"Stop! Who are you?"
When Zuo Si rode his horse close to the gate of the manor, a guard standing on the watchtower immediately shouted.
Almost at the same time, several crossbows standing on the gate wall quickly changed direction, and the thick and sharp giant arrows were all aimed at the sudden man and horse.
Due to the extremely dangerous and harsh living environment of Innistrad, the relationships between people in this world are also extremely tense.
Not to mention strangers, even one's own parents, children, brothers and sisters sometimes cannot be trusted.
Especially in the densely forested province of Kessig, where werewolves appear most frequently, no one can guarantee that their loved ones will not suddenly grow hair, fangs and sharp teeth and turn into a terrifying werewolf one night after nightfall.
When they go to bed, they not only close and lock the doors and windows, but they even sleep in different rooms and lock each other's doors, even couples are no exception.
Otherwise, when you find that your partner has grown black hair and bites your neck, it will be too late.
As someone who knew Innistrad fairly well, Zuo Si had no doubt that if he rushed over on horseback, the other party would pull the trigger without hesitation and nail him and his horse to the ground, so he decisively tightened the reins to stop the mount under his crotch.
He then took off his hood to reveal his young face, and deliberately let the other party see the [Supreme Amulet] inlaid with countless gems hanging around his neck. At the same time, he kicked the heavy money bag hanging on the saddle with his foot and responded directly: "I am a tired traveler, and I am planning to find a safe place to rest for a night and replenish some supplies. If you are willing to help me, I am willing to pay times ten the price as a reward."
moment!
The guard, who was full of vigilance and hostility in the last second, relaxed in the next second, with an unconcealable surprise in his eyes.
But soon, this surprise slowly turned into naked and undisguised greed.
The reason was simple! First of all, Zuo Si didn't look very old, he was the kind of teenager whose hair hadn't even grown out yet, and he didn't look like he was dangerous.
Secondly, he did not have thick hair on his face or on the chest exposed by his collar. To be exact, he did not even have a beard or chest hair. This alone was enough to rule out the possibility that he was a werewolf.
What's more, his clothes, pants and cloak are all embroidered with complicated patterns that look like gold and silver threads, and his belt, gloves and boots are inlaid with a large number of gems and magical metals that shine with strange light. Anyone who is not a fool can realize the expensive manufacturing cost and the top master-level craftsmanship.
For a werewolf who lives in the open air and runs around in the forest all day long, it is considered quite good to have a piece of clothing that barely covers the body without holes. It is impossible for him to afford a full set of luxurious clothes that even the noble lords in their own manors do not have.
Finally, with the aura of a superior emanating from his every move, as well as the priceless [Supreme Amulet] and a bag full of coins, he is most likely the son of a noble family who is traveling.
However, the guards quickly controlled their ever-growing greed and did not choose to kill and rob directly.
Because they know that if anything happens to a young man of this status, his family will track down the murderer at all costs, and then make him pay ten or a hundred times the price. They can't resist it with their own abilities.
Moreover, the other party dared to travel alone in the province of Kessig where werewolves roamed, so who knows what he might rely on.
After a brief discussion with the other guards nearby, the man on the watchtower shouted, "Wait! I'll go notify the steward!"
"Please hurry up! You know the sun is about to set, and I don't want to stay in the wild and dance with wolves." Zuo Si deliberately put on an impatient look and urged.
But this time, the man on the watchtower did not make any response. Instead, he quickly climbed down the ladder and ran towards the sturdy castle not far away.
To defend against a variety of threats, Innistrad's manors are generally built to resemble late medieval castles.
The main body serving as the core of defense is often a three- to four-story solid brick and stone building located in the center of the entire manor. During the day, its doors are often open to facilitate the entry and exit of the master and servants.
But at night it closes and lowers its iron gates, making it impossible for even an army of werewolves or undead to break in.
In addition, there are no windows on the first and second floors of the castle. There are only a few very hidden and narrow observation vents, and only from the third floor onwards there are transparent glass windows.
In addition, all manors will extend outward from the castle to build an outer wall that is somewhat similar to a city wall.
In the enclosed space, crops such as apple trees, wheat, barley, and vegetables are planted in a planned manner, and functional buildings such as warehouses, stables, pig pens, kennels, chicken coops, and duck houses are set up.
