One is to launch a sneak attack without warning and defeat the opponent at lightning speed when the opponent is completely unprepared. To put it simply, it is a blitzkrieg.
The other type is long-term consumption, trying to make the other person feel as uncomfortable as possible, so that they cannot concentrate on doing what they want to do, but are forced to endure endless attacks and harassment.
Apparently, Zosi used the former against Ugin and the latter against Nicol Bolas.
Over the next few days, he launched several invasions of the plane of Amonkhet in partnership with Nahiri as the Spirit Dragon Ugin.
Every time Nicol Bolas showed up, the two would immediately choose to retreat without any hesitation.
After a few rounds, the old dragon couldn't even get a good rest. Even when he closed his eyes, he dreamed about them wreaking havoc in Amonkhet.
In extreme rage, Nicol Bolas marched directly into Ugin's home plane of Tarkir and killed all the dragons there in revenge.
In his opinion, since Wu Jin came to his lair and caused extensive damage, he would go to the other party's time and space to repay him double.
Given Wu Jin's character, he would definitely restrain himself by then to avoid the complete destruction of the Tarkir plane.
By taking advantage of each other's weaknesses, a strategic deterrence and balance is formed.
But unfortunately, Nicol Bolas overlooked one point, that is, the "spiritual dragon" he saw was not the real Wu Jin, but a fake.
This is also the reason why Zuo Si never had a direct conflict with Lao Long.
If a fight really breaks out, he will definitely be exposed given his level and fighting habits.
As for the fate of the plane of Tarkir...
Sorry, Zuo Si doesn't care.
Similarly, after learning of Ugin's true identity, Nahiri chose to ignore it without hesitation.
After all, she was tricked into sealing the three Eldrazi titans in her hometown, which brought huge hidden dangers to the Zendikar plane.
When the seal finally loosened and help was needed, neither Ugin nor Sorin Markov came to the rescue at the critical moment.
Especially the latter, who locked her up in the cellar for a thousand years, and she was almost turned into a complete lunatic by the influence of the demon sealed in there.
With Zuo Si's constant use of mental, suggestive, and hypnotic methods, as well as the catalysis of the will of the hell plane of Baator, the gravel mancer Nahiri has begun to deviate greatly towards the lawful evil camp, and even began to enjoy the pleasure brought by oppression, slavery, and tyrannical rule.
She sent a large number of mortal souls plundered from the Amonkhet plane to the ninth plane and squeezed them into energy for her own enjoyment.
Through this method of fighting to support war, the originally prosperous Amonkhet time and space has long since turned into a complete hell on earth.
The script written by Nicol Bolas himself had already been completely changed after being tampered with by Zuo Si.
However, there is a bottom line that has never been crossed, and that is not to touch the army of immortals hidden deep underground.
Because Zuo Si knew that this legion was used to capture the new generation of planeswalkers.
If someone destroys it, the old dragon will definitely go crazy, and then the whole situation will go out of control.
But all he wanted was to distract the other person a little.
In this way, the two sides started a game around the two planes of Amonkhet and Tarkir.
Whenever Zoth and Nahiri entered the plane of Amonkhet to wreak chaos and destruction, Nicol Bolas would travel to the plane of Tarkir to kill indiscriminately, believing that he had made Ugin pay the price.
"I think Wu Jin would hate you if he knew what his hometown has become now."
Nahiri stood at the edge of a tribal camp that had just been razed to the ground by terrible magic. She bent down to pick up a fallen magic sword, pursed her lips and revealed a gloating smile.
Zuo Si responded nonchalantly: "No, I think he would hate me even if he didn't see these. After all, not only did I take his name, but I also used his soul as a guinea pig to be studied and experimented on by Jinjitaxia."
"So you knew from the beginning that Wu Jin was not a good person?"
Nahiri raised an eyebrow in surprise.
“That’s right.
Because of the living example of Nicol Bolas, I don't think it would be a good thing to be the only other elder dragon.
Besides, don't you think Wu Jin's attitude towards the Eldrazi is too suspicious? A lot of research on the Eldrazi is far beyond the depth of what an observer can touch.
