A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

As we all know, successful tactics are generally divided into two types.

One is to launch a surprise attack and defeat the opponent at lightning speed when the opponent is completely unprepared. To put it bluntly, it is a blitzkrieg.

The other is a long-term consumption, which is to make the opponent as uncomfortable as possible, unable to concentrate on what he wants to do, but forced to endure endless attacks and harassment.

Obviously, Zuo Si used the former when dealing with Ugin, and the latter when dealing with Nicol Bolas.

In the next few days, he teamed up with Nahiri to launch several invasions of Amonkhet in the identity of the spirit dragon Ugin.

Every time they tossed Nicol Bolas, they would immediately choose to retreat without the slightest hesitation.

After a few rounds, the old dragon didn't even rest well. Even when he closed his eyes, he dreamed of them wreaking havoc everywhere in Amonkhet.

In extreme anger, Nicol Bolas directly rushed into Ugin's hometown of Tarkir and killed all the dragons there as revenge.

In his opinion, since Ugin came to his lair to wreak havoc, he would pay back double on the other plane.

At that time, given Ugin's character, he would definitely restrain himself to avoid the complete destruction of the plane of Tarkir.

By grasping each other's weaknesses, a strategic deterrence and balance was formed.

But unfortunately, Nicol Bolas overlooked one point, that is, the "spiritual dragon" he saw was not the real Ugin, but a fake.

This is also the reason why Zosi never had a direct conflict with the old dragon.

If a fight really broke out, his level and fighting habits would definitely be exposed.

As for the life and death of the plane of Tarkir...

Sorry, Zosi doesn't care.

Similarly, Nahiri chose to ignore Ugin without hesitation after learning his true identity.

After all, she was deceived into sealing the three Eldrazi titans in her hometown, which brought huge hidden dangers to the plane of Zendikar.

As a result, when the seal was loosened and help was needed, neither Ugin nor Sorin Markov lent a hand at the critical moment.

Especially the latter, who imprisoned her in the cellar for a thousand years, and she was almost turned into a complete madman by the influence of the demons sealed in it.

With Zuo Si's constant use of mental, suggestive, hypnotic and other means, as well as the catalysis of the will of the Baator Hell Plane, the Lithomancer Nahiri has begun to deviate towards the lawful evil camp in great strides, and even began to enjoy the pleasure brought by oppression, slavery and tyranny.

A large number of mortal souls plundered from the Amonkhet time and space were all sent to the ninth level by her to be squeezed into energy for her own enjoyment.

Through this method of fighting to support war, the originally prosperous Amonkhet time and space has long been turned into a complete purgatory on earth.

The script written by Nicol Bolas himself has long been unrecognizable under Zuo Si's mixing.

However, there is a bottom line that has never been crossed, that is, not to touch the legion of immortals hidden deep underground.

Because Zuo Si knew that this legion was used to capture the new generation of planeswalkers.

If someone destroyed it, the old dragon would go crazy, and the whole situation would go out of control.

But all he wanted was to distract the other party a little.

In this way, the two sides started a game around the two planes of Amonkhet and Tarkir.

Whenever Zosi and Nahiri entered the plane of Amonkhet to create chaos and destruction, Nicol Bolas would go to the plane of Tarkir to kill people wantonly, and thought that he made Ugin pay the price.

"I think if Ugin knew what his hometown has become now, he would hate you to death."

Standing at the edge of a tribal camp that had just been razed to the ground by terrifying magic, Nahiri bent down to pick up a fallen magic sword, pursed her lips and showed a gloating smile.

Zuo Si responded nonchalantly, "No, I think he would hate me even if he didn't see these. After all, I not only took his name, but also threw his soul to Jingitaxa as a guinea pig for research and experiments."

"So you knew from the beginning that Ugin was not a good guy?"

Nahiri raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"That's right.

Because of Nicol Bolas, I don't think that the only other Elder Dragon Planeswalker would be a good thing.

Also, don't you think Ugin's attitude towards the Eldrazi is too suspicious?

