Here, the ocean pours down from a steep cliff at nearly ninety degrees, forming a scenery more majestic than any waterfall.
At the end of the waterfall and the cliff, a huge olive tree grows out of the water and reaches into the sky.
According to legend, the tree is an altar to the Skyrim god Kruphix, and also symbolizes the health and destiny of the entire world.
But now, the originally green leaves of the olive tree have been dyed black, and are shrouded in a thick and cold black fog.
In the black fog, you can vaguely see twisted and terrifying insects of all sizes lying on the trunks of olive trees, sucking juice, or gnawing the originally lush leaves into a mess.
There is no doubt that the black fog and twisted terrifying insects are the manifestation of the continuous fall of Theros time and space towards nightmare.
At this moment, Ansuoko was standing in front of the tree, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised to reveal his undisguised joy. The strange shadow of his hair, which formed a V shape from his nose and wrapped around his head, seemed to be burning like a black flame.
Because his planeswalker spark has been completely connected to the core of the world beneath his feet, countless mortals and even gods are sinking in fear, continuously offering almost unlimited black and blue mana.
Once Theros completely becomes a nightmare world, he can use a spell at any time to make mortals in any time and space fall into eternal sleep and nightmares and cannot extricate themselves.
"Tremble...
Despair...
Release all the most intense emotions within you!
Then it completely became my spiritual food!
Not all nightmares can get rid of by waking up!
Not all fears can be overcome with courage!"
With a creepy whisper, Ashiok slowly opened his arms as if to hug the olive tree.
Although his appearance always gives people a terrifying visual impact, his behavior is unexpectedly elegant and full of beauty.
No one knows the true identity and origin of this mysterious planeswalker, let alone whether this appearance is the result of racial characteristics, magic or the result of the ignition of the planeswalker spark. Even his gender is very vague.
The only thing that is certain is that Ansok claimed to be a member of the Nightmare Clan, but no one has ever seen a second person besides him.
Most importantly, mystery and the unknown represent, to some extent, the source of fear.
Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that all of this was deliberately created by Ashiok. He wanted to gradually turn himself into the source of fear and nightmares for the entire multiverse.
Just as Zuo Shisi wants to turn himself into a symbol of evil in the multiverse, Ugin seems to want to be the representative of wisdom and rationality, and Nicol Bolas makes no secret of his endless desire for strength and power.
Although there is more than one path to becoming the strongest planeswalker, the process is similar, which is to abstract and philosophize what you believe in.
Only by understanding this can the power of sparks be released to the maximum extent.
From this perspective, Ashiok is undoubtedly superior to 99% of the planeswalkers, and even looks down on the gods from a superior position.
Just as the Nightmare King was standing in front of the olive tree at the edge of the world admiring his masterpiece, a humanoid nightmare creature shrouded in black smoke and shadows appeared out of thin air on the water just a few meters away, and a creepy sound came from its mouth, as if it came from hell and the abyss.
"The one you've been waiting for, here he comes."
"Oh? Really?"
Ansuoko stopped all his movements instantly, turned around slowly, and his tone revealed undisguised surprise.
"Yes, I can already feel his presence, and that faint connection that seems to be there and not there."
As it spoke, the nightmare creature slowly walked out of the thick black fog and shadows, revealing a face that was almost exactly the same as Zuo Si's.
But the difference is that his body is not in human form, but a mixture of the characteristics of a devil and a dragon, as well as large areas of mechanical structures formed by the infection and transformation of sparkling oil.
Especially the pair of huge wings covered with metal scales behind him, and the huge power acceleration system built by the sparkling oil engine near the wings, and the arms, tentacles, and electronic eyes extending from the sides and spine that are a mixture of machinery and the flesh and blood of the ancient gods.
It looked like the reincarnation of Yawgmoth, the creator, god, and supreme ruler of old Phyrexia.
There is no doubt that this is the strongest nightmare that Ansok has extracted and shaped from the fear of Jingitaxia, and it is also his greatest reliance to realize his grand plan.
