Shane VII re-cast a legendary magic [Demilich's Body] to disguise himself as a living person again.
After all, undead creatures are still quite scary in the eyes of most living people and can easily cause unnecessary trouble.
What's more, he has always considered himself a "human being", the legitimate emperor of the Shane Dynasty in the Kalinshan region in the south of the continent of Faerun. Unlike other liches, he was not gradually swallowed by negative energy and began to regard himself as an undead who was opposed to the living.
"No, there's no need for that.
Because the Golgari Swarm was attacked by the Azorius Senate several years ago and was almost expelled, its current sphere of influence is no longer as strong as before.
Moreover, due to frequent assassinations and changes of power, its rule and management are very unstable. Even with Vraska as the nominal leader, there is no way to ensure that the people below will obey.
An organization like this that remains chaotic and turbulent for a long time is not worth infiltrating and controlling.
Instead of wasting time on them, it would be better to just throw out the entire Golgari community as a troublemaker or sacrifice, completely throwing the entire Ravnica plane into chaos.
Because the more chaotic the situation here is, the more time and energy Nicol Bolas will need to understand what is going on behind the scenes."
As he spoke, Zuo Si's tone revealed his naked and undisguised contempt for the entire Golgari community.
Because this organization is a union that combines the two completely opposite values of life and death. Its level of abstraction is no less than those environmental protection and gender diversity organizations in Europe and the United States, and it is even more destructive.
They foster life in the decayed areas of Ravnica and cause decay and death in the more vibrant areas.
Through magic and genetic technology, the Golgari swarm creates a hybrid of animals, undead, insects, and undead plants, and then drives them to devour the garbage and corpses left behind by urban civilization.
If we have to give this organization an accurate positioning, it should be classified as a decomposer and the bottom of the food chain.
It is because of the existence of these people that the Ravnica plane can support such a large population and is not swallowed up by massive amounts of garbage.
But at the same time, the Golgari community is also a cancer cell on the Ravnica plane, constantly drawing nutrients from the healthy social ecology to reproduce and expand madly. Once it gets out of control, it will lead to a devastating disaster.
This is why the Azorius Senate will strike mercilessly at this guild every once in a while, but will not uproot it when it is at its weakest, but instead allow it to rise from the ashes again and again.
When the Gorgon Vraska had just joined the organization at the age of seventeen, she encountered the Azorius Senate's attack on the Golgari community.
As a result, he was thrown into prison and brutally tortured, and eventually, under extreme pain, he ignited the spark and became a planeswalker.
“Okay, I think I see what you mean.
The Golgari Swarm is indeed well suited for this sort of thing.
Give me Vraska, and I'll set a trap that will plunge the other nine guilds into unprecedented chaos.
In a few days at most, you will be able to see the beautiful scenery presented by the burning of this space and time."
Sean VII took the initiative to take on this job, which he thought was very interesting.
As someone who can wrestle with the entanglement symbol, he is no less capable than Lagun and other symbol masters in doing things in secret.
“Remember not to overdo it.
After all, our goal is just to confuse Nicol Bolas, not to really drag the entire Ravnica plane into the abyss of chaos and killing.
In addition, after the War of the Spark ends, I will replace the Guildpact as the master of this plane.
I will have to clean up all the messes by then."
When saying this, there was a hint of coldness in Zuo Si's tone.
He was well aware of how many lives this level of unrest and chaos would cause and how many thousands of innocent people would be forced into it.
But what can I do?
For most people in power, this is just a "small sacrifice" that must be made to achieve their goals.
It's like the wise Paradox players don't care about the lives of civilians when they start a war in the game.
They only focus on a few key figures such as finance, technology, human resources, weapons and equipment, and logistics supplies.
In order to win the so-called "victory", they will not be moved in the slightest even if there are millions of casualties on the front line.
To some extent, this is very close to the perspective and thinking mode of the country's upper ruling class.
The various tragedies and social problems in the eyes of ordinary people are actually not worth mentioning at all in the eyes of the upper-level rulers, and they are even too lazy to pay attention to them.