Obviously, the things planted and raised within the walls are specifically to meet the needs of the manor owner, servants and serfs, ensuring that there is enough food even if they do not leave the walls when werewolves and zombies are most active.
As for the large tracts of farmland and fruit trees outside the wall without any protection measures, they are the parts that are actually traded.
Generally speaking, only during the short few hours when the sun rises fully would serfs leave the outer walls in groups to work in the fields.
When it began to get dark around two or three o'clock in the afternoon, they would quickly return to the walls to receive the protection of the owner of the manor.
There's no way around it. The main energy attribute of this crappy place, Innistrad, is black, which symbolizes decay and death. So the daytime lasts shorter than in most normal worlds, and the night is much longer.
Those vampires would want to make some noise every now and then, trying every way they could to shorten the day and lengthen the night through various magical rituals.
The most extreme families even have the ambition to plunge Innistrad into a state of eternal night.
These idiots never thought about the fact that if eternal night really came, how would the crops in the fields grow?
Without enough food, how can humans, who are already very fragile, survive?
If humans become extinct on a large scale, where will vampires get food?
No wonder Sorin Markov always had a strong contempt for his relatives and descendants. He was unwilling to associate with them and focused on maintaining balance, even if he was regarded as a traitor by the entire vampire community.
Of course, the extremist werewolves are not much better, and their minds are full of thoughts about how to expand the size of their tribe, and it would be best if all the humans on Innistrad could become the same kind as themselves.
If the number of werewolves really increases to a certain extent, they will probably start killing each other for meat.
The more he understood this world, the more Zuo Si felt sorry for his cheap teacher.
It's really not easy!
It's bad enough that you're surrounded by brainless idiots who don't understand sustainable development, and each one of them is more fond of stirring up trouble than the other. It takes a lot of brain cells just to clean up their messes all day long.
Especially vampires, many of them are related to each other, so it is impossible to kill them.
It's a good thing he was able to endure it for so long without having an outburst.
Putting himself in the other person's shoes, Zuo Si felt that if it were him, he would have overturned the table and launched a purge, integrating forces and implementing iron-fisted rule.
How can you manage the world with a bunch of insects!
Just when he was secretly complaining about the shabby place of Innistrad, "The temple is small but the evil spirits are strong, the water is shallow and there are many turtles," the door that had been closed finally opened slowly again.
A well-dressed old man came out under the protection of several guards. He first looked up and down the young man in front of him carefully, and then bowed with one hand on his chest.
"Dear guest, I am Yolande, the steward of this manor. What is your name?"
"You can call me Soth."
Zuo Si gave his name in a slightly arrogant tone, and showed no intention of dismounting.
Because he understood that the more he did this, the more the other party would think that he was very important and would not dare to easily refuse his request.
After all, in a hierarchical society, the more arrogant a person is, the higher his or her origin and status.
As it turned out, Zuo Si grasped the psychology of the general manager Yuland very accurately.
After briefly weighing the pros and cons, the old man finally made a decision, forced a smile and said, "Mr. Soth, on behalf of the Holander family, I welcome you to be our guest. However, since the host is not in the manor at the moment, we cannot hold a banquet that conforms to etiquette. Please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter. I'm not that picky. I just want a safe place to rest for the night."
After saying this, Zuo Si directly opened the pocket full of gold coins hanging on the saddle, grabbed a handful, and threw it to the guards in a very casual manner.
"Here, these are rewards for you."
moment!
Seeing the golden coins falling, the guards immediately burst into cheers, then lay on the ground and began to scramble frantically for these precious metal coins minted by the holy city of Thraben and recognized by all human settlements.
Two guys even fought each other to get more, rolling and wrestling on the muddy ground.
When the steward Yolande saw this scene, he immediately frowned subconsciously and wanted to scold several times, but he held back at the last moment.
Because it was embarrassing enough that the guards in the manor fought each other for a few gold coins.
If he got involved any more, this young man in front of him, who was suspected to be from a noble family, would definitely look down on the Holander family, so he could only pretend that he saw nothing and raised his arm in a gesture of invitation.
In this way, under the other party's guidance, Zuo Si easily entered the manor.
