A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Great Dragon Lord, the plane of Ravnica has been in complete chaos.

Your subordinate is much more capable than expected.

He actually caused the Ten Guildpact to start a civil war in a very short time.

Not only that, he also caused the old grievances within the guilds to erupt completely.

The current situation has become completely uncontrollable.

Although Niv-Mizzet wanted to rely on the ancient magical contract signed by Azor and the various guilds to make a final attempt, it had little effect.

I think the time is ripe.

If the plane bridge is opened now, there will definitely be no decent resistance.

Your Eternal Legion can easily capture the entire Ravnica."

Tezzeret reported the latest progress to Nicol Bolas in an extremely excited tone.

As a tool man, he traveled between different planes very frequently, often making several trips a day.

"Now?"

Nicol Bolas shook his head contemptuously.

"No, I will not act rashly before I understand the movements and plans of my brother Ugin.

You don't understand, the War of the Spark is different from any previous war.

My goal is not to seize control of Ravnica.

It is to use this plane as a battlefield, attract all the planeswalkers through the transdimensional beacon, and then block the entire plane to use the elder spell to seize their sparks.

So the resistance of the Ten Guildpact was not important from the beginning.

They are not even an obstacle, just a trivial appetizer before the big meal."

"You mean... all these actions are just bait?"

Tezzeret's brain, which was left with serious sequelae after repeated memory cleansing, finally flashed with a flash of understanding.

"Isn't this obvious? Do you think we have been waiting here for something?"

Shane VII teased with a slightly mocking tone.

He finally understood why both Nicol Bolas and Zosi looked down on Tezzeret.

Although this genius artificer is really good at making things, and can even copy many incredible devices with limited information, his reaction in other aspects is too slow.

No wonder he has fallen to the point of becoming a tool controlled by others.

With this kind of brain, if he were placed in a place like Faerun where demons and monsters are rampant, he would probably sell his soul in a few days.

"What do you mean?"

Tezzeret turned his head and glared at him.

Although his brain is not very useful, it does not mean that he can't see that the other party is insulting his intelligence level.

However, Shane VII was not panicked at all, and just raised the corners of his mouth with a playful smile and responded: "No, it's meaningless. I always think that things like this don't need to be explained at all, and you can figure it out with a little thought."

"You call me stupid?!"

Tezzeret was instantly stimulated, and his eyes suddenly became extremely angry.

Because in Nicol Bolas's camp, this is not the first time someone has insulted his IQ in person.

You know, although he doesn't know why his memory is often confused, the more problems he has in his brain, the more sensitive he is to it.

It's like disabled people care more about other people's strange looks at their disabled parts than normal people, or fat people get angry when they hear others talking about their weight and body shape.

This is essentially the inferiority complex in the subconscious.

Especially the old bastard like Shane VII who curses people in a roundabout way without using dirty words can stimulate Tezzeret's sensitive nerves and make him crazy.

After all, it's not a day or two since the two of them disliked each other.

Under the deliberate provocation of the half-lich, Tezzeret has long regarded it as the biggest threat, enemy and competitor.

The reason for doing this is also very simple, that is, to use Tezzeret as a breakthrough to understand Nicol Bolas's thoughts and arrangements from the side.

There is no way, who makes Tezzeret like a colander and can't hide any secrets at all.

As long as he is teased a little, he will expose all the memories and thoughts in his mind.

In fact, Shane VII was already considering whether to use this tool for his own use after Zuo Si defeated Nicol Bolas.

You know, he is also an expert in tampering with memories.

Especially, it is easier to deal with this guy who has no mental protection ability than eating and drinking.

"Enough! Now is not the time to quarrel!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Nicol Bolas immediately waved his claws impatiently, directly clearing the "anger" that Tezzeret had gathered with great difficulty.

Although for various reasons, all the planeswalkers who surrendered to him would inevitably develop into traitors and eventually choose to betray and stand on the opposite side.

But it is undeniable that no one dared to challenge his status and authority in person.

