Whether it is his strange appearance or the foul stench emanating from his body, it gives people a new understanding of the chaos and disorder of the bottomless abyss.
Although this guy himself is not quite sure who his parents are, which one is a devil and which one is a mortal or an alien creature.
Of course, this is also a common feature of most half-demons born through normal reproduction.
Because they are often abandoned and sold when they are very young, or even worse, they may become snacks for other demons and dangerous abyss creatures. Less than one percent can survive.
But Aphra was obviously lucky, even too lucky.
The foul-smelling cyst he was born with apparently saved his life more than once.
After finding a way to get rid of the lingering stench on his body, the half-demon thief soon led his team to a luxurious inn directly managed by Red Shroud.
According to him, the only truly safe places in Broken Domain Town are the inns and taverns controlled by this succubus magician.
Although other places may boast louder and louder, in reality there is no guarantee at all.
Once the demons go crazy, ordinary businessmen are powerless to stop them.
But Red Shroud is different. She has a real army under her command, including a large number of succubi, berserkers and a few seducers. She also requires every visitor who enters Broken Domain Town to support her in case of unexpected situations.
This means that this lord is the only person in the entire Duanyu Town who can mobilize forces to suppress the rebellion in a short period of time.
Most demons recognize her authority, respect her power, and will not easily cause trouble in the territory under her direct control.
After spending a large sum of money to rent several connected guest rooms, everyone gathered together to discuss the next plan.
As the guide, Aphra took the lead in pulling out a scribbled map he had drawn, pointed at the messy lines and points on it and said, “As everyone knows, the Abyss is a unique plane that is infinite and has no end.
Some people describe it as a thousand-layer cake with thousands of holes, where each layer is equivalent to a layer of the cake, and the holes are portals and passages connecting each layer;
Others describe it as a huge piece of cheese, with the densely packed and irregularly arranged gaps inside representing the various layers of the abyss.
Both statements are right and wrong.
Because they all describe some of the characteristics of the abyss very aptly, but are far from comprehensive.
In other words, the chaos of the Abyss itself means that it is almost impossible to be fully described in any language, let alone drawn into a map.
In this picture, I just marked the various teleportation points I found, as well as the patterns of their opening, closing and transfer.
However, even so, the accuracy is only 70%, and the remaining 30% are emergencies caused by the chaotic characteristics of the abyss.
In the process of traveling around for these years, I have encountered too many accidents, so I suggest that you should treat accidents as the norm rather than the occasional situation from now on.
What follows is the best route that I finally planned after repeated consideration during this period.
If you want to reach the triple realm of Azgrat, you must first find the ever-changing portal leading to the lower level.
According to my experience and observation, the nearest Ferragu around the molten iron lake is within the past month.
There is a natural high-temperature furnace filled with molten iron, and countless demon lords have built steel fortresses there to create weapons and armor for their legions.
However, in the past few hundred years, the subordinates of the demon prince Demogorgon have controlled this area.
The first challenge we face is to reach Ferrag and find the portal.
If everything goes well, we will appear in any layer of the triple realm after passing through the portal.
Next, what we have to do is to find Zerata, the largest city in this area, and use the constantly rotating entrances there to find the secret passage into the Silver Palace.
If nothing unexpected happens, the goddess of wealth, Waukeen, should be imprisoned in the deepest part of that huge palace.
Of course, it is also the residence of the six-fingered man and the location of his huge harem.
By the way, there are countless Boda corpses guarding the Silver Palace.
If we are accidentally discovered by them and sound the alarm, what awaits us will be millions of demon armies, endless undead creatures, and the Demon Lord himself, one of the three giants of the abyss."
"Damn! That sounds like a lot of trouble."
Xinbu stared at the messy doodle map and suddenly felt a headache.
Although she had anticipated that this journey would not be smooth, she never expected that it would take so much time, energy and effort just to enter.
Purple Dragon Knight Bonita rubbed her brows and added, “It’s more than just trouble!
Did you know that to get to the Molten Iron Lake from here you have to pass through the Great Abyss?