A lot of research on the Eldrazi has far exceeded the depth that an observer can reach.

If it were me, I wouldn't believe his obviously lies."

Zuo Si very straightforwardly stated the reason why he was wary and hostile to Ugin.

"Damn it! Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Nahiri complained unhappily.

Zuo Si spread his hands helplessly: "How can I tell you?

You have to know that all this was just speculation at the time, without any substantial evidence.

Besides, you are not a person who is suitable for keeping secrets.

But fortunately, it is not too late to know now."

"Where is Wu Jin's soul imprisoned? I want to find him and ask him clearly now."

Nahiri's face looked full of anger, and she was obviously unwilling to be used in vain for so many years.

"Don't worry, I will take you to see him after I capture the Eternal Sun. Before that, we must continue to attract Nicol Bolas's attention."

Zuo Si neither refused nor agreed immediately, but adopted delaying tactics.

He didn't want the gravel warlock next to him to cause any trouble at this critical moment.

Don't think that Nahiri is a rational person.

When she went crazy, she didn't care about the consequences at all, she just wanted to have fun.

"Okay. So what are your plans next? Do you want to keep harassing Amonkhet like this? You must know that there are no decent cities in this time and space for us to plunder and destroy."

There was a trace of regret and reluctance in Nahiri's tone.

After all, she has tasted the benefits of robbing souls, and can easily harvest hundreds of thousands or even millions of souls every time.

And these souls will become excellent nutrients to replenish the mana pool and strengthen one's own strength.

People who have never tasted the taste of soul energy will never understand how fascinating and addictive that wonderful taste is.

The Lithomancer was completely defeated after just a few attempts.

"When the city is gone, we will attack the villages and trial grounds. In short, we cannot let Nico Bolas idle. Only when my people find the location of the Eternal Sun can this farce be truly ended."

After that, Zuo Si directly activated the Planeswalker Spark and left the time and space of Tarkir with Nahiri.

…

At the same time, far away in Sandra time and space.

The red demon judge Wabas is leading his army to search the entire world.

Especially those areas where the detector disappears after entering.

In just a few days, he had already become physically involved with the local indigenous people.

In particular, the Slivers, with their infinite ability to adapt and evolve, are simply more difficult to deal with than anything they have encountered before.

Because the genes of this thing are fundamentally unstable, even the adult body will mutate due to external stimulation.

There is a high probability that this mutation will give birth to something that can restrain the current enemy's attack method, which will directly lead to one attack method being completely immune to the entire sliver group.

Therefore, when eradicating the slivers, we must be quick, steady, and accurate. We must not leave any chance for them to mutate. Instead, they must be eliminated at once.

Otherwise, the slivers in the area will become more and more accustomed to the fighting style of an army.

The Slivers currently fighting against the red faction's New Phyrexia creations have obviously strengthened their armor and magic resistance, and many powerful weapons are like scratching an itch on these monsters.

Only those large-caliber things can really kill.

What's even more outrageous is that some slivers have evolved resistance to shimmering oil.

Yes, you read that right, it’s Glitter Oil Resistance.

Although it cannot be 100% immune to the infection of shining oil, it is more difficult to be completely destroyed than most ordinary creatures.

Some people can even persist for several days after being infected by shimmering oil, even dead bodies are no exception.

Since the red faction is not engaged in scientific research, no one knows why this is happening and can only send the samples back to the central laboratory for research.

"How, how long will it take for us to clear this area?"

Wabas asked as he stared at the dense red dots on the electronic map.

The subordinate hurriedly replied: "At least sixteen hours, your distinguished Demon Judge."

"too long!

We have wasted hundreds of hours in this time and space.

So far, I have not been able to find any clues related to the Eternal Sacred Sun.

This will only make our weakness and incompetence visible to the great Father of New Phyrexia.

No matter what, give me ten hours to capture this place and complete the investigation.

No matter what kind of secrets this world hides, I have to find an accurate answer within three days. "

There was strong dissatisfaction in Wabasi's tone.

