Chapter 967 The chess pieces are in place
"Hahahaha!
The hyperspace beacon has been ignited!
More and more planeswalkers are gathering in Ravnica than ever before!
They are like prey caught in a trap, unaware of what will happen next.
All these sparks of light will eventually become the nourishment for me to ascend the throne and become a god.
The great dragonlord Nicol Bolas will soon become a dragon god!
The entire multiverse and even the dark void will surrender at my feet! ”
Nicol Bolas stood where the space-time bridge was, grinning wildly and letting out an unbridled laugh.
As an extremely arrogant elder dragon planeswalker, he and Zuo Si had undoubtedly felt the effects of the increasing number of planeswalkers gathering in the time and space of Ravnica, and the gathering of a large number of sparks.
And this is precisely the prerequisite for casting the elder's spell.
In fact, the current number of planeswalkers is enough, and the Eternal Sacred Sun can be activated immediately to lock the entire time and space.
But Nicol Bolas is obviously not satisfied with just restoring the strength he once had in the past, but wants to use this opportunity to reach a higher level.
To achieve this, he needs more planeswalkers and more Sparks.
So up to now, the huge legion of immortals has not been advancing at a fast pace. Instead, it has maintained a rhythm of constantly squeezing the living space, forcing the new generation of planeswalkers to constantly call for friends.
After all, just like the stand-in messengers, planeswalkers are also attracted to each other.
When a young planeswalker ignites a spark and gains the ability to travel freely through infinite time, space and universe, his worldview, values and life goals will inevitably undergo violent shocks.
They may even become estranged from their original relatives and friends because of their different visions.
At this time, the only person who can enter his heart and become his friend is often another planeswalker.
Therefore, every planeswalker basically has several like-minded planeswalker friends, and at the same time, there are also several planeswalker enemies who love to hate or are unwilling to die.
Nicol Bolas now hopes that the planeswalkers who arrived in Ravnica will be forced by the Eternal Legion to summon all the planeswalker friends they know.
When the number of gathered sparks no longer continues to grow, the Eternal Sacred Sun will be activated to lock the space.
Until then, he will play with these "little guys".
Thinking of this, Nicol Bolas raised a front paw and touched his chin and asked the Necromancer Liliana: "What are the current losses of my Legion of Eternals? Have they not encountered any noteworthy enemies?"< br>
"The losses were not much, and we did encounter some interesting guys, but they were far from worthy of special attention."
Liliana gave the answer in a tone without any emotion.
After all, planeswalkers often come from various different styles of time and space, so their fighting methods and the weapons they use are also diverse.
So as long as the ability is not particularly outrageous or has overwhelming power, no matter how weird it is, it is not worth making a fuss about.
In this regard, Liliana, who has lived for a century, can be said to be well-informed.
But she obviously didn't know that the enemies she called "interesting" were not planeswalkers, but "players" that the mastermind deliberately inserted to observe the situation and create chaos.
Although these guys are a bit unsatisfactory in terms of strength, they have extremely terrifying abilities to get things done, and they are all bold and fearless.
Maybe you can't expect them to accomplish anything big despite all odds, but doing damage and muddying the water to divert the enemy's attention is definitely worth ten.
Zuo Si has used these players to draw hatred more than once, so he is already familiar with this.
Especially as the mastermind of the behind-the-scenes supervision, he knows very well how to maximize the effects of these "highly unstable factors", causing the enemy to feel both a headache and helpless.
It's just that the players are still in the stage of getting familiar with the environment and collecting intelligence, so they haven't taken any drastic action yet.
But it won't be long before they figure out the situation, and various unscrupulous methods for treating hypotension will appear one after another.
By then it will be too late to come to your senses.
Nicol Bolas did not realize the seriousness of the problem yet, and continued to ask with interest: "What about the others? What are they busy with?"
