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 travelers 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 revealed 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 she 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.
"Thank you. But before that, I need to hand these two guys over to Nicol Bolas. Are you interested in coming along?" Zuo Si took the initiative to invite.
But Nahiri was obviously quite afraid of the old dragon, and she immediately shook her head and refused, "Forget it. I'm not sure if I can remain calm and rational when I see that guy in my current mental state."
"That's a shame. I was planning on introducing you to Nicol Bolas and inserting more of my people into his schemes. But I have a backup plan."
After saying that, Zuo Si brought the raccoon and monkey from "New Capena" and activated the spark to instantly teleport to a world called "Alara".
To be precise, it is "Griji" among the five fragmented worlds of "Alara" time and space.
Here, humans are completely exposed to demons and all kinds of horrors and are constantly being hunted cruelly. The meager life energy in the environment requires them to be one step faster than the monsters that hunt them if they want to survive, which has given rise to many interesting spells and inventions.
After all, if we don’t fight again, the entire race will probably be completely extinct.
In addition, there are ambitious necromancers and their endless undead armies, who are fighting day and night for the final ownership of this land.
Among them was a guy named Sekis, who even gave himself the title of "Lich King" and constantly attacked an ancient mausoleum that buried tens of millions of corpses, in an attempt to unify the entire Grixis by himself.
The strongest creature on this land, the half-dragon, half-demon Murphy, had actually already secretly joined Nicol Bolas and become his right-hand man.
What's even more terrible is that in the other four fragmented worlds of the "Alara" space-time, there are also many chess pieces controlled by the old dragon, and they have all climbed to very high positions in their respective camps.
Over time, the five fragmented worlds of Bant, Esper, Jund, Naya, and Grixis are being reunited.
When their edges collide with other worlds, an unprecedentedly brutal war will inevitably break out between them.
But to Nicol Bolas, the lives of these mortals were of no consequence.
What he wanted was the "nectar" that seeped out from the wounds when the five worlds of Alara collided violently, which is the root mana that maintains the existence of time and space.
By absorbing this energy, he can recover some of his strength and prepare for his next plan.
After all, with the qualitative change of sparks caused by the time rift, Nicol Bolas could already feel that his body was aging at an incredible rate, and the power accumulated for more than 20,000 years was also constantly dissipating.
Even though he was still the most powerful among the planeswalkers; even though he was the direct descendant of the Primordial Dragon; all this could not stop death from approaching.
There is no doubt that he is currently racing against time.
As long as he can complete that grand plan and use the sparks of other planeswalkers to successfully release the "Elder Spell", Nicol Bolas will be able to regain eternal life and the invincible power to create time and space at will and destroy the world.
Just as he habitually checked every detail of the plan to ensure that there would be no omissions, the demon dragon Mofeige suddenly staggered in from outside and reported in a creepy voice: "Master, there is a young man outside who calls himself Soth and wants to see you. In addition, he brought two captives."
"Soth?"
Nicol Bolas' mind instantly flashed to Zuo Si's appearance, as well as the scene of him talking to him. He immediately pursed his lips into a playful smile and ordered directly, "Bring him in, along with the two captives."
"As you wish."
Murphy bent down and bowed, then turned and left the huge tomb.
Looking at the dragon's back, Nicol Bolas frowned subconsciously.
You don't need to ask to know that he doesn't like the way his trusted subordinates walk at all, and he can even say that he hates and despises them.
As a dragon, this movement posture is too inappropriate. It is neither elegant nor imposing. It is obviously due to its other half demon bloodline.
But Nicol Bolas said nothing in the end.
After all, Murphy is still a very useful guy and has never made any fatal mistakes so far.
About a few minutes later, the magic dragon brought Zuo Si in from the huge arched passage.
"It is a great honor to have an audience with you, great Dragon Lord. As agreed, I have sent you two people with unawakened sparks in advance."
Zuo Si was the first to pay his respects and express his purpose.
Different from the last time when he was intercepted midway, he was exceptionally calm, composed and confident because he had more cards in hand.