So Tezzeret and Shane VII chose to shut up at the same time.

And the necromancer Liliana stood in the distance and stared at them with cold eyes.

Although she looks to be only in her twenties, she has actually lived for more than a century. She escaped aging and death by signing a contract with the devil to obtain her current young body. Therefore, she is keenly aware that Shane VII's motives for constantly teasing Tezzeret may not be simple.

It's just that she would not kindly remind Nicol Bolas, but wanted to see what this insidious and cunning guy wanted to do.

She even wanted to seize the opportunity to get rid of the old dragon's control and regain her freedom.

There is no way, this is the direct consequence of not paying attention to spiritual and psychological control, and only using violent means to coerce and induce.

After all, as an elder dragon, Nicol Bolas's only weak period was when he was just hatched from the dragon egg. He could not understand and did not need to understand what those weak people were thinking, as long as the other party obeyed his will.

As for whether it was voluntary or forced, it didn't matter at all.

In this regard, his ideas and practices were completely opposite to Zuo Si's.

To be precise, Nicol Bolas didn't care whether his subordinates hated him at all, let alone their sudden betrayal.

Because the idea he recognized was that the strong were destined to be lonely, and he could do whatever he wanted.

Unless you have the same power as me, you should bow your head to show submission to avoid being torn apart.

Knowing this, it is not difficult to understand why the old dragon's subordinates always develop in the direction of traitors.

Anyone with a little self-respect cannot tolerate being exploited and used like a slave and servant for a long time.

Unfortunately, Nicol Bolas never really realized this fatal flaw and still maintained the arrogance and conceit unique to the elder dragon planeswalker.

Just as he was stroking his chin and thinking about what action he should take next to lure Wu Jin to show up, a violent space fluctuation suddenly appeared out of thin air.

In a flash, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"Long time no see, you look much better than before, maybe because you are about to realize your plan for many years?"

Zuo Si smiled and sent a friendly greeting to the enemy who was about to show his cards.

"Soth!"

The old dragon was stunned for a moment, but soon his eyes lit up and looked up and down at the young man who had disappeared for a long time without any news.

Although the two did not meet many times, he could feel the endless thirst for knowledge and power in the other's heart.

Especially the naked and undisguised spying on the power of the ancient planeswalker's spark, which was revealed almost at the first face-reading.

It is precisely because of this that Nicol Bolas always believed that this ambitious new generation of planeswalkers would never miss the upcoming Spark War.

The reason is very simple!

Only he has the key to achieve all this - the Elder Spell.

"I am very sorry that I disappeared for so long without providing any useful information. But I believe this thing should be able to offset your dissatisfaction."

As he said, Zuo Si directly showed the "gift" that he had prepared many years ago.

It was a giant dragon claw made of spiritual energy.

Unlike most dragon claws that are slightly short and thick, it gives people a very "slender" feeling and emits a blue light.

"Is this... Wu Jin's claw?"

Nicol Bolas immediately confirmed that this was the limb cut from his good brother.

As one of the few recognized enemies, he is quite familiar with and understands the "parts" of Wu Jin's body, and it is absolutely impossible to make a mistake.

Because the biggest difference between the elder dragons and other dragons is that their bodies are extremely slender and long, and they can stand like humans relying only on the strength of their two hind legs.

Neither Nicol Bolas nor Ugin would lie on all fours like the dragons of Faerun in most cases, but stand on their hind legs like humanoid creatures.

Over time, their hind legs look as strong and powerful as legs, while their forelimbs are as slender and flexible as arms.

This change is a feature that no other dragon in the entire multiverse has, so it is impossible to mistake it.

What's more, this claw exudes the unique aura of Ugin.

Zuo Si obviously noticed the subtle changes in the old dragon's eyes and facial expressions, and nodded slightly: "That's right.

Through some tricks, I designed an ambush for your brother and made him pay a little price.

But unfortunately, he finally escaped successfully.

Otherwise, what you see now is not a claw, but a head."

