Even the increasingly fierce fighting between the Northern Soul City and Zhentil Keep eased a lot in just a few days.
Sel, controlled by the red-robed wizard, directly entered the highest level of combat readiness. Even the fierce and brutal infighting among the chiefs was temporarily stopped and they began to shake hands and make peace with each other and face the outside world in unison.
Because everyone was anxiously speculating whether this meant that someone was preparing to do something big.
After all, Zuo Si has a long history of bad deeds in this regard, and he has never been at peace since he came into this world.
And unlike many people who only react when provoked or threatened, his strategy has always been to take the initiative.
Even if he had never provoked Zuo Si before, as long as he determined that the other party was a potential threat, he would use any means to suppress, weaken, or even completely eradicate him once and for all.
Silvanus, the god of nature and father of oak, is the best example.
Simply because his theory of natural balance did not conform to the requirements of the development of the West Coast Empire, Zuo Si uprooted all the sects and believers in the entire western half of the continent of Faerun at lightning speed.
Although his divine power is still strong, his strength and influence are far less than before.
Even worse, the newly emerged God of Nature, Talona, took the opportunity to expand and seize the former's sphere of influence, and was also actively trying to win over those gods who did not approve of Silvanus's cold, cruel and barbaric side.
For example, the goddess of peace and springs, Eldath, the goddess of the forest, Mielikki, etc., the originally united natural god system seemed to have shown signs of splitting into two.
In addition, Talona also maintained a good relationship with the Mother of Earth, Changtiya.
The churches on both sides have very close cooperation in agriculture, natural cycle degradation and fertilizers.
As for those guys who have provoked Zuo Si...
Look at the biggest winner of the turbulent years, the Prince of Lies, Cyric, who became the most powerful god in the entire country. This demigod was actually reduced from a powerful god to a weak one.
Although due to the nature of his priesthood of lies, it is unlikely that he will completely die in the astral plane due to the decline of faith.
However, as the video footage of the gods being beaten up continued to spread through the dissemination of those people, except for a very small number of truly desperate lunatics, there were not many mortals willing to continue worshiping this disgraceful God of Lies who had completely destroyed society.
And because he offended too many other gods during his madness, Xirik did not dare to send his incarnation to the material world.
Otherwise, both the magic goddess Midnight and the god of death Clemvor would be happy to send an incarnation down to give this former enemy a good beating and humiliation.
If even the powerful divine power is like this, there is naturally no need to say more about the others.
Faced with such a particularly troublesome and extremely dangerous guy, anyone would be on high alert, fearing that they would become the next unlucky person to be targeted.
This is why, after Zuo Si disappeared from the face of the earth for such a long time, the West Coast Empire remained as peaceful as ever, with basically no one daring to incite rebellion or make any small moves in private.
On the one hand, there is a mature bureaucratic judicial system, various overt and covert preventive measures, and many divine churches with common interests and ideals. These forces have successfully nipped most of the emerging dangers in the bud; on the other hand, there is the terrifying deterrent power that he himself possesses.
Every force with a bit of power now knows that Zuo Si is the lord of the ninth level of Baator Hell, a great devil with power comparable to that of a god.
This identity alone is enough to ensure that he will never die easily, not to mention the power of a planeswalker that even the gods admire.
Therefore, people who know the inside story will not take the initiative to provoke such a terrible and troublesome enemy for themselves, and those who don't even know this information will not be able to pose any threat at all.
The latter would often be discovered by the Infernal Red Dragon Wilmes and the Infernal Bronze Dragon Kulremos just as they entered the West Coast Empire's sphere of influence, and then would simply disappear inexplicably.
As to whether he was dead, captured and sold to slave traders, or subjected to some dangerous and cruel experiments, it is unknown.
Anyway, in these wild places full of dangers and monsters, nothing that happens is worth making a fuss about.
But this time, those highly alert guys were obviously a little too sensitive.
Because they did not notice the changes in Zuo Si's identity and psychology at all.
