Zuo Si stared at the "filial son" brass dragon in front of him and questioned his soul.
Although patriicide, matricide, and parricide are not uncommon in the contradictory world of Faerun, where extreme goodness and extreme evil, extreme order and extreme chaos are in opposition.
Whether in human society or in the society of dwarves, gnomes, halflings and elves, one or two such incidents occur every now and then.
Some are tragedies caused by the struggle for power and wealth, while others are the result of being bewitched by demons, devils, evil organizations and churches.
Vera Salem Quanta is one of the most typical examples.
Although Zuo Si was not averse to such people who were considered to be extremely evil in the moral views of most people, he would even entrust them with important tasks if they were capable.
Because he believed that under his control, this coldness, cruelty and evil would only become a powerful weapon against the enemy and would never backfire.
But he was still very curious about what was the motive of Kurremos? Realizing that his disguise had been exposed, the brass dragon finally revealed its evil and hideous true face. He grinned and cursed in a low voice, "Damn it! You can read my thoughts and memories silently? Okay!
I admit that all of this was premeditated.
In fact, I had my eyes on my mother's territory and treasure, so I found an excuse to kill my sister, and then pretended that something happened to anger her, so that my mother would lose her mind and vigilance under the control of anger.
That way, I could lure her into the trap I had set and crush her to death with the huge rock.
It turns out that I'm a genius at planning conspiracies, and everything is going according to plan.
My mother was so angry that she didn't notice anything at all. When she flew over the cliff, she was hit by the falling rocks caused by the spell I cast and died on the spot.
I also sold her and her sister's bodies to a necromancer and made a lot of money from them.
Look, with just a few insignificant tricks, I easily completed the primitive accumulation that others of the same kind would need decades or even hundreds of years to complete.
What the hell is kindness and family affection? They are not as important as territory and treasure!
Afterwards, I was very smart and framed the necromancer for the deaths of my mother and sister. I took my father and several of his other metal dragon friends and directly broke through the necromancer's tower.
Before the latter could tell the truth, I pretended to be furious and killed him to silence him.
After witnessing his mother and sister's bodies being transformed into undead creatures, the father was completely immersed in sadness and anger, and quickly used his fire breath to destroy all possible evidence.
I waited patiently until they were far away before I looted all the property the necromancer had hidden in the cellar.
In other words, there was not a single mistake in this carefully designed script."
"You...you are simply a sinister, despicable and shameless villain!"
After listening to Kurremos's incredible speech, Wilmes felt for the first time a strong sense of frustration that as a red dragon, he actually lost to a metal dragon in terms of evil.
You have to know that what she did at best was snatched some food that originally belonged to her brothers and sisters, and then use her stronger body and claws to teach them a lesson, so that all her brothers and sisters would learn to respect herself and understand who is the boss.
As for the matter of matricide, Wilmes could swear that he had never had even the slightest thought of it.
After all, when she was driven out of the nest, she was far from adulthood. She was just a small teenage red dragon and was not qualified to challenge the powerful adult red dragon.
Otherwise, the result will be 100% that the baby will be torn into pieces by the mother's sharp claws and teeth.
You should know that the internal fighting between red dragons that are immune to fire damage is not so fancy. It's just a competition to see who is bigger, stronger, has higher scale defense, and can withstand more damage.
As for relying on wisdom...
Sorry, all the nutrients that Wilmes absorbed were used to grow muscles and he didn't develop in this direction at all.
Moreover, in her eyes, such boring little tricks as strategies are despicable means that only the "weak" would use.
A red dragon as powerful as himself could easily win by just charging forward.
But now, knowing what the "filial" brass dragon in front of him had done, Wilmes suddenly felt a sense of "respect".
At the same time, he was also seriously considering whether he should find an opportunity to kill his mother so that he could inherit her territory and property.
Kurremos raised his chin with pride: "A sinister and despicable shameless villain? No! This is a great victory of wisdom and strategy.
In order to implement the entire plan, I spent a full ten years observing and analyzing the personalities of my mother and father, finding out their daily behavioral habits, ways of thinking and weaknesses.
As for my stupid sister, it also took me five full years to win her trust.
I can say that every step I took was perfect!
There is not even the slightest flaw!"