"Tezzeret is busy searching for artifacts, technologies, and knowledge that interests him;
Shane VII controls half of the Eternal Legion and keeps pushing in the other direction;
Your subordinate, covered with plants and flowers, said he wanted to find Huasca, but for some reason there has been no news for several hours. He might have been killed.
As for the others, they were basically putting pressure on the planeswalkers according to their original plan. ”
When saying these words, Liliana's tone was obviously filled with a hint of schadenfreude.
Obviously, being forced to join the War of Sparks, she longed for more unexpected situations. It would be best to force this elder dragon to have to run around to put out fires, so that she could have a chance to escape control and regain her freedom.
"What? Mamus lost contact!"
Nicol Bolas frowned slightly, showing a confused look.
Don't get me wrong, as a ruthless tyrant, he doesn't care about the life or death of his subordinates, even those who admire him extremely and are loyal.
I just feel that this matter is a bit strange. Maybe there is my good brother Wu Jin hiding in the dark behind it.
Liliana nodded slightly: "Yes. It's not just Mamus who lost contact, but Vaska as well. Especially given the latter's resume, I'm not sure whether she was killed or chose to betray. ”
"Send a message to Tezzeret immediately and ask him to come over and see what's going on."
Nicol Bolas gave his orders bluntly.
From this point alone, it is not difficult to see that he does not care about Tezzeret's life and death at all, but treats him as cannon fodder that can be sacrificed at any time.
After all, the previous emphasis on this talented artifact master was just to facilitate the control of the time and space bridge.
But now the time and space bridge has completed its mission, not to mention that Xia En VII also has the ability to control the time and space bridge.
In other words, this chess piece is no longer useful.
"As you wish."
Liliana bowed gracefully, fully demonstrating the hypocrisy, politeness and upbringing of her aristocratic family background.
However, neither of them knew that the alien vegetative planeswalker was now wrapped in shimmering oil and was wailing in despair.
"No! This is impossible! How on earth did you get rid of the control of the seeds? I can obviously feel those plants in your body."
"Haha, it seems that Nicol Bolas and Tezzeret haven't mentioned Shining Oil and Mirrodin's New Phyrexia to you, right?"
The completely completed Gorgon Vaska pursed her lips and let out a mocking sneer.
It is not difficult to see from the state of the two of them that she easily captured this planeswalker by setting a trap. He turned the entire Ravnica space and time upside down by himself, leaving everyone helpless.
The reason is also very simple!
This plant-human planeswalker named Mamus was too confident in the ability of his own seeds, and did not realize that there were things that could reversely infect and control seeds.
That is Shuoyou, known as one of the three major natural disasters in the multiverse.
As a result, when he appeared in front of Vaska, he was immediately swallowed up by the rising oil and became what he is now.
Although the use of green mana made him extremely resistant to shimmering oil, and he was not quickly destroyed as soon as he touched it like other planeswalkers, he was still suffering inhuman torture and pain.
Every time the oil penetrated into his body a little more, he could feel the indescribable pain in his autonomic nerves.
This kind of pain beyond the limits of endurance is enough to drive anyone crazy.
But the problem is that the unique structure of plant life ensures that it will not faint, faint, or lose consciousness like animals. Instead, it will experience the entire process of completion from beginning to end, which is basically equivalent to repeatedly experiencing death by a thousand cuts. .
"Shuoyou? No! This is not Shuoyou at all!"
Mamous glanced at the indescribable thick black liquid around him.
As a planeswalker who is very sensitive to energy, he can clearly feel that this is something that is neither energy nor material, but closer to the rules of extra dimensions, and is completely different from the legendary shimmering oil. .
"Hmph!
idiot!
Do you think that under the leadership of the great father of New Phyrexia, Shioyou will still be the same as before when Yawgmoth was a useless leader?
Under his wise rule, both Shimmering Oil and New Phyrexia have completed their upgrades and transformations.
And your arrogant master is still in the dark and has no idea what is about to happen.