In fact, since the establishment of the West Coast Empire, Zuo Si has changed from a troublemaker to a defender of the existing order.
He understood the limits of what Io, the God above Gods, could tolerate, and he could also clearly see the red line that he must never cross.
Good and evil, chaos and order on the planet Toril must be maintained in a dynamic balance.
Whoever wants to break this balance will inevitably suffer punishment from Io.
Maybe it's just a mild warning, or maybe it's a massive move like the one in the Year of Troubles to bring all the gods down to earth.
Therefore, Zuo Si is very satisfied with the sphere of influence he currently has in the continent of Faerun, and does not plan to continue to expand on a large scale. Instead, he wants to follow the example of the gods and become a chess player who hides behind the scenes and controls everything.
After spending a few relaxing and passionate days with Yalusel, he finally returned to his loyal imperial capital, Askatra.
Just after walking out of the portal, I happened to meet the undead Ovo.
This fat lich, whose entire body was pale and swollen as if he had been soaked in river water for a long time, has now successfully recovered to his normal, slightly fat appearance with the help of the Sunwell's water and the Scourge's unique lich transformation magic.
Unless spells such as detect undead are used, anyone would see it as a normal human being rather than a terrifying undead creature.
"Long time no see, what have you been busy with recently?"
Zuo Si greeted him with a smile.
Ovo answered without hesitation: "Of course, I am busy teaching more apprentices so that I can restore the glory of the Netheril era as soon as possible, and by the way, I can cause some trouble for the City of Ghosts.
You can't imagine how funny their panicked and frightened reactions were when I suddenly made the floating city appear overhead to launch a surprise attack last time.
Although the damage was not great, it did scare Telramant Tanshul.
From then on, he never sent anyone close to the West Coast Empire's sphere of influence.
Oh, I almost forgot to say thank you.
Although I'm not sure where you got those fascinating high-concentration liquid energies and a lot of magical knowledge about alternative death, they did give me great inspiration.
Based on this, I created more than a dozen interesting necromancy magics."
Apparently, Ovo was not considered a member of the Arcane Mystic Council and therefore was not allowed to pass through the portal to Azeroth.
He didn't even quite understand why all the liches around him disappeared one after another for a few days a while ago, and after they came back, both their spellcasting abilities and undead forms were greatly enhanced.
However, considering that this might involve some secrets of Zuo Si himself, he did not inquire too much. He just enjoyed the benefits brought by the water of the Well of the Sun with peace of mind, and used a large amount of materials that he had never seen before to conduct research that interested him.
Zuo Si responded nonchalantly, “You're welcome.
You should know that I never mind sharing knowledge and strength with my friends.
What's more, the liquid energy you mentioned, called the water from the Sunwell, is present in quantities far beyond your imagination.
It can even meet the needs of hundreds of thousands or even millions of spellcasters.
If it weren't for the fact that there was already too much negative energy and death power mixed in, I would even consider providing a fixed quota to each arcane spellcaster and apprentice every month."
"So... this precious well water isn't rare?!"
Ovo's eyes lit up instantly.
Because he has developed several ways to utilize this pure energy, he can even temporarily escape the restrictions of Toril's magic network and cast spells normally in the chaos and dead magic areas.
Even the anti-magic field cannot interfere.
This is undoubtedly a treasure that can play a key role in spell duels of the same level.
If possible, Ovo would definitely like to stockpile 1,800 bottles, on the one hand to conduct more research, and on the other hand to prepare for emergencies.
After all, being a goddess of magic is an absolutely high-risk profession in Faerun.
If something unexpected happens at midnight now, and the magic network loses control and collapses again, the stored water from the Sunwell will be enough to keep them safe for a long time.
Zuo Si knew what the other party was thinking, and proposed the terms of exchange without hesitation: "I can meet your needs for the water of the Sunwell, but in return, you must share all your research results with me."