Along the way, he saw a large number of children who looked pale, thin and malnourished, carrying baskets and carefully picking ripe apples from the trees. Others were carrying heavy wooden basins and pottery jars to feed poultry and livestock.
If there is even the slightest mistake, the adults in charge of supervision will rush up and insult or beat them up. If they are even more unlucky, they will be whipped and their skin will be torn.
It goes without saying that these children were serfs bought at low prices from other places. They were part of the property of the manor owner and had no hope of regaining their freedom until they died.
To be precise, many of them will be worked to death before they reach adulthood, just like the short-lived child laborers in European countries during the Industrial Revolution.
Although the Archangel Avacyn's church and the Crusaders have issued a decree prohibiting the enslavement of humans, its enforcement is only effective within the radiation range of the holy city of Thraben.
Once you arrive in relatively remote areas, similar situations are simply too numerous to count.
Some parents even sold their children to such large estates as serfs in order to give their children a relatively safe environment to grow up in.
Because at least you don't have to worry about your children being killed and eaten by werewolves, vampires, zombies or other dangerous beasts when no one is taking care of them, and the family will also have extra disposable income.
After passing through a fruit grove, Zuo Si was soon taken to the reception room inside the castle.
Butler Yolande personally served a cup of expensive-looking tea, and then began to order the kitchen to prepare a sumptuous dinner.
Less than half a minute after he left, the werewolf mage Yalin opened the door and walked in. She narrowed her eyes and asked bluntly, "Who are you?"
Zuo Si deliberately knocked over the teacup in his hand, stood up suddenly and pretended to be surprised: "Ah! Great Wolf Mother, I finally found you after going through so much hardship."
"Hmm? Have we met before?" Yalin looked puzzled.
"No. I have only heard of your name, and I long to join your tribe."
As he spoke, Zuo Si directly activated the transformation magic he had prepared in advance, turning himself into a werewolf. At the same time, he used his superb acting skills to show a hint of admiration in his eyes.
Seeing the boy in front of her turn into a werewolf, Yalin's originally high alertness instantly dropped by half. She immediately put on a "loving mother" look, with a gentle smile on her face, and said: "I will never refuse any child to join the werewolf family. But before that, can you tell me about your origins?"
"Of course, it's my pleasure."
There was a slight tremor in Zuo Si's voice, perfectly portraying the excitement and excitement of fans meeting their idols.
But privately, he has prepared a large number of instant attack methods.
As soon as there is a chance, he will immediately destroy this werewolf mage and seize the spark that has been ignited in his body.
Poor Yalin had not yet realized that she had become a prey. Instead, she looked at Zuo Si with a look of slight surprise and unexpectedness. She was genuinely happy that another planeswalker like herself had appeared in the werewolf tribe, and she listened with great interest to those fabricated stories.
It must be said that at this moment Zuo Si's extremely deceptive age once again helped him a lot.
After the story was finished, Yalin sighed and said, "It's not easy for you. You chased me halfway around the world all by yourself from such a far place. If I'm not mistaken, you have awakened your spark and become a planeswalker, right?"
"Spark? Planeswalker? What is that?" Zuo Si blinked in confusion.
"Haha, you don't know anything yet? It doesn't matter, I will teach you little by little in the future." Yalin pursed her lips and a faint smile appeared on her face.
In her opinion, this little guy in front of her, who was full of admiration for her and had probably just awakened his spark and become a planeswalker, was simply a great gift from God.
With a little bit of training, he could help himself defeat another competitor, Tovala, and eventually unify the entire werewolf tribe.
However, what Yalin didn't know was that this little trick could never escape Zuo Si, who was always mired in conspiracy and intrigue.
The latter not only saw through her thoughts, but also took advantage of them. He asked in a nervous and slightly shy tone: "Um... can I hug you? Although this is the first time we meet, I can feel the breath of a mother from you."
"Of course, kid. If that's what your deepest desire is, I'd be more than happy to play that role."
As she spoke, Yalin opened her arms on her own initiative, not noticing the fleeting murderous intent.
Without any hesitation!
Seeing that there was a chance to have close contact with the other party, Zuo Si pretended to be so excited that he couldn't control himself and rushed over to hug the "Wolf Mom" tightly, and buried his face in her chest to prevent the other party from seeing his cold eyes.
