Chapter 847 Panic spreads (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)

Amonkhet Space and Time.

The hot sun still shines on the desert and the towering pyramids and obelisks as usual.

Countless mortals living here are still praying devoutly in the lies and illusions fabricated by Pharaoh Nicol Bolas, training desperately to become a member of the "Eternal Ones" legion, and undergoing various All kinds of trials are just to bring yourself closer to perfection.

They have no idea that when the so-called "promised day" arrives, the world will usher in terrible destruction and end.

For Nicol Bolas, Amonkhet and the mortals and gods born here were nothing more than one-time tools for him to seize the sparks of countless planeswalkers.

When this tool is activated, there is no need for the time and space to continue to exist.

And he also has a bad taste in his bones. From the beginning, he has told everyone the ending of this world through brainwashing, predictions, hints, etc.

In particular, several gods have arranged corresponding roles in advance and firmly believe that this is their mission.

So for thousands of years, everything has been progressing step by step according to the plan.

This elder dragon planeswalker is like a director, silently admiring his work in the dark, and sincerely longing to see the pain, despair and disbelief on everyone's faces when the truth is announced.

There is no doubt that if tyrants are subdivided, Zuo Si undoubtedly belongs to the type who is very ruthless towards his enemies, but relatively friendly towards his people who are loyal to him.

He will try to reduce the resistance at the social level from a rational perspective to ensure the stability of his rule.

Because he was once one of the weak mortals, able to understand the thoughts of ordinary people and retain some sympathy, although not much.

But Nicol Bolas is just the opposite. He is the kind of guy who is equally cruel to his enemies and his own men.

After all, Nicol Bolas was the first direct descendant of the First Dragon.

When the elder dragons hatched and started the civil war, he had already ignited a spark and became one of the oldest planeswalkers. He shined in that war and was directly dubbed the "strongest" title.

So this old dragon has never experienced the feeling of being weak at all. From the beginning, he acted as an absolute strong man and did whatever he wanted.

And no one can stop him.

This means that he never needs to consider other people's feelings, let alone the life and death of mortals.

If anyone dares to disobey or resist, then just wipe them all out and kill them all.

This is the underlying logic of Nicol Bolas' domineering style.

In his concept, there is no so-called "society", and there is no need to rely on the power of groups. Instead, he maintains the most primitive independent individual thinking mode.

That is, there is no "we", only "I" and "others".

Even the twin brother Spirit Dragon Wujin is not regarded as the same kind by him, but closer to the enemy and competitor.

As long as we can understand these underlying logics, it is not difficult to understand why Nicol Bolas always appears as a villain, tyrant, and destroyer.

It is not that he is born evil and likes to do such things, but it comes from the fact that he does not care about everything except himself.

That's why this old dragon hates the "deterioration" of his own spark caused by the time archmage Teferi in order to repair the cracks in time and space, and longs to restore or even surpass the god-like power and power possessed by the ancient planeswalkers. Eternal life.

Currently, the tyrant is staying in his lair inside the huge pyramid, silently recovering from the damage he suffered during the previous battle in the plane of Ixalan.

Although those wounds look very scary, even to the extent that they are fatal to most dragons and even dragon gods, they can only be regarded as "insignificant" to the immortal elder dragon. Skin trauma.

Yes, you read that right.

Even though the limbs are broken and the body is filled with energy shocks, there are wounds left by claws and teeth everywhere at a glance, and the internal organs and white bones are all exposed.

In fact, among the various battles Nicol Bolas has experienced in his life, this is not even ranked in the top ten in terms of brutality.

You must know that when he was exiled, he once entered an artifact time and space.

The space-time was unable to withstand its huge power and a big explosion occurred, causing the old dragon's body to be blown into pieces in an instant.

But guess what happened?

It took Nicol Bolas only a short time to put the body together, at the cost of only losing some strength, that's all.

This is why Zuo Si has been trying every means to delay the start of the War of Sparks.

He still hasn't figured out how to eradicate the existence of an elder dragon from its roots.

