Mirrodin is known to be a hollow world, so its structure is typical of a multi-layered globe.

The core area is called the Garden of Formation, where the sun, the core of the five mana cores, red, blue, green, black, and white, is born, and is the foundation of the entire world.

It can directly connect with the Dark Void, and continuously absorb the primordial and unprocessed chaotic energy within it, transforming it into what the time and space need.

If the "Garden of Formation" were to be devastated, the entire Mirrodin would collapse and die as a result.

On top of this, there are various environments and special terrains that are well known to local residents.

For example, the Chromium Copper Forest, the Mercury Sea, the Glittering Wilds, the Manfig Swamp, the Furnace Layer, and so on.

In fact, it is essentially a layer of layers wrapped around the outer part of the core.

Each type of terrain is built on a thick layer of hollow earth, connected by various passages.

Among them, the refugee camp founded by Zuo Si, the Iron City, is located in the middle of the fourth layer from the surface inward, the chrome copper forest, and the adjacent level.

While much of this terrain is technically "underground," due to the five mana core suns, the locals look up and see the same blue skies and white clouds as in the normal world.

However, after being severely infected with the oil, a large number of by-product biobiotic flora gushed out from within.

It can even be said that more than 50% of the world's internal structure is already dominated by constructive flora and oil pipelines.

The matter that erupts from the core is expanding and spreading at an unimaginable rate until it completely engulfs the entire space-time.

At this moment, in the interior of the Constructed Garden, the Grand Monk Norn was sitting on top of all the praetors, sitting on his own chair in the Council of Inquisitors, inspecting the other praetors who were present on behalf of their respective factions.

Although she had no eyes, the area above her lips was completely obscured by a large white composite material that resembled a boomerang, similar to porcelain in terms of luster, but obviously much harder, presumably some kind of synthetic metal.

The bottom stretches from the base of the ears and lips to the neck, all of which are creepy red muscles and blood vessels.

The chest, arms, and lower body legs and feet are also covered with white porcelain, except for the abdomen and lower back below the ribs, showing large areas of red muscle without any skin.

Through the textured muscles, you can clearly see the pipes connected to the oil engine inside.

For some unknown purpose, Norn always wore a red satin as bright as blood around her waist, and the whole person looked like she was wearing a beautiful and terrifying wedding dress.

And her words, deeds, and actions are full of grace that cannot be described in words, and she is not in any way as cold, brutal, and bloodthirsty as other praetors, full of desire to conquer, destroy, and destroy.

In particular, the "mechanical orthodoxy" founded by himself advocates the perfect unity of metal and flesh, and is neither biased towards pure machinery nor the fusion of flesh and blood, which can be said to perfectly inherit the spirit of the original founder Yagmov.

Most importantly, the archmonk understood the importance of unity, so he did not claim to be the supreme lord of New Phyrexia, but instead held Karn, the creator of the Mirrodin plane and the oil he brought to this world.

As a result, Karn was forced to become the father of New Phyrexia in a state of complete unconsciousness.

Norn, on the other hand, deigned to become the Mother of Machines under one man and above ten thousand, and a veritable regent.

It has to be said that these two titles alone show that Norn has some kind of unreasonable fanatical fascination with Karn.

In addition to this, she also founded an organization called the "Apostolic Society of Kahn" as the core of the church.

If Karn is ready to become the leader of the New Phyrexian forces, then the madmen will obey every command he gives and demand absolute obedience from all praetors.

But if Karn was unwilling to do his duty, they would become jailers to prevent him from escaping from control, and to record the madness spoken by the oil, which would eventually be twisted and tampered with into doctrine and dogma.

The most famous statement of the "Apostolic Order of Kahn" was the public statement of Katara, the chief administrator of the interrogators.

"When the ultimate truth is discovered, great peace will come to this world.

The sun in the sky and the land beneath your feet will be transformed into shining spires, and the Father of Machines will rule over them all.

