A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Chapter 656 The craziest planeswalker—Xenagos (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)

"Hurts, go take a look in the alley outside. If you find a body, dispose of it. I don't want to see those guards near the tavern."

After waiting for about five minutes, the middle-aged bartender and owner immediately gave instructions to the young man who was clearing away the plates and glasses.

Because he felt that if he didn't make a mistake this time, five minutes should be enough for the generous customer to deal with the annoying land gangster.

This is the safest time to go to the scene.

Otherwise, if the smell of blood is released for a while, the guards in the city will rush over to check the situation, and they may even conduct a large-scale search around the area, which will affect their business.

You must know that anyone who comes to this tavern to drink, meet, or engage in secret transactions has a basic foundation and is not clean.

Therefore, they are extremely sensitive to the guards. Once a similar situation occurs, they will not show up for several days in a row until the situation calms down completely.

Without saying a word, the young man known as Hurts immediately put down the rag and tray in his hands, turned around and rushed out of the back door.

It is easy to tell from his agile and skillful movements that this is not the first time he has done such dirty work.

The tavern owner was obviously very relieved about this subordinate. After watching him go out, he continued to greet the guests with a relaxed expression.

But in less than a minute, the young man ran in from the outside in panic with a pale face, and said breathlessly: "Old... boss, I think you'd better take a look for yourself."

"Huh? What happened to make you so nervous?"

A trace of surprise flashed in the bartender's eyes.

After all, even though all of his men are young, they are already accustomed to big scenes.

Especially the young man who was responsible for cleaning up the aftermath, he could even pick up the broken body parts and throw them into a large jar without changing his expression, and then transport them to a deserted place for burial.

Normally, no matter how tragic the scene is, there should not be too severe emotional fluctuations.

"Sorry, I really don't know how to describe it. All those guys were twisted into monsters by some terrible power."

When he said these words, the young man's voice was obviously trembling, and his eyes were full of fear.

Out of curiosity, the tavern owner finally put down what he was doing and walked out of the bar, following the former into a dark alley.

The moment he walked in, he was immediately shocked by the sight before him. He subconsciously opened his mouth wide, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his heartbeat tripled in an instant.

Because at the end of the alley, those guys who often cause trouble can no longer be called humans, but are indescribable monsters covered with thick sores, tentacles, mouths and teeth.

Although the appearance of previous humans can still be vaguely distinguished as a whole, in their bones they are already far different from human beings.

As a well-informed person, the tavern owner has never heard of such a creepy monster appearing in the world, as if it can inspire the deepest fear in his heart.

After a full minute, he recovered from his disbelief, swallowed his saliva, and said without looking back: "Notify the guards and the temple immediately! Let them deal with these monsters! This is not us It can be done.”

"But what about the mysterious guest? These monsters are most likely created by him through some evil magical power. If the guards and the temple intervene, we may not be able to escape the relationship."

The young man warned carefully.

But the tavern owner waved his hand and interrupted: "Don't be stupid.

Do you think you can stay out of it when something like this happens?

The only thing we can do is to get capable people to deal with the situation before it gets to the worst.

Stop talking nonsense and go and do what I tell you.

The other is to have our people spread throughout the city and try to find traces of the mysterious client as soon as possible. "

"Understood."

The young man nodded solemnly, then turned around and ran towards the most majestic temple in the center of the city without saying a word.

Because in the plane of Theros, the relationship between mortals and gods is closer than in any other world.

Therefore, whether it is a city-state or a small town, as long as the population reaches a certain level, tall and majestic temples will inevitably be built to pray for the blessing of a certain god.

Otherwise, you may be destroyed by monsters or gods that suddenly fall from the sky.

In a sense, building a temple of a certain god is equivalent to planting the flag of the other god and exchanging faith for protection.

Other gods and powerful monsters will be afraid of this god and will not dare to attack and destroy the city easily.

After all, in this world, extraordinary power is condensed from the beliefs of mortals.

