"Hold on! No one is allowed to retreat! I will kill anyone who dares to retreat!"

A Crusader knight wielded his sword, cut a rotten corpse in half, and then roared at the ordinary soldiers who were rapidly defeated.

But unfortunately, once morale collapses, it is almost impossible to recover in a short period of time.

What's more, what the Crusaders have to face at this moment are not ordinary enemies, but a group of undead and corpse creatures who have no idea what death and fear are.

The latter, in particular, often look unusually tall and ferocious, and the exaggerated giant weapons in their hands can cut several ordinary soldiers into pieces with one blow. They are extremely brutal.

Coupled with the loss of the divine protection bestowed by the Archangel Avacyn, many of the abilities that were originally used to restrain evil are no longer usable, so collapse is naturally inevitable.

Humble!

Poor! Weak!

helpless!

At this moment, the majority of ordinary Skitarii soldiers were fleeing, and the tragic scene of them being hunted and slaughtered by undead creatures was the most realistic portrayal of the human beings on Innistrad facing the forces of darkness and evil.

Apart from trying their best to escape, the only thing they could do was to let out a desperate wail of extreme pain before dying.

“Ahahahaha! Come on! My little cuties! Kill all these living people who are in the way!”

Looking at the scene of corpses everywhere, Gisa, the ghoul herder, did not feel any discomfort at all. Instead, he became more excited and manic as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He kept pulling up the dead bodies and then launched a full-scale attack on the streets and houses of Thraben City.

It is not difficult to see from that twisted and morbid face that her mind had long ceased to be that of a human being, and she was now a monster in human skin.

Almost at the same time, Kiraf, the younger brother of the Splice Master, had led a group of corpse-snaking creatures into the cemetery and began to dig up the massive corpses buried there unscrupulously, with unparalleled excitement and fanaticism in his eyes.

You have to know that Thraben has the largest blessed cemetery in the entire Innistrad time and space, and it is also the only place that can ensure that the buried dead will not be resurrected by the ubiquitous black death energy.

Therefore, anyone with a little wealth would hope to be buried here after his death.

After hundreds of years of accumulation, the number of buried corpses has probably exceeded everyone's imagination.

But now, all of it has become a piece of fat meat in the mouths of this crazy brother and sister.

Obviously, in the eyes of Gisa and Kiraf, living people are not as useful as corpses.

They wouldn't mind killing every living person on Innistrad if they could.

"The lives of humans in this world are really miserable. Not only do they have to endure the threats of werewolves, vampires, and demons all the time, but there are also some weird lunatics appearing from time to time..."

Zuo Si stood on the roof of a house, looking down at the tragedy happening near the city gate, and couldn't help but sigh.

To be honest, he really didn't understand why they were born in a religious aristocratic family in Thraben and had never been stimulated by the outside world since childhood, but why did they end up on such a path? Could this also be the influence of the ubiquitous black mana in Innistrad?

Or is it that there is some defect in their genes, making them cold-blooded or unable to empathize with others around them? Or is it that they are born with antisocial personality?

Whatever the reason, the brother and sister’s current cognition and mental state can no longer be called “human”.

"Are you going to kill them yourself?" the diary suddenly asked.

"Kill her? No, that's a waste. Although Innistrad's ghoul herders are far less flexible than Faerun's necromancers, their ability to manipulate and resurrect corpses over a large range without restrictions is indeed a plus. I plan to capture this crazy woman and send her to the floating city to be handed over to Vanessa and other liches as experimental living subjects for research."

As he said this, Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a chilling smile.

He believed that with the magical knowledge and skills that Vanessa currently possessed, she would be able to make this crazy woman in front of him experience what it felt like to be "unable to live and unable to die."

The most important thing is that when it comes to the level of spiritual madness, the liches of Faerun are many times better than the brother and sister in terms of realm and pattern.

After all, playing with souls is much more advanced than simply playing with corpses.

Thinking of this, Zuo Si took a deep leap and jumped off the roof.

Just as his feet touched the ground, he saw several soldiers who were being chased running towards him, followed by a large group of resurrected zombies.

However, unlike the low-level undead creatures in Faerun that move very slowly and sluggishly, these zombies move very quickly, even running at speeds close to the physiological limits of humans.

