Deep beneath the Athkatra Mage Tower lies a maze of tunnels and cities.
Zuo Si was carefully examining the dragon eggs that had just been delivered to him, feeling the small lives inside that were completely corroded by the power of hell. After several minutes, he commented with interest: "The state of these eggs is very interesting, much more peculiar than I imagined. I have to say that Sammaster and the Dragon Cult he founded are indeed something."
"Can these dragon eggs be hatched?"
Kulremos, who remained in human form, asked cautiously.
Even though this "filial son" was fearless when causing trouble in the North and the Kingdom of Cormyr, his ambitions and desires were expanding at an unimaginable speed.
Even the chosen ones of the magic goddess, such as Elminster and Storm Silverhand, are not taken seriously.
But at this moment he behaved extremely humble and cautious, without any arrogance at all, he was completely different from his usual self.
Occasionally, a hint of fear would be revealed in his eyes.
“Theoretically, it’s not possible.
Because of your blasphemous act of forced mating and the filthy and evil magic rituals of the Dragon Cult, the originally kind bloodline nature of the metal dragon has been tainted, making it impossible for the original soul of the dragon to be conceived normally.
In addition, these dragon eggs are all cursed without exception, and it is most likely a curse from the Dragon God.
I think you know what this means.
But fortunately, I have two teams working on the project of creating new dragon species, and they have made quite good progress.
So I have a way to reverse their bloodline, inject the bloodline of purgatory, evil color dragon or some other dragons from other worlds, and help them complete their transformation and rebirth.
If they are lucky, they can even turn these profane, filthy, evil and cursed powers into part of their talents.
In other words, your offspring will form a new subspecies of dragon.
They are cruel, vicious, bloodthirsty, and cunning by nature, but also extremely smart and insidious.
The overall alignment will be neutral evil, just like you."
Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth slightly and explained meaningfully.
The brother and sister Bahamut, the god of good dragons, and Tiamat, the goddess of evil dragons, had been encouraging their followers to slaughter fellow dragons from the opposing camp for a long time, causing the dragons to lose their hegemony over the entire world in the infighting.
Nowadays, the dragons on the continent of Faerun have learned their lesson and are not willing to hand over their faith to them.
Especially metal dragons of the good camp often have many other options.
For example, there is Tamara, the dragon god known as the "Lady of Mercy", Hel, the "Wicker", and Randis, the "Scale of Justice".
The first two are both good camps, one tends to be neutral good and the other tends to be chaotic good.
The latter is lawful neutral, which covers all lawful alignments including lawful good.
Evil chromatic dragons can believe in "Karrix, the Destroyer of All Things" and "Estelab, the Lord of Treasure".
Neutral dragons can even believe in Chronepsis the Observer, Io the Nine-Faced Dragon God who covers all factions, and Sadio the Gem Dragon God.
The dragon lich can worship Falazul, who holds the priesthood of "undeath", "corruption" and "withering".
Therefore, Zuo Si felt that the curse on these dragon eggs might have little to do with Bahamut, but was the work of other dragon gods from the good camp.
Otherwise, with the Platinum Dragon God's hatred of evil, after sensing what the "filial son" did, he would most likely send down his incarnation or send out his most powerful messengers and voters to kill him.
It would never be as "light" as simply casting a curse on these dragon eggs.
"A curse from a dragon god? You mean...what I did to that silver dragon was seen by a dragon god?"
Kurremos's expression changed slightly.
Since he was much smarter than Wilmes, he obviously knew very well what it meant to be targeted by a dragon god.
"Why, are you scared now?"
Zuo Si raised his head and glanced at the other person with a smile.
Kurremos hurriedly shook his head: "No, of course not.
Because there are only two dragon gods who are truly capable of descending and incarnating in Toril, and they are in a state of mutual restraint.
As for the so-called voters and believers under the other side, I don’t take them seriously at all.
I'm just a little curious about which dragon god the silver dragon that is about to be transformed into a dracolich believes in.
In addition, the hatching and growth of these dragon eggs are left to you.
Only you can make them hatch and gain great power in a short period of time.
I don't need too much, just give me a son and a daughter when the time comes.