Both Ugin and Nicol Bolas possess the ultimate "immortality" attribute in essence.

This is why Ugin was successfully resurrected twice after being killed. Nicol Bolas himself did not die after the War of the Spark. He just lost his name and could not cast spells, and his soul was imprisoned.

This kind of immortality does not need to be awakened and maintained by faith like the gods of Faerûn, nor is it attached to the will born in a certain plane.

But it comes from blood, from the primordial dragon that is more terrifying, huge and full of mystery than any known creature.

"The Immortal Sun...

The Legion of the Eternals...

Time and space beacon...

Now I only have time and space to cross the bridge to launch the final war. "

Nicol Bolas murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

However, it is not difficult to see from the indifferent expression on his face that he is not in a hurry at all. 
Because he will not act rashly until he recovers from his injuries

After all, the spirit dragon Ugin was only severely injured and not dead. The ancient planeswalkers Boulder Warlock Nahiri and Sorin Markov who had sealed the three Eldrazi Titans were also involved.

The old dragon is not sure whether ancient planeswalkers like Teferi will jump out one after another and become his enemies.

In order to cope with such a situation, he must recover from his injuries and keep himself in the best condition.

In addition, we need to find Zuo Si, who holds the space-time bridge but has suddenly disappeared in recent years.

After all, although Tezzeret promised to build a new time and space bridge as soon as possible, Nicol Bolas obviously did not place his hopes on one person.

What's more, in his eyes, Zuosike was much smarter and more useful than the useless Tezzeret.

If the former can stand on his side in the final battle, his chances of winning will undoubtedly be greatly increased.

Just as the elder dragon planeswalker continued to draw energy to repair his damaged body, he suddenly noticed a violent space shock, and then the light of the planeswalker's spark tore through the dark void and appeared in front of him.

Before he could ask, this middle-aged and elderly human male who looked very strange took the initiative to bend down and put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply.

"Hello, the great Dragon Lord, the oldest and most powerful ancient planeswalker, Nicol Bolas. It is an honor to meet you in person."

"You are..."

The old dragon looked at the other party with interest, but did not take any action against this uninvited guest who suddenly broke into his lair.

You can think of it as arrogance, or you can think of it as confidence in strength.

But it is undeniable that he does not attack directly like most evil dragons without saying a word, but always gives the opponent enough time to express his intention.

“My name is Shane VII, and I am the emperor of the Shane Dynasty from another time and space. As you can see, I am also a planeswalker who ignited a spark.”

The demilich carefully introduced himself.

Because after witnessing and feeling the astonishing energy surrounding the opponent's body, as well as the reaction of being so seriously injured but still taking it lightly, he finally realized why Zuo Si regarded him as his biggest enemy.

It can even be said that creatures like the Elder Dragon Planeswalker have stood at the apex of the entire multiverse in terms of life level from the beginning.

Even the gods look extremely small and ridiculous in comparison.

After Nicol Bolas looked up and down, he immediately smiled and joked: "Using magic to create a body to conceal his identity as an undead?

Very good idea.

But I am still a little naive if you want to lie to me.

But because of the humility and respect you just showed, I will give you five more minutes.

If you can't explain how you found this place in five minutes, be prepared to die.

Because what I hate the most is mysterious guys like you with unknown origins. ”

Upon hearing this naked and undisguised threat, Shane VII, who had already prepared his mind well, did not panic, but directly took out a planeswalker card and activated it.

In an instant!

A larger, more majestic, and more complex space-time bridge appeared out of thin air instantly than the original version, emitting dazzling white and azure light.

"Time and space bridge?!"

One second, Nico Bolas was ready to use the opponent as a toy, and the next second, he got up from the ground. His face was filled with incredible surprise.

He couldn't believe that his luck was so good. Just when he was about to sleep, someone brought him a pillow.

And just because this thing has been made into a planeswalker card, he will never kill the strange planeswalker in front of him.

After all, cards are bound to sparks.

