and space, a duel may last for weeks or even months.

But as the spark deteriorates, the new generation of planeswalkers are no longer able to create such cards."

"So destroying the opponent's land cards is an ability exclusive to the Ancient Planeswalker?"

The corner of Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly.

He never expected that the "old players" who played the last version still retained such a "benefit".

No wonder the new generation of planeswalkers are often pinned to the ground and rubbed repeatedly by the ancient planeswalkers even when they form a group.

In addition to the gap in knowledge, experience, and strength, some powerful cards made before the spark degrades will also be the key to victory or defeat.

Nahiri obviously noticed Zuo Si's reaction, and she pursed her lips and added, "Actually, there aren't as many of these as you think, and they are almost all disposable. They can't be recycled like ordinary planeswalker cards."

"One-time?"

Zuo Si keenly grasped a key word, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"right!

Like some directional teleportation cards, it disappears completely once used and there is no way to save a backup in the sparks.

Basically, it means using one less card.

As for the principle, it is nothing more than sealing the energy and matter carrying logical chaos in the dark void inside, and then releasing it when needed.

And don't ever assume that every use will necessarily destroy the connection to the land card.

If your land cards are high enough and connected tightly enough, there is a certain chance that you can get through it."

Nahiri told him all about the bombing method.

"I see. Well, I think I know how to handle this situation."

Zuo Si narrowed his eyes and looked thoughtful.

Especially after hearing that this type of card is a consumable, I immediately planned to take some time to go to various time and space and universes to produce a large number of land cards.

Anyway, this thing is not unique, and up to four can be made in each place.

Moreover, he can mix high-level land cards and low-level land cards in order to confuse the opponent and consume as many of these "out-of-print items" as possible in 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 had not sacrificed himself at the critical moment, Ugin might have died on the spot."

Speaking of this old dragon who holds the title of the strongest, even the fearless Nahiri becomes visibly frightened.

Because that battle was so brutal, even more hopeless than facing the three Eldrazi Titans, there was no chance of winning at all.

Most importantly, the rune crystal that Ugin taught her to make was of no use to Nicol Bolas, and was instead used by the other party to cause considerable trouble.

If the power of the Eldrazi Titan is purely built up by numbers and rules, then this Elder Dragon Planeswalker has no shortcomings and is perfect and impeccable.

The use of red, black and blue mana has reached its peak.

Many magic spells that you see for the first time can be perfectly reproduced in the next second with just one glance, and may even be stronger and more durable than the original user.

So even though Nahiri had heard Ugin talk about her evil, cruel, and terrible brother long ago, she always believed that the description was definitely exaggerated.

But after fighting him personally, he realized that Nicol Bolas's power was far beyond his imagination.

"I know Nicol Bolas's power better than anyone, and I have been preparing to defeat him.

Now, I have a task for you.

Tell me, are you willing to accept it?"

Zuo Si stared at the Lithomancer's rare silver eyes and asked.

"certainly!"

Nahiri answered in the affirmative without hesitation.

Because deep down she is a crazy woman who craves adventure and enjoys the tension, excitement and thrill that comes from a brush with death.

"very good!"

Zuo Si nodded in satisfaction, then raised his finger and stirred the huge 3D projection image behind him, then pointed at the endless army of constructs, undead and genetically cloned creatures on the screen and said, "Do you see them? I will hand this army over to you now, and let Jinji Taxia use the cave tree to teleport it to other time and space.

All you have to do is disrupt every possible mitigation Nicol Bolas has planned.

For example, killing his chief artificer, Tezzeret, finding a way to find the necromancer Liliana and tell her that our agreement is still valid, or simply launching an attack on the Amonkhet plane.

Anyway, distract him so that he can't calm down and think, and buy me some precious time."

"It's all about making trouble, right? That's what I do best. But don't expect this army to come back intact."

Nahiri glanced at the group of artifact creatures that gleamed metallically from head to toe, and a hint of madness flashed in her eyes.

"I never expected them to come back.

After all, all greatness requires sacrifice.

Maybe some people cannot understand, but they must obey.

Because I don't care about extinguishing the fragile flames of civilization, but I also don't mind building the order I want on the ruins.

Either obey or die!

Pretty simple choice, isn't it?

In my opinion, war is just a means. Justice can be fabricated, orthodoxy can be declared, greed can be concealed, dissatisfaction can be transferred, unrest can be projected, hatred can be exploited, and fanaticism can be guided...

All beings are chess pieces!

And 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 their opportunities."

Zuo Si pursed his lips and revealed a creepy smile.

Needless to say, this is his true side as a tyrant, not the disguise he usually displays.

"Hahaha! Well said! My dear Soth, why didn't I realize that you are so charming and attractive before?"

Nahiri had obviously been affected by the will of the plane of Baator, and she laughed like a madman.

