As the most special of the many magical metals in the continent of Faerun, "refined silver" is neither as light as mithril, which is much lighter than steel, nor does it have the incomparable hardness of refined gold. It also cannot cooperate with the camp attributes to break the opponent's magical protection like cold iron.
To be precise, it is too "soft" to be used as a weapon or armor on its own.
The biggest function is to coat the weapon so that it gains an additional "magic-breaking" effect against evil creatures.
If ordinary silver is just a poison that makes demons feel uncomfortable, then refined silver is the king of poisons.
Even the most powerful Balrog in the Abyss would not be able to remain safe after being forced to drink a bottle of refined silver.
After all, the internal organs are always more fragile than the skin, muscles, and scales covering the body, and this is true even for alien creatures such as demons and devils.
From the moment the refined silver enters the mouth, it will begin to corrode and tear the mouth like a strong acid, and then enter the chest and abdominal cavities along the esophagus, wantonly destroying it from the inside while strangling its powerful regenerative ability until the demon is tortured to death.
What’s worse is that this is not a quick process, but an extremely slow process.
A powerful enough demon might even be tortured for ten minutes, an hour or two, or even several days or weeks.
Only by using magic can it be cleared from the body.
As a former planeswalker who has conquered several time and space, Ob Nixilis is undoubtedly the most powerful demon.
In particular, he is very good at using red and black mana, drawing vitality, magic and life force from others to continuously strengthen himself.
It has even launched massacres in certain invaded worlds more than once, and its basic attributes have long exceeded the limits that many creatures can imagine.
If it weren't for Nahiri's unique lithotripsy seal, Zuo Si had no doubt that even with his own power as an ancient blue dragon, he might not be able to suppress this unusually strong and tall demon in front of him.
It was also because of this that Ob Nixilis's reaction after being forced to drink the refined silver seemed particularly painful and desperate.
He could even clearly feel the refined silver starting from his throat and spreading in his body little by little. It destroyed his vocal cords in just a few seconds, so that he couldn't even scream. He could only twist his body and struggle desperately to vent the pain.
Some joints even dislocated and broke due to excessive twitching, making creepy cracking sounds.
At this moment, Ob Nixilis was like a master mime actor, performing a play called "torture" with pure body language, expressions and eyes.
In comparison, the performance of the famous actor Charlie Chaplin seems so exaggerated, artificial, lacking in reality and soul.
After all, the latter is simply observation, imitation and performance, while the former is the most genuine expression of emotion.
It's like when an actor is acting a crying scene, crying with skilled techniques is definitely not as realistic as crying after being hit hard in the face.
The shocking scene was indescribable, and the raccoons and monkeys from "New Capena" nearby were so scared that they wet their pants.
Although they are all ruthless gang members, they have also "dealt with" many people under the orders of gang bosses.
But I have never seen such a devil who can sublimate torture to the level of "art".
If it were in "New Capena", the two were 100% sure that Zuo Si would be quickly promoted to the gang leader's right-hand man and also the darling of the upper class.
Because those "big shots" who are high and mighty like this kind of "artistic performance" with obvious dark, cold and cruel characteristics the most, and they get a decadent and twisted pleasure from it.
Even the well-informed Nahiri couldn't help but comment: "I have to admit that in the field of making people feel that life is worse than death, you have indeed far surpassed the demons and reached an unprecedented height. But as far as I know, Ob Nixilis's spark has been extinguished, shattered by my lithomancy crystal. No matter how much you abuse him, he can't..."
Before the Lithomancer could finish his words, a crystal fragment shining with dark purple light suddenly flew out of the demon's skull and fell to the ground with a thud.
Immediately afterwards, a flash of red light suddenly shone from Ob Nixilis's sturdy chest.
The dazzling light was so bright that people couldn't even open their eyes.
Almost at the same time, the unrest from the dark void enveloped the entire fortress inside the mountain.
Needless to say, under such extreme pain and despair, Ob Nixilis once again ignited his own spark and officially became a planeswalker.
Apparently, Nahiri hadn't actually destroyed the Spark, but had instead embedded a hedron into his bones, rendering the Spark completely incapable of functioning.
After all, this kind of crystal can seal even powerful creatures like the Eldrazi Titan, not to mention a mere second-rate planeswalker.
