Chapter 846 [Lock] and [Door] (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
“Choice?”
Martinot raised his head and stared at the evil red pair of the Lord of Hell’s eyes. Guang's eyes showed an expression of doubt and confusion on his face.
As perhaps one of the few truly trustworthy subordinates of Asmodeus, he has been deeply involved in games with many dimensional lords more than once, and has also witnessed the rise and fall of countless dimensional lords.
But no one has ever been able to reach a tacit understanding with his master like Zuo Si that only two people can understand.
The two of them seemed to be telepathically connected. No matter how subtle the signal sent by one of them was, the other would immediately receive it and respond.
And Asmodeus's attitude towards Zuo Si is also very strange. It is not like using and guarding against lords from other levels, but is closer to an equal cooperation.
Otherwise, if it were developed to other levels to the level of the ninth level, which is enough to threaten Nasus, various ambitious young men should have jumped out long ago and started to challenge the authority of the lord and try to seize power. Usurped the throne.
At that time, this level will fall into endless internal friction and gradually decline.
In fact, most of the changes in level lords in Baator Hell were secretly more or less tacitly approved and even supported by Asmodeus.
Otherwise, with the blessing of the planar will with strong lawful evil tendencies, the lords of all levels can eat their subordinates to death.
Through this political method, the Lord of Hell can easily solve challengers one after another within the rules without even using his supreme authority.
This is why there are various speculations about the true identity of Asmodeus.
He is really too mysterious, even more elusive than the Will of the Abyss. He has never shown his true power from beginning to end.
Because so far there is no enemy that requires his full strength, he often eliminates all threats with just an understatement.
So Martinot was not sure what his master was thinking and how he was going to operate next.
Asmodeus undoubtedly noticed the reaction of his manager, and explained with a faint smile on his face: "You have to understand that when a person can bring huge benefits and benefits to a certain group, , will naturally become a natural leader and the center of political storms
Whether he or she has such a desire, he or she may be forced to move forward by the huge vested interest groups behind him. br>This is the current situation of Soth.
Since he has not been in Baator Hell for a long time, he has ignored that he has been regarded as the only hope for promotion by countless devils while constantly bringing in a large number of souls.
Because in the original system, it would take at least decades or even hundreds of years for a devil to climb up from the bottom.
This is determined by the total amount of souls we can obtain, so the promotion of devils is often very difficult.
But now, as the souls obtained begin to increase exponentially, the energy possessed by hell as a whole is enough to support more devils to be promoted from low-level to high-level.
What's more, Soth even allowed other lords to send their men into the huge city to lure mortals into signing contracts, so that all devils could benefit from it.
So before he knew it, a rather large but very loose group had gathered behind him.
Now all it takes is someone to take the lead, and this group will quickly gather to form an extremely powerful propulsive force, pushing him to the opposite side of me.
Only when he becomes the Lord of Hell can all levels of Baator Hell enjoy the same treatment as the ninth level.
In other words, what Soth does is increase the total amount rather than compete for the stock.
But those devils who hope that Soth can replace me as the new Lord of Hell don't know that the moment he replaces me, he will lose the power of the planeswalker, and then lose those who came from other time, space, and universe sources. A constant influx of souls.
That’s why I took this opportunity to remind him and let him understand that it’s time to make a choice.
Otherwise, when this vested interest group expands to a certain extent, it may resonate with the will of the plane.
At that time, he and I will inevitably become mortal enemies.
Of course, I believe that Essos is so smart that he should already know his situation and make the right choice by now.
So don't worry, he will give you an answer with practical actions soon. ”
As we all know, a person who can share the cake is usually an excellent manager.
Because he needs to distribute the benefits in the stock in a way that is acceptable to everyone, ensuring that the strong party does not take too much, and that the weak party does not starve to death.
Only in this way can the stability of the basic disk be ensured.
Most of the time, what the supreme ruler does is divide the cake.
If it is divided well, then this regime can continue stably.