There was no real lord in that area! Moreover, the demons often sent out their armies to raid, trying to destroy or occupy the area, and cut off the demon army's weapons, armor, and steel ingots used to build fortresses.
Its level of chaos ranks among the highest even in the Abyss.
Many powerful mortal adventurers cannot even survive for five hours here, and the causes of death are so numerous that they are beyond the imagination of normal people.
Especially near the molten iron lake, you don’t even need to fall in. Just entering within a hundred meters will cause you to be burned by the high temperature of the iron vapor.
In addition, there are groups of lava bats, a six-armed snake demon named Galishet and her Flo demon minions, who please the hunting king Mastifal, the secondary lord of the abyss of the succubus queen Mecanthust, by sacrificing prey.
Finally, there is the Transfiguration Lady Altina who claims to be the Lord of the Great Abyss.
I can't even imagine how many fierce battles we have to fight along the way and how many powerful demons we have to kill before we can reach the location of the portal."
"Don't worry, I will carefully choose a relatively safe and unknown path." Aphra comforted with a grin.
Unfortunately, his consolation was of no use at all.
Even the fearless paladin Ilsa frowned.
In comparison, the only one who could remain calm was Davidian, who was controlled by Zuo Si.
At this moment, he was staring at the scribbled map. With the help of his knowledge and information, as well as the powerful mind of the main brain Isadora, he had roughly copied a projection of a virtual world.
There is no doubt that this entrance near the upper level of the Abyss is somewhat "abstract".
The reason for this is that, as a whole, it looks like a series of cracks in the ground.
Whoever wants to go down must walk along the cliff that is almost straight up and down at 90 degrees.
Countless stone bridges, suspension bridges and cable bridges built in unknown periods connect these intricate cliffs, extending continuously downwards.
Vulture demons, which look like half vulture and half human, stand on both sides of the cliff, and they may swoop down and attack at any time, pushing those standing on the bridge off, or pulling them up and teasing them in the air.
"Interesting. It seems that this trip to the abyss is more exciting than I thought..."
Zuo Si, who was in Mirrodin, stroked his chin with an interested expression.
At this moment, behind him stood a huge crimson New Phyrexian creation, which looked like an upright alien and dinosaur hybrid, but its body, bones and tail were completely covered with red metal, and from time to time bright flames would burst out from its abdomen, and the mechanical engine would roar when working.
Needless to say, this guy is a typical creature affected and transformed by red mana, and is also the most powerful New Phyrexian creation that Zuo Si has captured so far.
If it had not been captured in advance and allowed to develop freely, it would 100% become a "Demon Judge".
Its name is Wabash, and it currently controls a large area of the Furnace Layer of Mirrodin.
But what's interesting is that this guy is not like the "Magic Judge" who has grown up under the influence of various mana in other regions. He will kill all creatures, especially intelligent creatures, in the area under his control, and use the sparkling oil to infect and transform them.
Instead, they allowed those tribes and refugees to continue to maintain their existing status under their protection.
It was this unusual attitude that aroused Zuo Si's interest.
Because Wabash displays a consciousness and way of thinking that is completely different from other fully developed New Phyrexian creatures.