I will use them to deal with Castellanfillion and the dragon paladins of the Claw of Justice around her."
Zuo Sixiang nodded without even thinking: "No problem, I can meet your insignificant little request.
But before that, I want to ask you, what is the purpose of your so-called revenge? To save your lost face? Or is it because you are so angry that you want to vent your inner resentment?
Or is it to prove that you are no longer the young boy who was easily seduced by beauty? If these are the only ridiculous reasons, then you are really disappointing to me.
After all, I have emphasized more than once that evil, cruelty and killing are always means, not ends.
If you want to pursue extreme evil, first get rid of all meaningless emotions and raise them to the level of philosophy, thoughts and values.
Remember, my dear servant, no evil worthy of praise in this world or even in the universe is born out of anger and impulse.
That is depravity at best, not evil in the true sense."
Kuerremos took a deep breath, bent down and bowed deeply: "I... understand what you mean.
Please rest assured that I can control my emotions and try to act calmly and rationally.
And I promise that no accidents will occur in this once-in-a-lifetime plan due to personal grudges.
Do you have any other instructions regarding this operation against the Harper and Scar Claus?"
"No special instructions, just do your job. In order to prevent some self-righteous old guys from messing things up, I will send you two strong enough helpers."
As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Snap! With a crisp sound echoing in the air, the two portals opened instantly.
Next, a Saren monster whose body was made up entirely of black primitive magical energy walked out of the portal on the right. In one of its hands, it was dragging an inky sphere with a diameter of one and a half meters, which continuously emitted terrifying magic and shadow energy to the surroundings.
An elf that looked very strange walked out of the door on the left.
The moment the elf appeared, all the energy around it began to gather towards his body, and even formed a small magic vortex due to the rapid absorption speed.
Gulp!
Kurremos swallowed subconsciously.
As a wizard and a warlock, with both spellcasting levels above legendary, and as well as the advanced Purgatory Brass Dragon from the Followers of Arcane, he felt the terrifying magical power possessed by the two almost instantly.
The former seemed to be integrated with the shadow magic web and possessed inexhaustible energy.
The latter continuously absorbs all the energy around it like a black hole, and even a legendary wizard will be sucked dry by it in a very short time.
It goes without saying that these two are none other than the new followers that Zuo Si separated from the [Shadow Energy Core] before.
Among them, the Saren monster is Agatha, the great arcanist of the Netheril era, and is also the current controller of the [Shadow Energy Core]; the elf is Varis, the leader of the Phailin Magic Hollows.
Since these two guys don't need to cast spells through the magic net controlled by the Goddess of Magic, they can ignore to a certain extent the huge advantage that Silver Fire may bring in the battle between spellcasters.
"They are..."
Faced with these two "monsters" that suddenly appeared out of nowhere, Kurremos felt his scalp tingling and all the muscles and nerves in his body were tense.
Although he had been overestimating the power in Zuo Si's hands, he still felt awe and fear when he saw the latter summon two such subordinates effortlessly.
Because Kurremos had no idea how many cards the master who controlled his life, death and even his soul had yet to reveal.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and replied, "You don't need to know their names, you just need to know that they will follow you and deal with some troublesome enemies when you need them."
"Understood. Thank you for your generous support."
Seeing that he could not get any useful information, Kurremos had to give up. He quickly cast a group teleportation magic and took Agatha and Varis back to his temporary base.
With these two powerful helpers, he now felt that even if Sammaster, the founder of the Cult of the Dragon, came to his door to demand accountability, he would have no choice but to flee in disgrace with his tail between his legs.
After watching the "filial son" leave, the Flame Dragon Knight Davian, who had been standing aside for a long time without saying a word, finally couldn't help but ask, "Master, why don't you let me go? With my current strength, I can completely suppress the whole place by myself."
“Because it’s not necessary.
Don't forget, we are positive characters who need to maintain our own image and try to avoid getting involved in things that may lead to negative public opinion.
It is better to leave the dirty work like this to other people.
There are some things you can do, but you absolutely cannot do them yourself. Instead, you need someone to do them for you.
This is why I formed the Black Glove.
In view of the current chaotic situation in the entire continent of Faerun, you should focus on the Sons of Bhaal in the Marching Mountains for the time being.
