A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Go! Kill these beasts of the Gruul tribe! They are the cancer of this world! The source of all chaos!"

"For justice! For freedom! For eternal peace! This time we must eradicate all threats once and for all!"

"Brothers and sisters, don't be afraid! Come with me! Today, we must kill the Boros Legion that dares to attack us!"

"That's right! Use their blood and heads to prove our bravery! Long live the tribe!"

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Accompanied by the shouting and killing, the Boros Legion, which has the largest number of organized military forces in the Ravnica time and space, and the Gruul tribe, which extremely hates cities and likes to return to nature, primitiveness and wildness, started a brutal fight on an open grassland.

The former is a military organization with a similar religious fanaticism. Not only is its style of behavior very extreme, but it also likes to use violent means to achieve what they believe is justice and peace.

The latter is similar to the orcs or barbarians in many time and space who make a living by looting, fishing, hunting, and nomadism. They are rich in outstanding warriors and hunters, and they are also desperate when fighting.

Moreover, due to the conflict of ideas, they have long been enemies to the death.

To be precise, one of the main enemies that the Boros Legion guards against is the migrating and plundering Gruul tribe.

The members of the two guilds have had countless friendly physical exchanges over thousands of years, and their hands are stained with each other's blood.

In addition, neither of them is a calm and rational organization, but the kind of style that will rush to fight at the slightest provocation, so it is not surprising that the current situation has occurred.

After all, even if there is no instigation from the enemy, the Boros Legion and the Gruul tribe will fight every now and then, not to mention that there are people secretly creating chaos now.

After a while, the entire wilderness was dyed dark red by blood and corpses.

Of course, this is not the only large-scale war and killing in the Ravnica time and space. There are many similar situations in other places, and there is a trend of intensification.

Especially after the news of Niv-Mizzet's assassination and serious injuries began to spread on a large scale, those who were originally intimidated by the name of "Flame Spirit" and dared not act rashly also joined this unprecedented carnival party.

Some guilds completed more than a dozen changes of presidents in less than a few hours.

At the fastest frequency, seven or eight were replaced in an hour, and almost as soon as one came up, he was killed immediately, and the cycle continued over and over again.

Obviously, this alien planeswalker under Nicol Bolas knew very well how to completely destroy the infrastructure of an organization.

He did not simply kill the guild leaders and senior executives, but instead constantly deconstructed the entire management system, knocked the originally high authority to the ground and stepped on it hard, making everyone lose their awe.

In this way, ambition and desire will prompt the lower-level members to have the illusion of "I can do it too".

This is like the control of the central court in the last years of the dynasty began to decline sharply, and naturally it would breed various separatist forces.

The fall of authority and the loss of awe are often far more terrible than simply losing a leader and falling into a short-term chaos.

Because it is largely like a revolution, it is bottom-up and often causes unimaginable terrorist destructive power.

And this chaos will continue until a new authority and order are formed.

"It seems that this guy knows the weaknesses of human nature and civilization, doesn't he?"

The dark prince Greya stood on the top of a mountain, looking down at the situation of the entire battlefield from a high place, with a hint of undisguised appreciation in his tone.

Even as an enemy, he couldn't help but applaud the other party's series of precise and deadly operations.

Whether it was spreading seeds with black market auctions as bait, or suddenly launching a surprise attack to wipe out the entire Ten Alliance's top leaders, it was obviously carefully planned.

The most important thing is that before the launch, no one was aware of this potential huge threat.

By the time it was discovered, everything was too late.

Just like the war between the Gruul tribe and the Boros Legion, it is impossible to tell how many people are under control and how many are out of old grudges.

In such a complicated situation, the only way to stop the chaos from continuing is to launch a bloody purge on both sides at the same time.

But this is obviously not something that Ravnica can do now.

So Graya didn't waste time intervening in the civil strife of the Ten Guildpact, but kept chasing the footsteps of this unknown planeswalker throughout Ravnica, intending to set a trap to catch him.

As for the Ten Guildpact...

Sorry, he doesn't even look down on the tiny combat power of this group of misfits.