But unfortunately, just when Ob Nixilis wanted to take this opportunity to escape, the sealing effect formed by Lithotomy prevented the re-ignited spark from exerting its powerful ability to teleport across time and space.
As the densely packed runes on the ground, walls, ceiling and stone pillars began to shine with golden light, the restless energy was quickly suppressed.
Nahiri's gravel creations would have to imprison a second-rate planeswalker like Ob Nixilis, let alone Sorin Markov, an ancient planeswalker whose lifespan was second only to Ugin and Nicol Bolas, and be unable to move.
The best proof of this is the "Sorin Rock", a tourist attraction in Innistrad that was once famous in the original plot and attracted countless time travellers from other time periods.
not to mention……
Zuo Si had no intention of giving Ob Nixilis any chance to escape.
The moment the spark was ignited, he walked forward, transformed his right arm directly into a dragon claw, and inserted it into the chest of the demon with a puff.
The next second...
Ob Nixilis's spark began to enter a state of "resonance" uncontrollably.
He opened his mouth and tried desperately to shout something, his eyes revealing the fear in his heart, but his damaged vocal cords prevented him from saying anything.
He could only watch helplessly as the spark he had just ignited was forcibly stripped away and slowly absorbed into the body of the young human planeswalker in front of him.
But that's not all! Zuo Si also did not let go of Ob Nixilis's body, which had absorbed the magic, vitality, and life force of millions, tens of millions, and even billions of living beings.
In the blink of an eye, the opponent's tall, strong, powerful and energetic body became shriveled and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally only a skeleton wrapped in black and red skin remained.
Zuo Si also quickly grew from a young man of about 1.6 meters in height to a young man over 1.8 meters in height.
Although from the outside, he does not have the kind of well-developed muscles that can be compared to a bodybuilder.
But he was very clear that with the influx of a large amount of vitality, life force and magic power, his body structure, cells, brain, nerves, muscle fibers and other aspects had been epically strengthened.
This rapid growth is its outward manifestation.
The strength attribute has skyrocketed from 55 points to 65 points;
Agility also increased from 27 to 35, and Constitution increased from 42 to 55.
Perception increased from thirty to forty; Intelligence increased from forty to forty-eight;
Charm has also reached fifty points...
There is no doubt that the reason why Ob Nixilis has such a powerful body is, on the one hand, because he is a demon and often kills people, and on the other hand, he has a special magic that can draw power from others.
Although any planeswalker with a spark can extract magic, life force, and vitality from dead enemies in battle, the conversion efficiency and utilization rate are obviously far lower than this guy's.
Through characters such as Ob Nixilis and Nicol Bolas, who are traditionally defined as "villains", it is not difficult to see that after becoming a planeswalker, the more evil and unscrupulous one is, the faster one can grow and gain powerful strength that surpasses other planeswalkers.
Ob Nixilis, in particular, has not been a planeswalker for long, but his strength is not weak at all. In some time and space, he is even given the title of "Demon King".
Even though he had no power to resist the Lithomancer Nahiri, she was an ancient planeswalker with thousands of years of lifespan who had participated in the sealing of three Eldrazi titans and had been instructed by Sorin Markov and the spirit dragon Ugin. Those gravel creations were densely covered with powerful magic runes.
This is also why the old dragon Nicol Bolas wants to break the seal and release the Eldrazi.
The root of the problem was that he was afraid of the power that Nahiri possessed, and he wanted to use this method to make the former master and disciple completely turn against each other, eliminating the possibility of any cooperation between them.
At least in Zuo Si's opinion, Nahiri is much more dangerous than Sorin.
Whether it's the gravel magic she mastered, or her extreme personality that would drive her into madness once stimulated.
After successfully draining Ob Nixilis, Zuo Si then used necromancy magic to forcibly pull the demon's soul from its dying body, making it into a top-level soul gem that radiated a brilliant and evil light.
As a person who hates waste, he will not kill Ob Nixilis easily. Instead, he will dig out all the magic and secrets that the other party possesses from his soul without leaving anything behind.