他非常好奇，这究竟是烁油在赋予意识、记忆和人格的时候出了什么差错，还是其自身在下一盘大棋，比如说想要玩“圈养家畜”那一套。
另外，在捕获这个生物的时候，左思也是费了好大一番力气。
光是战斗余波就差一点将方圆十几平方公里的一切全部摧毁。
得亏秘罗地每一个层面脚下的大地都是由坚硬金属构成，不然搞不好能把一个层面的地壳直接砸穿了。
要知道这个时空最大的特点就是它的空间结构类似于一个同心球，其内部是中空的而非实心，由一层层金属的地壳分隔开，形成一个个相对独立但又有许多通道连接的小世界。
每一层都会不同程度受到五种颜色其中一种的法术力的影响，从而形成跟其他层面截然不同的独特生态环境。
这也就意味着，烁油从内部最核心的地方流出并开始侵染整个世界的时候，越靠近同心圆的内侧越容易最先受到影响。
按照正常的进度来说，一旦新非瑞克西亚势力彻底占领一个层面，其实力都会呈几何倍的提升，然后像滚雪球一样迅速壮大，直至对整个时空完成侵染为止。
可现在随着左思的到来，侵染的速度被强行拖慢了数倍。
他每隔一段时间就会主动出击，凭借自身强大的魔法力量清理那些已经成规模的非瑞克西亚造物，并将烁油和铺满地面的菌毯彻底摧毁，亦或是带回来一些进行研究。
这直接导致了已经诞生的几个魔判官根本无力发起全面入侵，反而要小心翼翼躲避随时可能从天而降的天敌。
尤其是那件可以释放【解离术】的魔法武器，甚至可以瞬间就把一个强大的新非瑞克西亚造物彻底变成一滩没有任何价值的尘埃，就连烁油都不例外了。
不用问也知道，这就是失去灵魂且大规模进行机械改造产生的致命弱点。
除此之外，力场类魔法往往也能产生相当不错的效果。
左思就曾经用力场剑，轻而易举把一台足有上千米的超巨型新非瑞克西亚造物从中间一刀两断。
对方身上那为了增强防御力而大量堆积的金属护甲，压根连一丁点用都没有。
反倒是之前秘罗地守护者——蒙纳坷制造的那些机械体手里的远程武器，完化之后会变得很麻烦。
而且他能感觉到，躲在背后的魔判官们正在不断尝试着对非瑞克西亚生物进行改造，使其变得更加强大且难以对付，还不止一次试图让间谍进入聚集地散布烁油感染难民。
但遗憾的是，这些家伙恐怕做梦都没想到，左思早就已经预判了这一点，直接在入口处安装了一些X光检测仪。
这也就意味着，凡是体内有大量金属或烁油的生物都会在第一时间被甄别出来，压根来不及搞什么破坏就会被抓起来变成试验品。
很显然，与已经吞噬了不知道多少个时空，并且掌握着上古索兰文明强大技术力量的旧非瑞克西亚相比，新非瑞克西亚还太过于稚嫩。
尤其是现在的领导者“机械之母”艾蕾侬根本没有足够的知识储备，而且充斥着一种神经病一样的宗教狂热，严重缺乏理智和对于真正强大力量的认知，无论眼界还是改造水平都比约格莫夫差远了。
想到这，左思转过身看了一眼被魔法禁锢在原地动弹不得的洼巴司，缓缓抽出魔杖指着对方已经被切开的腹部，意味深长的问：“你准备好迎接更多更有趣的实验了吗？”
“伱这个该死的疯子！魔判官议会不会放过你的！”洼巴司怒不可遏的咆哮道。
他原本就是受到红色法术力影响而诞生的新非瑞克西亚造物，因此在性格上也显得格外冲动、易怒和暴躁。
“不会放过我？
哈哈哈哈！
你知道艾蕾侬和她那几个手下，已经被我吓得都不敢离开秘罗地的核心了吗？
他们甚至为此建立了一个严密的防御体系，像缩进壳里的乌龟一样躲在里边不敢出来，只是不停的派手下继续执行着那个所谓的侵染计划。
更何况，你以为我这段时间花费大量时间在研究的是什么？ 那低劣、丑陋、基本没有太多技术含量的粗糙生物拼接跟改造？ 还是新非瑞克西亚那没有心智、灵魂和无法进行抽象思考的脑子？
不！ 我一直在研究的，始终都是作为非瑞克西亚最核心的烁油啊！
看，我现在已经可以影响它，让它服从于我的意志……”
伴随着这番话脱口而出，左思直接把自己另外一只手插进对方胸口那个硕大的核心动力引擎中，任由危险的烁油缠绕在自己的手臂上。
紧跟着，让洼巴司难以置信的一幕发生了。
只见那黑色的烁油非但没有侵染、腐蚀和改造左思的手臂，反而如同被驯服的动物一样，在其操控下形成不断吞噬他身体金属的部分，然后将其分解、重组，最终形成了一条宛如外骨骼一样的精美机械手套。
“这不可能！你……你究竟做了什么？”洼巴司用颤抖的声音质问道。
他简直不敢相信，这个世界上居然会有人可以免疫烁油的侵染，甚至反过来控制烁油。
要知道即便是“机械之母”，整个秘罗地最强大的魔判官——艾蕾侬，目前新非瑞克西亚的最高领导者，都无法真正意义上控制烁油，而仅仅只是使用它。
“没什么是不可能的。