If the division is not done well, either the upper class is dissatisfied and launches a coup to seize power, or the lower class cannot survive and breaks out in uprising and overturns the table.
And Asmodeus happens to be such a master of dividing the cake.
Under his rule, there has never been a bottom-up uprising in Baator Hell with the goal of overthrowing the existing rulers, and no noble or level lord has ever dared to stand up and make a public statement. He wants to seize the position of the Lord of Hell.
Because he can always get stuck on the edge of the bottom line that everyone can bear, and will never take even one step forward.
It is precisely because of this that he knows very well what it means to be a person who can continue to make the cake bigger, and he also understands what kind of crazy actions those devils who had no hope of promotion in the past would do for Zuo Si. .
"I see, I think I understand what you mean."
Martinot lowered his head deeply and bowed to his master with unfathomable wisdom.
Just when he was about to turn around and leave, the Lord of Hell suddenly asked: "How is the war situation outside now?"
"Everything is happening according to your script.
Zariel has been surprisingly honest this time, at least so far he has not done anything unusual.
In addition, we have hidden at least ten demon legions under the cover of the war.
If all goes well, it won't take long to reach the desired goal. ”
Martinot told all the information he knew without thinking.
It is not difficult to hear from these words that in fact the tragic casualties on the battlefield are all fake.< br>
Especially those who fell down were not actually dead at all, they were just injured.
The moment they fell, they were immediately absorbed into the soil and then teleported. Marsham - the Fortress of Hell
So despite the fact that the fight was fierce, it was actually a group of veteran actors showing off their acting skills, and neither of them knew how to hit each other's fatal parts.
"Very good! Keep it up."
Asmodeus nodded with satisfaction, then sat on the sofa and silently looked outside at the sky as red as blood, I don't know what I'm thinking about.
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Almost at the same time, far away on the second level in Dis, Viscount Maman’s army had surrounded Archduke Disbat’s steel city, without even saying a word of nonsense. If not, an onslaught begins.
Thanks to the technological progress brought about by the technology spillover from the giant cyberpunk city, thousands of magic cannons were lined up in the distance, constantly making deafening roars.
Amazingly powerful cannonballs streaked across the sky, hitting the city wall or inside the city, causing violent explosions.
Some super-large-caliber magic artillery can even fire out dozens or even hundreds of tons of shells, and the explosion power is enough to instantly level an area the size of several football fields.
Regardless of whether it is a building or something else, after being bombed, only the horrific crater and the surrounding ruins are left beyond recognition.
Even strong steel appears extremely fragile in the face of such a powerful weapon.
But the legions under Archduke Disbat were obviously not vegetarians either.
Especially the mage towers and long-range rocket launchers scattered at high altitudes, which can also fight back against enemy artillery positions.
As a result, the armies under the lords of the two levels began to engage in artillery battles, and it was very lively.
There were even a large number of demons with the ability to fly fighting together overhead.
If you include the magic teleportation and the elite commandos who swim through the magma from below, it is simply an all-round war integrating sea, land and air.
The battlefield situation is changing almost every moment.
Any commander with a slightly inferior level will be in a panic and not know what to do.
Because there is so much information that needs to be analyzed and processed in a short period of time.
Many pit fiends often need to issue more than five commands quickly within a few seconds.
Otherwise, the defense lines in certain areas may risk collapse.
Such rapid mobilization of troops and defenses has clearly exceeded what mortals can bear.
Even the fleets assisted by artificial intelligence in the interstellar era will never be able to match the devils of Baator Hell in terms of tactics, strategy and military literacy.
Since both sides had no intention of communicating and negotiating, the war was extremely fierce from the beginning.
Viscount Mammon, who had been a wallflower for several times, finally made a desperate move this time. Not only did he bring all his wealth with him, but he also hired a yugoloth demon to work for him.
In just a few hours, the outermost steel city wall has become riddled with holes and crumbling.
There are even gaps opened in some places, and countless devils are pouring in without stopping and starting to clean up the ruins and corpses, opening a way forward for the legions behind.