After all, the only function of this plane is to provide a battlefield for the War of the Spark.

There is no other meaning.

As an evil camp, he never cared about the life and death of the residents of Ravnica from the beginning.

Or, in other words, all these dead people are "normal losses" incidental to the war.

When his father wins the final victory, he will most likely choose to resurrect them all.

Sancho, who was standing next to him, responded with a gloomy face: "Yes, this guy is as cautious as a mouse hiding in a hole. As long as he finds any movement, he will immediately choose to activate the spark to escape. Otherwise, we should have caught him in the hall of the Simic Union Guild in a few hours."

"Haha, there is no need to be so anxious. Just treat this as a small game before the big show.

After all, no matter how well he does, the impact on the overall situation is minimal.

What's more, it is not easy to catch a planeswalker who can activate the spark to escape at any time when the opponent clearly does not want to have a head-on collision.

You know, we don't have much experience in this area.

On the contrary, Jinjitaxia is said to have successfully captured quite a number of planeswalkers and successfully transformed them into part of New Phyrexia.

I borrowed some gadgets from him, hoping to come in handy at a critical moment."

After that, the Dark Prince Greya suddenly had a planeswalker card in his hand, and it was obvious that he was ready to use something to limit the power of the spark.

After all, the technology to restrict the spark of the planeswalker was quite mature as early as the old Phyrexia era ruled by Yawgmoth.

Later, with the continuous in-depth research of Zuo Si, Jinjitaxia, Vashtor and other Devil, countless iterations and innovations have been completed.

At present, it is possible to directly seal the spark in the extradimensional space, and then complete the body and even the soul of the planeswalker, and then reconnect with the spark to restore it to its original state after the end.

The whole process only takes a short time, and there is no need to worry about the opponent escaping.

Of course, considering that the planeswalker who mainly uses green mana will have a certain resistance to the oil, Graya is very cautious to reserve a quick gift package for the opponent that combines negative effects such as immobilization, paralysis, charm, and mind blast.

In short, the biggest problem facing at the moment has never been the battle, but that you can't even see people at all, and the opponent doesn't give you a chance to meet.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to play this cat-and-mouse game of hide-and-seek with that guy. If you don't have anything else to do, I'll go back first."

Sancho obviously hated the feeling of being led by the nose by his opponent when he was powerful but couldn't use it.

He also realized that the battle between planeswalkers was very different from any enemy he had encountered before.

The most terrifying thing was the unlimited teleportation ability.

As long as he didn't want to die, it would be difficult for others to kill him.

No wonder the war between planeswalkers has been going on since ancient times, but few people have really died.

"Are you sure? You know, this is a very valuable opportunity to accumulate experience in fighting with other planeswalkers. Once you miss it, you don't know when you will meet again next time."

Greya reminded him kindly.

"Forget it, since Niv-Mizzet's injuries became more and more serious and he began to fall into a coma intermittently, I have too many things to do."

Sancho obviously made up his mind, waved his hand without looking back, and disappeared into the darkness.

Perhaps because he was the descendant of Baal, the god of murder, he had experienced too many dangers and bloody fights when he was young, so he had no attachment to fighting at all.

If possible, he would prefer the peaceful and stable life in Ravnica these years, rather than thinking about killing others every day, or preventing himself from being killed by others.

Looking at Sancho's gradually receding back, Graya couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Alas - what a pity, I thought we were the same kind."

"The same kind?

Humph!

He is not worthy of being your kind.

Because this son of Baal did not regard himself as a transcendent in his heart, but was very attached to the life of a mortal.

The reason why he got involved in this matter was just to repay Soth's kindness.

After the war is over, he will choose to leave and travel to a place where no one knows him."

The voice of the goddess of the night, Shar, echoed in the mind of the prince of darkness.

"I think it's not bad.

After all, the more people take this path, the more intense the competition will be in the future.

Since Sancho is not my kind, I'd better focus more on my sister.

By the way, she hasn't arrived in Ravnica yet, has she?"

When mentioning little Annie, Graya's tone immediately became serious.

Shall sneered and replied: "No, she has arrived, and she is with another person, and is looting an unknown treasure house at the moment."