"Don't worry, this isn't the first time I've done something like this."
The corners of Shane VII's mouth slightly raised, revealing a creepy smile, and then he said to the Gorgon who had been replaced by the Perfect Mind Flayer Tadpole: "Beautiful lady, I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
"It's a pleasure to work with you!"
The new Vraska responded with a wave of terrifying snake hair.
But there was no longer any emotion in her eyes, they were as cold as a precision machine.
And this trait of stability, like that of the undead, happens to be what Shane VII likes most.
In this way, the two quickly left the ruins and returned to the Golgari community's lair - the decayed maze "Koroza".
It wouldn't be long before they launched a rebellion that would strike fear into the hearts of all of Ravnica.
What's more, Shane VII was originally a powerful necromancer who could perfectly connect with the undead creatures created by the Golgari community, and even form an army that made the other nine guilds, including the Azorius Senate, feel fear and tremble.
Nicol Bolas might even use Vraska as a chess piece once again, now that he realizes she has new value.
At that time, we will be able to pass some false information to Lao Long through this line to mislead the other party.
After dealing with these not-so-important matters, Zuo Si did not rush to leave to find Wu Jin, but went to the headquarters of the Izzet League to meet with the "Original" Niv-Mizzet.
Since the two had reached a series of agreements through Nahiri's mouth, when Zuo Si appeared in the dragon's lair, the other party recognized him almost at a glance.
"Ah! This is a rare visitor. To be honest, I never thought I would see you at a time like this."
Niv-Mizzet opened his eyes and shook his huge head, which had opened like an anemone after years of baptism.
Unlike the ferocious and ferocious red dragon in most people's impression, he looks very mature and steady, just like an elder over 70 years old.
"Oh? When do you think I should show up?"
Zuo Si asked back with a faint smile on his face.
"At least when Nicol Bolas arrives on Ravnica and starts the War of the Spark. Because I'm sure you're the kind of person who won't reveal your cards until the very last minute."
Niv-Mizzet did not hide anything and spoke directly out his truest thoughts.
You have to know that he is 4,100 years older than Sorin Markov, and he has met countless people in his life. From the first time he heard Nahiri propose cooperation, he basically guessed Zuo Si's personality and style of doing things.
That's why he accepted those conditions.
Because in Niv-Mizzet's view, if one wants to defeat the strongest elder dragon planeswalker like Nicol Bolas, one must at least have the quality of forbearance like the spirit dragon Ugin.
Otherwise, a head-on confrontation would be tantamount to committing suicide.
Zuo Si nodded bluntly: "You are right. That is what I originally planned, but the problem is that there is a small accident now."
"Because Nicol Bolas took the Immortal Sun?"
Niv-Mizzet continued to ask calmly.
“Well, yes.
To be precise, he shouldn't have obtained the Eternal Holy Sun so early.
Because I'm not ready for the final battle with him.
So we must find a way to disrupt the old dragon's plan.
To achieve this goal, I need your help.”
Zuo Si stated his purpose very straightforwardly.
You should know that in the current Ravnica time and space, no guild leader is older than Niv-Mizzet.
He had witnessed with his own eyes how Azor used his terrifying strength to force the Ten Guildpact to sign a powerful magical contract.
It is said that the contract forcibly binds the ten guilds together, and they must unite undergo trials every once in a while.
If we go through Naranica, everyone can do their job and maintain the status quo.
But if they fail, then the ten guilds will be uprooted and completely wiped out.
In other words, when one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer.
No matter how fiercely the Ten Guildpact fights among themselves, they all have a common interest in survival.
"How do you want me to cooperate?"
Niv-Mizzet's huge body slowly stood up from the ground, giving people a huge sense of oppression that could not be described in words.
As a wise elder, he was well aware that as the weaker party he did not have much bargaining chips.
After all, when the ancient planeswalker Azor arrived, he crushed the entire Ravnica time and space with an almost unmatched attitude, forcing everyone to abide by the rules and order he set.
But now, he was crushed to death by Nicol Bolas as easily as slaughtering a chicken.