Ovo nodded quickly. "This is a matter of course. I have no reason to refuse. What's more, I'm not only interested in the well water, but also in the many materials you brought back from other worlds."
"Okay, I'll send you a list later."
With just a few words, Zuo Si finalized the further cooperation with the great arcanist.
He knew very well that the other party was different from those ordinary liches. It was impossible for a Jedi to give him the life box that had been broken into hundreds of pieces for safekeeping.
So naturally it is impossible to take Ovo to other time and space with confidence.
Otherwise, once this guy obtains the spark of the mage through some means, God knows what he will do.
But it would be no problem to make some use of the great arcanist's genius mind and rich magical knowledge.
Ovo was obviously very satisfied with the transaction, and Zuo Si was also very satisfied.
After a brief chat, they quickly separated and went about their own business.
Zuo Si came to the training ground in the lower level of the Wizard Tower alone, and watched with interest as Dumbledore used the spells he had mastered to fight a group of alien creatures summoned for training.
Even though he was only using the arcane magic he had just learned and did not utilize any powerful wizard abilities, he still gave people a feeling of ease.
The reason was simple! This centenarian had experienced too many battles in his life and had long been accustomed to facing death and all kinds of dangers. Therefore, his emotions and state of mind were simply not comparable to those of mages of the same level.
In particular, his rare calmness allows him to always perceive the enemy's weaknesses so that he can take the most effective countermeasures.
So several level five summoned creatures were quickly killed one after another.
When the last fire element was turned into embers and completely disappeared under the continuous blows of the ice storm, Zuo Si could not help but applaud and praised: "It's really wonderful. Dear principal, it seems that you have become a very good arcane spellcaster. At least among people of the same level, there are definitely not many who can compete with you."
"Hahahaha! Thank you for the compliment. It makes me feel like I'm back to the time when I was studying at Hogwarts. But considering my age, this kind of learning progress is not worth making a fuss about. After all, when it comes to experience and knowledge, I'm far ahead of those apprentices."
Dumbledore smiled, stroked his thick beard, and slowly walked out of the training ground.
"Yes. Experience is a valuable asset in life, and I have been a beneficiary of it."
There was a hint of emotion in Zuo Si's tone.
Because he had used this to overcome the initial difficulties, he understood what the principal meant.
A mature heart that is inconsistent with one's appearance and age is always the best disguise.
It allows others to let their guard down and lower their expectations of you.
"I plan to leave for Neverwinter in two days. Do you have anything to remind me?" Dumbledore asked in an uncertain tone.
Zuo Si shook his head slightly, “No, not really, just enjoy the great adventure you're looking forward to.
If you can handle the crisis in Neverwinter, I will keep my promise and send the invitation to your old friend, allowing him to come to this world to reunite with you and renew our relationship.
Oh, almost forgot to ask.
Do you need some information or clues about this crisis? "
Dumbledore refused without hesitation: "No need. Since it is an adventure, you have to rely on your own hands to solve the mystery bit by bit and dig out the truth hidden behind the scenes. I don't like knowing the answer in advance when playing puzzle games, which will make the fun of the game plummet."
"Haha, it's just as I expected. In that case, I can only wish you to create your own legend in this adventure and become a hero sung by bards."
After saying that, Zuo Si glanced at the activated shield hanging on the principal's waist, which was flashing a strange green light.
You don't need to ask to know that this thing is made of Saronite and other materials.
Although its area is only the size of two palms added together, it can withstand attacks from magic weapons above +3, or all non-directional spells below the fifth ring.
With the help of this thing, I believe that with Dumbledore's current wizard level, he should be able to escape unscathed even if he encounters powerful magical creatures such as beholders and dragons.
"Terrible conspiracies, terrifying monsters, and epic heroic adventures, this is the life I have always longed for. Thank you for bringing me into this world, I think I have fallen deeply in love with it."