"So... genius? If this plan was as perfect as you just said, why did you end up taking all the treasure and hiding in the inaccessible mountains of the Spine of the World?"
Zuo Si sneered and interrupted the brass dragon "filial son"'s boasting.
As a master of psychology who is very good at playing tricks, he knows very well that there is no such thing as "perfection" when it comes to conspiracy, which is a shady thing to do. Instead, it depends on the person.
In other words, be targeted.
Make sure to attack the weaknesses and soft spots in the target's character to the greatest extent possible.
For example, when dealing with Xirik, what we need to grasp is the madness and capriciousness that arises from the mixture of extreme arrogance and extreme inferiority in his heart.
"It's all because of that silver dragon named Castellanferian! After I killed my mother, I was still a teenager who was most susceptible to instinctive desires. I was easily seduced by her beautiful scales, horns and slender body.
But who knew that this nosy guy actually became suspicious after learning about the whole thing and deliberately approached me to find out the truth.
She deliberately kept giving me all kinds of hints and temptations, but when the time came she was always unwilling to carry out the final mating.
Finally one day, driven by desire, I lost my mind and accidentally let the cat out of the bag in an attempt to prove my superior wisdom.
As a result, Castellanferian immediately turned hostile after getting the evidence he wanted, and wanted to forcibly take me back to be judged by the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut.
In desperation, I could only fight it off with all my strength and escape overnight with all the treasures.
Otherwise, when she arrives with other metal dragons or adventurers from the good camp, it will be too late for me to escape."
When this matter was mentioned, Kurremos suddenly became extremely angry and annoyed.
It was not known whether these intense negative emotions came from Yinlong's fishing enforcement or from his own failure to control his lower body.
“Castellanferian?
I seem to have heard of this female silver dragon.
It seems that after she exposed the unknown evil deeds of a brass dragon, she was successfully absorbed by the Claw of Justice and became a dragon paladin.
Interesting! It turns out that unlucky brass dragon is you! Hahahaha!
No wonder he ran away at night.
Even if you were not besieged by other kind metal dragons, you would not be able to survive in your original territory."
Wilmes stroked his chin and laughed wildly and mockingly.
There is no doubt that for any true dragon with extremely high self-esteem, having someone step on its head to get to the top is a shame that will be remembered for the rest of its life.
It is equivalent to "social death" in the dragon circle.
As for the "Claw of Justice" organization, it is a typical highly elite group of dragon paladins that advocates absolute "asceticism".
To put it bluntly, it means abandoning the dragon's innate greed for treasure.
And only lawful good dragons or half-dragons who have sworn an oath are accepted.
It is said that most of the members are silver dragons who like to meddle in other people's affairs and travel around for adventure.
The main enemies are the "Claws of Tiamat" within the Church of the Dragon God, as well as the Dragon Cult and Dragon Liches founded by Sammaster.
Due to the relatively small number of members and the fact that they rarely interfere with human society, their presence has always been very low.
Kurremos was undoubtedly severely provoked. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and roared, "I swear! Castellanferian will pay the price for his actions one day!
I will break her limbs and wings with my own hands, pull out every tooth in her, and pry off every scale on her body! Then I will imprison her in the nest and violate and rape her day and night! Until she lays enough dragon eggs! And in front of her, I will teach all these young dragons to be as evil as me, and then send them out to hunt down members of the Claw of Justice.
Whether these young dragons are killed or the members of the Claw of Justice are killed, Castellanfillion will be immersed in pain, sorrow and despair for the rest of his life.
This is what she has to pay for provoking me!"
Papapapapapa…
Along with the crisp sound of clapping, Zuo Si commented with a playful look on his face: "It's a very interesting story. I admire your talent in planning conspiracies and your strong desire for revenge. It seems that you will be a very good helper."
Through the brief conversation, he was basically certain that the camp of the "filial son" brass dragon in front of him was standard neutral evil, which is what people often call a "sophisticated egoist."
The fact that it took as long as ten years to plan the matricide shows that the man had reached an extremely high level of patience, wisdom, and understanding of the target's psychology.
Of course, the disadvantage is that the loyalty of such guys is usually not very high, and as long as there is an opportunity and enough benefits, betrayal is almost a foregone conclusion.
