Clang! With the crisp sound of weapons colliding and golden sparks flying everywhere, the two gravel swords that appeared out of thin air in Nahiri's hands collided fiercely with the sharp sword burning with black flames in Graya's hand.
"Ma'am, what do you mean by this?"
The Dark Prince subconsciously frowned and questioned.
As a rational person, he obviously did not understand or comprehend why the other party would attack him when they first met.
"Haha, didn't your father tell you? Is this how I say hello?"
Nahiri grinned, a slightly excited smile.
"A way of saying hello?"
Graya couldn't understand the train of thought of this obviously crazy woman in front of him.
Nahiri nodded without hesitation: "That's right! When I first met your father, we also got to know each other through the swords in our hands.
Although he was still a little immature at that time, I have to say that it was indeed a very pleasant exchange, and it also established our alliance.
In my opinion, this world is full of lies, deception, disguise and betrayal.
But there is one thing that will not lie, and that is the sword in your hand.
Because when faced with a threat that is fatal, a person will inevitably reveal his truest thoughts.
So now please use the sword in your hand to establish a trust relationship with me.
After all, we are going to be allies fighting side by side, right?"
"So you just want to fight me out of sheer willfulness?"
The corner of Graya's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably, and it was obvious that he didn't believe a word of the nonsense just now.
In his opinion, this senior planeswalker who was much older than his father was essentially a lunatic who was mentally and psychologically abnormal like Isadora.
However, the Lithomancer Nahiri doesn't seem to be completely crazy yet, and still maintains some rationality and complete thinking logic.
As for Isadora...
The Dark Prince felt that no one except his father could truly control this chaotic woman who was completely caught up in uncertainty and randomness.
"It doesn't matter how you interpret it. You can't avoid this battle anyway."
After saying that, Nahiri used her most proficient gravel magic to raise a stone pillar under her feet, then leaped over Graya's head and attacked his back at an extremely tricky angle.
Her unique and agile body movements and swordsmanship that allowed her to find the point of force at any time made the Dark Prince flustered in just a few seconds.
Despite being a quasi-divine power, Graya naturally possesses many very powerful close combat feats.
He can even give himself the level of a legendary warrior as needed, and can also make predictions in advance with magic and powerful perception.
But in front of Nahiri, these things that can easily crush mortals are of no use at all.
Because the opponent's BUG-level sealing ability attached to the rock blocked all abilities related to foresight and perception without a single leak.
As for the warrior level and a large number of melee expertise, the role they can play under that three-dimensional, all-round attack with no blind spots is very limited.
At this moment, Graya finally realized the value of the title of "Ancient Planeswalker" and regretted very much that he had not followed Zuo Si to seriously learn swordsmanship.
Otherwise, he would never be suppressed so badly now.
You have to know that when fighting a sword duel with Nahiri, you not only need to be on guard against the two gravel swords, but also be on guard at all times and never be touched by them directly.
Otherwise, he would end up like Sorin Markov, being sealed and imprisoned and turned into a famous tourist attraction for people to visit - Sorin Rock.
[Damn it! Shar, I need your help! ]
After being nearly stabbed through several times in a row, the Prince of Darkness felt that he could no longer bear it and began to ask the Goddess of Night for help.
You have to know that today's Lithomancer is not the same as when he was just released from the Vault many years ago.
With Zuo Si's help, she also greatly strengthened herself through many methods.
In addition, its spark properties can seal all energy and abilities, so the more you rely on magic and quasi-divine powers, the easier it is to be restrained by it.
[Sorry, I can't help you now. After all, you only opened a small gap for me, and my divine power cannot be transmitted through such a small gap.]
Shar pretended to be helpless, but her voice revealed naked and undisguised gloating.
After all, it is rare to see Graya being humiliated.
What's more, she could sense that Nahiri had neither hostility nor murderous intent, so even if she lost it wouldn't be a big deal.
[I will release you from the restrictions! Stop talking nonsense! Give me your divine power! ]
Even as he was speaking, a cut suddenly appeared on the pale and handsome face of the Dark Prince, and dark red blood dripped down his cheek into the soil at his feet.
moment!
