Of course, none of this has anything to do with Zuo Si.

Transformed into a spirit dragon, he didn't even stay for a quarter of an hour. He followed the army led by the conglomerate Nahiri and directly attacked Amonkhet, blowing up Nicol Bolas's lair.

boom!!!!!!!!

With a deafening sound, the elder dragon's huge body rose directly from the ground and opened a pyramid from the inside. Countless broken stones were lifted into the air, and then fell down and killed countless mummies and fled in all directions.

of ordinary people.

Almost at the same time, Nahiri, with the help of the Cave Tree, continuously mobilized armies into the world and carried out massacre and destruction indiscriminately.

She had obviously long ago investigated that the plane of Amonkhet had long since become the home of Nicol Bolas.

Both mortals and gods here have been brainwashed under the influence of powerful magical power and regard them as the supreme pharaoh god.

So there is no need to waste time distinguishing who are civilians and who are innocents, just kill anything that moves, because even the air and water in this time and space exude the aura of Nicol Bolas.

"Come on! Completely destroy this time and space for me!"

Nahiri stood on the shoulders of a giant earth elemental being hundreds of meters high, holding high the sword made of rock in her hand and commanding the army to completely raze a city to the ground.

Countless civilians didn't even realize what was happening before the entire building collapsed, burying everyone alive underneath.

But people who can die happily like this are actually relatively lucky.

The worst thing is that the unlucky guy who is caught up on the street often has to go through a series of pains such as broken limbs and damaged internal organs before he dies.

Because their escape and struggle will only increase the pain of their own death, it is basically impossible to successfully escape.

In just a few minutes, a city full of Egyptian style completely disappeared in the desert oasis.

The wails and screams of countless believers undoubtedly alarmed the gods of this world.

Soon Oketra, the god of true faith, Keffane, the god of mind, Hazoret, the fanatic god, Batu, the glory god, and Rhonas, the fearless god, descended from the sky.

Unlike the gods in Theros space-time who rely on mortal faith to maintain their existence, the gods in Amonkhet space-time are all born from the energy of the earth's veins. Therefore, they are not affected by believers at all, but are closer to the original gods or the will of the planet.

reflect.

It's just that now they have all been twisted by Nicol Bolas's magic and have completely become his slaves.

"Bold invader! Who gave you the courage to slaughter Pharaoh's people and destroy the city he created?"

Hazoret, the fanatical god who represents red mana, has the most impulsive personality. She was the first to stand up and sternly question the Lithomancer.

"idiot!"

Nahiri was obviously too lazy to talk nonsense to a group of brainwashed gods, so she waved her swords and rushed forward to attack first.

For an ancient planeswalker like her, the so-called gods are just some slightly more powerful natives.

Before the sparks deteriorate, a planeswalker with some strength can easily kill most existences in time and space claiming to be gods.

Others can create time and space out of thin air, and then create a group of gods who are loyal to them.

Therefore, almost no ancient planeswalkers would take gods seriously.

The fanatical god Hazoret obviously didn't expect that the other party would dare to attack her directly. The one who didn't pay attention was beaten on the spot and retreated.

In less than three to five seconds, her body was wrapped in the rock magic released by the Lithomancer, and was finally forcibly sealed in a prismatic stone, with only her face remaining outside.

boom!

With the heavy stones falling to the ground and making a loud noise, the fanatical god Hazoret completely became a prisoner in Nahiri's hands, so fast that the other four gods could not react.

Because everything happened so fast.

Although the fanatical god Hazoret may be the weakest among the gods, she should not be taken down so easily.

You must know that it is not like they have never seen planeswalkers before. They had previously fought with the new generation of planeswalkers who had explored this time and space and successfully expelled them.

But what they found unbelievable was that the young planeswalker in front of them, who didn't look very old, could actually be so powerful.

"Who are you exactly?"

Representing the blue mana that symbolizes wisdom, Kefane, the mind god, finally couldn't help but test it out.

As the smartest and most rational being among the five gods on the surface of Amonkhet, he knew very well that the young woman in front of him was no ordinary person, and it was best to understand her origins before taking action.

But before Nahiri could respond, Zuo Si in the form of the spiritual dragon Wujin launched a sneak attack from behind, piercing the chest with sharp dragon claws, imploding the core of the god on the spot, completely destroying him from body to soul.