If it were me, I would not believe his obvious lies. "
Zuo Si stated very straightforwardly why he was wary and hostile towards Wu Jin.
"Damn it! Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Nahiri complained angrily.
Zuo Si spread his hands helplessly: "How can I tell you? You have to know that all this was just speculation at the time, without any substantial evidence.
Besides, you're not one to keep secrets.
But fortunately, it's not too late to know now."
"Where is Wu Jin's soul imprisoned? I want to find him and ask him about it now."
Nahiri's face looked full of anger, and she was obviously unwilling to be used for so many years.
"Don't worry. I'll take you to see him after I capture the Immortal Sun. Before that, we must continue to attract Nicol Bolas' attention."
Zuo Si neither refused nor agreed immediately, but adopted a delaying tactic.
He didn't want the Lithomancer beside him to cause any trouble at such a critical moment.
Don't ever think that Nahiri is a rational person.
When she goes crazy, she doesn't care about the consequences at all, she just wants to have fun.
"Okay. So what are your plans? Are you going to keep harassing Amonkhet? You know, there are no decent cities on this plane that we can plunder and destroy."
There was a hint of regret and reluctance in Nahiri's tone.
After all, she had tasted the sweetness of plundering souls, and could easily harvest hundreds of thousands or even millions of souls each time.
And these souls will become excellent nutrients to replenish the mana pool and strengthen one's own strength.
Anyone who has never tasted soul energy will never understand how addictive and addictive that wonderful taste is.
The Lithomancer was completely defeated after just a few attempts.
"Once the city is gone, we'll attack the villages and the proving grounds. In any case, we can't let Nicol Bolas have any time to spare. Only when my people find the location of the Immortal Sun can we truly put an end to this farce."
After saying that, Zuo Si directly activated the planeswalker spark and left the Tarkir plane with Nahiri.
…
At the same time, far away in Shandra time and space.
The red demon judge Wabasi is leading his army to search the entire world.
Especially those areas where the probes disappear after entering.
In just a few days, he had already physically integrated with the local natives.
Especially the Sliver Demon, which has infinite adaptability and evolution capabilities. It is more difficult to deal with than anything encountered before.
Because the genes of this thing are not stable at all, even adults will mutate due to external stimuli.
This mutation has a high probability of giving rise to something that restrains the current enemy's attack method, directly leading to an attack method that is completely immune to the entire Sliver Demon clan.
Therefore, when clearing out the sliver monsters, you must be quick, steady, accurate and ruthless. You must not leave them any chance to mutate, but must eliminate them all at once.
Otherwise, the Slivers in the area will become more and more adapted to the fighting style of one army.
The slivers currently fighting against the red faction's New Phyrexian creatures have obviously had their armor and magic resistance strengthened, and many of their powerful weapons are like tickles to these monsters.
Only those with large caliber can really have a killing effect.
What's even more outrageous is that some sliver monsters have actually evolved resistance to sparkling oil.
Yes, you read it right, it is oil resistance.
Although it is not 100% immune to the infection of the oil, it is more difficult to be completely transformed than most ordinary creatures.
Some people can even survive for several days after being infected by the oil, and even dead bodies are no exception.
Since the Red Faction was not engaged in scientific research, no one knew why this happened, and the samples could only be sent back to the central laboratory for research.
"How, how long will it take us to clear this area?"
Wabasi asked as he stared at the densely packed red dots on the electronic map.
The subordinate quickly replied, "At least sixteen hours, Your Excellency the Honorable Judge of the Devil."
“Too long!
We have wasted more than a hundred hours in this space and time.
Until now, no clues related to the Eternal Holy Sun have been found.
This would only serve to expose our weakness and incompetence to the great Father of New Phyrexia.
No matter what, give me ten hours to take this place and complete the reconnaissance work.
No matter what secrets this world hides, I will find an accurate answer within three days."
There was a strong sense of dissatisfaction in Wabash's tone.
As the leader of the Red Faction, he is not the kind of person who will take things slow and methodical. Instead, he is more impatient and eager to achieve his goals quickly than any other Judge.
