"Don't worry, we must be much more prepared than Nicol Bolas. Now it's time to kick off the War of the Spark!"

After saying that, Jinji Tasha turned his gaze to the deepest part of the meditation lake, staring at the master who was completing the last step of transformation.

In his opinion, there was no need for the great Father of New Phyrexia to take action on his own in such a small game of mutual testing and mutual gambling in the early stage. It would be enough to just find a magic judge to deal with it.

"Do you need me to inform Niv-Mizzet on Ravnica?"

Xia En VII asked casually.

Jinji Tasha smiled and replied: "I don't think it is necessary. Because Sancho has been notified more than ten hours ago, and the conglomerate warlock Nahiri also said that the Guildpact is ready, and then there will be

Let's see how Nicol Bolas will attack first."

Xia En VII nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I understand. With the start of this war, I'm afraid I won't be able to deliver any news in the next time, otherwise the old dragon

You will definitely be aware of it.”

"It doesn't matter. If necessary, the master will contact you through special channels."

Jinji Tasha spread his hands indifferently to show his understanding.

He was well aware of the huge potential risks the undead emperor was currently facing.

"In that case, I will go back first. When Soth crosses this final threshold, remember to greet him for me."

With that said, Xia En VII activated his planeswalker spark and disappeared.

As soon as he left, the Dark Prince Graya appeared out of thin air and threw a dagger exuding darkness and nothingness to Jinji Tasha.

"This is what you asked for last time. I have finished making it with Shar, the goddess of the night."

"Oh? So quick! I thought it would take at least a few weeks."

Jinji Tasha grabbed the dagger with fingers as sharp as a sickle, feeling the evil power contained in it.

"What is father doing?"

Graia obviously noticed Zuo Si whose soul left his body and entered the deepest part of the Lake of Souls, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"The great father of New Phyrexia is completing the final transformation of his soul. We have figured out all the secrets of the Meditation Realm, the Elder Dragon and the Prime Dragon. Next is the fateful Battle of the Spark."

Jinji Tasha did not hide anything and gave the answer openly.

"Is it about to start? Then don't I have to rush to the time and space of Ravnica to prevent the activation of the Eternal Sun from deactivating all the planeswalkers' sparks?"

The Prince of Darkness suddenly became very excited.

As the one who admired Zuo Si the most among all his descendants, he had long been holding back his energy and planned to perform well in this war.

But Jinji Tasha responded with a smile: "That's not necessary. Because the function of the Eternal Sacred Sun is only to seal the space to make the planeswalker's spark ineffective, but it does not mean that we cannot bypass it through the cave tree."

"You mean... the Immortal Sun is just an illusion? A decoy that makes Nicol Bolas think he can seal off the entire space and plunder the planeswalkers' sparks?"

Greia instantly realized something, and the corners of her mouth began to rise slightly involuntarily.

"That's right!

In fact, we have already established at least six independent cave branches in the plane of Ravnica.

Moreover, the strength of the hyperspace beacon was also quietly strengthened to ensure that the War of Sparks would be flawless.

If you are really interested in this, you might as well contact Liliana the Necromancer.

Tell her by the way that the promise of the Father of Great New Phyrexia still stands."

After saying this, Jinji Tasha bowed politely, then turned around and left without looking back.

With the successful restoration of a scale of the Dragon of the Beginning, his mind is now filled with endless inspirations and he is eager to conduct more and more interesting experiments.

"Lilliana the Necromancer? Is this woman also my father's lover?"

It was obviously the first time for Grea to hear this name, and a curious expression appeared on his face.

But fortunately, he didn't hesitate for too long, and quickly teleported to the time and space of Ravnica with the help of the planeswalker's spark.

In a blink of an eye!

The prince of darkness appeared in an abandoned building deep underground.

Due to the fact that no one has lived there for a long time, the surrounding area is covered with a thick layer of dust, and the corners of the walls and the top of the head are covered with spider webs.

But in the next second...

Several black shadows suddenly jumped out from a hidden corner, kneeling on one knee and making a creepy hoarse sound.

