“Aa ...
No! You can't squeeze any more secrets out of my soul!
I will never surrender! I will fight with all my might! All your ambitions and plans will be shattered in the War of the Spark! Nicol Bolas will tear you apart!"
Along with the spirit dragon Wu Jin's roar full of pain and despair, the originally calm Meditation Lake has now completely boiled, and huge waves will be set off from time to time.
The lake, made entirely of spirit and soul, seemed to be sentient and felt his current situation.
Undoubtedly, this reveals to some extent the inseparable connection between the Elder Dragon's soul and the meditation realm.
Especially when Wu Jin's soul could no longer be controlled and hidden under the constant torture, these unknown secrets were finally completely exposed.
Zuo Si was holding the Soul Gem at the moment, with a creepy smile on his face, and he teased in a playful tone: "Dear Wu Jin, being stubborn is the most meaningless thing in the world.
Because in the past few dozen hours, you have revealed to me too much information about the Elder Dragons and the Meditation Realm.
Although most of them are disorganized and filled with chaos, they are good enough for me.
Haven't you discovered yet? I am gradually replacing you as the master of the meditation realm.
In other words, part of my soul's qualities are transforming in the direction of the Elder Dragon.
It won't be long before you and I become truly one.
No, to be exact, it should be surpassing you and becoming the existence closest to the Primordial Dragon."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si suddenly raised his hand and made a downward motion.
moment!
The originally boiling Meditation Lake completely calmed down and returned to its previous calm state like a mirror.
Even though Wu Jin's soul was still screaming in pain and despair, it didn't have the slightest effect.
Needless to say, this meant that Zuo Si's authority in the Meditation Realm had surpassed that of both him and Nicol Bolas, making him the supreme ruler of this most special time and space.
At this moment, he could not only clearly feel all the thoughts in Wu Jin's mind who was close to him, but he could also vaguely sense what Nicol Bolas who was far away in the sky was thinking and doing.
No wonder the final War of the Spark ended with the latter's defeat.
In this state of complete one-way transparency of information and plans, as long as the gap in strength between the two sides is not so great that it cannot be made up, the situation can be reversed through a series of targeted strategies and arrangements.
What's more, in the original War of the Spark, Nicol Bolas always believed that he had killed his brother, and there was no way Ugin would jump out to interfere with the entire plan.
Coupled with his extremely arrogant character, it is not surprising that he failed.
Even the unrivaled power of this most powerful elder dragon planeswalker was of no avail.
"You are dreaming! As long as there is an elder dragon alive, you will never be able to become the true master of the Meditation Realm.
This space belongs to us!
You are nothing but a vile thief and usurper! It won't be long before you pay the price for your ambition and blasphemy!"
Wu Jin's crazy screams tried to ease the great pain of his soul being constantly twisted and squeezed.
It was not difficult to tell from his hysterical state that he had never expected that the other party could take out such a treasure that could directly act on the soul.
Especially since Zuo Si himself is a member of the great devils, he had already acquired countless knowledge and mysteries about the soul with the blessing of the will of the Baator Hell plane.
Therefore, the power of the Soul Stone in his hands is simply incomparable to that of Thanos, who doesn't even know the true nature of the soul.
At this moment, he can even create souls out of thin air, instead of just squeezing existing souls into energy and then transforming them into new souls.
"Thief? Usurper? Haha, it turns out that deep down in your heart you are just like Nicol Bolas, and you don't take any other races besides the Elder Dragons seriously, right? In your eyes, you are naturally superior to others, representing a certain will from the endless black void.
The rest of the races and even the gods are merely inferior creations born by chance out of chaos and disorder.
They have no meaning of existence, and their birth or destruction is merely an internal cycle of the multiverse.
They came from the dark void, and naturally they will return to the dark void.
Perhaps the only difference is how long it lasts.
But Elder Dragons, especially Elder Dragon planeswalkers like you and Nicol Bolas, are immortal.
Even if thousands of time and space and universes disappear, the meditation state will always be your final destination.
Because this is the last remnant of the Primordial Dragon, which was the embodiment of a certain will in the dark void, after it completely disappeared.