"But... but ten hours is too short, and there are so many sliver monsters here. It is not realistic to completely clean them up in a short time." The subordinate reminded carefully.
Just when Wabasi was about to lose his temper, a light spot representing his side on the electronic map suddenly became bright and dazzling.
His first instinctive reaction was to ask, "What's going on? What happened?"
The new Phyrexian creation in charge of controlling the map immediately connected to the front-line communicator, and then a voice without any emotion came from the loudspeaker.
“This is area B-3275.
Report, we found something that exudes amazing energy.
It is a regular octagon with a glowing triangle in the middle and the surface is covered with exquisite patterns.
It seems that the Immortal Sun is what the Great Father of New Phyrexia is looking for."
"What? Eternal Holy Sun!"
Wabash raised his head and stared at the projection image on the screen.
As all New Phyrexian creations have their retinas linked to their electronic memory.
So everything they see is stored and sent back via data link when needed.
So the scene on the big screen at this moment is what the cannon fodder on the front line sees with their own eyes.
It has to be said that as a super artifact made from the sparks of ancient planeswalkers, the Immortal Holy Sun will definitely give great shock to anyone who sees it.
Especially the core part, which is like a black hole constantly releasing fluctuations of a certain frequency, firmly grasping the surrounding space.
In its presence, any planeswalker's spark's connection to the Dark Eternity will be severed, making it impossible to travel across time and space.
"Unbelievable! Nicol Bolas would use Slivers to protect the Immortal Sun!"
It took Wabasi only a few seconds to realize that this was definitely the work of Lao Long.
Because in the entire multiverse, there are only a few planeswalkers who can make the slivers obey them.
And Nicol Bolas is definitely one of them.
With his powerful mental magic, it would not be difficult for him to control a mere colony of sliver monsters, or even brainwash all the sliver monsters on the entire planet and turn them into his loyal believers.
After all, this guy's greatest achievement was successfully brainwashing the gods.
Just as Wabasi was secretly lamenting that this happiness came too suddenly, several sliver monsters suddenly rushed out of the cave, carrying the Holy Sun of Eternal Life and ran into the intricate underground maze.
"Chase him quickly! We must not let the Eternal Holy Sun out of my sight!"
Wabash issued orders to all his men present.
moment!
The endless Red Faction army immediately became like chicken blood and launched an attack on the enemies blocking the way like a tide.
For a moment, the sounds of explosions, screams and red flames intertwined to form a heroic picture.
Almost every minute and every second someone falls on the road ahead.
The Sliver Demon showed no sign of weakness, wielding limbs that were harder and sharper than metal to fight with the New Phyrexian creations, with no intention of retreating at all.
In just a few minutes, thousands of New Phyrexian creations were torn apart and dismembered, and the scorching oil and scattered debris almost blocked the underground tunnels, which were not very spacious to begin with.
And the Eternal Holy Sun quickly disappeared at the end of the maze-like passage under the strict defense of the Sliver Demon Army.
"No!!!!!"
Watching the most important thing of this trip disappear from his sight, Wabasi's rage immediately broke through the sky. He pushed away the adjutant beside him, started the jet engine, and rushed to the scene of the incident at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
With a loud bang, he smashed everything that was blocking his way to pieces.
Among them are both New Phyrexian creations and a large number of slivers.
"Back off! Intruders! This is not the place for you!"
A sliver hive master gave a warning in his eyes.
But who was Wabasi? How could he take the enemy's words to heart? He leaped forward, swung his upper limbs and chopped down fiercely: "Get out of my way! Don't get in my way!"
“Kill him!!!”
The nest master gave his men the order to attack almost at the same time.
In less than 0.001 seconds, the two terrifying monsters collided with each other.
Although they have little contact with the outside world due to being in a closed environment for a long time, Shandra's sliver demons are not weak.
Especially the unique humanoid sliver monster, which is quite outstanding in both intelligence level and combat power.
And they evolve much faster than the insect-form Slivers.
After just a few battles, he learned to use various energy weapons and magic weapons produced by New Phyrexia that fell on the ground.