After saying this, Dumbledore's eyes began to sparkle with a light as bright as stars. He then said goodbye to Zuo Si and went to his room to pack his things. He planned to use the most primitive means of transportation - horses - to go north and appreciate the scenery of the west coast of Faerun.
Although there are already fast and convenient means of transportation such as airships, and he can also use the portal network between wizard towers, he obviously prefers this slow-paced travel.
Zuo Si also came to his own room on the upper floor of the tower. He first gulped down a large glass of fat house happy water, and then asked his most trusted follower without turning back: "How does it feel to return to the material world from the mechanical realm? Do you have the illusion that you are in another world?"
"It's not just like being in another world, it's like being reborn.
I simply cannot imagine how the creatures living in this plane can endure such a boring and unchanging world.
I hope you have seen what you wanted through my eyes.
Otherwise, I don't want to go there a second time."
Davian, who had not been seen for a long time, sat on the sofa with a tired look on his face, which was completely inconsistent with his previous image of being always vigilant and loyal to his duties. He even touched a big cat raised by the owner in the room.
One could even see a range of complex emotions in his eyes, including tension, numbness and disgust.
And this is the result of staying in the outer plane - the mechanical realm for a long time.
Fortunately, Davidian has long been an absolutely powerful quasi-divine power, otherwise he would most likely lose himself in the mechanical realm and eventually become a part of this plane.
"Don't worry, I did get what I wanted."
As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and hooked his finger at his follower.
moment!
One of Davidian's eyes began to shine with a dazzling light, and then a thing like a constantly running gear was slowly separated from the pupil, floating in the air and continuously releasing some kind of power that cannot be described in words to the surroundings.
All the furnishings in the room were quickly rearranged in less than ten seconds, presenting an almost perfect symmetry.
All the books, scrolls, tables, chairs, and magic lamps were neatly arranged in a certain pattern. The few pets that were walking around casually seemed to have sensed something and sat upright on the ground, looking straight ahead without moving.
"This is?!!!"
Davian suddenly stood up from the sofa and looked at everything in front of him with shock.
"This is the real reason why I asked you to go to the Mechanical Realm, to retrieve a trace of the power of absolute order from the Leo Clock Tower at the core of the entire plane."
Zuo Si carefully controlled the gears to slowly fall from the air above his head.
"Damn it! You never told me this before."
Davian finally realized where his strange mental state in the mechanical realm came from.
Whoever carries this root order power in his body will inevitably be affected.
Zuo Si smiled and explained, "Of course I can't tell you about this, otherwise who knows how Singularity and his modrons will react. In fact, this action is essentially a bit of a gamble, but fortunately I won the bet. Do you see this gear? It represents absolute order, which can help me neutralize the chaotic tendency brought about by the abyss fragments."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si embedded the gear directly into the back of his other hand.
The next second...
This force of order surged into the body and quickly suppressed the other demon's hand.
The two forces continue to collide and clash until a delicate balance is formed.
In this way, Zuo Si would not have to worry about the continuous expansion of the new bottomless abyss he created, which would have too much impact on his spirit, consciousness and faction tendencies.
He wanted to create his own abyss instead of simply copying an identical chaotic and disordered bottomless abyss.
"Well, you are right. If I had known the truth, I might not have been able to deceive those modrons that are between constructs and outsiders."
Being used as a tool, Davian could only smile bitterly and bowed deeply to this master whom he could never understand.
"So that's what I keep stressing.
If you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself.
Only when you believe that something fictional is true will the people who listen to you believe that it is true.
You have done a good job on this matter, so take a good rest and relax for a while.
Because it won't be long before we're all busy again."
While speaking, Zuo Si put on another magic glove made of dragon skin to cover the gear-shaped pattern on the back of his hand.
He didn't want too many people to know that he had quietly stolen a ray of the power of order from the mechanical realm.
"Busy?"
Davian keenly grasped a key word.
Zuo Si patiently explained, "Because I have begun to build a super-time and space beacon tower, which will soon send knowledge and information to thousands of time and space at the same time. Once those valuable worlds are discovered, people will be sent immediately to confirm and explore them. And you will undoubtedly be sent to the time and space with the highest degree of danger."