In the blink of an eye, one of the soldiers was caught up and knocked down, and he could only watch helplessly as the foul-smelling zombie pounced on him and bit his throat.

But the next second...

An invisible energy wave instantly swept across the entire street.

The zombie that was still showing its fangs and claws in the last second suddenly emitted a dazzling red light from its inside, and then turned into a ball of blazing flames that quickly burned to ashes.

Seeing this, the soldier who escaped death was so scared that he rolled on the ground several times. When he got up and saw the spectacular scene in front of him, he couldn't help but open his mouth in disbelief.

Because in front of him, as far as he could see, countless undead creatures had already fallen to the ground, and like the zombies that almost bit him to death, they were burned to ashes alive by some unknown force.

"What happened?"

The soldier's pupils dilated, contracted, dilated again, and contracted again violently.

With his limited knowledge and experience, he could not understand the miraculous scene before him.

Not only him, but the other soldiers who escaped death also showed shocked expressions, and subconsciously stopped running, and all cast their eyes towards the cathedral standing at the highest point of the city in the distance.

Needless to say, they all attributed the sudden deaths of these undead creatures to the power of the archangel Avacyn.

But soon, the soldiers realized that they were wrong, and very wrong.

The crazy woman who was standing near the broken city gate and enjoying killing and death found that the number of zombies under her command had suddenly decreased so much, so she immediately sent out hundreds of corpses that she had just pulled up.

This time, the soldiers finally saw that it was a hooded young man who raised his hand and held up a badge engraved with mysterious symbols and words, muttering some syllables that they could not understand.

Immediately afterwards, the same invisible energy wave swept through the zombies.

In less than a second, the zombies exploded one after another, like a blazing torch, quickly turning into a pile of gray ashes.

Sixth Ring [Dead Soul Return]! This is a divine spell specially used to clean up a large number of low-level undead creatures.

Although it does not have the ultimate killing power against undead creatures like [Sunburst], it has a large enough impact range and can affect multiple targets.

As long as the total vitality of the undead creatures within the affected area does not exceed the damage limit of the spell, they will all be destroyed in an instant.

Obviously, the ghoul herders on Innistrad simply resurrect corpses and force them to serve themselves, and do not have the ability to strengthen undead creatures.

This means that those zombies that seem to move very fast are actually not much stronger than the low-level zombies in the continent of Faerun in terms of strength and vitality.

As a result, anyone who is swept by [Return of the Dead] will be completely destroyed immediately.

"Huh? I think I found an interesting guy!"

Jisha, whose mental state was still crazy, had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem. Instead, he regarded the sudden appearance of Zuo Si as an object to be played with. He immediately controlled the army of zombies and corpse creatures and quickly surrounded the entire street.

After confirming that the "prey" had no way to escape, she rode the gift her brother gave her, the corpse-snaking creature named "Evil Smile" holding a huge iron hook, slowly approached, held her chin with one hand and asked: "Who are you? Why did you destroy my toy?"

But unfortunately, Zuo Si obviously didn't think it was necessary to communicate with this crazy woman, so without even a word, he directly threw a [Control Undead] skill to the "Evil Smile" holding the huge iron hook.

As a result, Kisa, the corpse herder, soon discovered that the "evil smile" who had been obedient to her suddenly stretched out his other hand, grabbed her, and threw her to the ground.

Bang! Everyone only heard a dull sound, and Jisha, who had just been as elegant as a noble lady, was thrown face down on the ground.

Not only was the already somewhat torn black gauze skirt torn into pieces, exposing her entire back, hips, and thighs to the air, but her pretty face was also completely disfigured by the fall.

The tall nose bridge had completely collapsed at this moment, and half of his teeth were knocked off by the stone ground. His mouth and face were covered with shocking blood.

One of the eyeballs flew out of its socket due to the violent impact, leaving a horrifying bloody hole.

“Aa ...

The unbearable pain made the crazy woman finally unable to hold back and let out a wail.

She struggled desperately to get up, picked up the deformed eyeball and put it back.

But unfortunately, before her fingers could touch her eyeball, she saw Zuo Si, who was close by, suddenly raised his foot and stepped on it mercilessly.