For the old Phyrexian creatures born from the sparking oil, Yawgmoth has always been the greatest fear in their hearts, a fear that even surpasses failure and death.
Although the new oil has stripped away Yawgmoth's thoughts and consciousness and replaced them with Zuo Si's own thoughts and consciousness.
But the awe, fear and worship contained in the underlying sense have not disappeared, they have just changed the object.
Therefore, in the subconscious of the New Phyrexian Judge, there is always a complex mentality of both expectation and fear regarding the new Overlord's complete transformation into the second Yawgmoth.
And Ansok, with his unparalleled talent, keenly grasped this point and extracted the perfected image of Zuo Si, turning it into a powerful nightmare creature under his control.
Looking at this creature that had successfully planted the first seed of fear in the hearts of the gods of Theros, he waved his claw-like fingers and continuously pulled out threads that symbolized spirit and thought and asked softly, "Do you think he will come to find me?"
"Yes. Not only will he choose to start a war, but he will also kill you with his own hands."
Nightmare responded in a tone devoid of emotion.
But after hearing these words, Ansuoko was not nervous or afraid at all. Instead, he laughed happily.
"Hahahaha! Isn't that just perfect?
A stronger power means that there must be greater darkness and fear hidden within.
If you can tear down his psychological defenses, you can dig out the most powerful nightmare from it.
I wonder what the father of New Phyrexia fears."
"So you are ready for war?" Nightmare continued to ask.
"That's right! I'm ready for war.
Now is the time to completely transform Erebos, the god of death, and Athreos, the god of the dead, into my own nightmares.
Go, use your power to send all their last believers and priests into nightmares.
I need to recruit soldiers and get a few powerful servants before the real war begins."
After saying this, Ansok suddenly released the silk threads that symbolized the spirit in his palms, which wrapped around the olive tree at an extremely fast speed, and finally formed a cocoon like a fruit at the top.
In just a few seconds, shrill screams and cries for help filled with fear and despair came out from inside continuously.
Then its volume began to expand from the size of a grain of rice.
Sudden!
A huge figure with four arms and a body as bright as the starry sky appeared out of thin air, roaring angrily: "Shameless blasphemer! You are not satisfied after killing so many gods and making all the mortals in the world fall into nightmares. You still want to erode the core of the world controlled by the domain of Nyx?"
"Ah! Isn't this the great sky god Kruphix? I thought you would hide from me till now."
Ashiok bowed gracefully towards the star giant in front of him, placing one hand on his chest.
Obviously, this giant with a star-like body and four arms is one of the origins of the birth of gods in the plane of Theros, and is also the supreme ruler of the realm of Nyx.
As long as Kruphix is willing, he can even close the passage between the divine world and the mortal world, preventing other gods from descending.
In contrast, his sister Klothys, who was born with him, became an eternal seal, imprisoning the first Titans in the underworld, and rarely appeared in the sight of mortals and gods.
"Hiding from you? Stop being so self-righteous, arrogant foreign planeswalker.
You have no idea how many people like you have been born in Theros over the endless years, and how many planeswalkers have visited this world.
But in the end they all have to submit to the rules I set.
I am the embodiment of the will and order of this world!
And you are destroying and distorting it recklessly!"
Kruphins was obviously completely enraged. Every word he uttered was accompanied by a violent vibration in space, as if destruction would come in the next second.
But Ansuoko seemed to be fearless, and did not take the anger of this powerful god seriously at all. He still had a faint smile on his face and responded: "But I am different from them, right?
At least other planeswalkers can't do anything to the Realm of Nyx that you control, so naturally they can't really shake the foundation of the gods of Theros.
Because even if the original gods died due to the decline of faith, new gods would soon be born one after another due to the needs and desires of mortals.
As the ruler of God's Domain, you can always rest assured and continue to maintain the existing order.
But I'm different!
The nightmare I created was reflected in the realm of Nyx, which was composed of dreams and subconsciousness, making the bright starry sky symbolizing the gods dim, and the area of the shadow continued to expand.