If it were an adult male, such blatant breast-grabbing behavior would almost certainly be met with strong sanctions.
But if it was a teenager who seemed to be very lacking and longing for maternal love, the situation would be different.
At least at this moment, Yalin was not angry at all. Instead, she gently stroked Zuo Si's hair and soothed him in a very gentle voice: "Okay, my child, from now on you will no longer be alone. You will have countless brothers and sisters, and I, your mother..."
Before she could finish her words, she suddenly realized something was wrong.
For some reason, my originally calm spark began to lose control and was resonating with another spark in a way that could not be described in words.
The object of resonance was the young man lying in his arms.
Almost at the same time, "Wolf Mom" also felt that the two arms around her waist were getting tighter and tighter, squeezing her muscles and internal organs like an iron clamp, making her feel unbearable pain.
She tried to break free, but found that the other party was incredibly strong. She wanted to use the power of sparks to escape, but the sparks were in a state of resonance and she couldn't mobilize energy like usual.
"Damn it! What are you doing? Let me go!"
Yalin was obviously a little panicked. A lot of hair began to grow on her body and she turned into a werewolf. She wanted to use her claws and sharp teeth to force the other party to release her.
Unfortunately, just as she completed the transformation, she saw that Zuo Si had changed from a werewolf into a half-dragon with dark blue scales all over his body, and a white protective layer like plaster covering his body.
The fourth ring magic [Stoneskin]! A very effective protective magic that can reduce or even completely defend against physical attacks.
When the claws grabbed it, only a layer of stone debris splashed up, and no trace was left on the scales at all.
"I'm sorry, but what I want is not brothers and sisters, nor you, the wolf mother, but the spark of the planeswalker in my body.
You know what? The biggest mistake you made was letting me get close to you.
Now, you can neither unleash the power of the Spark to teleport to other worlds, nor break free from my bonds.
So give up struggling and just accept your fate, because it's all in vain.
The more you struggle, the longer the process will last and the more painful it will be.”
As he said this, Zuo Si allowed the werewolf planeswalker to scratch and bite him, and simply increased the strength of his arms.
The next second...
Phew!
Snap!
“Ah…
Not only that!
The internal organs near the waist also ruptured under the pressure of the huge external force. Important organs including the kidneys, liver, intestines, etc. began to bleed profusely. Several ribs near the bottom were also broken, and one of them pierced the skin and muscles, and came out of the back with blood.
The horrifying scene was enough to make anyone who saw it feel their scalp tingling and produce extremely real phantom pain.
At this moment, no matter how stupid the werewolf planeswalker was, he understood that this was actually a conspiracy.
There is no teenage werewolf who adores her and considers her a mother, only a cunning hunter who wants to steal Spark.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Zuo Si's greatest characteristic is that once he sets a goal, he will abandon all unnecessary kindness and sympathy, and will stop at nothing to achieve his goal. He will never give up because of soft-heartedness or other factors.
He paid no attention to Yalin's desperate and pleading eyes, raised his dragon claws and inserted them into the place where the heart was, and took out the glowing Planeswalker Spark bit by bit at a very slow speed.
During this process, a large amount of blood gushed out of the wound, and the victim was in so much pain that his whole body twitched violently and uncontrollably.
Of course, this was not Zuo Si deliberately torturing the other party, but the Planeswalker's spark must be taken out while the other party is alive, otherwise it is very likely to be completely extinguished with the death of the other party.
After getting what he wanted, he immediately threw Yalin to the ground like trash, letting her blood stain the expensive carpet red.
After a while, the werewolf mage breathed his last in pain.
"Hmm... a spark composed mainly of green energy and a little red energy? It seems that this thing is more suitable for druids and rangers rather than mages specializing in necromancy. But it doesn't matter. After obtaining the spark, Shane VII can slowly transform it to make it more suitable for black and blue."
After feeling the spark for a while, Zuo Si used his unique technique to absorb it into his body for safekeeping.
Just a few seconds later, he pulled out a thick stack of planeswalker cards from inside the spark.
Needless to say, these cards all belonged to the dead Yalin.