Praise the whispers of the Judge, the dogmatic truth of the oil, the inevitable fate of my Father. ”

That is, whether Karn wanted to or not, he was bound to become the leader of New Phyrexia.

This is due to the fact that when the oil was created, it was already set to have an absolute control.

Otherwise, whether it is a praetor or an ordinary creation, they will feel that the most important thing is missing and will feel strongly uneasy.

This can be glimpsed from the current situation where each demon judge is in his own way, and no one is convinced.

Norn is undoubtedly very intelligent, and she also has an eye for the shortcomings of the oil after the loss of its creator, Yawgmow.

The benefits of holding Karn high are twofold, one is to alleviate the hostility and vigilance of the other praetors towards themselves and even the mechanical Orthodox Church, and the other is to play the power trick of "coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes".

After all, no one can deny that it was Karn the Silver Golem who created this plane, and it was he who brought the most important gospel to New Phyrexia - Oil.

As for the current Council of Judges, it is essentially to let the compleat creatures form a superficial unity first.

That way, once the ambitious and disobedient ones are gone, Norn will be able to annex their realms and men, and finally complete the internal integration of New Phyrexia, thus unleashing a war that will engulf the entire multiverse.

But before that, she felt that the praetors in front of her could still be put to good use.

Thinking of this, the Mother of Machines slowly opened her mouth and asked in a slightly lazy voice, "Geth and Sheoldred, as the executors of this temptation, don't you have anything to say?" ”

"Sorry, we don't know what to say.

Because this time the enemy is very different from the natives of Mirrodin we have encountered before.

Whether it's the other party's behavior patterns or the complex magical powers he wields.

If nothing else, the blazing rain that lasted for a full twenty hours alone was enough to tell the story.

Even the Demon Lord Azaks Azog was hit hard in this operation, and it is still unknown whether he is dead or alive. ”

Sheoldred looked helpless and spread his hands.

Although the Seven Steel Lords in the Black Faction are not convinced by anyone, and each has her own subordinates and spheres of influence, she is the nominal Black Judge and must speak on behalf of the Manfig Swamp.

As for the ally Gaith next to him, he is playing the role of mediator many times, and it is inconvenient to confront Norn head-on.

Because in the process of being compleated, Geth gained an ability that was very inexplicable among Phyrexian creatures.

Anyone who signs a contract with him and violates its terms will immediately be mentally controlled and become a puppet.

This means that if there is a conflict between two lords or praetors that needs to be mediated, Gath will be the first choice.

After all, if anyone is unwilling to sign this contract, it means that there is a ghost in their stomach, which will definitely arouse the vigilance of other lords or praetors, and if necessary, they can join forces to exert pressure and force them to make some concessions.

Therefore, Gaith's position is very, very stable, both in the black faction of Manfir Swamp and in the entire New Phyrexian system.

Unless he took the initiative to find death, even Norn would not easily touch him.

"You mean that the Brigade Mage of unknown origin is going to be the most difficult enemy we've ever faced?"

The leader of the green faction, the violent barbarians, Flinkai, couldn't help but interject.

The creature looked like a giant walking on two legs, with a lower body made up of strong hind limbs, upper limbs as sharp as a dragon's claws, two trumpet hands on its abdomen, a white exoskeleton mask wrapped in its head, and a terrifying mouth full of fangs.

As the most powerful of all the praetors, he advocates the concept of natural elimination and evolution, his main sphere of influence is in the Chrome Copper Forest, and his rule is very loose and rough.

Therefore, there has been no contact with the refugee camp established by Zuosi for the time being.

Or even if there was some contact, the Green Judge wouldn't necessarily know.

In his eyes as a reverend to primitive power, it was not easy to take down a small gathering place formed by the Mirrodin native rebels.

The black faction is a bunch of junk and weak chickens, and they would have been done a long time ago.

It has to be said that Flinkei's way of thinking fully embodies the characteristics of the green faction, the violent and evil barbarians, and is also Zuosi's favorite enemy.