It turns out this is the secret you have always wanted to hide!
The Meditation Realm is the Dragon of the Beginning! This is the starting point of all time in the entire multiverse, and it will also be the end point of all time. "
Zuo Si chuckled and revealed the biggest secret about the Elder Dragon and the meditation realm under his feet. He also exposed the true face of the spiritual dragon Wu Jin under the disguise of a wise man.
He now finally understood why the other party was so obsessed with the Eldrazi Titan.
Even when the new generation of planeswalkers successfully killed two Eldrazi titans, they were still furious.
It turns out that in Wu Jin's eyes, the destruction of a few time and space and the extinction of billions of lives are not as important as the Eldrazi Titans who are the scavengers of the multiverse.
After all, the former are nothing but insignificant ants and dust, and sooner or later they will return to the dark void.
The Eldrazi simply shortened and advanced this process.
Moreover, when these energies return to the dark void, they can also maintain the balance of the entire multiverse, preventing the original energy and matter in the dark void from being consumed too much in the continuous generation of new time and space and new universes, causing the entire system to collapse.
Facts have proved that no matter how cruel and terrible something is on a moral level, as long as it is raised to a certain level, or if the perspective is taken from a broader perspective, it will make people feel insignificant and insignificant.
It seems that the life and death of an individual, the destruction of a country, and the demise of a civilization are just a drop of water in the long river of time, with neither value nor meaning.
All struggles, efforts, attempts and changes are in vain and cannot reverse the final outcome that has already been determined.
This is the origin of the philosophy of nihilism.
As elder dragon planeswalkers, both Ugin and Nicol Bolas have this common problem.
Because to the extraordinary beings with eternal life, the lifespan of mortals of just a few decades or even hundreds of years is like how humans look at ants that can only live for a few months.
So do humans think there is any meaning to the short and constantly busy lives of ants?
The answer is obviously no.
Therefore, immortal and extraordinary beings will not feel that human life has any meaning either.