As the leader of the red faction, he is not the kind of person who takes things step by step. Instead, he is more impatient and eager to achieve his goals quickly than any other magic judge.

"But...but ten hours is too short, and there are so many slivers here. It is unrealistic to completely clean them up in a short time." The subordinate reminded carefully.

Just when Wabas was about to get angry, a light spot representing his side on the electronic map suddenly began to become bright and dazzling.

Out of his subconscious first reaction, he immediately asked: "What's going on? What happened?"

The New Phyrexia creature responsible for controlling the map immediately connected to the frontline communicator, and then an emotionless voice came from the speaker.

"This is Area B-3275.

Report, we have discovered something that exudes amazing power.

It is in the shape of a regular octagon with a glowing triangle in the middle, and its surface is covered with exquisite patterns.

The Eternal Sun that the father of the great New Phyrexia is suspected to be looking for. "

"What? The Eternal Holy Sun!"

Wabas raised his head and stared at the projected image on the screen.

Because the retinas of all New Phyrexia creations are connected to their electronic storage.

So everything they see is stored and sent back in the form of a data link when needed.

So the picture on the big screen at this moment is what the frontline cannon fodder saw with his own eyes.

It must be said that as a super artifact made of ancient planeswalker sparks, the Immortal Sun will definitely shock anyone who sees it.

Especially the core part, which is like a black hole constantly releasing certain frequency fluctuations, firmly grasping the surrounding space.

In front of it, the connection between any planeswalker spark and the dark void will be cut off, making it impossible to travel across time and space.

"Unbelievable! Nicol Bolas actually used the Sliver to protect the Immortal Sun!"

It took Wabas only a few seconds to realize that this was definitely the work of the old dragon.

Because in the entire multiverse, there are only a few planeswalkers who can make the Sliver obey them.

And Nicol Bolas is definitely one of them.

With his powerful mental magic, let alone controlling a group of Slivers, it is not difficult to brainwash all the Slivers on the entire planet into his loyal believers.

After all, this guy's strongest record is to successfully brainwash the gods.

Just as Wabas was secretly lamenting that this happiness came too suddenly, several sliver demons suddenly rushed out of the cave, carrying the Eternal Holy Sun and running into the intricate underground maze.

"Chase! Never let the Eternal Holy Sun leave my sight!"

Wabas issued an order to all his men present.

Instantly!

The endless red faction army immediately launched an attack on the enemy blocking the front like a tide, as if it had been injected with chicken blood.

For a moment, the explosions, screams and red flames intertwined to form a heroic picture.

Almost every minute and every second, someone would fall on the road ahead.

The sliver demons were not to be outdone, waving their limbs that were harder and sharper than metal to fight with the new Phyrexian creations, without any intention of retreating at all.

In just a few minutes, thousands of new Phyrexian creations were torn and dismembered, and the scorching oil and scattered debris almost blocked the underground tunnels, which were not very spacious to begin with.

The Eternal Sun quickly disappeared at the end of the maze-like passage under the strict defense of the army of sliver demons.

"No!!!!!!!"

Watching the most important thing of this trip disappear from his sight, Wabasi's anger immediately broke through the sky. He pushed away the adjutant beside him and started the jet engine to rush to the scene at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

With a loud bang, he directly smashed everything that blocked his way forward.

Among them were both new Phyrexian creations and a large number of sliver demons.

"Back off! Intruders! This is not the place for you to come!"

A sliver demon nest master issued a warning in his eyes.

But who is Wabasi? How could he take the enemy's words to heart? He jumped up and rushed forward, waving his upper limbs and slashing down fiercely: "Get out of the way! Don't get in my way!"

"Kill him!!!"

The nest master gave his men an attack order almost at the same time.

In less than 0.001 seconds, the two terrible monsters collided with each other.

Although they have been in a closed environment for a long time and have little contact with the outside world, the slivers of Shandra are not weak.

Especially the unique humanoid slivers, which are outstanding in both intelligence and combat power.

And they evolve much faster than the insect-shaped slivers.