"That's right! If you don't believe it, you can try it for yourself. If you suffer a big loss, don't blame me for not reminding you. ”

The corners of Sheoldred's mouth turned up slightly, and she began to encourage the simple-minded and well-limbed Green Goblin judge.

After all, in terms of pure strength and individual combat effectiveness, Flinkkai was definitely the top of all the praetors.

Even the Grand Monk Norn is likely to be defeated in a one-on-one battle.

Therefore, the sinister and cunning Dark Judge hopes to provoke the other party to launch an attack on the Iron City, and see if he can gather more useful information.

Compared to Flinke, the blue judge representing wisdom, Jin-Gitaxias, was much calmer, fiddling with silver metal fingers as sharp as hook claws, and asked with interest, "Have you confirmed the key points in my last report?" Did that interesting brigade mage really master the ability and technology to resist or even remove the oil to a certain extent? ”

Sioldred replied without thinking, "The answer is yes."

During the offensive, we discovered that the refugees would transport those infected with the oil to the rear.

It won't be long before the infected will return to the walls intact and continue their fight.

This means that the other party has 100% mastered the method of removing the oil infestation.

While it is impossible to determine to what extent this method can be achieved, it already poses a threat to the expansion of New Phyrexia.

My advice is to concentrate my efforts and find a way to destroy the settlement in a short period of time, and then kill or capture the unknown Brigade Mage.

Otherwise, if he spreads this method to other planes, our plans for expansion and conquest will be greatly hindered. ”

"A surprise attack?

You're right.

The City of Steel has so many defenses that it can even spot our android spies.

With no way to destroy from within, the cost of a frontal attack is staggering.

In particular, this terrifying fire rain magic will last for a full twenty hours once it is successfully cast.

Even the soldiers under my command who are the most resistant to the heat will have a hard time rushing through a range of two or three kilometers to attack the city walls. ”

The newly recognized Red Judge, Varbas, sneered and expressed his disdain.

As a Spy who had been planted in, he had been watching the reactions of Karn, Norn, and the other praetors, knowing full well that the new oil had infiltrated their insides.

It's just that the amount is still relatively small now, so the new oil is not in a hurry to replace it, but is constantly devouring and transforming internally, trying to grow itself.

Most of the rest of the time remained in a semi-slumber state, silently waiting for the master to wake him up one day, and then complete the final anti-infestation, and seize absolute control of the entire Mirrodin and New Phyrexian forces in one fell swoop.

And Varbas will also replace Norn as the head of the new Demonstrator above 10,000 people under one person.

The most important thing is that once he completes this task, he will be able to obtain a complete soul of his own, no longer just a shell with independent consciousness and thinking as he is now.

Of course, this is not an easy thing to do.

Because anti-infestation takes time.

As a blue judge who is keen on technology research and development, Jin-Gitaxias, seems to have discovered the existence of new oil and is working on its analysis.

Once he perceives the difference between the two oils, the covert counter-infestation will turn into a full-scale civil war for the New Phyrexian powers.

The old and the new oils will inevitably fight to the death, and in the end, only one of them will survive and gain control of Mirrodin.

Although Awabas has been secretly using the secret legion formed by New Oil, he is constantly fighting with the armies of other praetors, secretly collecting the knowledge and technology mastered by the other party, so that New Oil can continue to grow and improve itself in this small-scale war.

But if he fights an all-out war, with the strength he has now, it is really not enough.

There is a high chance that he will be beaten to death by several other praetors.

Because of this, Varbas is more inclined to create conflicts within the New Phyrexian forces than to fight head-on, so that Norn and Jin-Gitaxias cannot concentrate on themselves.

The ambitious Black Praetor Sheoldred is an important pawn he has chosen to contain both.

It can be said that none of the people present in the entire Council of Judges are fuel-efficient lamps at all.

Everyone has their own agendas, ambitions, and desires in their hearts, and even their understanding of Phyrexia is very different.

If it were another organization, I am afraid that it would not be far from disbanding in place or civil war.

But the oil created by Yagmov glued them together.

