A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Nicol Bolas has appeared! Quick! Bring out all our weapons of mass destruction! Now is the best time to destroy him!"

"Where are the nuclear weapons? How many do we have left? Put them all into the barrels!"

"No! Not enough! We need to activate the ultimate fire spell prepared by the Great Flame Spirit!"

"Yes! We still have that ultimate fire spell! But activating it may consume all the energy reserves of the entire guild."

"You still care about reserve energy at this time? If we lose this war, we will all be finished."

...

With the official start of the full-scale invasion, the entire Izzet Alliance was completely in chaos.

As the only guild in the Ten Guildpact that can still maintain stability and organizational structure, they are almost the last hope of the entire Ravnica resistance.

But a nuclear bomb dropped and did not cause much casualties, which was really beyond everyone's expectations.

After all, in their opinion, even if this thing could not kill the Elder Dragon Planeswalker, at least all the vanguard troops sent over should be cleared to buy more time for the next response.

But the result was far beyond everyone's expectations.

Those immortals who were strengthened with divine power and divinity were no longer fragile undead creatures.

Except for the area at the center of the explosion, they quickly recovered their mobility under the influence of a large range of negative energy magic.

At present, these immortals are constantly expanding outward with the space-time bridge as the center under the control of Shane VII and Liliana.

In less than an hour, they occupied the nearest city and annihilated all the Boros Legion who bravely resisted and wanted to defend their guild headquarters.

At this rate of advancement, it will not take a few days for the entire Ravnica plane to fall completely and become a world ruled by the tyrant Nicol Bolas.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some lunatics and lunatics just want to take out all the big killers in the Izzet League warehouse and show everyone their shocking "artistic" taste.

After all, there was Niv-Mizzet in the past, and many things were put aside after successful research and never taken out again.

Now is the perfect opportunity to make the guild famous and let those arrogant fools see the foundation and strength of the strongest guild in the Ten Guildpact.

"Quiet! Calm down!"

Seeing the scene become a little chaotic, Sancho couldn't help but hold his forehead and shouted.

Throw out all the remaining nuclear warheads in one breath?

Activate the ultimate fire spell?

What a joke!

He dared to guarantee that if he did this, Nicol Bolas would come to the door and directly blow up the entire Izzet League headquarters.

You must know that the real purpose of the War of the Spark is to ignite the Transdimensional Beacon, attract as many planeswalkers as possible from the entire multiverse, and provide sufficient sparks for the release of the Elder Spell.

Moreover, Sancho's mission is not to defeat Nicol Bolas, but to ensure that the plan can be implemented smoothly until his teacher, Thors, who is still hiding somewhere, appears to seize the final fruits of victory.

So directly angering the other party was obviously not an option from the beginning.

"So what you mean is..."

An Izzet League senior looked at the young leader appointed by the founder of the guild with an uncertain look.

Sancho answered without hesitation: "Go inform Lal Zarek and tell him that it's time to light up that thing."

"What? Light up that thing? Are you crazy?"

Another senior executive widened his eyes in shock.

"No, I'm calm. This is also a plan that Niv-Mizzet himself has made a long time ago. If you have any objections to this, you can report it to him later. But now just follow the original plan."

Sancho did not give anyone the opportunity to question or refute him, and directly issued an order in an unquestionable tone.

As one of the youngest juniors in the guild, he is obviously seriously lacking in qualifications and prestige.

But fortunately, the Izzet League has never been an organization that likes to follow the rules, but a super scientific research institution full of enthusiasm and a little crazy.

The way to win respect here is simple, that is, to create an amazing explosion.

Whether this explosion is magic or a device made by special technical means

Therefore, in the streets where the Izzet Union headquarters is located, you can often hear violent explosions suddenly, or witness a room or a building flying directly into the air.

Residents living nearby have long been accustomed to this.

Because they are basically all members of the Izzet Union, or their families.

As for the injuries and deaths caused by the explosion, they are nothing to this group of guys who pursue extreme destructive power.

Sancho dares to guarantee that if he is willing to make the knowledge and technology of making nuclear weapons public, there will be many crazy people who ignore the safety regulations and try repeatedly in private, and the entire city where the guild headquarters is located may be blown up.

After all, the symbolic colors of the Izzet Union's mana are red and blue.

Red mana symbolizes destruction, passion, and impulse, while blue mana symbolizes wisdom and change.