"Thank you for the compliment. I promise to contribute my strength and wisdom to your plan."
Kurremos placed one hand on his chest and bowed deeply, without any of the arrogance that other dragons would intentionally or unintentionally display in any occasion.
It is precisely because of this flexible bottom line of not doing anything to achieve his goal that he is far more dangerous and has more potential than other dragons of the same age.
“I hope so.
But remember, the price of betraying me is high.
Now, let me grant you the power from hell and leave a mark deep in your soul.
I believe you won't have any objection, right?"
As he spoke, Zuo Si instantly transformed into the form of a big devil, and his fingertips, like dragon claws, gathered a terrifying energy.
moment!
The originally respectful and obedient expression on Kurremos's face changed, becoming one with fear and a hint of struggle.
Because he now faces a difficult choice.
One is not to resist.
Accept the power from hell and become a Purgatory Brass Dragon, gaining additional powerful strength.
But the price is that from the moment of acceptance it is equivalent to signing a contract, and the soul, whether alive or dead, will become the property of the other party.
The other is resistance.
Since the foundation of the Devil's Contract requires the signatories to be voluntary, it is impossible to successfully conclude it if there is a strong sense of resistance.
But the problem is that after witnessing the tragic process of so many captives being infected and transformed by the oil, Kurremos simply couldn't muster the courage to choose the second option.
After all, accepting the power of hell and signing the contract can at least keep the soul and self-consciousness unchanged.
But if one is infected by the Shuo Oil, it is obvious that even one's personality will undergo unpredictable changes.
Zuo Si undoubtedly read the thoughts of the brass dragon in front of him, and warned in a tone: "Don't move! If you make any evasive movements, I will regard it as betrayal and hostility. I believe you should already know how I deal with the threatening enemy, right?"
"Of course..."
Kurremos swallowed his saliva, forcibly suppressed the urge to turn around and run away, allowed the finger to pierce his chest, and began to accept the power from hell.
In the blink of an eye, he transformed uncontrollably from human form to dragon form.
At the same time, the eyes, claws, horns and scales began to turn black.
The scales changed from their original dark, mottled yellow-brown color to a brighter, reddish color, somewhat similar to another metallic dragon with similar habits - the Copper Dragon.
But if you look closely, you will find that the difference from the Copper Dragon is that the red color of the Purgatory Brass Dragon mainly comes from the reflection of the edge of the scales, rather than the entire scale being copper-colored.
Along with the changes in external appearance, the body size also increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, Kurremos' profession is a LV11 mage, so even in the Infernal Formation, he is not as huge and strong as Vermes. Instead, he gives people a slender, delicate, elegant, and streamlined beauty.
After completely acquiring the bloodline of Purgatory, he lowered his head in resignation and said in a slightly bitter and unwilling tone: "Thank you for your generous gift, supreme great master. I'm afraid that the mortals of the entire Faerun continent are still in the dark and have no idea that your true identity is already a great devil with a unique form."
“No, you are wrong.
The fact that I am the new lord of the ninth layer of hell is no longer a secret to the gods.
But they understand my position, so they don't care.
Now you and Wilmes must transform into human form and get into this box.
Next, I will take you to another time and space with extremely abundant magical energy for further strengthening. "
After saying that, Zuo Si pointed to the opened box at his feet.
"Master, can I go with you?"
Atona asked with a pitiful look on her face.
Zuo Si patted the little guy's head lovingly and gently refused, "Not this time. You have to stay and look after the house with Nimidona, ready to deal with any enemies or troubles that may arise."
"Oh - I see."
The succubus Loli nodded obediently and did not make any further entanglement.
Because after spending some time together, she realized that the quieter and more obedient she was, the more she would be loved by her master.
Upon hearing that he was asked to strengthen his own strength, Wilmes transformed into the appearance of a woman in red without saying a word and went straight into the suitcase with a huge space inside.
Although Kurremos didn't know what was going on, he obviously didn't dare to disobey the order and jumped in right after him.
Zuo Si casually closed the suitcase, turned it into a card and put it into the Spark of the Planeswalker. Then he took off all his magical equipment and did the same thing.
After doing all this, he transferred his consciousness and soul to his clone on the plane of Zendikar.
