A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

“Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

No!

You can't squeeze any more secrets out of my soul!

I will never give in!

I will fight to the end with all my strength!

All your ambitions and plans will be completely wiped out in War of the Spark!

Nicol Bolas will tear you apart! "

Accompanied by the roar of the spirit dragon Wujin, which was full of pain and despair, the originally peaceful lake of meditation was now completely boiling, and from time to time there would be huge waves.

The lake, which was entirely composed of spirit and soul, seemed to be sentient and aware of his current situation.

There is no doubt that this reveals to some extent the inseparable connection between the soul of the Elder Dragon and the state of meditation.

Especially when Wu Jin's soul could no longer deliberately control and hide under the continuous torture, these unknown secrets were finally completely exposed.

Zuo Si was holding the soul gem at the moment, with a creepy smile on his face, and joked in a slightly playful tone: "Dear Wu Jin, being stubborn is the most meaningless thing in the world.

Because just in the past few dozen hours, you have revealed too much information to me about the Elder Dragon and the Meditation Realm.

While most of them are disorganized and filled with chaos, they are enough for me.

Haven't you discovered it yet?

I am gradually replacing you as the master of meditation.

In other words, part of the characteristics of my soul are transforming in the direction of the elder dragon.

It won't be long before you and I become truly kindred spirits.

No, to be precise, it should surpass you and become the existence closest to the Dragon of the Beginning. "

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si suddenly raised his hand and made a downward movement.

moment!

The originally boiling meditation lake completely calmed down and returned to its previous state of being as calm as a mirror.

Even though Wujin's soul was still roaring in pain and despair, it didn't have the slightest impact.

You don't need to ask to know that this means that Zuo Si's authority in the meditation realm has surpassed that of him and Nicol Bolas, becoming the supreme master of this most special time and space.

At this moment, he could not only clearly feel all the thoughts in the mind of Ugin who was close at hand, but also vaguely sense what Nicol Bolas was thinking and doing far away.

No wonder the final War of the Spark ended with the latter's defeat.

In this state of complete one-way transparency of information and planning, as long as the strength gap between the two sides is not so large that it is completely irreparable, the situation can be reversed through a series of targeted strategies and arrangements.

What's more, in the original War of the Spark, Nicol Bolas always believed that he had killed his brother, and there was no way Ugin would jump out and interfere with the entire plan.

Coupled with his extremely arrogant character, it is not surprising that he got a failed result.

Even the unrivaled power of the most powerful Elder Dragon Planeswalker was of no avail.

"You're dreaming!

As long as there is an elder dragon alive, you will never become the true master of the meditation realm.

This space belongs to us!

You are just a despicable thief and usurper!

It won't be long before you pay the price for your ambition and blasphemy! "

Wujin screamed crazily to slow down the tremendous pain that his soul was suffering from being constantly twisted and squeezed.

It is easy to see from the hysterical state that he did not expect that the other party could produce such a treasure that could directly affect the soul.

In particular, Zuo Si himself is still a member of the great devil, and has long obtained countless knowledge and mysteries about the soul with the blessing of the will of the hell plane of Bator.

Therefore, the power exerted by the soul gem in his hands is simply not comparable to that of a person like Thanos who does not even know the essence of the soul.

At this moment, he can even create a soul from scratch, instead of just squeezing the existing soul into energy and then transforming it into a new soul.

"Thief?

Usurper?

Haha, it turns out that deep down in your heart, like Nicol Bolas, you don't take other races except the elder dragons seriously, right?

In your eyes, you are inherently superior to others, representing a certain will from the endless dark void.

The rest of the races and even the gods are nothing more than inferior creations born out of chaos and disorder.

They have no meaning of existence. Whether they are born or destroyed, they are just an internal cycle of the multiverse.

They come from the dark void, and naturally they will return to the dark void.

Perhaps the only difference is the length of time.

But the elder dragons, especially elder dragon planeswalkers like you and Nicol Bolas, are immortal.

