Although at the beginning, this was just a place where teleportation coordinates from different places were randomly piled up for visitors, travelers and merchants who did not want to pass through other levels.
But over time it began to flourish like many trade hubs.
To be precise, it exists as a buffer zone.
Because this place is not strictly speaking a part of Baator, it does not have such a strong lawful characteristic.
This makes many people in the neutral or even chaotic camp feel very comfortable.
Many things that are prohibited in the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth level can be completely allowed here.
Many gangs, mercenaries and other forces also choose to resolve irreconcilable conflicts and grudges here.
In other words, this is a completely lawless place, a city full of ambitions where whoever has the bigger fist can kill the original ruler and replace him.
Most importantly, the Gate of Desire is separated from the Ninth Plane by only a wide river.
Once you cross it, you can immediately enter the land of order and seek the protection of the laws of hell.
So over time, a considerable number of wanted criminals, thieves, robbers, swindlers and other dangerous elements have gathered here, waiting for their chance to strike.
Sometimes they would sneak into the huge cyberpunk city to do something, and sometimes they would escape back and hide here to continue lurking and waiting for employers who are willing to offer a high price.
In addition, this is also a huge resale center for contraband such as people, weapons, equipment, and drugs.
In particular, many drugs have huge side effects, and some may even cause addiction, tragic death, or systemic ulcers in the users. These drugs are rampant here.
Even many large manufacturing companies secretly release large quantities of drugs that are still in the experimental stage here and then observe the reactions of those who take them.
Anyone with a little common sense knows that this is actually illegal human drug experiment.
To be precise, the reason why this area was able to develop was because of the secret support of some powerful high-level demons in the ninth level of Baator Hell.
They need such a place to circumvent various legal restrictions in order to achieve some ulterior purposes.
Some even take advantage of the convenience here to make gray income.
Otherwise, with the military power of the ninth level, it would be a piece of cake to occupy and assimilate this place.
But after so many years, no devil with great power has done so.
Not only that!
They also strictly ordered law enforcement agencies not to cross the line.
Once a wanted criminal escapes into the Gate of Desire, no further action is allowed unless he voluntarily returns.
In addition, it is also an intelligence battlefield that brings together countless spies, spies, and assassins.
There are more than a thousand attacks, assassinations and inexplicable deaths happening here every day alone.
The funny thing is, no one cares.
The Gate of Desire is still as prosperous and bustling as ever, with visitors of different races, purposes, and camps coming in an endless stream.
As its name suggests, on the other side of the river is the greatest gathering place of desire in the entire universe.
Once you cross here, you can enter a paradise where all desires can be satisfied, or it would be more appropriate to call it the abyss.
"Alas - look at these mortals who continue to sink into desire and sin. They don't realize how heavy the price they have to pay for these cheap pleasures is."
A middle-aged monk with a bald head and only a loin cloth on his body couldn't help but sigh in sorrow.
Because he just saw a young woman on the street not far away, who sold her body and soul to a half-blood tiefling in order to get a bottle of alchemical potion emitting gray-green light.
At this moment, the woman was enjoying dripping the liquid into her eyes. Her whole body was shaking violently uncontrollably and she was letting out creepy moans from her throat.
Needless to say, the bottle of gray-green alchemical potion is the new thing that has become popular in recent weeks.
It is said that the Ninth Plane Pharmaceutical Company originally wanted to develop a cheap potion that would allow the user to gain arcane vision and see through invisibility and illusions.
But who knew that something went wrong in the middle, causing this medicine to affect the brain nerves after drinking, and thus produce very strange hallucinations.
This illusion not only relaxes the brain and secretes a large amount of hormones that produce excitement and stimulate emotions, but also confuses the senses, just like bringing imagination into reality.
But the only drawback is that it is highly addictive and can cause irreversible damage to the brain.
Generally speaking, if the drug is taken for more than three to five months in a row, the person's brain will gradually become dumber and the reaction will become slower and slower, turning him into a fool or idiot, and eventually completely liquefy, leading to brain death.