Only when they die and leave behind souls that also possess immortal qualities will it become meaningful and valuable.
If Zuo Si had not slowly climbed up from an insignificant mortal, he might have inevitably been infected with similar problems.
But fortunately, the memories of my mortal life have long been completely integrated into the part that shapes my personality and way of cognition.
Therefore, he can keenly perceive this arrogance and try his best to avoid it affecting his cognition and judgment.
"snort!
Even if you knew, what would happen? We are the direct bloodline of the Primordial Dragon! We are the only bridge connecting the multiverse and the dark void! A lowly creature like you still wants to usurp the legacy left by the Primordial Dragon to the Elder Dragon? It's just wishful thinking! The will that remains in the meditation realm will never recognize you!
It will only remind you that you are a shameful thief and robber!"
Wu Jin opened his mouth and let out a hysterical and ferocious roar.
能看得出，他的理智在长时间的折磨与压榨下已经濒临极限随时有可能崩溃。
但长老龙灵魂的特性却使其永远也无法真的崩溃。
所以在无法用语言形容的痛苦与绝望下，他的性格与思维正在极端情绪下不断变得扭曲、病态，充斥着强烈的愤怒跟仇恨。
而这恰恰就是左思最想要得到的结果。
他要把乌金的灵魂染上象征邪恶的深红色。
如此一来，才能释放邪恶之心的力量将其彻底吞噬、转化。
“呵呵，篡夺太初之龙留给你们的遗产？ 你未免也太小瞧我的野心了。
既然知晓了这些秘密，我想要的可就不仅仅只是掌控冥想境那么简单。
我要借助上古旅法师火花的力量，以及你和尼可·波拉斯的火花与灵魂，彻底将自己与冥想境融为一体，然后化身成为太初之龙那样的存在。
届时我将会超越一切成为万物的起始与终点。”
在说这番话的时候，左思眼睛里闪烁着骇人的光芒，显然是因为发现了长老龙真正的秘密而感到无比兴奋。
现在他终于明白为什么冥想境对长老龙来说如此的重要。
以至于乌金和尼可·波拉斯都在竭尽所能争夺对它的控制权。
其中后者放弃了肉体以冥想之湖的湖水重塑了自己，另外一个则将杀死对方后获得的灵魂宝石作为战利品放在自己的双角中间。
至于其他几条幸存的长老龙，大概率是知道自己打不过这对旅法师兄弟，所以主动放弃了争夺选择躺平。
“什么？与冥想境融为一体化身成太初之龙！”
乌金显然被这番发言的逆天程度震惊到无以复加。
要知道这可是连野心勃勃的尼可·波拉斯都不敢想的事情。
可左思却十分平淡的反问道：“为什么不呢？ 冥想境拥有太初之龙当初遗留下来的全部信息。
甚至所有长老龙死后的灵魂也都会回归到这里。
当那些战败的太初亚龙死亡后，这里实际上已经聚集了百分之九十九残缺不全的破碎长老龙灵魂。
虽然他们并不像完整的长老龙灵魂那样具备永恒不朽的特性，甚至连自我意识都在时间的冲刷下所剩无几，但却跟整个冥想境融为一体。
那巨大的冥想湖就是最好的证明。
只可惜，无论是你还是尼可·波拉斯都没有真正意识到这意味着什么。
或者说在你们认知中，这不过是理所当然会发生的情况，根本不值得去深入思考。
但我不同，我并不是长老龙的一员，所以很容易就会根据手头所掌握的信息进行一些合理的推断。
既然长老龙是太初之龙创造的，而冥想境又是太初之龙在产下长老龙后消失时的残留物，那是否意味着可以通过逆转这个过程来复活乃至夺取太初之龙的力量呢？ 尤其是你与尼可·波拉斯这两个唯二的长老龙旅法师，显然承载了最多、同时也是最宝贵的部分。
我有理由相信，当打赢火花之战恢复上古旅法师的力量，然后在把你们的灵魂融入进冥想之湖，我就能在很大程度上还原太初之龙的力量。
起码是其中的一部分。
在结合我本人的意志和力量，化身成为太初之龙并非不可能。
当然，在此之前，我需要先把自己的灵魂融入进冥想境，成为和你一样的长老龙。”
话音未落！
左思攥紧手中的灵魂宝石，直接使自身灵魂脱离身体一头扎进冥想湖的最深处。
他需要汲取更多那些太初亚龙破碎的灵魂来帮助自己完成蜕变。
“滚开！你这卑劣肮脏的低等生物！从这神圣的精神与灵魂之湖中滚出去！就算你成功了我也绝不承认你是我们的同类！”
乌金拼命想要重新夺取控制权把左思从湖水中驱逐出去。
但遗憾的是后者的灵魂虽然已经脱离躯体，但那枚握在手心里的灵魂宝石却依旧发挥着作用。
不管他怎样挣扎、如何想要重新夺回控制权，但结果都无济于事。
透过湖底折射出来的蔚蓝色倒影，乌金可以清楚的看到左思的灵魂在不断的汲取中由量变过度到质变。
用不了多久，对方就会借助那些残破太初亚龙的灵魂彻底蜕变成为长老龙中的一员。