Even if thousands of time spaces and universes all disappear, the meditation state will always be your final destination.

Because this is the last remnant left behind after the Dragon of the Beginning, which was the embodiment of a certain will in the dark void, completely disappeared.

It turns out that this is the secret you have always wanted to hide!

The state of meditation is the Dragon of the Beginning!

This is the starting point of all time in the entire multiverse, and it will also be the end of all time. "

Zuo Si chuckled and told the biggest secret about the elder dragon and the meditation state at his feet. At the same time, he also revealed the true face of the spiritual dragon Wujin under the disguise of a wise man.

Now he finally understood why the other party was so obsessed with the Eldrazi Titans.

Even when the new generation of planeswalkers successfully killed two Eldrazi Titans, they were still furious.

It turned out that in Wu Jin's eyes, the destruction of a few time and space and the extinction of hundreds of millions of lives were not as important as the Eldrazi Titans as the scavengers of the multiverse.

After all, the former were just some insignificant ants and dust, and sooner or later they would return to the Dark Void.

The Eldrazi just shortened this process and brought it forward.

And when these energies return to the Dark Void, they can also maintain the balance of the entire multiverse well, preventing the original energy and matter in the Dark Void from being consumed too much in the continuous generation of new time and space and new universes, causing the entire system to collapse.

Facts have proved that no matter how cruel and terrible things are on the moral level, as long as they rise to a certain height, or if the perspective is more grand, people will feel insignificant and insignificant.

It seems that the life and death of an individual, the destruction of a country, and the demise of civilization are just a drop of water in the long river of time, with no value or meaning.

All struggles, efforts, attempts, and changes are in vain, and cannot reverse the final result that has already been determined.

And this is the source of the birth of the nihilistic philosophy.

As elder dragon planeswalkers, both Ugin and Nicol Bolas have this common problem.

Because for the extraordinary beings with eternal life, the life span of mortals of just a few decades or even hundreds of years is like humans looking at ants that can only live for a few months.

Then do humans think that the short and busy life of ants has any meaning?

The answer is obviously no.

So the immortal extraordinary life will not think that the life of mortals has any meaning.

Only when they die, the souls that are left with the same immortal characteristics will become meaningful and valuable.

If Zuo Si had not slowly climbed up from an insignificant mortal, he might have inevitably contracted similar problems.

But fortunately, the memories of his mortal life have long been completely integrated with the part that shapes his personality and cognitive style.

So he could keenly perceive this kind of arrogance and try to avoid it from affecting his cognition and judgment.

"Humph!

Even if you know, what can you do?

We are the direct bloodline of the Primordial Dragon!

We are the only bridge connecting the multiverse and the dark void!

A lowly creature like you still wants to usurp the legacy left by the Primordial Dragon to the Elder Dragon?

It's just wishful thinking!

The will that remains in the meditation state will never recognize you!

It will only constantly remind you that you are a shameful thief and robber!"

Wu Jin grinned and let out a hysterical and hideous roar.

It can be seen that his reason is on the verge of collapse at any time after long-term torture and oppression.

But the characteristics of the Elder Dragon's soul make it never really collapse.

So under the pain and despair that cannot be described in words, his personality and thinking are constantly becoming distorted and morbid under extreme emotions, filled with strong anger and hatred.

And this is exactly what Zuo Si wants to get.

He wants to dye Wu Jin's soul with the crimson color that symbolizes evil.

In this way, the power of the evil heart can be released to completely devour and transform it.

"Haha, usurp the legacy left to you by the primordial dragon?

You underestimate my ambition.

Now that I know these secrets, what I want is not just to control the meditation realm.

I will use the power of the ancient planeswalker's spark, as well as the sparks and souls of you and Nicol Bolas, to completely merge myself with the meditation realm, and then transform into an existence like the primordial dragon.

By then, I will transcend everything and become the beginning and end of all things."

When saying this, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a terrifying light, obviously because he was extremely excited about discovering the true secret of the elder dragon.