“Sir, in half an hour at most, we will be able to completely eliminate the resistance on the outermost wall and realize the first step of your grand plan.
But the problem is this recklessness The casualties caused by the costly attack are too great.
If this continues, our troops will not be enough.
Maybe we can try to besiege Archduke Dispater anyway. There is no possibility of any reinforcements.”
A frontline commander knelt on the ground and excitedly gave a detailed report to Viscount Maman.
"Oh? Has the outermost wall been taken down?"
Viscount Maman's eyes shone slightly, and a tongue like a poisonous snake came out of his mouth to show his master's heart. The excitement and excitement.
The devil commander nodded quickly: "Yes. However, the artillery unit suffered heavy losses in the exchange of fire, and we no longer have many heavy weapons to continue to implement this tactic."
Ma Viscount Mann waved his hand indifferently: "It doesn't matter. After taking down the outermost city wall, it doesn't matter whether there are those artillery pieces or not. Send someone to inform Archduke Balzeb, saying that I have broken through the City of Steel and urgently need some." Reinforcements to expand the results.”
"Attack...break?"
The devil commander was stunned for a moment, turned around and glanced at the city's defense system, which was layered and layered like a hedgehog.
Obviously, only capturing the outermost wall is still far from the goal of "conquering the City of Steel".
At least more than eight city walls must be captured to barely occupy the outer city.
But he soon understood the intention of his lord, and opened his mouth in disbelief to test: "Do you mean to use deception to exchange for more reinforcements to supplement our troop consumption?"< br>
"What is deception!
Didn't we breach the outermost wall?
Aren't these walls part of the City of Steel?
So I said we breached it Is there a problem in the City of Steel? "
Viscount Maman twisted his body and came to his men and asked with an unhappy face.
Upon seeing this, the devil commander immediately put on a loyal look and responded loudly: "No, there is no problem. Your wisdom is beyond my reach. I will personally report the situation to Grand Duke Balzeb now and ask him to send reinforcements."
“Then go quickly!
Remember, this time I can’t be as opportunistic as before.
Otherwise there will no longer be any level in the entire Baator Hell. The lord will trust me and be willing to ally with me.
The third level will be isolated by everyone. ”
When saying these words, Viscount Maman's attitude obviously became very bad.
This is why he, who has always been greedy and stingy, launched a fierce attack at the expense of casualties.
If we don’t achieve some decent results in this cooperation, our reputation as a weakling and a weakling will be completely confirmed.
Don't really expect to survive in hell then.
Perhaps even the devil dukes under his command will want to take his place, and then plot to seize power with the support of lords from other levels or Asmodeus.
Therefore, Viscount Maman must win this battle, and he must fight it beautifully.
On the other side, on the eighth level - Cania, the war between Mephistopheles and Archduke Balzebul has already begun.
As an extremely cold level, the environment here has many similarities with the fifth level.
Many glaciers that move as fast as a human running squeeze each other, triggering violent avalanches and countless ice cubes rolling down.
The loud rumbling sound and the ice cubes that are enough to smash the dragon into pulp are definitely everyone's nightmare.
Literally, most mortals wouldn't survive even a few minutes on this plane.
Because that kind of coldness cannot be resisted by wearing more clothes.
It is a kind of magical extreme cold that directly affects the soul.
Whether it is a devil or a soul that has entered this level, as long as it does not stay in a warm room or next to a campfire, it will be completely frozen into an ice sculpture in a short time.
Yes, you read that right.
Even souls who are not afraid of the cold are like this, let alone other creatures.
But the interesting thing is that this level is terribly cold as a whole, but the interior of Morfista Fortress, the residence of the lord, is hot.
Not only are there bright and warm fires, but there are also inexhaustible hot springs.
The level of luxury is beyond the reach of any mortal palace.
Of course, this originally quiet and lifeless plane was finally broken when Archduke Balzeb came in with his legions.
The loud shouts of death, explosions and magical effects instantly shattered the peace here.