"I see!"
Davian looked thoughtful for a moment, but did not express any opinion.
Among all his followers, he has always been an excellent executor rather than the type who is good at planning.
What's more, as long as we don't go to a hellhole place like the Mechanical Realm, it doesn't matter even if we are in a dangerous world.
In the next few minutes, Zuo Si showed his subordinate some of the major gains in Azeroth, as well as the artifact Golden Storm made by the Mother of Light, Zera.
Since the power of this weapon is somewhat similar to the power of the sun possessed by Davian, he did not hesitate to use his own power to strengthen it repeatedly until the golden lightning and flames were completely integrated together.
…
On the other side, the floating city of Mutahar, far away in another world, has now become a huge construction site.
The blue magic judge Jinjitaxia, who serves as the technical director, is directing his subordinates to build the foundation of the super-time and space beacon tower in an orderly manner through the three-dimensional projection in front of him.
Since this thing has to be at least two kilometers high, the foundation below must be huge to ensure structural stability.
So many of the diaries’ favorite entertainment and special service venues were ruthlessly demolished.
At present, except for the central tower, almost all buildings in the area near the center of the city have been demolished.
A huge deep pit was dug under the ground.
Inside the pit, thousands of magical metal supports were built in a spiral shape that was incomprehensible to ordinary people.
The two metal bars are not welded together, nor are they fastened together by rivets or concave and convex structures. Instead, they are completely integrated together under the effect of magic.
This means that in terms of force bearing, unless the entire tower can be crushed at once, all external forces will be evenly distributed on each metal bar.
In just a few days, the part that was inserted deep into the ground of the floating city was almost completed.
The diary was sitting on a metal stand bored, yawning while controlling the numerous magic crystal towers to enchant it.
As a person whose life goal is to enjoy and vent his desires, what he hates most is this kind of mechanical and repetitive work.
But the problem is that apart from him, there is no one else here who can control so many magic crystal towers at the same time.
So no matter how reluctant you are, you have to grit your teeth and work honestly, and keep comforting yourself with various excuses.
The most important thing is that this guy is different from Zuo Si who is eager to find a world with great value and potential. He just wants to collect more, more beautiful and sexier women to enjoy this ridiculous life with him.
The diary is very clear that it is not a "person" and does not have a so-called "soul". It is just a consciousness condensed from a large number of diaries through magic.
He is not Zuo Si, and he is not even a clone. He is just an accessory of his master.
So he doesn't need to have any lofty goals or ambitions, he just needs to fulfill his duties.
The rest of the time available is for enjoying happiness to the fullest and venting all those desires that are suppressed by reason.
Only this kind of extreme pleasure can make them feel that they really exist.
Therefore, the diary has always been very deliberate in creating a lively, noisy and tempting atmosphere around me.
But now, he had to give up his favorite entertainment and patiently cast various spells on each metal bar.
Just when his patience was being exhausted bit by bit, the highly recognizable electronic sound of Jinjitasha suddenly came to his ears.
"Just five minutes ago, the foundation was completed. Now, you can try to send a message or a signal to test whether it works properly."
"Now? Are you sure?"
The diary subconsciously turned around and glanced at the two planeswalker sparks left behind by Zuo Si.
“Yes, I am quite sure.
In fact, the most important part of this super-time and space beacon tower is the foundation.
Once it is completed, it means having the ability to transmit information to countless worlds through the dark void.
As for the upper part, it is designed to allow information to be transmitted farther and more clearly.
Believe me, this is a great and epoch-making work.
It is not just a tool for transmitting information, but also a beacon that illuminates the dark void.
From now on, even people from different time and space can communicate with each other.
Can you imagine what kind of incredible reaction will occur when different knowledge and technologies are combined in this way? "
Jinjitasha's tone was filled with inexplicable excitement and enthusiasm.