Phew!

The eyeball was instantly stepped on and the splashing blood plasma just splashed onto the former's face.

“No!!!!! Kill…Kill him! Kill him for me!”

Jisha, who had never suffered such a big loss before, was like crazy, trying to command the zombies and corpse-lurking creatures to attack Zuo Si.

After roaring for a long time, he realized that all the undead creatures around him didn't react at all.

No matter how he tried to increase the power of necromancy, it did not produce even the slightest effect.

"Do you know why these undead creatures are out of control?" Zuo Si asked expressionlessly, lowering his head.

"W-why?"

The crazy woman finally felt fear for the first time in her life, and her whole body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

This was the first time she encountered a situation where her necromancy magic failed.

"Because controlling the essence of undead creatures is never as simple as injecting magic power into their bodies and manipulating them as you do, but it is about trying to control their souls.

Now that I control their souls, your inferior necromancy will be of no use to me.

My former mentor once said that the first-rate necromancers create life, while the second-rate necromancers manipulate souls.

A necromancer like you who is obsessed with playing with corpses is not even third-rate."

While saying this, Zuo Si did not hide his contempt for the crazy woman in front of him.

“That’s very well said!”

Accompanied by the crisp sound of applause, Liliana slowly walked out from the dark corner, her tone full of praise and admiration.

Obviously, after the two of them finished their conversation, she did not immediately return to the inn where she was staying to rest, but instead planned to see what the brother and sister, Kisa and Kiraf, were planning to do.

You have to know that her elder sister Kisa also studied necromancy with her for a period of time, and strictly speaking, she was half an apprentice.

But who would have thought that I would hear such profound and unique insights into necromancy.

Similarly, Liliana also realized that when Zuo Si said he knew "a little" necromancy, it should actually be "a billion points".

Apart from anything else, this method of silently seizing control of undead creatures is enough to make any necromancer feel fear and terror.

After all, even she is currently unable to create life as a first-rate necromancer, but is still at the second-rate level of manipulating souls.

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet? I heard that staying up late is a life-and-death enemy for women. It will make your skin yellow, cause acne, aggravate crow's feet, and make it dull." Zuo Si teased in a half-joking tone.

Liliana spread her hands indifferently: "Thank you for your concern, but I am naturally beautiful, and my skin will never have the problems you mentioned. Compared to this, can you tell me who your former mentor was?"

"Why, do you want to exchange ideas about necromancy with him? Sorry, it's too late. I killed him with my own hands a long time ago. Not even a trace of his soul remains." Zuo Si interrupted the other party's delusion directly.

"You killed your mentor?!"

Hearing this, Liliana's expression changed slightly.

Because even for her, who was used to being selfish and betraying her companions, the act of killing her teacher was still a bit too exciting and unorthodox.

In addition, her assessment of Zuo Si's danger level also rose several levels.

But Zuo Si obviously didn't care about this, and responded in a nonchalant tone: "That's right! I smashed his lich's life box with my own hands.

Believe me, if you had a mentor like that, you would do everything you could to get rid of him.

By the way, my mentor also killed his own mentor before he achieved success.

In the world he lives in, this kind of behavior of killing the master is not only encouraged, but once successful, it will also win the applause of others around. "

"What a terrible place. It seems you've been through a lot, haven't you?" Liliana complimented in a deliberately nonchalant manner.

It goes without saying that she wanted to take this opportunity to extract more information from Zuo Si so as to better understand this mysterious man who holds her soul and destiny in his hands.

But Zuo Si was not an idiot. He easily saw through the other party's little thoughts and said meaningfully: "Okay, let's stop talking about this topic. For some things, the more you know, the better. Instead, the more you know, the more dangerous it is. Since you are not in a hurry to rest, why don't you help me bring Kiraf who is digging a grave?"

"Of course, it's just a piece of cake."

Liliana obviously heard the warning in Zuo Si's words, and immediately turned around and turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared on the spot.

From beginning to end, she never looked at the unfortunate apprentice who was lying on the ground struggling in pain.

About a few minutes later, Kiraf, who was also beaten with a bloody head and bruised face, was also forcibly dragged over.

