That being the case, why not try to create one yourself?

I can provide unlimited resources and supreme power, allowing you to transform this steel city according to the social form you think is the best."

When saying these words, Zuo Si had a faint smile on his face. He first used his excellent language skills to avoid the sharp questions raised by the other party, and then dragged the female planeswalker into a carefully prepared trap.
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There is no doubt that he wants to tie Elspeth to Mirrodin for a while.

"Create your ideal perfect society with your own hands? In a world that has been infected by oil!"

Elspei's pupils suddenly dilated, contracted, and then dilated again to show the unrest in the master's heart.

Because this awakened the painful memories of her childhood, and at the same time inspired her strong sense of responsibility to protect civilians, she really couldn't stay calm.

You must know that the reason why Elspeth became a planeswalker is that when she was very young, her hometown was invaded by Phyrexia. After she became a prisoner, she endured inhuman torture and abuse in the dungeon. Under the extreme pain, she was ignited.

Spark.

So now that we see New Phyrexia wreaking havoc in Mirrodin, we will inevitably feel the same pain.

In fact, before coming here, she had helped many gathering places repel the attack of New Phyrexia. Later, she happened to know the situation in the City of Steel when she was escorting a group of refugees.

Watching the changes in Elspeth's expression and the violent ups and downs of emotions, Zuo Si nodded with a serious look: "That's right. If you are very, very eager to get something, then don't place your hopes on it.

Charity from others.

Instead, you have to create and realize it with your own hands.

No matter how difficult the process is and how slim the hope of success is, at least you have worked hard for it.

Even if you fail, you still have an explanation for yourself.

Perhaps Mirrodin's time and space will eventually be unable to escape the fate of its fall.

But it is precisely this that gives all this a special meaning.

This is like those soldiers who know that the final result is failure and death, but still refuse to lay down their weapons and surrender, and charge to the enemy without hesitation.

Because failure and death are not terrible.

The most terrifying thing is when a person loses the courage to face difficulties head-on and always subconsciously wants to escape.

In the Bant fragment world of Alara's time and space, you gave up your responsibilities and chose to escape because you lacked the courage to face failure.

But look at the refugees in the City of Steel, don’t they know the meaning of what’s happening in Mirrodin?

No!

I can assure you that the vast majority of them are very aware.

But these people are not depressed or give up on themselves. Instead, they face every day with a positive and optimistic spirit, and are ready to live or die with this steel city.

They spend every day as if it were the last day in their lives, enjoying the best and most memorable parts of their lives.

Courage is a precious quality and a great hymn.

Dear Elspeth Tiree, tell me do you still have courage deep down in your heart?

Are you willing to stand up and lead the refugees in this city?

Are you willing to help them create the most perfect social form in your mind?

Are you willing to fight side by side with them and fight against their cruel fate until the last moment?

Even if you know clearly that the only thing you will get in the end is failure and death!"

As the last word blurted out, Elspeth felt a blazing flame in her chest, as if all the blood in her body was instantly ignited, and she responded loudly without thinking: "I do!

You are right!

I should not expect charity from others, nor should I lose the courage to face failure and death.

Thank you, my friend.

You made me rediscover the meaning of life and what I have been pursuing."

"You're welcome.

From this moment on, you are the leader of all the refugees in this city.

Also, give me your sword, and I will help you reforge it to become stronger and sharper.

Before the forging is completed, just make do with this."

With that said, Zuo Si handed the holy sword he used to the other party, and at the same time held the [Chengyang Sword] in his hand and felt the special power contained in it.

There is no doubt that this weapon is the most special of all the artifacts he has come into contact with so far.

Because today's [Chengyang Sword] is neither sharp nor strong, and can only be regarded as a passable low-level enchanted weapon at best.

But the problem is, this thing has an ability that no other artifact has.

That is to say, it can cross the current space and directly attack the place where the spiritual essence of gods exists. It can be simply understood as some kind of high-dimensional subspace that exists outside the material world.

In other words, when using [Chengyang Sword], no matter how powerful the divine power is contained in the incarnation or projection of a god descending into the mortal world, the attacking god's spiritual body hidden in the subspace can be directly ignored.

No wonder the sun god of Theros space-time would do everything possible to kill Elspeth and destroy the [Chengyang Sword].

The threat of this thing to extraordinary creatures like gods is really too great, so great that they can't bear it at all.