Now he finally understood why the meditation realm was so important to the elder dragon.

So much so that Wu Jin and Nicol Bolas were doing their best to fight for control of it.

The latter gave up his body and reshaped himself with the water of the meditation lake, and the other put the soul gem obtained after killing the other as a trophy between his two horns.

As for the other surviving elder dragons, they probably knew they couldn't beat the planeswalker brothers, so they gave up the fight and chose to lie down.

"What? Merge with the Meditation Realm and become the Primordial Dragon!"

Wu Jin was obviously shocked by the incredible degree of this statement.

You know, this is something that even the ambitious Nicol Bolas dare not think of.

But Zuo Si asked calmly: "Why not?

The Meditation Realm has all the information left by the Primordial Dragon.

Even the souls of all the elder dragons will return here after their death.

When those defeated Primordial Dragons died, 99% of the incomplete and broken elder dragon souls had actually gathered here.

Although they do not have the eternal and immortal characteristics of the complete elder dragon souls, and even their self-consciousness has been washed away by time, they are integrated with the entire Meditation Realm.

The huge Meditation Lake is the best proof.

It's a pity that neither you nor Nicol Bolas really realized what this meant.

Or in your cognition, this is just a matter of course, and it is not worth thinking deeply about it.

But I am different. I am not a member of the Elder Dragons, so it is easy to make some reasonable inferences based on the information at hand.

Since the Elder Dragons were created by the Primordial Dragons, and the Meditation Realm is the remnant of the Primordial Dragons when they disappeared after giving birth to the Elder Dragons, does it mean that the power of the Primordial Dragons can be resurrected or even seized by reversing this process?

Especially you and Nicol Bolas, the only two Elder Dragon Planeswalkers, obviously carry the most and most precious parts.

I have reason to believe that when we win the War of the Spark and restore the power of the Ancient Planeswalkers, and then merge your souls into the Meditation Lake, I can restore the power of the Primordial Dragon to a large extent.

At least part of it.

Combined with my own will and strength, it is not impossible to transform into a Primordial Dragon.

Of course, before that, I need to merge my soul into the Meditation Realm and become an Elder Dragon like you. "

Before he finished speaking!

Zuo Si clenched the soul gem in his hand, and directly separated his soul from his body and plunged into the deepest part of the meditation lake.

He needed to absorb more of the broken souls of the primordial Asian dragons to help him complete his transformation.

"Get out! You despicable and dirty low-level creature! Get out of this sacred lake of spirit and soul! Even if you succeed, I will never admit that you are one of us! "

Ugin desperately tried to regain control and expel Zosi from the lake.

But unfortunately, although the latter's soul had left his body, the soul gem in his hand was still working.

No matter how he struggled and tried to regain control, it was useless.

Through the azure reflection reflected from the bottom of the lake, Ugin could clearly see that Zosi's soul was changing from quantitative change to qualitative change in the continuous absorption.

It won't be long before the other party will completely transform into a member of the Elder Dragon with the help of the souls of those broken primordial dragons.

Emotionally, Ugin did not want to admit the result of this acquired transformation through knowledge, magic and other means.

But from a rational point of view, he understood that once Zosi completed the transformation, he would never be able to regain control of the meditation realm.

After all, Zosi's attainments in the soul were far higher than his and Nicol Bolas.

"Do you know how scared and desperate you look now? It seems that the great father of New Phyrexia has caught your most sensitive weakness, right? "

Jinjitasha's teasing voice suddenly came from a distance.

The blue faction's judge had obviously just completed an important experiment that he had been looking forward to for a long time, so he looked very happy.

Especially the scales that he had preserved in a hyperdimensional space with some unknown power, exuding an aura that made all dragons feel fear and trembling.

The scales of the primordial dragon?!

Although no elder dragon had ever seen his creator, Wu Jin guessed the truth instantly.

Because apart from the primordial dragon, there could be no life form in the entire multiverse that could make the elder dragon feel like seeing a natural enemy, even the Eldrazi Titan from the depths of the dark void was no exception.