After just a few battles, they learned to use various energy weapons and magic weapons produced by New Phyrexia that fell on the ground.

But unfortunately, no matter how powerful these slivers are, they are just ordinary things in the end.

And Wabas has long been out of this category.

When his oil engine started to run at full speed, the whole person was like a Flash with super speed, and most people couldn't even see his afterimage.

After a while, all the slivers present were smashed and torn alive by Wabas, and not even a complete body was left.

After dealing with these troublesome guys, he immediately released tens of thousands of detectors to search the underground maze dug by the slivers.

Along the way, he even found eggs that had been laid but not yet hatched.

Wabasi directly asked his men to pack and send it to Jinjitasha, the leader of the blue faction, as a gift.

After all, this person holds the power of logistics and technology research and development.

Wabasi also hopes that the other party can give him more weapons and equipment.

Just as he was searching for the Immortal Sun in private, at the deepest part of the underground maze-like webway, Nicol Bolas's top lackey, Tezzeret, finally received an alarm from the Sliver.

"Oh no! There are intruders! The artifact we kept was discovered!"

"What? Say it again, I didn't hear it clearly just now."

Tezzeret, who was still doing experiments in the last second, turned pale in the next second.

You know, the reason why he chose to stay in the Shandra time and space is that it is relatively claustrophobic here, and it is basically unlikely that a planeswalker will visit.

For the same reason, Nicol Bolas placed the Immortal Sun in this time and space for the same purpose.

In addition, there is such a powerful weapon as the Sliver, so it should be foolproof no matter how you look at it.

Tezzeret simply couldn't imagine what in this world could push back a Scourge candidate like the Sliver.

"It's the invaders! Their leader broke through our last line of defense."

After saying this, the Sliver no longer paid attention to the other party and ran straight in the direction of the main force.

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Tezzeret didn't care about dealing with the mess on his hands, and immediately rushed out to figure out the situation.

Coincidentally, he ran into Wabasi.

As a genius artificer, he recognized the other party almost at first sight. He stood there in a daze for a long time, and finally slowly uttered the disaster that once made the multiverse tremble: "New Phyrexia?!"

"Yes. Nice to meet you, Tezzeret. My name is Wabasi, and I am the Judge of the Red Faction."

Wabasi also recognized this planeswalker under Nicol Bolas, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.

If he had doubts about whether the thing he just saw was the Immortal Sun before, now he is 100% sure.

Because wherever Tezzeret appears, it must be closely related to the old dragon's plan.

Moreover, before embracing the new Shuoyou, this guy had secretly cooperated with many high-level officials of New Phyrexia.

"How did you appear here? This place is clearly..."

Tezzeret opened his mouth in surprise, and even stuttered a little when speaking.

As someone who had carefully investigated and studied Shuoyou and New Phyrexia's creations, he obviously knew very well that there was only one prerequisite to restrict the latter from launching the script of invading the entire multiverse, that is, to teleport across time and space like a planeswalker.

If even this point was obtained by the other party, it would not take long for the crazy Elenon to start the plan of unifying all worlds.

"This place is clearly imprisoned by the Eternal Sun, and even the spark of the planeswalker is invalid because of this, right?"

Wabas sneered and exposed the other party's little thoughts.

From the smugness that flashed across his face, it is not difficult to see that he is obviously very satisfied with the plan to seize the seeds of the World Tree and return to transform it into a cave tree.

Because of this thing, New Phyrexia can fight wherever it wants, without being restricted by external factors at all.

The only drawback is that the branches of the cave tree are limited, and it can only connect to some valuable time and space with special resources.

"How do you know this? Also, what is your purpose in seizing the Immortal Sun? Aren't you afraid of the great elder dragon planeswalker Nicol Bolas's divine punishment?"

Tezzeret, who had been brainwashed and had forgotten too many memories, was indeed a good dog, and immediately began to think about the problem from Nicol Bolas's perspective.

Wabas sneered and replied: "Sorry, I don't have time to explain so much to you. As for Nicol Bolas, he is far inferior to the great father of New Phyrexia, and there is no need to be afraid of him."