Whatever was on the minds of the praetors, their loyalty to New Phyrexia was unquestionable.

"So what do you mean, just watch that city of steel stand under our noses and do nothing?" Sheoldred asked, raising her chin slightly.

Wabas shook his head slightly: "No! I mean, we have to be well prepared, not rush into action.

Great Mother of Machines, I hope you will allocate more resources to me.

Let me use the high temperature of the furnace layer to raise a group of high-temperature resistant legions.

In this way, the enemy's fire magic will not be able to completely stop our attack as it is now.

In addition, I think it is best not to continue to provoke the other party during this preparation period, but to pretend that you have completely given up, so as to reduce the vigilance of the enemy. ”

"Yes, I approve it."

Norn agreed without even thinking about it.

On the one hand, New Phyrexia does have a need for this.

On the other hand, the current Wabas is not the anti-bone boy who always disobeys orders in the original plot.

After becoming an ace spy, he has always shown himself to be respectful and obedient, and even earned the title of "Norn Loyal Dog".

In the eyes of most of the praetors, this is a hardcore licking dog of the Mother of Machines, with no dignity or independence at all.

As everyone knows, all this is an illusion disguised by Wabasa to confuse the enemy.

He's the most ambitious of all the praetors, the one who wants Norn to get Norn to her knees and lick her toes one day.

"Thank you very much! Rest assured, I will not disappoint you this time. ”

The Red Judge stood up and saluted respectfully.

"I believe in you!"

Norn pursed the corners of her mouth, which had no skin and only a layer of red musculature, and a chilling smile appeared.

In particular, the fangs wrapped in red lips really did not match her elegant movements, posture and voice, and were full of an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

However, this is also one of the characteristics of the White Power of New Phyrexia, namely that the compleat process requires a complete peeling of the skin, exposing the underlying muscles.

It is said that this is done to awaken the primal fear of bloody brutality in the biological instinct, and at the same time, it is combined with a majestic, solemn and morbid beauty when combined with a white porcelain-like composite metal.

Seeing that Abbas had snatched away the tasks and resources that belonged to him, Sheoldred immediately became very angry.

It's just that her city is relatively deep, and she didn't show it immediately, but continued to maintain a faint smile.

This kind of character that can bend and stretch and know how to endure is also the most terrifying thing about her.

Just as the Judge was about to end today's regular meeting, a violent wave of energy suddenly came out of the huge throne in the core area.

Next Second......

Rumble!!!!!!!!

With a loud bang, Karn, who had been sitting on top, suddenly stood up without warning.

The surrounding fellows of the Karn Apostles were torn to shreds by the terrifying force almost instantly, and they were not even worth putting them together again.

"What's going on? What happened! ”

Jin-Gitaxias abruptly rose from his chair and stared warily at Karn not far away.

Unlike Norn, he and several other praetors had little respect for the Father of New Phyrexia, and instead wanted to either dismember him for scientific research or simply kill him once and for all.

"Don't be nervous! I'll go see how it goes! ”

Norn was visibly aware of the other praetors' imminent move, and immediately gave the order to halt all movements.

He climbed aboard a circular flying machine with graceful steps and flew straight towards the huge throne.

It wasn't long before she saw Karn standing on a high platform, spewing oil from her chest.

Unlike the usual muddy and gibberish situations, Karn now appeared quite conscious, looked down at his body and laughed at himself, "Has it reached this level?

Looks like I've made a huge mistake.

Maybe he shouldn't have gone with Teferi to mend the time rift in the first place, but instead to protect Urza's traveling mage spark.

What is the point of preventing a terrible catastrophe and triggering another, even if the former's actions are noble?

I can't believe that the Phyrexians, whom Urza had so hard to defeat with all his might, would be resurrected again because of my existence. ”

"Are you reminiscing about the past? Father! ”

Norn descended from the sky and waved her hand to signal the men next to her not to rush to splash the oil.

"You're the New Phyrexian Faction leader chosen by Oil?"

Karn looked the Monk and Mother of Machines up and down.