Various avalanches, ice cubes and rocks rolling down from the top of the glacier poured down like raindrops.
Many devils who had no time to react were buried alive deep underground in an instant.
The rest of those who escaped were not lucky enough to die, and had to continue to fight against the enemy in the biting cold.
"Mephistopheles! Stop being a coward! Get out of here and let us settle the accounts together over the years."
Archduke Barzeb's twisted body that made people feel strong discomfort appeared behind his own army, and he directly issued a decisive invitation to his sworn enemy.
About two or three seconds later, a humanoid creature with hellish red skin, horns, and wings appeared out of thin air in front of everyone. He was still holding a steel fork in his hand and wore a robe on his back. Wearing a cloak of deep darkness.
You know without asking that this is the famous eighth level lord - Mephistopheles.
If there is one very obvious characteristic about this guy, it is that his appearance is almost the same as the standard devil in the impression of mortals.
But if anyone dares to underestimate him because of this, it would be a big mistake.
Because Mephistopheles is the only dimension lord in the entire Baator Hell who has not fallen victim to Asmodeus.
To be exact, he saw through the Lord of Hell's tactics a long time ago, so he made full preparations in advance to create a false identity for himself - Baron Morikros.
Then by one person playing two roles, one "self" can challenge the dominance of the other "self".
In this way, Mephistopheles can ensure that his position is as stable as Mount Tai through singing the double act.
After all, the challenger's ecological niche has been filled by himself, and it will be difficult for others to obtain the support needed to challenge the lord when there are competitors.
Sometimes, in order to avoid Asmodeus's suspicion, this guy would even have one of himself kill the other in a coup, and then come back later, making the outside world mistakenly think that the political situation on the eighth level is forever. In a state of turmoil.
When the truth was exposed, all the devils were shocked by Mephistopheles's cunning and cunning in politics.
"Hahahaha! You are finally willing to show up!"
Arch Duke Balzeb laughed wildly as he waved the disgusting sticky tentacles on his body.
“Sorry, I don’t remember when I avoided you.
And I'm curious, what gives you the courage to go to war?
Have you forgotten that the last time you did this, you changed from the Archon Protoss that you are most proud of to the disgusting appearance you have now. "
Mephistopheles is obviously a "master of yin and yang". In just a few words, he hit the lungs of Archduke Barzebul and made the latter tremble with anger.
After all, the handsome image of the Archon Protoss has always been the trait that Grand Duke Barzeb was most proud of, and he even publicly laughed at the hideous and ugly appearance of other devils more than once.
But it turned out that he was. In the end he became uglier than ninety-nine point ninety-nine percent of the devils. "Hmph!
You are still just as talkative as before.
When Soth successfully defeats Asmodeus and becomes the new Lord of Hell, you will understand why I have such courage.
But it is a pity that you will not see this day.
Before the winner is determined between the ninth and tenth floors, I will kill you first. ”
As he spoke, Archduke Balzebul waved his tentacles and leaped into the air towards the opponent.
The Archon Protoss who had fallen with him back then followed closely behind, blocking out all the enemy troops who tried to rush up to help.
The next second...
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
The huge body of the Flying Insect Lord directly hit the stiff ice, creating a huge deep hole on the spot. The scattered ice cubes were like bullets and cannonballs, causing damage to the surrounding devils. Shocking damage.
"You are still as reckless as before."
Mephistopheles responded unceremoniously, and then waved his weapon to meet him.
The two level lords started fighting like this not long after they met.
The terrifying destructive power quickly formed an inaccessible and dangerous area around it.
Seeing that the lords were personally fighting on the front line, the rest of the demon army was naturally unable to be lazy and rowing. They all cheered up and tried their best to fight the enemies in front of them.
Even the biting chill in the environment seemed to have subsided a lot in the fierce battle.
"Prepare to die! You cunning and dirty dirty liar!"
Archduke Balzebul roared and tried to suppress his opponent.
Although Asmodeus deprived him of his Archon appearance, this twisted and ugly body was not weak. On the contrary, it was greatly strengthened in close combat.