Nicol Bolas also keenly noticed this, and immediately praised with a smile: "You are faster than I thought.
That's good! Because I like competent and efficient people.
Murphy Ge, take these two little guys downstairs and follow the previous process.
Be careful not to let any new Sparked Planeswalkers escape."
"Please rest assured, Master. I swear, I will never give these little mice any chance to escape again."
After saying that, the dragon raised its claws, grabbed the anthropomorphic raccoon and monkey, and left the huge arched tomb holding them.
After he was completely gone, Nicol Bolas asked with interest: "Tell me, what kind of reward do you want? As a generous master, I will never be stingy in rewarding those who are capable and loyal enough."
"Thank you for your generosity. But before I tell you the reward I want, there is one very important piece of information I want to report to you." Zuo Si said, pretending to be loyal.
He knew very well that the old dragon in front of him controlled three types of mana: blue, red and black.
The blue mana gives him the same ability as Jace Beleren, allowing him to read other people's memories and spy on their thoughts.
fortunately!
With the combined effects of various powers and magic such as divine power, brain occlumency, psychic protection, etc., Zuo Si can now easily resist this kind of invasion and detection.
But in order to avoid Lao Long's suspicion, he still needs to use his acting skills as much as possible, at least to make the other party feel that his authority and power are respected as they should be.
"Oh, what is it?"
Nicol Bolas asked casually, obviously very satisfied with this "opportunistic" attitude.
Zosi answered bluntly: "The Spirit Dragon Ugin has been resurrected, brought back to life by Sorin Markov and your emissary, Sarkhan. Now, dragons once again soar across Tarkir."
Upon hearing the news that his brother had been resurrected, the smile on Nicol Bolas's face instantly disappeared, replaced by an indescribable gloom.
There is no doubt that Wu Jin's resurrection is undoubtedly a huge threat to the planned War of the Spark.
Because the brotherly war a thousand years ago was one of the very few battles that could make him feel satisfied and give him a sense of accomplishment.
There is no doubt that Wu Jin is a powerful opponent.
If it had been before the spark had not undergone a qualitative change, Nicol Bolas would naturally not have to worry about revenge from his brother.
Because he has so many enemies, a mere Wu Jin cannot even be ranked among them.
Apart from anything else, even the horrible monster "Maryleki" that was sealed in the dark abyss was also killed.
But the problem is, as the spark undergoes a qualitative change, Nicol Bolas has lost his eternal life and is becoming increasingly older and weaker.
His brother Wu Jin is just the opposite!
In his early years, the old dragon had actually killed Wu Jin once in the meditation state.
It was that death that resulted in Wu Jin falling into the lake of the Meditation Realm in a blessing in disguise, and reshaping his body with pure mental power, thus earning him the name "Spirit Dragon".
As we all know, spiritual power will not age with the passage of time, but will gradually become stronger through accumulation.
So in this situation of one side gaining strength while the other loses strength, Nicol Bolas cannot guarantee that he can win the final victory in the Third Brotherly War like he did in the previous two times.
What's more, this time his opponent is not just Ugin, but also many new generation planeswalkers and the resistance forces of major guilds in the Ravnica time and space.
Thinking of this, Nicol Bolas narrowed his eyes and ordered in an unquestionable tone: "Keep a close eye on Ugin! Whatever plans or actions he makes, let me know as soon as possible. This is the highest priority of all tasks, and no mistakes can be allowed."
"I can't promise anything. I can only say I'll do my best. After all, Sorin Markov has not yet taken me to see Ugin. All the information about Ugin comes from him."
Zuo Si deliberately put on an embarrassed expression.
"Don't worry, you can take your time. Wu Jin is a cautious man, and it will be difficult to win his trust. If you can do this, I don't mind giving you some unimaginable rewards."
After saying this, a dark blue card suddenly appeared out of thin air in Nicol Bolas's hand.
The next second...
The card instantly turned into a real object, a book that was one meter long and half a meter wide, woven with a mixture of some special metal and blue mana.
"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)
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