尽管在情感上，乌金并不想承认这种通过知识、魔法和其他一些手段后天改造的结果。
可站在理性的角度他却明白一旦左思完成了蜕变，那自己就永远也不可能夺回冥想境的控制权。
毕竟左思在灵魂方面的造诣要远远高于他跟尼可·波拉斯。
“你知道自己现如今的表情有多么的恐惧跟绝望吗？看来伟大的新非瑞克西亚之父已经抓到了你最敏感的弱点，对么？”
金吉塔厦那充满戏谑的声音突然从远处传来。
这位蓝色派系的魔判官显然刚刚完成了一项期待已久的重要实验，所以看上去心情简直好得不得了。
尤其是被他用某种不知名力量保存在一个超次元空间中的鳞片，散发着让所有巨龙都不由自主感到恐惧和颤栗的气息。
太初之龙的鳞片？！
尽管没有任何一条长老龙真正见过自己的造物主，但乌金还是瞬间猜到了真相。
因为除了太初之龙，整个多元宇宙中不可能存在能令长老龙产生如同见到天敌般感觉的生命体，哪怕是来自黑暗虚空深处的奥札奇泰坦也不例外。
想明白这一点之后，乌金立马抬起头用略带颤抖的声音惊呼：“你……你从哪得到的？我早就已经找遍了整个冥想境，根本没有发现任何太初之龙留下的遗骸！”
“哈哈哈哈！ 没错！
没错！
就是这个表情！
知道我最喜欢看什么吗？
就是像你这种思维被禁锢且傲慢自大的蠢货！ 难道伟大新非瑞克西亚之父说的话还不够明白么？ 整个冥想境就相当于是太初之龙。
它只不过是换了个存在形态而已。
只要找到方法了规律，自然就能将其转化回最初的样子。
而我刚好发现了一些有趣的规律。”
金吉塔厦高举着手中的那枚鳞片发出刺耳的狂笑。
对于像他这样的科研颠佬来说，没有什么比揭开无人知晓的上古秘密更愉悦、更开心的事情了。
甚至在他的脑海中已经开始考虑要怎样把整个冥想境转化成为太初之龙那庞大的身躯，以及这样的生物一旦被复活将会有多么的具有视觉和精神冲击力。
毕竟太初之龙可是号称随着整个多元宇宙第一缕时间而诞生，当它再一次出现的时候将会意味着时间的终结。
金吉塔厦不由自主的畅想，如果伟大的新非瑞克西亚之父成为了太初之龙，那是否意味着整个多元宇宙与黑暗虚空之间的秘密也会向自己敞开怀抱呢？
“不可能！绝对不可能！至至高无上的太初之龙怎么是可能是你们这些低贱生物能够触及的！”
乌金的灵魂如同霓虹灯般剧烈的闪烁，明显被这枚鳞片搞得破防了。
要知道在长老龙的概念中，太初之龙就相当于他们的造物主、神和父母，具有某种不可侵犯的权威性与神圣性。
从来没有任何一条长老龙妄想过成为乃至取代太初之龙。
这就好像在一神教的社会中，即便是再狂妄的人也不会想要成为、取代那个唯一的真神。
最多冒充一下先知、圣子之类的东西，然后根据自己的需要对原本的教义进行修改，使其更有利于维护现如今统治阶级的利益。
可现在，有人却颠覆了这种至高无上的神圣性，用不容置疑的证据证明了神也是可以被创造取代的。
注视着乌金那张因为发狂而变得狰狞的脸，金吉塔厦十分轻蔑的嘲弄道：“看，这就是我什么讨厌跟你们这些天生永恒者交谈的原因。
你们根本不具备理性思维的基础，更没有打破认知极限去探索未知领域的勇气。
在你们的眼中，这个宇宙乃至黑暗虚空从诞生之处就已经注定了，根本不可能会产生一丝一毫的变化。
你们都是典型的宿命论者，不相信可以通过研究、学习和努力突破自身的上限。
因为你们既没有那样迫切的需求，也缺乏这样做的动力。
所以你现在才是阶下囚。
而伟大的新非瑞克西亚之父则会沿着自己的道路不断前进，直至彻底超越你们。”
Just as Wu Jin opened his mouth to refute, a hole was suddenly torn in the meditation space, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"You handed the Eternal Sun to the old dragon? What was his reaction?"
Jinji Tasha immediately asked in an uncertain tone.
Shane VII shook his head slightly: “No, not really.
Nicol Bolas's reaction was calmer than I had expected.
Just gave me some relatively generous rewards, and some very ancient and powerful spells.
You better be careful, I suspect he has made many unknown preparations and hidden cards in recent years."
"Don't worry, we are certainly more prepared than Nicol Bolas ever was. Now is the time to begin the War of the Spark!"
After saying this, Jinjitaxia cast his gaze towards the deepest part of the Meditation Lake, watching his master who was completing the final step of his transformation.
In his opinion, in the early stage of the game of mutual testing and bargaining, there was no need for the great father of New Phyrexia to take action himself. It would be enough to find a magic judge to deal with it.