无论是烁油也好，还是来自黑暗虚空中的灭世天灾奥札奇也罢，其本质都是物质、能量、灵魂和精神的产物。
只要花费时间和精力去研究，总有一天能够搞清楚其背后所隐藏的规律跟秘密。
如果你觉得有什么东西是自己无法理解，那就是掌握的知识还不够多、对其认知不够透彻。
就拿烁油来说，你觉得它究竟是什么？ 非瑞克西亚之父约格莫夫手中的工具？
又或是约格莫夫精神、意志和思想的载体？ 它对你和整个秘罗地时空所有生物的所谓完美化改造又意味着什么？ 它赋予你的记忆和自我意识又是从何而来？
在经过完化之后你真的还是原本那个自己吗？ 其实啊，你们这群自认为高等的魔判官，与其他非瑞克西亚造物并无本质上的不同，仅仅是被烁油挑选出来作为管理者的强大个体。
至少在我对你进行过拆解、研究后，没有发现任何高级的地方。
如果非要说有什么不同，那就是你体内存储的烁油总量格外多……”
毫无疑问，随着对于烁油这种混合物质的深入研究，左思已经大概知道其创造者约格莫夫的理念，以及其性格缺陷导致的认知偏差与思想上的偏执。
可能是早年在索兰文明的派系斗争中失败导致其遭到驱逐的关系，也有可能是他本人的极度自负。
总之在创造烁油的时候，约格莫夫直接从根源上阉割了一切非瑞克西亚造物的思想、知觉和创造力，只为确保那绝对的服从性。
也就是说，在他的内心之中始终都认为自己是整个世界乃至宇宙最聪明、最正确的人。
其他智慧生命根本不配思考，就应该老老实实按照自己安排好的一切去行动。
总结起来就是一个大脑、一个声音、一个至高无上的领袖，没有任何反对的声音，更不需要所谓的建议。
唯有如此，才能创造出终极、和谐、完美且没有瑕疵的社会形态。
不得不说，能偏执极端到如此程度，约格莫夫也算得上是前无古人后无来者了。
他根本不明白、也不理解，自己创造的非瑞克西亚可以被称之为一方势力、一个毁灭一切的天灾，但唯独不能被称之为文明，更不具备所谓的社会性。
因为所有的非瑞克西亚造物都没有思想、没有知觉、没有灵魂、没有创造力、没有欲望，甚至也不怎么需要进行交流，也几乎不会产生喜怒哀乐之类的情绪，完全就是一群行尸走肉。
这也是为何，当约格莫夫被杀死之后，原本强大的非瑞克西亚时空在极短时间内就彻底崩溃瓦解。
在失去唯一拥有思考能力的最高领袖之后，剩下那些造物根本不知道该做些什么，他们连大部分生物本能的求生欲都没有，直接留在原地等死。
Of course, in order to better infiltrate other time and space, Yawgmoth actually created a small number of bionic spies with autonomous consciousness, learning ability and independent thinking.
But he did not trust these humanoid creatures. Not only would he dig out their hearts and keep them in the Phyrexian space-time as insurance, but he would also send troops to monitor them closely. Any mistake would be severely punished, but there would be no reward for doing well.
Anyone who is not a fool would know that there will be problems if one manages in such a brutal way that does not treat his subordinates as human beings.
As a result, the spy betrayed us not long after.
The rebellion of one of them, a fellow named Shangar, was particularly deadly.
He formed an alliance with the planeswalker Urza and launched revenge on Phyrexia. After his death, Urza used his heart to create the silver golem Karn, the creator of the Mirrodin plane.