"Hahaha!

Well done!

Ah, I remember.

Not long ago, Shane VII once mentioned to me that someone launched a siege on Wu Jin.

I also specially provided a method to break the counter-curse.

So it was you who did that.

But you should have informed me instead of taking action on your own.

Because after all, Wu Jin is an elder dragon planeswalker, and it is not easy to kill him."

Nicol Bolas laughed happily and showed a satisfied expression.

Because nothing is more suitable as a token of loyalty than this claw cut from his own brother.

Although Wu Jin's body has long ceased to exist, the so-called broken limbs can be re-condensed through spiritual power, but this undoubtedly proves that Zuo Si is not Wu Jin's man.

At least not completely.

As for whether he was a double agent who was betting on both sides, he didn't care at all.

"You should know best that opportunities are always fleeting.

Especially since Wu Jin is still so cautious, it is not easy to catch his negligence.

What's more, he is more defensive against you than anyone else.

If you were involved, I might not even have this chance.

But fortunately, this time is not completely fruitless.

At least I know some secrets about Ugin and his hidden cards. "

Zosi spread his hands with a very regretful look.

"Oh? What is it?"

Nicol Bolas is undoubtedly very interested in this topic.

Although he has successfully defeated and killed his brother twice, he never dares to take it lightly.

After all, Ugin and Azor created the Immortal Sun, a dangerous artifact that can imprison planeswalkers in a certain plane and pose a real threat to them.

God knows whether Ugin has a similar backup plan.

This is also one of the reasons why Nicol Bolas has not launched an attack yet.

Because he chose the Ravnica plane as the battlefield of the War of the Spark, but he didn't know whether Ugin had set a trap for him there.

"It's a plan to reversely use the War of the Spark to kill you. "

Zuo Si unhurriedly threw out the outrageous theory.

"Use the War of the Spark to kill me?"

Nicol Bolas's attitude suddenly became serious.

Zuo Si nodded without thinking: "Yes. You may not know it yet, but Wu Jin has been using something to spy on your thoughts and memories. And this thing is the soul stone that you proudly placed between your horns."

"What? This is impossible! It's my trophy! It belongs to me!"

Nicol Bolas's face changed drastically.

"No, it doesn't belong to you, but to Wu Jin.

Have you forgotten how Wu Jin reshaped his body when you killed him for the first time?

So this is a carefully designed trap.

Since then, Wu Jin has been hiding in the dark and spying on your every move.

Even his death is part of that plan.

And those new generation of planeswalkers who stand openly against you are just a group of pawns to confuse you.

The real killing blow came from the gods of Amonkhet that you had brainwashed and controlled.

Ugin's strategy was to pretend to be influenced by the legend you spread about the artifact, the Blackblade, and to let Gideon Jura attack with the weapon and then deliberately fail to paralyze you.

When you thought you had no more opponents, you used an artifact you had created to deliver the final blow.

In other words, a sneak attack was Ugin's true intention. "

Zuo Si directly told the reason why the old dragon failed in the War of the Spark.

After all, no matter how well-made the lies and stories are, they are not as credible as the facts.

What he has to do now is to use Wu Jin's "legacy" as much as possible to divert the other party's attention, and then cover up his own plan.

Even if he can delay the strongest elder dragon planeswalker for one more minute, it will be good.

It can be said that Zuo Si is absolutely professional in squeezing out surplus value.

Because he knows very well that Nicol Bolas is deeply afraid of Wu Jin.

This can be seen from the fact that he immediately killed his brother after learning the existence of the Immortal Sun.

"The gods of the Amonkhet time and space? "

A gleam of light flashed in Nicol Bolas's eyes, and then he remembered the spear in the hands of the Zealot God Hazoret.

That was a divine weapon that he had infused with his own power to create, which was powerful enough to penetrate everything. In theory, it was indeed possible to hurt or even kill him.

Obviously, this was something that he had completely overlooked but was very deadly.

