How to confirm whether a creature is completely Phyrexian? For most ordinary people, as long as they observe whether the target's skin is peeling off and whether it is covered with a large amount of metal or inorganic matter, they can basically confirm it.
But this is obviously not rigorous, and it is easy to include those who can still be saved in it.
Especially since the residents of Mirrodin have the habit of transforming themselves, so this cannot be used as a basis for judgment.
What's more, Shuoyou also possesses a very special ability similar to "hive thinking". According to changes in the environment and enemy tactics, it can create spies that can break the opponent's blockade and isolation.
These Phyrexian creatures look no different from real people on the surface, but if you shine an X-ray on them, you can immediately find a large number of strange structures made up of densely packed metals and inorganic materials inside their bodies.
Therefore, for the residents of the Iron City who are experienced in struggle, there is a simpler and more direct way to confirm whether a group of refugees who want to come in have been completely infected by the oil and are beyond help.
That is to use a very thin and very long needle to pierce the heart from the chest.
If it is blocked by something hard, it means that its heart has been replaced by a scorching oil engine, and it is 100% a new Phyrexian spy who wants to lurk in and infect.
By the same token, if black oil is found on the tip of the needle when the needle is inserted into the heart and then pulled out, then the person is also beyond saving.
Even Melile, who was able to clear the infection with the oil to a certain extent, was powerless against the oil that had infiltrated the heart and brain.
As for the dangerous act of piercing the heart with a needle, which may cause cardiac arrhythmia and sudden death, it is nothing in the current situation where survival is severely challenged.
After all, no matter what race it is, anyone who can survive in Mirrodin, a cruel world where most of the area is covered with metal, has physical fitness far stronger than their counterparts or close relatives in other worlds.
Among them, those who use metal to strengthen their bodies without anesthesia are all "ruthless people".
So for them, a heart-piercing wound as small as a needle is nothing.
Some crazier tribes would even insert metal tubes into their hearts, and then use the magic of this world to directly connect them to their arms or thighs, so that the muscles in their limbs could gain more powerful explosive power when needed.
"Survival of the fittest" is a phrase that reveals the cruel survival of the fittest in natural selection. It can be said that it has been reflected to the extreme in the time and space of Mirrodin.
If a newborn baby is not strong enough and there is a high probability that he will not survive to adulthood, his mother will abandon him within a few hours.
Because in this world, getting food is a very dangerous and difficult thing.
No tribe would ever allow the already scarce food to be wasted to feed a useless person who could not fight, hunt, or do heavy physical labor.
However, for Zuo Si, confirming whether a creature is "non-Serendipity" is not very difficult.
Just try to use the power of the great devil to extract the soul and see if the other party reacts.
After all, the biggest feature of Phyrexian creations is that they have no souls at all.
But when he came in front of Grissa, Zuo Si was momentarily shocked to find that the condition of this Dark Azure elf was much more complicated than he had expected.
First of all, she was indeed infected by the oil as expected, and the infection was very serious. Even the most important organ in her body, the heart, was replaced by the oil engine, and her blood vessels were completely turned into oil pipelines.
There wasn't a drop of blood in it, just black grease.
It can be said that except for those Demon Judges who stand at the pinnacle of rule, Zuo Si has never seen the internal structure of any New Phyrexian creature that can utilize the spark oil so efficiently.
But the interesting thing is that there is some powerful mysterious force protecting Grisha's soul, so that even when more than 90% of her body is completely "perfected", her soul still does not completely leave her body.
Of course, this protection is not without limits.
If the infection and transformation progress reaches 100%, she will still become a soulless creature like other high-level Phyrexian creations, and may even become a member of the Judge.
Secondly, Zuo Si also discovered that the sparkling oil in Grissa's body at this moment was not one kind, but three or even four kinds.
The most primitive and largest of these must be the original Phyrexian Oil that seeped out from the heart of the silver golem Karn.
Following closely behind is about 35%, which is composed of "biotic bacteria", a by-product of localized oil.
The third part, which is less than 10%, is the new oil that Wabasi quietly sneaked into the inner core of Mirrodin and secretly put in for secondary infection.