Even the combined forces of the spirit dragon Ugin, the lithomancer Nahiri, and Sorin Markov, the three ancient planeswalkers who sealed the Eldrazi titan, were defeated.
The new generation of planeswalkers can only serve as dispensable cannon fodder.
Such a huge gap in power is despairing just thinking about it.
So Niv-Mizzet can only place all his hopes on this young man, the only one who dares to be the enemy of Nicol Bolas.
After all, Zuo Si's Planeswalker Spark was the most powerful he had ever seen. The terrifying compressed energy even formed a terrifying siphon effect around his body.
"It's simple. I want you to cooperate with the Golgari Swarm to create chaos on Ravnica to confuse Nicol Bolas and eliminate his spies in the Guildpact. This will make it difficult for this guy to figure out the situation in a short period of time."
Zuo Si made his request very straightforwardly and directly.
"The Golgari Swarm? That gorgon is one of yours?"
A look of surprise crossed Niv-Mizzet's massive dragon face.
Zuo Si responded meaningfully: "It wasn't before, but it is now. You can trust her 100%, just like you trust me."
"I see..."
Niv-Mizzet instantly understood the implication, realizing that Vraska was under mental control.
This type of spell is not uncommon on Ravnica.
The most famous user is Jace Beleren, who has become famous in recent years.
Many of the unlucky people who had offended him suffered from memory loss, or their entire brains were formatted and they didn't even remember who they were.
Niv-Mizzet didn't care about the life or death of a killer like Vraska, but he was very interested in how much trouble the Izzet League and the Golgari Swarm could cause on Ravnica.
With this in mind, he responded bluntly: "Give me a few days to prepare, and I promise you will see turmoil and chaos on a scale never before seen. All those who secretly work for Nicol Bolas will be dug out and cleaned out one by one."
"Great! This is exactly what I wanted."
Zuo Si was obviously very satisfied with the cooperation of this ancient dragon.
After all, there are very few people like him who are smart enough and self-aware.
"Besides creating chaos on Ravnica and cleaning up the spies, what other plans do you have for dealing with Nicol Bolas?"
Niv-Mizzet was clearly not content to merely play a supporting role in this drama.
"Of course! Specifically, I want to take the Immortal Sun away from Nicol Bolas."
After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the surprised expression on the other person's face, then activated the Planeswalker Spark and left this time and space.
Just one second later, he appeared on a slightly deserted island.
The spirit dragon Wu Jin was lying in the valley in the center of the island, curled up in a ball, seemingly repairing his injuries through deep sleep.
But after noticing someone visiting, the slender elder dragon immediately opened his eyes alertly, raised his thin and long neck high, and looked down at the tiny Zuo Si who was so close. After several seconds, he opened his mouth and asked tentatively: "Did Suo Lin tell you that I was here?"
"Yes. He said you wanted to see me, so I came right away."
Zuo Si looked up and down at the other party's injuries, and the murderous intent in his heart was rising.
Obviously, he thought this was definitely the best time to kill the spirit dragon Wu Jin.
Because of the fierce battle with Nicol Bolas and the serious injuries he suffered, Ugin theoretically should have no trump cards left. The only thing he can rely on is the ability to use the spark properties to infinitely convert matter into energy.
But Zuo Si had already learned this technique from Emrakul, the leader of the three Eldrazi Titans.
Therefore, if he takes action now, he has a high probability of defeating or even killing the opponent, and then bringing it back to the floating city to use as important experimental material for studying the Elder Dragon or even the Primordial Dragon.
Maybe we can even find a way to kill the Elder Dragon once and for all.
"You've become stronger! If I'm not mistaken, you've already touched upon the signs of the Planeswalker Spark, right?"
Wu Jin apparently had not yet realized the murderous intent directed at him. Instead, he began to look at the young man in front of him with interest.
Because if he remembered correctly, it had not been long since the other party ignited the spark and became a planeswalker.
And according to Sorin Markov's description, when he first met Zuo Si, he was just a rookie who knew nothing and his swordsmanship was terrible.