In his plan, with the arrival of the moment of the destruction of Amonkhet, all these gods would be sacrificed as sacrifices to become the Eternal Gods in his hands.

And the Zealot God Hazoret was one of them.

Most importantly, as one of the controllers of the Eternal Legion, Liliana was not willing to follow Nicol. Nicol Bolas's steps were not restricted by the contract.

If someone turned this capricious and selfish woman against him, she might influence or even control the Eternal Evil to launch a fatal backstab.

So this is not an exaggerated alarmist statement, but it is highly feasible.

Combined with Wu Jin himself and those planeswalkers who were unwilling to have their sparks taken away and rose up to resist, it is undoubtedly a huge threat.

After understanding this, Nicol Bolas couldn't help but slightly raised his mouth and revealed his signature evil smile. He looked at Zuo Si who delivered the key intelligence and said meaningfully: "It turns out that my brother has been thinking about this. I have to say that he is indeed much more insidious and cunning than I thought. And you, really didn't disappoint me. "

As soon as the words fell!

The old dragon took the soul stone between his horns and threw it on the ground, then raised his foot and crushed it with a snap.

The whole process was without any hesitation.

In his opinion, since this thing was used by Wu Jin to spy on him, it should be destroyed immediately to be at ease.

But what he didn't know was that this kick directly crushed Wu Jin's final possibility of resurrection.

Because Wu Jin's soul was torn apart by Zuo Si, this soul stone was the last thing that stored his spirit and soul power.

Nicol Bolas had no idea that the biggest opponent in his mind at the moment was actually an ally who could be resurrected to help him at a critical moment.

And he had just killed this ally permanently with his own hands.

“It is an honor to be recognized by you.

But compared to verbal praise, I actually care more about the spell that can restore the power of the ancient planeswalker's spark.

If you don't mind, could you give it to me as a reward?

After all, you're about to realize a wish you've had for years.

There is no longer any need for you to keep the elder's spell secret. "

Zuo Si, who successfully completed the first purpose of his trip, took the opportunity to continue testing Lao Long's bottom line and his level of trust in himself.

If the other party handed over the Elder's Spell now, he would even give the other party a chance to use it and directly fall out on the spot and choose to do it here.

After killing Nicol Bolas, he can invade Ravnica in his place and complete the ultimate dream of restoring the ancient planeswalker's spark.

But it is a pity that Nicol Bolas obviously does not trust anyone except himself. He pursed his lips and showed a half-smile expression: "Ah, ambition, desire, endless thirst for knowledge and power.

That's what I love most about you.

Because you have all the potential to become a strong person.

But the problem is that you rush things too quickly.

Don't worry, I will give you what you want after I win the War of the Spark.

But not yet. "

"So... I still need to continue working for you to prove my worth?"

Zuo Si deliberately pretended to be greedy and asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Yes, that's it. After all, no matter what a person wants, he has to pay the corresponding price, right?"

Nicol Bolas did not hide his intentions at all, and made it clear that he would continue to use Zuo Si to deal with Ugin.

Although what he did was completely "seeking enemies in the void", the arrogance, arrogance and arrogance emanating from his bones were fully displayed.

There is no doubt that in Lao Long's eyes, even Zuo Si is just a high-level tool man being used by himself.

But this is exactly what the leftists want.

He was very much looking forward to the interesting reaction the other party would have when they finally saw each other and found out that the real enemy was actually him.

There is a saying that goes well, if you want to destroy something, you must first make it crazy.

The best way to deal with an arrogant person is to continue to amplify this arrogance as much as possible and make him think that he has everything under his control.

"Okay, I think I understand what you mean. Don't worry, if there is any big move on Wujin's side, you will be notified as soon as possible."

After saying that, Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed gracefully. Then he ignored Liliana, who had unlimited expectations in her eyes, and directly activated the Planeswalker Spark and disappeared.

moment!

The twinkling light in Liliana's eyes disappeared, replaced by endless despair, numbness and emptiness.

