The collapse of order, the loss of authority, and the concentrated outbreak of long-standing grievances turned the entire Ravnica into a living hell in a very short period of time.

Especially after nightfall, conflicts, killings and deaths began to become more frequent and the scope of their impact became wider and wider.

Except for a very small number of core areas controlled by guilds that can still remain stable, all other places have entered a state of anarchy, lawlessness, and security.

To be precise, this space and time has always been in a state of competition and gaming among ten super giant guilds, and chaos is its norm.

It’s just that the degree of chaos in the past was limited to a small range due to the constraints of that ancient magic contract, and was not fully released like it is now.

The flames that shot up into the sky not only set the city on fire, but also illuminated the dark sky red, mixed with roars of fighting, howls of pain, and desperate pleas.

Countless elderly people and children became victims of this turmoil, and women became tools for men to vent their desires.

Facts have once again proved that when the strong constraints of order and law are lost, and when people release the animal nature in their hearts that has been suppressed by society, they are actually a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand times more terrifying than real beasts.

At least wild animals rarely attack when they are not hungry, but humans can commit incredible atrocities driven by conformity and strong desires.

When the terrifying night passed and the sun slowly rose from the horizon again to usher in the day, the various forces that had been engaged in intense physical exchanges throughout the night finally gradually calmed down.

Of course, this was not because they had fought enough or achieved some degree of reconciliation, but because the high-intensity fighting consumed a lot of physical strength and energy, and the exhausted soldiers could not hold on and urgently needed rest.

So they had no choice but to stop the fighting temporarily and continue after eating, drinking and having a good sleep.

Just like that, on large areas of scorched land or ruins, soldiers covered in blood either walked into makeshift tents or simply lay down in the middle of the camp and fell into a deep sleep.

Not far from the military camp, one could vaguely see women with tattered clothes or completely naked walking out of their hiding places with empty eyes and numb faces, then throwing themselves on the bodies of those who were suspected to be their family members or friends and crying loudly.

The cruelty of war and the vulnerability of ordinary people in the face of the powerful machine of violence were vividly demonstrated at this moment.

As the saying goes, it is better to be a dog in peacetime than a man in troubled times.

Ordinary people who have not experienced war will never truly understand what it feels like to completely lose dignity and personality and be treated like livestock.

Apparently, after last night's total release, the entire plane of Ravnica had gone into a state of rampage.

The magical contract used to bind the major guilds completely turned into a piece of waste paper following the collective annihilation of the top leaders of the Ten Guild Alliance.

Because the guy who came to power later had no idea about the content of the contract, nor what consequences he would suffer if he violated it.

After all, deterrence works only if the other party knows the damage you can cause.

When those who have witnessed your power suddenly die overnight, the remaining ones will naturally lose their awe.

This is basically the situation on Ravnica right now.

The more they fight and violate the contract, the more they will suffer backlash from the contract. The backlash will cause the deaths of those who have climbed up, leading to increased chaos. In addition, fewer and fewer people know the contents of the contract, and eventually an unsolvable vicious circle will inevitably be formed.

Without any external interference, Niv-Mizzet, the founder of the Izzet League, is basically the only last hope to end it all.

"Damn it! Nicol Bolas hasn't arrived yet. Is he sending just one of his men enough to cause us to collapse from within?"

Looking at the messy situation, Jace Beleren, who had just returned from Innistrad, looked extremely ugly.

You know, everything was fine when he left.

But who could have thought that when he went out, the whole of Ravnica would explode when he came back.

"We can't help it. The enemy's abilities are terrifying, and they are also very insidious and cunning. We can't even tell which people are being controlled and which ones have joined this war out of self-awareness."

Gideon Jura sighed helplessly.

As a guy who didn't like to think much, and even didn't understand why he was always alone and whose friends and comrades often died inexplicably in battle, this kind of work that required thinking was obviously a bit beyond his scope.

Yes, you heard it right.

This new generation of planeswalker, who possessed terrifying self-recovery and regeneration abilities, which were equivalent to immortality, had no idea that the only reason he survived was because of the unique abilities of the spark, while his comrades and friends who died in the battle did not have this ability at all.

I have to say, this is really a bit outrageous and against the will of heaven.

So everyone who knows Gideon Jura will be impressed by his strong will, powerful fighting ability and noble character, but certainly will not have high hopes for his IQ.