So from the moment of contact, this person's life will inevitably enter a countdown.
Not to mention mortals, even low-level demons, devils, and yugoloths with slightly weaker resistance in this regard cannot stand it.
There are even cases where celestial beings become addicted to it and slowly become corrupted and degraded.
Another sturdy man with a full beard and blind eyes sighed and whispered, "It seems that the rumors outside may be true.
Soth's understanding and interpretation of evil is becoming more and more profound.
These mortals were not coerced in any way during their fall; it was entirely voluntary.
I didn't feel any so-called pain, only endless happiness.
His influence in the realm of evil has begun to surpass that of Asmodeus, the demon lords, and other evil gods."
"So he will become our enemy?"
The expression of another slightly younger soldier turned noticeably ugly.
It goes without saying that these three travelers who appear to be very ordinary are none other than the Three Saints Alliance who came from the Seventh Heaven Mountain.
The monk is dressed as the incarnation of Ilmater, the goddess of suffering; the blind man is the incarnation of Tyr, the god of justice; and the young warrior is the incarnation of Torm, the god of loyalty and courage.
The reason they appeared in this place was to fulfill their agreement to negotiate with the ninth level of Baator Hell and ensure that Zuo Si would not interfere in the impending decisive battle between good and evil.
"enemy?"
Tyr smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"It would be great if we could really distinguish between enemies and ourselves as clearly as before.
Soth is different from those other evil people.
He does not seek to eliminate goodness or overwhelm justice, but hopes to achieve mutual success in another form.
See those temples of good gods and communities of celestial beings? The most terrifying thing about Thoth is that he never stops the spread of goodness and justice, and even encourages us to do so to some extent.
Because what he wants is not that kind of muddle-headed and degenerate soul.
Instead, I want a soul that can clearly recognize its own evil and depravity and resolutely follow this path to the end.
Watch these fallen mortals closely with wide eyes. Do they ever show even a hint of remorse?"
"You mean... he's using us? Using kindness and justice to achieve his own evil goals!"
Tom was completely stunned, and at the same time, he felt an indescribable shock in his heart.
Using the seeds and watering of goodness to breed the fruits of evil?
How sinister and cunning this is! How crazy! How blasphemous! Most importantly, this is a naked and unsolvable conspiracy.
Even if we now know what left-wing thinking is going to do, there is no way to stop or change it.
The reason is simple! As good gods, spreading the concepts of kindness, fairness, and justice is their duty and mission, and it is something they must do even at the cost of their lives.
This is both a natural instinct and a responsibility and an obligation.
So it is certainly impossible to stop these acts of salvation.
Even if only a few out of a thousand fallen people have the possibility of being redeemed, they will never give up.
But the problem is that the more they want to redeem these fallen people, the more souls emitting the fragrance of evil will be acquired by Zuo Si.
This strong sense of contradiction can easily make those stubborn people's brains burn.
Ilmater, the god of suffering, obviously understood the logic behind this and responded directly: "No, Thors is not simply using us. He cooperates with us in this way."
"cooperate?!"
Thom is clearly still too young to understand how good and evil can work together.
Although the two sides did cooperate in abolishing slavery in the Kalinshan region of the continent of Faerun.
But at that time Zuo Si was a secular monarch, not the symbol of evil he is today.
"Yes, cooperation."
Ilmat explained patiently.
“You should understand that it is difficult for most mortals to have firm beliefs, positions, or camps.
They are neither completely kind nor completely bad, and they always vacillate between good and evil.
But now, Soth discovered the weakness of human nature in avoiding pain and longing for simple happiness.
And they have the ability to use this weakness to constantly lure them into the abyss of evil and depravity.
But he did not do so directly. Instead, he put a choice before us, that is, we can inspire and save them in our own way.
In this way, the two sides can cooperate to gradually pull those middle-of-the-roaders who are originally neither good nor bad towards the two extremes of good and evil.
From it we can gain high-quality and kind souls that break free from darkness and yearn for light.