Finally, he erased his memory and personality bit by bit, and used the emblem of the Lord of Hell given to him by Asmodeus and the deep and evil top soul quality of Ob Nixilis to personally create a new form of archdevil that surpassed the Hell Fiend.
Of course, the skinny body wasn't wasted.
Zuo Si directly activated his creator ability and transformed it into a creepy set of legendary leather armor in just a few minutes.
After doing all this, he turned around and asked the stunned Lithomancer with a smile: "Madam, what were you talking about just now?"
Nahiri's mouth twitched noticeably, and she immediately shook her head. "No, it's nothing. Just pretend I never said anything. Ob Nixilis falling into your hands is truly the greatest misfortune of my life. But I'm curious, how on earth did you manage to store multiple sparks in your body, or in your soul?"
"Huh? Aren't other planeswalkers capable of this?" Zuo Si was slightly stunned.
He had always believed that this was something that all planeswalkers could do easily.
"Who told you you could?"
Nahiri raised an eyebrow, her eyes filled with intense curiosity.
Although the abilities of planeswalkers are varied, some of them are so weird that it's hard to even complain about them because there are so many things to complain about.
However, this was the first time that the Lithomancer had seen a situation where more than two sparks could be controlled at the same time and ensure that they would not be strongly interfered with each other.
Before, Nahiri felt that the spark in the body of this young junior always gave people a very strange sense of disharmony.
But he never expected that the other party actually had more than one spark hidden in his body and even in his soul.
Zuo Si subconsciously frowned and asked in an uncertain tone: "So... my situation is very special?"
"More than special!"
Nahiri suddenly came closer without warning, staring at Zuo Si's eyes with her pupils flashing with silver light, and at the same time, with a skillful movement like a female hooligan, she tore open the latter's collar and put her hand deep into it, stroking the skin from collarbone to heart and then to abdomen.
After several minutes, she couldn't help licking her lips and burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! As expected! Not only can you force other people's sparks to go out of control, but you can also use their power to a certain extent. Tell me, what exactly happened to you? Or did you encounter some strange events that are difficult to describe and understand at the moment you ignited the spark?"
Hearing this, Zuo Si fell silent for an instant and began to replay the scene of the spark being ignited in his memory, as well as what happened after he was forcibly pulled into the dark void.
Time passed by minute by minute...
The two of them maintained an ambiguous attitude that could easily lead to misunderstanding.
Especially the slightly crazy Nahiri, who neither urged nor withdrew her hands from deep into her clothes, but instead kept groping up and down.
Those who knew understood that this was to confirm the interaction between the multiple sparks in Zuo Si's body, while those who didn't thought that she wanted to "an old cow eating young grass".
After about ten minutes, Zuo Si came back to his senses from his deep thoughts and described softly: "In fact, before I ignited the spark, I obtained the legacy of another planeswalker, which is another spark.
So at the moment of ignition, it is not actually just one spark that is at work.
Instead, he was affected by the resonance of the two sparks, which were then absorbed into his body and entered the dark void at the same time.
For a long time in the future, my own spark will continue to influence the other spark, making it very easy for me to make errors even when teleporting across time and space on my own.
But as the spark level increases, this effect begins to become smaller and weaker, and eventually transforms into a unique ability - spark resonance and connection.
This means that as long as I am close enough to a planeswalker, I can interfere with the normal operation of the other party's spark.
For example, you and I are in this situation now..."
Having said this, Zuo Si suddenly paused, and immediately activated his unique ability to the maximum extent.
Before Nahiri could react, she immediately realized that her sparks were beginning to run wild out of control.
Whether it is teleporting across time and space, or summoning and using various cards, it becomes very, very difficult.
Fortunately, her spark level was much higher, and she pushed Zuo Si away before the interference reached its limit, otherwise she would have been in great danger.
When the two men were further apart, the Lithomancer suddenly showed a lingering fear on his face. He raised his head and asked, "Is this the trump card you are going to use against Nicol Bolas?"
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right. To be exact, this is just one of my trump cards. I won't put all my hopes on one thing. And as my spark level increases, this interference ability will become stronger and stronger, and in the end I won't even need to touch the target."
"I see.
I think I understand what happened to you.
Because the moment you ignited the spark, it resonated with the spark left by another planeswalker, so both sparks have actually become part of your own power.