Another young planeswalker, Ral Zarek, a member of the Izzet Alliance, held his forehead and added, "Not only are we helpless against this enemy, but even Sancho and the Lithomancer Nahiri have also returned without success.

According to Sancho, countless people in Ravnica have been planted with seeds.

This strange seed not only has the ability to control the target organism, but can also reproduce and spread itself.

After infiltrating silently for so long, it is basically impossible to eradicate it.

The other party is obviously well aware of this, so he always hides in the dark and will immediately use the power of sparks to escape at the slightest sign of trouble.

He stressed that rather than hunting down this enemy, it was better to prepare for a full-scale invasion by Nicol Bolas."

"I think Sancho is right. If I were the old dragon, now would be the best time to launch a full-scale invasion."

The elven planeswalker Nissa Revane stood on the side of Ral Zarek without hesitation.

Since she parted with Zuo Si, she looked much more mature. There was no more innocence in her eyes, but instead a kind of arrogance that was unique to elves.

Only the dimensional bag that Zuo Si gave him was still hanging around his waist.

"What is Sancho doing now?"

Jace Beleren raised his head sharply and asked in an uncertain tone.

Ral Zarek smiled bitterly and replied, "He has temporarily taken over the leadership of the entire Izzet Alliance with Niv-Mizzet's approval, and is trying his best to maintain those key defense facilities from being destroyed by this civil strife."

Hearing this, Jace's originally ugly expression finally eased a little and he nodded slightly: "Not bad. It seems that there are still smart people in Ravnica."

"Sancho is not just smart. He quickly stabilized the situation within a few hours after taking office. He screened out all the people with infected seeds and isolated them separately. The Izzet Alliance is the only guild that has not lost control, which is mostly thanks to him."

There was a hint of admiration and emotion in Ral Zarek's tone.

As a member of the guild, his loyalty to the Izzet League and Niv-Mizzet himself is absolutely unquestionable, so he is also grateful to Sancho, the hero who stood up and turned the tide at the critical moment.

Although at the beginning, he felt a strong jealousy towards this junior who was better than him in every aspect.

"What now? What do we do now? Are we just going to watch Ravnica descend into war?"

Chandra Nalaar clearly had little patience, and looked at the army that had committed numerous atrocities with hatred and disgust, wishing she could unleash her powerful fire magic to purify them all.

"Calm down and don't act rashly at a time like this."

Jace grabbed the young girl with the fiery red hair.

Maybe others might just say this to satisfy their own desire, but Chandra Nala is definitely likely to put it into action in the next second.

Just as several young planeswalkers gathered together to discuss countermeasures, a blue beam of light suddenly fell from the sky, releasing incredibly terrifying energy.

In just less than a few seconds, the beam of light began to spread in all directions. Anything it touched would be torn, decomposed, and twisted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally completely submerged in the blue light.

shock!

fear!

Panic!

Several military camps near the light column were immediately in an uproar. A large number of soldiers who had fallen asleep were awakened, and then they fled in all directions without caring about anything else.

However, most of them could not outrun the speed of the expansion of the light column and eventually disappeared one after another.

No one knew where they went, but the young planeswalkers who knew what the light was understood that those who disappeared would never come back.

Because that blue light was nothing else but the famous time and space bridge.

The time-space bridge cannot transport living things. Only the undead and dead objects can use it to cross the endless dark void and reach another time and space.

When the light column began to stabilize and no longer expanded outward, thousands of immortals emitting azure light rushed out like a tide.

Despite their dried and dead bodies, or even just skeletons covered in armor, their fighting power is amazing.

Those elite soldiers who survived several rounds of fighting had no power to resist these immortals and were easily killed by them.

Ordinary weapons would only make a crisp metallic sound when hitting them, and wouldn't even leave a white mark.

Some spellcasters tried to use the power of magic to fight it, but in the face of the terrifying resistance bestowed by divine power and divinity, most spell damage was weakened to an almost negligible level.

"No! Impossible! What kind of monster is this? Even the sacred magic that restrains the undead is ineffective!"

"Run! Run! These monsters are impossible to kill!"

"No! Don't run! Hold on!"

"Get out of here! Why should I listen to you?"