Most of the summoned creatures are various kinds of wolves and werewolves, and the spells are mainly based on nature and transformation magic. There is basically nothing that can make people feel bright.
The only interesting gadget is the one that can release red smoke over a large area, causing the person who inhales it to be quickly infected with the werewolf curse.
Through these cards, Zuo Si quickly confirmed his previous inference, that is, this werewolf mage was really very weak, so weak that the strongest summoned creature was just a magic wolf captured from an unknown time and space, and he also made this wolf into a follower card named "Patience".
The biggest feature of this follower is that it can summon and control nearby canine creatures that are weaker than itself by howling at any time and anywhere. It can also enlarge or reduce its size as needed, and will cause additional bleeding damage when biting.
If there is no corresponding magical means to stop the bleeding, the unlucky person who is bitten will soon die from excessive blood loss.
When the level of "Patience" reaches a certain level, you will gain some spell-like abilities, such as making your teeth poisonous, spraying corrosive acid from your mouth, etc.
Before Yalin's scream before dying attracted the servants and the steward, Zuo Si quickly cast a teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.
As soon as he left, Yolande rushed in with a large group of servants and fully armed guards, breaking open the door.
When they saw the werewolf's body lying on the ground, they all gasped involuntarily.
The head steward held his hand over his heart and shouted in a shocked and angry voice: "Who can tell me what is going on? Why is there a werewolf in the manor?"
"Master... Butler! The clothes this werewolf is wearing seem to be exactly the same as those worn by the doctor we invited before." A maid reminded cautiously.
"What?!"
Butler Yolande was startled for a moment and hurried closer to check. As expected, he found the white shirt, black vest, tight trousers and boots torn by the transformation.
Especially the iconic scar across his left eye, which confirmed the maid's guess on the spot. He immediately roared in anger: "Who invited this doctor?"
"My lord, it's... it's me."
A male servant stood up with a panicked look on his face.
Before he could even defend himself, Butler Yolande kicked him to the ground with a bang, and shouted to the guards nearby: "Push this idiot down and lock him up in the dungeon! He almost killed all of us!"
"As you wish!"
The guard was obviously very angry and ignored the poor servant's cries and pleas for mercy. He just beat him up and then dragged the poor guy away with his face covered in blood.
Everyone present knew that the final outcome that awaited him was to die of starvation and thirst in the dungeon.
After the servant's cries completely died down, a guard lowered his voice and asked, "Butler, do you think that the young man who calls himself Soth knew the true identity of the werewolf disguised as a doctor, so he deliberately entered the manor to find an opportunity to kill him? Could he be the legendary high-level demon hunter in the church?"
"It's hard to say. We need to report this matter to the master immediately, and notify the nearby Crusaders to come and confirm the identity of the werewolf. In short, if Lord Soth appears again, remember to be respectful, as he is most likely a big shot from the holy city of Thraben." Yolande warned in a serious tone.
After all, anyone who is not blind can see that there are two main reasons for Yalin's death.
One was caused by the waist being strangled by a huge force, and the other was caused by heavy bleeding due to a puncture in the chest.
No matter which one it is, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.
After all, werewolves are known for their great strength, speed, and endurance.
The old steward simply couldn't imagine how a young man like Zuo Si, who didn't look like he had much muscle, could break a werewolf's waist with just his arms.
Or rather...
Is the other party really human?
Could it be a powerful race like vampires, angels or demons pretending to be them? The more Yolande thought about it, the more worried he became. In addition to sending a few messengers, he forbad anyone to leave the wall for the next few days, fearing that the monsters lurking in the depths of the jungle would take advantage of them.
Zuo Si was apparently unaware of the panic that his hunting of Yalin had inadvertently caused.
At this moment, he was being forced by his cheap teacher Sorin to practice swordplay and close combat.
I don't know what's wrong with this vampire planeswalker. As soon as they met, he threw a sword at me and launched a fierce attack without saying a word. His bellicosity is exactly the same as Nahiri's.
It really is a lineage! But this time is different from before. Due to the substantial improvement of various basic attributes, Zuo Si finally won't be crushed by the opponent in terms of strength and agility, but can barely be evenly matched.
The power was a big advantage, and at the beginning, the unprepared Sorin almost suffered a great loss.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! As the metal weapons collided, the two heavy broadswords finally couldn't bear the weight and broke apart at the gaps.