Absorb it cleanly until it turns into dust flying all over the sky.

"Wu Jin? How come you are here!"

Nahiri's eyes widened with an expression of extreme surprise.

In her impression, Spirit Dragon, who was the main force in the last war, should still be seriously injured and hiding somewhere to recuperate.

Zuo Si pretended to be mysterious and replied: "Don't ask so many questions. Let's clear out these troublesome guys together first. Because Nicol Bolas is coming soon."

The words have not yet been spoken!

A domineering voice echoed in the sky.

"No! I'm already here! I never thought you would have the courage to appear in front of me, Wu Jin."

The huge and majestic figure of Nicol Bolas fell from the sky, splashing large amounts of golden dust.

Especially the pair of flaring horns on the top of his head are as exaggerated as the horns worn on Loki's head in the Marvel Universe.

No!

It should be said that it is more exaggerated.

The soul stone floating in the middle of the horn is part of Wujin's soul, and it is most likely the resurrection seed he left behind just in case.

Seeing the appearance of the true master, Nahiri immediately left the other gods behind, and the strings in her body tightened instantly.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Zuo Si deliberately imitated Wu Jin's tone and mocked.

You must know that he came all the way here just to cause trouble and muddy the waters, so he doesn't care about winning or losing. At worst, he will just run away if he can't win.

Anyway, he is not the real Wu Jin, so there is no need to care about face.

I have to say, it’s no wonder that many people in the world immediately look different after putting on masks, hoods, or entering virtual networks.

This sense of freedom to do whatever you want without any burden or scruples is really exciting and exciting.

"Hahahaha! Dear brother! Have you forgotten that I killed you twice! And I defeated you and your allies once!" Nicol Bolas laughed and mocked.

But Zuo Si retorted nonchalantly: "What does that prove? I am no longer the same person I used to be. What's more, your current condition doesn't seem to be very good either."

"That's much stronger than you. I heard that you used a counter-spell in a certain time and space, and you were almost killed by another ancient dragon."

Nicol Bolas was busy telling the false information he heard from Shayne VII, without even realizing that this matter was a set-up from the beginning.

"But I'm still alive and in much better condition than you."

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si suddenly activated the power of the Planeswalker Spark to continuously convert all surrounding materials into energy.

Under that terrifying power, the entire crust of Amonkhet's space-time began to disintegrate, and everything within a radius of hundreds of kilometers was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn Ugin! Stop!"

Nicol Bolas obviously didn't want his carefully prepared Eternal Legion to be destroyed, so he immediately took action to interrupt the transformation process.

He obviously knew very well what serious consequences it would have if Wujin's ability was fully released in this time and space.

So there is absolutely no room for even the slightest accident.

"I am not your subordinate, and I have no obligation to obey your orders."

Zuo Si grinned with a very evil smile, and then transformed the converted energy into a powerful magic and threw it out.

Amidst the violent impact and explosion, Nicol Bolas was forced back several steps.

Just when he was about to continue his attack to give "Ugin" some color, he suddenly found that the opponent directly pulled Nahiri to activate the Planeswalker Spark and disappeared in place, decisively without any hesitation.

Run... run away?!

Nicol Bolas was obviously stunned and couldn't even believe what he saw.

You must know that in the two duels between him and Wu Jin, no matter whether he was at a disadvantage or seriously injured, this brother never chose to escape.

Even the battle in Ixalan had to be terminated after the entire space and time exploded.

Of course, not only Zuo Si and Nahiri were evacuated, but even the connection between the cave tree and the world was cut off in an instant.

the reason is simple!

Zuo Si didn't want the old dragon to follow his lead and find his lair.

As for those legions left behind in Amonkhet to continue wreaking havoc everywhere, they were abandoned cannon fodder from the moment they set out.

Just when Nico Bolas was completely confused about the situation, Nahiri, who had successfully entered another time and space, was gaping at Zuo Si, who had transformed from the spirit dragon Ugin form back to a human form, and asked in an uncertain tone.

: "You...who are you? Soth or Ugin?"

"Do you even need to ask? Besides me, who else would care so much about you?"

Zuo Si smiled and blinked.
To be continued...