Because just now, her hope of finally getting rid of the old dragon's control was extinguished, and there was nothing but the dark abyss in front of her.

"You seem disappointed, don't you?"

Nicol Bolas obviously noticed the necromancer's reaction, and suddenly leaned down and stared at him with evil eyes.

Through the large amount of information Zuo Si revealed just now, he has realized that the woman in front of him may be the weakest link in the entire plan.

"Soos has always been yours?"

Liliana raised her head and asked in a cold tone.

Nicol Bolas sneered and said sarcastically: "What if?

Do you think he will side with Ugin?

Don't be naive!

Ugin can't give him what he wants, only I have it.

So give up that attachment

No one can come to save you.

The only choice you have now is to commit suicide.

But I highly doubt that a selfish woman who signed a contract with the devil in order to live and be young and beautiful would take the initiative to give up her life for others. "

Liliana was silent, and at the same time her heart sank completely to the bottom.

yes!

Who else can and is willing to save her now?

After all, in Amonkhet's time and space, she chose to betray everyone in order to save herself.

From that moment on, the friendship that had been built up with those young planeswalkers completely dissipated, replaced only by anger and hatred.

Unknowingly, Liliana completed a PUA on herself.

Now as long as someone is willing to lend a helping hand to pull her out of the darkness, nature will become the only light in her life.

In the original War of the Spark, it was the selfless Gideon Yura who did this.

The latter chose to sacrifice himself and gave Liliana the power of his immortal body to help her break free from the shackles of the contract. She successfully betrayed the enemy and delivered a fatal blow to Nicol Bolas at the last moment.

But this time, there is only one person who can do this, and that is Zuo Si, who has made countless arrangements in advance.

Just as Nicol Bolas was admiring the unfocused eyes of the Necromancer with great interest, Tezzeret suddenly questioned: "Master, do you really believe what Soth just said?"

"Hmph! Only a weak person would trust such a weak thing. I never need to believe anything, as long as the information he provides is valuable, it is enough."

Nicol Bolas stood up and suddenly spread his huge wings. His terrifying momentum instantly made the others around him breathless.

Shane VII took the opportunity to stand up and echoed: "You are right.

If a person does not even have the ability to discern information, then he is not worthy of being a strong man, let alone success.

And the information provided by Soth just now has a great possibility of success.

This is the most important thing."

Hearing that someone could understand and follow his ideas, Nicol Bolas nodded with satisfaction: "This is why I have been patiently waiting for him to show up.

Whether the information is true or not, and what his purpose is, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that he helped me discover a fatal loophole in advance.

Ugin can no longer use this loophole to pose any threat to me.

Now, it's time to start this war.

I will give you twelve hours to prepare, and open the time and space bridge after twelve hours."

As the last word came out, everyone who heard the order couldn't help but cheer enthusiastically.

At the same time, the Eternals who had been standing still finally began to move in an organized manner, moving towards the huge space-time bridge standing in the open space.

…

At the same time, in a magnificent manor far away in Innistrad.

Jace Beleren was trying his best to persuade the ancient planeswalker Sorin Markov to go to Ravnica and join the camp against Nicol Bolas.

Unfortunately, he was not a good lobbyist, nor did he understand the character of this vampire planeswalker, nor the value of the title of "soy sauce king".

Except for the inevitable Eldrazi crisis, Sorin almost "precisely" avoided every major event.

And usually, as long as it did not threaten his hometown Innistrad, he basically didn't even bother to pay attention to it, just like a senior old otaku.

"Are you sure you don't plan to join us? You know, once Nicol Bolas realizes his ambition, no one in the entire multiverse can stop him."

Jace's voice was obviously anxious.

He couldn't imagine how a hero who sealed three Eldrazi Titans could be so cold and selfish.

Sorin Markov responded directly: "What does that have to do with me?

Innistrad is just a small, barren plane anyway, and it won't interest him at all.

As for the life and death of Ravnica or other planes, what does it have to do with me?