Judging from the degree of the sword's shattering, it was obvious that the impact was too powerful, so that dense cracks appeared inside the sword.
"Not bad! That's progress!"
Sorin Markov nodded in satisfaction and dropped the remaining half of his weapon.
"Dear mentor, I really don't understand why you care so much about my swordsmanship level, but are indifferent to my progress in learning magic." Zuo Si also threw away half of his training sword and complained in a low voice.
Because this is so un-Travelmaster-like.
Although there are all kinds of weird people in the planeswalker circle, including archery, keeping pets, and directly engaging in hand-to-hand combat with axes, there is nothing that planeswalkers cannot do, as long as you can't think of it.
But those powerful people standing at the top of the pyramid all rely mainly on magical powers.
In Zuo Si's opinion, swordsmanship and close combat are just a hobby to play with casually, and there is no need to train them to the level of Nahiri and Sorin to form their own style.
After all, this not only takes up a lot of time and energy, but also requires constant fighting with various enemies and slowly finding your own rhythm, which is really not worth the effort.
Sorin pursed his lips into a playful smile and replied, "As someone who can master the magic of life creation in just a few days, should I really worry about your progress in learning magic? In contrast, you are too lazy in swordsmanship and close combat. And... you should have met Nahiri, right?"
"Oh? How did you know?"
Zuo Si immediately showed an expression of disbelief.
"Your sword told me.
Anyone who has fought with Nahiri will subconsciously retain some habitual movements for a short period of time.
Because her fighting style is so unique, anyone with a slow reaction speed would find it difficult to cope with it.
But if you keep up with this frequency, it will inevitably leave a corresponding mark.
Besides, my nose is very sensitive, and I can smell the faint scent of Nahiri's blood on you."
Sorin explained with a half-smile.
"A subconscious reaction and the smell of blood? I see!"
Zuo Si instantly understood why this cheap teacher forced him to practice swordplay and fighting as soon as they met. It turned out that he smelled Nahiri's blood and wanted to confirm it in this way.
Obviously, simply using a cleaning spell to remove blood stains that were accidentally stained on the body would not be able to escape the vampire's innate keen sense of blood.
Especially for an ancient vampire planeswalker like Sorin, whose lifespan may be second only to Ugin and Nicol Bolas, his nose might be more useful than a genetic detector.
"Tell me, what did you talk about with her? And how is she now?" Suo Lin asked with interest.
Zuo Si's brain worked at high speed, and in less than a second he responded immediately: "Ms. Nahiri's mental state is very unstable.
Perhaps because she was imprisoned in the Hellvault for too long and was influenced by the demonic mind, she became very crazy and had a tendency to self-mutilate and bloodthirst.
Most importantly, she is now filled with hatred towards you and is eager for revenge.
I just had a sword fight with her, and she chased me and teased me for several days."
"Crazy? Self-harming? Bloodthirsty? Want to take revenge on me?"
Sorin obviously realized the potential danger of his former apprentice, and his expression quickly turned serious.
You have to know that the reason why he was able to defeat Nahiri a few centuries ago was entirely because the opponent did not know that he had the Archangel Avacyn as a trump card. As a result, he lost in a two-to-one situation and did not choose to use the power of the spark to escape.
If the fight were to take place again now, it would be unclear who would win.
Given Nahiri's personality, she might choose to defeat them one by one, secretly deal with the Archangel Avacyn first, and then seek revenge on me.
After all, in order to maintain the fragile ecological balance of Innistrad, Avacyn has to go out every day to deal with demons and vampires that humans can't handle at all, and it's very easy for them to be caught in traps set in advance.
Thinking of this, Solin finally showed a worried look on his face, and asked in an uncertain tone: "How do you think she will retaliate?"
Zuo Si deliberately pretended to be embarrassed and thought for a long time before he analyzed seriously: "It's hard to say. For a half-crazy person, no matter what he does, it's not strange.
But if it were me, I might choose to find a way to destroy the archangel Avacyn first, and then break the Eldrazi seal on the plane of Zendikar and lure all three titans to Innistrad.
You have to know that when it comes to revenge, the most important thing is to make the other person lose what he or she cherishes most and experience unprecedented pain and despair.