When the two are combined, the image of the most typical mad scientist in many literary and film and television works is naturally produced.

If it weren't for the endorsement of Niv-Mizzet, the founder of the guild, and if they hadn't successfully created an amazingly powerful nuclear weapon, they probably wouldn't have listened to a young boy.

But now, they faced Sancho's orders without any hesitation and directly chose to obey unconditionally.

This is the cohesion of the guild that has always been led by the founder, and it is also the reason why Niv-Mizzet is widely respected in Ravnica.

As long as this ancient dragon is alive, the Izzet Alliance will never fall into civil strife like other guilds, but will firmly unite around him.

As Ravnica's last large-scale guild with an organic organizational structure launched the "End War Plan", Lal Zarek soon received the message and went alone to the top of the spire located at the highest point of the entire guild.

Looking at this "beacon" made with the unique ability of his Planeswalker Spark, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and said to Jace Beleren next to him: "I'm going to activate it, do you have anything else to tell me?" ”

The latter shook his head expressionlessly: "No, no, let's get started. Let's see whether Nicol Bolas is more powerful, or whether we, the new generation of planeswalkers, are more powerful together. "

"In that case, let's get started."

Without hesitation, Lal Zarek activated the beacon that stood at the top of the spire.

The next second...

Bright and dazzling light began to shine through the endless dark void in the hearts of all planeswalkers with sparks.

Although observed with the naked eye, the brightness of this beacon is not very high, but gives people a cold feeling.

But in the eyes of the planeswalkers, it was as bright as a torch.

No matter how far away you are, you can clearly feel it at this moment, and get the coordinates of Ravnica's time and space.

You don’t need to ask to know that Ral Zarek’s behavior is like actively exposing his position in the Dark Forest theory. In this way, he will attract more and more powerful planeswalkers to join the camp against Nicol Bolas. .

After all, through their own investigation and the information deliberately disclosed by Zuo Si, the small group headed by Jace Belian already knew that the old dragon possessed a terrifying artifact like the Eternal Sacred Sun.

This also means that when those planeswalkers are attracted by the beacon, they will inevitably be locked in Ravnica and cannot go anywhere.

If you don't want to be robbed of the spark, you can only join forces with local forces to defeat this ambitious elder dragon.

In other words, it is equivalent to setting up a bait to attract all the fish, and then forcing all planeswalkers to join the war through threats, intimidation, and kidnapping.

This strategy has proven to be quite effective.

It didn't take long before quite a few planeswalkers teleported over one after another, wanting to see what was going on here.

But no one knew that in addition to the planeswalkers, there was another group that was also taking advantage of the troubled waters and was sent in.

And they are the "players" who have been kept free by Zuo Si.

To be precise, those elites who have been carefully selected for special training and promotion.

It's just that they don't rely on planeswalker sparks, but on cave realm branches hidden in unknown corners.

"Is this the battlefield for the final battle?"

A warrior covered in "divine clothing" asked in an uncertain tone.

The mage next to him nodded without thinking: "Well, it seems so. I can't believe that all this is going to end soon. In order not to leave any regrets, let us let go and make a fuss this time. Come on."

"Hehe! Of course! I brought all the good things here."

Another person patted his back and showed a creepy smile on the tube that was as thick as his thigh and covered with dense mysterious patterns and symbols.

"Okay, don't be nagging. Before anyone notices us, we should spread out immediately and prepare for the battle. Remember, this time we can only operate in small groups at most, and we must not gather together on a large scale."

The leader, a strong man wearing a fully enclosed helmet and a powered mecha, gave instructions to everyone present in a loud voice.

"I got it. Don't worry, we're not rookies and we know what to do."

"That's right. Our team is going to the east."

"Let's go southwest."

With each other's words, this group of players quickly broke into pieces and disappeared into the endless maze-like cities, wilderness, and forests of Ravnica's time and space.

About half an hour later, the first team encountered the Eternals and a fierce battle broke out.

In less than three to five minutes, they easily eliminated these undead creatures with little intelligence and simply amazing defense and resistance with the help of the artifacts in their hands.

After the battle, a member of the team couldn't help but open his face mask and complained: "Damn it! What happened to these undead creatures? Isn't this too hard? If I hadn't upgraded the ones in my hands before, Swords and weapons with an enchantment level of +2 or +3 cannot hurt them at all.”