Especially the mucus attached to the surface of the body, making it difficult for most weapons to cause effective damage to it.
It may even slide away due to the significant reduction in friction.
“Tsk, it seems that you are really confident in Soth.
But don’t forget, from the moment Asmodeus became the Lord of Hell, to now Not a single defeat.
How will Asmodeus punish you if you fail again?
Will it make you uglier?
Or just deprive you of your title as a lord? "
After several consecutive attacks with little success, Mephistopheles began to launch a verbal and psychological offensive.
"You don't have to worry about this! You should worry more about how you will kneel down and ask for my mercy and forgiveness later. "
Archduke Balzeb grinned, revealing a pair of sharp teeth, and almost bit off one of his opponent's arms.
After repeatedly confirming that there was no interference from any external force, The two sworn enemies finally showed their true skills and decided to kill each other completely
...
As for the last battlefield, the first-level lord Bayer also started to fight against Duke Agares under Prince Levistus.
Since the troops under the former's command were all elite veterans of the bloody front line, the latter's blocking battle was extremely difficult.
What's more, Duke Agares didn't even have the chance to build fortifications, nor could he occupy the most important military town on the first level - the Bronze Fortress.
So there are only a few small forts, trenches and other obstacles on the plains, which are basically equivalent to nothing in front of the devil army.
In addition, because Bayer, who is famous for his defense, is an out-and-out tactician, he found several loopholes in a very short time and directly tore the already fragile defense line to pieces.
Then with the help of the Eight Demon Generals, they were surrounded and surrounded, and an offensive and defensive battle turned into a battle of annihilation.
Before countless demon legions had time to receive new orders, they found themselves surrounded by enemy troops, and the scene was a complete mess.
But there is nothing we can do about it.
Prince Levistus had been frozen for so long that he was unable to train and command the army himself.
"Hahahaha! It's so relaxing and joyful! I didn't expect that the Legion on the fifth level has reached such an extent."
Bayer couldn't help but open his mouth and laugh when he looked at the situation on the battlefield.
He believed that his record of defeating Prince Levistus's army in less than three days could definitely wash away the rumors that he would only hide behind the city wall and be a coward. Rumors.
Not only that!
Once Asmodeus wins this civil war, he will have the opportunity to become the number one hero, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.
Of course, it doesn't matter even if Zuo Si wins.
Anyway, Bayer feels that he must be more valuable than Prince Levistus, so when the time comes, he only needs to bow his head and pledge his allegiance to keep everything he has now.
In short, except for Grand Duke Disbat on the second level, all the other lords basically have their own little thoughts.
“Your Excellency, please don’t be happy too soon.
Although we have defeated Prince Levistus’ army, their losses were not great.
If they gather again, they will cause us a lot of trouble.
And according to the latest news, Viscount Maman is besieging the Iron City on the second level. Archduke Balzeb and Mephistopheles are also fighting inextricably, and Zarrell is leading Fierna and Gracia entered the last floor.
If we fail to respond in time, the consequences may be very serious. L"
An Eight Demon General explained the current situation unceremoniously.
The corners of Bayer's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably, and he quickly responded: "Of course I Know the situation is urgent. But the problem is that no matter how urgent it is, we can't rush to speed up the march while risking being attacked from both sides. ”
"I understand. But please hurry up, otherwise the whole hell will fall into a state of eternal disaster."
After saying this, the Eight Demon Generals ignored the first-level lord and It was time to give orders to the legions under his command.
After all, they are not mere bastards who only have titles but no power, but are generals with real power who can directly bypass Bayer and issue orders to the army.
If Bayer dares to deliberately drag his feet here, then the Eight Demon Generals have the right to directly use him as a puppet.
"Damn! What a bunch of arrogant bastards! I hate them more and more now."
Bayer couldn't help but curse in a low voice as he stared at the retreating figure of the Eight Demon Generals.
However, despite the scolding, he was still very honest in executing it. He quickly formulated a battle plan, obviously intending to rescue Archduke Dispater first.