And because you are influenced by two sparks at the same time from the beginning, you slowly adapt to the situation and develop unique abilities.
This is not surprising.
Just the opposite!
Each planeswalker will have a preference for different colors of mana based on his or her upbringing, environment, knowledge, and level of cognition, and will ultimately create special abilities that suit him or her.
Ugin's curiosity and thirst for knowledge gave him the ability to transform matter into attributeless energy; Sorin's desire to maintain balance on Innistrad gave him the ability to fuse the opposing forces of white and black mana into one, giving him the power to both create and destroy life.
As for me…
I have established a close connection with the earth, so the spark can incorporate other magical powers when using the Sparkle Stone, or make it extremely solid, or have sealing properties, or release twisted mental energy to drive people crazy.
In contrast, your situation is more special and has unimaginable potential to be tapped.
By the way, your spark should also have no attributes like Wu Jin, right?"
After saying this, Nahiri exuded an inexplicable excitement and anticipation.
At this moment, she finally understood why the young man before her had dared to challenge Nicol Bolas.
If this special spark resonance ability is developed to the extreme, it will become the nemesis of all planeswalkers, even the notorious "Dragon Lord" is no exception.
If the sneak attack is successful, Nicol Bolas will lose his most powerful ability as a planeswalker and can only fight as an elder dragon, a direct descendant of the Primeval Dragon.
Although the Elder Dragon's power and the knowledge, magic, and combat experience accumulated over tens of thousands of years are also very strong and difficult to deal with, compared to its previous invincible appearance, the dawn of victory can be clearly seen.
Zuo Si responded meaningfully, "No, ma'am. Although my situation is somewhat similar to Wu Jin's, there are actually some differences.
First of all, I don't have the power like Ugin to transform matter into energy. I can only transform energy between different attributes. Secondly, strictly speaking, my spark is not attributeless, but has all attributes, or universal attributes. Finally, and most importantly, after your reminder, I suddenly found that I can perfectly simulate the abilities of any planeswalker, including the life magic that Master Sorin created for the Archangel Avacyn.