Your power and authority have been diminished, just like the olive tree.
So you are afraid, afraid of the ultimate nightmare that is about to come for yourself and the world.
And your fear will strengthen me.
It's like a spiraling vicious cycle, and you are the prey trapped in it, unable to move.
Just watch, it won't be long before I completely drain you dry and condense into a delicious fruit."
After eating it, the world will be completely mine."
"No!!! You are dreaming! I will never let you succeed!"
With a deafening roar, Kruphix finally couldn't bear it any longer and chose to take action.
Although strictly speaking he is not the creator god of the time and space of Theros, even the title of the first generation of gods is debatable (the real first generation of gods should be the terrible flesh and blood incarnation of the original species - the Titans).
But it is undeniable that after establishing the Realm of Nyx, he definitely has the power to reshape the entire world.
So when Kruphix slapped down, the entire sky shattered, and endless energy poured out from the Divine Realm of Nyx, as if he was willing to destroy the Nightmare King in front of him at the cost of destroying the world.
But faced with such a devastating attack, Ansok's reaction was just to hook his finger.
In a flash!
A large shadow also emerged from the divine realm, like a curtain that enveloped all the energy that had previously emerged, even Kruphix's huge arm was no exception.
In just a few seconds, this most powerful god was firmly bound to the spot, unable to move.
That miserable appearance did not seem like that of a supreme ruler who could make the gods of time and space of Theros bow down to him.
Ansuoko, however, acted as if he had done something insignificant, and taunted him with a condescending tone: "In your current state, you actually want to kill me? How naive!
The source of your power, the Realm of Nyx, has become filled with the fears and nightmares of mortals.
And this power allows me to influence and even control you to a certain extent.
Ever since the world began to fall into a nightmare direction, you have no longer been able to pose any threat to me.
Now just stand here and watch me drain the power of the Divine Realm of Nyx and condense it into the Fruit of Fear.
Compared to you stupid and arrogant gods, I am more looking forward to the competition with another opponent.
Now, kneel down."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Ansuoko suddenly raised his hand and made a downward motion.
boom!!!!!!
Kruphix's ridiculously huge body knelt down and lowered his noble head to the Nightmare King like a servant. The bright starry sky that was originally presented by his body quickly became dim and was quickly covered by a layer of shadow and black mist.
With things developing to this point, the gods of the Theros space-time may no longer have the slightest chance of turning defeat into victory except to release those sealed Titans.
Of course, even if it is released, it may not be useful.
After all, once the fruit of fear condenses and is eaten by Ansok, he will become the supreme controller of this world and can wipe out everything by simply changing the rules.
Even powerful Titans like Uro, the Skywrath Titan, and Kraksha, the Dark Nightmare Titan, are no exception.
…
At the same time, Zosi formed a new alliance with the god of lust, Xenagos, and began hunting the remaining gods of the plane of Theros.
The first one to be targeted was the sun god Heliod's good brother and biggest rival - the god of forging, Purphoros.
After all, the place where he lived was so conspicuous, right in a large lava pool at the deepest part of Mount Virus.
The forging sound that echoed in the surrounding sky along with the volcanic eruption could be heard from far away.
Faced with this violent and bloodthirsty god, Zuo Si did not choose to transform him through believers and sacrifices, but chose to kill him directly and transform him into an immortal evil god.
Right now, this battle between the demons has razed everything within a radius of dozens of kilometers around Mount Virus to the ground.
The towering mountains have turned into plains and even deep pits of varying sizes. The rocks melted into a huge sea of lava under the collision of divine power and quasi-divine power.
"Pruphoros! Do you know that you look like a lost dog?"
Xenagos kicked the man to the ground, grinning and making full use of his talent for sarcasm and ridicule.
He had long been filled with anger towards these arrogant native gods, and now he had finally found a way to vent his anger.
In particular, the Forging God and the Sun God both regarded him as a thief who usurped the authority of the gods, which made the new God of Joy quite unhappy.