And he can obtain high-quality evil souls who have witnessed the light but resolutely chose darkness. "
"Oh - damn! That sounds exactly like what he did before."
Thom instantly felt "a familiar recipe and familiar taste" from it.
"Yes! This is Soth, the man who always makes an offer you can't refuse."
There was an indescribable complexity in Tyr's voice.
Because he knew very well that Zuo Si's sword was not aimed at those mortals who truly had faith.
Instead, they set their sights on those superficial believers and general believers, refining them in their own way and pushing them to the two sides of the camp of good and evil.
Since these people's beliefs and will are not firm, most gods usually don't care much about them changing their alignment and beliefs.
After all, mortals are inherently very fickle.
"So this is the true purpose of the Ninth Plane?"
Thom asked in an uncertain tone.
Just as Ilmater was about to answer, a fully transformed succubus suddenly walked out from the dark and chaotic alley, bent down and bowed gracefully.
"Three distinguished guests, please follow me. Lord Glamir and Queen Mecanthut have been waiting for a long time."
"Soth didn't come?"
Tyr was stunned for a moment.
Because in his opinion, these two people were obviously not qualified to make decisions for the masters behind them.
"No. His Excellency the Prince is dealing with more important matters. He will not personally inquire about the affairs here in the short term."
After saying that, the perfected succubus ignored the reactions of the three gods, raised her hand and tapped twice in the dark alley.
moment!
A hidden secret door opened out of nowhere, revealing a deep and empty passage.
You don't need to ask to know that this is not a real place for negotiation at all, it is just an entrance.
After all, no one knows how many spies and spies are hidden in the Gate of Desire.
Having secret conversations in a place where there is no privacy at all is simply asking for trouble.
Although Torm wanted to ask "what is more important than the upcoming battle between good and evil", he was stopped by Ilmater.
The three of them followed the fully transformed succubus through the space tunnel.
After just a second or two, everything in front of me became clear.
All around, in the huge factory that seemed to be constructed by countless dimensional spaces, countless fully automatic assembly lines and New Phyrexian creations were working hard to produce all kinds of weapons, equipment and all kinds of incredible super life forms.
The terrifying number and horrifying production efficiency were so frightening that even the three gods couldn't help but reveal expressions of fear.
Because they had no idea what Zuo Si wanted to do by producing so many weapons, equipment and soldiers.
You have to know that the military forces stored in those planet-sized super fortresses alone are enough to crush both the good and evil sides who are preparing for a decisive battle.
Especially the tubes with more exaggerated caliber than the super cannon called "Hell's Roar" in Asmodeus' hand, which are frightening just by looking at them.
After all, in the previous war, there was a somewhat arrogant good god who tried to withstand the bombardment, and as a result, his entire incarnation was instantly blown to pieces.
From then on, the gods understood one thing, that is, this cannon really has the power to severely damage or even kill gods.
However, due to the long charging time, with the perception and movement speed of the gods, unless they are entangled by another god and cannot move, it is impossible for them to be hit.
But even so, the "Hell's Roar" is still an absolute weapon of destruction. No fortress or defense line can withstand its destruction and devastation.
But now, the enhanced version has been mass-produced here.
The god of justice Tyr really wanted to ask Zuo Si, who was he trying to target by producing so many destructive weapons?
Anyway, he didn't think it was used against himself or the coalition forces of the good camp.
Because that's like using a nuclear bomb to kill a mosquito, there's no need for that.
This is just like the reason why a certain Eastern country on Earth suddenly started to conduct live-fire exercises with an army of 200,000 or 300,000, and the surrounding small countries were not panicked at all.
After all, these small countries are very clear about their own strengths and weaknesses. If they really want to fight me, there would be no need to make such a big fuss.
"Isn't this Baator Hell?"
Ilmater, who was always observer, immediately noticed something was wrong.
"Yes, this is another plane called Mirrodin, and it is also the origin and birthplace of New Phyrexia. But now I prefer to call it the Divine Realm."