"No! This is impossible!"
Wabash roared wildly as if stimulated.
Because ever since he was eroded and perfected by the sparkling oil, his inherent thinking and cognition have been reinforcing the "truth" that he is superior to other New Phyrexian creations.
When this "truth" is exposed, the entire meaning of its existence is denied, and it is inevitable that one will start to go crazy.
But Zuo Si didn't care about it and continued to ask: "Do you know what the soul is?"
There was a dark red light flashing in Wabash's eyes, as if he was trying to search for the meaning of the word from his memory.
But unfortunately, no matter how hard he thought, he could not find even a close answer from the knowledge given by the oil.
Because Phyrexian creatures have no souls.
Of course, maybe its original creator Yawgmoth did, but creatures infected by the oil certainly didn't.
"Look, you can't answer it, right? Because you don't have this most important thing in life.
The soul is a person's pure spiritual body after being separated from matter.
When you are killed by the Oil, the real you has actually entered the mana core of Mirrodin in spirit form.
And now you are nothing more than a sophisticated replica, a machine that thinks it is still alive.
Do you think that connecting a large amount of metal to a dead body and integrating it with it is the so-called perfection? Then let me ask, have your intelligence and cognitive level improved? Have your life level and form improved? The answer is none of them.
And I guarantee that even if you remove the organic part of your body and only keep the mechanical part, the most you will suffer from temporary weakness is not death as you imagine.
This in itself means that you are now just a carrier of the oil, and it doesn't matter even if all the parts of your body are replaced.
Everything you know now is just what Shuyou has instilled in you, the knowledge and technology reserves of old Phyrexia.
I even doubt whether you new judges can learn and be as creative as Yawgmoth."
As Zuo Si spoke, he tore open the flesh inside Wabasi's steel torso and observed the engine that was fused with the metal and emitted a temperature of thousands of degrees.
It has to be said that in terms of energy and matter conversion, Phyrexian technology has almost reached the extreme.
With just a little bit of oil, a huge half-mechanical, half-organic entity can work tirelessly all day long.
Take the engine in front of him for example. Its terrifying output power is equivalent to a magical version of a small nuclear fusion reactor, which can allow Wabas' body weighing hundreds of tons to run on the ground at a speed close to that of sound.
Yes!
You read that right!
Reach the speed of sound by running on two feet on the ground.
As long as this guy wants, he can even jump hundreds of meters high, and even a rugged and steep cliff can be walked on as if it were flat ground.
In addition, he also has the ability to use red mana to condense magic to attack opponents and enhance his own speed and explosive power.
It can be said that this creature who almost became the Red Judge of New Phyrexia is far more powerful than most of the new generation of planeswalkers.
If he hadn't been unlucky enough to meet Zuo Si, but had been replaced by Jace Beleren or Chandra Nalaar, he would have been bitten to death before he could even react.
"So... you think a Phyrexian creature like me can't even be considered a complete life?"
The two red lights in Wabasi's eyes flickered wildly, revealing the owner's extremely uneasy heart.
Because unlike the other Demon Judges who have surrendered to the leadership of Elenon, he has always had his own thoughts and plans.
Zuo Si smiled and replied: "Life without a soul is incomplete, and can even be said to be just an empty shell.
And I am trying to give Shuoyou the ability to preserve souls.
So, are you interested in getting involved?
Then I can help you forge a new, complete soul."
"Can you really do this?"
Wabash obviously didn't quite believe it.
"Of course! Because I found a good helper. Thanks to her, the research on the oil has been so smooth. Most importantly, I have almost infinite soul energy to squander."
As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and pulled out a ball of translucent, sticky spiritual essence from the deep well of his soul.
This is the purest form of energy formed after the soul has forgotten all memories and personality of its previous life and has gone through a long period of fusion and sedimentation.
And it is the source of the power of Baator Hell, and it is also the favorite of demons.
“This…is this a soul?”
This was undoubtedly the first time that Wabash had seen something as abstract as a soul. He opened his eyes wide and tried his best to overload his heart engine, wanting to absorb it into his body and feel the essence contained in it.