"Shut up! You despicable villain! Even if I die in battle, I'm still ten thousand times better than you!"
Prophoros struggled to stand up from the lava, his body covered with wounds and scars of varying sizes. The wound in his chest was the most fatal, almost piercing his heart.
No doubt, like the other gods of Theros, this once-mighty forge god has been greatly weakened by the sharp decline in the number of believers, priests, and worshipers.
At present, he has even fallen to the point where he cannot even defeat Xenagos.
You have to know that in its heyday, the battle between Purphoros and the sun god Heliod could tear the sky apart, and even the aftermath could easily bury a city-state completely.
But now, his divine power was firmly confined within these mountains, and he couldn't even transmit it out.
He was also very clear that he would probably not be able to escape today and would follow in the footsteps of his mortal enemy Heliod and become one of the native gods to be killed.
However, the real death threat did not come from the god of pleasure, Xenagos, but from Zuo Si, who held a long sword flashing with dazzling golden lightning and remained silent from the beginning to now.
The latter's every move displayed an extreme sense of oppression, and his sword skills were as light, graceful and deadly as dancing, leaving Prophoros completely unable to fight back.
What's more, the other party's appearance is so similar to the powerful nightmare that killed the sun god Heliod that it is hard not to connect them together.
"Who are you?"
The God of Forging stared at Zuo Si's eyes, which remained calm and deep even in the fierce battle, and questioned.
"You can call me Soth. As for the rest, I don't think it's necessary to explain too much to a dying god."
Zuo Si gently shook off the hot divine blood that was stained on the sword, obviously not taking the other party seriously at all.
Because after the battle test just now, he has basically confirmed that the gods of the Seros space-time are completely slaves to faith.
Don't be fooled by the fact that these guys looked like decent guys in their heyday. They could unleash devastating power with every gesture.
But once faith and worship begin to diminish, their power will almost lose its power at a speed visible to the naked eye without any lag.
When completely forgotten by mortals, this so-called god will truly disappear completely, without even a corpse or remains left.
This is why the gods of the time and space of Theros always appear, fight, and deliver various oracles so frequently.
They are more afraid of being forgotten by mortals than the gods in other worlds, just like those celebrities and internet celebrities who are always trying to show their presence and attract traffic.
"Thoth? What is your relationship with the nightmare summoned by Ashiok?" Prophoros continued to ask.
Zuo Si answered nonchalantly: "That nightmare is me, or rather, it is the fear projection of one of my demon judges in his subconscious mind, and he possesses some of my powers and abilities."
"So you came to Theros to kill Ashiok and destroy the Nightmare?"
The God of Forging seemed to understand something and subconsciously tightened the war hammer in his hand that was emitting scorching flames.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "That's right. This is indeed one of the most important purposes of my trip."
"If that's the case, then why did you team up with Xenagos to kill me? If it was to deal with Ashiok, we should be allies."
Purphos' tone was full of doubt and confusion.
"Sorry, I'm very picky about my allies.
Unfortunately, you and your brothers and sisters happen to have both.
As the gods who rule the plane of Theros, you have neither protected this world nor blessed the mortals who offered their faith and worship to you.
What's the point of having such trash? So I plan to kill all of you gods one by one before I go to settle accounts with Ashiok.
Don't worry, you may be the first, but you will never be the last.
After I kill you, I will make you into an immortal evil god and use you as a high-level cannon fodder and slave."
When saying this, Zuo Si did not conceal his intentions at all and completely released the strong malice in his heart.
"The Eternal Evil God?"
Prophorus's expression suddenly became extremely ugly.
After all, he was used to being superior, so how could he accept such an insult as being ridiculed as a waste in front of others?
"You can think of it as a god-like undead creature. And one of the materials needed to make it happens to be a living god."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si disappeared instantly.
The next second...
Puff! "Ahhhhhhh!!!!"
Prophoros felt a sharp pain in his chest. He lowered his head and found that his heart had been pierced directly. Blood as hot as molten iron gushed out of the wound.