Accompanied by a familiar voice, Glamir walked gracefully through a dimensional gate and appeared in front of the three gods.
Following behind her were the Succubus Queen Mecanthust, the Khorne Angel Zariel, the Infernal Dragon Ob Nixilis, the Faceless One Erinikas and other subordinate level lords and unique forms of great demons, all of whom were direct descendants trained by Zuo Si.
Although many of these people are not as famous as the generals and dukes under the lords of other levels of hell, gods like Tyr and Ilmater know very well that they have probably been sent to other time and space and universes to perform many missions.
Perhaps they were the ones who planned the corruption and even destruction of some worlds.
Especially Zariel, who was constantly being sharpened as a sword, made even Tyr, a powerful god, feel uneasy.
From this fallen great devil, he felt the breath of destruction condensed from war, killing, destruction and death.
What's even more terrible is that all of those at the highest level of the ninth level of Baator Hell present possess divine power and godhood without exception.
"When did you become gods?"
Thom's face was filled with shock and disbelief.
"Of course it is a generous gift from the great master.
As long as he wants, he can turn any of his subordinates or mortals into gods at any time.
Have you discovered anything else? All creatures with a little status here have divinity and godhood.
Because Mirrodin has completed the dimensional upgrade.
It is completely above time, and exists in a super-dimensional space that cannot be easily reached by any mortal.
So here you don't have to worry about being eavesdropped or information leaking."
When saying this, Gramir's tone revealed a strong sense of pride and honor.
After all, in the universe where the planet Toril is located, this is a power that only a very small number of gods above gods possess.
Obviously, she was blatantly showing her strength to the coalition of goodness, including the Three Saints Alliance, so that the other party could understand in the most intuitive way the consequences of the Ninth Level's involvement in this war.
After all, the outside world's understanding and cognition of Zuo Si is seriously lagging behind.
They realized this a long time ago.
Almost every time Zuo Si came into conflict with his enemies, he would pull out something new that had never been seen before.
The reason is very simple! Whether it is the gods or the gods-like powers, it is basically impossible to know what kind of power this planeswalker with a spark will gain in other time and space and universes.
However, the God of Justice never expected that the other party would have expanded to this extent after just a short while.
Ilmater, the god of suffering, frowned, as if he realized that the price he might have to pay in this negotiation would be far beyond what he had expected.
Tom clenched his fists subconsciously, his eyes full of vigilance.
Only the God of Justice Tyr remained calm. He raised his head and asked directly: "Can you make the final decision on behalf of Soth?"
Gramir nodded without hesitation: "Of course! The great master has given me the authority to make the final choice on his behalf in this battle between good and evil."
"Very good! So what are your conditions? Or what do you want to gain from this war?"
Tyr continued to probe calmly.
As a god who had long ago abandoned fantasy in favor of reality, he knew very well that the coalition forces of the good camp no longer had much room for bargaining.
The most important thing at the moment is to ensure that the balance between good and evil is not really broken.
"Our request is simple, that is, the direction and outcome of this war must be performed according to the script set by the master.
First, Zafkiel, the embodiment of the will of the Seventh Heaven Mountain Plane, must die.
And he must die at the hands of Asmodeus.
Even the time of the war and the time of his death must strictly follow the script, without the slightest mistake.
Secondly, the Seventh Heaven Mountain must first be completely conquered and then recovered, creating a situation where evil overwhelms good, but good fights back to restore the balance.
The last and most important point.
This war will have no winners, but will continue forever in the future like a bloody war.”
Gramil unceremoniously threw out all the conditions at once.
Especially when she said that Zafkiel must die and the Seventh Heaven Mountain must first fall and then be recovered, the faces of the three good gods present changed drastically.
You should know that among the sixteen known main outer planes, only seven planes tend to be kind, including Utopia, Mount Paradise, Twin Heaven, Elysium, Beast Wild, Unfettered Wild, and Joseph's Garden.
Among them, only the Seventh Heaven Mountain represents lawful good.