In his eyes, this was not some kind of trans-dimensional beacon, but an inexhaustible source of inspiration that could enable the blue faction he led and even the entire New Phyrexia to rise to unprecedented heights.
Even if all influences are removed, this devil judge who only values technology above all else will become Zuo Si's loyal follower and believer.
But the diary couldn't help but interrupt: "But the question is how can we use one spark to ignite another spark? This is something only a planeswalker can do. Are you going to call Zuo Si over?"
Hearing this, Jinjitaxia suddenly showed a very strange smile, raised his knife-like sharp fingers and shook them gently: "No, no, no, there is no need to disturb the great father of New Phyrexia for such a small matter. You don't think I did nothing after getting the time-space bridge?"
"Oh - damn! Have you been to Kamigawa already?"
The diary suddenly showed an expression of extreme shock and disbelief.
Because he remembered that New Phyrexia gained the ability to fully transform planeswalkers because it received some kind of inspiration in the Shenhe time and space.
"Hahahaha! That's right!
I gained a lot of interesting knowledge and techniques in that world.
Through my research, I have learned a great deal about the mysteries of the Planeswalker Spark.
It is no longer mysterious and unknown to me now.
It is a force that can be directed and manipulated."
Having said that, Jinjitaxia walked straight to the two sparks, touched one of them with some unknown device, and then took it in his hand.
The diary felt its scalp tingling when it saw this scene.
For the first time, he realized how terrifying the Chief Technology and Development Officer of New Phyrexia was. He was simply a monster.
For Jinjitasha, learning all the knowledge and skills was not difficult at all.
This half-mechanical, half-flesh life form, born out of pure rationality, cannot be compared with the human brain and IQ.
As long as it is something it has seen, even without complex disassembly and research, it can figure out the principles and structures of it in a very short time and quickly make a replica.
It might be hard for ordinary people to imagine that a guy with such powerful creative ability does not even have a soul.
However, Jinji Tasha obviously didn't care about the reaction of the diary. He carefully put the two sparks together through the device in his hand, and suddenly injected huge energy as if he was controlling it.
boom!!!!!!!!
Accompanied by a deafening roar, the spark that served as a fuse suddenly began to emit a dazzling light, instantly enveloping the entire Mutahar floating city.
The power that penetrated the heavens, the earth and even the universe instantly caused another spark to resonate.
However, the second spark did not enter the overload state like the previous one, but continued to flash.
When the power of the first spark was completely exhausted and began to slowly go out, the second one absorbed all the energy of the first and became stronger and stronger.
Jinjitaxia raised his hand and threw the spark gently into the deepest part of the huge foundation.
Before anyone could react to what was happening, mysterious runes began to appear on the surface of all the metal supports in the foundations.
When all these runes were lit up, the falling sparks flew into the air from below to a height of about one hundred meters above the ground and remained hovering.
After doing all this, Jinjitasha took off the device that controlled the sparks, grinned and made a gesture of invitation.
"Come on, it's your turn to perform next.
After all, only you have the authority to send knowledge or other information to this vast multiverse.
However, since the entire super-time beacon tower has not been completely completed, I suggest that you should not send content that is too long.
Otherwise, there is a high probability that some parts will be missing.”
"You are such a lunatic! Do you know that if there was even the slightest accident during the spark ignition process, not only would you die, but I and this floating city would also instantly disappear from the universe."
The diary glared at the blue demon judge fiercely.
Although he knew very well that he would not really die, and at best would return to the cemetery with the cards and wait for time to revive, but the beauties he had collected with great effort were definitely beyond salvation.
Jinjitaxia sneered at this and said in a confident tone: "No, there will be no accidents. Because everything is within my calculations. Everything that happened just now has been simulated thousands of times in my mind. What I did was just to reproduce the situation that has been successful countless times."
"Hmph! Stop pretending here. If you are really so sure, why don't you invite the master over and do it in front of him? It is precisely because you are not 100% sure that you are taking advantage of this opportunity to practice."