No god would sit back and watch all of his followers being killed by another god, otherwise they would lose their powerful divine power.

Some powerful city-states will even worship multiple powerful gods to ensure their safety.

As a city-state famous for its powerful warriors, Akros' main belief is the god of forging, Plophons.

Because Mount Verus is a continuous active volcano, the sky here often shows an abnormal red color. It is said that the furnace forged by this god is located in the unknown interior of the mountains.

It is precisely because of this that the city-state has the best blacksmiths and is rich in various exquisite weapons and armors.

In addition, various gladiatorial and sports competitions are often held, attracting countless warriors who are eager for fame, wealth and polishing their martial arts skills to gather here.

However, when there are too many capable warriors, there will inevitably be some bumps and bruises.

Therefore, conflicts caused by quarrels can be seen everywhere in Akros City, and fights are commonplace at the slightest disagreement.

In just a short while, Zuo Si had already witnessed no less than seven or eight fights.

Fortunately, usually when the guards arrive, the two or more parties fighting will immediately stop and disperse.

He had no idea how much trouble he had caused by casually trying to use the tentacle monster created by the black blood of the ancient god, and he was still looking for traces of Elspeth and Ajani everywhere.

Because the prophecy spell shows that they are somewhere in the city right now.

It's just that it was interfered by some mysterious force and could not be accurately positioned.

But fortunately, Zuo Si was prepared and released a batch of small bugs powered by sparkle oil.

I believe it won't take long for the results to be available.

So he didn't seem anxious at all. Instead, he was very interested in appreciating the customs of ancient Greece in the mythical era, and even tasted the local specialties of figs, olives and grapes.

As for the most famous wine…

Ever since he witnessed with his own eyes the farmers in Faerûn whose leg hair is longer and thicker than the hair of many middle-aged people, trampling grapes with a pair of rough and peeling black feet, he completely refused to drink any wine of unknown origin. .

Unless it is the output of the manor under your own name, or it is brewed using an industrial assembly line, otherwise you will start to feel sick and nauseated when you think of that kind of scene.

"Gentle sir, please take a look at these exquisite swords and armors. I guarantee that they are all made by the high-level priests of Purophos, the god of forging. Especially this one-handed sword, which can be released in battle It emits high-temperature flames to burn the enemy, and you only need 1,500 gold coins to possess it."

The vendor in the weapons and armor shop held up a weapon that looked like a Roman legionnaire's dagger and shouted to Zuo Si.

Because he had noticed that this young man, who was obviously not dressed as a local, had spent a "huge sum" of more than five thousand gold coins in the market without blinking an eye.

You must know that Theros space-time does not have extremely rich reserves of precious metals like Faerun.

In particular, the value of gold is much higher than the latter.

A top-notch set of armor blessed with blessings, plus a weapon that can produce magical effects, can be obtained for only about three hundred gold coins.

This is equivalent to half to one-third of the prize money for the winner of a major event.

These equipment can be sold for at least 6,000 or even 10,000 gold coins when brought to Faerun.

From this point, it is not difficult to see that once you ignite the spark and become a planeswalker, you can make a lot of money even if you are a "bad guy", and you don't need to worry about money at all.

Zuo Si took the dagger handed over by the vendor, weighed it in his hand, and with the help of magic vision, he instantly recognized that this thing was a high-end fake.

The so-called Burning Flame is just an enhanced version of the Flame Sword of Faerun. It is sealed in the sword body through the unique divine blessing and forging technology of this world, and there is a limit on the number of times it can be used.

After reaching the upper limit, the entire sword will automatically dissolve.

After discovering the secret, Zuo Si immediately handed the sword back to the vendor and commented with a smile: "This weapon is not even as good as the sample displayed on the counter in the weapons store not far away. It is worth at most two hundred and forty gold coins. If You can only put out something of this quality and I would never waste my time in your stall.”

After saying that, he turned around and made a gesture to continue walking forward.

Seeing this, the merchant hurriedly shouted: "Wait! I have another good thing that you may be interested in."