Not to mention you, even if Ugin himself came, I wouldn't get involved in this matter."

"Damn it! You'll regret it!"

Seeing that the other party was not moved by soft or hard words, Jace could only leave this sentence indignantly and activate the planeswalker spark to choose to leave.

Because he had no time to waste.

Watching the young man who was so smart and conceited disappear, Sorin Markov sneered with contempt: "Regret?

Who do you think you are?

When I knew Nicol Bolas, your ancestors might still be chasing prey in the wilderness naked, struggling to fill their stomachs.

Nicol Bolas has never been a real threat.

Compared to the Eldrazi Titans who left no grass wherever they went, he was just a tyrant at best.

Even without me, his plans and ambitions would not be realized.

Do you think I'm right, Soth?"

"You're right, dear. Teacher.

Jace Beleren is a typical example of being too clever for his own good.

He has too much self-awareness, which leads to a kind of inexplicable sense of responsibility.

He does not realize that responsibility is as fragile and meaningless as a tree without roots if it is not based on power.

Because no matter whether the final result is success or failure, they can't change anything.

In addition, even if they were not there, I would not have watched Nicol Bolas obtain the enviable ancient planeswalker spark. "

I saw a flash of light, and Zuo Si directly lifted the illusion and walked out from a close distance.

Obviously, it is not difficult to see from this point that he has crushed the opponent in Jace Beleren's best illusion and mental magic.

The latter did not even notice his existence from beginning to end.

"So this is why you deliberately distanced yourself from the new generation of planeswalkers?

If I remember correctly, you seemed to be very close to the elven planeswalker named Nissa Revane.

She mentioned you more than once and clearly expressed her longing for you.

But you were so cruel that you cut off all contact directly.

I have to say that you are indeed completely different from the young people I have met before. You are completely without any innocence, romance, or pursuit of unrealistic sense of justice.

You are just extremely cold and ruthless.

To be honest, I am a little curious about what kind of experience has shaped you now."

As he spoke, Sorin Markov took a sip of the dark red liquid that looked like blood in the glass, revealing two fangs unique to vampires.

Zuo Si replied in a nonchalant tone: "Innocence and romance are privileges that only those who are particularly well protected are entitled to.

Because they have not seen the darkness of human nature, and have not experienced the baptism of social cruelty.

This is both a kind of luck and a kind of sadness.

Fortunately, they often have a happy childhood and countless beautiful memories, while retaining the best part of human nature, just like those white, beautiful but very fragile greenhouse flowers.

The sad thing is that when those protections disappear, they will have to endure a huge mental shock and face the darkest reality.

Such a severe shock may even directly make people go from one extreme to another, or they may choose to commit suicide to end their lives.

A philosopher once said.

The process of a person's maturity is the process of slowly killing the innocent and naive self in childhood.

I agree with this very much.

So you can think that I have completed the transformation before we met. "

"It sounds like your childhood was a bit dark and cruel, isn't it? "

Sorin Markov put down his empty glass and smiled playfully.

Through the brief conversation, he thought he had understood the environment in which Zuo Si grew up when he was young.

Little did he know that this was actually Zuo Si's perception of his life experience.

Before he ignited the spark and became a planeswalker, he was the well-protected greenhouse flower.

Whether it was his student days or his work after graduation, everything went smoothly without any real setbacks.

Perhaps the biggest challenge in his life was the time when he failed the exam due to his playfulness and faced his angry mother.

But after the spark was ignited, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and it could even be described as falling from heaven to hell.

If it weren't for the cognitive and intellectual level of an adult, a real child would have already suffered a mental breakdown or become a twisted and morbid lunatic.

The feeling of living cautiously in fear every day can drive people crazy.

Looking at the bad taste revealed in the cheap teacher's eyes, Zuo Si said very freely: "No, I am actually very grateful for those unpleasant experiences that made me what I am now.

After all, pain is a good medicine for men.

The sooner you take this medicine, the sooner you will see the true nature behind the lies and deceptions.