Looking at this young man who was completely different from his crazy sister and whose eyes always remained calm and rational, Zuo Si ordered in an emotionless tone: "Tell me where the necromancer genius Ludewei lives."

"If I tell it, my sister and I will die, right?" Kiraf raised his head and asked back.

"If you want to use this as a bargaining chip in negotiation with me, you are totally wrong. You are not qualified to negotiate with me, and I have many other ways to get this information. If you don't want to endure more pain before you die, I advise you to say it directly." Zuo Si sneered and threatened.

Kiraf's face changed slightly, and his brain began to work at high speed, trying desperately to find a way to keep himself and his sister alive.

But Zuo Si no longer had the patience to play games with the brother and sister, so he directly used magic to conduct a very rough memory search.

moment!

Geralf's screams echoed through the streets of Thraben.

By the time Zuo Si got the information he wanted, this genius splicer had completely turned into an idiot without self-awareness and was thrown away on the street like garbage.

His brain and spiritual world have been completely turned into a mess under the influence of powerful magic. It is estimated that only the wishing spell can barely save him.

In comparison, her sister Kisa's situation was slightly better. She was thrown into a box specially used to hold living people, and what awaited her would be endless living experiments.

As the two ringleaders had been eliminated, the horde of undead that poured into the city soon began to wander aimlessly, and were eventually intercepted, killed, and expelled by the subsequent crusading troops.

By the time dawned, Thraben had already recaptured the occupied city gate area and was using the city walls to continuously clear out the undead creatures outside.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Zuo Si.

At this moment, he and Liliana had already come to the vicinity of the Helvault. Looking at the huge moonsilver emitting silver light, he said after a full minute: "Let's do it."

"As you wish..."

Liliana gracefully placed one hand on her chest and bowed, then ignored the knights of the religion who were controlled by magic and released the magic she had prepared.

Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A dazzling silver light burst out from the center of the moon.

Before anyone could react to what was happening, an angel with golden light all over his body appeared out of thin air in midair, holding up the spear in his hand and solemnly announcing: "Good people who still hold on to their faith! Your protector Avacyn is back!"

As these words were blurted out, many crusaders and monks who had originally lost the spell-like abilities they had gained through prayer were surprised to find that their lost powers had returned.

Not only that!

The figure of the archangel also accompanies the sunrise in the early morning, spreading the sacred and warm sunlight to the earth.

The undead creatures outside the city that had not been cleared away in time before, exploded from the inside under the illumination of these holy lights, and then began to spontaneously combust on a large scale, and finally turned into a pool of ashes that drifted away with the wind.

Without a doubt!

This is the Archangel Avacyn created by the ancient planeswalker Sorin Markov using half of his own power!

A powerful life with power and authority comparable to that of a god! The moment she appeared, the entire city of Thraben fell into a carnival.

哪怕是刚刚担惊受怕一夜都没能入眠的居民，还有经历了浴血厮杀的护教军士兵，也都纷纷走上街头跪下来向这位人类的保护神和救世主祈祷。

正所谓失去之后才懂得珍惜。

如果说之前数百年时间的庇护，让这座城市的居民渐渐忘记了以前的生活有多么黑暗、恐怖，那么昨天晚上发生的一切就让他们重新回想起了这一切，并且发自内心的希望类似的情况再也不要降临在自己头上。

当然，随着狱窖被击碎，从里边逃出来的可不仅仅只有大天使艾维欣。

还有之前被她抓捕囚禁的数百只恶魔，以及同样被囚禁在里边长达千年之久的旅法师——砾岩术士娜希丽。

由于在动手之前，左思和莉莲娜就商量好了，所以他们俩分头行动，一个去追杀自己的“债主”恶魔棘泽，另外一个则堵住了刚准备逃回家乡赞迪卡的砾岩术士娜希丽。

“你是谁？为什么要拦住我？”娜希丽眯起眼睛死死盯着近在咫尺的左思。

由于长期受到恶魔那混乱邪恶思想的侵蚀，她此刻看起来既疯狂又危险，原本银色的瞳孔中甚至偶尔会闪过血红的颜色。

“女士，请不要那么充满敌意。别忘了，你能从那块巨大月银中逃出来，还是多亏了我呢。”