As long as they don't invade cities and villages, it doesn't matter what kind of trouble they make.
If someone crosses the line, you immediately respond with a warning attack.”
Zuo Si gave orders to the follower who had followed him the longest.
Davian said nothing, nodded slightly, then cast a teleportation spell and disappeared on the spot.
Since the Marching Mountains area is the source of two major rivers in Kalinshan and has extremely convenient river transportation, he understands how difficult it is to keep an eye on these increasingly powerful sons of God.
If we accidentally allow them to invade important riverside or coastal port towns in the south and cause chaos and killing, it will definitely deal a huge blow to the West Coast Empire, which is undergoing large-scale infrastructure construction and rapid economic development.
After all, social security is directly related to the stability of a country and must never be taken lightly at any time.
Otherwise, the thieves' guilds that were eliminated with great difficulty will soon emerge one after another like mushrooms after a rain.
After seeing Davian off, Zuo Si immediately began to use the technology at his disposal to perform a series of genetic and magical modifications on the dragon eggs in front of him.
After finishing all this, he took the dragon egg and transferred his soul and consciousness to his clone in Zendikar time and space, intending to use time magic to hatch and cultivate a group of adult dragon subspecies here.
Since they are the descendants of Kurremos and the dragon eggs are infused with a large amount of hell power, there is no need to worry about encountering the previous situation of disobeying orders after growing up.
After a while, more than thirty giant beasts with terrifying dragon power were soaring in the sky, which was filled with magical energy so abundant that it was about to overflow the world.
The most important thing is that the guardian of Zendikar, the "Lithomancer" Nahiri, has now gone to the Ixalan time and space to monitor the artifact, the Immortal Sun, so Zuo Si does not need to spend time dealing with this slightly crazy woman. Instead, he can take some time to appreciate the magnificent scenery around him.
Since the three Eldrazi Tairan have all disappeared, the world will of Zendikar is no longer as violent as before, and various horrific natural disasters are slowly subsiding.
This means that places that were previously unsuitable for large population gatherings can now begin to build densely populated towns.
Different races are coming together at a very fast pace, evolving from small settlements towards urbanization.
The intelligent creatures that previously could only survive by gathering and hunting have now developed small-scale agriculture, animal husbandry and metal smelting technology.
In particular, the magical metals, gems and other specialties created in this time and space with super abundant mana aroused Zuo Si's great interest.
After packing up all the hatched dragons, he immediately went to the largest coastal cities to trade with the locals and obtain materials that could be used to make high-level magical items and even artifacts.
Just as he was enjoying shopping, he suddenly found a figure wearing a blue-green cloak with white patterns appearing not far ahead.
Planeswalker—Jace Beleren? Zuo Si recognized him almost immediately, and immediately put the ore in his hand back on the stall, then walked up to him with a smile and said hello.
"Long time no see, dear friend. Are you waiting for me here specially?"
Jace Beleren slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of blue eyes hidden under his hood. "What else? You know, I spent more than a month looking for you, and even traveled back and forth in different time and space."
"Why me?"
Zuo Si asked calmly.
"Of course, Nicol Bolas and his evil, sinister plans.
In fact, after our last meeting, I returned to Ravnica and began to secretly investigate.
The investigation turned up a large number of his spies within the Guildpact, including many planeswalkers like you and me.
Most importantly, my allies discovered a plane called Amonkhet while following the clues.
There stands a massive horned monument to Nicol Bolas, and much of his legend is told.
There is something wrong with this world, and it seems to be harboring a huge conspiracy.
I thought you could join us in investigating the cause and effect."
Jace Beleren did not hide anything and directly stated the purpose of his trip.
Although he did not completely trust the young human in front of him because he could not read Zuo Si's thoughts and memories, he understood that when dealing with a powerful enemy like Nicol Bolas, he had to win over as many planeswalker allies as possible.
"Who are the allies you have found now?"
Zuo Si asked in an uncertain tone.
Jace Beleren answered without hesitation: "Lilian Navis, Chandra Nalaar, Nissa Revane, Gideon Jura.
They were either schemed against by Nicol Bolas or, like me, used to break the seal on the Eldrazi titan.