An extremely thick black color began to spread around with the feet as the center.
Even the sky seemed to be covered with a thin layer of black gauze.
"This is?!!"
Such a strange phenomenon undoubtedly surprised Nahiri.
But Graya had no intention of explaining. Instead, with the help of Shar's power, he completely merged with the darkness.
Before the other party could react, he completely disappeared from sight.
The next second...
Nahiri suddenly felt a chill coming from behind her, and subconsciously turned around to parry with the gravel sword in her hand.
Boom! A ball of burning black flame rushed over at lightning speed.
The enormous force contained in it forced her to take several steps back before she could barely steady herself.
But when Nahiri wanted to fight back, she found that there was nothing behind the black flame, only darkness and nothingness.
If she had not been able to sense through the planeswalker spark that her spatial position had not changed, she would have even thought that she was being pulled into the dark void.
What's going on?
What happened? Why did Graya disappear?
What was that strange attack just now?
Just when Nahiri was puzzled, the same attack came a second time.
But this time she was well prepared and had laid down a large number of rock tentacles around for sensing.
So he turned around the moment he entered the ten-meter radius, and as a result he saw a scene that he would never forget.
It was an ethereal shadow created entirely out of thin air by the power of darkness, without any entity at all.
Unlike the invisibility or hiding in the shadows as speculated, Graya directly used the drop of blood that fell on the ground to completely dissolve himself into a huge dark barrier.
In other words, it is equivalent to being swallowed directly into the stomach. All the darkness and burning black flames around are all part of the Dark Prince's body.
After realizing this, Nahiri immediately released gravel magic to create a huge barrier, blocking the fierce black flames that followed. At the same time, she chuckled and said teasingly, "You are not good at swordsmanship, so you want to cheat and turn the disadvantage around? It seems that you are very different from your father. You know, he didn't use as many tricks as you do back then."
"A trick? No, ma'am, it's not a trick. It's part of my strength. And I didn't agree to a swordfight with you."
Graya's deep voice continued to echo around.
"Humph! It doesn't matter! Do you think this little cover can trap me?"
With a sneer of contempt, the rocks surrounding Nahiri's body began to emit a dazzling golden light, and then exploded without any warning.
The violent energy impact and the countless splashes of sealing power instantly tore the eternal night area created by the Dark Prince into pieces.
He himself could no longer maintain his original form, and quickly absorbed the large tracts of darkness and re-condensed it into the shape of a human.
Other than his face becoming paler, there was hardly any sign of injury.
"How is it? Am I right?"
Nahiri fiddled with the gravel sword in her hand, with a hint of ridicule in her tone.
"As a way of getting to know each other and building trust, I think this is enough. Do you want to continue?"
Graya obviously didn't want to fight anymore.
Because if he doesn't use his trump card, he will never be able to gain any advantage.
Once his trump card is used, the result is basically death or disability, and it is irreversible.
"Why not? For me, this is just a warm-up."
Nahiri had finally found someone who could play with her, and she didn't want it to end so quickly.
But within a few seconds, she quickly changed her mind.
To be precise, the two gravel swords in her hands suddenly disappeared out of thin air, right under her nose.
The indescribable weirdness made this slightly crazy woman shiver involuntarily.
"You did it?"
Nahiri's head snapped up and she looked the Dark Prince in the eyes.
“That’s right.
This is the power of my Planeswalker Spark, which can completely turn everything into nothingness.
If you continue to act unreasonably, I might have to start using this trump card.
If you lose some limbs or body parts, it won’t be my fault.”
Graya calmly issued threats and warnings.
Because he knew very well that the other party was not really crazy, he was just a little bit crazy.
So in theory, you should be able to understand the subtext you want to express.
It turned out that the Dark Prince's judgment was correct.
After realizing the huge risks of continuing the fight, Nahiri decisively stopped all actions, threw away the incomplete gravel sword in her hand, and shrugged her shoulders with an indifferent look.
"Well, maybe you're right. Let's stop here. Tell me, is there anything Thors wanted to tell me about having you come to Ravnica?"