But now, Zuo Si just standing here made Wu Jin feel nervous involuntarily, as if he was facing his twin brother Nicol Bolas.
"I can't help it. You know who my enemy is. In order to deal with him, I have to work hard to become stronger. Otherwise, I will be like those new generation planeswalkers and not even qualified to participate in the final battle."
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be a victim too.
"What is your purpose, then? Simply to defeat Nicol Bolas? Or to replace him?"
There was a faint blue light flickering in Wu Jin's eyes.
"what do you think?"
Zuo Si raised his head and looked into Elder Long's eyes without hesitation.
Now he no longer needs to look up to these creatures who have been at the top of the food chain since birth, but is qualified to be on equal footing with them.
Ugin smiled and replied, "Whether you seek to replace Nicol Bolas or whatever, that is none of my business.
Because the conflict between us is not what outsiders imagine, but a kind of competition between us.
In other words, even though I was killed twice, I never felt even the slightest bit of resentment towards him.
Moreover, this is our inescapable fate from the moment we were born.”
"Fate?"
Zuo Si obviously developed a strong interest in this word.
If this word came from someone else's mouth, he would just think that the other person was a lunatic or a charlatan.
But it would be completely different if it came from the mouth of an elder dragon mage.
Because the blood derived from the primordial dragon gives these creatures extraordinary power.
Each elder dragon has a "name" that is unique to him.
And this name is not the kind that ordinary parents give to their children, but is closer to the category of "real name".
Not only that, these names with unique attributes contain powerful magical powers.
Nicol Bolas lost his name because he was defeated and killed in the War of the Spark, and his soul was imprisoned. As a result, he could no longer cast powerful spells, and there was no way for him to be resurrected like before.
Wu Jin crawled down and dragged his chin with his front paws, as if he had returned to the day when he was born almost 30,000 years ago. He said in a slightly nostalgic tone: "Do you know about the battle of the elder dragons?"
Zuo Si nodded immediately: "Of course I know.
Nearly 25,000 years ago, the elder dragons engaged in an unprecedented melee.
In the end, only you, Nicol Bolas, Arcades, Chromium, Palladia-Mors, and Vaevictis Amadi were left victorious.
Those who failed had their limbs cut off and became primordial sub-dragons, losing their names and powers as elder dragons, and gradually became beasts. "
"That's right! That war made me and my brother what we are.
But you certainly don't know that when we were both born, we were actually the weakest and shortest among our kind.
Many eggs like ours never hatched, either because they were kicked off the cliff and broken by the eggs that hatched first, or because they became the spoils of hunters.
Nicol Bolas' wings were severely damaged in the impact, and he was even trapped in the net and unable to move.
While other strong brothers and sisters were fighting hunters, we could only hide in the dark and observe silently, picking up the unwanted leftovers to barely survive.
Countless elder dragons died at the hands of hunters not long after hatching from their shells because of their arrogance.
Yes, you heard it right.
Many elder dragons were killed by the humans of Dominaria, who were still in a primitive society at that time.
So from that moment on, we both realized something.
That is, no matter how noble your bloodline and status are, it is meaningless if you don't grow up and gain enough power.
We began to learn to hide ourselves, unlike other people of our kind who always resort to violence, killing and plundering to get what they want.
We learn knowledge, explore the unknown, and become the first batch of elder dragons to awaken their talents and master magical powers.
Later, he ignited a spark in that unprecedented melee and became one of the only two elder dragon mages.
And all of this comes from fate and from closely connected souls.
He and I are like two sides of a coin. Freedom can only be achieved when one side devours the other.
But Nicol Bolas was clearly too proud and vain to want to lose himself and merge with my soul.
That's why he killed me twice but allowed me to revive again each time."
Wu Jin slowly told out that unknown history.
I have to say, some of the content is a bit too explosive.
Although Zuo Si also roughly knew that Nicol Bolas and Wugin had a very difficult time when they were just born, and they could even be said to have to be cautious and look at other people's faces to barely survive.
It was precisely the experience during this period that made Nicol Bolas become extremely cold-blooded, cruel, and selfish after gaining power.