左思摊开双手明确表示自己没有任何敌意。

他可是非常清楚，眼前这个留着一头白色短发的寇族女人，是个活了超过六千岁以上的上古旅法师，同时还是索霖·马可夫的徒弟（虽然后来闹翻了），掌握着某些可以将奥札奇引向其他世界的手段。

如非必要，最好不要成为敌人。

“哦？是你打碎了狱窖？”

娜希丽脸上浮现出惊讶之色，同时脸上的敌意也减少了许多。

左思微笑着点了点头：“没错。我之所以出现在这里，其实是想要跟您聊聊关于封印在赞迪卡的三个奥札奇泰坦。”

“奥札奇？等等！距离我被囚禁过去了多久？”

娜希丽这个时候才注意到脚下的瑟班城，以及居住在这座城市周围众多的人口。

要知道她被索霖囚禁的时候，这里还什么都没有，只有那颗闪耀着银色幽光的巨石。

“整整过去一千年了。”

左思不加思索的给出一个确切数字。

听到自己被囚禁了那么久，娜希丽瞬间便的怒不可遏：“什么？一千年！索霖这个混蛋！他怎么敢如此对我！我发誓！一定要给他点颜色看看！对了，赞迪卡还好吗？奥札奇的封印是否已经松动了？”

“目前来说，一切都还算安好。不过就在前不久，我发现有人正在尝试着破坏奥札奇的封印，而且差一点就成功了。请看，这是龙之卷轴，封印着灵龙乌金的灵火。作为当年封印奥札奇的三位上古旅法师之一，你应该很清楚开启封印的两个前置条件。”

说着，左思将卷轴取出来交给对方。

不用问也知道，他这是在为了对付老龙尼可波拉斯拉拢更多的盟友。

“该死！这正是乌金所使用过的灵火！谁？是谁想要开启封印毁灭赞迪卡？”娜希丽眼睛里闪烁着仇恨的光芒。

尽管火花拥有可以随意穿梭时空的能力，但大多数旅法师对于自己的故乡还是很有感情的。

至少索霖·马可夫对于又小、又弱、又贫瘠的依尼翠就相当爱护，不仅创造大天使艾维欣来维持生态平衡，而且还隔绝了像奥札奇这样黑暗虚空生物的威胁。

受到索霖影响很大的娜希丽，骨子里也同样非常爱护自己的故乡，并且仅凭一己之力守护封印长达数千年之久。

当听到有人想要释放奥札奇毁灭赞迪卡，她的反应自然会无比激烈。

不过这也刚好是左思想要得到的结果。

“这一切的幕后黑手是尼可波拉斯，一条强大且恐怖的长老龙旅法师。据我所知，他好像正在谋划着一个阴谋，会对数个时空造成无法挽回的灭世灾难，而赞迪卡就是其中之一。为了与之对抗，我们需要联合更多的人手，在关键时刻给他致命一击。”

左思不慌不忙把自己事先准备好的说辞拿了出来。

联合更多、更强大的旅法师，这就是他现阶段应对老龙威胁的手段。

尤其是像这些实力强悍的上古旅法师，最好一个都别落下。

“尼可波拉斯？我好想听过这个名字……”娜希丽眯起眼睛陷入了沉思。

但还没等她将自己混乱的记忆理顺，左思就先一步补充道：“尼可波拉斯是乌金的双胞胎兄弟，不过他们之间的关系却是敌人。”

“乌金还有兄弟？”

娜希丽瞬间被这个消息给惊到了。

左思微微点了点头：“是啊。很令人感到意外，对不对？

但其实我这里还有一个更震撼的消息，乌金已经在数千年前被尼可波拉斯杀死了。

这也是为什么，他在封印了奥札奇之后就再也没有露面的原因。

眼下，乌金的灵魂正在鞑契时空引导着某位被选中之人打算重新复活。

请相信我，女士。

尼可波拉斯绝对是赞迪卡乃至整个多元宇宙最巨大的威胁之一。”

“好吧，我同意接受你的邀请。不过有些事情，我还需要亲自去确认一下才行。”