Now we need the guidance of someone who knows the inside story to figure out what this old dragon wants to do.
And you are the most suitable candidate.
Because we all feel that you must know a lot of secrets and inside information."
Hearing this, the corners of Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably.
Although due to his interference, the original script completely collapsed from the beginning, and these representatives of the new generation of mages did not even experience the major event of the unsealing of the Eldrazi to finally form an alliance.
But who would have thought that even so, the "Five Little Strongmen" would still come together by accident.
And because they had not experienced the rampage of the Eldrazi, they had not yet established contact with the three ancient planeswalkers: Nahiri, Sorin Markov, and the spirit dragon Ugin.
This means that today's Jace Beleren has no idea who Nicol Bolas is.
No one knows how much time and space this oldest and most powerful elder dragon mage has destroyed, and what kind of terrifying power he possesses.
Is the Hour of Devastation on Amonkhet finally about to begin? Or is this just a sign of the beginning, and the other side has not yet begun to conduct a deeper investigation into the secrets behind the plane of Amonkhet?
If it is the former, it means that the War of the Spark is getting closer.
There is no doubt that Zuo Si is not ready for a head-on collision with the old dragon, so he must find a way to delay time and let the final battle come later.
After realizing this, he immediately raised his head and responded, “Sorry, I may not be able to help you this time.
Because the Amonkhet plane is much more dangerous than you expected, and acting rashly may lead to a series of serious consequences.
You are not prepared for the terrible consequences, and neither am I.
So I suggest that you stop all actions on the Amonkhet plane, withdraw and wait patiently until the time comes."
"you mean……
Is Amonkhet effectively controlled by Nicol Bolas? The High God-Pharaoh whom all men and gods must respect and obey?
Jace Beleren was so smart that he immediately guessed the subtext of what he had just said.
Zuo Si nodded in a serious tone, "You can say that.
In fact, Nicol Bolas has assembled an army of undead Eternals on Amonkhet, large enough to wage an all-out war to conquer other planes.