His opponent was never the spiritual dragon Wujin, but the supreme Lord Soth.
The real Ugin was slain long ago by the invincible Father of New Phyrexia.
It wouldn't be long before Nicol Bolas would follow in his footsteps. ”
There was naked and undisguised enthusiasm in Vaska's tone.
Because as long as she completes the guy in front of her, she can obtain most of the arrangements and trump cards of the elder dragon planeswalker.
"Ugin is dead! Is Soth the mastermind behind this?"
Mamuse's pupils suddenly dilated, contracted, dilated again, and contracted again to show the huge waves in the master's heart.
The plant planeswalker couldn't believe that the young man who had acted so humble and submissive in front of Nicol Bolas had actually deceived everyone.
It turns out that Tezzeret, who seemed to have a brain problem and had the lowest intelligence, was right.
Unfortunately, he could no longer pass this important information back.
Just when he opened his mouth to ask for more truth before losing consciousness, a shabby black-gray light suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The next second...
The Prince of Darkness, Graya, appeared in this rather secret place and sighed with a slightly surprised tone: "I never expected that in the end it was you who caught this guy who made such a big fuss.
It has to be said, no wonder arrogance is one of the greatest original sins.
No matter how powerful a person is, as long as he has the bad habit of arrogance, he will basically not end well.
This guy was like that, and so was his master, Nicol Bolas. ”
"Welcome, Your Highness."
Vaskar hurriedly lowered his head and bowed to the young man who had a higher authority than himself and was the son of the father of the great New Phyrexia.
As a representative of the ultimate lawful force, New Phyrexia is a huge and hierarchical force, no less powerful than the Mechanical Realm, which also represents the lawful camp.
Perhaps the only difference is that the Mechanical Realm is a place where lawful tendencies outweigh everything else. Even the Singularity Lord, who is a symbol of the will of the plane, must be under order. But New Phyrexia is just the opposite. Zuo Si is the source of all order. He is above all rules, or he represents all rules.
Take the simplest example.
When the Singularity Lord is killed by a more powerful force, the Plane Will of the Mechanical Realm will not resurrect the dead one, but directly let the lower-level modrons replace it.
According to scholars, this is the embodiment of absolute order.
But New Phyrexia revolves around Zuo Si's will.
If he feels that a low-level creature is interesting and has great potential, he can immediately order it to be promoted to a Demon Judge, and Shuoyou will quickly transform and upgrade it to make it competent for the duties of a Demon Judge.
"How long will it take for this guy to be finished?"
Grea asked with an uncertain tone.
Vaska answered without thinking: "It will take at least ten minutes. His race, spark characteristics, and mana attributes used are all very troublesome, otherwise the information should have been uploaded to the cloud database by now."< br>
"Don't worry, Nicol Bolas hasn't activated the Eternal Sun to block the entire Ravnica anyway. We have plenty of time to take our time."
The Prince of Darkness is undoubtedly a very patient person, and does not show the slightest hint of impatience.
"Thank you for your understanding. But compared to this matter, I would rather you deal with your sister. Her Royal Highness Anne is currently causing quite a stir."
As he spoke, Vaska's electronic eye shot out a beam of light, which was quickly refracted into a 3D image.
On a battlefield, a beautiful girl with a slight smile on her face was playing with a group of thirty planeswalkers.
The magic and attacks used by the latter were like child's play in front of her.
Next to her, there was a beautiful woman with big breasts, black hair, and a green dress who was assisting the villain. She kept unleashing terrifying illusions that could make the other person look real, and she also painted various insulting little turtles, piglets, and little things on the other person's face. Dog cartoon pattern.
What's even more outrageous is that some of them are painted, which looks very realistic and cannot be wiped off at all.
"This is...sister and Loki?"
Grea was stunned for a moment, completely confused as to what little Annie was singing.
After all, judging from the current situation, this group of planeswalkers teleported from various time and space in the multiverse should be working together to fight against Nicol Bolas' allies.
