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.
He was very curious as to whether something went wrong when Shuoyou was endowed with consciousness, memory, and personality, or whether it was playing a big game, such as trying to "raise livestock in captivity."
In addition, Zuo Si also spent a lot of effort in capturing this creature.
The aftermath of the battle alone almost destroyed everything within a radius of more than ten square kilometers.
Fortunately, the ground beneath every level of Mirrodin is made of hard metal, otherwise it might have directly smashed through the crust of a level.
You should know that the biggest feature of this space-time is that its spatial structure is similar to a concentric sphere, the interior of which is hollow rather than solid, and is separated by layers of metal crust, forming relatively independent small worlds but connected by many channels.
Each layer is affected to varying degrees by one of five colors of mana, creating a unique ecosystem that is distinct from other layers.
This means that when the oil flows out from the innermost part and begins to infect the entire world, the closer to the inner side of the concentric circle, the more likely it is to be affected first.
According to normal progress, once the New Phyrexian forces completely occupy a level, their strength will increase exponentially, and then grow rapidly like a snowball until they have completely infected the entire space-time.
But now with the arrival of Zuo Si, the speed of infection was forcibly slowed down several times.
Every once in a while, he would take the initiative to attack, using his powerful magical powers to clean up the Phyrexian creations that had grown to a certain size, and completely destroy the glowing oil and fungal carpets that covered the ground, or bring some back for research.
This directly resulted in the several Demon Judges that had already been born being completely unable to launch a full-scale invasion, and instead had to carefully avoid natural enemies that might drop from the sky at any time.
Especially the magical weapon that can release [Disintegration], which can even instantly turn a powerful New Phyrexian creation into a pool of worthless dust, even the Shining Oil is no exception.
It goes without saying that this is the fatal weakness of losing the soul and undergoing large-scale mechanical transformation.
In addition, force field magic can often produce quite good effects.
Zuo Si once used a force field sword to easily cut a super-giant New Phyrexian creation that was over a thousand meters long in half.
The metal armor that was piled up on the opponent's body to enhance defense was completely useless.
On the contrary, the long-range weapons in the hands of the mechanical bodies created by Monarch, the guardian of Mirrodin, will become very troublesome after they are fully transformed.
Moreover, he could sense that the Judges hiding behind the scenes were constantly trying to transform the Phyrexian creatures, making them stronger and more difficult to deal with. They had also tried more than once to send spies into the gathering places to spread the oil to infect the refugees.
But unfortunately, these guys probably never dreamed that Zuo Si had already predicted this and installed some X-ray detectors directly at the entrance.
This means that any creature with a large amount of metal or shiny oil in its body will be identified at the first moment, and will be captured and used as a test subject before it has time to cause any damage.
Obviously, compared with Old Phyrexia, which has swallowed up countless time and space and mastered the powerful technological power of the ancient Solan civilization, New Phyrexia is still too immature.
Especially the current leader, "Mother of Machinery" Ellenon, does not have sufficient knowledge reserves and is filled with a kind of neurotic religious fanaticism. She seriously lacks reason and understanding of truly powerful forces. Both her vision and transformation level are far behind Yogmoth.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si turned around and looked at Wabasi who was imprisoned by magic and could not move. He slowly drew out his wand and pointed it at his cut abdomen, and asked meaningfully: "Are you ready for more interesting experiments?"
"You damn lunatic! The Demon Judge Council will not let you go!" Wabasi roared in anger.
He was originally a new Phyrexian creation that was created under the influence of red mana, so his personality is particularly impulsive, irritable and violent.
"You won't let me go?
Ha ha ha ha!
Did you know that I've frightened Ellenon and her minions so much that they dare not leave the core of Mirrodin?
They even set up a tight defense system for this purpose. They hid inside like a turtle in its shell and dared not come out. They just kept sending their men to carry out the so-called infection plan.
Besides, what do you think I've been spending so much time on these days? The cheap, ugly, crude biological splicing and modification with little technical content? Or the brains of New Phyrexia that have no mind, soul, and are incapable of abstract thought?
No! What I have been studying is the core of Phyrexia, the oil!
See, I can now influence it and make it obey my will..."
As these words came out of his mouth, Zuo Si directly inserted his other hand into the huge core power engine in the opponent's chest, allowing the dangerous sparkling oil to wrap around his arm.
Then, a scene that made Wabasi unbelievable happened.
The black oil did not infect, corrode or transform Zuo Si's arm. Instead, it was like a tamed animal. Under its control, it continuously devoured the metal parts of his body, then decomposed and reassembled them, eventually forming an exquisite mechanical glove that looked like an exoskeleton.
"This is impossible! What...what did you do?" Wabash asked in a trembling voice.
He simply couldn't believe that there was someone in this world who was immune to the infection of Shuo Oil and could even control Shuo Oil.
You must know that even the "Mother of Machinery", the most powerful demon judge in the entire Mirrodin - Elenon, the current supreme leader of New Phyrexia, cannot truly control the oil, but can only use it.
“Nothing is impossible.
Whether it is the sparkling oil or the world-destroying disaster Odrachi from the dark void, their essence is the product of matter, energy, soul and spirit.
As long as you spend time and energy studying it, one day you will be able to figure out the rules and secrets behind it.
If you feel that there is something that you cannot understand, it means that you do not have enough knowledge and your understanding of it is not thorough enough.
Take the oil, for example. What do you think it is? A tool in the hands of Yawgmoth, the father of Phyrexia?
Or is it the carrier of Yawgmoth's spirit, will, and thoughts? What does it mean for you and all creatures on the entire Mirrodin plane to be transformed perfectly? Where does it give you memories and self-awareness?
After the transformation, are you still the same person you were before? Actually, you, the group of demon judges who think you are superior, are no different from other Phyrexian creations in essence. You are just powerful individuals selected by Shuoyou as managers.
At least after I disassembled and studied you, I didn't find anything advanced.
If there is any difference, it is that the total amount of oil stored in your body is exceptionally large..."
There is no doubt that with the in-depth study of the mixed substance of Shuo Oil, Zuo Si has roughly understood the ideas of its creator, Yawgmoth, as well as the cognitive bias and ideological paranoia caused by his character flaws.
It could be due to his failure in the factional struggle within the Solan civilization in his early years, which led to his expulsion, or it could be due to his own extreme arrogance.
In short, when creating the Shining Oil, Yawgmoth directly castrated the thoughts, perceptions, and creativity of all Phyrexian creations from the root, just to ensure absolute obedience.
In other words, in his heart he always believes that he is the smartest and most correct person in the world and even in the universe.
Other intelligent life forms are not worthy of thinking at all, and should just act according to their own arrangements.
To sum up, there is one brain, one voice, one supreme leader. There is no opposing voice and no need for so-called suggestions.
Only in this way can we create the ultimate, harmonious, perfect and flawless social form.
It has to be said that Yogmoth is unprecedented and unrivaled in being able to be so paranoid and extreme.
He simply didn't understand or comprehend that the Phyrexia he created could be called a force, a natural disaster that destroyed everything, but it could not be called a civilization, let alone a social nature.
Because all Phyrexian creations have no thoughts, no consciousness, no souls, no creativity, no desires, and even no need to communicate. They almost never have emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. They are simply a group of walking corpses.
This is also why, after Yawgmoth was killed, the originally powerful Phyrexian time and space completely collapsed and disintegrated in a very short time.
After losing the only supreme leader with the ability to think, the remaining creatures had no idea what to do. They didn't even have the instinctive desire to survive that most creatures have, and simply stayed where they were, waiting to die.
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)
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