…

Accompanied by noisy voices and large-scale routs, the major guilds that had been engaged in fierce physical exchanges all night last night and refused to submit to each other finally lost their last organizational structure and became a group of scattered sand in the face of the unparalleled and overwhelming force of the Legion of the Immortals.

It was so fast that they didn't even have time to react.

Looking at the endless stream of Eternals who were beginning to attack the city, Jace Beleren took a deep breath and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Nicol Bolas is here! The war... has begun!"

Before he finished speaking!

A huge elliptical object was suddenly launched from the location of the Izzet Alliance headquarters, drawing a graceful parabola in the sky, and then suddenly burst into a dazzling white light at a considerable distance from the ground where the space-time bridge was located.

In a flash!

An enormous fireball rapidly expanded, engulfing everything within a radius of several kilometers, and then quickly transformed into an enormous mushroom cloud.

At the moment of the explosion, one can even clearly see with the naked eye the ripples created by the shock wave spreading outward.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that a deafening roar and vibration followed.

Boom!!! The violent shaking caused countless people to stagger around and couldn't even stand steadily, as if they were standing near the crater of a violently erupting volcano.

When the vibrations gradually subsided, the young planeswalkers noticed that after the violent explosion, at least thousands of Immortals who seemed almost invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire, at the center had suffered varying degrees of serious injuries.

A small part was simply burned into a translucent glass structure by the terrifying high temperature and high pressure.

Although divinity and divine power ensured that most of them were not destroyed outright, they did succeed in halting their previous unstoppable momentum.

Of course, the price paid was that those members of the Guildpact who didn't have time to escape the killing radius were also killed, without even a bone left.

"This... What the hell is this?! Is this what you guys in the Izzet League do at your headquarters every day?"

Gideon Jura stared in amazement at the horrific power of the explosion in the distance, as well as the terrible burns and severe pain caused by the hot wind on his skin. He felt a strong sense of unreality.

He wasn't even sure if he would have a chance to recover after being hit head-on by his "immortal body".

So scary!

No wonder Ravnicans always say that the Izzet League is a bunch of crazy people with abnormal brains! The things they create will destroy the world one day!

"Oh my God! Did Sancho finally figure this thing out?"

The corners of Ral Zarek's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably, and his eyes were shining, and it was obvious that he was in a state of extreme excitement.

After all, he was also a member of the Izzet League, and the members of this guild had no resistance to violent explosions and fire that destroyed everything.

In their eyes, this is the most beautiful sight in the world.

"Is this a weapon that Sancho made?"

Jace Beleren, who had already taken root in the Ravnica plane, was obviously no stranger to this rising star. The two even exchanged ideas on mind and illusion magic.

In his opinion, Sancho should be the kind of person who is more mature than his age. How could he be so crazy as to do such a dangerous thing?

If this thing accidentally explodes during research and experimentation, the entire Izzet Alliance and the cities where it is located will be finished.

Koral Zarek nodded seriously, "Yes, that's him.

It is said that this is a power called nuclear.

In his theory, the material world is composed of countless smallest units that are invisible to the naked eye.

The reason why these smallest units can be combined together to form stable substances is that there is some unimaginable powerful force.

When this interaction is broken, unimaginable and amazing energy can be released.

So under the guidance of this theory, he and Niv-Mizzet jointly conducted a series of in-depth research and experiments.

I just didn’t know they had succeeded and weaponized it.”

"Nuclear? A unique knowledge system from another time and space..."

Jace Beleren looked thoughtful.

As an intelligent man with a strong curiosity and an endless thirst for knowledge, he knew that there would never be a lack of inspiration, knowledge, technology, and ideas from other planes on Ravnica.

I just didn't expect that the Izzet Alliance could quietly create such a powerful weapon.

It was obvious that the huge oval object that exploded just now was nothing but a thermonuclear weapon made by integrating magical power.

After all, all the theories and manufacturing processes of this thing were copied down by Zuo Si a long time ago as reference materials and thrown into his private library in the Askatra Mage Tower.

Sancho had accidentally seen the contents when he was still an apprentice. He was shocked by the horrific destructive power of this weapon, but he also felt sorry that this thing could not be manufactured and used in the continent of Faerun.

Later, when he left Faerûn and came to Ravnica, in order to arouse the curiosity and attention of the ancient dragon Niv-Mizzet, he brought out this theory as a means of advancement.