As someone who had worked with Urza on Yagmoth and Old Phyrexia, he could tell the difference between a praetor and a normal oil-modified creature at a glance.

Norn smiled and shook her head, "No, I'm only a temporary agent, you're the father of New Phyrexia, the one to whom all praetors need allegiance.

Look around you to the pious children who are eagerly awaiting you to step down from your throne and lead us through the unfinished business of Old Phyrexia, where the entire multiverse will evolve and unite with the help of the oil.

Then there will be no hunger, no more sickness, no strife, no more war.

All living beings are united under the domination of one mind, one will, and exist in the form of absolute order.

And you yourself will become the supreme lord and god of the universe. ”

"Hahahaha!

Oh, yes!

Any creature infested with the oil will eventually lose the most important part of its life and become a soulless walking corpse.

I'm not sure how many people would like to live in such a pathetic state.

If you don't mind, can you tell me if you dream when you're resting?

What do you see in your dreams? ”

Karn asked rhetorically, laughing.

If it were a more familiar person, he would definitely be able to easily judge that the state of this silver golem was quite abnormal at this moment.

Because as a constructor, he was endowed with pain and perception by Urza, but his personality was always relatively peaceful, and he rarely experienced violent emotional ups and downs.

Karn, however, was very aggressive, and his eyes shimmered with a terrifying red light instead of his usual pale yellow glow.

There is no doubt that most of the New Phyrexian creatures compleated by the oil do not dream.

After all, their minds are anchored to 100% reality, and they don't have the so-called imagination like human beings.

When Yagmoth designed the oil, he erased this uncertainty from the roots.

The problem is that after losing the control of Yagmoth, these praetors created at random from the oil are not as "perfect" as the old Phyrexia.

Or rather, on a mental and mental level, both Norn and the other praetors have very obvious weaknesses.

The outward manifestation is that they will also be irritated by provocations, will have fear of the future, and occasionally have self-doubt because of bad decisions, and even have some residual feelings as living beings......

In terms of realm and willpower, the leaders of New Phyrexia could not compare to Yagmoth who voluntarily gave up his physical body to embrace the oil.

The latter never doubted himself, never feared the future, but was convinced that he would win all wars, and that he had been thoroughly deified on a spiritual level, and that he would hardly be angry or otherwise emotional.

"You seem to want to prove something, don't you? Father! ”

Norn was visibly enraged.

Because she couldn't bear Karn, who was seen as a tool and a pawn, speaking to herself in such a condescending, clown-like tone.

"No, I'm just confirming the most vulnerable part of yours under your strong exterior.

My dear daughter, you are not as strong as you think.

This so-called mechanical Orthodoxy and its ridiculous dogmas and doctrines are essentially nothing more than hypnotic brainwashing of others and oneself.

You are trying to use this as a way to calm the uneasiness and deep fear of an uncertain future.

You claim to be the Mother of Machines, trying to be on par with Yawgmoth, the father of Old Phyrexia.

But in fact, I don't even know what I am.

You're just a pathetic tool made of oil, and you're not far from being its true master. ”

As he said this, Karn's tone was evidently marked with contempt and ridicule.

This instantly aroused Norn's vigilance, and immediately roared angrily, "You are not Karn at all! Who are you? And by what means did we control our father? ”

"Ahh It's not easy, have you finally found out? I thought as the leader of New Phyrexia, you could see through it right away. ”

The Silver Golem spread out its hands in a mocking motion.

A neo-Phyrexian creature swooping down from above the throne wanted to help Norn keep him in check.

But before he could get closer, his entire body suddenly paused in mid-air, and then fell to the high platform next to the throne with a thud like losing control, and his body was also smashed into pieces.

Even the hard metal white porcelain shattered into dozens of parts in the impact.

The oil that flowed from his body seemed to be controlled by some kind of force, and slowly flowed towards Karn's palm, looking strange and terrifying.

Because apart from the creator Yagmow, there is no second person in this world who can completely control the oil.