I'm not sure what exactly he wants to do, but once this army is activated, it will inevitably trigger a violent chain reaction.
Until I'm fully prepared, I think it's better not to provoke him."
Jace Beleren narrowed his eyes and pondered for a long time. Finally, he suppressed his curiosity and sighed: "Well, I think I understand what you mean. Since Amonkhet cannot be investigated in depth for the time being, where do you think we should start?"
"Easy! Go to the plane of Kaladesh and find Tezzeret.
据我所知他正在暗中为尼可·波拉斯效力，似乎想要窃取发明家博览会上的时空渡桥。
那是一件可以让非生命体跨越时空进行大规模传送的装置。
如果没猜错的话，尼可·波拉斯应该是想要用它来运送阿芒凯的永生者军团。
只要能抢在泰兹瑞之前拿到时空渡桥，那么我们就能从源头上掐死他的计划。”
左思直截了当给出了一个釜底抽薪的主意。
没有了时空渡桥，老龙就没办法调遣他准备了无数年的永生者军团，自然也就没办法发动火花之战。
到时候只需要搞点小动作，从这群新生代“五小强”的手中把时空渡桥偷走，那么何时发动火花之战就是自己说了算。
掌握主动权一直都是左思所有计划的核心，这一次也不例外。
“原来如此！我想我知道该怎么做了。”
杰斯·贝连眼睛里再次闪烁着蓝色的幽光，马上发动火花的力量消失在原地。
他前脚刚走，后脚左思也跟着启动火花前往阿芒凯时空去找老龙。
两人几乎在同一时间出现在了阿芒凯时空的两个不同地方。
杰斯·贝连简单向另外四名同伴讲述了一下大概得情况，随后一行五人便毫不犹豫的去了卡拉德许追寻泰兹瑞的脚步。
与此同时，远在沙漠中隐藏永生者军团的大金字塔内部，左思也再一次站在了尼可·波拉斯的面前，单手抚胸深深地鞠了一躬。
“伟大龙尊，非常荣幸能够得到您的再一次接见。”
“你还知道来找我？
我还以为你觉得自己翅膀硬了想要摆脱我的控制自立门户呢。
上次在秘罗地的时候，你可是差一点就把我派去的泰兹瑞给打死了。”
老龙阴阳怪气的发出了嘲讽。
从脸上那阴冷狰狞的表情不难看出，他对于左思最近一段时间的表现可以说是相当的不满意。
尤其是那么长时间都没有汇报关于自己兄弟灵龙乌金的消息。
左思对此显然早有准备，不慌不忙的笑着解释道：“我想您应该是误会了什么。
上一次之所以打泰兹瑞，是因为这个蠢货想要狐假虎威借您的名头抢夺我的实验成果，所以我才出手给了他一点教训。
如此成事不足败事有余的废物，根本无法完成您交付的重要任务。
关于这一点，时间会证明一切。
更何况这一次我可是带来了您那位刚刚复活的好兄弟——乌金的消息。”
“乌金？！”
尼可波拉斯听到这个消息两眼瞬间放光，巨大的身体更是微微前倾，两只眼睛里闪烁着蓝、黑、红三色法术力不断交织在一起所形成的风暴。
“是的。
就在不久之前，他亲自前往多明纳里亚进行了一些调查，随后又去依夏兰时空去见了一位老朋友——俄佐。
相信对于这位用自己火花制作出永生圣阳的史芬斯，您应该不会感到陌生才对。
不出意外的话，乌金肯定已经知道了您发动火花之战的企图，正在积极做着应对的准备。
经过之前的失败，我认为乌金肯定不会再轻易与您进行正面决战，而是会千方百计的通过其他手段来破坏整个计划。”
左思非常干脆把提前准备好的说辞一股脑抖落出来。
他的目的非常简单，就是用乌金来转移眼前这条老龙的注意力，为杰斯那边夺取时空渡桥争取到足够的时间。
“该死！这可不是什么好消息。”
意识到乌金可能已经与俄佐再次联手，尼可·波拉斯的脸色顿时变得异常难看。
他可是清楚的记得，千年之前就是这俩老阴比谋划着想要用永恒圣阳，把自己囚禁在某个时空再也无法逃脱。
左思深以为然的点了点头：“你说的没错，这的确是个相当糟糕的消息。
所以我觉得您最好先离开阿芒凯前往其他时空躲起来，防止被持有永生圣阳的乌金算计。
我则会继续源源不断为您提供乌金的动向，争取找到一个合适的时机发动突袭，由您亲自出手将其解决掉。
在此之前，其他的动作做好全部暂停。”
“我真的能相信你么？”
尼可·波拉斯垂下硕大的脑袋，浑身上下散发着令人毛骨悚然的恐怖气息。
“除了我之外，您现在还有可以相信的其他人吗？ 千万别告诉我是泰兹瑞。
他对于您来说只是一件能够被利用的工具，甚至连手下都算不上。
而且这家伙是个典型的墙头草，只效忠于自己。
只要价钱合适，他随时会转而投靠其他人。”
左思显然并没有被吓到，反倒是一脸淡定的反问。
现如今的他早就已经不是第一次被老龙堵住时的弱小与无力，而是已经有了足以弑杀神明的强大力量，勉强可以做到与之一战。
只不过暂时胜算还不是很高，因此不太想要冒险而已。
尼可·波拉斯瞬间陷入了沉默。
思索良久之久，他这才用前爪拖着下巴自顾自的说道：“我承认你说的有点道理。
泰兹瑞的确不是个可靠的人。但问题是你在我的眼中也同样不太可靠。
所以我现在给你一个证明自己的机会。
告诉我，你在秘罗地都看到了什么，又在偷偷研究什么东西？”
听到这句话，左思立刻忍不住笑了，一边笑一边从口袋里掏出两个小瓶子。
其中一个不用问也知道，肯定是装满了最原始的老版本烁油，另外一个则装着从梅梨莱血液中提炼出来的血清。