The diary obviously saw through the Blue Demon Judge's thoughts at a glance and sneered with contempt.
"Whatever you say, I succeeded."
Jinji Tasha acted as if a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.
Just as no victor would ever become a war criminal, no matter how low the success rate of a dangerous experiment, as long as it succeeds there is no need to worry about being blamed.
To some extent, he is indeed an extremely dangerous guy, and the devastating disaster he may cause is probably greater than that of the other Demon Judges combined.
Fortunately, the diary did not intend to dwell on this issue. Instead, it made up its mind to turn around and report to Zuo Si. It walked to the front of the flashing sparks and began to send a large amount of magic and technological content through this tool that could penetrate the dark void.
It's different from what you might imagine where you have to wait a long time to get a response.
In less than ten hours, the feedback information overwhelmed him like a tide.
The diary couldn't even process so many different languages, information, and all kinds of strange questions at the same time. The brain seemed to have crashed and stood there motionless, with only the pupils of the two eyes constantly showing some strange reflections.
"What's wrong with him?"
A fully-automated mechanical dwarf who was in charge of supervising the progress of the project asked his own Demon Judge in an uncertain tone.
Jinjitasha smiled and replied, "His brain structure is too simple to process so much information at the same time. He was overwhelmed by the massive feedback and lost consciousness.
I have to say, compared to the great father of New Phyrexia, this fake is really bad.
But it doesn't matter.
I have proven that the Chrono Beacon works fine.
Now, all we have to do is finish the rest.”
"What about him?"
The mechanical dwarf poked the diary lightly with his finger, which had been unresponsive for a long time.
"Let him stand here. Anyway, this guy has experienced the baptism of the sparkling oil just like us. He won't die even if he stands here for a hundred or a thousand years. What's more, he has merged with a magical artifact like the Broken Magic Crystal. It will probably take him no time to regain consciousness."
There was a hint of teasing and amusement in Jinjitasha's tone.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave to check the precious data about the control of the planeswalker's spark, the motionless diary suddenly shuddered, and its dilated pupils quickly began to focus, actually recovering from the shock of the massive amount of information.
"Tell me, what have you seen and heard? Are there thousands of interesting worlds waiting for us to explore, conquer, and assimilate?"
Jinji Taxia immediately stopped and asked expectantly.
The diary rolled its eyes in annoyance. "Do you think that apart from gods and quasi-god powers, any mortal can handle so much complex information at the same time? I can't even understand the languages I've never come into contact with, let alone the countless bizarre expressions. The multiverse is much larger than we imagined."
"Well, it's my fault for having too many unrealistic expectations of you. Now let's work together to quickly complete this trans-time and space beacon tower so that its true owner can listen to the voice from the entire multiverse. I believe this will definitely be an incomparable journey of exploration."
After saying that, Jinji Tasha turned his gaze to the space-time bridge not far away that he brought from the Mercury Sea in Mirrodin.
As one of the very few artifacts that can allow non-planeswalkers to travel through time and space, although using this thing to travel across time and space will cause great damage to the flesh and blood of Phyrexian creatures, it is far from fatal.
He has also invented many devices that can temporarily abandon his flesh and blood and allow him to exist as a purely mechanical structure.
All this is possible thanks to the technology left behind by the Titans on Azeroth.
In particular, the completion of the high-level guardian Mimiron broke the last constraints of flesh and blood on the creations of New Phyrexia.
Although at the beginning, this made many Demon Judges feel uneasy and fearful, some extreme ones even thought that this deviated from the definition of "perfection".
But as more and more people experienced the convenience brought by pure mechanical bodies, the voices of opposition soon disappeared without a trace.
Instead, there was crazy strengthening and transformation.
The concept of the ascension of the weak flesh and blood to machines has also begun to take root in people's minds.
Especially the blue faction led by Jinjitasha...
(End of this chapter)
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