"So we are enemies?"

Realizing that the other party was not friendly, the only thing Tezzeret could do was to activate his planeswalker card to enter combat mode.

"Humph! Overestimate your own ability. Do you think you can hurt me with your ridiculous sparks?"

The engine on Wabas' body instantly emitted a dazzling red flame, and then the whole person disappeared on the spot.

No!

To be precise, it was because the speed was too fast, so that the nerves didn't have time to react.

Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The red judge directly hit the opponent's defense built with spells and gods.

Especially the shield flashing with dazzling golden light, which absorbed almost all the kinetic energy.

However, after this attack, Tezzeret did not stay where he was, but began to retreat at a very fast speed, summoning various constructs as cannon fodder to delay the opponent's speed.

Compared with fighting, it is obviously more important to ensure that the Immortal Sun is still in his hands.

Otherwise, once this thing is lost, Nicol Bolas will probably skin him directly.

As the saying goes, choose the lesser of two evils.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Wabas followed closely behind.

The two of them fought and moved in the underground maze, and soon they encountered the sliver demon team protecting the Immortal Sun at the end of the passage.

At the moment, these slivers were trying to dig a way out directly in the tunnel.

The new Phyrexian creatures that were coming from the rear had already locked onto their position, and the two sides were engaged in a fierce close combat.

Because the passage was too narrow and the advantage in numbers could not be brought into play, the slivers actually divided their forces to block the enemies that were pouring in like a tide.

"Hahahaha! Good! Great! I'm finally going to complete the task assigned by the great father of New Phyrexia."

Wabas laughed out loud upon seeing this, and took the lead to start the oil engine and rushed up.

The deafening explosion of the air was endless.

Wherever he passed, the slivers seemed to be hit by a huge force, and they flew into the air in a minute and turned into flying flesh and blood.

"No!!!! I will never hand over the Immortal Sun to you!"

With a face thinking of the cruel punishment that might be faced after failure, Tezzeret also risked his life to protect the Immortal Sun.

Although in terms of comprehensive strength, the Red Judge can definitely easily crush Tezzeret.

But the problem is that Tezzeret is an artificer, and many of the artifacts he controls have powerful and incredible powers.

Some of them are good things left over from unknown civilizations in ancient times.

So the two of them actually fought evenly in a short period of time.

"Go to hell!

Nicol Bolas's lackey!

Your master will never win this war!

His only end was to become a pathetic failure before the great father of New Phyrexia.

Now, feel the scorching heat that the oil can release! "

As the last word blurted out, slender tubes suddenly stood up in Ubas's chest, and then began to spray atomized shimmering oil into the air.

In just a few seconds, hundreds of meters around him were filled with the color of grease.

At the same time, those slivers who needed to breathe began to cough violently.

Before anyone else could realize what they were trying to do, a ball of flame suddenly shot out from Ubas's fingertips, followed by white light that swept through everything around him.

The violent explosion directly lifted the land and rock formations above them into the air, and countless slivers and New Phyrexia creations disappeared in the explosion and fire.

The terrifying power is comparable to a small tactical nuclear weapon.

Obviously, this is the biggest feature of the red faction in New Phyrexia, which is to use shimmer oil as a fuel.

Moreover, the sparkling oil spray used by the Red Demon Judge is actually a super-enhanced version with added ingredients.

Its flame temperature can reach a level close to that of the sun under the influence of magic.

Even soil, rock and steel melt and evaporate under the high temperatures.

When everything calmed down, there was nothing that could be called "alive" except Wabas.

Just when he was about to pick up the Eternal Sacred Sun, which was not damaged in the flames, a hand suddenly stretched out from the crack in space, grabbed it first, and then tried to escape.

Maybe it was because it was too sudden and too fast. In short, the Red Demon Judge had no time to stop it and could only watch the mission target disappear in front of him.

"Tezzeret!!!!!"

Wabas roared out the other person's name.

Because he can use this level of space control, only he, as a planeswalker, can do it.