Just one second later...
When Zuo Si woke up in another body, he was surprised to find the Lithomancer Nahiri sitting on a stone bench not far away with a playful smile on her face.
Not far away, there lay an elf who had been knocked unconscious. It was the planeswalker Nisha.
Looking at this strange scene, he quickly transformed his equipment back into his physical form one by one and put them on neatly. Then he asked in an uncertain tone, "What happened while I was away?"
Nahiri shrugged and replied, "Nothing.
Except for this silly elf chick who showed up and, mistakenly thinking I had done something to you, started attacking you without any explanation, everything was boringly peaceful.
Especially after the three Odrachi Titans left this world, even the turmoil caused by the world's will was gradually subsiding.
By the way, are you and this young elven planeswalker lovers? She really cares about you.
Even though he knew he was no match for his opponent, he didn't use the power of the sparks to escape."
"No, of course not. Nisha and I are just ordinary friends who have a good relationship."
Zuo Si denied it immediately.
"In that case, why not take this opportunity to remove the spark from her body? Anyway, with me as the bad guy, she will never know who took her spark away."
Nahiri suddenly flashed closer, licking her lips and revealing an unreasonable madness in her pupils.
“That’s not necessary.
There are actually quite a few people who have the potential to ignite the spark and become planeswalkers.
But most of them lack a suitable opportunity.
If you want to collect sparks, you just need to explore one time and space at a time and find all these potential planeswalkers.
By making them feel danger and pain, we force them to ignite the spark, and then use violence to take it away.
It won't be long before we can gather enough of them.
Remember, we already have a spell from Nicol Bolas that can determine if a sentient being has a hidden spark that has not yet ignited.
The most important thing right now is to win the trust of this elder dragon."
Zuo Si bluntly rejected the proposal of the gravel wizard in front of him.
He was well aware of the amazing potential that Nisha possessed, and the terrifying power that could be unleashed once she was connected to the will of the planet beneath her feet.
You have to know that Zendikar at this moment is not the broken world that has exhausted almost all its energy after the battle with the Eldrazi and can be described as full of holes.
No matter how you look at it, Nissa's own value far exceeds that of a planeswalker spark.
Zuo Si would never do something like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.
After receiving a negative answer, the madness in Nahiri's eyes instantly faded, and she sighed in disappointment: "Alas - that's such a pity.
I thought I could play a game of revenge with this elf chick.
Look at her innocent, stubborn face.
It would be fun to be twisted and angry and hateful.”
"I think the reason why you have such dangerous thoughts is definitely because of the lack of sense of crisis and pressure after Ozachi left. To put it bluntly, you are just bored." Zuo Si complained with a twitching mouth.
"Hahahaha! That's true.
Without the threat of the Eldrazi, Zendikar was so safe that it made people want to take a nap.
It seems that I prefer a life full of danger and excitement to a peaceful life.
How about...
How about we do something intense, exciting, and pleasurable?"
Before he finished speaking!
Nahiri suddenly flashed closer, blew a breath of hot air into Zuo Si's ear, and pressed her whole body against him, emitting a strong hormonal scent from head to toe.
However, Zuo Si had already gotten used to this situation and understood that this was because Nahiri's memory, thinking, and consciousness were affected by the devil's madness that remained in the spiritual world.
He had suffered similar harassment when he followed the other party to learn Lithomancer. He was even stripped of his clothes several times and was almost raped. So he calmly cast a mind spell and reminded her calmly: "Calm down, lady, your behavior has crossed the line again."
moment!
Nahiri shuddered violently, quickly recovered from her abnormal state, and held her forehead and complained in a low voice: "It's all the fault of that bastard Sorin! The negative impact of him locking me up with countless demons will probably last for a long time.
You'd better be careful.
I'm not sure if I'll suddenly use lithotripsy to trap you the next time I get sick.
Besides, I can feel that my subconscious sexual interest in you is becoming stronger and stronger."
"It doesn't matter. Even if something does happen, I won't suffer any loss."
Zuo Si acted as if he didn't care.
Because what happened to him was the aging degeneration of his physiological structure, not reincarnation in a new body.
So strictly speaking, I am not a "novice", but I simply don't want to waste my precious time on this.