"Do you need me to notify Niv-Mizzet on Ravnica?"
Sean VII asked casually.
Jingitashia smiled and replied, "I don't think so. Sancho has been notified more than ten hours ago, and Lithomancer Nahiri has also said that the Guildpact is ready. Now it all depends on how Nicol Bolas will take the initiative to launch the attack."
Shane VII nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I understand. With the start of this war, I'm afraid I can't pass on any news in the future, otherwise the old dragon will definitely notice it."
"It's okay. If necessary, the master will contact you through special channels."
Jinji Tasha spread his hands indifferently to show his understanding.
He was well aware of the huge potential risks that the Undead Emperor now faced.
"In that case, I will go back first. When Soth crosses this final threshold, remember to say hello to him for me."
As he spoke, Shane VII activated his own planeswalker spark and disappeared on the spot.
As soon as he left, the Dark Prince Graya appeared out of nowhere and threw a dagger emitting darkness and nothingness to Jinjitasha.
"This is what you asked for last time. I have already made it with the Night Goddess Shar."
"Oh? So fast! I thought it would take at least a few weeks."
Jinji Tasha grabbed the dagger with fingers as sharp as a sickle, feeling the evil power contained in it.
"What is father doing?"
Graya obviously noticed that Zuo Si's soul had left his body and entered the deepest part of the Soul Lake, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"The great father of New Phyrexia is completing the final transformation of his soul. We have figured out all the secrets of the Meditation Realm, the Elder Dragons, and the Dragon of the Beginning. Next comes the Spark War that will determine fate."
Jinji Tasha did not hide anything and gave the answer frankly.
"It's about to begin? Doesn't that mean I have to hurry to Ravnica to prevent the Immortal Sun from activating and rendering all the planeswalkers' sparks inoperable?"
The Dark Prince suddenly became excited.
As the one who admired Zuo Si the most among all his descendants, he had long been eager to perform well in this war.
But Jinjitasha smiled and replied, "That's not necessary. The Immortal Sun only blocks space and renders the Planeswalker Spark ineffective, but it doesn't mean we can't bypass it through the Cave Tree."
"You mean... the Immortal Sun was just a deception? A decoy to trick Nicol Bolas into thinking he could block off all of space and plunder the sparks of the planeswalkers?"
Graya realized something instantly, and the corners of his mouth began to rise slightly involuntarily.
"Yes! In fact, we have already established at least six independent branches of the cave on the plane of Ravnica.
He also quietly strengthened the strength of the super-dimensional beacon to ensure that the War of Sparks would be foolproof.
If you're really interested, you might want to meet Liliana the Necromancer.
Tell her, by the way, that the promise of the great father of New Phyrexia still stands."
After saying this, Jinji Tasha bowed politely, then turned around and left without looking back.
Having successfully restored a scale of the primordial dragon, his mind is now filled with endless inspiration, and he is eager to conduct more and more interesting experiments.
"Necromancer Liliana? Could this woman also be my father's lover?"
Graya was obviously hearing this name for the first time, and a curious expression appeared on his face.
But fortunately, he didn't struggle for too long, and soon used the power of the planeswalker spark to teleport to the Ravnica plane.
In a flash!
The Dark Prince appeared in an abandoned building deep underground.
As no one had lived in the area for a long time, it was covered with a thick layer of dust, and there were spider webs in the corners and above heads.
But in the next second...
Several black shadows suddenly jumped out from a hidden corner, knelt on one knee and made a creepy hoarse sound.
"Great Lord of Darkness, your loyal servant awaits your call."
"Has anything major happened on Ravnica while I've been away?"
Graya quickly looked around and asked with interest.
The leading shadow among them quickly replied: “Nothing important has happened recently.
Ever since the Guildpact was purged and controlled by Nahiri and Niv-Mizzet, the spies planted by Nicol Bolas have been basically cleared out, and various defensive facilities have been continuously built.
Today, the Guildpact is almost a monolith.
Anyone who tries to create conflict and division at this time will be eliminated immediately.