"No! Don't even think about it! I will never become anyone's slave!"
The God of Forging roared and swung his hammer, trying to make a last stand before his death.
But unfortunately, he apparently forgot that Zuo Si had never been a person who liked to play a fair one-on-one duel, but preferred to establish an overwhelming advantage and fight with more people against fewer.
The god of lust, Xenagos, strode forward, grabbed Purphoros' hands and held them in place, unable to move. He grinned and mocked, "This is not up to you! Just accept your fate. You arrogant native gods are about to usher in your final twilight. I will replace you and become the God King of the new era!"
"Let me go, you shameless usurper! You will never become the king of the gods of Theros!"
Prophorus struggled frantically to break free from the restraints, and even though the sword piercing his heart had enlarged the wound several times, he had no intention of stopping.
But soon, a creepy spell chanting sound came from my ears.
He turned his head suddenly and found that the little divine power he had left was being extracted and stripped from his body and even the Divine Realm of Nyx by Zuo Si at an extremely fast speed.
After a while, he became so weak that he lost all ability to resist and could only watch his life being drained away bit by bit until death came.
When the God of Forging died and turned into a dried corpse, Zuo Si poured the extracted divine power back into him and added a large amount of black mana representing death.
Gradually, one after another mysterious and evil runes began to reappear on the god's corpse, and finally completely covered the entire body. The Eternal Evil God was completely created.
Before Xenagos could react to what had happened, Purphoros's huge body that blocked out the sky and the sun had completely disappeared without a trace.
To be precise, it turned into a small planeswalker card.
[Creature Card: Immortal Evil God——Purophons (Undead/God)]
[LV30 Black Card (Cannot be upgraded)]
[Card Quality: Unique]
[Effect: Summon the immortal evil god Purphons to serve you until he is killed.
Not only does he possess almost all of the power he had in his lifetime, but he also retains his complete consciousness, memory, and combat experience, making him as powerful and invincible as a true god.
Once the Eternal God is summoned, you will gain some extra mana for each enemy you kill.
The more creatures killed, the greater Purphoros' power becomes.
As the former God of Forging, he possesses the ability to forge a variety of artifacts, as well as the ability to manipulate and be immune to fire damage.
But it must be noted that when the power of the Eternal God grows to surpass that of the Mage, he may be out of control.
You can only create a maximum of four God-Eternals cards.
If you make a fifth card, you must choose one from the previous four and discard it as a discarded card.
[Using this card requires 1,500 black mana points, or 1,500 universal mana points]
[The core of the Immortal God is the divine spark that distorts death, so as long as it exists, it can be repaired infinitely in theory, but once the divine spark is damaged, it means complete disappearance and death.]
"Great! Now I have two Immortal Gods..."
Zuo Si looked at the text description on the card and pursed his lips to reveal a satisfied smile.
You should know that Purphoros is a powerful god who is second only to Kruphix, the god of the sky, and is in the second tier, alongside Heliod, the god of the sun, and Erebos, the god of death.
The craftsmanship level of forging artifacts is absolutely top-notch.
The [Chengyang Sword] once used by Elspeth was his masterpiece.
However, now it has been transformed by Zuo Si into a Void Sword specifically for killing gods.
"You made Purphoros into a planeswalker card?"
Xenagos' eyes widened, hardly able to believe what he saw.
Although he was once a very powerful planeswalker, he had never known any planeswalker who could turn a god into his summoned creature.
Zuo Si smiled and asked, "Do you think I spent so much time and energy hunting gods just to let you ascend the throne of the king of gods? Don't be so self-indulgent, dear Xenagos.
You should be aware that our cooperation is based on common interests.
I get what I want by killing these gods, and you can eliminate more competitors and enemies, clearing the way for you to monopolize faith and become the supreme god king in the future."
"Hahahaha! That's true! After all, we are all egoists. Only fools would sacrifice their own interests for the sake of others."
The God of Pleasure suddenly laughed heartily.
