A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

The mysterious palace, the end of the world of Theros time and space.

Here the ocean pours down from a steep cliff that is nearly 90 degrees straight up and down, forming a scenery more majestic and magnificent than any waterfall.

At the end of the waterfall and cliff, a huge olive tree grows from the water and reaches the sky.

According to legend, the tree was an altar to the Skyrim god Crophonus, who also symbolized the health and destiny of the entire world.

But now, the original green leaves of the olive tree have been dyed black, and are also shrouded in a thick and cold black mist.

In the black mist, you can vaguely see twisted and terrifying bugs of all sizes lying on the trunks of the olive trees, sucking sap, or chewing up the originally dense leaves.

There is no doubt that those black mist and twisted terrifying bugs are manifestations of Theros' time and space constantly falling towards the direction of nightmare.

At this moment, Ansuoke was standing in front of the tree, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised to reveal undisguised joy. The weird shadow hair that formed a V-shape from his nose and wrapped around his head seemed to be burning like a black flame.

Because his planeswalker spark has been completely connected to the core of the world beneath his feet, countless mortals and even gods are sinking in fear, continuously providing nearly unlimited black and blue mana.

Once Theros is completely transformed into a nightmare world, he can use a spell at any time to plunge mortals in any time and space into an eternal sleep and nightmare from which they cannot extricate themselves.

"Tremble...

Be desperate...

Release all the most intense emotions within you!

Then it completely became my spiritual food!

Not all nightmares can be escaped by waking up!

Not all fears can be overcome with courage! "

Accompanied by a creepy whisper, Asok slowly opened his arms as if to embrace the olive tree.

Although his appearance has always given people a terrifying and terrifying visual impact, his behavior is unexpectedly elegant and full of beauty.

No one knows the true identity and origin of this mysterious planeswalker, let alone whether this appearance is due to racial characteristics, or is it the result of magic or the ignition of the planeswalker's spark. Even the gender is very ambiguous.

The only thing that is certain is that Asuok claims to be a Nightmare, but no one has ever seen anyone other than him.

Most importantly, mystery and the unknown represent, to some extent, the roots of fear.

Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that all of this was deliberately created by Ashiok. He wanted to gradually turn himself into the source of fear and nightmares in the entire multiverse.

Just as Zuo Si wanted to turn himself into a symbol of evil in the multiverse, Ugin seemed to want to become a representative of wisdom and reason, and Nicol Bolas made no secret of his endless desire for strength and power.

Although there is not only one path to becoming the strongest planeswalker, the process is similar, that is, abstracting and philosophizing what one believes in.

Only by understanding this can the power of sparks be released to the maximum extent.

From this perspective, Asuok is undoubtedly above ninety-nine percent of planeswalkers, even looking down at the gods in a condescending manner.

Just as the King of Nightmares was standing in front of the olive tree at the edge of the world admiring his masterpiece, a humanoid nightmare creature shrouded in black smoke and shadow appeared out of thin air on the water only a few meters away, speaking from its mouth. There was a creepy sound that seemed to come from hell and the abyss.

"The man you've been waiting for, he's here."

"Oh, really?"

Ansuoko stopped all movements instantly, turned around slowly, and revealed undisguised surprise in his tone.

"Yes, I can already feel his presence and the faint connection."

As he spoke, the nightmare creature slowly walked out of the thick black fog and shadows, revealing a face almost identical to Zuo Si's.

But the difference is that his body is not in human form, but is a mixture of the characteristics of devils and dragons, as well as a large mechanical structure formed by the infection and transformation of shimmering oil.

Especially the pair of huge wings behind him covered with metal scales, as well as the huge power acceleration system built by the flickering oil engine near the wings, and the arms, tentacles, and electronic eyes that are mixed with the flesh and blood of machinery and ancient gods extending from the side and spine.

It looks like Yawgmoth, the creator, god, and supreme ruler of old Phyrexia, has been reincarnated.

There is no doubt that this is the strongest nightmare that Ansuoko extracted from the fear of Jinji Tower, and it is also his greatest reliance to realize his grand plan.

For the old Phyrexian creatures born from the Shimmering Oil, Yawgmoth has always been their greatest fear, even above failure and death.

Although the new oil has stripped away Yawgmoth's thoughts and consciousness and replaced them with Zuo Si's own thoughts and consciousness.

But the awe, fear and worship contained at the bottom have not disappeared, it has just changed its object.

Therefore, in the subconscious mind of the New Phyrexia Demon Judge, there is always a complex psychology of expectation and fear for this new master to accept completion and completely become the second Yawgmoth.

With his unparalleled talent, Ansuoko captured this point and extracted the completed image of Zuo Si into a powerful nightmare creature under his control.

Looking at this creation that successfully planted the first seed of fear in the hearts of the gods of Theros, he waved his claw-like fingers and continuously pulled out threads symbolizing spirit and thinking and asked softly: "Do you think he will Come to me?"

"Yes. Not only will he choose to go to war, but he will also kill you with his own hands."

Nightmare answered in an emotionless tone.