While the entire Bator Hell was in chaos, Zuo Si was in the central tower of the huge cyberpunk city, enjoying the night view with great interest while drinking a drink.
After seven or eight minutes, he suddenly asked without looking back: "Do you think I should accept the choice presented by Asmodeus?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know. Because only you are qualified to make a choice like this."
The succubus queen Malcanshut gave the answer without thinking.
“Haha, okay, I just asked casually, and I didn’t expect you to answer.
To be honest, if you just give up the huge prestige you have in Baator Hell, I'm really not willing to accept it.
After all, I brought all of this. I gave those devils the opportunity to be promoted.
But why should I let Asi do it? Exclusively for Mortiers?
This is obviously not fair at all.
So he must give me some compensation. "
Zuo Si touched his chin and expressed his plan.
Mercanthet shook his head slightly and responded: "Forgive me, I'm afraid Asmodeus has already It's hard to satisfy your appetite.
After all, he is just the spokesperson of the plane will of Baator Hell in this universe.
And you are a powerful planeswalker connecting the multiverse and even the dark void.
No other compensation will mean anything to you unless he is willing to reveal the secrets of an entire plane. "
"Reveal the biggest secret of the entire Baator Hell? No kidding! There is no way Asmodeus would do this. Otherwise, he would have taken me to visit the giant snake coils on the last floor. ”
After that, Zuo Si picked up the cup and took a sip of the slightly sour wine, with a relaxed and cheerful smile on his face.
It is not difficult to see from that very casual attitude that he actually I don't really care about the so-called "compensation", I'm just looking for an excuse to convince myself.
After all, the greatest significance of becoming a Devil Prince is that you can use the power of the plane to continuously squeeze massive souls into energy comparable to divine power, and then store it for emergencies.
As for everything else, it is secondary.
"What if the compensation given by Asmodeus cannot satisfy you?"
Melcanthet questioned in an uncertain tone.
Zuo Si put down his wine glass and spread his hands with an indifferent expression: "What else can I do?
Of course accept first and then try to bargain.
The Lord of Hell knows that it is impossible for me to rob his position, and I also know that he knows that it is impossible to rob his position.
So this is a game of open cards.
And I am at an absolute disadvantage.
Asmodeus's sincerity depends on how much he is willing to give. ”
"Are you really going to give up the huge prestige and appeal you have finally accumulated?"
Mecanxiuite came closer with light and elegant steps, and his slender hands gently pressed and rubbed Zuo Si's shoulders. Knead and massage it while resting your head on your soft chest.
It must be said that few people can compare to this succubus queen in terms of making others feel relaxed and comfortable.
Because as long as she is willing, she can make a person experience the ultimate enjoyment of ecstasy at any time.
Unfortunately, Zuo Si has no intention of doing this now, and is instead controlling the battle situation on the front line remotely.
With the rapid development of magic and technology on the ninth level, real-time battlefield dynamic updates through 3D projection and all screens are nothing new.
What's more, he himself is the father of New Phyrexia and the supreme master of Shimmer.
According to intelligence, on the battlefield on the tenth floor, Asmodeus's legion has suffered an exaggerated number of "kills."
Zuo Si even doubted whether Malsheme Fortress could really hold so many devils.
Just when he was counting how many demon legions had disappeared from the outside world, a very thin figure suddenly appeared out of thin air and shouted breathlessly: "Guide... mentor! Not good! I just got the news that Nicol Bolas got the Eternal Sun and severely damaged the spirit dragon Ugin."
It is easy to tell from the name that this young man whose height and appearance have changed drastically is none other than Sancho who was sent to Ravnica a few years ago.
"What? Nico Bolas got the Eternal Sun?"
Zuo Si Teng stood up from his chair in an instant.
Because no one knows what this means better than him.
“Yes!
Many planeswalkers are looking for you now, including Sorin Markov.
Oh, by the way, Lithomancer Nahiri was also involved in the battle and disappeared.