In addition, the mixture of the above three types of sparkling oils is producing wonderful and incredible changes in the process of repeated mutual infection, and is forming a fourth unprecedented light silver sparkling oil.
The reason why Grissa fell into a coma and has not woken up yet is because different types of spark oil "hive minds" are fighting for dominance.
Her soul did not leave her body because the new oil played a role in absorbing and protecting the soul to a certain extent.
Although Zuo Si did not know yet what the current situation of the several demon judges led by Ailenon deep in the earth's core was.
But it has been 100% confirmed from Grisha's case that the secondary infection has already begun unknowingly.
No wonder New Phyrexia's attacks on Mirrodin have been noticeably weakening in recent times.
It turned out that the Demon Judges were not planning any conspiracy, but there was a problem with the core of their existence - the Shuo Oil.
It can also be said that the new oil is slowly replacing the old oil and taking control of this metal-dominated space and time under our feet.
When the infection is complete, Zuo Si will become a true god of Mirrodin, just like the deceased "Father of Phyrexia" Yawgmoth, and will also be the creator and absolute ruler of the New Phyrexia forces.
And Kahn, a special construct created by the ancient planeswalker Urza, which is said to be composed of the heritage, artifacts and super weapons of the Thran civilization, will also become his property.
In particular, he has been coveting the "Tong Zhao" for a long time, which can instantly tear apart a planet and even its affiliated space-time and has a power greater than that of trillions of Tsar hydrogen bombs exploding simultaneously.
"Interesting... Let me see what is hidden in your body or soul."
Zuo Si ignored the nervous looks of the Dark Azure elves around him, and calmly put on special gloves made of Melila's blood and part of her hair, which were specially used to prevent accidental contamination by old oil during disassembly and experiments. He gently tore open Grissa's metal shell that was a mixture of red copper and dark gray.
moment!
A huge engine completely immersed in black, bubbling oil was exposed, instantly causing the crowd of onlookers to collectively gasp.
Whether it was the Dark Azure elves who regarded this woman as a hero and savior, or the other races who had once received her kindness, they all couldn't help but show expressions of sadness, pain, and despair.
Although they couldn't accept it emotionally, they also knew that a person's body being transformed into this state was undoubtedly 100% hopeless.
Several people who were suspected to have had contact with Grisha couldn't help sobbing and shedding tears.
Zuo Si didn't care at all about the reactions of the ordinary people watching. Instead, he concentrated on casting detection magic and searching for things that interested him in this body.
After a while, he took out something that looked like a silver translucent sphere from the deepest part of the mixed structure of flesh and metal near his lower abdomen.
Although it didn't look very big when it was just taken out, it was only slightly larger than a tennis ball.
But after being exposed to the air, it began to expand rapidly, eventually taking on a giant sphere with a diameter of one and a half meters.
The outermost layer is like a smooth mercury mirror, which can clearly reflect the shadows of everything around it.
After its size was fixed, this thing emitting dazzling magical light began to release an invisible force, affecting every creature that saw it.
It was a strong desire to get it! It was also an irrepressible desire for possession! Whether it was Zuo Si himself or the originally respectful refugees around him, without exception, they all had the urge to take possession of the sphere.
fortunately!
Zuo Si was extremely wary of this kind of spiritual and mental influence. He immediately regained consciousness through the protection and divine power he had built, and cast a powerful spell to shield the energy released by the sphere.
Just one second later, the rest of the people who were affected also came to their senses and began to tremble uncontrollably on the spot.
"What the hell is this?!"
Melila's face was filled with shock and fear.
Zuo Si pursed his lips with an undisguised look of joy, and replied meaningfully: "If I am not mistaken, it should be the famous [Yingqi Orb].
A magical artifact that can 100% replicate all magic and creations, and can even instantly double the magical energy in a certain area.
Monarch, the former ruler of Mirrodin, whom you regard as a destructive tyrant, was created with this thing.
It possesses unimaginable power and is also a treasure that all spellcasters and even planeswalkers desire to obtain.
I think the reason why Grissa's soul has persisted for so long is probably due to the [Incredible Orb].
After the last major event in Mirrodin, Karn, the creator of this time and space, turned Monaco back into the [Incredible Orb] and gave it to Grisha and Sloba for safekeeping.