Even if you don't like it, at least don't go to death.
Vaska nodded helplessly: "Yes. You have also seen that they are just having fun as they please. In the past two hours alone, they have robbed the property of at least thirty-five planeswalkers, and even Taking one of them naked and hanging it on the flagpole will probably affect the plans of the father of the great New Phyrexia."
"Where is father now? Does he have any orders?"
The corners of the Dark Prince's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably.
After all, he could be said to have been looking for his sister all night last night, but in the end he was always just one step away from catching her.
Especially after seeing the tampered files in the Azorius Senate Library, I suddenly felt like the sky was falling, and I had to burn the entire library to cover up the embarrassing things that had brought shame to the family.
The powerful god-like power, the goddess of magic in New Phyrexia, actually sneaked into someone's headquarters to steal things, and even messily altered the results of the trial like a naughty child.
If this kind of thing really got out, Greya couldn't imagine whether he would still have the face to go out in the future.
Vaska obviously noticed the embarrassment of His Highness the Prince, and quickly responded in a low voice: "Sorry, the great father of New Phyrexia has hidden his whereabouts. I don't know exactly where he is. I only know that he has arrived long ago. As for Ravnica, there are no orders yet.”
"Damn it! Okay, I'll take care of my sister and Loki, and I'll leave this to you. Also, notify the ninth level of Baator Hell, telling them they can start taking action."
After saying this, Grea directly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, he himself appeared above a street that had been turned into ruins. He shouted at the two people who were excited about playing: "That's enough! Let them go! Now! Now!"
"Eh——"
Little Annie saw her little brother immediately. Not only did she not mean to stop, but she directly urged the heroic spirits summoned as followers: "You don't have to worry about it, just continue."
"As you command! Master."
Mordred, who was most in tune with the planeswalker master, immediately showed a bloodthirsty smile, raised the sword in his hand and activated his noble phantom, directly killing the followers summoned by the other planeswalker into pieces.
This naked and unabashed provocation undoubtedly made Greia extremely angry. She asked with a cold face: "Dear sister, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Why not? Anyway, dad didn't give us specific requirements. As long as we can achieve our goals, it's my own business and you can't control what I want to do. What's more, I am the sister, and you are just a stinky brother."
Little Annie raised her chin slightly to reveal a proud and provocative smile.
"Very good! Very good!"
Grea is obviously an out-and-out activist, and he decisively resorts to force after realizing that words will have no effect.
I saw that he first summoned the blackened Arturia who he had raised as his daughter for a long time, and then turned into a black afterimage and rushed towards little Annie.
After a period of calm, the siblings finally started fighting again.
As for the other side, Mordred was also extremely excited when he saw his father. He immediately left his opponent and roared with red eyes: "Father! I finally found you again! No matter what, I will not lose again this time. You! Because I have become stronger!”
"Becoming stronger? Just because of who you are now?"
The blackened Artoria sneered with contempt and disdain, slowly raised the sword in her hand and released her magic power.
boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
In just a moment, the power filled with darkness, evil, and coldness spurted out from the sword body and almost took shape.
Even the sky above his head became dim because of this, and even the sun seemed like a small fireball that might go out at any time.
Not only was Mordred dumbfounded by this terrifying power, but the self-esteemed planeswalkers around him also showed expressions of disbelief.
Because the power displayed by the blackened Arturia was enough to crush all the planeswalkers present combined.
They couldn't accept that the followers summoned by the other party were so much stronger than themselves.
"No! This is impossible! It must be fake! It's an illusion! It's an illusion! I don't believe it!"
Mordred lost control of his emotions, ignoring the visible strength gap, and rushed forward to complete the unfinished feat of "patriicide".
But the next second, he was hit back on the spot by a black-red beam of light, which hit the ground like a tennis ball with a deafening sound and vibration.
"My stupid son, after all this time you still don't understand why you lost the right to inherit the throne, do you?"
