The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

after one day.

The industrialized underground chamber that was originally filled with various mechanical parts has become an operating room filled with all kinds of flesh and blood.

Countless blood and flesh, like torn residues, are scattered all over the underground chamber at will.

Most of those things came from Mishra's subordinates.

Face Yogmov.

They had no resistance at all when they were guarding nearby.

Easily, it becomes a pile of minced meat that cannot be described in detail.

And Mishra as the main target.

Now it is even more miserable, like a dried specimen, quietly hung on a shelf.

His abdomen is like an opened box, which has been thrown directly from the middle.

A large number of organs have long since disappeared.

Instead, many refined mechanical artifacts are forcibly maintaining Misra's life.

His lips were cut.

After a long period of transformation, even the power to scream was lost.

After exhausting his last strength, he just asked feebly:

"who are you?"

Faced with this boring question that is almost tired of listening.

Yogmov first scratched the opponent's liver casually, and inlaid something resembling a miniature gear in the gap of the blood vessel.

He replied casually:

"The [Disabled Stone] that you took, was able to be born because of part of my credit. Guess who I am?"

Heard this.

Misra, whose brain was already groggy, flashed countless messages in her mind.

As an existence that relies on the [Stone of Impairment] to be able to rise.

Mishra naturally studied [Solan history] in depth.

I roughly know the truth about the destruction of that powerful ethnic group.

And among them.

Emphasized about a madman.

A crazy and cruel lunatic who directly led to the destruction of [Solan Civilization].

It is said that the birth of [Power Stone] and [Disable Power Stone] is directly related to the madman and another [Sorlan Man] genius.

Look at the guy in front of me.

Especially after combining the other party's means of doing things.

Misra was both surprised and a little unbelievable.

After hesitating for a while, he was a little uncertain to say a name:

"Yogmoth?"

Hear the words.

Yogmov, who was named, showed no change in his expression, but sighed nonchalantly:

"It seems that my reputation, even after thousands of years of time has passed, is still pretty good in this old soil of [Sorlan Kingdom]..."

While talking.

He took out dozens of slender metal nails from the toolbox on the side.

Forcibly nail them into the joints of Mishra's body.

Afterwards, he took out a special tool and began to slowly make gestures to Mishra's skull, as if he was planning to perform a craniotomy on the opponent.

But it's still the kind that doesn't take anesthetics.

Listen to his tacit words.

Look at these sights again.

As a victim, Mishra can only feel infinite despair in her heart.

He is very clear.

Let alone this time.

Even in a state of proper preparation, he was not qualified to fight this madman named Yogmov.

This is one of the most famous geniuses in the history of [Thoran Race]!

I also understood why the artifacts and artifact creatures I made were robbed of control without resistance.

To put it bluntly, the technology he used was nothing more than a few leftover limbs and arms from [Solan Civilization] back then.

Naturally, it is impossible to resist Yogmov, who has mastered high-level technology!

then.

The thing that greets Misra is eternal despair...

His brain was forcibly opened, his soul was taken out, and his self-consciousness began to be forcibly rewritten...

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Two days later.

Everything is over.

The basement was calm again.

In this bloody environment, Misra seemed to have recovered intact and stood on the ground again.

Judging from the appearance alone, it is almost impossible to see any problems.

only.

At this time, if anyone can peel off his skin.

It can be immediately discovered that at least 70% of Mishra's body has been replaced with a special metal structure.

Various spell patterns, energy cores, and artifact parts replaced the internal organs that he originally relied on for survival.

And his own will.

Under the irresistible force, he sank into eternal darkness and became a servant of Yogmoth.

"Don't let me down, do the tasks I have arranged."

When the figure of Yogmov gradually left.

Mishra, who had been transformed into a semi-sacred creature, knelt down on the ground, and responded enthusiastically: "Respect your will."

It is like a fanatical believer who has listened to his own deity.

Next.

Under the will of Yogmov.

Mishra, who was already different from the past, began to madly absorb the fallen knowledge from the [Phyrexian World].

Based on this.

Constantly expand their power.

In front of Misra’s terrifying technology, and his indefatigable and death-defying army of artifacts and artifact creatures, ordinary forces are simply unable to effectively resist...

Decades later.

Mishra, whose power had expanded to a certain extent, saw a familiar figure again.

His Big Brother.

Urza.

Just as he rules countless mortals now.

The opponent also successfully ruled a powerful kingdom.

So after many years, the two began to confront each other again.

It's just that this time, the situation is no longer as petty as it was last time.

Under their will, millions of artifacts and artifact creatures, like a swarm of locusts that cover the sky and the sun, have launched an extremely fierce fight!

Two geniuses connected by blood.

It reveals its own power to the whole [Dominaria World]...

Countless mortals can only tremble under their feet.

Even those who are capable of Transcendent, are also amazed by the superb technology of the two.

Otherwise.

Did not arouse any suspicion.

Everyone only regards this as a regular struggle within the world.

Only Urza, who was fighting Misra, found something wrong with his own professional knowledge, but couldn't tell the problem.

He looked at his Little Brother and the other's subordinates, all full of signs of reformation.

I don't understand at all, how could the other party transform himself into an artifact creature.

But after some thinking.

I just think that own Little Brother has gone on a crooked road.

Did not deliberately guess something that is too conspiracy.

Because he is sure.

The other party is indeed own Little Brother!

It's just that in terms of personality, it has changed a lot compared to the past.

And those changes.

It was also subconsciously classified by him as the normal changes after the influence of time, and he didn't think much about it.

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