If the planeswalker is killed and the spark is extinguished, everything inside will disappear.

Seeing that the bait he threw was effective, Xia En VII secretly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately nodded: "Yes, it is the time and space bridge.

I guess you must really need it now, don't you?

And I am more than happy to dedicate it to you.

The only requirement is that I join the feast and witness the birth of the miracle with my own eyes.

After all, no planeswalker can withstand the temptation to restore the spark to the power of a god in ancient times. "

"Hahahaha! So you came here for that spell too? ”

Nicol Bolas laughed wildly.

Because compared to those who are against him to protect his hometown, relatives, friends, or to maintain the balance of the bullshit multiverse, he obviously prefers those who are willing to do it out of personal ambition and greed. People who work with you.

The reason is also very simple!

In his opinion, only such people are real enough and more in line with his understanding of human nature.

Shane VII responded without thinking: "Yes, I am here for that spell. As long as you are willing to give a promise, I can now help you teleport the army to Ravnica Go.”

After Nico Bolas heard these words, he immediately shook his finger gently: "No, no, no, you don't need to be so anxious.

Because I haven't yet Get ready to wage this war.

As for the promise you want, I can give it to you now.

When I regain my full strength, you can get that spell and everything that goes with it. Knowledge.

But before that, I need you to do a few things for me.”

"No problem, it's my honor."

In order to win the trust of the other party, Xia En VII agreed without hesitation.

"Go find my brother Ugin and confirm his injury. Remember, you only have one chance to prove yourself. If you fail, you don't have to come back."

Nico· Bolas gave the order bluntly.

He is well aware of the danger of this task.

Because even Wujin, who suffered heavy losses, was definitely not something that ordinary planeswalkers could deal with.

In other words, if you want to find a planeswalker in the current multiverse who is worthy of being regarded as an enemy by Nicol Bolas, then Ugin is definitely at the top of the list.

When he killed him in the time of Tarkir, the old dragon even felt inexplicably satisfied after the battle.

"As you wish."

Xia En VII once again put one hand on his chest and bowed to the old man with the title of "The Strongest", and then started the spark and disappeared in place.

Feeling the departure of the planeswalker's spark, Nicol Bolas touched his chin and whispered in a slightly joking tone: "What an interesting guy. He actually thought that I couldn't smell the magic in him that was similar to Soth's. Breath.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, as long as he has the time and space bridge, he can help me complete the last piece of the puzzle.

As for what is going on between him and Soth. It doesn’t matter what kind of relationship there is,

because no one can defeat me!

I am the supreme Dragon Lord and Dragon God!

I am the great Nicol Bolas! ”

With the low roar of this elder dragon, the legions of immortals hidden deep underground knelt down one after another. The scene looked extremely spectacular.

…… 
At the same time, far away in another unknown time and space

Spirit Dragon Wujin was lying in a ruins, struggling to maintain his breathing. His whole body was already soaked in blood. Not only was his right wing damaged, but even his lower limbs were also twisted into a twisted shape, with four huge gashes from The chest extends to the abdomen.

There is no doubt that these wounds were inflicted by his good brother Nicol Bolas.

However, these mere traumas were not enough to make Wujin so painful and decadent.

What really depressed him was that his friend Azor, the founder of the order of time and space in Ravnica, the ancient planeswalker who gave up his spark to create the artifact Immortal Sun, died and was killed in front of him. Nicol Bolas used powerful magic to blast him to pieces.

What is even more unacceptable to him is that he has assembled so many planeswalkers that he cannot defeat or even prevent Nicol Bolas from achieving his goal.

Even the time and space of Ixalan was completely destroyed, leaving nothing but scum, and countless creatures living here were swallowed by the dark void.

Such a huge disparity in strength not only made the new generation of planeswalkers despair, but also made Ugin begin to question whether the plan he had made could really be used.

“Are you still blaming yourself for this failure?”

Vampire planeswalker Sorin Markov asked while using his life magic to help his old friend heal his injuries.