But unfortunately, no matter what he did, the spiritual essence did not react at all.
In order to use and trigger resonance of this energy, the first and foremost prerequisite is that the caster himself must have a soul, and it cannot be an ordinary soul.
"Don't waste your energy. As a creature of New Phyrexia, you have no soul, nor can you manipulate soul energy."
Zuo Si bluntly dispelled the other party's last bit of hope.
After trying several times, Wabasi finally gave up and asked in a tone full of desire: "What do you want? How can I get a soul of my own?"
“Haha, it’s very simple.
Become my spy in the Council of Magic Judges, monitor other Magic Judges including Elenon, and confirm Kahn's status.
From what I know, the ancient planeswalker Urza has retained many powerful things in his body."
Zuo Si stroked his chin and calmly put forward the conditions.
He would not forget that after Urza's death, the artifact of destruction - Omen had been kept in Karn's hands.
"Okay! Deal!"
After a little thought, Wabash agreed.
Because he didn't get along with Elenon from the beginning.
What's more, after seeing what a soul is, he was extremely eager to obtain this thing that he didn't have.
Because in his subconscious, there is always a voice reminding him that the soul is more important than life.
Only by gaining the soul can one obtain true freedom.
Seeing this guy being so sensible, Zuo Si immediately nodded in satisfaction: "Very good! I like people who know the times. As a reward for you, let me help you get rid of the influence of the Shuo Oil. To be more precise, I want to instill a new Shuo Oil in you."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si pressed a red button in the laboratory.
In the blink of an eye, Meililai, dressed in white, ran in holding a large jar, breathing heavily, "Please... May I ask what you can do for me?"
"I need some of your blood." Zuo Si answered directly.
"Another blood draw? I've had blood drawn three times in five days!" the girl screamed.
Zuo Si spread his hands helplessly, "I can't help it. You are so special. Do you know? Among the countless creatures in the universe, you are the only one who can be immune to the infection of the oil and can even help others clean the oil in their bodies."
"Then I'm going to have a big dinner tonight!"
Melila made a request through gritted teeth.
"no problem."
Zuo Si agreed without even thinking about it.
In the next few minutes, he drew about two test tubes of blood from the girl's veins, and then injected it into a basin of shiny oil through magic.
moment!
The shiny oil began to boil as if stimulated, and rotated at a rapid speed, eventually revealing a hideous and terrifying human face.
It seemed to be roaring, and also seemed to be enduring horrible torture.
After a full minute, this strange situation finally stopped.
Zuo Si gently cut his finger with his magic wand, injected a drop of blood into it, and then began to chant a complicated and awkward spell.
As the chanting of the spell became louder and faster, the oil that had originally calmed down began to boil again.
When the boiling reached its peak, Zuo Si poured all the oil directly into Wabasi's body.
The next second...
His heart engine began to overload, emitting a deafening roar.
Similarly, its huge body began to shake violently.
It can be seen that after a while, a large amount of black oil flowed out of its body.
There is no doubt that the new oil made by Zuo Si completely replaced the old oil of Phyrexia.
Gradually, the overworked engine calmed down.
The dissected body of Wabash slowly healed. He struggled to get up from the ground and asked in surprise, "I have consciousness?! What...what did you do just now?"
Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "Nothing, I am just returning to you what originally belonged to you.
In my opinion, a life without subjective initiative and creativity has no value.
Yawgmoth had taken the wrong path, and so had the Phyrexia he had created.
Now is the time to put things right.”
"Ah! I see! You want me to take these new oils to the core of Mirrodin, to influence other judges including Elenon, and then transform them into your servants from the inside."
Wabasi was obviously not stupid and he guessed Zuo Si's intention at once.
"No, no, no, I am not transforming them into my servants, but granting them free will. Don't make any mistake about this."
Zuo Si stretched out a finger and shook it with a smile.
"Free will?"
Wabash obviously didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.
Zuo Si patiently guided him, "Yes, free will.
Haven't you noticed yet?