If necessary, we can pick up our guns and rush to the battlefield at any time.
Nahiri rolled her eyes in annoyance. "If it doesn't matter, then why did you resist before? Wouldn't it be better if I succeeded earlier? I believe that after I deal with you, those crazy voices and thoughts in my head will have a channel to vent, and I will definitely not have the disease as frequently as now.
Don't worry, I, as your big sister, will treat you, your little brother, as gently as possible."
"Ha! Who will be the first to give in and beg for mercy?"
Zuo Si let out a disdainful laugh.
This is both a disdain for the Lithomancer's experience in certain areas, and also a confidence in his own physical attributes and the amount of "pink magic" he has mastered.
Even though Nahiri lived for thousands of years, she was actually either dormant in a deep sleep or imprisoned in the Helvault on Innistrad, without even a lover or sweetheart she could name.
The only mentor with whom he had an ambiguous relationship was Sorin Markov, with whom he later became his enemy.
In terms of experience, Zuo Si felt that he could definitely beat this Lithomancer who was many times older than him.
"Humph! We'll know who's being stubborn when the time comes. By the way, you didn't come here today to continue learning gravel magic from me, did you?"
Nahiri obviously didn't want to continue arguing on this issue that was doomed to produce no results, so she took the initiative to change the subject.
"I'm going to capture some giant beasts like the Earthshaker, the Multi-Headed Dragon, and the Crystal Horned Beast King. By the way, I'm going to use the abundant magical energy in this space and time to slightly strengthen the two dragons."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and stated openly the purpose of his trip.
"Can I help you?"
Nahiri asked casually.
Zuo Si shook his head without hesitation: "Thank you, but it's not necessary. I don't want to be on guard against your sudden attack at any time while trying to capture these beasts. What's more, I have to send Nisha back to a safe place."
After saying that, he stopped paying attention to the other party, bent down, picked up the unconscious elven mage, turned around and walked out of the base inside the mountain.
After arriving at a large open area, he cast magic to wake it up.
"Uh-ah! So... Sos! Why are you here? Where's that kor woman with that extremely annoying accent?"
Nisha suddenly opened her eyes, raised the wooden staff in her hand, and looked around with a vigilant look.
"Relax, the kor woman you mentioned is actually called Nahiri. She is one of the ancient planeswalkers who sealed the three Eldrazi Titans. She is also the guardian of this world."
Zuo Si gently comforted the young elf girl who was not very worldly-wise.
In the original plot, the reason why Nisha grew so quickly in a short period of time was that she was full of self-blame and regret for her own smart behavior of releasing Ozachi and bringing destructive disaster to the whole world.
In order to make up for the mistakes she made, she tried her best to make amends and was willing to pay the price of her life.
It is precisely because of this awareness that we can gain the recognition of the will of the planet Zendikar.
But now, the three Odrachi Titans have gone to the Abyss, and the will of the planet no longer needs to ask anyone for help.
Nisha herself has never made a big mistake, so she still has many naive ideas and is very easy to be exploited and manipulated.
"Ah? She is one of the three ancient planeswalkers who sealed the Eldrazi, Lithomancer Nahiri!"
The Planeswalker was completely stunned.
She simply couldn't connect a great hero who had protected the plane of Zendikar since ancient times with the annoying Kor woman who had previously made things difficult for her, spoken ill of her, and repeatedly played tricks on her.
There's nothing we can do about it! Nahiri's personality is just so bad, and she'll go into short bouts of madness from time to time.
Zuo Si smiled bitterly and responded, "Yes, it was her. Also, the body you saw lying motionless in the container was actually my clone that I left there on purpose. So this matter was a misunderstanding from the beginning to the end."
"But...but why didn't she explain it to me properly, instead of deliberately irritating me?"
Nisha looked confused and blinked innocently.
"Maybe she was too bored and wanted to tease you. Also, before I released her, she was locked up with a group of demons for hundreds of years. She had some mental problems, so she occasionally goes a little crazy."
While Zuo Si was explaining patiently, he stretched out his hand and cast a healing spell to eliminate the huge bump on the back of the elven mage's head.
It's easy to tell that her coma just now was not caused by any spell effect, but by ordinary forced "physical" hypnosis.