Seeing that the Lithomancer had finally calmed down, Graya breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "No. He is in a critical period right now and has no energy to care about other things. The main reason I came to Ravnica is for another planeswalker, Liliana."
"Liliana? The necromancer!"
Nahiri started slightly.
Through other new generation planeswalkers, especially Jace and others, she has learned that Liliana has been forced to join Nicol Bolas and has now become the commander of the old dragon's Eternal Legion.
She had no idea why the Dark Prince would seek out an enemy at a time like this.
"Yes, this woman. Someone told me that my father had made some secret agreement with her, so I want Liliana to know now that she is not without other options."
Graya stated the real purpose of his trip without any concealment.
Nahiri was so smart that she immediately understood what the Dark Prince meant. She raised her eyebrows and asked tentatively, "Are you saying that Soth has a way to free this woman from the constraints of the contract and turn against him at the critical moment?"
Graya nodded slightly and responded, "That's right. Although I don't know what kind of promise my father made to her, I can be sure that the contract that Nicol Bolas relied on can be circumvented."
"ha!
This guy Soth is still as reassuring as ever.
I didn't expect that he had made all the preparations in secret so early.
But you've obviously come to the wrong place this time.
Liliana isn't on Ravnica right now. She should be with Nicol Bolas.
As to whether it is on Amonkhet or somewhere else, it is unknown.
Given that war is imminent, I don't recommend that you take the initiative to find her now.
Because if nothing unexpected happens, she will soon follow Nicol Bolas to Ravnica."
As she spoke, Nahiri's tone revealed an unprecedented ease and joy.
"Okay, I think I know what to do."
Realizing that he had arrived too early, Graya suddenly became a little bored.
But just a second later, he suddenly remembered something else and continued to ask, "How much do you know about the recent black market auction?"
“Black market auction? Ah! You mean those shady little rats?
Don't worry, they are just a group of guys selling contraband for a huge profit.
The Azorius Senate is said to have made some progress, and it won't be long before they are all caught."
Nahiri was clearly not impressed.
Because in Ravnica, where the Ten Guildpact jointly rules, little things like this don't matter.
It's just a smuggling auction of some dangerous contraband.
Similar situations happen every now and then, and some people have even sold dragon eggs privately. It is not worth making a fuss about.
The damage the former could do was a drop in the bucket compared to the real threat, Nicol Bolas.
"Oh? Really…"
Graya smiled noncommittally and didn't say much. Instead, he turned and walked towards the more prosperous central area.
Nahiri saw this and immediately shouted, "Hey! Wait! Aren't you going to come with me to meet Niv-Mizzet? He's very interested in you."
"Forget it. It's better for me to continue to move in the dark."
Graya waved without looking back and quickly disappeared around the corner of the dark alley.
Not long after he left, Jace Beleren, wearing a blue and white cloak, appeared out of nowhere beside Nahiri and asked in an emotionless tone, "Are you sure he is on our side?"
"Of course! Don't forget, he is the descendant of Soth."
Nahiri answered in the affirmative without hesitation.
"But I can't read the Dark Prince's memory or thoughts, so I can't confirm this. And I haven't been able to contact Wu Jin for a long time. Do you know where he is?"
When Ugin was mentioned, Jace Beleren visibly frowned.
Compared to Zuo Si, who was elusive all day and no one knew what he was doing, he obviously trusted the ancient planeswalker who successfully sealed the Eldrazi Titan - the spirit dragon Ugin more.
However, since the last battle with Nicol Bolas, Ugin suddenly disappeared for unknown reasons and has never contacted anyone since.
But Nahiri obviously didn't care and pointed out a clear way directly.
"Perhaps you could ask my vampire teacher, Sorin Markov, who lives on Innistrad. If there's anyone in the world who can find Ugin in a time of need, it's him."
"Sorin? I see! I get it."
Jace Beleren was undoubtedly a man of action. After getting the clues he wanted, he immediately activated the Planeswalker Spark and set off for Innistrad.