But unfortunately, no matter how powerful these sliver monsters are, they are just mortal creatures in the final analysis.
But Wabasi has long since left this category.
When his oil engine started running at full capacity, he was like the Flash with super speed, and most people couldn't even see his afterimage.
After a while, all the fragments present were smashed and torn apart alive by Wabasi, and not even a complete body was left.
After dealing with these troublesome guys, he immediately released tens of thousands of detectors to begin searching this underground maze dug by the Sliver Demon.
Even eggs that had been laid but not yet hatched were found along the way.
Wabasi directly ordered his men to pack the things and send them to Jinjitasha, the leader of the blue faction, as a gift.
After all, this person is in charge of logistics and technological research and development.
Wabasi was still hoping that the other party would give him more weapons and equipment.
Just as he was searching the Immortal Sun in secret, in the deepest part of the underground labyrinthine Webway, Nicol Bolas's top henchman, Tezzeret, finally received an alert from the Sliver.
"Oh no! There's an intruder! The artifact we kept has been discovered!"
"What? Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly."
Tezzeret, who was still doing experiments in the last second, turned pale in the next second.
You have to know that the reason why he chose to stay in the Shandra time and space was because it was relatively secluded and it was basically unlikely that a planeswalker would visit.
By the same token, Nicol Bolas placed the Immortal Sun on this plane for the same purpose.
Plus with a powerful weapon like the Sliver Demon, it should be foolproof no matter how you look at it.
Tezzeret simply couldn't imagine what in this world could force a Scourge candidate like the Sliver to retreat step by step.
"It's invaders! Their leader has breached our last line of defense."
After saying this, the Sliver Demon no longer paid any attention to the other party and ran straight towards the direction where the main force was.
Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Tezzeret didn't bother to deal with the mess on his hands, and rushed out immediately to figure out the situation.
As luck would have it, he ran into Wabash.
As a genius weapon master, he recognized the other person almost at first sight. He stood there in amazement for a long time, and finally slowly uttered the disaster that once made the multiverse turn pale: "New Phyrexia?!"
"Indeed. Nice to meet you, Tezzeret. My name is Wabash, and I am the Red Faction's Inquisitor."
Wabas also recognized this planeswalker under Nicol Bolas, and there was a strange light in his eyes.
If he had any doubts before about whether the thing he had just seen was the Eternal Holy Sun, now he was 100% sure.
What's more, before embracing the new Shuo Oil, this guy had secretly cooperated with many high-level officials in New Phyrexia.
"Why are you here? This place is clearly..."
Tezzeret's mouth opened in surprise, and he even stuttered a little when he spoke.
As someone who had carefully investigated and studied the creations of Shining Oil and New Phyrexia, he was obviously very clear that there was only one prerequisite for restricting the latter from invading the entire multiverse, and that was to teleport across time and space like a planeswalker.
If the other party can even grasp this point, it won't be long before the crazy Elenon will launch the plan to unify all worlds.
"This place is clearly imprisoned by the Immortal Sun. Even the planeswalker's spark is ineffective because of it, right?"
Wabash sneered and exposed the other party's little thoughts.
It was not difficult to tell from the smugness that flashed across his face that he was obviously very satisfied with his plan to seize the seeds of the World Tree and transform them into the Cave Tree.
Because of this thing, New Phyrexia can attack wherever it wants, without being restricted by external factors at all.
The only drawback is that the branches of the cave tree are limited, and it can only connect to some valuable time and space with special resources.
"How do you know all this? And what is your purpose in seizing the Immortal Sun? Aren't you afraid of divine punishment from the great elder dragonplanesmage Nicol Bolas?"
Tezzeret, who had been brainwashed and had forgotten too many memories, was indeed a good dog. He immediately began to think about the problem from Nicol Bolas's perspective.
Wabash sneered and replied, "I'm sorry, but I don't have time to explain all that to you. As for Nicol Bolas, he is a far cry from the great father of New Phyrexia. There is no need to fear him."
"So we are enemies?"