"Sorry, I won this time."

Tezzeret's proud voice came out from the rift in space, with naked and undisguised sarcasm in his tone.

But in the next second, his voice suddenly turned into a painful wail.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!! What the hell is this? Hand! My hand!"

The sudden change stunned the red demon judge for a moment, and then he saw a huge figure emerging from the crack. It was Zuo Si himself disguised as the spiritual dragon Wujin.

The reason why he appeared so quickly was thanks to New Phyrexia's increasingly mature and fast information transmission technology.

From the moment the Eternal Sacred Sun was discovered, he immediately received a report from his subordinates, so he rushed to the scene immediately after handling other matters.

Feeling the incredible power of the Eternal Sacred Sun, Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said meaningfully: "Not bad! It is finally mine now."

"Wu... Wujin? Why are you here?"

Tezzeret, half of his body sealed by the rock, jumped out of his hiding place, his eyes full of horror.

Because he had just received news that the dangerous elder dragon planeswalker in front of him was causing trouble in Amonkhet, how could he suddenly change direction.

Could it be that Ugin has reached a cooperation agreement with New Phyrexia?

Or is there a traitor within?

No matter which one is true, the consequences will be quite serious.

As Tezzeret racked his brains to come up with a solution, the space around him began to vibrate violently.

The next second...

Another slender golden dragon tore through the dark space and descended.

He was none other than Nicol Bolas, who had been being played like a monkey recently.

"Put down the Eternal Sacred Sun! Wujin! Otherwise, I swear that I will completely destroy Tarkir!" The old dragon threatened fiercely.

Zuo Si played with the Eternal Sacred Sun in his hand and mocked: "Destroy Tarkir?

What does that have to do with me.

You don’t think I really have any feelings for that time and space, do you?

Stop it!

You should know that those ants are worthless in my eyes.

And as long as I take away the Eternal Sacred Sun, it will shatter your plan and leave you with nothing to do.

All your ambitions and conspiracies will disappear with the disappearance of this artifact and will be unable to assist actual actions. "

"You want to follow Azor's example and directly trap yourself in a certain time and space with the Eternal Sacred Sun?"

Nicol Bolas was visibly enraged.

In his opinion, this was a typical act of harming others, and it was purely disgusting for him.

You must know that the reason why he longs to restore the spark of the ancient planeswalker is because his body is aging uncontrollably.

But Wu Jin achieved immortality in the true sense because he reshaped his body through spiritual energy.

This also means that if the other party takes the Eternal Sacred Sun to find a time and space Izou, there is a high probability that he will not be able to find it, or he will not dare to look for it.

Because no one knows if it's a trap or not.

As long as it continues to be consumed, Nicol Bolas's body will gradually age and lose its strength.

When both forces cross a certain critical point, Ugin will gain the upper hand.

"Haha, who knows what will happen in the future. Anyway, the Eternal Sacred Sun is in my hands now. All your plans must be shelved before I get it."

As the last word came out, Zuo Si directly released his unique spark characteristics, integrating the entire Eternal Sun into his body bit by bit.

Because the essence of this thing is a spark of an ancient planeswalker.

Nicol Bolas's face became more and more ugly when he saw this.

He didn't know that his good brother had such an ability before, and even thought of the relationship between Ugin and Azor, and the secrets that the Eternal Sun might hide.

You know, after seizing the Eternal Sun, he fell into hibernation because of excessive consumption in the battle, and he didn't have the time to study what this thing is, and how it can make the planeswalker's spark ineffective.

But now, the cooked duck has flown away.

"Master... Master! Help me! I can't move!"

Tezzeret obviously didn't know how to read the face, and struggled to move his body to the old dragon to ask for help.

"Get lost! You useless piece of shit! You can't even guard something! What use do I have for you?"

As he spoke, the furious Nicol Bolas raised his claws and was about to tear the poor guy apart.

But Nahiri suddenly attacked, using gravel magic to wrap him up from head to toe and turn him into a huge prismatic rock.

Crash!