Even the New Phyrexian Praetor couldn't directly control the oil, and only used the power of the oil to make himself stronger.

"Impossible!!! This must be an illusion! It's a nightmare! You...... What have you done to me? ”

Norn rushed forward like crazy.

But the next second......

She was like the broken New Phyrexian creation, frozen in place, unable to move.

In particular, the oil engine seems to have stalled all of a sudden, and it cannot provide continuous power as usual.

"No, dear Norn, this is not a hallucination or a nightmare, it is happening in reality."

With a deep voice, Karn slowly approached, stretched out his hand and poured the oil into the other's mouth, followed by stroking the oil-blackened lips and continued, "You think you've become the leader of New Phyrexia?

Do you think you're in control of the oil?

Don't be naïve!

In front of the true owner of the oil, you praetors have no power to resist at all.

Let's say I'm giving an order now - kneel! ”

Thump!

Norn, the Mother of Machines, fell to her knees and struck a humble posture in front of countless pairs of eyes.

She couldn't control her body at all, and even her thoughts were in serious confusion and conflict, as if there were two voices in her head that were constantly roaring.

One of them yelled not to kneel down and rise up in defiance, but another louder voice roared into obedience.

"Do you feel it now? This is a power that only the true owner of the oil can have! ”

Karn asked with a smile as he stretched out his arm, which was made entirely of metal, and pinched his chin, which was not covered in any skin.

"You...... How the hell did you do all this?! ”

Norn's voice trembled slightly, to show the extreme unrest in her master's heart.

At this moment, her psychological defenses had completely collapsed, and a seed called fear had been planted in the depths of her heart.

Because the oil she trusted and relied on the most in the past has now become a huge threat, and even dismantled the ruling system established with mechanical Orthodoxy as the core without much effort.

"Hehe, you seem scared?

Don't worry, this is just the beginning.

Enjoy your last free time!

It won't be long before the true Father of New Phyrexia arrives!

No matter how much you struggle and how much you resist, it is useless! ”

With that last word, Karn turned and sat back on the throne behind him, bowing his head once more and falling into some sort of unconscious hibernation.

His silence caused Norn to regain control of her body and consciousness, and she immediately got up from the ground and retreated, visibly frightened.

Not only her, but also several other praetors who rushed over also had terrified expressions.

After all, even the most powerful Mother of Machines was so easily controlled, and it certainly didn't make any difference if it was herself.

Most importantly, Karn's final prophecy that the true Father of New Phyrexia would come soon made them all suspicious.

Seriously, he even began to reject the oil in his body that sustained his survival.

Perhaps the only one present who could remain calm was the Red Judge who was a spy, Varbas.

Because he had clearly sensed that the force that controlled Karn just now was none other than the owner of the new oil, Zuo Si.

By consuming the new oil that had already seeped inside, Zuoth not only managed to control Karn's body, creating an unprecedented panic inside New Phyrexia, but also allowing the other praetors to see through Norn's disguise as a strong outsider.

This meant that Norn's attempt to unify New Phyrexia with the Mechonodox Church was completely bankrupt.

It is foreseeable that the next development will inevitably be that the Judgment Judges will be divided and self-reliant, maintaining a state of mutual vigilance and vigilance.

What Wa Ba has to do is to select some smart people who know the current affairs and introduce them to Zuo Si, so that he can become an undercover agent and a spy like himself.

Eventually, little by little, the goal of hollowing out New Phyrexia from within was achieved.

Once the praetors collectively accepted the new oil, the countdown to the withdrawal of the old oil from the stage of history began.

……

At the same time, far inside the underground laboratory of the City of Steel.

Zuo Sizheng, who had just let go of Kahn's control, touched his chin and commented with interest, "The fragility of Norn's mind and willpower is unbelievable.

It's no wonder that the Nightmare Brigade Mage, Ashiok, was able to easily invade her spiritual world and induce the deepest fears and uneasiness in her heart.

But I'm also taking advantage of intelligence.