And there is still a spark of ember left in this [Yingqi Orb] in front of me."
As one of the most famous artifacts, how amazing is the power of [Inspiring Orb]? Apart from anything else, the fact that it can directly copy any magic by paying mana of the corresponding color is enough to prove its value to the caster.
Notice!
It's all magic! If we take the spellcasting system of Faerun as an example, whether it's arcane or divine magic, whether it's zero ring to nine rings, or legendary magic above that, all can automatically realize "super magic skills - spell twins", and other super magic skills can be superimposed on this basis.
Just imagine, when others can cast one spell but you can cast two, what a terrifying and overwhelming advantage this will be in the top-level spell duel.
Especially those legendary magics with huge power, if they were to hit him for two consecutive seconds, even the Dragon King with amazing vitality would not be able to withstand it.
In addition, this copying not only includes spells cast by oneself, but also works for magic items and scrolls.
This means that after obtaining the [Yingqi Orb], when you use spell storage items, Xinbu Spell Sequencer and other devices to release massive spells at once to bombard the enemy, the effect will be doubled on the original basis.
"So... this female elf infected by the sparkling oil can still be saved?" Melila asked in an uncertain tone.
It was obvious that the red-haired girl's focus was not on the [Yingqi Orb] from beginning to end.
Because although she had reluctantly learned some magic, she had no ambition and was very satisfied with her current life.
Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No, it's too late.
Although her soul is still there, it has been dispersed and stored in some of the sparkling oil, and it is almost impossible to extract it completely.
But the good news is that she can retain her self-awareness to some extent, instead of becoming a puppet controlled by the Judges."
"What are you going to do with her?"
There was a hint of pity in the kind-hearted Melila's eyes.
"It's simple. First, send her to the laboratory and lock her up to prevent the uncontrolled oil in Grisha's body from leaking out and infecting other people. As for the rest, we'll talk about it after she wakes up."
After saying that, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Pah! After a crisp sound, several soulless constructs that looked like metal golems but were actually completely transformed by the new oil walked out of the laboratory, dragged the heroine who saved all the creatures in Mirrodin last time into the laboratory, and cleaned up the remaining oil on the ground.
An older Dark Azure elf who looked like the leader of the tribe stepped forward and asked cautiously, "Master, will Grisha survive?"
"Of course. Although it may be a little different from what you imagined, I assure you that her soul will be reborn in a new body."
Zuo Si gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.
"As long as I can survive, thank you! Thank you so much!"
The elder, along with a large group of elves, knelt down and prostrated themselves before them. Then they quickly turned around and left, heading for their gathering place inside the Iron City.
Seeing that the crisis had been properly handled, the other races also evacuated in an orderly manner under the command of the tribal leaders and went about their business.
After all, they still have to work hard to obtain the food and clean drinking water necessary for survival, so they have no time to waste here.
After all the people's attention was dispersed, Zuo Si activated the unique ability of spark connection and resonance, injected mana into it to reignite the remaining spark embers in the [Yingqi Orb], turning it into a LV1 planeswalker spark and absorbing it into his body.
It goes without saying that this spark was the one that Grisha ignited in the critical moment.
Later, after Kahn used its power to complete the resurrection, its power was almost exhausted, with only a little bit of it remaining in Sroba's body.
When they were attacked after leaving the center of the earth, Sroba stuffed the spark ember into the [Incredible Orb] and returned it to Grisha before he died.
If Zuo Si had not interfered, according to the original plot, this spark ember should have been completely extinguished as Grisha was "Nirvana".
But now, it has become the third planeswalker spark that Zuo Si has successfully collected.
As for the attributes, you don’t need to ask to know that it definitely tends to be green.
Since this spark had been constantly changing hands since its creation, and each owner held it for a very short time, there was no time to make any cards.
So it was empty and clean, just like many people's wallets and bank cards.
Just when Zuo was about to ask the hunting team where they found Grisha, Elspeth Tiree, who had been watching the show for a long time, finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you Soth, the lord and king of this city?"
"My name is Soth, that's right. But why don't I know that I am the lord or king here?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows and asked back.