To put it bluntly, it is a typical compensatory psychology.
All the suffering, sins and humiliations I have endured before must now be repaid in full and in an even more severe way.
It’s like some nouveau riche who have been poor all their lives become extremely extravagant when they suddenly become rich, engaging in retaliatory consumption and buying a lot of luxury goods and keeping them at home.
In comparison, it is Wu Jin who can remain rational that is more incredible.
"You mean... only one of you and Nicol Bolas can exist?" Zuo Si asked tentatively in an uncertain tone.
Wu Jin nodded without hesitation: "Yes!
Because we are all defective among the elder dragons, and we are flawed.
The hatching was purely luck.
Normally we should have rolled down the cliff like those dead guys.
But the resonance of our souls caused the dragon egg to hatch.
Therefore, our souls naturally have a strong attraction, longing to merge together to become perfect and powerful.
Nicol Bolas resisted this, so he was always in a very bad mood and constantly suppressed this nature through killing, destruction, and pillage.
Killing me is the most extreme form of this.
Only when my body disappears and my soul falls into a long sleep can he be temporarily relieved from this eternal struggle. "
"I don't quite understand what you're telling me. To help you defeat Nicol Bolas, and then merge my soul with his?"
Zuo Si continued to test him calmly.
If this information is true, then he probably has understood the fundamental reason why these two elder dragon mages love and hate each other.
Likewise, he discovered a fatal weakness in Nicol Bolas.
"That depends on you and the capabilities of your maxed-out Planeswalker Spark."
As he spoke, Wu Jin leaned forward slightly and activated the planeswalker spark in his chest, trying to induce resonance in the other party's spark.
But you won’t know until you try. You’ll be surprised when you try.
You have to know that Zuo Si's body contains not only his own sparks, but also a considerable number of sparks.
As a result of this resonance, the body immediately refracted colorful bright light balls as if it was stimulated, densely distributed in every corner of the body.
"You...you actually?!"
Wu Jin was completely stunned. He couldn't believe that any planeswalker could be so cruel.
These sparks alone are enough to prove that the number of planeswalkers who died at Zuo Si's hands is definitely no less than three digits.
More importantly, he couldn't understand why the other party could store so many sparks in his body at the same time without affecting his own sparks in any way.
If Nicol Bolas had the ability, why would he bother launching the Spark War? He could just hunt down the new generation of planeswalkers who have no ability to resist throughout the multiverse.
"Oh my, you discovered my biggest secret. What should I do? It seems that the only thing I can do now is to kill people and silence them!"
Zuo Si's eyes suddenly became murderous, and before Wu Jin could react, he transformed into a giant dragon and pressed him under him. Several heads opened their bloody mouths at the same time and spewed out breath with astonishing power.
Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As the terrifying energy was released all at once, the island instantly disappeared from the map.
Not to mention the islands, even the sea water within thousands of kilometers around evaporated, revealing the seabed below where magma was constantly gushing out.
The deafening noises, earthquakes and natural disasters brought about by the collapse of continental plates make this space and time appear to be a terrifying scene of doomsday destruction.
No holding back!
From the moment he made up his mind, Zuo Si was determined to take Wu Jin's life.
For this purpose, he even activated his trump card [Spark Resonance] to interfere with the opponent's normal use of sparks.
"Asshole! Do you know what you are doing?"
Wu Jin was one of the few wise men among the planeswalkers. Even when facing an attack of this intensity, he did not die immediately. Instead, he activated his special ability to convert all the energy breaths rushing towards him into matter to the maximum extent possible.
In just a few seconds, the originally sunken seabed was covered by a large area of crystal mountains that seemed to emit a metallic luster, and it was even expanding to cover the surface of the planet.
Anyone with a little knowledge of physics can immediately tell that this thing is the heaviest metal on the periodic table - osmium.
"Of course I know!
Although it might be very rude to say this.
But I still have to say that the time for you and your brother is over.
The future is mine! I will take everything from Nicol Bolas and take his place as the only planeswalker with a complete spark in the entire multiverse.
And you are the most important nourishment for me to achieve this goal."