"Oh? What is it?"

Zuo Si stopped and stared at this insidious and cunning guy.

Through thought perception and memory reading, he already knew that the other party was hiding something, so he deliberately tempted him to reveal it.

But the vendor didn't know that the biggest secret in his heart had been exposed. He carefully opened a locked box with the key hanging around his neck, and carefully took out a translucent silk thread between existence and non-existence. He said in an extremely cautious tone: "This is the hair of the oldest god, Clotis, also known as the thread of fate.

Legend has it that the three demigods in charge of destiny used it to weave the fate of all living creatures in the world and even the gods on the tapestry.

Anyone who gets this thread will get a chance to rewrite their own destiny.

Believe me, it is truly priceless, and only those heroes destined for greatness are qualified to obtain and use its power.

If you're interested, show sincerity. "

After saying that, the merchant raised his head and looked at Zuo Si with tangled and expectant eyes.

Obviously, deep down in his heart, this guy didn't really want to sell this accidentally obtained treasure, but wanted to use it secretly.

But his reason kept warning him that his character and ability were not enough to win the favor of fate, and using it forcefully would only lead to death.

Only selling it and converting it into a huge fortune to enjoy the rest of life is the choice of a smart person.

You must know that fatalism is not an illusory thing in Theros space and time, but is a real thing.

According to the description of some scholars in this world, the so-called destiny is what a person is destined to do.

When people are irresponsible to themselves and indulge, or when they are committed to growing, learning and seizing opportunities, fate will come quietly.

Only through conscious active choice can one become "destined for greatness."

Therefore, the structure of this world is mainly driven by gods and heroes.

Because mortals believe that this is what is destined to happen.

"The thread of fate..."

Zuo Si reached out and gently took the hair between existence and non-existence in his hand, feeling the power of rules contained in it.

As far as he knew, Clotis and her brother Krophix were the oldest known gods on the plane of Theros.

It was these two who gave birth to the next generation of gods, including the sun god Heliod.

Among them, the domain controlled by the former is destiny, while the latter is the controller of time and sky, superior to all gods.

As long as they are willing, they can even strip part of the memory of Purofus, the Forging God, from their brains.

This is one of the reasons why Zuo Si has always been reluctant to come to Theros Space-Time.

The power of idealism in this world is so powerful that there is no logic at all, and rules override all forces.

Especially Crophons, who claims to know everything about everyone who has come to Theros.

If this is true, then the knowledge accumulated in Zuo Si's mind is now known to the other party.

Of course, whether it can be used is another matter.

But even this is quite scary.

After all, there's nothing more disturbing than a "permission dog."

The only good thing is that Zuo Si now has enough ability to turn the table.

So after feeling the power of the thread of fate, he directly took out a fifty kilogram gold brick from his pocket.

Followed by the second, third, fourth, fifth...

After a while, a small mountain of gold was built in front of the merchant. Together, it was enough for one hundred yuan, which was a full five tons in weight.

After the last piece was placed neatly, Zuo Si said, "I think this gold should be enough to prove my sincerity, isn't it?"

"Of course! The thread of fate is now yours."

The merchant nodded desperately as if he had just woken up from a dream, and his whole body was covered with sweat unconsciously.

To be exact, from the moment he took out the tenth gold brick, his heartbeat was already at least three times faster than usual.

When the twenty-fifth piece appeared, the whole person felt as if a hand was pinching his neck and he couldn't breathe.

Just when Zuo Si had just put away the thread of fate, there was a sudden commotion in the distance, followed by a messenger running hard while shouting at the top of his voice: "No! Xenagos's subordinates The monster army is less than five kilometers away from our city. Everyone immediately returned to their residences, and the adult males prepared weapons and armor and waited for recruitment."

"What? An army of monsters! Is that Satyr, who is passionate about pleasure and indulgence, crazy?"