Ai Zi was slightly stunned, and answered subconsciously: "But the residents here call you Master or Sir. They respect and love you, and think that you saved all the people who fled here, and gave them work and the food and water they need to survive."
Zuo Si sneered and shook his head: "No, you are wrong, that is just the refugees' wrong judgment based on wrong cognition.
I have never acknowledged myself as the lord of this land, nor have I ever issued any laws or rules, let alone declared myself to be a king.
The Iron City you see here was actually built entirely by the people who fled here after being attacked by New Phyrexia.
Rules and laws are also discussed by leaders elected by various ethnic groups and established based on universal values and morals that are acceptable to all.
All I offered was work in exchange for the necessities of life, and in the beginning I punished some tribes that wanted to grow rapidly through plunder.
I have never promised to protect this steel city, nor do I have any obligations or responsibilities to the people here. I am simply protecting the laboratory from enemy attacks."
Hearing this, Elspeth was completely stunned.
Because she simply couldn't believe that this place, which she regarded as the only "paradise" in the entire Mirrodin time and space, actually had no lord, king or any ruling class.
But even so, there was no sign of chaos inside the Steel City. Instead, the city was in good order thanks to the joint efforts of all the refugees.
There are neither pickpockets nor thieves, nor any bullying of vulnerable groups or robbery.
No one can sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor or exploit them.
Everyone has to work hard to get what they need.
A social environment so close to absolute fairness was something that Elspeth had never seen during her travels through other time and space, so she inevitably developed a strong interest in Zuo Si, who had established all of this.
But now, after learning the truth, she felt a strong sense of unreality, and at the same time, an absurd feeling that could not be described in words emerged in her heart.
Why? Why is it that in many times and spaces, the ideal social state that the rulers have tried their best to achieve cannot be achieved, but here it is easily achieved without any external interference?
I don't understand! I can't figure it out! The intense collision of thoughts made Elspeth stand there for a long time without being able to utter a single word.
"Why, you can't figure it out?"
Zuo Si asked without turning his head while fiddling with the [Yingqi Orb], shrinking its size to the size of his palm.
"Please tell me why!"
Elspeth leaned down and bowed deeply.
Feeling the powerful force contained in the [Yingqi Orb] in his palm, Zuo Si patiently explained: "Actually, the reason is very simple.
When these refugees fled here, they were basically in a state of having nothing.
To put it in a more understandable way, they are all complete proletarians who cannot even guarantee their own survival.
At this time, I gave them the only way to survive, which was to exchange food and water through labor.
In order to survive, the refugees had no choice but to work according to my instructions.
When I got the food and drink for the first time after the work was completed, I successfully established a contract of mutual trust with them.
As long as we work hard, everyone can survive and live better than before.
Gradually, when those who arrived first, have better physical fitness and work harder begin to accumulate wealth, they will seriously consider how to ensure the safety of their property.
Perhaps in the beginning when the number of people gathered was relatively small, they needed the help of my military deterrence to warn those tribes that were accustomed to making a living by looting.
But as the number of refugees increases, laws and rules improve, and more and more people need to protect the safety of their property, the Steel City will form a strong social consensus.
At this time, anyone who wants to rob or steal will be subject to the most severe punishment.
Most importantly, all of these necessities of survival, whether food or clean drinking water, are consumed every day without being produced.
And the only way to get it consistently is to work for me.
As long as I don't exploit and enslave these refugees ruthlessly or suddenly cut off their supply, they will always be in a very stable and almost absolutely fair social environment.
Because apart from me, no one can truly control wealth and resources, let alone hold on to power for a long time and use it as a tool to pursue personal gain.
So don't think that this is achieved through some clever means or wisdom.
Just the opposite!
Normally, people who can do this can be called tyrants or end-productive people.
Believe me, if such a guy appears in a country or even in the world, it is probably not a good thing. "
"Are you saying in disguise that you are not a good person?"
The expression on Elspeth's face was very strange, as if she was looking at a monster.
Zuo Si nodded expressionlessly: "That's right. I suggest you don't have any unrealistic fantasies about me, and don't think that I am selflessly saving these refugees. I am different from you. I have a strong purpose in doing everything."