The closest to it are Utopia, which is lawful neutral but tends toward good, and the Twin Heavens, which is neutral good with a slight tendency toward lawfulness.
Once the dimensional will of the Seventh Heaven Mountain is materialized - Zhafkiel falls, the entire Heaven Mountain will be occupied by Asmodeus, the ruler of Baator Hell, which will undoubtedly have a huge impact on the balance of good and evil in the entire universe.
It may even become a landmark event in which evil triumphs over good, triggering a violent chain reaction.
Even if it is recovered in the future, it will inevitably be seriously damaged, and may even be in a weak position for a long time.
The three gods simply did not understand what purpose the other party was trying to achieve by going to such great lengths.
After a long silence, Thom was the first to break the silence and asked, "What's the reason? What is your reason and motivation for doing this? Could it be that Thors wants to take action against Asmodeus and replace him as the Lord of Hell?"
"No!
The master has no interest in becoming the ruler of Baator.
He had no interest in joining Asmodeus's never-ending battle between good and evil, order and chaos.
In fact, the current ninth level has actually broken away from the rule of the Lord of Hell and is in a state of complete independence both politically and in other aspects.
As long as the owner is willing, this layer can be peeled off at any time.
But he is a nostalgic person and will give generous returns to all those who have helped him.
Therefore, he will not betray Asmodeus, nor will he separate and form a new outer plane that tends to be evil.
That would upset the current delicate balance of good and evil in the universe.
As for why Zaffkiel must die and why the Seventh Heaven Mountain must be occupied by Asmodeus, it was all to allow the master's power to reach an unprecedented peak at a certain moment.
He needs this power to defeat a powerful enemy and complete the ultimate goal he set long ago."
"Deriving strength from the huge feedback of evil defeating good? Who is the enemy that Soth will face? What is the ultimate goal he wants to achieve?"
The god of justice, Tyr, points directly to the core and most critical part of the whole issue.
"Sorry, this is a secret. I can't give you the answer. But I can tell you that this enemy is the most powerful planeswalker just like my master, and the war between them will not affect this universe."
Gramil revealed a little information to reassure the other party.
Obviously, she wanted to use the ups and downs of this battle between good and evil to help Zuo Si continue to strengthen his evil heart.
You should know that the universe where the planet Toril is located has the most powerful faction power in all known time and space, without a doubt.
Even the main theme is the constant conflict, balance, conflict, and balance between camps, over and over again.
This means that when the evil in the universe overwhelms goodness at a certain point in time, Zuo Si can absorb the most terrifying power bonus through the Heart of Evil, and then become a trump card that can be used at the critical moment in the Spark War.
"The war between planeswalkers..."
An expression of understanding suddenly emerged on Ilmater's compassionate face, and he obviously understood the purpose of the huge war machines around him that were working at full capacity.
In contrast, Tyr was obviously not interested in this war that had nothing to do with him, and raised the last core question very directly.
"How can you guarantee that everything will be performed exactly as written in the script? How can you guarantee that Asmodeus will not take advantage of the opportunity to completely occupy the Seventh Heaven Mountain and permanently change the balance between good and evil?"
"I think this contract should dispel your doubts."
As she spoke, the Succubus Queen Mecanthus handed over a stone tablet with a large number of ancient marks and symbols printed on it.
moment!
The attention of the three gods present was immediately drawn.
Because they have all recognized that each of the marks above represents an elemental prince from the inner planes, and even includes the gods of the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind.
These special symbols formed by elements actually describe a contract signed between the Ninth Plane and all elemental planes representing absolute neutrality.
It clearly states that if the war between good and evil gets completely out of balance, the elements will choose to join the war and punish the party that crosses the line.
In other words, no matter who tries to overwhelm the other and win the final victory, the most powerful elemental force in the universe will intervene.
In exchange for this contract, the Ninth Plane will not join the battle immediately after the fall of the Seventh Heaven Mountain, but will observe whether the subsequent situation will be as played out in the script, and then push back with reinforcements from the good camp to restore the balance.