After figuring this out, Wu Jin immediately raised his head and exclaimed in a trembling voice: "You... where did you get it from? I have already searched the entire Meditation Realm, and I didn't find any remains of the primordial dragon at all!"

"Hahahaha!

That's right!

That's right!

That's the expression!

Do you know what I like to see the most?

It's just a fool like you who is imprisoned in thinking and arrogant!

Isn't what the great father of New Phyrexia said clear enough?

The entire meditation realm is equivalent to the primordial dragon.

It just changed its existence form.

As long as you find a method and a law, you can naturally transform it back to its original form.

And I just found some interesting laws. "

Jinjitash raised the scale in his hand and laughed shrilly.

For a scientific researcher like him, there is nothing more pleasant and joyful than uncovering the ancient secrets that no one knows.

He even began to think about how to transform the entire meditation realm into the huge body of the Primordial Dragon, and how visually and mentally impactful such a creature would be once it was resurrected.

After all, the Primordial Dragon is said to have been born with the first ray of time in the entire multiverse, and when it appears again, it will mean the end of time.

Jinjitash couldn't help but imagine that if the great father of New Phyrexia became the Primordial Dragon, would it mean that the secrets between the entire multiverse and the dark void would also be open to him?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could the supreme Primordial Dragon be touched by you lowly creatures! "

Wu Jin's soul flickered violently like a neon light, and it was obvious that the scale had broken its defense.

You should know that in the concept of the elder dragons, the first dragon is equivalent to their creator, god and parents, and has a certain inviolable authority and sacredness.

No elder dragon has ever dreamed of becoming or even replacing the first dragon.

This is just like in a monotheistic society, even the most arrogant people will not want to become or replace the only true God.

At most, they can pretend to be a prophet or a holy son, and then modify the original teachings according to their own needs to make them more conducive to safeguarding the interests of the current ruling class.

But now, someone has subverted this supreme sanctity and proved with unquestionable evidence that God can also be replaced by creation.

Looking at Wu Jin's face that became ferocious due to madness, Jin Ji Tasha mocked very contemptuously: "Look, this is why I hate talking to you people who are born to be eternal.

You simply do not have the basis for rational thinking, nor do you have the courage to break through the limits of your cognition to explore unknown areas.

In your eyes, this universe and even the dark void have been doomed from the moment they were born, and it is impossible for them to change at all.

You are all typical fatalists who do not believe that you can break through your upper limit through research, study and hard work.

Because you neither have that urgent need nor the motivation to do so.

So you are a prisoner now.

And the great father of New Phyrexia will continue to advance along his own path until he completely surpasses you. "

Just when Wu Jin opened his mouth to refute, the space in the meditation realm was suddenly torn open, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.

He is none other than the spy that Zuo Simian inserted next to Nicol Bolas, the famous Undead Emperor-Shane VII.

"You handed the Eternal Sacred Sun into the hands of that old dragon? How did he react?"

Jinji Tasha immediately asked in an uncertain tone.

Xia En VII shook his head slightly: "No, no.

Nicol Bolas's reaction was calmer than I expected.

He just gave me some relatively generous rewards and some very ancient and powerful spells.

You'd better be careful, I suspect he has made many unknown preparations and trump cards in recent years. "

"Don't worry, we are definitely more prepared than Nicol Bolas. Now it's time to kick off the War of the Spark!"

After saying that, Jinji Tasha cast his gaze to the deepest part of the meditation lake, staring at the master who was completing the last step of transformation.

In his opinion, there was no need for the great Father of New Phyrexia to act on his own in such a small game of testing and competing with each other in the early stage. It would be enough to just find a magic judge to deal with it.

"Do you need me to inform Niv-Mizzet on Ravnica?"

Xia En VII asked casually.

Jinji Tasha smiled and replied: "I don't think it is necessary. Because Sancho has received the notice more than ten hours ago, and the conglomerate warlock Nahiri also said that the Guildpact is ready, and then there will be Let's see how Nicol Bolas will attack first."