With that said, Arturia fell straight from the sky and stood next to the pit, looking at her only heir like she was looking at garbage.
But it is a pity that Mordred obviously did not want to listen to these sermons, but shouted at little Annie: "Power! Give me power! Master! I want to kill her!"
"Here you go!"
A girl with a strong nature obviously would not watch her favorite follower being defeated, so she directly released the terrifying magical power to strengthen and upgrade Mordred in an unprecedented way.
The latter did not hesitate at all after gaining power, and immediately swung his sword and released a violet arcane impact.
When the power of darkness and magic of the two followers collided, a destructive power immediately erupted, and even the ground beneath their feet was torn open and hot magma spewed out.
"Oh my God! They are completely different from us! They are just two monsters!"
A planeswalker who was watching finally realized the cruel reality, and his whole body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
"Stop looking! Let's go! This is not the place we should stay!"
Another planeswalker who seemed to be a friend next to him hurriedly pulled him back quickly, disappearing without a trace before the ground was completely engulfed by magma.
The battle between Grea and Little Annie undoubtedly attracted the attention of many people instantly.
Because the noise they made was too great.
Even Maier, the youngest son, had to find his father and ask directly: "My brother and sister are fighting, aren't you going to take care of it?"
"Care? Why should I care? Isn't this great?"
Zuo Si pursed his lips and asked with a half-smile.
"Very good? What do you mean..."
Maier seemed to notice something, and his originally anxious face quickly became calm.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, it's what you think.
Don't forget, one of our current goals is to create as much chaos and crisis as possible to divert Nicol Bolas' attention and let him reveal as many of his cards as possible.
So what better way to accomplish this than a battle between two powerful god-like planeswalkers?
What's more, how do you know that what little Annie did was not with my permission, or simply my secret instructions? ”
As the last word blurted out, a flash of understanding suddenly flashed in Maier's eyes, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "That's it! You deliberately let your sister take this opportunity to attract the attention of Nicol Bolas and let him recruit you. She penetrates directly into the enemy."
"Hahahaha! No, my dear child, this is just the beginning of a more complex and hidden plan. The real fun is yet to come."
Zuo Si picked up the drink placed on the table next to him and drank it in one gulp, lying on a chair in a very comfortable posture.
The Azeroth Star Soul, who transformed into a cute little loli, looked at Maier from a distance with a slightly wary look, obviously sensing the terrifying aura of death on the other person.
Maier ignored the little sister's reaction and continued to test: "Then do you have any tasks for me to do next?"
"No more for now. You can do something you like like your brothers and sisters, or you can just take it as a vacation to relax like me."
After that, Zuo Si raised the empty cup in his hand and threw it directly towards the far wall, making a crisp sound like glass breaking.
"No need for Baator Hell? As far as I know, Gramir's plan should have already started. It will be a rare decisive battle between good and evil." Maier reminded in a low voice.
But Zuo Si shook his head: "There is no need to pay attention to things like that whose outcome is already determined. I believe that Gramir, Mecanthet and Zariel are capable of handling it and will never let me down."
"Okay, since you insist, then I'll do something that interests me."
The words have not yet been spoken!
Maier turned into a black lightning and disappeared from sight.
As soon as he left, Jinji Tasha's figure appeared out of thin air with the help of the branches of the cave tree, and reported in a tone full of excitement and excitement: "Great Father of New Phyrexia, everything has been prepared according to your request. Done, you can call upon all our power at any time.”
"Well done. Now that all the pieces are in place, it remains to be seen when dear Nicol Bolas will react."
Zuo Si crossed his hands on his chest, his eyes flashing with an extremely deep and evil light.
He knew very well that he had reached his best condition at this moment, just like a fully charged arrow, which would definitely cause a fatal blow as long as it was shot.
The only problem is, Nicol Bolas still holds the greatest secret of all, the Elder's Spell...