However, this should not be the power of my own spark, but comes from the legacy of another planeswalker.
If you don't mind, could I follow you and learn lithomancy for a while?"
Nahiri agreed without hesitation.
She seemed to understand a little bit why Solin, who was full of arrogance and conceit, suddenly chose to accept Zuo Si as his disciple and taught him his most proud magic of creating life without reservation.
Because this former mentor obviously noticed the difference between Zuo Si and those other new generation of planeswalkers.
You know, when it comes to discovering and tapping students' potential, Solin has always done an excellent job and is a very good teacher.
“谢谢。不过在此之前，我需要先把这两个家伙交给尼可·波拉斯。你有没有兴趣一起来？”左思主动发出了邀请。
可娜希丽显然对老龙相当忌惮，立马摇头拒绝道：“还是算了吧。我可不确定以自己现在的精神状态，在见到那个家伙的时候还能保持冷静跟理智。”
“那可真是太遗憾了。我还打算把你介绍给尼可·波拉斯认识，然后趁机多往他的阴谋和计划中塞几个自己人呢。不过没关系，我还有其他的备用计划。”
说罢，左思直接带上来自“新卡佩纳”浣熊和猴子，直接发动火花瞬间传送到了一个叫做“阿拉若”的世界。
确切地说是“阿拉若”时空五个碎片世界中的“格利极”。
在这里，人类完全暴露在恶魔和各种惊惧中间不断遭到残忍猎杀，环境中那微薄的生命能量使得他们如果想要生存下来，就必须比猎杀自己的怪物更快一步，从而催生了很多有趣的法术跟发明创造。
毕竟要是再不拼一拼，估计整个种族都会彻底灭绝。
除此之外，还有野心勃勃的死灵术士跟他们麾下无穷无尽的亡灵大军，也在日夜不停地厮杀，争夺这片土地的最终归属。
其中有个叫做塞基斯的家伙，甚至给自己冠以“巫妖王”的头衔，不断的进攻一座埋藏了数千万尸骸的古老陵寝，妄图以一己之力统一整个格利极。
而这片土地上最强的生物——半龙半恶魔的墨非葛，其实是早就暗中投靠了尼可·波拉斯成为其左膀右臂。
更要命的是，在“阿拉若”时空的其他四个碎片世界中，也有不少受到老龙控制的棋子，并且都已经爬上了各自阵营很高的位置。
随着时间的流逝，五个碎片世界“班特”、“艾斯波”、“勇得”、“纳雅”和“格利极”正在重新合而为一。
当它们彼此的边缘与其他世界碰撞到一起时，相互之间必然会爆发一场前所未有的惨烈战争。
不过对于尼可·波拉斯而言，这些凡人的死活根本无关紧要。
他要的是阿拉若的五个世界发生剧烈碰撞时，从伤口渗透出来的“甘露”，也就是维持时空存在的根源法术力。
通过汲取这些能量，他就能恢复一部分力量，为接下来的计划做准备。
毕竟随着时间裂隙导致的火花质变，尼可·波拉斯已经能够感受到自己的身体正在以难以置信的速度衰老，积累了两万多年的力量也在不断流逝。
哪怕自己依旧是旅法师中最强大的存在； 哪怕是传承自太初之龙的直系血脉； 可这一切都不能阻止死亡的不断逼近。
毫无疑问，他目前正在跟时间赛跑。
只要能完成那个宏伟的计划，利用其他旅法师的火花成功释放出“长者咒语”，尼可·波拉斯便能重新获得永恒不朽的生命，以及随意创造时空、毁灭世界的无敌力量。
正当他习惯性的反复检查整个计划每一个细节，确保不会有任何疏漏的时候，恶魔龙墨非葛突然摇晃着从外面走了进来，用一种令人毛骨悚然的声音汇报道：“主人，外面有一个自称索斯的年轻人说是要见您。另外，他还带了两个俘虏。”
“索斯？”
尼可·波拉斯脑海中瞬间浮现出左思的相貌，以及对方当初在自己面前侃侃而谈的画面，立刻抿起嘴角浮现出玩味的笑容，直截了当吩咐道：“把他带进来吧，还有那两个俘虏。”
“如您所愿。”
墨非葛弯下腰鞠了一躬，转身离开了这座巨大的墓穴。
看着这条魔龙的背影，尼可·波拉斯下意识皱起了眉头。
不用问也知道，他一点也不喜欢心腹手下走路的姿态，甚至可以说是厌恶跟鄙夷。
作为一条龙来说，这样的移动姿势实在是太过不像样，既不优雅也没有气势，明显是源自于另外一半恶魔血统的缘故。
不过尼可·波拉斯最终还是没有说什么。
毕竟墨非葛还是一个非常有用的家伙，而且迄今为止从未犯下过任何致命错误。
大概几分钟之后，魔龙就带着左思从巨大的圆拱形通道内走了进来。
“非常荣幸能够得到您的接见，伟大的龙尊。依照约定，我提前为您送来了两个拥有尚未觉醒火花的人。”
左思率先行礼并主动表明来意。
与上一次被中途拦截不同，由于有了更多底牌的关系，所以他表现的格外淡定、从容、自信。
尼可·波拉斯也敏锐的察觉到了这一点，立刻似笑非笑称赞道：“你的动作比我想象中要快。
这很好！ 因为我喜欢能干且高效的手下。
墨非葛，把这两个小东西带下去按照之前的流程走一遍。
记得小心点，别再让任何点燃火花新手旅法师逃跑了。”
“请您放心，主人。我发誓，绝对不会再给这些小老鼠任何逃跑的机会。”
说罢，魔龙抬起爪子将拟人化的浣熊和猴子抓起来，捏着离开了这座巨大的圆拱形墓穴。
等他彻底走远，尼可·波拉斯这才饶有兴致的问：“告诉我，你想要获得什么样的报酬？作为一个大方的主宰，我从不会吝啬给那些有能力、足够忠心的手下奖赏。”
“感谢您的慷慨。不过在我说出自己想要的奖赏之前，还有一个非常重要的情报想要向您汇报。”左思伪装出一副忠心耿耿的样子说道。