Xia En VII nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I understand. With the start of this war, I'm afraid I won't be able to deliver any news in the next time, otherwise the old dragon It will definitely be noticed.”

"It doesn't matter. If necessary, the master will contact you through special channels."

Jinji Tasha spread his hands indifferently to show his understanding.

He was well aware of the huge potential risks the undead emperor was currently facing.

"In that case, I will go back first. When Soth crosses this final threshold, remember to greet him for me."

With that said, Xia En VII activated his planeswalker spark and disappeared.

As soon as he left, the Dark Prince Graya appeared out of thin air and threw a dagger exuding darkness and nothingness to Jinji Tasha.

"This is what you asked for last time. I have finished making it with Shar, the goddess of the night."

"Oh? So quick! I thought it would take at least a few weeks."

Jinji Tasha grabbed the dagger with fingers as sharp as a sickle, feeling the evil power contained in it.

"What is father doing?"

Graia obviously noticed Zuo Si whose soul left his body and entered the deepest part of the Lake of Souls, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"The great father of New Phyrexia is completing the final transformation of his soul. We have figured out all the secrets of the Meditation Realm, the Elder Dragon and the Prime Dragon. Next is the fateful Battle of the Spark."

Jinji Tasha did not hide anything and gave the answer openly.

"Is it about to start? Then don't I have to rush to the time and space of Ravnica to prevent the activation of the Eternal Sun from deactivating all the planeswalkers' sparks?"

The Prince of Darkness suddenly became very excited.

As the one who admired Zuo Si the most among all his descendants, he had long been holding back his energy and planned to perform well in this war.

But Jin Ji Tasha responded with a smile: "That's not necessary. Because the function of the Eternal Sacred Sun is only to seal the space to make the planeswalker's spark ineffective, but it does not mean that we cannot bypass it through the cave tree."

"You mean... the Immortal Sun is just an illusion? A decoy that makes Nicol Bolas think he can seal off the entire space and plunder the planeswalkers' sparks?"

Grea instantly realized something, and the corners of her mouth began to rise slightly involuntarily.

"That's right!

In fact, we have already established at least six independent cave branches in the plane of Ravnica.

Moreover, the strength of the overtime beacon was also quietly strengthened to ensure that the War of Sparks would be foolproof.

If you're really interested in this, you might as well get in touch with Liliana the Necromancer.

Tell her by the way that the promise of the Great Father of New Phyrexia still stands. "

After saying this, Jinji Tasha bowed politely, then turned around and left without looking back.

With the successful restoration of the scales of an Absolute Dragon, his mind is now filled with endless inspirations and he is eager to conduct more and more interesting experiments.

"Lilliana the Necromancer? Is this woman also my father's lover?"

It was obviously the first time for Grea to hear this name, and a curious expression appeared on his face.

But fortunately, he didn't hesitate for too long, and soon used the power of the planeswalker's spark to teleport to the time and space of Ravnica.

In a blink of an eye!

The dark prince appeared in an abandoned building deep underground.

Due to the fact that no one has lived there for a long time, the surrounding area is covered with a thick layer of dust, and the corners of the walls and the top of the head are covered with spider webs.

But in the next second...

Several black shadows suddenly jumped out from the hidden corner, kneeling on one knee and making a creepy hoarse sound.

"Great Lord of Darkness, your faithful servants are at your call."

"Did anything big happen on Ravnica while I was away?"

Greia quickly looked around and asked with interest.

The leader of the shadows quickly replied: "Nothing important has happened recently.

Since the Guildpact was completely purged and controlled by Nahiri and Niv-Mizzet, all the spies planted by Nicol Bolas have been basically cleaned out, and various defense facilities have been continuously built.

Today's Guildpact is almost monolithic.

Anyone who tries to create conflicts and divisions at this time will be eliminated immediately.

If there is anything worthy of attention, it must be the mysterious black market auction.