Although his own condition cannot be said to be very good, the overall situation has been brought under control after absorbing the blood of some local indigenous people.

Wujin shook his head slightly: "No, I'm not blaming myself.

I'm just confused about the future.

Because through this battle, I can feel that Nico... Bolas is getting stronger again.

I don't know if we can stop him from trying to steal other planeswalker sparks to restore his ancient power.

By the way, where is your disciple?

If I remember correctly, he has not shown up for a long time, let alone contacted us. "

"You mean Soth? I don't know exactly where he is or what he is doing. After all, he has been mysterious and busy, maybe Nahiri knows more. ”

Sorin Markov shrugged his shoulders with a helpless look.

Although there are almost all planeswalkers who can travel through countless time and space without restrictions, they all like to run around. , it is basically impossible to find their traces

But there are very few people like Zuo Si who will not leave any traces.

Moreover, he has never given anyone a card to summon him, nor has he revealed that he will often travel to those times and spaces, so finding it is naturally like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"We need his help now! Find him at all costs."

Spiritual Dragon Wujin made the request in an unquestionable tone.

Because he needs a strong combat force now more than ever.

Especially after confirming Nicol Bolas's plan, he must not be allowed to succeed.

Sorin Markov rolled his eyes angrily and complained through gritted teeth: "Damn it! That's easy for you to say.

When the time and space of Ixalan exploded, Nahiri, Jace Beleren, Liliana Weiss, Nyssa Raven and others are all missing

I don’t even know if they died or escaped

If they were captured again after they escaped. The Eternal Sun is imprisoned in an unknown place. Will Nicol Bolas use it to create a trap for us to trap ourselves?

And even if Nahiri is found, with her treatment of me. The level of hatred is still unknown.”

Spirit Dragon Wujin explained patiently: "Of course I know how difficult this thing is.

But no matter how difficult it is, you must do it.

Unless you want to see Nico Pola

In that case, the entire multiverse will tremble under his power.

I think Soth will be the most important thing for us to deal with him. weapons.”

"Okay, okay. I understand. But before that, I have to go to Ravnica to confirm whether anyone has successfully escaped back."

After saying this, Sorin Markov Then he stood up and activated the Planeswalker Spark to teleport across time and space, leaving Wujin lying alone in a pool of blood recovering from his injuries.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that even without the help of any healing magic, all the materials around the latter's body are being continuously converted into energy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After being absorbed by the dragon's body, it is converted back into muscle tissue such as flesh and blood.

Through this incredible method, Wu Jin's injuries recovered extremely quickly, and it is estimated that he will be back to his original state within a few hours. The scales on his body that fell off during the battle also grew back in the same way.

Obviously, physical damage has never been a big problem for the two elder dragon planeswalkers.

Even if the entire body is completely destroyed and disappears, it can be easily reshaped.

After resting like this for a long time, Wujin finally slowly got up from the ground, used the power of the Planeswalker Spark to pass through the dark void, and arrived at another island in a strange time and space.

In the center of this small island, lies the body of a sphinx (a sphinx with extremely high intelligence), who was killed by Nicol Bolas before. Killed Azor.

Looking at the mutilated body of his old friend, Wu Jin lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was mourning or vowing to avenge him.

......

Almost at the same time, Sancho, who returned to the time and space of Ravnica, had just reported the battle situation he saw to Niv-Mizzet, the founder of the guild "Izzet Alliance" .

As an undercover agent sent to this world by Zuo Si, he has already adapted to his identity and can handle various things with ease.

Especially the experience accumulated during the adventure journey as the Son of Baal, as well as the means to deal with various dangers and the extremely fast reaction speed, allowed him to quickly climb from the bottom to a very high position. .

After all, planeswalkers will receive a certain degree of preferential treatment wherever they go.

What's more, someone like Sancho seems to have no background. He was still a child when he joined. He is simply the backbone and pillar sent to the guild by fate.

A little training can bring huge benefits.