Since the magical environment of Ravnica does not affect technological creations, there are many devices in this time and space that are completely driven by technology, even intelligent construct robots, so it didn't take long for real objects to be created.

Even in the basement of the Izzet Alliance headquarters, there are a large number of magic centrifuges working day and night to process and purify radioactive materials until the concentration reaches the requirements for weaponization.

It has to be said that the power of this high-altitude nuclear explosion did have a good effect.

At least it attracted the attention of everyone in that time and space.

"Nuclear weapons? These guys from the Izzet Alliance actually developed nuclear weapons in secret!"

The dark prince Graya, who had been searching for little Annie all night but failed to catch her sister, raised his head slightly and looked at the eye-catching mushroom cloud in the distant sky with an expression of disbelief.

Although nuclear bombs are already obsolete in New Phyrexia as "low-tech", "not very powerful", and "contaminated", they have long been completely replaced by antimatter bombs.

But that doesn't mean it's easy to create it in a plane like Ravnica where magic is the main focus and technology is the secondary focus.

Quite the opposite!

Without a mature system of philosophy, mathematics and physics as a foundation, it would take a lot of effort just to understand the principles.

Not to mention the enormous amount of time and energy required to find the radioactive minerals and purify them.

It is like in the 21st century, all countries know the principles of nuclear weapons, but only a few countries are actually capable of manufacturing them.

In addition to the risk of severe sanctions, the most important thing is that the production of weapon-grade high-purity radioactive materials requires a large number of industrial centrifuges, and the electricity consumed by these centrifuges is beyond the reach of many countries.

Therefore, the boasting that a certain country has advanced technology, many nuclear power plants, and abundant reserves of nuclear materials and can produce nuclear weapons within a few weeks or even a few hours is a complete joke.

Anyone who knows a little about nuclear physics knows that the concentration of fuel rods used in nuclear power plants is completely different from weapons grade.

If we want to turn the former into the latter, the entire country may need to free up huge additional electricity consumption.

It is almost impossible to hide such a thing from the outside world.

Moreover, even if it is built, what can it do? Without the corresponding trinity delivery capability, are we going to explode it on our own land?

"I hate this bright light that's as blinding as the sun!"

The Night Goddess Shar's tone revealed naked and undisguised hatred.

You have to know that stars and thermonuclear weapons are essentially nuclear fusion, so the light produced is simply a nightmare for dark gods like her.

"Don't worry. I think with the strength of the Izzet Alliance, they can only build a few at most. It won't have much impact on the overall situation."

As he spoke, the Dark Prince Graya quickly cast a detection magic, presenting the scene around the time and space bridge in the form of an illusion.

The huge pit formed by the violent nuclear explosion did not have any effect on the working space-time bridge, and the army of immortals did not stop because of it, and they continued to be teleported from the other side.

About a few minutes later, Nicol Bolas, the elder dragon planeswalker who initiated the War of the Spark, finally appeared above the time and space bridge with his men.

He first looked around, then grabbed the boiling liquid magma on the ground that had been burned red by high temperature and high pressure, and commented with a slightly contemptuous tone: "You want to use this kind of weapon to destroy the time-space bridge? It really makes me want to laugh!"

However, unlike the calm old dragon, Tezzeret and Liliana looked at each other with fear.

They knew very well that if they had followed the first group of Eternals into Ravnica, there would be an 80% chance that not even ashes would be left of them by now, and they would all have died in the high-altitude nuclear explosion just now.

"Great Dragon Lord, can we now proceed as planned?" Xia En VII asked with a smile, bowing slightly.

As one of Zuo Si's closest allies, he had already witnessed the power of nuclear weapons and had even made them into planeswalker cards for use in certain time and space, so he was relatively calm about it.

"Well, everything is proceeding according to the original plan. Remember to go a little slower and don't scare my little cuties."

Nicol Bolas's mouth curled up in a look of naked, undisguised malice.

"Yes, I know what to do."

Shane VII raised the scepter in his hand that controlled the Legion of Immortals and flew straight into the air, then gently waved it in the north direction.

Dense groups of immortals began to march forward along the scorched earth, killing all living beings on the road ahead.

Of course, except for those planeswalkers who have sparks.