Zuo Si grinned and controlled several heads to bite and devour Wu Jin's flesh and blood.
Since the latter's original wound had not healed completely, there was no need for him to fight against the hard scales and the mental protection wrapped around the outer layer of his body. He just needed to tear the wound bigger.
"Such a size and aura! You are not a human at all, but a multi-headed dragon disguised as a human?"
Ugin struggled to free himself from his disturbed spark and fight back.
Unfortunately, he only had one head, and could not withstand the attacks of several heads. In the blink of an eye, he was covered with wounds.
“No, I am originally a mortal.
But later, through my own efforts, I gradually became what I am today.
In some ways, I am a bit like you two.
Because we have all been weak and have experienced the feeling of being bullied and manipulated.
The difference is that you and Nicol Bolas have been powerful for so long that you have forgotten that as weak people you should be cautious and never take any potential threats lightly. "
Zuo Si's red head had just swallowed a piece of flesh and blood, and his mouth opened to reveal a mouthful of fangs stained with blood.
"Why? Why would you want to kill me?"
Wu Jin's face was full of confusion and puzzlement.
He had no idea what Zuo Si's motive was for killing him, and he couldn't remember the crime he had committed against the other party.
Zuo Si sneered and explained, "Of course, because you are also an elder dragon planeswalker, I can study you to figure out how to truly kill Nicol Bolas. And the spiritual world you share with him can help me better understand his thoughts."
"Damn it! You're the next Nicol Bolas! Even more evil than him!"
After realizing that there was no room for compromise in the conflict between the two, Wu Jin finally showed his trump card and directly summoned the planeswalker card to start bombarding and destroying the opponent's land card connection.
Just a moment!
More than a dozen low-level land cards were destroyed on the spot by the chaotic power of the dark void.
Especially after the connection with the continent of Faerun was cut off, all the magic barriers and mazes covering the major cities of the West Coast Empire became ineffective, and the multiple spellcasting environments disappeared without a trace, leaving countless spellcasters who were using these powers to conduct experiments and create items feeling baffled. Some of those who were more heavily dependent on them even fell into deep panic.
Because they are afraid that this will have irreversible and permanent impact on the entire world, just like the collapse of the magic network.
It's not just Ferran. The Marvel Universe Earth, which has also begun to rely on a multi-casting environment, has encountered the same problem.
Whether it was the wizard who was learning to cast magic nets in Kamar-Taj or the Hydra wizard who was working for the Human Alliance, they all reported the news of the disappearance of the magic net as soon as possible.
In short, although this battle broke out in an unknown time and space, the world it affected was far beyond everyone's imagination.
Only the areas where the branches of the cave trees were connected remained "normal".
But the scope of this area is limited and usually does not exceed a radius of one hundred kilometers.
Of course, these little things were no longer something Zuo Si needed to consider.
He now has only one goal, which is to use this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill Wu Jin, no matter how great the price.
Otherwise, if you let the other party run away, there will be endless troubles.
"I think you need help, don't you?"
Just as two giant dragons that covered the sky and the earth fought from the bottom of the sea into the sky, the mastermind Isadora finally appeared.
As Zuo Si's most trusted ally today, her strength has long surpassed ancient planeswalkers such as Sorin Markov and Nahiri. Her powerful psychic ability is even enough to instantly destroy everything within a radius of tens of thousands of light years, erasing the thoughts, consciousness, and self of billions of lives.
"Is that even a question? Can't you see how hard I'm trying?"
Zuo Si turned one of the dragons' heads and rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"I thought you were enjoying the battle."
Mastermind Isadora made a joke in a slightly playful tone.
The next second...
A terrifying mental explosion exploded directly on the head of the spiritual dragon Wu Jin!
Although to the outside world there was no sound at all and no energy fluctuations could be seen, it was no less than dropping a whirlwind torpedo into Wu Jin's brain.
Although his current body was shaped in the spiritual world, he has extremely strong resistance in this regard.
But as long as it is not completely immune, you can rely on infinite stacking power to achieve penetration.