他非常清楚，眼前这条老龙掌握着蓝色、红色和黑色三种法术力。
其中蓝色法术力使其跟杰斯·贝连一样，都拥有读取别人记忆、窥探思维的能力。
幸好！
在神力、大脑封闭术、灵能加护等各种力量与魔法的共同作用下，左思已经可以轻松抵挡这种入侵跟探知。
但为了避免老龙起疑心，他还是需要尽可能的发挥演技，至少让对方觉得自己的权威跟力量得到了应有的尊重。
“哦，是什么？”
尼可·波拉斯随口问了一句，明显非常满意这种“识时务”的态度。
左思直截了当的回答道：“灵龙乌金复活了，被索霖·马可夫和您手下那位使者——萨坎联手复活。眼下，鞑契的天空中又再一次有成群结队的巨龙翱翔。”
听到自己的兄弟复活的消息，尼可·波拉斯脸上的笑容瞬间消失了，取而代之的是一种说不上来的阴郁。
毫无疑问，乌金的复活对于正在谋划中的火花之战无疑是一个巨大的威胁。
因为千年之前的那场兄弟之战，是极少数能够让他感到满足并产生成就感的战斗。
乌金是强大的对手，这一点毋庸置疑。
如果换成是以前火花还没有发生质变，尼可·波拉斯自然无需担心来自兄弟的复仇。
因为他的仇家多了去了，区区一个乌金根本排不上号。
别的不说，当初连“玛丽雷基”这种被封印在黑暗深渊中的恐怖怪物，还不是一样被干爆了。
可问题是，随着火花发生质变，尼可·波拉斯失去了永恒的生命，正在变得越来越衰老、越来越虚弱。
而他的兄弟乌金则刚好相反！
早年的时候，其实老龙就曾经在冥想境杀死过乌金一次。
也正是那次死亡，导致乌金因祸得福落入冥想境的湖水中，以纯粹的精神力重塑了自己的身体，也因此得名“灵龙”。
众所周知，精神力量是不会随着时间的流逝而衰老的，反而会慢慢通过积累变得越来越强大。
所以在此消彼长的情况下，尼可·波拉斯可不敢保证第三次兄弟之战还能像之前两次一样，由自己赢得最终的胜利。
更何况这一次他的对手可不仅仅只有乌金一个人，还有众多的新生代旅法师，以及拉尼卡时空的各大公会的反抗力量。
想到这，尼可·波拉斯眯起眼睛用一种不容置疑的语气命令道：“给我盯紧乌金！无论他有什么计划或者动作，都要在第一时间让我知道。这是所有任务中优先等级最高的，决不允许出现一丁点差错。”
“我没办法保证什么，只能说尽力而为。毕竟到现在，索霖·马可夫还没有带我去见乌金的打算，所有关于乌金的信息都是从他嘴里获得的。”
左思故意摆出一副为难的表情。
“不用着急，可以慢慢来。乌金是个谨慎的家伙，想要赢得他的信任可不容易。如果你能做到这一点，我不介意给你一些超乎想象的奖励。”
说罢，尼可·波拉斯手中突然凭空多出了一张深蓝色的卡牌。
下一秒……
这张卡牌就瞬间变成了实物，一本足有一米长、半米宽、用某种特殊金属和蓝色法力值混合编织而成的书。
"Here, this is your reward for providing important information this time."
Lao Long threw the whole book over without hesitation.
The heavy texture and the strong wind generated by the high speed would probably crush an ordinary person to death.
But Zuo Si already possessed superhuman strength and reaction speed, and he easily caught it with physical strength alone. Then he saw the line of symbols and words on the cover that he could not understand at all, changing rapidly like a wriggling earthworm.
It eventually became the most familiar words in my mind - "The Power of the Mind".
Just by looking at the name, you can tell that this is a book about thought exploration and mind control.
After reading the specific contents, Zuo Si quickly confirmed this guess.
The first half of the book elaborates on the theoretical knowledge of how to use blue mana to construct various magic such as charm, control, mind detection, etc., and even provides many corresponding spell models.
The second half teaches readers how to store these spells in potions and scrolls, and attach them to weapons, armor, and items.
Because its content is so comprehensive, many of them clearly come from different times and places.
Therefore, it is easy to judge that this is the magical knowledge and experience of using blue mana in the spiritual and mental fields compiled by Nicol Bolas himself. Its preciousness and value cannot be measured by money.