"Yes. Akros is a famous city of warriors. It has the best and most powerful warriors in the world. No matter how many troops he has, he will only end up with an abnormal defeat."

"Damn it! I hate war! Once a war breaks out, business will be gone."

…

While everyone in the entire market was talking or complaining, the messengers had already rushed to the building where the city-state parliament was located.

It didn't take long for him to appear at the emergency meeting and report the situation to the supreme ruler who held the power.

In fact, the satyr planeswalker Xenagos not only attacked Akros, but also launched a full-scale invasion of Meletis and Setesa, two other important city-states in the world.

The former is a famous city of scholars and a city of magic, while the latter is a matriarchal city composed entirely of women, somewhat similar to the legendary Amazon female warrior.

Looking at the city in chaos and the merchants who were busy closing their stalls, Zuo Si stood there and whispered with a playful look on his face: "What do you mean by that sentence? It's better to rush early than to do it cleverly. I really didn't expect that I actually We encountered a war launched by Xenagos in an attempt to become a god. In that case, let’s meet this god of pleasure who is one of the few who is willing to give up his identity as a planeswalker and choose another path.”

After saying that, his whole body instantly turned transparent and disappeared from everyone's sight.

As the monster army approached, this city-state rich in warriors was finally mobilized. Thousands of fully armed warriors began to climb the city walls and towers, and various advanced siege equipment were also ready to go.

You must know that Theros space-time is far from peaceful.

Any city-state that can stand still is more or less ruthless.

After all, the main scope of activities of this world's intelligent civilization is only a small part of the continent at our feet. The rest are all unexplored forests, mountains, swamps and seas.

And in these dangerous wilderness areas, there are all kinds of terrifying monsters that only appear in myths.

They can pose a huge threat to villages and towns at any time.

It is precisely because of this that people place their hopes on heroes, hoping that heroes can turn the tide and create impossible miracles at critical moments.

In about half an hour, a huge army composed entirely of all kinds of monsters that had never been seen before appeared in the eyes of the soldiers of Akros City State.

Especially those dragons that soar in the sky, and those giant beasts on the ground that can cause small-scale earthquakes even if they just move around, making even the bravest and most fearless combatants feel a chill down their spines.

"Damn! What are these? Where did they come from?"

A general stared wide-eyed and couldn't believe what he saw.

Because in his inherent understanding, powerful monsters always walk alone and will never appear in groups like this.

"I think we are in big trouble. Everyone is ready to fight! We must not let these guys rush in and destroy our hometown and home!"

Another army commander also began to raise his voice to encourage morale, trying to help the soldiers drive away their fear.

Unfortunately, it had little effect.

After all, fear comes from the unknown.

Perhaps when facing those familiar monsters, these warriors can still muster the courage to fight to the death.

But facing a group of monsters that I don't understand at all, who knows what incredible magical abilities they all have.

Just when the defenders on the city wall began to become a little shaken, Zuo Si also stood on the top of the city gate tower, looking down at the monsters that were getting closer and closer. He couldn't help but laugh and commented: "It turns out that it is through the ability of the planeswalker. Is it a creature summoned from other time and space or made into a card?

In this way, those gods cannot interfere with it through their own authority.

Xenagos seems to be a little better than I thought.

He is indeed the first lunatic in Theros space and time who dares to challenge the gods as a mortal.

You must know that the current gods are basically conceived between gods and gods, and they are all related by blood.

And as a guy who mainly uses green and red mana, his chaotic tendencies are undoubtedly quite obvious.

I don't get along with guys like that. "

There is no doubt that Xenagos is an extremely special one even among the new generation of planeswalkers who gather together with many strange talents.

This special refers not to his power, but to his character and actions.

If you have to find a creature that you believe in more, it must be the Abyss Demon.

Cold, cruel, evil, ambitious, keen on venting desires and doing crazy things without logic...

It is said that this satyr killed his twin sister when he was in her mother's belly, killed another child when he was very young, and started trying to murder his mother when he was six years old. He was extremely "filial".