Right now, all the insiders in the entire Ravnica space-time have become extremely panicked.
They feared that Nicol Bolas might launch a full-scale invasion at any time. ”
Sancho did not dare to hide anything and shook out everything he knew in one breath.
Although after these years of experience, he has become a very good planeswalker, and was even dubbed the "Mystic" because of his various methods.
But after witnessing the battle of the top planeswalkers, I was still frightened.
Because the terrifying destructive power and control of regular magic completely surpass the gods of Faerun.
Especially Nicol Bolas, who never held back, directly tore the time and space of the Eternal Sun into pieces.
Several planets and entire stars collapsed in the dazzling light, turning into nothingness and being swallowed by the dark void.
No words can describe the shocking scene at that time.
If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, Sancho felt that he might have died along with the other two planeswalkers who hadn't escaped.
"So the old dragon has already got the [Lock], and now all he needs is the [Door] in my hand? Damn it! This is not good news..."
Zuo Si narrowed his mind. A solemn expression appeared in his eyes.
You must know that he is not completely ready to start the War of Sparks yet.
So something had to be done to interrupt Nicol Bolas' progress and delay it for a while.
Sancho also asked nervously: "Mentor, what should we do now?
Once the Eternal Sacred Sun appears in a certain time and space, it will completely block the sparks of all planeswalkers. Teleportation ability.
If Nicol Bolas uses it to slowly capture the planeswalkers, he can theoretically complete the spell.
And I heard that one of his men can do it. An artifact master is trying to replicate the time and space bridge.”
"Don't panic!
Don't be anxious!
Go back and stabilize everyone first.
I need some time to deal with the matter at hand.
< br>Then we will go over and start solving the problem
Also, you must not reveal my whereabouts to anyone, okay? "
Zuo Si stared into his eldest disciple's eyes and warned him seriously.
Sancho immediately nodded vigorously: "Understood! Please rest assured that I have never disclosed the information and coordinates of this universe to any planeswalker. ”
“Very good! Now go and complete your mission. As for the reward, I will give it to you later. ”
After saying that, Zuo Si patted the young man’s shoulder gently to show encouragement.
Sancho didn't say much, just nodded and activated the Planeswalker Spark again and disappeared.
Less than a minute after he left, Zuo Si sent a message to another of his allies.
In a blink of an eye!
The Undead Emperor Xia En VII appeared in the topmost room of this skyscraper.
He first looked around to confirm his location, and then asked in a slightly surprised tone: "What makes you so urgent that you contact me in this way?"
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"There is a risk that the War of the Spark will start early. Now I need your help. To be precise, I need you to take the time bridge to see Nicol Bolas."
Zuo Si made the request straightforwardly.
Because maybe for other people, this is a quite dangerous task, but for the demilich who has a phylactery to resurrect, it is nothing.
"You mean... let me lurk next to the enemy as a spy?"
Xia En VII instantly understood what he was going to do next.
Zuo Si nodded very simply: "Yes, just to monitor the progress of Nicol Bolas.
We must not let him launch the War of the Spark at this point in time.
In addition, you must help me figure out where he hid the Eternal Sun.
This artifact has a characteristic, which is that it will make the planeswalker's spark useless.
This. This means that he cannot take it with him, but will find a time and space to hide it until he needs it."
"That's it! Don't worry, I won't let you down. And I also want to see with my own eyes this opponent who can make you feel like a powerful enemy, the most powerful planeswalker in the legend."
When saying these words, Xia En VII's eyes revealed strong curiosity and yearning.
In his eyes, Zuo Si is now powerful and terrifying, but he is still full of fear when it comes to the elder dragon planeswalker, so he really wants to confirm the other party's true strength.
Zuo Si reminded with a serious face: "Believe me, when you see him, you will understand that elder dragon planeswalkers like Nico Bolas and Wu Jin are different from other new generations and even ancient times. The remaining planeswalkers are completely different. They are like a bug, mastering some kind of rule power from the dark void and the multiverse..."