"So you have already made all the preparations?"
Tyr turned his head slightly and stared at Gramir with his blind eyes covered with white cloth.
You have to know that he had never taken this devil, who was just the lord's exclusive secretary, seriously before. He always thought that this should be a small role like a jester, a lover, or a plaything.
Just as the rumors outside have said, it is not worth paying too much attention.
But now, he finally realized that this female devil hidden under the beautiful and sexy appearance may have completely surpassed her mother Philna and father Bilaier, and is a truly terrible and dangerous character.
Otherwise, the Succubus Queen Mecanthut and the Khorne Angel Zariel would never have given their full support like they do now.
Gramiel smiled and nodded: “Yes.
I believe you can see that this is not actually a negotiation, and there is no room for choice.
If you do not accept this, then the Ninth Plane will personally step in to ensure that everything goes according to the script.
Your losses will then only be greater.
So in order for this matter to have a decent ending, please agree not to end up with a quarrel that would embarrass everyone.”
"We will not betray our allies!"
Torm, the god of loyalty and courage, shouted.
"I didn't ask you to betray me.
What's more, you don't seem to have established any formal alliance with the Seven Fierce Orders of the Celestial Realm led by Zafkiel.
Moreover, your country is still under siege by the evil army and you can only unite to defend it.
So it makes sense that he would miss the upcoming war on other levels, doesn't it?"
Gramir gave a nearly perfect reason, or should I say an excuse, with a half-smile.
Simply put, it means standing idly by and not participating in the impending decisive battle.
Because anyone who knows something about Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, knows that the reason he dared to start this war is that he must be sure that he can kill Zaffkiel.
As long as an opportunity can be created for the two to face off head-on, the former will definitely have a much greater chance of winning than the latter.
"But this does not conform to the concept of justice!"
Tyr was obviously very resistant to this little trick.
Gramiel scoffed and retorted, “No, you are wrong.
This is precisely the choice that best conforms to the concept of justice.
Because only in this way can the good camp represented by the Seventh Heaven Mountain minimize its losses and avoid more casualties.
Is there anything more just than avoiding unnecessary sacrifice and saving lives?
In addition to this, Zafkiel is the embodiment of the will of the Seventh Heaven Mountain Plane.
Even if he was killed, as long as Mount Paradise was eventually recovered, the will of the plane would naturally resurrect him, or choose someone else to replace him.
So he is not as important as you think.
It’s just like when the Singularity Lord, the Plane Will of the Mechanical Realm, was killed, a new one was immediately elected.”
"I'm sorry, I can't make a decision right away. I need to go back and discuss it with the other gods."
Tyr was obviously persuaded.
Although this behavior is not quite in line with his character and philosophy, considering the heavy price to be paid even if he refuses and the fact that the final result will not change at all, compromise is undoubtedly the best solution.
"Yes. But please give me a definite answer as soon as possible, otherwise the war machines and legions you see now may appear on the battlefield of the Seventh Heaven Mountain."
After saying this with a hint of threat and intimidation, Gramir bowed with a smile on his face, then activated the authority he had obtained from Zuo Si and sent the incarnations of the three gods back the same way they came.
In the blink of an eye, Tyr, Ilmater and Torm were back in the dark alley of the Gate of Desire.
Looking at the surrounding scenery and the woman not far away who was still immersed in the illusion and kept giggling, Thom immediately said: "Time has hardly changed since we left. The other party did not lie. The place we just entered is indeed a super dimension above time."
"Let's go. This is not the place to talk. We can talk about everything after we get back."
Ilmater raised his hand to stop the young god of loyalty and courage from revealing more secrets.
He had already realized that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the darkness.
Obviously, the sudden disappearance and sudden reappearance of the three people just now attracted the attention of many forces.
Tyr, the god of justice who extremely hated this place full of sin, sent down a golden holy light the moment he left, burning the evil people hiding in the dark and causing them to wail in pain.
Some unlucky people even had their eyes completely burned blind.