"What?!"

The Dark Prince was stunned for a moment.

Because he knew that his good sister had just swept the kingdom of the platinum dragon king White Hamut not long ago, and normally she should not look down on the "junk" of the Ten Alliance in Ravnica.

He didn't understand what little Annie's motive was.

Could it be that she suddenly awakened to "kleptomania"?

Oh my God!

If this is true, how can he have the face to mix in the circle of gods, quasi-powers and planeswalkers in the future?

Once exposed, the old father Zuo Si and the entire family will lose face!

As the eldest son of the family, Graya will never allow such a situation to happen.

It is his duty to defend the family's honor!

This is the first thought that subconsciously popped up in his mind.

"Where is my sister now?"

The Dark Prince obviously didn't care about chasing the alien planeswalker who turned the whole of Ravnica upside down, and all his thoughts were on little Annie.

"Sorry, I don't know much either, I just felt the existence of her magic. You should know best that this little girl has a very strong chaotic attribute, so it is basically impossible to lock her position."

Sha'er explained in a slightly helpless tone.

She now understands why the third-generation magic goddess Midnight is so troublesome about little Annie.

When this girl wants to hide herself, it is almost like water merging into the sea.

Can anyone separate a basin of water from the sea?

The answer is obviously no.

So both Shar and Midnight can only vaguely sense the existence of little Annie, but cannot confirm her specific location.

"Damn it! My father doesn't allow me to easily summon the creations of New Phyrexia here, this is troublesome."

Graya held his forehead and showed a painful expression.

Without a large number of new Phyrexian probes for carpet search, it would be a pipe dream to sweep the complex terrain and huge area of ​​Ravnica.

But soon he suddenly remembered that if he wanted to steal something, he should definitely look for places with the most valuable treasures.

So how many places like this are there in the entire Ravnica?

First of all, the people in the Azorius Senate are neither greedy nor have any hobby of collecting, so there must not be many valuable things.

Although the Rakdos Cult is cruel and murderous, they are not interested in property, so naturally they cannot be a target.

Although the Gruul tribe often plunders, they are too violent and barbaric to trade or use currency. They just rob whatever they want and throw it away when they lose interest. In fact, they have not accumulated any decent treasures.

Guilds such as the Boros Legion, the Selesnya Conclave, and the Simic Union are also either too Buddhist or spend their money on other things, so it is basically impossible for them to have too much property.

Only very wealthy guilds like Dimir House and Izzet League could possibly have something that could interest little Annie.

After figuring this out, Graya went to one of the locations to check the situation without even a second of hesitation.

But he obviously forgot that his sister was a real chaotic camp.

And the biggest feature of the chaotic camp is that it will never act in the way normal people think.

At this moment, little Annie was looting the library of the Azorius Senate with her good friend Loki.

To be precise, they were looting the most valuable ancient scrolls in the entire Ravnica time and space.

Some of them should be considered the property of the ancient planeswalker Azor, and their preciousness can be imagined.

"Hahahaha! Look! There is a scroll with some sacred magic spell recorded here."

Loki carefully swept the dust off the surface of the scroll, and the whole person laughed happily.

Since she completely released her nature, she has been doing things and pranks with little Annie, building her own happiness on the pain of others.

Otherwise, like now, sneak into the treasure house and pack up all the things that interest you, and then leave a small note that mocks the other party for being poor or thanks the other party for the generous gift.

Then hide secretly and watch the owner get furious or heartbroken after finding out.

I have to say, this is really a bad taste.

"Hehe!

I said there are good things here, right?

Father said that Ravnica is a special plane among all planes.

Almost all planeswalkers will come here after awakening the spark.

So it brings together knowledge, technology, ideas, culture and art styles from different planes.

Although we can't leave now and can only stay here, it doesn't mean we can't continue to have fun.

By the way, there are still many files of case trials here.

Why don't we modify the results above and increase the prisoner's sentence from six months to six hundred years?

And this, change the hanging to minced meat.

I believe that both the judge who pronounces the sentence and those mortals will be stunned, and the scene must be very interesting."