Also, congratulations on not accepting Jace Beleren's invitation.

This prevents us from meeting as enemies on the battlefield in the future. "

"Oh? So you plan to stand on Nicol Bolas' side this time?"

Sorin Markov opened his mouth in surprise.

He had always thought that his good apprentice was on the side of the spirit dragon Ugin.

Zoth smiled and shook his head: "No, I stand on my side. By the way, Ugin is dead. I killed him with my own hands. Even your best life magic can't bring him back to life again."

"What? You killed Ugin!"

Sorin Markov turned pale and even knocked the goblet on the table to the ground.

Zoth admitted without any concealment: "Well, yes, I killed him.

Not only that, I will kill Nicol Bolas next and complete the War of the Spark to restore the power of the ancient planeswalkers on his behalf.

This is what I have always wanted to achieve.

As for the information I deliberately revealed before, it was just to make the elder dragon brothers Ugin and Nicol Bolas fight each other.

After all, they are so arrogant that they don’t take me, a young new generation of planeswalker, seriously.

It turns out that I did a good job.

Both Ugin and Nicol Bolas regarded each other as their biggest enemy.

You may not believe it.

Before he died, Ugin even shouted that Nicol Bolas would avenge him.

Doesn’t this sound ironic and funny? "

Irony?

Funny?

Sorin Markov felt a chill run from his feet to his forehead, his face full of shock and disbelief.

Although he knew that his disciple was not easy to deal with, and might become more difficult to deal with than Nahiri in the future.

But he never dreamed that in just a few years, the other party would do such a shocking thing.

As a former comrade-in-arms, no one knew better than him how powerful Ugin was.

That unique power that could directly transform all matter into attributeless energy, even in the ancient journey where strong people were everywhere, In the Age of Mages, it can also be ranked among the top few.

But now, the famous Wu Jin died just like that?

And he died at the hands of a younger generation who had just risen not long ago?

This undoubtedly overturned the inherent cognition formed over thousands of years.

Just when Sorin Markov wanted to question the authenticity of these words, a dazzling light appeared out of thin air in Zuo Si's hand.

When he saw this thing, all his doubts disappeared.

Because this ball of light is Wu Jin's planeswalker spark, which is as important as his life and soul.

"Dear teacher, do you believe it now?"

Zuo Si asked in a very gentle voice as if he was killing someone.

Sorin Markov was silent for a long time and asked in an extremely hoarse voice: "Why tell me this? With your means, it should be easy to hide it from me, right?"

"Because I respect you very much, I don't want you to be involved in this muddy water for no reason, and I don't want to kill you when I have to.

Promise me to stay in Innistrad honestly.

Don't leave during this sensitive period.

I promise that no matter what happens in the future, you and your hometown will be absolutely safe."

At this point, Zuo Si finally tore off all his disguises and revealed his true face.

In the eyes of Sorin Markov, the real him was so strange and terrifying.

Especially the unfathomable power and momentum he deliberately released, which was even more terrifying than any ancient planeswalker he had ever seen.

He subconsciously grabbed the sword hanging on his waist, but let it go after just a few seconds, and a bitter smile appeared on his pale and handsome face.

"Great! It's great! I can't believe that I actually taught a monster like you. So you came all the way here to warn me not to join this spark war, right?"

"No, I'm here to invite you to be a witness and attend my coronation ceremony or my funeral at the last moment. Here, this is an invitation. When it starts to glow, you can activate it and come to the scene."

Zuo Si took out an envelope with exquisite patterns and handed it over.

Sorin Markov took it subconsciously, and sighed with a slightly self-deprecating tone: "Okay, I accept your invitation. Anyway, as long as Innistrad is fine, what happens to other planes has nothing to do with me."

"Haha, this is the Sorin Markov I know. Goodbye, dear teacher, now I have to deal with the last and most powerful enemy."

As the last word came out, Zuo Si bent down and bowed slightly before disappearing without a trace.