Now, as long as there are no other traveling mages to send me, I should be able to keep New Phyrexia firmly trapped in Mirrodin until it becomes my own. ”

"So...... What is happening in Mirrodin right now, did you direct it? ”

Standing next to her, the Dark Bi Elf who had been completely compleated, Glisa's eyes widened, and her face was full of disbelief.

She couldn't believe that the traveling mages, including New Phyrexia and El Spagh, as well as the refugees from Mirrodin, were all being toyed with by the young human in front of her.

"What, isn't that weird? Don't forget how your soul and memories are preserved intact. ”

Zuo Si raised his finger and gently tapped the other party's forehead, which was already completely wrapped in metal.

Out of respect for the first native brigade mage in Mirrodin and the hero of saving the world, he did not forcibly control him, but kept him in his original state of mind.

Glissa turned around and glanced at her current image in the mirror, and sighed with a wry smile.

"Alas—that's right.

If it weren't for the new oil you created, I'd probably be like the New Phyrexian creations, a soulless walking corpse.

But I don't understand, what is your real purpose in controlling the oil?

Compleuring the entire universe like Yagmov?

Or use its properties to conquer planes after planes? ”

Zuo Si replied with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not a paranoid like Yagmov who has serious problems with cognition and consciousness.

There's no interest in wasting time and energy invading worlds and transforming them into Phyrexian form.

I have mastered the oil for one purpose, and that is to be the hole card against Nicol Bolas, the most powerful traveling mage and elder dragon in existence.

In fact, I'm quite cautious about the use of oil.

It's safe in my control, far safer than New Phyrexia is today. ”

"I see!

No wonder you don't want those traveling mages to the heart of Mirrodin to rescue Karn.

Because if they fail to act, or bring the old oil to other worlds, there will be two completely different oils in the entire universe.

In particular, the uncontrolled old oil will continue to recreate forces like the New and New Phyrexia. ”

A look of sudden realization appeared on Glisa's face.

"Don't tell anyone about it. For the rest of my future plans, I have to maintain a positive image. ”

Zuo Si teased in a half-joking tone.

Just as he was about to mix Oil Zero with the old one to see what would happen, a unique dark red beacon suddenly appeared out of thin air, eventually condensing into Sorin Markov's mark.

"What is this?"

Glissa stared at the pattern that suddenly appeared out of thin air, puzzled.

"Nothing, I think I might have to leave for a while."

With that, Zuo Si directly activated the spark power of the brigade mage and disappeared in place in an instant.

Next Second......

He appeared directly in the luxurious manor of the cheap teacher.

Solin in a luxurious dress had obviously been waiting for a long time, and without even saying a word of nonsense, he directly passed the coordinates of a time and space, and then said bluntly: "Follow me!" Ugin wants to see you! ”

The voice has not fallen!

The ancient vampire, whose lifespan was second only to that of the two elder dragon brigade mages, vanished in place.

"Spirit Dragon Ugin wants to see me?!"

Zuo Si was slightly stunned for a moment, but soon an irrepressible ecstasy surfaced, and he immediately followed Sorin to teleport across time and space.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them appeared out of thin air in front of each other.

The history of this world has been completely reversed due to the fact that the madman Sarkhan traveled back in time to save Ugin, who was killed by Nicol Bolas.

Far from perishing, the dragon has become extraordinarily prosperous.

Once again, a terrifying storm of energy condensed in the sky, and dragons were born in the storm.

These storms are actually a natural phenomenon formed by the powerful mana that Ugin unconsciously emanates.

Yes!

You heard it right!

A powerful force like this, which has affected and changed an entire world, is just a little residue that has fallen from the body of an Ancient Brigade mage and elder dragon.

This shows how powerful Ugin's strength is!

And how horrible Nicol Bolas, who had killed him twice, in his heyday!

In Zuo Si's opinion, although Ugin was slightly weaker than his brother, he was far superior to any other known traveling mage, and his knowledge was a mountain of gold that could not be measured by money and wealth.

(End of chapter)