他没有说话，而是直接将烁油倒在自己的手臂上，任由其对血肉进行侵蚀。
紧跟着再把另外一瓶血清倒上去。
眨眼功夫之前还无比嚣张的烁油在短短几秒钟之内便迅速溶解、挥发，最终彻底消失的无影无踪。
这令人难以置信的一幕让见多识广的老龙露出了无比惊讶的表情，忍不住追问道：“这就是你的研究成果？你找到了一种可以避免烁油侵染的方法？”
“您猜对了。
确切地说，我是在秘罗地找到了一个完全免疫烁油感染，甚至还能帮助别人祛除烁油的人。
当初泰兹瑞就是想要将其夺走，所以我才不得已给了他一个教训。
眼下随着烁油的不断侵染，秘罗地彻底非瑞化已经成了不可避免的现实。
考虑到约格莫夫所领导的旧非瑞曾经对整个宇宙造成的巨大威胁，这个特殊个体的价值非同凡响。”
左思故意摆出一副得意的样子。有选择性说出了部分真相。
毕竟见过梅梨莱独特能力的人太多了，根本没办法进行保密，不如索性说出来赢得老龙的信任。
相比之下，真正需要保密的是在新非瑞克西亚内部进行的反侵染。
那才是真正的杀手锏之一。
“怪不得……”
尼可·波拉斯顿时理解了眼前这个年轻人为何差点动手杀了泰兹瑞。
要是换成自己，如此重要的实验体被抢走，他也会毫不犹豫的选择付诸武力。
不过作为最古老的旅法师之一，老龙不管是对奥札奇泰坦还是非瑞克西亚的烁油都没有太多的畏惧，否则当年也不会前往赞迪卡看过封印之后露出轻蔑不屑的表情。
与自己的兄弟乌金一样，他也有一套可以对付奥札奇的方法。
至于烁油这玩意，尼可·波拉斯更是从来都没有放在眼里。
事实上他在阿芒凯时空培养的永生者军团，其内部就嵌入了一套专门对抗烁油的机制。
这也就意味着，如果有人想要用烁油来感染永生者军团，最终不仅什么都得不到，而且还会免费给永生者进行全方位立体式的升级。
不过永生者的缺点是必须要有一个足够强大的死灵法师居中指挥调度。
而死灵法师莉莲娜就是被精心挑选出来执行这个任务的人。
为此，老龙不惜花费几十年来布局，让这个为了力量、美貌和永生的女人一点一点掉进自己所布置的陷阱。
随着那些当初签署契约的恶魔全部死光，他已经获得了莉莲娜灵魂的所有权。
自认为搞清楚了前因后果的尼可·波拉斯重新恢复高傲，微微扬起头让外面金色的阳光照射在自己那对巨大的犄角，以及犄角中间散发着诡异光芒的灵魂宝石，用一种居高临下的口吻说道：“好吧，我想我现在可以给予你一定的信任了。现在说说看，在带来了如此重要消息的你，究竟想要什么样的奖赏呢？”
“我渴望的东西从来都只有一样，那就是无穷无尽的魔法知识。当然，要是您愿意赐予一些威力惊人的神器我也会欣然接受。”
左思一如既往保持着谦卑与恭敬。
在面对比自己更强大的老龙时，他向来不介意把姿态放得更低一些，从而降低对方的戒心。
这样一来，当火花之战进行到关键时刻突然发动背刺，相信老龙脸上的表情一定会非常精彩。
"Artifact? Ah! Now that you mention it, I remember it. Since you like these things, I'll give this to you."
After that, Nicol Bolas pulled out a peculiarly shaped wooden staff from somewhere and threw it in front of Zuo Si, introducing it with interest: "This was made by the Numenar wizards, the first mortal civilization that emerged on Dominaria after the end of the Elder Dragon War in ancient times.
It contains countless powerful spells and was originally a sacred artifact specially prepared for Karona, the mother of magic.
However, after this powerful man-made god was destroyed, the artifact also lost most of its power.
But even so, it is still a treasure coveted by countless spellcasters.
As for what specific effects will be produced, the situation is different for each person.
In my hands, this artifact will have the effect of gathering and compressing mana, thereby causing even more terrifying destructive power.
But in someone else's hands it might amplify mental magic or increase the area of effect of their best spell.
Thousands of years ago when I was young, I used this artifact to defeat many powerful enemies.
But now it is of no use to me, so I will give it to you as a reward."