Soon, she and Jinjitaxia left the ninth layer of Baator Hell with the help of the branches of the Cave Tree.

When the two figures disappeared from the projection, the succubus queen, Mecanthut, who had been patient for a long time, finally cursed with a livid face: "Arrogant! Shameless! How dare this lowly woman be so disrespectful to you! She even dared to touch your body without permission and claim that you are her man! What a blasphemy!"

“Calm down.

There is no need to get angry over trivial matters.

You should know that Nahiri is the most important part of the whole plan.

With her in charge of containing Nicol Bolas, we have a chance of taking the Eternal Sun.

The initiative before Spark must not be allowed to fall into the hands of this old dragon, but must be under my control.

What's more, her complete support for us means we can do more."

Zuo Si reached out his hand and gently stroked the succubus queen's breathtakingly beautiful face, soothing the jealous woman with a soft voice.

He knew well that Mecanthut's rage toward Nahiri stemmed from the intense jealousy that was in her nature.

In fact, it's not just Nahiri. Mecanthut has strong hostility towards every woman he has an intimate relationship with, even the goddess Talona is no exception.

It’s just that she usually disguises herself very well, and she has been staying on the ninth level for many years and rarely sees such scenes.

As for Gramir, the lord's personal secretary, he was never a threat in her eyes, just like when she used to play with other demon lords, she would call a few succubi, succubi and radiant nuns to add to the fun.

In other words, only those subordinates who have been granted permission by the Succubus Queen can join this joyful game.

“Father, you indulged that crazy woman too much.

Maybe……

All it takes is a glance or a gesture from the Succubus Queen to make them rush out and do anything for her, even if they are facing an enemy they cannot defeat at all.

"No, I can't."

Zuo Si rejected the proposal outright, and at the same time, he grabbed Mecanxiut's fair and slender neck and warned her, "Don't mess with me at this time, or 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 demands would be rejected. With a hint of mischief and playfulness in her eyes, she took the opportunity to propose a condition of exchange.

The next second...

A planeswalker card appeared in Zuo Si's hand.

"Don't worry, I have plenty of time today to slowly satisfy you."

After saying that, Zuo Si pinched the Succubus Queen's chin and pulled her up from the ground, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Pah! "Ah! Although I am not disturbing your pleasure, I have a very urgent piece of information that needs your review."

The female secretary, who was wearing a tight professional suit, a low-cut white shirt, black stockings on her legs, and high heels, walked up with light steps and handed a fluorescent metal strip to her lord.

Because in her eyes, this is nothing big at all, and it is not even as exciting as the content in some legal special service places in the huge cyberpunk city.

"Here, take over for me for a moment."

"As you wish."

Zuo Si completely ignored the two of them and read the information in the metal strip as quickly as possible.

As for the content, it was very simple. It was just a report from the spies on the eighth and seventh levels. The war between Grand Duke Baalzebub and Mephistopheles was about to be decided.

After a long and fierce battle, Mephistopheles was clearly the winner in the end and had now switched from passive defense to strategic counterattack.

Despite his hatred, Grand Duke Baalzebub was still fighting desperately, but his demon army had already begun to retreat.

If nothing unexpected happens, it won't be long before it's pushed back.

On the other side, the legions of Viscount Maman and Prince Levistus also began to retreat and were chased and beaten by Bayer and Grand Duke Disbart.

It can be said that if this military coup is true, then unless Zuo Si can capture Nessus and defeat Asmodeus, the lord of hell, before his allies are defeated, failure is almost certain.

Fortunately, this hellish civil war is just a show after all, and the outcome was determined from the beginning.

"It seems like it's time to bring the show to a close..."

After muttering something quietly, Zuo Si immediately activated the teleportation magic and disappeared from the spot.

Just a second later he appeared in the hall of Malshem Castle.

"Ah! You are finally here, my young friend. Just now I was talking about going to you to discuss how to end this war in a dignified manner."

Asmodeus stood up from the huge throne, followed by several hellhounds of incredibly large sizes.

You don't need to ask to know that these puppies are the pets he raises to kill time.

"Could you please hurry up? I have some urgent matters that need to be dealt with personally."

Zuo Si made his request directly.

While it's fun to play games with these big devils, at the end of the day it's business that matters.

He must steal the Immortal Sun before Nicol Bolas starts the War of the Spark.

Otherwise, you will have to show up to fight without being fully prepared.

"Oh? You seem to be in a hurry?"

Asmodeus asked tentatively in an uncertain tone.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, I am very pressed for time. If possible, I hope to finish it immediately, or let Mecanxiute handle 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 be related to the Planeswalker.

But Baator Hell cannot lose those massive souls from other time and space and universes.

Because he needs the energy squeezed out of these souls.