After all, the war was imminent, and he had to gather as many forces as possible to fight Nicol Bolas before the Immortal Sun blockaded Ravnica.
Especially as the only two elder dragon planeswalkers, Nicol Bolas's brother and nemesis, Ugin must not be absent.
However, he obviously didn't know that the real spirit dragon Wu Jin had been killed by Zuo Si long ago, and his soul was now trapped in the meditation state, enduring eternal pain and torture.
At the same time, far away in another unknown time and space, Nicol Bolas, the initiator of the War of the Spark, was ready to go. He stood in front of a huge abandoned temple, squinting his eyes and staring at the endless army of upgraded and powerful Eternals.
Obviously, since the last battle with Zuo Si in disguise as Wu Jin, he sensed that something was wrong, so he decisively began to increase the number of cards in his hand.
Now, these immortals, who were already very powerful, all exude the aura of divine power and divinity, just like mass-produced castrated versions of immortal evil gods.
By plundering, destroying, and destroying hundreds of planes and universes, Nicol Bolas not only built an unprecedentedly powerful army, but also restored himself to a combat power that is infinitely close to his peak.
Today, he no longer looks old or weak. Instead, he exudes a strong sense of dominance and confidence.
The planeswalkers who had sworn allegiance to him, including Tezzeret, were now kneeling before the powerful elder dragon, not daring to look into his eyes that were flashing with terrifying light.
Eternal Holy Sun!
A "lock" used to seal off the entire space and time so that all planeswalkers cannot escape.
Time and space bridge!
A "channel" used to deploy large numbers of troops across time and space to capture the entire Ravnica.
The Trans-dimensional Beacon! A "bait" to attract all the planeswalkers in the entire multiverse.
Elder Spell! The "key" used to seize the sparks of other planeswalkers to complete their upgrade and transformation and restore their ancient power.
After so many years, so much careful planning, and countless accidents and twists and turns, all the prerequisites have finally been met.
For a moment, Nicol Bolas couldn't help but recall his eventful and tough life.
