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 worshipping 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.

左思耐心的解释道：“因为我已经开始建立超时空信标塔，即将同时对成千上万个时空发动知识和信息。一旦发现那些有价值的世界，就会立刻派遣人手前往确认和探索。而你无疑会被送到那些危险程度最高的时空。”

“原来如此！”

戴维安瞬间露出若有所思的表情，但却并未发表任何意见。

在所有的随从中，他一直都是个出色的执行者，而非那种擅长谋划的类型。

更何况只要不是去机械境那样的鬼地方，就算在危险的世界也无所谓。

在接下来的几分钟时间里，左思向这位手下展示了一些在艾泽拉斯的重大收获，同时还有那柄用圣光之母泽拉打造而成的神器——金色风暴。

由于这件武器的力量在某种程度上与戴维安所拥有的太阳之力非常相似，因此他毫不吝啬使用自己的力量对其进行了反复强化，直至金色的闪电与火焰彻底融合到一起。

……

另外一边，远在另外一个世界的穆塔哈尔浮空城，此刻已经变成了巨大的施工现场。

作为技术指导的蓝色魔判官金吉塔厦正通过眼前的立体投影，指挥手下有条不紊的建设超时空信标塔的地基。

由于这玩意的高度要求至少得两千米以上，因此靠近下方的地基必须要十分巨大才能保证结构上的稳定。

所以许多日记本最喜欢的娱乐与特殊服务场所就这样被毫不留情的拆除。

眼下城市靠近圆心的区域除了中央高塔之外，基本所有的建筑都被拆了个七七八八。

地面向下愣是被挖了一个巨大的深坑。

在坑的内部，成千上万的魔法金属支架以一种常人无法理解的螺旋形被搭建起来。

两根金属条之间既不是使用焊接，也没有任何铆钉、更不是通过凹凸结构嵌合在一起，而是直接在魔法的作用下彻底融为一体。

这也就意味着在承受力量方面，除非能一次性把整个塔压垮，否则所有的外力都会被均匀分担到每一根金属条上边。

才短短几天的功夫，深深插进浮空城地下的部分就已经差不多全部完成。

日记本正百无聊赖的坐在一根金属支架上，一边打着哈欠，一边操控多如牛毛的魔晶塔为其进行附魔。

身为一名以享受和宣泄欲望为人生目标的人，他最讨厌的就是这种机械式的重复劳动。

可问题是这里除了他之外，根本没有第二个人能同时操控如此多的魔晶塔。

所以哪怕再不情愿也只能硬着头皮老老实实干活，并且不断用各种各样的借口来安慰自己。

最重要的是这家伙与左思渴望寻找那些拥有巨大价值和潜力的世界不同，他只想要搜集更多、更漂亮、更性感的女人与自己一起享受这荒唐的生命。

日记本很清楚自己并不是一个“人”，同样也不具备所谓的“灵魂”，只是通过魔法从大量日记中凝聚而成的意识。

他不是左思，甚至就连克隆体都算不上，只是一件主人的附属品。

所以他无需拥有什么远大的目标和抱负，只需要履行自己的职责就好。

其余可供支配的时间就是尽情地享受快乐，把所有那些被理性压抑的欲望彻底发泄出来。

唯有这种极致的愉悦才能使其感受到自己是真实存在的。

所以日记本一直都非常刻意在身边营造一种热闹、喧嚣、充满诱惑的氛围。

不过眼下，他却必须放弃自己最喜欢的娱乐活动，不厌其烦对每一根金属条施加各种各样的法术恒定。

就在他的耐心被一点一点耗尽的时候，耳边突然传来金吉塔厦那极具辨识度的电子音。

“就在五分钟以前，地基的部分已经完成了。现在，你可以尝试着发送一段话或是一个信号，测试它是否可以正常工作。”

“现在？你确定？”

日记本下意识转过身撇了一眼两个被左思留下来的旅法师火花。

“是的，我非常确定。

事实上这座超时空信标塔最重要的部分就是地基。

一旦它完成，就意味着拥有了可以穿越黑暗虚空向无数世界传递信息的能力。

至于上层的部分则是为了让信息可以传递的更远、更清晰。

相信我，这是一件划时代的伟大作品。

它并不仅仅是一个信息传递的工具，更是一座照亮黑暗虚空的灯塔。

从此之后，即便是不同时空的人也能相互交流。

你能想象不同的知识和技术在这种交融中会产生怎样不可思议的反应吗？”