But no one knew that Sancho, who was still a child, had already started a life-and-death fight with his half-brothers and sisters, and finally even entered his father's kingdom to participate in the divine war.

Whether it is thought, consciousness, spirit, or psychology, it is far beyond that of most adults.

In addition, under the influence of Zuo Si, he is also quite cunning, shady and ruthless, and will never show mercy to his enemies.

All the guys who dared to look down on or try to bully his young age, without exception, died in an "accident" not long after.

Some of the death scenes can be said to be quite terrifying.

But no one could find any evidence or any clue to catch Sancho.

"Did Nicol Bolas really defeat Ugin and his allies?"

Niv-Mizzet raised his head and stared at the boy standing in front of him with his eyes shining with red fire.

Sancho nodded quickly: "Yes.

They lost completely and miserably.

And the artifact that can limit the power of the planeswalker's spark— -The Eternal Sun also fell into the hands of Nicol Bolas

If there is no problem with the information given by Ms. Nahiri, Nicol Bolas has already mastered the two people who started the war. Preconditions.

Now there's only one left to go. "

"So you think the key now is the time-space bridge? "

Niv-Mizzet's demeanor instantly became serious.

As an ally that Zuo Si has never met, he has already obtained quite a lot of information about Niv-Mizzet through the boulder warlock Nahiri. But the intelligence of Bolas's plan means he knows what this elder dragon planeswalker wants to do.

In fact, he only needs to destroy the hyperspace beacon and prevent a large number of planeswalkers from entering Ravnica. In theory. It will make the other party return without success

But this only treats the symptoms and not the root cause.

Because Nicol Bolas could have built the same device himself.

So if you want to completely eliminate this threat, you must defeat him.

“That’s right.

There is only one space-time bridge left before the enemy attacks.

And I don't think it will be long before Nicol Bolas gets his hands on it.

If we don’t want this disaster to happen, the only thing we can do is to find the Eternal Sun.

Then it was hidden away in a plane where Nicol Bolas could not find it, and kept permanently active at the cost of a planeswalker's freedom.

In this way, the other party will never be able to obtain the Eternal Sacred Sun, and naturally will not be able to launch its own evil plan. ”

Sancho made a wave of analysis from a rational perspective.

He knew very well that the War of the Spark was not only what Nicol Bolas longed for, but it was also the result his mentor wanted to see.

This means that this war is inevitable and will definitely happen.

Especially the Cave Tree in New Phyrexia, which has been able to break the blockade of the Eternal Sacred Sun and realize travel between multiverses.

So although the method proposed by Sancho can prevent other planeswalkers from obtaining the Immortal Sun, it cannot stop Zuo Si.

"What you said seems to make sense. Maybe I should hire more people to find the whereabouts of the Eternal Sacred Sun."

A thoughtful expression appeared on Niv-Mizzet's face.

But soon he tilted his huge head forward slightly and lowered his head to stare at the young man standing in front of him. He smiled and praised: "Well done, young man. Your growth and performance far exceed It exceeded my expectations. Maybe I should consider giving you a higher position."

"Oh? Really?"

Sang pretended to be ecstatic.

Although he has no sense of belonging to this guild at all, he only uses it as a springboard to a higher level.

But who would dislike having too many resources at hand?

What's more, the Izzet Alliance's destructive spells are the strongest among the Guildpact of Ravnica.

This is an extremely valuable asset for any mage.

“Of course!

When have I ever lied to you.

Now you can go down and rest.

I think after going through so much, you must want to have a good meal and sleep on a soft big bed.

We can talk about other things after resting. ”

After that, Niv-Mizzet drove the young but powerful planeswalker out of his lair.

But what he didn’t know was that Sancho did not He went back to his room to rest, put on another set of clothes, and quietly left the guild with the help of invisibility magic, walking through the maze-like complex streets of Ravnica

After about half an hour, we finally arrived at a tavern in a dark alley.

The moment he opened the door, everyone in the room cast a scrutinizing look at him.

But fortunately, Sancho was prepared and covered himself with a large cloak and hood, so he was not recognized by anyone.