对于这些爆炸性的消息，娜希丽显然还并没有完全相信。

因为在数千年前，她曾经亲眼目睹过灵龙乌金的魔法力量有多么强大。

就连不可一世吞噬了无数时空的奥札奇泰坦，在这家伙所施展的魔法面前都被死死的困住。

所以娜希丽始终有点不敢想象，还有谁能干掉这样一位战无不胜的巨龙旅法师。

“当然没问题。”左思摆出了请便的手势。

砾岩术士连一句废话都没有，瞬间便启动火花的力量消失在原地。

不用猜也知道，她的第一站必然是返回赞迪卡查看奥札奇封印的状况。

就在这位砾岩术士前脚刚离开不久，吸血鬼索霖·马可夫后脚便赶到了。

因为不管是失踪许久的大天使艾维欣再次出现，还是狱窖被炸，对于他而言都是绝对不容马虎的头等大事。

不过让这位吸血鬼王者没有想到的是，他没有等来向自己复仇的娜希丽，反倒是等来了一个从未见过的年轻人类。

“你是谁？为什么要打碎狱窖？”索霖瞪着那双充满压迫感的眼睛质问道。

“我的名字叫索斯，如您所见是一名新手旅法师。至于为什么要打破狱窖，当然是为了将大天使艾维欣和娜希丽女士释放出来。”

左思没有选择撒谎或是欺骗，而是大大方方说出了自己的目的。

毕竟索霖可是个造访过无数时空、活了超过万年的吸血鬼，在这样的家伙面前玩弄小聪明，基本就相当于在神明的面前撒谎，结果都是灾难性的。

“艾维欣被困在了狱窖里？”

索霖瞬间皱起眉头，将目光投向半空中那个闪耀着金色光芒的身影。

但很快他就意识到左思说的没错。

也只有被囚禁在狱窖里，自己才没办法感应到这个“半身”的存在。

搞清楚了艾维欣失踪这段时间的去向，索霖马上又将注意集中在了娜希丽身上，摸着下巴用饶有兴致的语气继续追问：“你为什么要释放娜希丽？如果我没记错的话，她好像没有什么人类朋友。”

“您认为我释放娜希丽女士，是为了所谓的友谊？”左思故作惊讶的挑起眉毛。

“难道不是吗？”

索霖嘴角微微上扬露出了两颗锋利的尖牙。

左思轻轻摇了摇头：“不，当然不是。我释放娜希丽女士，是因为位于赞迪卡的奥札奇封印出现了问题。有人正在试图破坏封印，将那三个来自黑暗虚空的可怕怪物释放出来。”

“破坏封印？”

索霖听到这个消息，原本的笑容瞬间凝固在了脸上。

“是的。这是我在乌金之眼从一名旅法师手中获得的卷轴，相信你应该很容易就能辨认出它的作用。”

说着，左思又一次将龙之卷轴递了过去。

这是目前为数不多可以让他取信于对方的东西。

毕竟灵龙乌金所使用的火焰实在是太特殊了，想要百分之百的成功复制几乎是不可能做到的事情。

正如预料中一样，当索霖打开卷轴的刹那，他的脸色就从之前的玩世不恭变成了凝重：“告诉我具体情况！当时在场一共有几位旅法师？”

左思迅速回答道：“不算我和我的同伴，刚好是三位。其中一个是卷轴的偷窃者，第二个则是追捕者，最后还有一个疯疯癫癫明显受到精神控制的家伙。根据我的了解，他们三个都受到了不同程度的操控，而幕后黑手全部都指向了尼可波拉斯，乌金的兄弟。”

“尼可波拉斯？是他！”

与娜希丽的一知半解不同，索霖显然对于这条阴险狡诈的老龙有所耳闻，两只眼睛更是瞬间迸射出骇人的幽光。

"That's right. In order to prevent things from developing in an irreversible direction, I think we need to unite more planeswalkers to prepare to fight against them. Of course, it's not just Lady Nahiri, I hope you can join in as well. After all, Nicol Bolas's conspiracy involves more than just Zendikar, Innistrad can't stay out of it either."

Zuo Si once again used his eloquence to exaggerate, trying to drag the powerful vampire in front of him into the water.