"More than just being tough, it took me four high-level spells of seven levels or above to barely cause any damage."

The only female member of the team also rolled her eyes.

While they were inspecting the remains of the Immortal and having a heated discussion, they did not realize that the information they had obtained was being transmitted back to the location of the soul in one piece.

"The great supreme mastermind, the preliminary analysis report on the Eternal Legion has come out."

Wielding half-mechanical, half-flesh tentacles, the Perfect Mindbender transmits vast amounts of information through psionic powers.

After about a few minutes, the mastermind responded with great interest: "How did the other party do this? Those immortals obviously don't have much divinity and power, but they have quite incredible effects."

"I think this should be some kind of ability unique to the Planeswalker Spark.

Fortunately, these immortals are only durable enough, and their intelligence and attack methods are very limited.

The only problem is that according to Mr. Soth's description, they are suspected of having the ability to resist the completion of the shimmering oil.

Maybe we should capture a few alive and bring them back for experiments. "

The inner demon of perfection made a suggestion cautiously.

"No, there is no need to alert the enemy. Just continue to observe through the player's field of vision."

The mastermind rejected the proposal outright.

Not only that, her huge body finally no longer remained silent, but directly activated the Planeswalker Spark to reach the moon outside the atmosphere of Ravnica's time and space, observing the development of the situation from a distance, and then made preparations Prepare to intervene in response to Zuo Si's call.

Moreover, the mastermind also saw a strange crimson nebula floating not far from the planet.

If nothing else, it should be Sargeras, the Lord of the Burning Legion and the Dark Titan.

As a cautious person, Zuo Si has obviously made countless preparations for this Sparks War, and this time it can be said that he has used all his cards.

It's just that these trump cards are still covered and not revealed for the time being.

Because after witnessing the elder's spell being used and the sparks of thousands of planeswalkers being forcibly stripped from the body, he would not show up easily, let alone take action easily.

At the moment, as one of the masterminds behind the scenes, he is walking like an ordinary person in a restaurant in a city that has not yet fallen. He is happily wandering along the most famous local snack street like a normal person, and from time to time he is holding his hand. He handed the food to the cute little loli who was following behind.

If you observe the party carefully, you will find that this little loli has eaten several times her body weight in less than ten minutes, but her belly does not have the slightest bulge, it is completely like a bottomless pit.

"Do you think this one tastes better, or this one tastes better?"

Zuo Si pinched the girl's delicate little nose affectionately and asked with a smile.

"Yeah - they're all delicious!"

The little guy licked his lips with unsatisfied intention, and a bright and dazzling light flashed in his two big eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Haha, that's right. Only the weak need to make choices. The strong one should be me who wants them all. It seems that you have listened to what I have taught you recently, Ai-chan."

Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth and showed a happy smile.

Yes, the little loli behind him is none other than the Azeroth star soul whom he raised as his daughter.

Although there is still some distance to fully awaken, he already has the consciousness and intelligence level of a five- or six-year-old child.

And after accepting the power given by Mirrodin, he is now the most powerful existence among all Titans.

"I want that!"

The young Titan pointed at a burrito-like food on one of the stalls.

Like all saplings of intelligent creatures, she was now interested only in good food and fun.

"Give me three."

Zuo Si directly conjured a handful of this world's currency out of thin air and threw it to the stall owner.

Since this city is quite far away from where the war broke out, it has remained relatively peaceful and has not fallen into war or started large-scale exodus like other places.

"Please wait!"

The vendor immediately beamed after taking the money, and with extremely skillful movements, he took a few steaming hot dishes and handed them over. At the same time, he did not forget to praise: "Sir, your daughter is so cute. She will definitely be smart and beautiful when she grows up." heartthrob.”

"Thanks for the compliment."

Zuo Si took the food and handed it directly to the young Titan, while the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Heartthrob?

Stop it!

Once you see the real Titan of Azeroth, you will understand that the cute little thing you see in front of you is completely a deceptive illusion.

To be precise, the true forms of all Titans are those filled with unparalleled power.

But fortunately, they can transform into any person or animal when not in combat.

As a result, under the stunned gaze of the stall owner, Aijiang stuffed three large burritos weighing a kilogram into her stomach in just a few bites, and then followed Zuo Si to eat at the next restaurant with a satisfied look on her face.