In order to make Zuo Si work hard in the next plan, he spent a lot of money.
Feeling the heavy weight of the book in his hand, as well as the countless mental spells that he had always been interested in, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible ecstasy, and he quickly placed one hand on his chest and bowed deeply.
"I am so moved by your generosity and kindness that I don't know what to say. Please rest assured that I will find a way to win Wu Jin's trust as soon as possible."
"You are a smart man, and I believe you can complete this task excellently. Remember, you must be careful and cautious, and never reveal your true identity because of being too impatient. I promise that once you defeat Ugin and complete the entire plan, you will get unimaginable rewards." Nicol Bolas solemnly warned.
"Understood! If you don't have any other instructions, I'll take my leave now."
After saying this, Zuo Si turned around and left the huge underground tomb without looking back.
But he did not rush back to Zendikar. Instead, he took the book in his hand, found a place where no one was and would not be disturbed, and began to read it with relish.
As a cautious person, Zuo Si would not take this thing made with the power of the planeswalker's spark back.
Instead, he planned to just finish reading it and then hide away in a deserted place in this world.
God knows if the old dragon secretly added some eavesdropping, positioning, tracking and other magic to monitor himself.
You can never be too careful when facing Nicol Bolas.
While Zuo Si was hiding and madly absorbing knowledge, in a tomb hundreds of kilometers away, the magic dragon Murphy Ge was crawling in front of the old dragon and asked in an uncertain tone: "Master, are you sure that the young mage named Soth just now can be trusted?"
"It doesn't matter whether he can be trusted or not. What matters is that he can bring me timely news about Ugin and Sorin Markov. Especially Ugin, he is the most noteworthy among the many ancient planeswalkers. If there is anyone in this universe who can have a destructive influence on my plan, it must be him."
As he spoke, a dark, deep light gleamed in Nicol Bolas's eyes.
"But how can we be sure whether the message he conveyed is true or false?" Murphy Ge asked immediately.
The old dragon responded impatiently, "It's simple. Let Tezzeret go to Tarkir to confirm whether the endless storm in the sky has begun to roar again and whether the dragons are flying in the sky again. If the answer is yes, then the news of Ugin's resurrection is true."
“Okay, next time Tezzeret comes, I’ll ask him to confirm it.”
Murphy Ge was undoubtedly a smart guy. After sensing his master's impatient attitude, he immediately stood up and left.
After watching the dragon leave, Nicol Bolas spoke to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Ugin, my dear brother, what will you do to retaliate against me? After all, including the last time, I have successfully killed you twice.
And this young planeswalker who calls himself Soth is also quite interesting. He can completely resist my mind reading.
I bet there are many secrets and hidden agendas hidden in his mind.
But it doesn't matter! No matter what his purpose is, he will eventually become a chess piece in my hand like everyone else, and maybe even the most useful one.
I am Nicol Bolas, the Supreme Dragon Lord, the most powerful of all the Elder Dragons, and no one can go against my will..."
As the last sentence came out of its mouth, the huge dragon slowly stood up from the ground, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression from its whole body.
Just the unconscious overflow of energy in the body had caused the surrounding walls, ground and ceiling to be filled with spider-web-like cracks.
But soon, he quickly restrained his momentum to avoid destroying this tomb, which had just been built not long ago, in his hands.
When he lay down and closed his eyes again, the old dragon's thoughts returned to his plan to seize all the root mana of the entire "Alara" space and time.
You know, this is not an easy thing to do.
Because this world, like Zendikar, has its own world will.
Moreover, compared with the vague world consciousness of the world of Zendikar, the world consciousness of "Alano" even has an entity condensed from soul and energy, called the "ancestor beast", which is a multi-headed dragon with five heads, each representing a color of mana.
Although since "Arano" was divided into five fragments, the "Ancestral Beast" has fallen into a deep sleep, knowing nothing about the outside world.
But as the five fragments merge into one, it will inevitably wake up again and trigger a series of unpredictable serious consequences.
Especially an enemy like Nicol Bolas who has malicious intentions and wants to seize all the energy of time and space and destroy the world must be prepared to face the desperate counterattack of the "Ancestral Beast".
(End of this chapter)