Realizing that the other party was up to no good, the only thing Tezzeret could do was to activate his own Planeswalker card and enter combat.
"Hmph! You overestimate your own abilities. Do you think you can hurt me with your ridiculous sparks?"
The engine on Wabash's body suddenly emitted a dazzling red flame, and then the whole person disappeared on the spot.
No! To be exact, it was because the speed was so fast that the nerves didn't have time to react.
Boom!!! The Red Devil Judge directly crashed into the opponent's defense constructed with magic and gods.
Especially the shield that was flashing with dazzling golden light, which absorbed almost all the kinetic energy.
However, after this attack, Tezzeret did not stay where he was, but began to retreat at an extremely fast speed, summoning various constructs to serve as cannon fodder to delay the opponent's speed.
Compared to fighting, it is obviously more important to ensure that the Eternal Holy Sun remains in one's hands.
Otherwise, if this thing was lost, Nicol Bolas would probably skin him alive.
As the saying goes, when faced with two evils, choose the lesser one.
"Don't even think about escaping!"
Wabash followed closely behind.
The two of them fought and moved in the underground maze, and before long they encountered a team of sliver monsters protecting the Eternal Holy Sun at the end of the passage.
Right now, these slivers are trying to dig an escape route directly in the tunnel.
The New Phyrexian creations that came from the rear had already locked onto their position, and the two sides were engaged in a brutal close combat.
Since the passage was too narrow, the advantage in numbers could not be brought into play at all, so the sliver monsters actually divided their forces to block the enemies that were pouring in like a tide.
"Hahahaha! Great! That's great! I'm finally going to complete the task assigned by the great father of New Phyrexia."
Upon seeing this, Wabasi immediately burst into laughter, started the oil-burning engine and rushed forward.
The deafening sound of air explosions was endless.
Wherever he passed, the shard monsters seemed to be hit by a huge force, and they flew into the air in a moment and turned into flying flesh and blood.
"No!!!! I will never give the Eternal Holy Sun to you!"
Thinking of the cruel punishment he might face if he failed, Tezzeret risked his life to protect the Immortal Sun.
Although in terms of overall strength, the Red Judge can definitely crush Tezzeret easily.
The problem is that Tezzeret is an artificer, and many of the artifacts he controls possess powerful and incredible powers.
Some of them are good things left over from unknown civilizations in ancient times.
So the two of them actually fought evenly in a short period of time.
“Go to hell!
Nicol Bolas's lackey!
Your master will never win this war! His only fate is to be a miserable loser before the great father of New Phyrexia.
Now, feel the scorching heat that the oil can release!"
As the last word came out of his mouth, thin tubes suddenly stood up from Wabasi's chest, and then began to spray atomized shiny oil into the air.
In just a few seconds, the surrounding area within a radius of hundreds of meters was filled with the color produced by the oil.
At the same time, those sliver demons that needed to breathe began to cough violently.
Before anyone else could react to what was going to happen, a ball of fire suddenly shot out from Wabasi's fingertips, followed by a white light that engulfed everything around him.
The violent explosion lifted the land and rock formations above their heads into the air, and countless sliver demons and New Phyrexian creations disappeared in the explosion and fire.
The terrifying power is comparable to that of a small tactical nuclear weapon.
Obviously, this is the biggest feature of the Red Faction within New Phyrexia, using shale as a fuel.
Moreover, the sparkling oil spray used by the Red Demon Judge is actually a super-enhanced version with added ingredients.
The temperature of its flame can reach a level close to that of the sun under magical influence.
Even soil, rocks and steel melt and evaporate under the high temperature.
When everything calmed down, there was nothing around that could be called "alive" except Wabasi.
Just as he was about to pick up the Eternal Holy Sun that was not damaged at all in the flames, a hand suddenly stretched out from the space crack, grabbed it first, and then tried to escape.
Maybe it was because it happened too suddenly and too fast, the Red Demon Judge had no time to stop it and could only watch the target disappear in front of him.
“TEZZERET!!!!!”
Wabash roared and called out the other person's name.
Because only he, as a planeswalker, can use this level of spatial manipulation.