But he soon stopped laughing and asked directly: "Who is the next hunting target? Mogis, the god of slaughter? Keranos, the god of storms? Or Thassa, the god of the sea, or Evonla, the god of the city-state? As far as my personal preference is concerned, I would rather kill Thassa, the god of the sea, first."
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: “No, no, no, you are too impatient, my friend.
That's not how the game is played.
By killing Purphoros we are effectively throwing down a gauntlet to Ashiok.
Then it will depend on how he reacts.
If nothing unexpected happens, the Nightmare King should also choose a god to kill or transform him into a nightmare for his subordinates in response.
That is, we would treat the plane of Theros as our hunting grounds, and these gods as our marked prey.
When I succeed in hunting one, Ashiok must hunt one too.
The real decisive battle will not begin until you are the only one left."
"Hunting down gods as a warm-up before the battle? You guys are really crazy!"
After listening to Zuo Si's explanation, Xenagos felt his scalp tingling. He had no idea what these two planeswalkers had experienced to be able to increase their strength to such a level.
If he had known that planeswalkers could become so powerful, he would not have easily given up his spark and become a god of this world.
“Haha, to be honest, I really enjoy this game.
After all, apart from Nicol Bolas and Ugin, there are very few other planeswalkers that can make me feel a little nervous and excited.
You should be careful recently and don't run around unless necessary. Otherwise, it would be a pity if you are caught and killed by Ansok.
If there is nothing else, I will leave first. Goodbye."
Zuo Si directly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot, leaving the God of Pleasure standing in a daze in a pool of boiling magma.
…
On the other side, Elspeth was trying desperately to comfort and control little Annie.
Because this little ancestor who possessed powerful divine powers, after his biological father Zuo Si left, directly grabbed the huge creature similar to the ancient gods that was hovering over the city-state, and forcibly reshaped its appearance through unknown abilities, turning it into a rather creepy doll.
Especially the shadow energy emanating from the inside, which can turn more than a dozen living people into mutilated corpses lying on the ground in an instant.
Not far from Anne, there were a dozen dead Centaurs lying.
The cause of their death was very simple. They showed a little bit of malice and wanted to snatch the baby girl and sell her for money.
In less than a second, the doll revealed its true form and started killing people.
It was at this moment that Ai Zipei finally understood how accurate Zuo Si's previous description of the baby girl was.
This is indeed an extremely terrifying little devil star.
The most important thing is that she has no consciousness or concept of good and evil, and all her actions are completely based on instinct, feeling and curiosity.
"Little Annie is the best. Come on, give that thing in your hand to your sister, okay?"
Elspeth deliberately put on a kind and friendly appearance to induce the little guy to hand over the dangerous and terrifying doll in his hand.
"No no no no no!"
Unfortunately, little Annie didn't buy it at all. She shook her head without hesitation to refuse and hugged the creepy doll tightly in her arms.
Seeing that this little guy was unwilling to eat or do anything, even the usually good-tempered Ai Zibei couldn't help but get a little crazy, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.
She used to think that she liked children, especially chubby and cute babies, who were all pure and innocent little angels.
But now, her concepts and ideas have obviously changed.
It's like raising a pet; it's always most interesting to watch other people raise one.
Once it happens to you, all kinds of hygiene, house demolition, tossing and turning, and random urination and defecation problems will follow, driving a person crazy.
The same principle applies to raising children.
Although children look cute, there is actually a little devil living in their hearts. The only problem is that you can’t see it most of the time because you don’t raise them yourself.
"I feel like I'm going crazy! Ajani, do you have any good ideas?"
Without looking back, Elspeth turned to her good friend for help.
But instead of trying to help, Ajani Goldmane quickly stepped back, waving his hands in panic, "Please, please spare me. If I get any closer, this little girl will try to control me with her magic and turn me into a big cat to ride on. It's terrible!"
"Hahahaha! I never thought that a fearless and brave lion warrior would be afraid of a baby who was just born not long ago."