After the mind explosion, Wu Jin's movements and reactions became noticeably slow, and Zuo Si eventually took advantage of the situation. He wielded his sharp claws to tear open the scar on his chest near his heart, and drank the blood and spiritual energy gushing out from it.
"No!!!!!!"
The intense pain and sense of crisis brought Wu Jin back to consciousness from his stunned state, and he suddenly released a powerful Planeswalker card.
I saw a blue light column rising into the sky, completely swallowing up this space and time, and then transformed all matter into countless attributeless energies.
The terrifying impact force pushed Zuo Si back repeatedly, and he had no way of keeping his balance or continuing his attack.
But in order to prevent the opponent from escaping, he did not release his claws but continued to resonate to destroy the stability of the opponent's spark.
"In just a moment, all the matter in the entire space-time was transformed into energy? This is really an outrageous ability!"
The mastermind Isadora couldn't help but exclaim.
You know, although Zuo Si also mastered this ability, he was far worse than Wu Jin in using it, and he couldn't do it to such a handy level.
Obviously, apart from the difference in proficiency, this is most likely a unique characteristic of the Black Gold Spark.
"Soth! Your ambitious plan will not succeed! I will reveal your true face to everyone!"
Wu Jin's entire body was glowing with a dazzling blue light like a star, and he roared loudly.
"Reveal my true identity?
Ha ha ha ha!
Sorry, that only works if you can escape from this time and space.
But do you think I will give you such a chance?
No! Of course not!
You will die here!
There is no escape, neither body nor soul!"
Zuo Si laughed wildly and pounced on him, intending to continue fighting in close combat and wear down the elder dragon mage bit by bit.
After all, the current situation gives him an overwhelming advantage.
No matter how majestic Ugin looks now, he was severely weakened by Nicol Bolas and has few cards left to play.
"Sos is right. Today is the day you die!"
The main brain Isadora constantly releases high-level psychic powers such as [Reversal of Reality], [Microscopic World], [Resonance Field], [Experience Death], and [Energy Transformation] to interfere with and influence the other party.
With the blessing of that powerful mental energy, even the simplest psychic spell is enough to cause devastating consequences.
Take the [Micro World] as an example. Once successful, you can make the other person fall into your inner world and be unable to escape.
[Experience Death] has a certain probability of causing instant death. Even if you don't die, you will suffer irreversible mental damage because of the pain of death.
Although Wu Jin has a high resistance in this regard and can break free on his own, once he is hit he will fall into a brief trance of consciousness for 0.1 second.
Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, 0.1 second is nothing, but for Zuo Si, it can do a lot of things.
He even summoned Baal, the God of Slaughter, who was made into an immortal evil god.
You know, it was originally prepared for the final battle with Nicol Bolas.
When the god exuding a strong smell of blood and murderous aura arrived, even though Wu Jin was knowledgeable and experienced, he couldn't help but gasp.
"Oh my God! What did you do, you lunatic?"
"Well? Do you like my work? I learned it from your brother Nicol Bolas.
He used this method to turn the gods into mummy-like undead spirits and use them for his own purposes.
I said that I would replace you and start an era of my own.
This is not bragging or arrogance, but the preparation started a long time ago.
Neither you nor Nicol Bolas can escape my control in the end.
Come, dear Baal, use your divine power to break the opponent's mental defense and let him experience the taste of death again."
Zuo Si sneered and gave the Eternal Evil God the order to attack.
A dark red light flashed in the chaotic and empty darkness, and the muscles, bones and scales on Wu Jin's chest that were used to protect his heart exploded instantly, and blood and energy gushed out like a column.
You don't need to ask to know that this is the simplest and most intuitive manifestation of Baal's power.
"A Grim Reaper?!"
Wu Jin covered the wound with one of his front paws, his face full of horror.
Because he could feel that the spiritual energy shield wrapped around his body had miraculously disappeared out of thin air in the previous moment.
But unfortunately, Baal, who had long been the eternal evil god, would not answer any questions at all. He just stared at his prey with his blood-red eyes, like a cold-blooded and deadly ace killer.
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