It's a pity that Elspei hasn't realized how precious the [Chengyang Sword] is yet. Instead, he is full of love for the holy sword that exudes positive energy. He keeps gently stroking the sword body that shines with golden light. He can't help but be amazed.

He shouted: "Oh my God! Where did you get this divine sword? I... I can even feel the cheers and excitement coming from the hilt when I hold it."

"It is made by merging two weapons used by holy warriors who uphold order and kindness, and then adding some other precious materials. My original idea was to specifically restrain undead and demons, so the white magic contained inside

I have too much strength." Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and explained.

"Thank you for your trust in entrusting me with such a powerful artifact. I swear on my honor that I will never evade it again this time, let alone bring shame to it."

Elspeth knelt down on one knee holding the holy sword and performed a standard Bant knight salute.

Under Zuo Si's arrangement, she quickly rose to power as the first true leader of the City of Steel without any opposition.

For the refugees, this arrangement was a bit sudden, but considering the endorsement of Zuo Si, a "master" who could provide unlimited daily necessities, everyone quickly accepted it calmly.

The leaders of various races and tribes who were originally responsible for maintaining the operation of the city also breathed a sigh of relief.

Because they no longer need to spend all day trying to figure out Zuo Si's thoughts, for fear of accidentally arousing the owner's anger, resulting in no supply of food and water.

Instead, he can hand over all decision-making power to Elspeth, and he only needs to peacefully carry out the orders issued by his superiors.

Zuo Si stayed in the Mirrodin space and time to observe for two days, and after confirming that there would be no problems, he kept the clone underground in the laboratory, and at the same time transferred his consciousness and soul back to the mage tower in Askatra.

After waking up, the first thing he did was to release the enhanced Kurremos and Wilmes, pointing at the map of the West Coast projected on the wall and said bluntly: "I need you to do something now.

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That is to find out the distribution of all the dragons, monsters and barbarian tribes in this area that covers almost one-fifth of Faerûn.

Then find a way to control it, or expel it or eliminate it.

With Baldur's Gate as the dividing line, you choose who will be in charge of the south and who will be in charge of the north."

"Master, do you mean to give us full authority so that we can express ourselves freely?"

Kurremos's eyes shone slightly, and his whole body exuded an extremely sinister, cunning and ambitious temperament.

When he was in Zendikar, although only a moment had passed for Zuo Si, who used time magic, for him, he had already spent two hundred years in a strange time and space full of energy.

Its size has already surpassed all the ancient dragons.

Regardless of whether it is the natural warlock's spellcasting level or the mage's spellcasting level, both have crossed the legendary threshold.

Therefore, this crazy purgatory brass dragon has enough confidence to use its own strength and wisdom to build a secret and huge evil organization, and even hide behind the scenes to build a monster empire of its own.

Zuo Si saw through Kurremos' little calculation at a glance, and replied meaningfully: "Except for not attacking the towns, villages and caravans under my control, you can do whatever you want.

But similarly, if you take the initiative to provoke the Metal Dragon, the Church of the Good God, and the Harper Alliance and are eventually besieged, I will not help you, let alone avenge you.

In addition, you must strive to get rid of the most powerful Dragon King within my control in the shortest possible time.

Especially those guys who are active and full of destructive power, like Balagas Flying Flame and Scar Lao Klaus.

It doesn't matter whether you kill it yourself, use greedy adventurers, or just people.

There is only one result I want to get, that is, smooth and safe trade routes.

No matter whoever dares to touch this red line, what you have to do is to kill them all in the most brutal way.

How about it? Any questions?"

"Hehe! Of course there is no problem! Please rest assured, master, I will handle this matter beautifully. In addition, I chose the north because I am more familiar with that area."

Kurremus is undoubtedly a very smart dragon, and he immediately understood the role he played - Black Gloves.

To put it bluntly, they specialize in doing dirty work and taking the blame.

For example, Zuo Si is promoting the establishment of a business alliance covering all towns on the entire West Coast to establish a unified market, currency and tariff system.

At this time, if anyone dares to speak out or make wild demands, then he needs to rob the town's caravans and send out his army of monsters to scare local residents and leaders into giving up their original plans.

To appeal for interests, quickly sign the agreement in exchange for military assistance and protection provided by the alliance.
To be continued...