Hearing this, Elspeth burst out laughing and teased in a half-joking tone: "Okay.
In my life, I have met many hypocrites who claim to be kind and righteous, but do dirty things secretly.
But you are the first one who admits that you are not a good person when you first meet someone, but actually helps others.
Regardless of your motivation, it is an incredible and great act of kindness to keep so many people suffering from the ravages of war alive.
Although I'm not quite sure what means you use to continuously transport sufficient food, drinking water and other daily necessities from other time and space.
My name is Elspeth, Elspeth Tirel, a planeswalker seeking a quiet retreat.
Nice to meet you, Mr. Soth, who is not a good person."
"I don't particularly want to meet you, Lady Elspeth Tirel."
Zuo Si pretended to be embarrassed.
It was obvious that from the moment they met, he was using all kinds of psychological techniques to induce the other party to inevitably develop a strong curiosity about him.
As for the purpose, of course, it is to quickly improve the relationship between each other, and by the way, study the [Chengyang Sword] that is powerful enough to kill gods.
Of course, this sword was not called this name before it was reforged by Heliod, the sun god of the time and space of Theros.
Instead, it should be called the [Sword of Chaos].
However, the power contained within it that is enough to harm the essence of the gods has already existed.
"Oh? Why? Have we met before?"
Elspeth asked in an uncertain tone.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and responded, "Although I have never met you, I have heard of your name. Before coming to Mirrodin, you must have lived in the Bant Fragment World in the Alara Plane for a long time, right?"
"Yes."
Upon hearing the name "Bant", Elspeth's originally bright pupils suddenly dimmed.
Because that place dominated by white mana is full of order and friendship, the relationships between people are also very simple.
Once upon a time, she thought that was the ideal retreat she had been looking for.
But who would have known that this wonderful life would completely disappear as the five fragmented worlds merged into one.
As mana of other colors poured in, the people living in Bant were no longer as innocent as before, but gradually became evil and full of desires.
Coupled with the secret manipulation of the old dragon Nicol Bolas, the battle that broke out between them reminded Elspeth of her painful experiences in her childhood, so she finally chose to leave.
"If you don't mind, could you tell me what happened in Alara while you were away?"
Zuo Si asked in a deliberately casual manner.
No doubt he wanted to know whether Nicol Bolas's plan to devour the world's energies had succeeded or failed.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know much about Alara.
But according to another leonine planeswalker, Ajani Goldmane, he has already identified the mastermind behind the conspiracy.
If you want to know more, you can go and ask him yourself.
At least in my opinion, Alara did not end up in destruction, it was just that the magical energy became a little thinner than before.
Especially the black, red, and blue mana, which have been reduced by about half."
Elspeth concealed nothing and told all the information she knew in one breath.
"Half?"
Zuo Si keenly grasped the key words and instantly realized that Nicol Bolas had most likely succeeded.
You have to know that this is a world with plenty of mana.
This means that the old dragon has gotten rid of his weakest state and has once again become the terrifying and intimidating Dragon Lord.
Just with the energy he absorbed, he is able to defeat more than 99 percent of the new generation of planeswalkers.
Apparently, Elspeth had no idea what Nicol Bolas was planning, so she asked subconsciously, "Any questions?"
“No, nothing.
By the way, you probably haven't had anything decent to eat for a long time, right?
How about I treat you today and let us have a delicious and sumptuous meal together?"
A barely perceptible light flashed in Zuo Si's eyes, and he quickly changed the subject.
Melila, who was standing by, swallowed her saliva immediately after hearing this, clapped her hands excitedly and shouted, "Great! Great! I haven't tasted such a delicious dish in a long time!"
"Don't you want to know me? Why did you invite me to dinner? Wouldn't it be better to just kick me out?"
Elspeth stared into Zuo Si's eyes with great curiosity.
Under the latter's carefully designed guidance, she now really wanted to figure out what kind of person this young planeswalker in front of her was and why he always gave her a different feeling.
"Drive you away?
Now the entire Mirrodin is undergoing an unprecedented upheaval.
Those who call themselves the Inquisitors of New Phyrexia are waging war everywhere.
Unless you choose to leave this space and time, there is simply no other place to go.
There was not even any food to eat or water to drink.