But when Ansuoko heard these words, not only did he not feel nervous or scared at all, but he laughed happily.

"Ha ha ha ha!

Isn't that just right?

Greater power means greater darkness and fear must be hidden in the heart.

If you can tear apart his psychological defense, you can unearth the most powerful nightmare from it.

I really want to know what the father of New Phyrexia is afraid of. "

"So you are ready for war?" Nightmare continued to ask.

"That's right! I'm ready for war.

Now is the time to completely transform Erebos, the god of death, and Areos, the god of death, into my own nightmare.

Go and use your power to send all their last believers and priests into the nightmare.

I need to recruit troops and get a few powerful enough servants before the real war begins. "

Having said that, Asuoko suddenly released the spiritual threads in his palms and wrapped them around the olive tree at an extremely fast speed, eventually forming a fruit-like cocoon at the top.

In just a few seconds, ear-piercing screams and calls for help filled with fear and despair came continuously from inside.

Then its volume began to expand from the size of a grain of rice.

Sudden!

A huge figure with four arms and a body that looked like a bright starry sky appeared out of thin air and roared angrily: "Shameless blasphemer! You have killed so many gods and plunged all mortals in the world into nightmares and you are still dissatisfied. Are you satisfied, but you still want to erode the core of the world controlled by the Nyx Divine Domain?"

"Ah! Isn't this the great Skyrim God Crophonus? I thought you would avoid me for how long."

Ansuoko bowed gracefully to the star giant in front of him with one hand on his chest.

Obviously, this giant with a body like a starry sky and four arms is one of the origins of the birth of gods in Theros space-time, and he is also the supreme ruler of Nyx God Realm.

As long as Crophons is willing, he can even seal the passage between the divine world and the mortal world so that no other gods can come.

In contrast, the sister Clotis who was born with him turned into an eternal seal, imprisoning the first-born Titan in the underworld, and rarely appeared in the sight of mortals and gods.

"Hiding you?

Stop being so self-righteous, you arrogant alien planeswalker.

You have no idea how many people like you have been born in Theros over the endless years, and how many planeswalkers have visited this world.

But in the end they all have to succumb to the rules I set.

I am the embodiment of the will and order of this world!

And you are destroying it and distorting it wantonly! "

Crophons was obviously completely irritated. Every word he blurted out was accompanied by violent vibrations in the space, as if destruction would come in the next second.

But Ansuoqo seemed to be confident and ignored the anger of this powerful god at all. He still responded with a faint smile on his face: "But I am different from them, right?

At least other planeswalkers have nothing to do with the Nyx Divine Realm you control, so naturally they can't really shake the foundation of the gods of Theros.

Because even if the original gods die because their faith fades, new gods will soon be born one after another due to the needs and desires of mortals.

As the ruler of God's Domain, you can always sit back and relax and continue to maintain the existing order.

But I'm different!

The nightmare I created was mapped to the Nyx Divine Realm, which was composed of dreams and subconsciousness, making the bright starry sky symbolizing the gods dim, and the area of ​​​​the shadow continued to expand.

Your power and authority have been diminished, just like the olive tree.

So you are afraid, afraid of yourself and the world, about the ultimate nightmare that is coming.

And your fear strengthens me.

It's like an endless spiral spiral, and you are the prey trapped in it, unable to move.

Just watch, it won't be long before I drain you completely and condense you into a delicious fruit. "

After eating it, the world is completely mine. "

"No!!! You are dreaming! I will never let you succeed!"

With the deafening roar, Crophons finally couldn't bear it anymore and chose to take action.

Although strictly speaking, he is not the God of creation in Theros space and time, and even the title of the first-generation god is up for discussion (the real first-generation god should be the terrifying flesh-and-blood incarnation of the primitive species-Titan).

But it is undeniable that after establishing the Nyx Divine Realm, this man definitely has the power to reshape the entire world.

So when Crophons slapped down, the entire sky shattered, and endless energy poured out from Nyx God's Domain, as if he wanted to kill the Nightmare King in front of him at the cost of destroying the world. .

But in the face of such a devastating attack, Ansuoke's reaction was just to curl his fingers.

In a blink of an eye!

Large swaths of shadow also poured out from the divine realm, wrapping up all the energy that had previously poured out like a curtain, even the huge arm of Crophons was no exception.

In just a few seconds, the most powerful god was already firmly restrained and unable to move.

That miserable look did not look like the supreme master who could make the gods of Theros time and space bow their heads.

As if he had done something trivial, Ansuoko mocked in a condescending and contemptuous tone: "In your current state, you still want to kill me?

How naive!

Nyx, the source of your power, has become filled with mortal fears and nightmares.

And this power allows me to influence and even control you to a certain extent.

Ever since the world began to fall in the direction of becoming a nightmare, you have been unable to pose any threat to me.

Now you should just stand here and watch me drain the Nyx Divine Realm and condense it into the fruit of fear.

Compared to you stupid and arrogant gods, I am more looking forward to competing with another opponent.

Now, get down on your knees. "

As the last word blurted out, Ansuoqo suddenly raised his hand and made a downward movement.

boom! ! ! ! ! !