If there is anything worth paying attention to, it must be the mysterious black market auction.
It is said that there is an unknown mysterious force that sends out invitations every few days for specific people to gather at a specific place and then auction some very rare and precious items.
Many of them are very powerful and dangerous creatures and magical equipment.
Although the Azorius Senate attempted to investigate and combat this illegal behavior, it was never able to catch the enemy because the circle was too small and completely closed."
"A black market auction in a small circle? It sounds interesting."
Graya touched his smooth chin and slowly walked out of the abandoned building and into the dark and damp corridor.
When he passed a lit area, a beautiful black veiled woman suddenly emerged from the shadows, opened her arms and hugged the Dark Prince's neck from behind, and whispered in his ear: "Be careful, I have a feeling that there must be some unknown conspiracy and trick behind this black market auction."
"Ah, I know that without you reminding me.
After all, if it suddenly pops up at such a sensitive time, anyone who is not a fool can sense that there is a problem.
And I suggest that you better restrain yourself a little and don't show up casually.
This is not Faerûn, nor is it the Plane of Shadows or my domain."
Graya responded while continuing to walk forward without looking back.
When she was about to walk out of the underground, the figure of this stunning woman suddenly became transparent under the sunlight, as if she could disappear at any time.
But when she enters an area where sunlight cannot reach, she will solidify again.
Obviously, this stunning beauty is none other than Shar, the goddess of the night.
However, at this moment she was not in the state of incarnation or saint. She only attached a trace of her consciousness and perception to the Dark Prince, and then connected to her own body through the Planeswalker Spark.
"Humph! What are you afraid of? It's not like your father hasn't summoned his allies in other time and space, or even in the universe."
Shar rolled her eyes nonchalantly like a willful little woman.
"Times are different now. You must understand that Father takes the War of the Spark more seriously than anything else. I can guarantee that if you mess up at this time, he will definitely destroy or even kill you without mercy."
When saying this, the Dark Prince Graya's tone was very serious, revealing a strong warning.
Shar immediately noticed this and asked with a frown, "Is the elder dragon planeswalker named Nicol Bolas really that powerful? Does he need Thors to go all out to deal with him?"
“Well, yes.
According to my father, the characteristic of this old dragon's spark is to draw unlimited power directly from the dark void and then release it all at once.
He once permanently destroyed an entire space and time with just one strike.
If you add in the energy of the Dark Void and the restraint of matter on the gods, all the gods of Faerun, including you, might be annihilated in an instant.
So promise me, don't play tricks at this time."
Graya stopped and turned to look into the captivating black eyes of the Goddess of the Night.
"Okay, I understand."
Although a little reluctant, Shar still gave a clear guarantee.
She didn't want to lose the close relationship she had worked so hard to establish with the Prince of Darkness.
Because she didn't dare to bet that Graya would stand on her side when she had an irreconcilable and fierce conflict with Zuo Si.
Just like that, the two of them quickly passed through the abandoned area without saying a word. Not long after, they saw scattered signs of human activities in the dark and narrow alleys.
By the way they dress and the insignia they wear, it's easy to tell that these guys are members of House Dimir in the Guildpact.
This is a guild filled with spies, secret agents, deceivers, cheaters and careerists.
They pursue power, buy and sell information, and secretly carry out unknown conspiracies.
It can be said that if any major disaster occurs in the entire Ravnica time and space, it is very likely that House Dimir is behind it.
Strictly speaking, this is a secret society somewhat similar to the Shadow Thieves Guild and the Entanglement Symbol in the continent of Faerun.
When the members of House Dimir noticed the Dark Prince, they all revealed greedy or evil smiles.
A few brave ones even surrounded them directly, obviously intending to rob this "fat sheep".
After all, if you use some magic to detect the weapons and equipment on Graya, you will find that they are all real artifacts.
"Hey! Kid! If you know what's best for you, hand over all the valuables on you, and we might be able to spare your life."
A masked man dressed as an assassin pulled out a dagger that was shining coldly and threatened viciously.
“Hahahahaha!”
The goddess of night couldn't hold back her laughter.