The most important thing is that Xenagos longs for absolute freedom without any restrictions, and attempts to use his own godship to tell the world that the gods of this world can be matched and replaced.

Then he used his own death to prove that God can be obliterated.

From then on, the arrogant gods of Theros had no dignity whatsoever.

Elspeth, Ajani, Ashiok, Kiora, anyone in the world who would ignite a spark could replace them, destroy them, humiliate them.

New Phyrexia is even close to completing all the gods in this world.

What's even more ironic is that the one who finally successfully resisted the erosion of the shining oil was the enemy imprisoned and sealed by the gods.

From birth to death, Xenagos arranged a grand performance and curtain call for himself, which also ended the era in which gods held supreme power.

I have to say that his behavior pattern is really very similar to that of the Joker, that is, there is no logic at all, and he never considers the consequences of doing things, even if he is directly against all mortals and gods in the world.

The purpose may just be to have some fun for yourself.

If allowed to continue to grow, this satyr planeswalker would most likely become more dangerous than Nicol Bolas.

After all, the old dragon's behavior is largely predictable.

Just when Zuo Si was hesitating whether to intervene in this matter, the signal receiver placed in his ear suddenly emitted a mechanical and electronic sound without any emotion.

"Master, the two targets you requested to search have been confirmed. They are currently less than fifty meters away from the city wall."

Following the guidance of a mechanical insect, Zuo Si soon saw the figures of Elspeth and Ajani.

Especially the lion-man Ajani, his Furikong soul was activated from the moment he saw it.

Whether it's the thick lion-like hair on the body or the mane around the feline face and neck, they all perfectly fit the aesthetics of a heavy Furry Controller, making people want to reach out and touch it.

In fact, the lion man looks more like an upright lion than a human.

Just when Zuo Sigang was about to touch the invisible magic to say hello, the monster army outside the city wall suddenly stopped, followed closely by a human male with long red hair, horns on his head, and a bare chest on his upper body. A guy with sheep's hooves on his lower body came out from behind.

You don't need to ask to know that he is the summoner and master of these monsters - the planeswalker Xenagos.

I saw this guy holding up a strange-shaped spear staff and shouting in a very loud voice to the soldiers on the city wall: "Poor mortals!

No more needless resistance!

Because you can get nothing but death.

Those arrogant Lord Gods don’t care about your life or death, they only care about their own divine power and authority.

Little do you know that it is your faith that creates the gods, not the other way around.

Come and join me for ultimate orgy and pleasure.

I can prove to you that mortals can also become gods through their own efforts. "

"Shut up! We won't believe your nonsense! The great god of forging, Prophonus, will never abandon his followers! Akros will win!"

A priest couldn't help but stand up and interrupt these "deviant" ridiculous remarks.

Because before Xenagos became a god, only gods in this world could conceive.

Almost all the gods now are descendants of Clotis and Clophonus.

"Oh? Really? Then let's see when your god will appear."

As the last word blurted out, the Satyr Planeswalker suddenly pointed forward with the spear staff in his hand.

moment! A huge lava ball fell from the sky and hit the priest directly.

The latter didn't even have time to scream, and his entire body was completely burned to coke under the high temperature of the lava.

Not only him, but others around him were also implicated.

Xenagos undoubtedly liked the screams of those half-dead people who were burned by the magma. He grinned hysterically and asked, "Where is your god? Why hasn't he appeared yet? You know I have already killed a noble man with my own hands." sacrifices and a large number of believers.”

It's a pity that the soldiers on the city wall were frightened by this sudden purgatory scene, and they all chose to remain silent, not daring to talk at all.

They wondered if ignoring this psycho would lead to the same attacks.

But just because no one paid attention, it didn't mean that Xenagos, who was already excited, would give up his performance.

He stood about two hundred meters away from the city wall and continued his speech: "Admit it, those gods are just a bunch of arrogant and selfish bastards.

They only care about their own strength and power, and never care about your life or death.

