“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.
It can be seen that his sanity has reached its limit and may collapse at any time after being tortured and oppressed for a long time.
But the nature of the Elder Dragon's soul means that it can never truly collapse.
Therefore, under the pain and despair that cannot be described in words, his character and thinking are becoming increasingly distorted and morbid under extreme emotions, filled with intense anger and hatred.
And this is exactly what Zuo Si wanted most.
He wanted to dye Wu Jin's soul the crimson color that symbolized evil.
Only in this way can the power of the evil heart be released to completely devour and transform it.
"Haha, usurping the legacy left to you by the Dragon of the Beginning? You really underestimate my ambition.
Now that I know these secrets, what I want is not just to control the meditation state.
With the power of the ancient planeswalker's spark, as well as your spark and soul and Nicol Bolas's, I will completely merge myself with the meditation realm and transform myself into a being like the primordial dragon.
Then I will transcend everything and become the beginning and end of all things."
As he said this, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a terrifying light, and he was obviously extremely excited about discovering the Elder Dragon's true secret.
Now he finally understood why the meditation state was so important to the Elder Dragon.
So much so that both Ugin and Nicol Bolas fought tooth and nail for control of it.
The latter gave up his body and reshaped himself with the water of the Meditation Lake, while the other placed the Soul Gem obtained after killing the other as a trophy between his horns.
As for the other surviving elder dragons, they probably knew that they could not defeat the pair of planeswalker brothers, so they voluntarily gave up the fight and chose to lie down.
"What? Merge with the Meditation Realm to become the Primordial Dragon!"
Wugin was visibly shocked by the sheer magnitude of this statement.
You know, this is something that even the ambitious Nicol Bolas dare not think about.
But Zuo Si asked calmly, "Why not? The Meditation Realm possesses all the information left behind by the Primordial Dragon.
Even the souls of all the elder dragons will return here after their death.
After the death of those defeated primordial dragons, ninety-nine percent of the incomplete and broken elder dragon souls had actually gathered here.
Although they do not possess the eternal and immortal characteristics like the complete elder dragon souls, and even their self-awareness has been eroded by time, they are integrated into the entire meditation realm.
The huge meditation lake is the best proof of this.
Unfortunately, neither you nor Nicol Bolas truly realized what this meant.
Or in your perception, this is just something that happens as a matter of course and is not worth thinking about in depth.
But I am different. I am not a member of the Elder Dragons, so it is easy for me to make some reasonable inferences based on the information I have.
Since the elder dragons were created by the primordial dragons, and the meditation realm is the remnant of the primordial dragons when they disappeared after giving birth to the elder dragons, does that mean that the power of the primordial dragons can be resurrected or even seized by reversing this process? Especially you and Nicol Bolas, the only two elder dragon planeswalkers, obviously carry the most and most precious parts.
I have reason to believe that once the War of the Spark is won and the power of the Ancient Planeswalkers is restored, and then by merging your souls into the Lake of Meditation, I will be able to restore the power of the Primordial Dragon to a large extent.
At least part of it.
By combining my own will and strength, it is not impossible for me to transform into the Primordial Dragon.
Of course, before that, I need to integrate my soul into the meditation state and become an elder dragon like you."
Before he finished speaking!
Zuo Si clenched the soul gem in his hand, and directly caused his soul to leave his body and dive into the deepest part of the Meditation Lake.
He needed to absorb more of the broken souls of the primordial dragons to help him complete his transformation.
"Get out of here! You despicable and filthy low-level creature! Get out of this sacred lake of spirit and soul! Even if you succeed, I will never acknowledge you as one of our kind!"
Wu Jin desperately tried to regain control and drive Zuo Si out of the lake.
But unfortunately, although the latter's soul has left the body, the soul gem held in his hand still plays a role.
No matter how he struggled and tried to regain control, it was of no avail.