Let's go, even if we have to leave, we have to fill our stomachs first."
After saying that, Zuo Si pretended to be very casual and patted Ai Zipei on the shoulder, then walked straight into the living area inside the laboratory.
When Ai Zipei sat down at the dining table, thinking that the so-called "big meal" would require at least an hour or two of waiting, she suddenly saw a dazzling white light emitting from Zuo Si's hands, while he was muttering some syllables that she could not understand.
The next second...
Countless sumptuous dishes, fruits and drinks directly covered the more than ten-meter-long table.
The pungent aroma and fresh taste that hit her face made her dazed for half a minute. Then she shuddered and opened her mouth to ask stutteringly: "Is this... is this some kind of creation magic? No! Should I say that magic can really create such rich and perfect food?"
"Its name is Hero's Banquet, and it is a high-level divine magic bestowed upon priests by the gods in my world.
Before the meal begins, please allow me to say a few words of blessing as the host.
Welcome to Mirrodin, Lady Elspeth Tirel, and bon appétit.
I hope you can find what you are looking for here.”
After saying this, Zuo Si raised the glass filled with wine, clinked it lightly with the other party's, then put it to his lips and took a sip.
The moment the dark red liquid entered the mouth and came into contact with the tongue, an indescribable taste filled Ai Zibei's mouth, making her unable to hold back and directly drink the full glass of wine. A faint blush immediately appeared on her fair face.
She swore she had never tasted such a delicious and addictive wine.
However, in order to hide her embarrassment, the female planeswalker quickly forked a piece of steak into her mouth and took a bite.
moment!
The tender meat and delicious sauce almost made her swallow her tongue.
At this moment, Elspeth finally understood why Melira was so happy to hear about the feast.
This kind of food created by magic is simply not something that an ordinary chef can make.
Even if your cooking skills are up to par, it may be difficult to find good enough ingredients and the numerous condiments.
Following the principle of not eating when someone invites you, Elspeth and Melila soon turned into foodies, specifically picking out those things that could bring the ultimate enjoyment and stimulation to their taste buds, and occasionally exchanging dishes to see which ones tasted better.
Zuo Si only stayed for a symbolic moment and soon stood up, said goodbye and walked out of the closed laboratory.
When he arrived at an empty and deserted place outside the city, he immediately stopped and turned around to stare at the dark corner, and asked in an emotionless tone: "How long do you plan to hide?"
The next second...
A man with a terrifying rose-colored light flashing in his eyes, his right arm and most of his body completely transformed into a metal mechanical structure, and one could even see his planeswalker spark exposed and flashing wildly.
And those metals are the specialties of the Alara plane - etherium.
Without a doubt!
There is only one planeswalker with this special appearance, and that is the genius artificer - Tezzeret.
However, this guy's current condition is a bit miserable. Not only did he suffer the memory cleansing of Jace Beleren, but he was also used and exploited like a pawn by the old dragon Nicol Bolas.
"I came to Mirrodin on the orders of my master to investigate the extent of the infestation of the Glow Oil and the threat level of New Phyrexia."
Tezzeret made his purpose clear.
With his blank memory and cognition, he had no idea who the guy in front of him was. He instinctively felt that he was a planeswalker working for Nicol Bolas, just like himself.
"So what? What does this have to do with me?" Zuo Si asked calmly.
"I need your help. Especially the girl named Melila, who seems to be immune to the infection of the oil and has the ability to remove the oil from other people's bodies. Give her to me, I want to do some experiments."
Tezzeret made the request bluntly.
In his opinion, the other party had no reason to refuse.
But Zuo Si sneered contemptuously after hearing this: "Haha, who do you think you are? You actually want to ask me for something without paying any price?"
"What do you mean? You're not going to cooperate with me?"
Tezzeret's face suddenly became extremely gloomy and dangerous.
You know, he is not a good person.
Back in the plane of Alara, he fought a battle with Nicol Bolas at his weakest, and almost overturned the old dragon with the huge mana gained from the fusion with the Grixis Fragment World.
"I'm a simple person. If you want to take something from me, you can either exchange it with someone or something I think is valuable enough, or you can defeat me and take it from me. Which one do you plan to choose?"