"Sorry, I win this time."
Tezzeret's triumphant voice came from the space rift, his tone filled with naked and undisguised sarcasm.
But in the next second, his voice suddenly turned into a painful wail.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!!! What…what the hell is this? Hand! My hand!”
The sudden change made the Red Demon Judge stunned for a moment, and then he saw a huge figure coming out of the crack. It was Zuo Si himself disguised as the spirit dragon Wu Jin.
The reason why he was able to show up so quickly was thanks to New Phyrexia's increasingly mature and fast information transmission technology.
From the moment the Eternal Holy Sun was discovered, he immediately received a report from his subordinates, so he rushed to the scene immediately after finishing other things.
Feeling the incredible power of the Eternal Holy Sun, Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said meaningfully: "Yes! It is finally mine now."
"Wu... Wujin? Why are you here?"
Tezzeret, half of his body sealed by rock, jumped out from his hiding place, his eyes full of horror.
Because he had just received news that the dangerous Elder Dragon Planeswalker in front of him was causing trouble in Amonkhet, so how could he suddenly change direction?
Could it be that Ugin has reached a cooperation agreement with New Phyrexia?
Or is there a traitor within?
No matter which one is true, the consequences will be quite serious.
Just as Tezzeret racked his brains to come up with a solution, the space around him began to vibrate violently.
The next second...
Another slender golden dragon came down, tearing through the dark space.
He was none other than Nicol Bolas, who had been being played like a monkey recently.
"Put down the Immortal Sun! Ugin! Or I swear to destroy Tarkir completely!" the old dragon threatened fiercely.
Zuo Si fiddled with the Immortal Sun in his hand and taunted, "The destruction of Tarkir? That has nothing to do with me.
You don't really think that I have any feelings for that time and space, do you?
Stop it! You should know that those ants are worthless in my eyes.
Moreover, if I take away the Eternal Sun, your plan will be shattered, and you will be completely helpless.
All your ambitions and conspiracies will be unable to assist in actual actions as this artifact disappears."
"You want to follow Azor's example and trap yourself and the Immortal Sun together in a certain plane?"
Nicol Bolas was visibly enraged.
In his opinion, this was a typical case of harming others and causing harm to himself, which was purely disgusting.
You know, the reason why he longed to restore the spark of the ancient planeswalker was because his body was aging uncontrollably.
However, Wu Jin achieved true immortality because he reshaped his body through spiritual energy.
This means that if the other party takes the Eternal Holy Sun and looks for a place to hide in time and space, there is a high probability that he will not be able to find it, or he dare not look for it.
Because no one knows if it's a trap.
If he continues to waste time like that, Nicol Bolas' body will gradually age and lose his strength.
When the power of both parties exceeds a certain critical point, Wu Jin will gain the upper hand.
"Haha, who knows what will happen in the future. Anyway, the Eternal Holy Sun is in my hands now. All your plans must be put on hold until I get it."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si directly released his unique spark characteristics, integrating the entire Eternal Holy Sun into his body bit by bit.
Because the essence of this thing is a spark of an ancient planeswalker.
Nicol Bolas's expression became increasingly unsightly when he saw this.
He had no idea that his good brother had such abilities before, and even thought about the relationship between Ugin and Azor, as well as the secrets that the Immortal Sun might be hiding.
You have to know that after seizing the Immortal Sun, he fell into hibernation due to excessive consumption in the battle. He didn't spend any time to study what this thing was and how it could make the spark of the planeswalker ineffective.
But now, the cooked duck has flown away.
"Master... Master! Help me! I can't move!"
Tezzeret obviously didn't know how to read people's faces, and he struggled to move his body to the old dragon to ask for help.
"Get lost! You are a useless piece of shit! You can't even guard something! What use do I have for you?"
As he spoke, the furious Nicol Bolas raised his claws to tear the poor guy to pieces.
But Nahiri suddenly took action and used gravel magic to wrap it up from head to toe, turning it into a huge prismatic rock.
Crash!
The old dragon's claws failed to pierce the hard rock, leaving only a few deep scratches on it.