The kind of freedom to think without any restrictions, even the rebellious thoughts against Phyrexia will not be suppressed by the oil.
The biggest difference between the oil I make and the oil made by Yawgmoth is that it does not forcibly suppress or tamper with the will of a creature.
In addition, according to my conception, this new oil can not only preserve the soul, but also create and endow creatures with soul.
Unfortunately, it is still a little far from this ultimate goal. "
"I don't understand! Aren't you going through so much trouble just to replace Elenon and become the ruler of New Phyrexia? Why do you want to give them free will?" Wabas asked puzzledly.
“There is no conflict between giving them free will and controlling them.
It’s just that the method I use is slightly different from that of Yawgmoth.
And the oil must have an undisputed owner, otherwise even if there is only one drop left, it will quickly get out of control and cause a disaster."
While saying this, Zuo Si had a sincere and kind smile on his face.
But for some reason, both Wabash and Melira felt a chill down their spines, and felt that the smile became more and more creepy the more they looked at it.
But not long after, Wabash suddenly realized something, and an expression of shock instantly appeared on his face, followed by ecstasy.
"This is emotion? I...I actually have emotions!"
"Congratulations! From now on, you are no longer a monster made of sparkling oil, nor a ruthless killing machine for Phyrexia, but a living being.
Feel this new life and enjoy the wonderful changes brought about by joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.
And this is just the beginning! There is so much more to experience once you have a soul.”
Zuo Si gave his blessings generously.
Obviously, Wabasi did not realize the real effect of the new oil, and he did not even know that from the moment the changes in himself began, he would no longer be able to escape Zuo Si's control.
This is different from the high-pressure and brutal rule that Yawgmoth used to rule Phyrexia.
Zuo Si prefers to use inducement, transactions, rewards and subtle influence to make his subordinates or others act according to his will.
He hated the use of violence, threats and intimidation because it seemed very unclassy and lacked any technical skills.
With the new oil, Wabasi was quickly teleported out of the steel city built by refugees.
However, he did not rush to find Ailenon, but returned to his own territory first to observe the actions of those tribal members, especially their emotional changes.
Through learning and experience, Wabasi quickly understood many abstract concepts that he had never understood before.
For example, sadness, joy, love, hate, anger, fear, and pity.
The indescribable stimulation constantly affected his personality and memory given by the oil, making him unconsciously more and more eager to obtain a soul and become a complete life in a truly complete sense.
As for New Phyrexia and the Council of Judges...
Sorry, Wabash has completely lost interest.
At this moment, he finally understood where Ellenon's crazy religious theories and her twisted and morbid attachment to Kahn came from.
These are the thoughts and consciousness of Yawgmoth contained in the old oil, and the concepts instilled in it during its transformation.
Because the nature of the oil determines that the Phyrexian creations and the judges need a supreme leader, even if he just sits there and does nothing.
This situation will never change unless new oil is used to replace the old oil.
Just like that, without realizing it, Wabasi completed a complete subversion from thought consciousness to cognition.
From the beginning to the end, he was not aware of the impact of the new oil. He simply thought that it was the right choice he made through understanding and analysis after gaining free will.
A few days later, a drop of new oil was thrown into the core area of Mirrodin time and space.
It was like a drop of water merging into the ocean without being noticed by anyone.
Only Kahn, who had been drowsy on the throne all day, seemed to realize something. A strange light flashed in his eyes, and then he fell asleep again.
The drop of Shuo Oil followed the complex structure inside his body and entered his heart, which originally belonged to Sanga. It began to continuously remove the things carried by the surrounding old Shuo Oil and transform it into new Shuo Oil.
If you dig open Kahn's chest at this moment, you can even see the energy released during the transformation process.
However, these energies will not flow out of the body surface, but will be quickly absorbed by the new oil that has completed the transformation.
There is no doubt that when New Phyrexia was infecting the entire Mirrodin, Zoth also began his plan to infect New Phyrexia.
This time, he wants to completely erase the mark of Yawgmoth.
After all, Shuoyou must have an owner, so why can't it be me? (End of this chapter)