Nicol Bolas viciously opened up the old score, and looked fiercely as if he wanted to eat the time master.

"In that case, let us let our strength speak for itself."

Teferi undoubtedly knew the other party's character, so he simply gave up persuading and planned to take action directly.

He knew very well that there was no use in trying to persuade someone like Nicol Bolas, who would continue to dominate the world after I died.

Only by defeating it can the current situation be restored, and the huge time gap be repaired in time before it spreads.

"Hahahaha! How can you talk to me with your strength? This is really the funniest joke I heard today. Have you forgotten how you were pressed to the ground and rubbed repeatedly by me?"

Nicol Bolas scoffed unbridled.

As the strongest elder dragon planeswalker who is comparable to or even surpasses the gods, Teferi's ridiculous time magic has no effect on him at all.

As for the rotten fish and shrimps at the back, he never paid attention to them from beginning to end.

In contrast, New Phyrexia, which has shown terrifying strength, is the real threat.

"Look, this is your biggest weakness. You never know how to restrain yourself, let alone advance or retreat. The Lord of New Phyrexia, are you willing to join forces with us to deal with Nicol Bolas?"

Without any hesitation, Teferi directly sent an invitation to form an alliance to Zuo Si's shimmering oil incarnation.
Chapter completed!