The old dragon's claws failed to pierce the hard rock, leaving only a few deep scratches on it.

"Even you dare to disobey me?"

Nicol Bolas roared at Nahiri, and terrifying power began to gushed out from the sparks in his body.

Energy!

Huge energy!

Energy that cannot be described in words!

The most primitive, disordered, and violent energy from the Dark Void!

Nahiri felt her scalp tingling, and immediately hid behind Zuo Si, with horror in her eyes.

Although she had known that Nicol Bolas was the strongest planeswalker, she had never seen him go all out.

But at this moment, she finally understood why Zuo Si was so cautious whenever he mentioned his name.

"Calm down, my dear brother. Are you so angry because of this little failure?

You have killed me twice, but you are still standing here.

Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is that you cannot get out of the shadow of failure.

Now that the Immortal Sun is in my hands, how about we make a deal?"

Zuo Si pursed his lips and soothed the old dragon's irritable mood while guiding the topic.

"Deal?"

Nicol Bolas narrowed his eyes and showed a vigilant look.

For some reason, since the invasion of Amonkhet, he always felt that Wu Jin in front of him seemed a little different from before.

But he couldn't tell exactly how different he was.

After all, the elder dragon could not be disguised by transformation magic, and there was nothing wrong with the magic flowing in his name.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, deal.

Now everyone knows that you are going to launch the War of the Spark on the Ravnica plane so that you can restore the power of the ancient planeswalkers.

Anyone who dares to stand in your way will be crushed without mercy.

In this case, why don't we have a fair bet.

For example, give Ravnica enough time to prepare, and then have a fair duel.

If you win, you can naturally realize your long-cherished wish.

But if we win, you will lose everything you have now."

"You mean... set a date for the decisive battle, and then exchange the Immortal Sun for me on that day?"

Nicol Bolas instantly understood the meaning behind the words, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because he never expected that things would develop to this point in the end.

"That's right.

Because we can't fight a protracted tug-of-war with you forever.

So a decisive battle with full preparation is the best choice.

As for the Immortal Sun, I will keep it for you for a while.

When the time is right and the day of the decisive battle comes, it will naturally be returned to you in some way.

How about it, are you willing to accept this condition?"

Zuo Si imitated Wu Jin's tone and movements to invite the old dragon who was close at hand.

Nico Bolas lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and soon responded with a sneer: "Although I don't quite know what you are doing, if it is a bet, I don't think there is any reason not to accept it. After all, even if you are fully prepared, you can't win this war."

"In that case, then we have reached an agreement. During this period, I don't want any more wars or conflicts, okay?"

Zuo Si calmly proposed an additional condition.

"Okay! Let's call a truce from now on! But remember, I don't have the patience to wait too long."

After saying that, Nicol Bolas cast an unknown magic spell, causing the rock wrapped around Tezzeret to disintegrate, and pulled this useless subordinate out from a pile of rubble.

"Believe me, it won't be too long, no more than twenty years at most. For elder dragons like you and me, twenty years is just a trivial rest in life."

After saying this, Zuo Si, who maintained the form of the spirit dragon Ugin, spread his wings and took Nahiri away from this time and space. He didn't say a word to his red demon judge Wabasi, nor did he make any eye contact. It was just like a stranger he didn't know.

Wabas was obviously an acting talent. He showed his disappointment, pain and anger for not being able to snatch the Immortal Sun on his face. Then he returned to Mirrodin through the Cave Tree in a distraught manner.

Only Nicol Bolas did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he stood there and watched the retreat of the New Phyrexian Army.

After several minutes, he asked without turning his head: "Shane VII! I don't care what method you use, find Soth within ten days and let him come to see me."

"Understood!"

Shane VII's figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, and he bowed elegantly with one hand on his chest.

He was obviously very smart. He didn't ask why he was asked to do this, but just agreed silently.

Because he had too many land cards that overlapped with Zuo Si.

For an ancient planeswalker like Nicol Bolas, just a little sense of the energy of the surrounding environment can roughly confirm the connected time and space.