"In that case, I'll leave first. Please explain to Fierna and Gracia for me, otherwise I'm afraid they will be furious."

After saying that, Zuo Si placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly. Then he activated the Planeswalker Spark, left the universe and disappeared on the spot.

…

In a tavern on the plane 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 a strong smell of death from the moment he first noticed the other party.

With his experience, he was 100% sure that this person could not be a living person! But the strange thing was that all of his body structures and vital signs were normal, and he could even eat, drink, digest, and feel the stimulation brought by alcohol.

If it were any other time, given Sorin Markov's nosy personality, he would never have the temerity to stare at the other person.

But the problem is that this mysterious man has been following him from a distance since he met him.

The two of them walked through the streets and alleys of Ravnica, one after the other, for five or six hours.

There were several times when Sorin Markov even used magic, but he was unable to get rid of the other party.

Now he entered this tavern just to confront the other party.

"You were waiting for me, weren't you?"

Before Sorin Markov could get up to look for the other person, the other person had already sat down across the table with a polite smile on his face.

From his words and actions, he could easily tell that this was a superior who was used to taking the initiative in everything and had received a rather complicated and tedious education in aristocratic etiquette.

Even the vampire nobles who have lived in Innistrad for hundreds or even thousands of years are not inferior to them, and are even better in details.

"Who are you? Why are you following me?"

Sorin Markov asked bluntly, fiddling with the glass in his hand.

Perhaps because he was absolutely confident in his own strength, he did not take any precautions, nor did he cast any protective magic on himself.

“My name is Shane VII, and as you can see I am a planeswalker with a ignited spark.

I currently serve the great Dragonlord Nicol Bolas.

He hoped that I could confirm the injury of the Spirit Dragon Wu Jin.

And you may be one of the few people who knows the whereabouts of Wu Jin.

So I'm hoping you can help me out a little."

As the last word came out of his mouth, Shane VII took off his hood and revealed his body created with legendary magic - the half-lich body.

"Are you Nicol Bolas's man?"

Sorin Markov's eyes suddenly became sharp, and one of his hands pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

As a person who is both good and evil and likes to do whatever he wants, he has no moral cleanliness.

Sometimes when he feels hungry and craves blood, he will even grab an ordinary person on the roadside and suck his blood dry.

So after confirming that the other party was an enemy, he immediately wanted to kill him.

In the eyes of this ancient planeswalker, any enemy should be eliminated as a matter of course, and there is no such thing as forgiveness.

Later, at the Scarlet Wedding of Innistrad, he teamed up with outsiders to sell out his fellow vampires.

"No, I'm just doing something for him temporarily.

Also, I suggest you don't resort to force, it's of no use to me.

Although I have not been a planeswalker for long, I have an excellent guide.

Moreover, I have many ways to deal with vampires like you who only know swordsmanship, life and death magic.

If possible, I hope to achieve my goal through a transaction or other gentle means."

King Sean VII stated his purpose and attitude with a smile.

He clearly did not want to conflict with Sorin Markov.

This is because both of them are technically undead creatures, and the type of magic they use in battle tends to be necromancy magic.

This is like using a golden bell to attack an iron cloth shirt. It takes half a day just to break the defense.

Moreover, with the vitality possessed by the Ancient Planeswalker, even if the defense is broken and the attacks are taken, it will not hurt at all.

Vampires can just grab two people and suck their blood to recover.

As a person who likes to pursue efficiency in doing things, what Sean VII hates most is doing this kind of useless work.

But just because he doesn't want a conflict doesn't mean the other party wants it that way, either.

Sorin Markov said "Follow me" and walked out of the tavern, obviously wanting to find a deserted place to start.

"Well - well, it seems that we have to use force to solve it in the end."

Shane VII sighed slightly and followed behind from a distance.

Since the entire Ravnica plane is a super-city community built on halls, streets, ruins, and relics, there is no concept of "outside the city" or "wilderness" in the strict sense.

Every piece of land, even the completely abandoned areas occupied by plants and animals, has an owner.

The two of them gradually left the densely populated downtown area and finally stopped at a place with broken eaves and broken walls.

Sorin Markov drew his sword and said in an unquestionable tone, "You want to know where Ugin is? Promise me and I'll tell you! But if you lose, you'll have to be prepared to die."

"Haha, sorry, although it may be a bit offensive to say this. But I still have 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 be reborn in a few days."

Before he finished speaking!

Shane VII activated the twenty-seven protective magics stored in his robe, and his entire body was instantly enveloped by all kinds of dazzling arcane auras.

Not only that!

He also held tightly in his hand more than thirty planeswalker cards in case of emergency.

There is no doubt that this moment stunned Sorin Markov, who was used to rely mainly on swordsmanship and supplemented by vampire magic, and he was unable to recover for a long time.