"You dare to disobey me?"
Nicol Bolas roared at Nahiri, and terrifying power began to surge from the sparks within him.
energy!
Enormous energy! Energy that cannot be described in words! The most primitive, disordered, and violent energy from the Dark Void! Nahiri felt her scalp tingling and immediately hid behind Zuo Si, her eyes revealing horror.
Although she had long known that Nicol Bolas was the most powerful planeswalker, she had never seen him at his full strength.
But at this moment, she finally understood why Zuo Si was always extremely cautious whenever he mentioned the other person's name.
"Calm down, my dear brother, are you so angry because of such a small failure?
You know, you killed me twice, but you are still standing here.
Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is that you cannot get out of the shadow of failure.
Now that the Eternal Holy Sun is in my hands, how about we make a deal?"
Zuo Si pursed his lips and tried to calm Lao Long's irritable mood while starting to guide the conversation.
"trade?"
Nicol Bolas narrowed his eyes in alarm.
For some reason, ever since the invasion of Amonkhet, he always felt that Wu Jin in front of him seemed a little different from before.
But I can't really say exactly how they are different.
After all, an elder dragon is not one that can be disguised through shapeshifting magic, and there is nothing wrong with the magic flowing through the name.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, transaction.
By now everyone knows you're launching the War of the Spark on the plane of Ravnica so you can restore the power of the Ancient Planeswalkers.
Anyone who dares to stand in your way will be crushed without mercy.
In that case, why don't we have a fair bet?
For example, give Ravnica enough time to prepare, and then have a fair fight.
If you win, you can naturally realize your long-cherished wish.
But if we win, you'll lose everything you have now."
"You mean... set a date for the decisive battle, and then exchange the Eternal Holy Sun for me on that day?"
Nicol Bolas instantly understood the implication of the words, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Because he had never expected that things would develop to this point.
“That’s right.
Because we can't keep fighting a protracted tug-of-war with you forever.
Therefore, fighting a decisive battle under the premise of full preparation is the most ideal option.
As for the Eternal Holy Sun, I will keep it for you temporarily.
When the time is ripe and the day of decisive battle comes, it will naturally be returned to you in some way.
How about this, are you willing to accept this condition?"
Zuo Si imitated Wu Jin's tone and movements to invite the old dragon who was nearby.
Nicol Bolas lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then quickly responded with a sneer, "Although I'm not sure what you're up to, if it's a bet, I have no reason not to accept it. After all, you can't win this war even if you're fully prepared."
"In that case, we have reached an agreement. During this period, I don't want any more wars or conflicts. Is that ok?"
Zuo Si calmly proposed an additional condition.
"Okay! A truce from now on! But remember, I don't have the patience to wait too long."
After saying this, Nicol Bolas cast an unknown magic, causing the rock wrapped around Tezzeret to disintegrate, and he pulled this useless subordinate out from a pile of rubble.
"Believe me, it won't be too long. No more than twenty years at most. For elder dragons like you and me, twenty years is just a trivial rest in life."
After saying this, Zuo Si, who maintained the form of the spirit dragon Ugin, spread his wings and took Nahiri away from this time and space. During the whole process, he did not say a word to his red magic judge Wabasi, nor did he have any eye contact, as if they were strangers.
And Wabas is obviously a good actor. He showed the loss, pain and anger of not being able to snatch the Immortal Sun on his face. Then he put on a distraught look and returned to Mirrodin through the Cave Tree.
Only Nicol Bolas did not rush to leave, but stood there and watched the retreat of the New Phyrexian Legion.
After several minutes, he asked without turning his head, "Shane VII! I don't care what method you use, just find Sos within ten days and have him come to see me."
"clear!"
The figure of Sean VII suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and he bowed gracefully with one hand on his chest.
He was obviously very smart. He didn't ask why he was asked to do this, but just agreed silently.
Because he has too many land cards that overlap with Zuo Si.
For an ancient planeswalker like Nicol Bolas, just a little sense of the energy of the surrounding environment can roughly determine the time and space they are connected to.
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