Most likely it was struck by a hammer or club of stone fashioned by Nahiri using lithomancy.
Realizing that she had made a big mistake, Nissa's fair face suddenly flushed with embarrassment, and she stammered, "Then...what should I do? Should I go back and apologize to Senior Nahiri? After all, she has protected this world for so many years, and I should at least respect her."
"No need, she won't care about that. Now that Zendikar is safe, you can also use the power of the spark to explore the endless universe and appreciate the scenery of different time and space. Do what you want to do." Zuo Si encouraged with a smile.
"What about you? What are your plans?"
Unlike most planeswalkers who are eager to explore other worlds as soon as their spark is ignited, Nissa is always cautious about exploring beyond her hometown of Zendikar.
Because she was always afraid that she would encounter something terrible in some time and space, and then accidentally bring it back, causing a series of terrible disasters.
Looking into the elven girl's eyes that were sparkling with emerald light, Zuo Si said in a slightly apologetic tone, "I'm very busy. I need to monitor the three Eldrazi Titans and their descendants, and at the same time deal with a god who has fallen into madness. I'm afraid I don't have time to travel with you."
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
Nisha's eyes widened and she seemed eager to try.
“Not yet.
These things are too dangerous and not suitable for a novice like you.
I suggest that you consider going to relatively safe planes such as Ravnica, Theros, Tarkir, Dominaria, Kaladesh, and New Capena as the starting point of your journey.
Here are the coordinates, you can teleport directly using the power of the spark."
As he spoke, Zuo Si handed the coordinate teleportation points of the above time and space to the elf girl.
"Okay, I'll follow your advice and pick one of these time and space to start traveling and studying later. But before that, I think I should give this to you first."
As the last word came out of her mouth, Nisha's palm suddenly began to flash with a deep green light, and then she grabbed Zuo Si's right hand.
In just half a minute, the two successfully concluded a partnership contract between planeswalkers.
At the same time, Zuo Si also had a summoning card with the side profile of the Elf Planeswalker printed on it.
"Thank you for all you have done for Zendikar.
You are a hero to all the inhabitants of this world, even though they are unaware of your existence and what you do.
If you encounter difficulties or troubles one day, please remember to activate this card.
I vowed to respond immediately no matter where I was.
Farewell my hero, hopefully we will be reunited again in the near future."
After saying this, Nisha stood on tiptoe and kissed Zuo Si on the cheek in a very shy and timid manner, then turned around reluctantly and disappeared into the dense forest.
"What is this? Some kind of veiled confession? Or just a thank you between friends?"
After watching the elf girl walk away completely, Zuo Si touched the place on his face where he was kissed, with a strong sense of uncertainty in his tone.
Unfortunately, the diary is not here, so there is no response at all.
However, he did not dwell on it for too long and soon put these things behind him. He first used time magic to increase the lifespan of Wilmes and Kurremos by two hundred years, causing their sizes and innate spellcasting abilities to expand to a level that would never be achieved in Faerun. Then he took these two guys to search for and capture the behemoths living in the Zendikar space and time.
Once he finds his target, Zuo Si will release sparkling oil and a large amount of metal to completely transform it, and then make it into powerful summoned creature cards.
Especially when the Earthshaker is an adult, its body size is as big as a football field. When it is covered with a thick layer of metal armor, it is simply a mobile fortress that looks down on everyone.
Even if modern large-caliber artillery hits it, at most it can only cause minor skin injuries, which will soon recover under the effect of the oil.
With the support of the green land card, the perfected Oranli Multi-Headed Dragon has become larger than the Earthshaker, and has grown five heads that can breathe out energy over a large area like dragon breath.
After achieving the predetermined goal, Zuo Si once again completed the transfer of consciousness and soul between his clones and appeared in the laboratory in the Mirrodin space-time.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard a fierce quarrel outside.
"This girl has been completely infected by the oil! There is no hope for her! It would be better to let her die as a hero before she becomes an enemy."
"Get out of here! If you want to kill Grisha, you have to get past me first."
"That's right! If it weren't for Grisha and her friend Sroba, we would have all died in the last disaster."
"Shut up, idiot! Look at her now! She is no longer the hero who saved Mirrodin! She is now our enemy!"