It is said that there is an unknown mysterious force that sends out invitations every few days to allow specific people to gather in specific places and then auction some very rare and precious items.

Many of them are very powerful and dangerous creatures and magical equipment.

Although the Azorius Senate attempted to investigate and combat this illegal activity, the circle was too small and completely closed to catch the other side. "

"A black market auction in a small circle? It sounds interesting."

Graia touched her smooth chin and slowly walked out of the abandoned building and entered the dark and damp corridor.

When he passed a illuminated area, a beautiful black woman with a veil suddenly emerged from the shadow. She opened her arms and hugged the dark prince's neck from behind. She whispered in his ear: "Be careful, I have something." I have a hunch that there must be unknown conspiracies and tricks behind this black market auction.”

"Ah, I know that without you reminding me.

After all, anyone who is not a fool can detect that something is wrong if it suddenly appears at such a sensitive time.

And I suggest you restrain yourself a little and don't show up casually.

This is not Faerûn, nor is it the Plane of Shadows or my territory. "

Grea responded and continued walking forward without looking back.

When she was about to step out of the underground, the figure of this stunning woman suddenly became transparent under the sunlight, as if she might disappear at any time.

But when it enters an area where the sun doesn't shine, she will condense back into substance.

Obviously, this stunning beauty is none other than Shar, the goddess of the night.

It's just that at this moment, she is not in the state of avatar or saint. She only attaches a ray of her consciousness and perception to the prince of darkness, and then connects to her own body through the planeswalker spark.

"Hmph! What are you afraid of? It's not like your father has never summoned his allies in other time and space or even in the universe."

Shar rolled her eyes indifferently like a willful little woman.

"Today is different from the past. You must understand that my father attaches more importance to the War of the Spark than anything else. I can guarantee that if you make trouble at this time, he will never destroy or even kill you mercilessly."

When saying these words, Dark Prince Graya's tone was very serious, revealing a strong warning.

Shardun noticed this immediately and frowned and asked: "Is the elder dragon planeswalker named Nicol Bolas really that powerful? Does Soth need to go all out to deal with it?"

"Well, yes.

According to his father, this old dragon's spark characteristic is to draw unlimited power directly from the dark void and then release it all at once.

He once permanently destroyed a time and space with just one blow.

If you take into account the restraint of the energy and matter on the gods in the dark void, all the gods of Faerûn, including you, may be wiped out in an instant.

So promise me not to be careful at times like this. "

Greia stopped and turned her head to look at the fascinating black eyes of the Night Goddess.

"Okay, I get it."

Although she was a little reluctant, Shar still gave a clear guarantee.

She didn't want to lose the close relationship she had finally established with the Prince of Darkness.

Because she didn't dare to bet that when there was an irreconcilable fierce conflict with Zuo Si, Grea would stand on her side.

In this way, the two people quickly walked through this abandoned area without saying a word. It didn't take long before they saw scattered traces of human activity in the dark and narrow alleys.

By their attire and the insignia they wear, it is easy to tell that these guys are members of the Dimir House in the Guildpact.

This is a guild full of spies, secret agents, fraudsters, liars, and ambitious people.

They pursue power, buy and sell information, and secretly carry out unknown conspiracies.

It can be said that if a major disaster occurs in the entire Ravnica plane, it is most likely related to the Dimir House.

Strictly speaking, this is a secret society that is somewhat similar to the Shadow Thieves Guild and the Entangled Symbol in the continent of Faerun.

When the members of the Dimir House noticed the figure of the Dark Prince, they all showed greedy or evil smiles.

Some of the more courageous ones even surrounded him directly, obviously intending to rob this "fat sheep".

After all, the weapons and equipment on Graya's body, a little magic detection will reveal that they are all real artifacts.

"Hey! Boy! Hand over all the valuables on you if you know what's best for you, and we might be able to spare your life."

A masked man dressed as an assassin pulled out a dagger with a cold glow and threatened fiercely.

"Hahaha!"

The goddess of night couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Because she really couldn't imagine where these mortals got the courage to rob a terrifying divine power and planeswalker who had the ability to kill gods.