Because they have been aloof gods from the moment they were born, and have no idea how difficult it is for weak mortals to survive in this world.

Only when you rise up and stop believing in them and let them fall from their thrones will God understand that it is we who created them, not them who shaped us.

And do you know why no god has stepped forward to stop me yet?

Because they are afraid of me and the powerful magical power I have.

What's even more ridiculous is that at this point, these selfish gods are still fighting among themselves. "

I have to say that Xenagos's words are quite inflammatory.

At least many people have begun to waver in their hearts and have begun to doubt the legitimacy and necessity of belief in gods.

And this is exactly the result he wants, which is to use this war to leverage the base of the gods and break the latter's monopoly on faith and the spiritual world.

But just shaking obviously can't satisfy Xenagos's appetite.

When he noticed that this uneasiness and panic was spreading at an extremely fast speed, he suddenly gave an attack order to the monster army behind him.

"Go! Kill all these guys who refuse to surrender to me! Use blood and death to teach them how to fear me like a god."

The words have not yet been spoken!

The dragon in the sky took the lead in swooping down and spitting out mouthfuls of deadly flames, and the giant beast also began to run and hit the city gates and walls.

Suddenly, several holes opened in the seemingly solid wall of Akros, and the upper part turned into a purgatory under the dragon's flames.

Although many brave warriors and would-be heroes stood up and tried their best to block the gap and kill all the monsters who wantonly destroyed buildings and walls.

Unfortunately, the reason why a hero is called a hero means that he must be blessed by the power of fate.

And they are obviously not the ones chosen by fate.

Therefore, they often turn into mutilated corpses as soon as they rush forward.

Death was so fast and frequent at this time, and the guards guarding the city fell every minute and every second.

At this critical moment, Elspei finally arrived first. He suddenly pulled out the holy sword that had been with him for a long time, jumped up and slashed at the head of a giant siege beast with thunderous force. head.

The next second...

puff!

The sword edge filled with golden light easily tore through the hard skin and muscles, directly pierced the harder bones of the head, and then released energy to destroy the brain.

With a roar, this giant beast that many soldiers didn't know how to deal with fell into a pool of blood and turned into a corpse.

It's not over after one successful blow.

Elspeth quickly locked onto another target and charged forward without hesitation again.

With the blessing of the power of the Holy Sword and the combat skills honed in Mirrodin time and space, she was like a god coming down to earth, bringing a glimmer of hope to the originally desperate city of Akros.

Not to be outdone, Golden Mane Ajani rushed into the monster group with a double-edged shovel and activated Wushuang.

With the addition of the two planeswalkers, the originally shaky direction miraculously stabilized.

Especially when the expectations and beliefs of everyone in the city converge on them, all kinds of incredible things begin to happen frequently.

The probability of arrows and spears flying from a distance suddenly deflecting and grazing close to important locations occurred more than twenty times in less than a minute.

What's even more outrageous is that the sharp instrument passed through the chest, but it didn't touch the heart or arteries and veins at all, and just passed through.

Elspeth threw a healing spell, and Ajani was immediately revived with full health.

You don’t need to ask to know that these so-called “coincidences” come from the power of fate.

Countless people began to believe that the two planeswalkers were the heroes destined to save the city. They naturally acquired the hero and protagonist templates, and could avert any danger they encountered.

Even Zuo Si, who was watching the show in the dark, couldn't help but complain in his heart that this was totally fucking cheating.

Xenagos undoubtedly noticed the performance of Elspeth and Ajani, and immediately frowned.

Because his stage was not prepared for these two uninvited guests.

What's more, the better the other party performs, the more faith it may take away from it.

After a brief moment of thinking, Xenagos decisively joined the battle. Suddenly, a teleportation appeared behind Elspeth, who was the most threatening person, and a scorching and dazzling fire was suddenly released from his hand.

"careful!!!!!!"

Ajani quickly reminded loudly.