Since you value your hometown so much that you spent a lot of time and energy on it, and even consumed half of your power to create the Archangel Avacyn as your patron saint, you will definitely be a very conspicuous target in the eyes of Lady Nahiri."
"Damn it!"
Zuo Si's analysis instantly made Suo Lin unable to maintain his previous composure. He broke down on the spot, and a trace of regret appeared in his eyes.
Because he knew that if Nahiri did that, then Innistrad would be doomed.
Even if the newly resurrected spirit dragon Ugin was brought in to help seal the Eldrazi, the devastated ecosystem would never be able to return to its previous state.
Innistrad is not a high-magic plane like Zendikar where energy is about to overflow. Instead, it is a relatively barren and weak world. Once the balance is broken, it is a pipe dream to restore it.
Seeing that Sorin was frightened by the scene he had described, Zuo Si immediately took the opportunity to encourage him, "Dear mentor, the seal of Zendikar is no longer safe. I think it is time to transfer the Eldrazi to other planes for sealing."
"You don't want to..."
Suo Lin obviously guessed something and his eyes widened in shock.
"Yes! You guessed it! I have found a place perfect for sealing the Eldrazi."
Zuo Si opened his arms and waved his ten fingers, creating the illusion of the bottomless abyss, the devil's hometown, in the air.
"As you can see, this is a place filled with chaos and evil, a huge nest where endless demonic creatures are constantly being born. Most importantly, it has abundant energy, enough to attract the Eldrazi to come. Now, all you have to do is provide all the sealing technology, and I will take care of the rest myself."
Sorin was obviously moved, and immediately asked, "How can you guarantee that you can convince Nahiri to accept this plan?"
"It's simple! Tell her I have a way to rid Zendikar of the threat of the Eldrazi forever. In fact, Lady Nahiri is very similar to you in some ways. Both of you have a very special feeling for your hometown, so it is not difficult to convince her to accept it." Zuo Si gave his assurance confidently.
"Wait here. I need to seek Wu Jin's opinion."
After saying that, Solin ignored Zuo Si's reaction and directly activated the power of sparks and disappeared on the spot.
Less than half an hour later, he came back with something that looked like a scale and stuffed it into the hand of his cheap apprentice.
"Here, all of Ugin's research on the Eldrazi is here, including the draconic runes it used to seal it.
But there is one thing you must remember, that is, you must never kill any of the Eldrazi Titans, you can only seal them temporarily.
Because the Eldrazi are projections from the dark void, no one knows what their true form is, let alone what role they play in the complex universe.
Wu Jin has emphasized more than once that the disaster caused by killing the Eldrazi is likely to be ten thousand times more serious than the harm caused by them devouring hundreds of worlds. "
"Please do not worry. I agree with Lord Ugin on this matter. I will never try to kill any Eldrazi titan."
Zuo Si made the promise without even thinking about it.
Kill Emrakul, Ulamog, and Kozilek?
What a joke! He was still counting on these three world-destroying monsters to be used as "nuclear bombs" placed on the launch silo to deter those enemies that he could not defeat for the time being.
As for why it was sent to the Abyss instead of other planes, it was of course because the will of the Abyss and the demons it bred were the most powerful. Under the leadership of the Queen of Chaos, they once launched a grand war that swept across the universe. Its potential is simply unmatched by other planes.
With these guys around, even if the Odrachi break free from the seal and escape one day, they will not be able to kill the endless army of demons in a short period of time, which can buy Zuo Si enough time to react and prepare.
He didn't care how many demons would die, how many lords would be killed, or how much energy of the abyss plane would be consumed during this period of time.
In this way, over the next few days, Zuo Si began to study the knowledge recorded in the scales, as well as Wu Jin's detailed research records on the Eldrazi. If he encountered something he didn't understand, he would immediately ask Sorin.
If Sorin couldn't answer that, he would leave immediately to find Ugin.
In just a few days, Zuo Si's knowledge of the Dark Void and the special life form of the Eldrazi increased exponentially.
In addition, with the help of those dragon runes, he also figured out the nature of some of Wu Jin's attributeless magic, and at least he could use the other party's famous "Soul Fire".
(End of this chapter)
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