As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hands and assumed a fighting stance. Horrifying magical energy gathered around his body in just a few seconds.
"Hmph! Very good! Then I will beat you into submission! Be careful, I will hit you hard. If you die accidentally, you can't blame me."
A ferocious expression suddenly appeared on Tezzeret's face. He raised the arm that had been transformed with etherium and slowly pulled out an extremely thick arc of energy, then swung it fiercely towards Zuo Si.
Snap! After a crisp sound, he saw a layer of gold that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye forming a layer of protection in front of the opponent, perfectly blocking his attack.
Etherium Shield?! Tezzeret was shocked to see this kind of spell that only spellcasters from his hometown were good at in Mirrodin.
After all, etherium is a very rare, expensive, and uncommon substance even in its place of origin, Alara.
Many spellcasters spend their entire lives just to obtain an etherium heart and then enter the Supreme Being to become one of them.
"You seem surprised?"
There was a hint of teasing in Zuo Si's tone.
"Where did you obtain the etherium and related spells?"
Tezzeret demanded, his eyes narrowed.
“Of course it’s Alara.
Is it possible that there is a second time and space in this universe that produces such interesting magical metal as etherium?
Foolish and ignorant fool, today I will let you see the insurmountable gap between you and me.
Remember, be more polite and respectful next time you speak.
Otherwise I wouldn't mind ripping your body apart, digging out your spark, and informing Nicol Bolas that he can find a new servant."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si suddenly opened his arms and took out a huge amount of Yi Jin from the bag he was carrying, forming an extremely huge and complex structure around himself.
"This...how is this possible!?"
Tezzeret was stunned.
He even slapped himself in the face to make sure he wasn't dreaming or hallucinating.
You have to know that in order to collect the Yijin needed to transform his body and arms, he spent countless efforts and did many small tricks in private before he finally collected enough money.
But now, a stranger could easily come up with dozens or even hundreds of times the amount of gold.
From the skillful and delicate manipulation, it is not difficult to judge that the other party knows 100% about the magic of Yijin.
The problem was, Tezzeret was certain that this young planeswalker was not one of the higher-ranking members of the Order.
"Be careful, don't die, I'm going to hit you hard too."
Zuo Si drew terrifying red mana from the mana pool, and then injected it all into the huge and complex Etherium spell structure.
Before Tezzeret could react, blinding red light converged from the countless etherium threads to the front of the entire structure, forming a ball of energy emitting a destructive aura.
Since red mana originally represents destruction, chaos, passion, and impulse, it is often far more terrifying in terms of impact than the other four colors of mana.
"Damn it!"
Tezzeret realized that this attack was no small matter and broke out in a cold sweat. Without even thinking, he quickly activated several cards hidden in his palms.
In the blink of an eye, four layers of gold shields appeared in front of him one after another.
Just when this guy wanted to activate more protective spells, Zuo Si fired out the red ball of light.
The energy ball flew out at a speed faster than the speed of sound, crashing directly into the Etherium shield in front of Tezzeret and propelling it thousands of meters into the air.
The speed was so fast and the brightness was so high that even the residents of the Steel City mistakenly thought it was a meteor passing by, and they stopped to watch.
After rising to a certain height in about ten seconds, the red energy ball that had been kept stable by the Etherium device showed its most terrifying side.
Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The scorching flames, shock waves, and bright light like the sun directly swept over and covered the area with a radius of two to three thousand meters above the head.
The deafening sound continued to echo in the hollow interior of Mirrodin, making people unable to help but cover their ears and squat on the ground with painful expressions.
By the time it was all over, Tezzeret was long gone.
To be precise, at the moment when the last metal shield was destroyed, the planeswalker spark was directly activated and escaped from this world.
Zuo Si used his actions to teach the planeswalker a lesson: never, never, never try to compete with him in terms of resources or artifacts.
Of course, the reason why he was so tough was that he wanted to keep the secret of the new oil, at least not let Nicol Bolas know about it at this stage.
Melila's bloodline and physique are very special. It can be said that she is the biggest nemesis of Shuoyou, without a doubt. Therefore, she must not fall into the hands of others no matter what...
(End of this chapter)
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