Upon hearing this, Elspei immediately activated the power of the holy sword, allowing the sacred positive energy to be introduced into his body. In the end, he successfully withstood most of the damage with this move, but his exposed skin still suffered burns of varying degrees.

She didn't have time to think too much, she immediately activated a healing card, and then stared at the Satyr Planeswalker with a wary expression.

The latter fiddled with his spear staff and asked with a smile: "Are you the guy who has become famous recently? I heard that you joined the Sun God - Heliod?"

"That's right! I want to stop your evil plot!"

Elspeth gave a positive answer without hesitation.

Because her character is such that she hates evil and never hides her inner emotions.

"Stop me? Hahahaha! You have to be able to do that."

Xenagos let out a burst of mocking laughter and turned sideways to glance at the Minotaurs who had rushed into the city to kill, burn, and loot.

These guys are not the peaceful and nature-loving tauren of Azeroth, but a group of bloodthirsty and cruel monsters, closer to the Minotaur in Greek mythology.

Seeing this scene, Elspeth became extremely angry. She brandished her holy sword and rushed forward to kill this demon-like satyr planeswalker.

But the problem is that Xenagos is not a vegetarian. In terms of hard power, he is definitely above Elspeth, so he quickly activates cards one by one to resolve the opponent's onslaught one by one.

Ajani was the first to notice that something was wrong, and immediately released a purification magic to calm down Elspeth, who was in anger and impulsiveness. She grabbed her friend and said, "Don't be fooled! He is deliberately irritating you. I'll leave it to you here." I, you hurry up and clear out the enemies who have rushed into the city."

"Are you sure you can handle it?"

Elspeth asked in an uncertain tone.

Through the fight just now, she had realized that the guy in front of her was different from the new generation planeswalkers she had met before.

Especially the combination of nature and fire magic requires control, killing, and even summoning creatures that are too numerous to count.

The most important thing is that Xenagos' fighting style is very different from normal people. There is no pattern from beginning to end. Every confrontation must be racked and careful, otherwise you will suffer big losses.

"Don't worry, I may not be able to beat him, but it's okay to maintain an unbeaten streak."

Having said that, Ajani stepped forward and took over the important task of fighting against the powerful enemy.

Out of her trust in this brave lion-man, Elspeth didn't even say a word of nonsense. She turned around and rushed into the city to chase down the monsters who were killing people and setting fires everywhere.

It wasn't long before the streets were filled with scores of mutilated corpses.

Among them, the number of people who were beheaded was the most accurate, followed by those who were cut in half or cut in half diagonally. The most unlucky way to die was to be repeatedly chopped several times, and the body and internal organs had already been broken into pieces.

Seeing that his men and summoned creatures were being slaughtered by Elspeth like melons and vegetables, Xenagos was obviously not in a hurry. Instead, he asked the lion-man planeswalker who was on full alert with great interest: "Can you tell me?" Why do you want to work for Heliod? You must know that this guy is the most arrogant and calculating among all the gods. Usually, doing things for him will not end well."

"Hmph! People like you will never understand Elspeth's pursuit of justice and justice. She doesn't care about any gods, she just thinks that serving Heliod can reduce civilian casualties."

Ajani responded with a sneer.

Although he is not as kind as Elspeth, he is still a planeswalker who uses white mana, so he is naturally very disgusted with the chaotic and evil satyr in front of him.

"justice?

Kind?

my God!

I can’t believe there are naive guys like you in the universe.

But it doesn’t matter. There's nothing you can do to stop me anyway.

Even if your friend kills the entire monster army, I'll still get what I want. "

As these words blurted out, a creepy smile appeared on Xenagos's face, and then an unknown spell card was suddenly activated.

In an instant, a strange light curtain enveloped the entire city behind him, and then disappeared within a few seconds.

This undoubtedly aroused Ajani's vigilance.

But when he turned his attention back from the city, he found that Xenagos had disappeared.

Except for those minotaurs and some other ground troops who continued to charge, behemoths like dragons and siege beasts had all disappeared without knowing when.