Elspeth couldn't help but laugh out loud.
There is no other reason, it's just that the huge contrast is so interesting.
You have to know that Ajani is more than two meters tall. Not only is he tall but his lion head also makes him look extremely fierce.
But who could have thought that such a strong lion man would be frightened by a baby only the size of his palm and retreat back and dare not even get close.
"Damn it! You still have the mood to laugh! Hurry up and contact Soth and ask him to come back. The two of us can't handle this scary little guy." Ajani rolled his eyes in annoyance and urged.
"Don't worry, wait a little longer.
Soth said he was going to meet an old friend to get some information. I think we should give him some more time.
After all, Ashiok is the most powerful planeswalker enemy we have encountered so far, except for Nicol Bolas.
And considering the current dire situation in Theros, we can only place our hopes on him."
After that, Elspeth threw a wooden doll carved from a dagger to little Annie, trying to attract and divert her attention, but as expected, she failed.
Because of her divine powers, little Annie is not as easily tempted by all kinds of new things as ordinary babies, and can often tell the value of most items at a glance.
This means that it is not easy to deceive her.
Ajani sighed helplessly, "Alas - I know it even if you don't tell me.
Especially the nightmare created by Ansok, who looks almost the same as Soth and is extremely powerful.
And it has no soul and cannot be affected by my spells.
Sometimes I really hope this is a nightmare and it will all be gone when I wake up.
By the way, what about the merman planeswalker Kiora we met earlier? Is she willing to join us?"
Elspeth smiled bitterly and shook her head. "Unfortunately, Kiora refused without mercy. She is a planeswalker from the plane of Zendikar. She doesn't really care about the life and death of this world except her own hometown."
"Well, that's to be expected. After all, fools like us are only a minority." Ajani said self-deprecatingly with a slightly sarcastic tone.
Just when he was about to say something, a portal suddenly opened out of nowhere, and Zuo Si's figure appeared in front of the two of them.
Just when Elspeth herself was about to pick up little Annie and return her to her, the latter teleported directly in front of Zuo Si, threw into her father's arms, rubbed against him and giggled.
"Oh my God! You're finally back!"
Elspeth heaved a sigh of relief and rubbed her face, which had become numb from her efforts to maintain a friendly smile.
"How about it, do you feel the horror of this little devil star now?"
Zuo Si kissed his daughter's forehead and then asked in a half-joking tone.
“Yes, I have learned that.
No wonder you chose to keep her with you.
I couldn't imagine what kind of mess it would have caused if it had been left in the care of anyone else.
Also, you'd better pay attention to the doll in little Annie's hand.
It was made from the twisted monster that had been hanging over this city."
Elspeth kindly reminded him.
"Don't worry, I will handle it properly."
Zuo Si undoubtedly noticed the "new toy" in his daughter's hand at the first moment, but he did not take action immediately.
Because in his opinion, this thing is far from being dangerous.
At least it is not the most dangerous of the various toys that little Annie made herself, and it is still within the controllable range.
Even he had to handle those that were truly dangerous with caution, otherwise they would cause unimaginable terrible disasters.
"That's good. Now let's get down to business. What do you know about Ashiok?"
Elspeth changed the subject instantly, and her expression became serious and solemn.
Zuo Si answered very straightforwardly: "I don't know much about him. I only know that he is good at creating nightmares, playing with the fear in other people's hearts, and materializing fear into nightmare creatures. In other words, the greater the fear in a person's heart, the stronger the nightmare creature he can create."
"Like that monster like you?"
Ajani couldn't help but interject.
"Yes, just like that monster like me. And I can tell you very clearly that this nightmare creature was born from the fear of one of my men. He possesses some of my abilities."
Zuo Si gave a straightforward affirmative answer.
"Then can you defeat him?"
Elspeth raised the issue that concerned her most.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Of course. When have you ever seen a counterfeit product beat the original one? In fact, I have just handed over a declaration of war to Ansuo Ke, and he should respond soon..."
(End of this chapter)
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