Fortunately, this kind of injury is not too difficult to recover from for creatures that generally possess regeneration, arcane and divine abilities.
Tyr did this only to give them a small punishment.
Soon, news of the arrival of a great man or even a god from the upper plane began to spread throughout the Gate of Desire.
Because only gods or servants who represent the will of gods can summon such powerful positive energy in this demiplane that tends to be evil.
But the exact identity is less certain.
…
Meanwhile, far away on the plane of Mirrodin.
After sending off the three incarnations of the gods, Glamir turned around and asked the Succubus Queen: "How likely do you think it is that those kind gods will choose to accept the conditions?"
"Of course, one hundred percent. Like I told you before, in the face of absolute strength, they have no other choice."
Mecanthust answered without hesitation.
Zariel, a typical “war maniac”, also responded with a grin: “It would be better if they don’t accept it!
I would be very happy to lead the Legion in an unprecedented war, allowing the entire universe to witness the true power of the Ninth Plane.
And through this war between evil and true good, my father will inevitably gain more powerful strength.
He could even join forces with Asmodeus and take the opportunity to push the battle line to other planes of virtue such as the Twin Heavens, breaking through the kingdoms of those good gods one by one and killing them.
Anyway, we already have enough God Slayers in our hands to bear the cost of killing gods."
"Calm down. Father doesn't want us to take the initiative to cause trouble at this critical moment. You should save your energy to prepare for the final battle."
The Succubus Queen glared at the Khorne Angel beside her with annoyance.
"I think we can put some pressure on those good gods. For example, we can provide more powerful weapons and equipment to the devil army under Asmodeus."
The infernal dragon Ob Nixilis pursed his lips and made a rather unethical suggestion.
"Oh? You don't mean those newly built Doomsday Golems and Super Dragon Engines?"
Glamir realized something in an instant and turned his attention to the two ultimate weapons created for the War of the Spark, which combined all the current technology and magical power of New Phyrexia.
The former is a super golem based on the body of a Titan in the universe where the planet Azeroth is located, combined with other technologies.
Although the height is only less than two kilometers, each one has enough destructive power to destroy a planet.
Moreover, its resistance is ridiculously high, and ordinary magic and physical attacks have little chance of causing effective damage to it.
Unless it is a god or some kind of divine power that takes action, everything will be given away in vain no matter how much you give.
As for the Super Dragon Engine, it is an upgrade of the original New Phyrexian creation.
Creating each one requires at least one hundred adult dragons and a large amount of magic metals, gems, and sparkling oil as raw materials.
When endowed with divine power, he can even directly resist the incarnations of dragon gods such as Tiamat and Bahamut for a period of time.
Glamir could fully imagine how scared the gods of the good camp would be when these two ultimate weapons appeared in Asmodeus's devil army.
After all, the "Hellscream" alone had already made them unable to sleep or eat. They sent people to try to sabotage it several times, but they all failed in the end.
Ob Nixilis raised two fingers and sneered, "Two! If we give Asmodeus two of each, I think the good gods will be able to sense our determination."
"Okay! I'll do as you say."
The succubus queen, Mecanthus, made the decision on the spot.
"Don't worry, I will personally handle this matter beautifully."
After saying this, Ob Nixilis suddenly spread his wings and released a red flame that shot up into the sky, then flapped his wings and flew towards the foundry that produced the two ultimate weapons.
He couldn't wait to test the power of these weapons on the battlefield and then send the data to Jinjitasha and Vashtor to see if there was any room for further optimization.
It can be said that with the acquisition of the Soul Gem, both the ninth level of Baator and the entire New Phyrexia are ready for the arrival of the War of the Spark.
Many things that are still in the experimental stage and are not stable are gradually being weaponized.
Everyone knows that this war will determine their own fate.
They can only succeed and not fail.
Zuo Si himself, with the Soul Gem, was now in the Meditation Realm interrogating the Spirit Dragon Wu Jin, trying to uncover the last bit of secrets about the Elder Dragon...
(End of this chapter)
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