"I advise you not to die!"

Graya was obviously embarrassed by Shar's laughter, and instantly released a terrifying murderous aura that was as real as substance.

Dang!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of a dagger falling to the ground, a guy was frightened and sat on the ground, shaking violently and uncontrollably.

But the leading man didn't know whether it was because he didn't believe in evil or felt that he had lost face, and immediately shouted to his accomplices around him: "Don't be afraid! Kill them together..."

Before he finished speaking, the prince of darkness raised his hand and pointed lightly.

Instantly!

The man's body dried up and died at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually turned into a corpse without any vitality or moisture.

The others quickly realized that they had run into a "tough guy" and dropped their weapons and ran away.

But how could Graya, who had already had the intention to kill, let go of these guys who dared to offend him?

You have to know that he is an out-and-out evil camp, and things like killing living beings are more frequent than eating and drinking.

The members of the Dimir Hall just ran a few steps and felt a cold and dark surrounding them, and then their vitality and body temperature quickly disappeared.

In the end, everything that could be called alive in this alley disappeared, leaving only corpses that were dried up like mummies.

And their souls were twisted into a large number of shadows without intelligence.

"Well done. You are getting more and more adept at controlling the energy of the shadow plane." The goddess of the night, Shar, praised generously.

"They are just some insignificant mortals, nothing serious. Let's go and visit my father's disciples and another woman who is close to him."

Graya quickly took out a magic map and tapped on the position where he was.

In less than half a second, his name appeared directly on the map.

Obviously, he was telling Sancho and Nahiri about his arrival in this way.

In less than two or three minutes, Sancho appeared first and asked breathlessly: "Why are you here? Didn't I say last time that if there is nothing particularly important, don't disturb me?"

"Sorry, the situation has changed. To be precise, the Spark War has begun."

The Dark Prince gave the reason directly.

But Sancho held his forehead and complained: "Damn it! Of course I know that the Spark War has begun. That's why we have to keep as much distance as possible so that I can play a role at a critical moment."

"But I need your help." Graya said expressionlessly.

"What kind of help?"

Sancho asked at a very fast speed.

"I need all the information about the necromancer Liliana. I think you have been in Ravnica for so long, you must have her detailed information, right?"

The Dark Prince also made a request quickly.

"Here, this is what you want."

Sancho instantly copied a memory from his brain, and then threw it to the other party, and then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.

Graya did not hesitate at all and directly stuffed the memory into his mind.

In less than a second, he figured out Liliana's life and experience, as well as the secret agreement reached with Zuo Si many years ago.

"So that's it! Did my father actually start planning the War of the Spark at that time..."

The Dark Prince was undoubtedly shocked by this.

You know, Zuo Si was just an ordinary planeswalker at that time, but he was already planning to challenge Nicol Bolas to reach the top of all planeswalkers and become the strongest.

Just as he was silently digesting this information and the effect of Liliana's betrayal at a critical moment, the Lithomancer suddenly appeared at the end of the alley.

As a breeze blew by, Nahirina's short silver hair suddenly fluttered, and her whole body exuded a kind of temperament that could not be described in words.

Especially the slightly upturned corners of her mouth and the aggression hidden in her seemingly casual steps, which made Correa feel a little uncomfortable.

Because this was the most powerful woman he had ever seen who had a close relationship with Zuo Si.

Even Talona, ​​the goddess of natural cycles with powerful divine power, was slightly inferior to her.

"Are you the Lithomancer Nahiri?" The Dark Prince narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively.

Nahiri nodded with a playful look on her face: "Yes, it's me. If I'm not mistaken, you should be the eldest son that Soth once mentioned?"

"Well, yes, I'm glad to meet you. Because in my father's description, you are his predecessor, and you also have the same mentor."

While saying this, Graya took the initiative to touch his chest with one hand and bowed slightly to show respect.

But the next second, he saw Nahiri rushing up in a residual shadow...