Because he knew that the other party might be able to ignore the destruction of Zendikar, but would never tolerate their hometown of Innistrad turning into nothingness.

Sorin narrowed his eyes in thought for a long time, then raised his head and said, "In principle, I agree to join this alliance, but I will not listen to your instructions on how to do it."

"I have never dreamed of commanding others. I simply acted as a matchmaker to bring together all the planeswalkers who dared to stand up against Nicol Bolas. In addition to this purpose, I have a small personal request, and I hope you can agree to it."

As he spoke, Zuo Si touched his chest and bowed deeply with a very humble attitude.

"Oh? What is that?" Sorin asked with an interested look on his face.

As someone who was skilled in blood and life magic, he could clearly feel the amazing energy contained in the body of this young-looking human in front of him. Even for a planeswalker, it was indeed a bit too much.

Zuo Si looked up at the Archangel Avacyn in the air and said with a smile, "I want to become your disciple and learn the magic of life and creation."

When Suo Lin heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he held his forehead and laughed wildly, "Hahaha! Interesting! So interesting! You want to be my disciple? You don't want to create your own angel, do you?"

"Angel? No, I plan to create a god."

Zuo Si expressed the arrogant ambition hidden in his heart in a very calm tone.

Because the moment he saw the Archangel Avacyn, he already knew what he should do with the energy that had accumulated in the deep well of his soul for who knows how many years.

Since Sorin Markov could create an angel with the power of a demigod or even a full god with half of his own power, why couldn't he use hundreds or even thousands of times more energy to create a living god?

And as far as Zuo Si knew, the life and death of this artificial life was firmly in the hands of the creator himself.

"I like your craziness, young man! But I will be very busy recently and will not have much time to teach you, so you only have three days. You can learn as much as you can within three days."

Suo Lin obviously realized that Zuo Si was not joking but was serious, so he decisively gave a very short deadline.

Obviously, he didn't really want to teach these unique magics, he just wanted to see the young man in front of him get exhausted during the learning process.

It was a dirty trick, one he'd done more than once while teaching Nahiri.

But unfortunately, Sorin didn't know that Zuo Si, who possessed the Mind Library and the Eye of Knowledge, had a terrifying learning ability that was simply incomparable to that of a self-taught spellcaster like the Lithomancer Nahiri.

The gap between the two may be as big as the gap between modern humans and ancient Homo sapiens on Earth.

In fact, most planeswalkers are new learners who have never received any systematic magical education. They basically rely on sparks and talents to continuously strengthen certain abilities.

The final result is that they are often only good at one type of magic, such as Nahiri's lithomancy, Chandra's fire magic, Nissa's nature magic, and so on.

But Zuo Si was different.

He received systematic magic education from the very beginning, especially the vast amount of magical knowledge he acquired in Faerun, which covered almost every aspect.

With such a massive amount of knowledge piled up, he would not limit himself to a certain field, but would choose to take it all without hesitation.

Just when Sorin and Zuo Si reached an agreement, in a forest dozens of kilometers away, Liliana finally caught up with her "creditor" - the demon Griselda.

However, unlike the last time they met where the enemy was strong and she was weak, this time she relied on the power of the [Chain Veil] to easily knock the opponent to the ground.

At this moment, this once arrogant and domineering devil was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy like a clown.

"Please spare me! Please! I can swear to give up my ownership of your soul! I am even willing to become your slave!"

"Forgive you? Swear? Haha, this is really funny. I heard that you can't believe even a word of the devil's oath. Sorry, dear, although I really want to forgive you, the problem is that I really can't do it this time."

Liliana walked closer, reached out and gently stroked the broken horns on Grisel's head, with a hint of pity in her tone.

The moment her fingers left the broken horn, the demon suddenly felt an extremely powerful force suddenly pinching her heart, and then it got tighter and tighter...

It exploded inside with the heaviest bang, and then it fell to the ground twitching and took its last breath.

Looking at the demon corpse lying on the ground, Liliana took out a bag without saying a word, put the corpse in it, and then cast a teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.

Next, she needs to hand over Ji Ze's body to Zuo Si, so that she can revive him again when needed and make him the "creditor" who controls her soul.

(End of this chapter)