I saw him walking straight to the bar, placing a sealed envelope and a small bag of gold coins on the bar, and said in a hoarse voice disguised by magic: "I need your help to deliver a letter."

“To whom?”

The bartender standing at the bar picked up the envelope without any writing or markings and asked.

“To the Azorius Senate.”

Sancho gave the answer without thinking.

"What? To whom? Say it again?"

The bartender was stunned.

Because the Azorius Senate is the law enforcer, legislator, and maintainer of order throughout the plane of Ravnica.

If you want to deliver a message to them, there is no need to go to such trouble. Just go to the roadside and find a patrol team to give it to them.

Sancho continued to repeat in an emotionless tone: "To the Azorius Senate.

I know you have a lot of questions, and you even think I am a psycho.

But I won't answer any questions.

Because I paid the money, you should provide the promised service.

As for the privacy and purpose of customers, I think it should not be within the scope of your business. "

Hearing these words, the bartender's expression changed several times in an instant, and he even turned around and looked at someone with decision-making power in the back kitchen.

You must know that Ravnica Time and space is not a safe place.

Although the Ten Guild Alliance maintains the covenant signed in ancient times, in fact, internal conflicts and competition have long been made public

Various factions have long been at loggerheads in private due to conflicting ideas.

No one knows whether this letter will have any serious consequences, let alone whether the content above is a provocation to the Azorius Senate.

So even though it is just sending letters, the risks involved are not small at all.

"Yes! We have accepted this business."

A man with a beard stood up and answered in the affirmative.

"Thank you."

Sancho nodded slightly to the other party, then turned around and prepared to leave.

The moment he approached the door, the man with a beard suddenly shouted from behind: "Wait! If you don't mind, can you tell me why you entrusted us with such a big circle? To deliver a message to the Azorius Senate?"

"It's simple!

First, I don't want to reveal my identity.

Second, a terrible war and disaster will soon come to this world.

All I have to do is give the Azorius Senate a heads up so they can prepare. ”

With the last word blurted out, Sancho opened the door and walked out, disappearing at the end of the alley at a very fast speed.

About twenty minutes later, when this letter When the letter was placed in front of the senior members of the Azorius Senate, the expressions of everyone who saw the content suddenly changed.

One of them suddenly stood up from his chair and roared: "This is not true. possible! Absolutely fake! The Guildpact of Ravnica is so powerful that not even Nicol Bolas can defeat us. ”

Another woman next to him scolded unceremoniously: "Calm down! Didn't you see that the letter said that there are spies planted by Nicol Bolas in all guilds? I think the top priority right now is to find Get rid of these spies."

"Agree! I propose to hold a secret meeting and gather the leaders of each guild."

A strange man who looks like a construct. The human nodded in agreement.

"Are you sure it is a wise choice to hold a meeting at this time? What if the leaders of some guilds have secretly defected to Nicol Bolas?"

"No way, We can only do this. After all, it is better to disclose things like this than to hide them. At least it can alert those guilds that have not been controlled by infiltration.”

"In that case, let's send out the invitation. Although the authenticity of the content in the letter cannot be confirmed for the time being, it is always good to be prepared."

......

This is how things passed. After a brief discussion, the Azorius Senate quickly made a decision.

Because their mission is to end chaos and make the whole world seem orderly, so that people can live under the management of the law.

No one noticed that after completing the delivery of the letter, Sancho quickly came to a ruins covered with weeds and vines outside the city.

When he entered the interior, he saw Jin Ji Tasha's figure at a glance.

After the two parties looked at each other to confirm their identities, Jinji Tasha immediately handed over the box he was carrying.

“Here, this is something that the father of the great New Phyrexia asked me to hand over to you.

In addition, from today on, this ruins will be our territory.

If you have any information that you need to pass on, or if you are in danger and need to find a safe place to hide, you can come here

Remember, don't be afraid, because New Phyrexia is your biggest backing and trump card.