There is no doubt that as an elder dragon who has lived for almost 30,000 years, Nicol Bolas possesses various artifacts, magical knowledge, ancient spells, and countless summoned creatures that are comparable to gods or even gods themselves. These are definitely not something that the new generation of planeswalkers can imagine.
Especially when Zuo Si picked up the inconspicuous wooden staff, he immediately felt the energy stored in the sparks in his body begin to burn and boil, as if it had entered some kind of overload state. No matter what the attribute of the energy was, it was repeatedly purified and could pour out in an instant to form a shock wave that was enough to destroy everything.
Fortunately, this feeling only lasted for a few seconds and was quickly suppressed.
He himself couldn't help but sigh in his heart, as expected, this was an exclusive artifact created by the Numenar wizard who created the first ancient magic civilization in the Dominaria time and space for the artificial god, Karona, the mother of magic.
Even after losing most of his power, he still possesses such incredible and terrifying power.
One can imagine how powerful Karona was when she held it.
It took all the efforts of the Numenar wizards, even at the cost of their own self-destruction, to finally destroy the Mother of Magic before she could begin to comprehend the full extent of her power.
"Thank you for your generosity. I promise I will bring you news of Ugin again before long."
Zuo Si placed one hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and gave a solemn assurance.
He was not surprised that the old dragon would give him an ancient and powerful artifact.
Because this meant nothing to Nicol Bolas.
All the gods in the entire Amonkhet time and space, whether they have animal heads or insect heads, hold artifacts in their hands that were made by him.
And Nicol Bolas has at his disposal many powerful spells that can block almost all forms of damage.
This means that as long as he wants, he can make himself invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire. Even if thousands of divine weapons attack together, they cannot destroy even a small scale on his body.
In the original story of War of the Spark, Nicol Bolas suffered a setback entirely because of his carelessness. He forgot about the artifact spear of the jackal-headed fanatical god, Hazoret, and eventually died from the weapon he blessed.
To some extent, if the old dragon can complete the War of Sparks and recover to the level of an ancient planeswalker, then the power he possesses will definitely far exceed the powerful divine power, and he can even create a world for himself and become the god among gods.
The plane of Amonkhet is a living example of this.
He who calls himself God-Pharaoh is basically no different from the God above Gods in this world.
Not only did he brainwash all the gods to serve his plan for immortals, but he also killed them at will after using them and transformed them into undead immortal gods to continue fighting in the War of Sparks. He simply had the power of life and death at will.
"I look forward to your next report. Remember, don't let me down, because that means very, very serious consequences and costs."
After saying these warning words, Nicol Bolas activated the power of sparks and disappeared on the spot.
He was no fool and knew how much of a threat Ugin, the Spirit Dragon, his brother whom he had killed twice, could pose after working with Azor, the creator of the Immortal Sun.
Although I am not at all vulnerable in a head-on battle, it would be a real hassle if I were trapped in Amonkhet by accident.
Nicol Bolas didn't like taking risks at this time, so he decisively chose to go to other time and space to avoid the limelight.
Wait until Ugin and Azor's specific next plans are confirmed before deciding how to respond.
Seeing that he had finally succeeded in scaring the old dragon away after fooling around for a long time, Zuo Si, who stayed where he was, was obviously relieved. He turned around and walked out of the pyramid deep in the desert. While braving the scorching sun and avoiding the mummies wandering aimlessly in the endless yellow sand, he soon found a temple of a beast-headed god.
As luck would have it, there were many people taking part in the trial here.
As one of the five animal-headed gods who appear publicly, Oketra, the true god of faith with a cat's head, is standing on a high place with a majestic look on her face, looking down at the mortals who are either struggling in the trials or showing their noble qualities.
Since she represents order and protection, the content of her trial is more inclined towards teamwork, and her whole body is filled with white mana light that symbolizes order.
Since this was not the first time he had seen a creature like a god, Zuo Si did not show any surprise or nervousness. He hid far away in the crowd, carefully observing and judging the strength of this "Cat God" and the differences between his god form and those gods that existed purely in philosophical forms in the Toril universe.
After about ten minutes, he came to a rough conclusion. He then blended into the crowd and slowly retreated. Finally, he found an empty alley, activated the Planeswalker Spark, and left Amonkhet.
(End of this chapter)