Through the azure reflections from the bottom of the lake, Wu Jin could clearly see that Zuo Si's soul was undergoing a transition from quantitative change to qualitative change through constant absorption.
It won't be long before the other party, with the help of the souls of those broken primordial dragons, completely transforms into one of the elder dragons.
Although emotionally, Wu Jin did not want to admit the result of this acquired transformation through knowledge, magic and other means.
But from a rational point of view, he understood that once Zuo Si completed his transformation, he would never be able to regain control of the meditation state.
After all, Zuo Si's attainments in the soul are far higher than him and Nicol Bolas.
"Do you know how terrified and desperate you look right now? It seems that the great father of New Phyrexia has grasped your most sensitive weakness, right?"
Jinji Tasha's teasing voice suddenly came from a distance.
This blue faction's Judge of Justice had apparently just completed a long-awaited important experiment, so he looked to be in a very good mood.
Especially the scales that he preserved in a super-dimensional space with some unknown power, which exuded an aura that made all dragons feel fear and tremble involuntarily.
Scales of the Primordial Dragon? !
Although no elder dragon had ever actually seen his creator, Ugin guessed the truth instantly.
Because apart from the Primordial Dragon, there can be no life form in the entire multiverse that can make the Elder Dragon feel as if he has seen a natural enemy, not even the Eldrazi Titan from the depths of the Dark Void.
After realizing this, Wu Jin immediately raised his head and exclaimed in a trembling voice: "Where... where did you get it? I have already searched the entire Meditation Realm, and I haven't found any remains left by the Primordial Dragon!"
"Hahahaha! That's right!
That’s right!
It’s this expression!
You know what I like to watch the most?
It's just a fool like you who is imprisoned in thinking and arrogant! Isn't what the great father of New Phyrexia said clear enough? The entire meditation realm is equivalent to the primordial dragon.
It just changed its form of existence.
As long as you find the method and the rules, you can naturally transform it back to its original state.
And I just happened to discover some interesting patterns.”
Jinjitaxia held the scale in his hand high and laughed shrilly.
For a scientific researcher like him, there is nothing more pleasurable and enjoyable than uncovering ancient secrets that no one knows about.
He had even begun to consider in his mind how to transform the entire meditation realm into the huge body of the Primordial Dragon, and how visually and spiritually impactful such a creature would be once it was resurrected.
After all, the Primordial Dragon is said to have been born with the first ray of time in the entire multiverse. When it appears again, it will mean the end of time.
Jingitashya couldn't help but imagine, if the great father of New Phyrexia became the Primordial Dragon, would that mean that the secrets between the entire multiverse and the dark void would also be open to him?
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could the supreme Primordial Dragon be touched by lowly creatures like you!"
Wu Jin's soul flickered violently like a neon light, and it was obvious that his defense was broken by this scale.
You must know that in the concept of the Elder Dragons, the Primordial Dragon is equivalent to their creator, god, and parents, and possesses a certain inviolable authority and sacredness.
No elder dragon has ever dreamed of becoming or even replacing the primordial dragon.
It's just like in a monotheistic society, even the most arrogant person would not want to become or replace the one true God.
At most, they can pretend to be a prophet or the Son of God, and then modify the original doctrine according to their own needs to make it more conducive to safeguarding the interests of the current ruling class.
But now, some people have subverted this supreme sacredness and used indisputable evidence to prove that God can also be replaced by creation.
Looking at Wu Jin's face that had become hideous due to madness, Jinji Tasha sneered with contempt: "See, this is why I hate talking to you born eternals.
You don't have the foundation of rational thinking at all, nor the courage to break the limits of cognition to explore the unknown.
In your eyes, this universe and even the dark void have been destined since their birth, and it is impossible for them to change in the slightest.
You are all typical fatalists and do not believe that you can break through your own limits through research, study and hard work.
Because you neither have such an urgent need nor the motivation to do so.
So you are the prisoner now.
The great Father of New Phyrexia will continue on his path until he surpasses you completely."
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...
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