At first, when he was born with his brothers Ugin, Min'men, Arcades Sabas, Palladium-Mors, and Vaevictis Amadi, he was almost the weakest among the many elder dragons.
They even have to avoid being hunted by their own kind and other races, and can only carefully obtain prey in the cracks to grow up.
But this precarious state of survival has completely changed with the awakening of the spark of the mage.
With the terrifying power of the ancient planeswalker Spark, which was comparable to or even beyond that of a god, he and Wu Jin defeated all their other brothers and sisters and completely ascended to the top to become the strongest elder dragon.
Later, while traveling around, he defeated Marilaki, a being almost as powerful as the Eldrazi Titan, and sealed it in the Dark Abyss.
He then suffered his first defeat in life, and also his first death, when he was defeated and exiled to the void by the mortal hero Tetsuo Mezawa.
但好在这种状态并未持续太久。
凭借聪明的头脑和计谋，尼可·波拉斯引诱凡瑟一行人帮自己解除了放逐。
当他回来之后就直接打爆著名的时间大法师——泰菲力来向整个多元宇宙宣告自己的回归。
再之后就是轻松击败想要联合起来对付自己的夜幕明神和拉席克，并且前往鞑契时空杀死了自己的兄弟乌金。
紧跟着时间裂缝出现，泰菲力开始召集众多旅法师以牺牲自我的方式来拯救多元宇宙导致旅法师火花集体劣化。
从某种程度上来说，尼可·波拉斯这彪悍的一生基本不是在战斗就是在搞事情，从来没有一刻消停的时候。
就算偶尔被击败、杀死、放逐，他也从来没有气馁或者放弃躺平过。
如果不是干的事情太过于丧心病狂，妥妥就是个典型的励志主角。
无论是从弱小一步步成长到强大、还是在经历失败后的再度崛起重回巅峰，都散发着独特的人格魅力。
现在，这条老龙终于要踏出最后一步，夺回那本应该属于自己的东西。
毕竟在他的眼中，泰菲力修补时间裂缝可不像外界传闻的那样伟大无私，完全就是慷他人之慨。
凭什么拯救这个宇宙要牺牲掉他那完美强大的上古旅法师火花？ 泰菲力这样做经过他本人的同意了吗？
明明他当初是明确拒绝了的！
所以在尼可·波拉斯的仇恨名单上，泰菲力可是一直都名列前茅。
他已经想好了，等自己完成长者咒语成为名副其实的龙神之后，第一件事情就是当着泰菲力的面先毁灭他的故乡和所有亲人朋友，再把对方连人带灵魂活生生的撕成碎片。
正当老龙满脑子都在想自己王者归来后该如何按照那份名单进行清算的时候，泰兹瑞终于忍不住抬起头小心翼翼的询问道：“伟大的龙尊，请问我们什么时候可以开启时空渡桥入侵拉尼卡？”
“别急！我还在等一个人的出现。”
被打断思绪的老龙显然很不高兴，恶狠狠瞪了这个没用的手下一眼。
因为如果泰兹瑞能再争气一点，当初直接把时空渡桥和永生圣阳抢到手，那他就不用等到现在，早就可以发动这场蓄谋已久的火花之战了。
“您指的该不会是索斯吧？我觉得这家伙不回来了。因为他已经好几年没有任何音讯，也没有给您传递过什么有用的情报。”
泰兹瑞明显没有什么眼力劲，开始趁机疯狂抹黑诋毁左思。
毕竟两人之间的恩怨可以追溯到新非瑞克西亚尚未被新烁油完全替代的时候。
他可不会忘记自己当初差点被打死在秘罗地时空。
“哼！别用你那愚蠢的头脑和狭隘的思维去揣测一个强者。我相信索斯会在这个关键时刻为我带来关于乌金的情报。”
尼可·波拉斯眼神中透露出一丝轻蔑与鄙夷。
要知道在他的眼里，泰兹瑞从始至终就是个工具，连人都算不上，否则当初也不会直接用最简单粗暴的方式抹除了其全部的记忆。
到现在，泰兹瑞的脑子都经常会出现各种各样的问题，由此可见那次记忆清洗造成的后果有多严重。
当然，这其中还有不少是杰斯·贝连的功劳。
可怜的泰兹瑞先后两次被粗暴的抹除记忆，这要是不出问题才怪呢。
“伟大的龙尊，我认为您完全没有必要就这样干等着。在发起全面进攻之前，我认为可以先开始李小规模的渗透，给拉尼卡的十会盟找点事情做。”
一名身上沾满了大量花草的不知名异形旅法师主动上前一步建议道。
“你的人已经渗透进去了吗？”
尼可·波拉斯微微低下头注视着这个身高只有不到一米五，整体看上去如同长满青苔土豆的手下。
异形旅法师赶忙回应道：“是的。
我的人已经在拉尼卡活动了一段时间。
并且趁机将大量种子散播在每一个角落。
只要一声令下，立刻就能完成寄生凭空创造出无数的傀儡。”
尼可·波拉斯听到这番话马上满意的点了下头：“非常好！那你就先前往拉尼卡去给尽情的制造动乱、猜忌和破坏吧。用不了多久，我就会率领大军与你汇合。”