…
Because there were so many people involved in the quarrel, everyone was shouting at the top of their lungs, so it was difficult to hear clearly in the laboratory.
But Zuo Si still caught two important names with his keen hearing.
Grisha and Sloba.
He remembered very clearly that the former was the first creature to ignite the spark and become a planeswalker in Mirrodin's thousands of years of native evolution, and his race was the Dark Azure Elf.
The latter was her best friend she met during her adventure, and he inherited her spark to become the second native planeswalker. He then resolutely gave up this powerful power in exchange for the resurrection of all creatures who died in the fight against the administrator Monarch. His race is goblin.
In other words, Grisha and Sroba are actually the saviors who overthrew the brutal rule of Monarch and saved all creatures in Mirrodin.
Sadly, things did not end well for these two heroes.
When everything was over and they were leaving the center of the earth, they were suddenly attacked by a large number of enemies.
As a result, Sroba was killed on the spot, and Grisha was also seriously injured and forced to flee deep into the earth.
With the spread of the Shining Oil and the creation of New Phyrexia, the latter is likely to have been completely destroyed, and even its soul is estimated to have disappeared.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si quickly put on the equipment stored in the card, quickly opened the door and walked to the door of the laboratory.
As expected, the place was already densely packed with refugees who had gathered in the Steel City from all directions.
Almost half of them supported killing the unconscious Grisha, while the other half clearly remembered what the heroine had done and wanted to protect her.
At the moment, Melila was standing next to a female warrior in silver armor, looking very confused, and had no idea how to deal with the situation.
The female warrior has long, shiny black hair, and her facial features are very three-dimensional, giving people a very decent feeling.
Most importantly, there is a spark of a planeswalker burning in her body.
Zuo Si dared to guarantee that he had never seen the other person before.
He also noticed that the sword at the opponent's waist emitted an extremely dazzling magical light, which was even more powerful than most of the divine weapons he had ever seen. It was definitely a terrifying weapon that could kill gods.
A planeswalker? A woman? In this time period? With a sword powerful enough to kill gods? Combining these factors, Zuo Si quickly confirmed the identity of the female warrior - Elspeth Tirel.
A melee planeswalker who advocates order and goodness, whose thoughts and actions are very close to those of a paladin, and who only uses white mana.
The sword in her hand is the famous [Chengyang Sword], which is also a veritable god-killing sword.
However, Zuo Si didn't quite understand why Elspeth appeared in his territory, and she seemed to have a good relationship with Melila.
"Look! The master is here! Let him make the decision! After all, this is his territory, and all of us survived thanks to his protection and the food he provided."
A Vashuk tribe leader shouted at the top of his lungs.
moment!
The originally chaotic scene suddenly became silent.
The crowd that was arguing just now shut up and knelt on one knee to express their respect and gratitude to the master of the Steel City.
Elspeth, who had only been in Mirrodin for a few days, was immediately surprised by this sudden change.
As a planeswalker, she had traveled to several time and space, the last of which was the time and space of Alara that was targeted by the old dragon Nicol Bolas. However, she had never seen the people of any country or even region so supportive of the supreme ruler.
Before Elspeth could figure out what was going on, Melirai immediately ran over, patted her chest and breathed a long sigh: "Phew - thank God! You're finally back."
"Did something happen that you couldn't handle?"
Zuo Si asked, pretending to know nothing.
"It's this Dark Azure elf named Grisha.
She has been completely infected by the oil.
Even with my abilities, I can't reverse this situation.
According to normal rules, people like this who are beyond help should be dealt with as quickly as possible, or sent to a laboratory and locked up first.
But the Dark Azure elves and some other races among the refugees said that she was the hero who had saved the world and everyone.
We shouldn't treat a hero like this.
So I'm in a dilemma now and I don't know what to do."
Melila told the story as briefly as possible.
It can be seen that she is under a lot of psychological pressure and is afraid that something might go wrong by accident.
"Okay, relax, leave the rest to me." Zuo Si touched the girl's long red hair and comforted her.
Then he walked straight towards Grisha, whose body had become largely metalized and looked like a cyberpunk version of the Gorgon Medusa.
(End of this chapter)
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