Waiting until the two of them walked away, he couldn't help but exclaimed with trembling nerves: "Oh my God! That...that girl actually ate food several times more than her own weight! Could she have turned into a monster? Bar?"

"Boy! I'll teach you a rule of thumb for survival in Ravnica, which is to mind your own business. Because you can't tell whether the other person is a human by his appearance."

Another old vendor next door gave a meaningful warning.

Just when the young vendor wanted to ask a few more questions, an angel with white wings suddenly descended from the sky and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Alert! Alert! Ravnica has been invaded by the enemy! Everyone, please go home quickly." Hide in the windows and doors! The terrifying undead army will come over soon!"

"What? Who dares to invade here?"

"Where are the Guildpact? What are they doing? Why don't they organize resistance?"

"I heard that civil strife broke out in the Guildpact, and they are now busy fighting for power. Some cities have been reduced to ruins under their mutual attacks."

"You mean... internal and external troubles!"

"Otherwise? Pack your things and go home and escape! Otherwise it will be too late by the time those monsters come in."

…

With people shouting and talking in panic, the whole city quickly became turbulent.

Fortunately, the order and authority here have not been destroyed, so no serious crimes have occurred.

Looking at the residents who were either escaping in a hurry with their entire family or using boards or bricks to seal their doors and windows, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and sigh: "It's now like this, where can we escape to?"

The words have not yet been spoken!

A familiar voice suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Silver armor!

A pure white cloak!

A sharp sword that emits golden holy light!

And those bright and determined eyes!

She was none other than Elspeth Tire, who had knelt down and sworn allegiance to Zuo Si.

Ever since she transferred all the survivors of Mirrodin time and space to another world, she has been fulfilling her promise to protect these refugees, and even helped them establish their own country and city in the new world.

Watching these people who originally had nothing gradually acquire their own houses, land, and homes, and live a good life with ample food and clothing, this female planeswalker with the noble qualities of a paladin gained great spiritual satisfaction.

In her eyes, there was nothing more worthy of her following than a powerful, intelligent, wise, rational, benevolent, and generous ruler like Zuo Si.

Of course, this is just her wishful thinking.

As everyone knows, Shuoyou and Old Phyrexia, who caused huge mental trauma and psychological shadow in her childhood, have all been absorbed by Zuo Si and have become unprecedentedly powerful.

"Lord, what happened here?"

Elspei knelt down on one knee and bowed to Zuo Si first, then raised his head and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Zuo Si responded bluntly: "It's Nicol Bolas. He finally couldn't bear it and launched a full-scale invasion of Ravnica. The War of the Spark has begun. But didn't I tell you not to get involved in this matter? ?”

Elspeth raised her head and smiled slightly: "No, I can't do it while watching the monarch I swore allegiance to fight while I stay far away. Please allow me to be the sharp sword in your hand to fight against this evil elder. Dragon Planewalker.”

"Oh, are you sure? You know once you join, there is no turning back."

A playful expression appeared on Zuo Si's face.

"Of course! Please be sure to give me the most dangerous mission! It is our duty to fight against evil!"

After saying that, Elspei clenched the holy sword in his hand, exuding an indomitable momentum.

Because she wants to use this war to prove that she has emerged from the shadow of childhood and will no longer dwell on the pain of the past, but can boldly embrace the future.

"Well, since this is your wish, then I will grant it to you. Elspeth Tire, I now order you to help those refugees escape from the pursuit of Nicol Bolas's immortal army, as far as possible More to save innocent lives.”

Zuo Si bluntly issued an order that was most in line with the other party's values.

"It's my pleasure!"

Elspeth obviously didn't realize what this War of Sparks meant. She gladly accepted the order and stood up to activate the ability of the holy sword in her hand. A pair of angel-like golden wings immediately appeared behind her and soared into the sky.

With her arrival, Ravnica has now gathered an astonishing number of planeswalkers.

It can even be said that almost one-third or more of the planeswalkers in the entire multiverse are gathered here.

You must know that in history, except for the repair of time rifts led by the time mage Teferi, there has basically never been a situation where so many planeswalkers have gathered in one time and space.

Zuo Si could even clearly feel the violent resonance of countless sparks in this small space.

If anyone can detonate all the sparks at this time, then the entire multiverse will inevitably be destroyed and swallowed by the dark void.

But it is precisely because of this that he is full of expectations for the effect of the elder's spell...