“如您所愿！”
异形旅法师的脸上浮现出阴森恐怖的笑容，随后化作一道绿光原地消失。
看着他刚才站着地方长出来的青草和鲜花，始终一言不发保持沉默的死灵皇帝夏恩七世露出若有所思的神情。
作为一名间谍，他可是一直都在观察和收集老龙麾下每一位旅法师的情报。
但对于这个最近才突然出现的神秘旅法师却没有半点头绪。
因为对方完全不是普通意义上的人类或类人生物，而是更接近于树人这样的植物智慧生命。
至于能力，由于时间太短的关系压根一无所知。
但夏恩七世可以肯定，这个新加入的旅法师应该就是老龙的底牌之一，其能力大概率跟植物、寄生、操控有关。
只不过目前掌握的信息太少，所以无法做出更加准确的判断。
就在半巫妖犹豫要不要冒险把这个消息传递出去的时候，尼可·波拉斯突然将一根散发着恐怖死亡气息的权杖丢到了他的脚下。
“给，这根亡者圣言现在是你的了。接下来我需要你和莉莲娜一起掌控永生者军团。”
“我？！”
夏恩七世捡起权杖微微愣了一下，有点搞不清楚对方这是要唱哪出。
“没错，就是你。以莉莲娜的能力，根本不足以同时控制那么多堪比永生煞神的强大亡灵，所以需要你来分担一部分。”
说着，尼可·波拉斯把目光投向不远处没有一丝表情如同玩偶般的死灵术士。
“亲爱的莉莲娜，我想你应该对此没有任何异议吧？”
“你是主人，而我只是个可悲的奴隶。你的意志就是我的命令。”
莉莲娜用不带一丝感情的语气做出了回答。
如果可以的话，她压根就不想要站在这里，更不愿意成为这条长老龙旅法师的帮凶。
但问题是她根本没得选。
尤其是当初达成协议之后，左思整个人就彻底消失的无影无踪，这么多年过去了压根就没有半点音讯，也从来没有主动联系过自己。
这让莉莲娜觉得自己应该是已经已经被遗忘或者遭到了抛弃。
不然的话怎么也应该在火花之战开启前给自己个准信。
殊不知，左思之所以没有这样做就是为了确保尼可·波拉斯不起疑心。
更何况晾着莉莲娜让她陷入惶恐、绝望和自我怀疑中，届时再突然出现将其从痛苦的深渊中捞出来，才能最大限度提升她被拯救的感觉，从而产生发自内心的感激。
毕竟锦上添花永远比不上雪中送炭刻骨铭心。
这就好像一个拥有几千万资产的人，根本不可能因为你送给他几万块的奢侈品就觉得应该回报你。
但要是换成一个快要被生活重担压垮，急需几千块乃至几百块救急的穷人，几万块的帮助绝对会让他记一辈子。
如果以后发达了也会几倍、几十倍、几百倍的回报你，并认为这是一种恩情。
可要是反过来，你给得了绝症根本无法医治的有钱人送去能救命的特效药，他同样会心怀感激。
这实际上就是不同身份、地位、阶级的人，对价值认知差异造成的结果。
假如想要达成最佳效果，一定要把握好时机，在对方最需要某样东西的时候将其送到他的手中。
可怜的莉莲娜显然还不知道自己早就被精通心理学的左思玩弄于股掌之上，现如今整个人都处在一种患得患失的精神状态。
自诩聪明且诡计多端的她根本没有察觉到，在真正的高手眼中，那点靠自身姿色来引诱别人的小伎俩完全不入流。
“看来你是个聪明人，我最喜欢识时务的聪明人了。”
尼可·波拉斯无疑非常满意莉莲娜眼下所表露出来的服从态度。
当年他作为中间人忙前忙后，就是看准了这个死灵术士在操控亡灵生物方面的天赋。
要知道这年头愿意玩死灵的旅法师可不多。
擅长大规模操控的就更少了。
不过好在随着死灵皇帝夏恩七世的加入，老龙现在手头有了两员能指挥永生者军团的大将。
这也就意味着就算其中一个被干掉了，永生者军团也不会因为失去控制就陷入一片混乱。
至于尼可·波拉斯本人，虽然也有黑色法术力可以操控亡灵，但却并不擅长一次性操控太多。
确切地说是他没办法做到一心多用，在对付其他敌人的时候分神操控成千上万的亡灵。
You must know that in order to maximize the combat effectiveness of the immortals, the souls of these undead creatures are almost consumed by half in the transformation process, and they do not retain much intelligence at all. They are even less able to think and judge independently like advanced undead creatures. They must rely on someone to constantly give them clear instructions.
"We will be partners from now on, please take care of me."
Shane VII greeted Liliana very friendly.
Unfortunately, Liliana did not respond. She just glanced at the half-lich coldly, then stood there silently.
Nicol Bolas had no idea that the two army commanders he appointed were both moles and traitors without exception.
Especially when he handed the scepter to Shane VII, it was like burying a huge bomb for himself.