"Great Lord of Darkness, your faithful servants await the call."

"Did anything big happen on Ravnica while I was away?"

Greia quickly looked around and asked with interest.

The leader of the shadows quickly replied: "Nothing important has happened recently.

Since the Guildpact was completely purged and controlled by Nahiri and Niv-Mizzet, all the spies planted by Nicol Bolas have been basically eliminated, and various defense facilities have been continuously built.

Today's Guildpact is almost monolithic.

Anyone who tries to create conflicts and divisions at this time will be eliminated immediately.

If there is something worthy of attention, it must be the mysterious black market auction.

It is said that there is an unknown mysterious force that sends out invitations every few days to allow specific people to gather in specific places and then auction some very rare and precious items.

Many of them are very powerful and dangerous creatures and magical equipment.

Although the Azorius Senate attempted to investigate and crack down on this illegal activity, the circle was too small and completely closed to catch them."

"A black market auction in a small circle? It sounds interesting."

Graia touched her smooth chin and slowly walked out of the abandoned building and entered the dark and damp corridor.

When he passed a illuminated area, a beautiful black woman with a veil suddenly emerged from the shadow, opened her arms and hugged the dark prince's neck from behind, and whispered in his ear: "Be careful, I have

I have a hunch that there must be unknown conspiracies and tricks behind this black market auction."

"Ah, I know it without you reminding me.

After all, if something suddenly pops up at such a sensitive time, anyone who is not a fool can detect that there is something wrong.

And I suggest you restrain yourself a little and don't show up casually.

This is not Faerûn, nor is it the Plane of Shadows or my territory."

Grea responded and continued walking forward without looking back.

When she was about to step out of the underground, the figure of this stunning woman suddenly became transparent under the sunlight, as if she might disappear at any time.

But when it enters an area where sunlight cannot reach it, it will re-condensate into substance.

Obviously, this stunning beauty is none other than Shar, the goddess of the night.

It's just that at this moment, she is not in the state of avatar or saint. She only attaches a ray of her consciousness and perception to the Prince of Darkness, and then connects to her own body through the planeswalker spark.

"Hmph! What are you afraid of? It's not like your father has never summoned his allies in other time and space or even in the universe."

Shar rolled her eyes indifferently like a willful little woman.

"Today is different from the past. You must understand that my father attaches more importance to the War of the Spark than anything else. I can guarantee that if you make trouble at this time, he will never destroy or even kill you mercilessly."

When saying these words, the tone of Dark Prince Graya was very serious, revealing a strong warning.

Shardun noticed this immediately and asked with a frown: "Is the elder dragon planeswalker named Nicol Bolas really that powerful? Does Soth need to go all out to deal with it?"

"Well, yes.

According to his father, this old dragon's spark characteristic is to draw unlimited power directly from the dark void and then release it all at once.

He once permanently destroyed a time and space with just one blow.

If you include the energy of the dark void and the restraint of matter on the gods, all the gods of Faerun, including you, may be destroyed in an instant.

So promise me not to be careful at times like this."

Greia stopped and turned her head to look at the fascinating black eyes of the Night Goddess.

"Okay, I get it."

Although she was a little reluctant, Shar still gave a clear guarantee.

She didn't want to lose the close relationship she had finally established with the Prince of Darkness.

Because she didn't dare to bet that when there was an irreconcilable fierce conflict with Zuo Si, Grea would stand on her side.

In this way, the two people quickly walked through this abandoned area without saying a word. It didn't take long before they saw scattered traces of human activity in the dark and narrow alleys.

Through their clothing and the symbols they wear, it is easy to tell that these guys are members of the Dimir Hall in the Guildpact.

This is a guild full of spies, spies, fraudsters, liars and careerists.

They pursue power, buy and sell information, and carry out unknown conspiracies in secret.

It can be said that if any major disaster occurs in the entire Ravnica space-time, there is a high probability that the Dimir Synagogue is behind it.

Strictly speaking, this is a secret society somewhat similar to the Shadow Thieves Guild in Faerûn with the addition of the Entanglement Talisman.
To be continued...