金吉塔厦语气中充满了莫名的兴奋跟狂热。

在他眼中，这哪里是什么超时空信标塔，完全就是一个取之不尽用之不竭的灵感来源，可以让自己所率领的蓝色派系乃至整个新非瑞克西亚上升到前所未有的高度。

即便刨除掉所有的影响，这位唯技术至上的魔判官都会成为左思的忠实追随者和信徒。

可日记本却忍不住打断道：“可问题是我们要如何用其中一颗火花点燃另外一颗火花？这可是只有旅法师才能做到的事情。难道你打算去把左思叫过来吗？”

听到这句话，金吉塔厦顿时浮现出十分诡异的笑容，抬起宛如刀子一样锋利的手指轻轻摇了摇：“不，不，不，像这种小事根本无需去打搅伟大的新非瑞克西亚之父。你该不会以为我在拿到时空渡桥之后什么都没有做吧？”

“噢——该死！你该不会已经去过神河时空了吧？”

日记本顿时露出了无比震惊和难以置信的表情。

因为他记得，新非瑞克西亚获得完化改造旅法师的能力，就是在神河时空获得了某种启发。

“哈哈哈哈！没错！

我可是在那个世界里获得了相当多有趣的知识和技术。

通过研究，我已经知晓了许多关于旅法师火花奥秘。

它现在对于我而言不再是神秘和未知。

而是能够引导跟操纵的力量。”

说着，金吉塔厦径直走到两颗火花的面前，使用某种未知的装置触碰到了其中一颗，然后将其拿在手中。

日记本看到这一幕只感觉头皮发麻。

他第一次认识到这位新非瑞克西亚的首席技术研发官究竟有多么恐怖，简直就是个不折不扣的怪物。

一切知识和技术对于金吉塔厦而言学习起来都没有半点难度可言。

这种基于纯粹理性而诞生的半机械、半血肉生命体，以人类的大脑和智商根本就无法与之相媲美。

只要是被其看到过的东西，即便不进行复杂的拆解和研究，也能在极短时间内搞清楚其中的原理、构造，并迅速制作出仿制品。

普通人恐怕很难想象，一个拥有如此强大创造能力的家伙，甚至连灵魂都没有。

不过金吉塔厦显然并不在意日记本的反应，自顾自的透过手中的装置，小心翼翼把两枚火花凑到一起，猛然间像自己操控的那刻注入了巨大的能量。

轰！！！！！！！！

伴随着震耳欲聋的巨响，这颗作为引子的火花猛然间开始绽放出刺眼夺目的强光，瞬间把整个穆塔哈尔浮空城都笼罩在其中。

那贯穿天地乃至宇宙的力量瞬间导致另外一颗火花也产生了共鸣。

只不过第二颗火花并没有像前边那颗一样进入过载状态，而是持续不断的闪烁。

当第一颗火花的力量彻底耗尽开始缓慢熄灭的时候，第二颗吸收了第一颗全部的能量变得愈发壮大。

金吉塔厦抬起手轻轻一抛，将这颗火花丢进了巨大地基的最深处。

还没等其他人反应过来发生了什么，所有地基内的金属支架表面都开始浮现出一个又一个充满神秘感的符文。

当所有这些符文都被点亮，跌落下去的火花便腾空而起从下方飞到了距离地面差不多一百米的高度保持悬停。

等做完这一切，金吉塔厦才摘掉那个控制火花的装置，咧开嘴做了个请的动作。

“来吧，接下来轮到你来表演了。

毕竟只有你有权限可以向这个广袤无垠的多元宇宙发送知识或其他信息。

不过介于整个超时空信标塔还没有彻底完工，我建议你最好不要发送太长的内容。

否则极有可能出现部分缺失的情况。”

“你可真是个疯子！知道吗？刚才点燃火花的过程只要有一丁点意外，不光你会死，我和这座浮空城也同样会瞬间从宇宙中消失。”

日记本恶狠狠的瞪了蓝色魔判官一眼。

虽然他很清楚自己并不会真的死去，充其量也就是随着卡牌一起返回墓地等待时间复活，但自己辛苦搜集来那些美女们肯定是彻底没救了。

金吉塔厦对此嗤之以鼻，用充满自信的语气说道：“不，不会有意外。因为一切都在我的计算之中。刚才所发生的一切都已经在我的脑海中进行了成千上万次的模拟，我所做的不过是把已经成功过无数次的情况重现出来而已。”

"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)