The power, technology and resources we possess far exceed the limits you can imagine. ”

“Thank you! ”

Sancho took the box and opened it, and instantly saw several metal discs made of some unknown material inside.

But the moment he stretched out his hand to touch it, a massive amount of Knowledge and information pour into the brain

The speed of indoctrination was so fast that he began to have uncontrollable nosebleeds and was unable to digest so much information.

The whole process lasted about half an hour.

The moment he stopped, Sancho immediately felt his legs soften and he knelt on the ground and began to vomit non-stop. It felt like he was thrown into a cargo box and bumped along the uneven country road for several days. Over the course of several nights, the brain matter was shaken evenly.

But fortunately, as a planeswalker, he quickly recovered through several healing cards. He leaned on the wall and asked in an uncertain tone: "What the hell are these metal discs? They can actually do this." Store so much information and resonate directly with the brain? "

"It comes from the creator of the universe called Azeroth

The original name was called Platinum Disc.

Later I improved and perfected it using shimmering oil and other techniques.

How about it? Isn’t it amazing?

Any creature can read the information stored above by touching it.

As a carrier, although it is far inferior to shimmering oil, it has its own unique advantages. ”

When it comes to things related to technology, creation, and invention, Jinji Tasha immediately becomes excited.

Because this is the first time that the improved Platinum Disc has transmitted information to a target outside of the creation of New Phyrexia.

Judging from Sancho's reaction, although it will cause a certain degree of physical discomfort, it does not seem to be really life-threatening.

At least not once your physical fitness and intelligence reach a certain level.

After all, Sancho had been studying with Zuo Si for a long time. When he saw the expression on the Blue Demon Judge’s face, he knew that he had accidentally become a lab rat. The corner of his mouth immediately twitched uncontrollably several times. I couldn't help cursing: "Damn bastard! Aren't you afraid that you will torture me to death and bear the wrath of your mentor?"

"Of course not!

Because I have prepared more than one way to be resurrected.

If you really die, I will pull you back up before the spark goes out.
 So please rest assured, I am professional in this regard.”

As he spoke, Jinji Tasha opened the mechanical device on his chest, revealing various resurrection items inside. He was obviously well prepared. Come.

After all, the possible damage caused by the platinum disc would be to blow up the brain, which is a pure physical damage.

With the current technical strength of New Phyrexia, there is no need to use magic, and it can be put together on the spot in a few seconds.

But Jinji Tasha's indifferent attitude towards life and death made Sancho feel strong discomfort. After gargling the vomit in his mouth with water, he showed a very speechless expression.

“Please, I have experienced the feeling of going from life to death and from death to life repeatedly before.

That feeling is definitely a kind of torture for any living person Even torture.

If you use me as a guinea pig again, I will definitely complain to the instructor to make you look good.

Since this is the first time, I won’t pursue it further. ”

After saying these warning words, Sancho stopped touching the other platinum discs in the box, but closed it and planned to take it back and slowly read it through other aspects. 
Jingji Tasha responded nonchalantly: “Okay, I understand. But be careful, this world will definitely be quite unstable recently. Especially Nicol Bolas, who is about to be exposed, will definitely take some action. ”

“I know this better than you. By the way, what is the instructor doing now? ”

Sancho obviously wanted to figure out Zuo Si's next move.

He knew very well that in front of Nicol Bolas, he was no different from other new generation planeswalkers, they were all killed instantly.

“The Great Father of New Phyrexia is currently busy dealing with the civil war in hell.

However, he said that he will let the mastermind find the whereabouts of Nahiri.
 As long as we find this Lithomancer, the next thing will be easy.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you.

Don’t be surprised if you see Shane VII, let alone say hello to him. It’s best to treat him as a complete stranger. "

Jinji Tasha recounted word for word what Zuo Si told him before leaving.

"Xia En VII? ! ”

Sancho’s pupils suddenly dilated, and he immediately guessed the task that this powerful demi-lich might be assigned.

In just a few seconds, he pieced together Zuo Si's rough plan in his mind.