When saying this, the girl's eyes flashed with excitement and anticipation like a little devil.

Of course, this does not mean that she is so evil in her heart, but she simply thinks it's fun and there is no real malice.

But it is precisely because of this that it is the most terrifying.

Nothing is more creepy than a pure fun person.

Scholars in Faerun often emphasize that people in the Chaotic Neutral camp are often more dangerous than Chaotic Evil.

After all, the latter often show obvious malice and motives when they want to do something, so it is easy to arouse others' vigilance.

But the former, because they have no malice, are simply hard to guard against, and by the time they react, everything is too late.

The most typical example is the Eldar God of Laughter, Xigochi, in the Warhammer universe.

Although this guy seems harmless on the surface and has protected a large number of Eldar from the clutches of Slaanesh, the things he has done are not small at all. He is known as the Four Great Planners together with the Lord of Mankind, Tzeentch, and the Star God Deceiver.

At present, little Annie is tending to develop in this direction.

Especially after merging with Loki, her intelligence and cognitive level began to grow rapidly exponentially, and now she looks like a 16- or 17-year-old girl.

"Aha! That's a good idea! Let me see."

When it comes to pranks, Loki immediately became excited and hurriedly came close to start pointing fingers at the case files.

After a while, the cases with more than 50,000 points were completely out of the original strict trial under the modification of the two people, and completely turned into surprises, shocks and big jokes.

For example, they sentenced a thief who stole a cow and killed it for meat to work as a cow for the owner, and he must crawl on all fours like a cow and can't talk but can only moo...

According to the above clauses, the Azorius Senate, which has always been known for its seriousness and fairness, will probably become a big joke.

But the premise is that these mortals have to survive this bloody turmoil.

After all the case files around were tampered with, little Annie sighed with lingering feelings: "It would be great if I could see the verdict of these cases immediately. But with the current situation in Ravnica, I'm afraid the court will not be able to open normally for a long time."

"Yeah, it's a pity."

Loki sat on the ground and threw the pen in his hand far away. He looked unusually relaxed.

But after a few seconds, he suddenly changed the subject and asked: "How much do you know about this Spark War? What exactly does your father want to achieve?"

"Well-how should I put it? Dad wants to restore his planeswalker spark to the powerful power of the ancient times that can easily create time and space and even the universe. In order to achieve this, many sparks of the new generation of planeswalkers must be seized."

Little Annie roughly introduced the situation to Loki.

Unlike the dark prince Graya who seriously intended to go all out, she obviously regarded this war as her own playground.

As for dealing with the enemy, that was just a side job, and having fun was the first priority.

"Creating time, space and even the universe?!"

Loki's pupils suddenly dilated when he heard these words, and a huge wave of emotions was stirred up in his heart.

You have to know that during the time he had fun with the girl, he had roughly understood how powerful the power of the planeswalker's spark was.

Compared with this power, the Asgard God Realm and the dimensional demons all had to stand aside.

But such a BUG-like power was actually castrated and degraded!

He couldn't imagine how terrifying the planeswalkers with complete sparks in ancient times were.

Little Annie shrugged her shoulders indifferently: "I heard about it too.

As for the real situation, we have to wait until Dad wins this war to know.

Remember to behave well.

When the time comes, I will ask Dad for a spark for you, and you can travel between different time and space and universes like me, without the help of other external objects."

"Understood! I won't let you down."

As he spoke, a dagger emitting darkness and nothingness appeared out of thin air in Loki's hand. It was the one that the dark prince Greya gave to Jingitashia before.

But for some reason, it now fell into the hands of the god of mischief.

It can be predicted that Loki will play a very important role in this spark war.

"Let's go, there's nothing fun here anymore, let's go to another place. You know, before Nicol Bolas arrives, we still have some time to move freely as we please."

Little Annie raised her hand to open a random portal that she didn't even know where it led to, and jumped in without any hesitation.

"As you command, my beautiful and intelligent princess."

Loki bowed with exaggerated movements, and then followed in.

After the Azorius Senate, the second victim is about to appear.

The troubled Ravnica is about to usher in what may be the darkest day since its birth...