After all, the Necromancer's ability and talent in controlling the undead are not comparable to mortals like Liliana.
…
On the other side, the Izzet League headquarters on the plane of Ravnica.
Niv-Mizzet, the "Flame Spirit", had just unleashed a terrifyingly powerful fire magic that burned a guy who had "disappointed" him into ashes.
Yes, you heard it right, it was burned into bone residue right in front of you.
Don’t ever think that this giant dragon born in ancient times is some “good man”.
Just the opposite!
When he was young, he was famous for his bad temper. If he disagreed with something, he would go into a violent mode of destroying the world, leaving ruins and scorched earth wherever he went.
However, as he grew older and the Guildpact was established, Niv-Mizzet began to become more mature and stable.
If someone doesn't irritate him, he rarely starts a barbecue.
"Your Excellency, I am in a difficult position because he was alive when he walked in."
Sancho complained, holding his forehead with a gloomy look on his face.
Even though he had secretly met with the Dark Prince Graya before and provided him with the necessary information, he did not show it at all now and still maintained his usual style of behavior.
Even the Lithomancer Nahiri didn't know that this rising newcomer in the Izzet League was actually Zuo Si's favorite disciple and also a son of God.
"It doesn't matter. Just tell the truth. Anyway, this is the sixth unlucky guy I've burned to death this month."
Niv-Mizzet acted like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.
After all, he is now the actual ruler of the Ten Alliance and even the entire Ravnica time and space.
Although on the surface they still abide by the laws and rules promulgated by the Azorius Senate, it is only on the surface.
joke!
Although Niv-Mizzet is not a planeswalker, he is the strongest person in the entire Ravnica plane.
Even the presidents and senior members of other guilds combined are not enough to defeat him.
So he is completely fearless.
What's more, the guy who was just burned to death was an ambitious member of House Dimir who wanted to instigate internal conflicts. He totally deserved it.
The only problem is that we don't have the evidence yet.
But the problem is that the War of the Sparks is about to begin. Is now the time to present evidence?
At least Niv-Mizzet felt that at times like this, it would be better to kill a thousand people by mistake than to let one go.
No evidence?
It doesn't matter! Just tie him up and forcefully read his thoughts and memories.
Anyway, he just needs a result.
As for the process, it doesn't matter at all.
"Alas - the Azorius Senate will not accept this. You should know that their trials have always been based on fairness, justice, and order, and evidence is an indispensable part of it."
While Sancho was complaining, he cast magic to clean up the ashes on the ground.
Since this was not the first time he had done this kind of clean-up job, he looked extremely skilled. After cleaning up, he poured all the residues directly into the garbage disposal plant through the pipe to be eaten by the slime monsters first. He then killed the slime monsters that had eaten the ashes and made them into other things, thus completely destroying the bodies.
Not only that!
He also did not forget to inform the guild members to erase all the surveillance footage that captured this unlucky guy coming in.
In this way, as long as the deceased refuses to admit that the other person has ever been there, the deceased will be equivalent to disappearing from the face of the earth.
As a member of the evil camp, Sancho has no psychological burden in doing these things.
Compared to what happened back then when the brothers and sisters of the Sons of Bhaal killed each other, this is nothing.
"Never mind those stubborn idiots in the Azorius Senate.
Keep an eye on the movements of the three guilds: House Dimir, Cult of Rakdos, and Golgari Swarm.
I suspect there may be undiscovered minions of Nicol Bolas lurking among them.
Especially at this critical moment, we cannot take it lightly. "
Niv-Mizzet raised his claws and tapped the ground lightly, giving Sancho a new order.
He obviously admired this young man who was much more mature than his actual age and decided to entrust him with important tasks.
"You mean... I can kill any potential threat at will?"
Sancho was slightly surprised.
Niv-Mizzet smiled and nodded: "Yes! Do you know what I like most about you?"
Before Sancho could respond, he said to himself: "What I like most about you is that you don't have the common problem of most young people - naivety! You are often so realistic that it's frightening. So I believe you can complete this difficult task..."