Because she really couldn't imagine where these mortals got the courage to rob a terrifying divine master and planeswalker who had the ability to kill gods.
"I advise you not to seek death!"
Graya was obviously a little embarrassed by Shar's laughter, and instantly released a terrifying murderous aura that seemed to be tangible.
Ding!
Accompanied by the crisp sound of a dagger falling to the ground, a guy was so scared that he collapsed on the ground and shook violently uncontrollably.
But the man in the lead didn’t know whether it was because he didn’t believe in evil or because he felt embarrassed, so he immediately shouted to his accomplices around him: “Don’t be afraid! Kill him together…”
Before he could finish his words, the Dark Prince raised his hand and pointed lightly.
moment!
The man's body dried up and died at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into a corpse without any vitality or moisture.
Seeing this, the others quickly realized that they had run into a tough guy and dropped their weapons and ran away.
But how could Graya, who had already decided to kill, let go of those who dared to offend him?
You have to know that he is an out-and-out evil camp, and things like slaughtering lives are more frequent than eating and drinking.
Just as the members of House Dimir ran a few steps, they felt a chill and darkness surrounding them, and then their vitality and body temperature quickly dissipated.
Eventually, everything that could be called alive in the alley disappeared, leaving only corpses that had dried up like mummies all over the ground.
And their souls were twisted into a mass of shadows without intelligence.
"Well done. You are becoming more and more adept at controlling the energy of the shadow plane." The goddess of night, Shar, praised generously.
"They are just some insignificant mortals, nothing serious. Come on, let's go visit our father's disciples and another woman who was close to him."
Graya quickly took out a magic map and tapped lightly on his location on it.
In less than half a second, his name appeared directly on the map.
It was obvious that this was his way of informing Sancho and Nahiri of his arrival.
In less than two or three minutes, Sancho appeared first and asked breathlessly, "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you last time not to disturb me if there's nothing important?"
"Sorry, things have changed. To be exact, the War of the Spark has begun."
The Dark Prince gave his reasons bluntly.
But Sancho held his forehead and complained: "Damn it! Of course I know that the Spark War has begun. That's why we have to keep as much distance as possible so that I can play a role at the critical moment."
"But I need your help." Graya said expressionlessly.
"What kind of help?"
Sancho asked at a very fast speed.
"I need all the information I can find on the necromancer Liliana. I imagine you've been on Ravnica so long that you must have detailed information about her, right?"
The Dark Prince made his request just as quickly.
"Here, this is what you wanted."
Sancho instantly copied a memory from his own brain and threw it to the other party, then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.
Without any hesitation, Graya stuffed this memory into his mind.
In less than a second, he figured out Liliana's background and experience, as well as the secret agreement she reached with Zuo Si many years ago.
"I see! Father had already started planning the Spark War at that time..."
The Dark Prince was undoubtedly extremely shocked by this.
You have to know that at that time Zuo Si was just an ordinary planeswalker, but he was already planning to challenge Nicol Bolas and reach the pinnacle of all planeswalkers to become the strongest.
Just as he was silently digesting this information and the effect that Liliana's betrayal at a critical moment could have, the Lithomancer suddenly appeared at the end of the alley.
As a breeze blew by, Nahirina's short silver hair suddenly fluttered, and her whole body exuded a kind of temperament that could not be described in words.
Especially the slightly upturned corners of his mouth and the aggression hidden in his seemingly casual steps made Correa feel a little uncomfortable.
Because she was the woman with the strongest personality among all the women he had ever met who had a close relationship with Zuo Si.
Even Talona, the goddess of natural cycles, who is a powerful deity, is inferior to her.
"Are you Lithomancer Nahiri?" the Dark Prince asked tentatively, narrowing his eyes.
Nahiri nodded with a playful look on her face. "Yes, it's me. If I'm not mistaken, you should be the eldest son that Soth once mentioned?"
"Well, yes, it's nice to meet you. Because according to my father's description, you are his predecessor, and you also have the same mentor."
While saying this, Graya took the initiative to put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly to show respect.
But the next second, he saw Nahiri rushing up in the form of a shadow...