Crophons's exaggeratedly huge body knelt down directly, and lowered his noble head to the Nightmare King like a servant. The bright starry sky that his body originally showed quickly became dim, and instead it was quickly shrouded in a layer of darkness. Shadows and fog.

When things have developed to this point, the gods of Theros space-time may no longer have the slightest possibility of turning defeat into victory except for releasing the sealed Titans.

Of course, even if it is released, it may not be useful.

After all, once the fruit of fear solidifies and is eaten by Asuoko, he will become the supreme controller of the world and can directly obliterate everything by changing the rules.

Even powerful Titans like the Wrath Titan Uro and the Nightmare Titan Crosha are no exception.

…

At the same time, Zuo Si formed a new alliance with Xenagos, the god of pleasure, and began hunting the other gods in Theros space and time.

The first one to be targeted was the god of forging, Purophos, the good brother and biggest rival of the sun god Heliod.

After all, the place where he lives is so conspicuous, in a large lava pool in the deepest part of Mount Verus.

The sound of forging that echoed in the surrounding sky along with the volcanic eruption could be heard from far away.

Faced with this violent and murderous god, Zuo Si did not choose to perfect him by using shimmering oil to perfect his believers and sacrifices, but chose to directly kill him and transform him into an immortal evil god.

Right now, this battle between demon gods has razed everything within a radius of dozens of kilometers around Verus Mountain to the ground.

The towering mountains have turned into flat land and even deep pits of different sizes. The rocks under the collision of divine power and divine-like power have melted into a huge sea of ​​lava.

"Prolfus! Do you know that you look like a lost dog now?"

Xenagos kicked the opponent to the ground, grinning and giving full play to his talent for sarcasm and sarcasm.

He had already been holding back his anger towards these arrogant and arrogant native gods, and now he finally found a channel to vent his anger.

In particular, both the Forging God and the Sun God regarded him as a thief usurping the authority of the gods, which made the newly born God of Joy quite unhappy.

"Shut up! You despicable villain! Even if I die in battle, I'm ten thousand times better than you!"

Profus struggled to stand up from the lava. His whole body was covered with wounds and scars of all sizes. Among them, the stab wound to the chest was the most fatal, almost piercing the heart.

There is no doubt that like the other gods of the plane of Theros, the once powerful Forged God has been greatly weakened by the drastic reduction in the number of followers, priests, and worshipers.

At present, it has even fallen to the point where even Xenagos cannot defeat it.

You must know that in its heyday, the battle between Prophons and the sun god Heliod could tear the sky apart, and even the aftermath could easily completely bury a city-state.

But now, his divine power is firmly restricted in these mountains, and he cannot even transmit it.

And he is also very clear that he may not be able to escape today, and will follow in the footsteps of his mortal enemy Heliod and become one of the native gods killed.

However, the real death threat does not come from Xenagos, the god of pleasure, but from Zuo Si, who holds a dazzling golden electric sword and has remained silent from the beginning until now.

The extreme sense of oppression displayed by the latter's every move, as well as the swordsmanship that was as light, graceful and deadly as a dance, made Provos completely unable to fight back.

What's more, the other party's appearance is so similar to the powerful nightmare that killed the sun god Heliod that it is difficult not to connect it.

"Who are you anyway?"

The Forging God stared at Zuo Si's eyes that remained calm and deep even in the fierce battle and asked.

"You can call me Soth. As for the rest, I don't think it is necessary to explain too much to a dying god."

Zuo Si gently shook the hot divine blood stained on the sword, obviously not taking the other party seriously at all.

Because after the battle test just now, he has basically determined that the gods of Theros space and time are completely slaves of faith.

Even though these guys looked like shit in their heyday, they could unleash devastating destructive power with every move they made.

But once faith and worship begin to decrease, there will be almost no lag in its power, and it will immediately begin to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When it is completely forgotten by mortals, then this so-called god will truly disappear completely, leaving no corpse or remains.

This is why the gods of Theros space-time always appear, fight, and send various oracles so frequently.

They are more afraid of being forgotten by mortals than gods in other worlds, just like those celebrities and Internet celebrities who are always trying to increase their presence and traffic.

"Soth? What's your relationship with the nightmare summoned by Ansuok?" Purofus continued to ask.

Zuo Si replied casually: "That nightmare is me, or it is the subconscious fear projection of one of my demon judges, and it possesses part of my power and ability."

"So you came to Theros to kill Ashiok and destroy the Nightmare?"

The God of Forging seemed to understand something, and he subconsciously clenched the war hammer emitting scalding flames in his hand.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. This is indeed one of the most important purposes of my trip."

"In that case, why did you cooperate with Xenagos to kill me? If we were dealing with Ashiok, we should be allies."

Profus's tone was full of doubts and confusion.

"Sorry, I'm very picky about my allies.

Normally, arrogant fools and powerless weaklings are not qualified to be my allies.

Unfortunately, you and your siblings happen to be both.

As the gods who rule the space and time of Theros, you have neither protected the world nor the mortals who offer their faith and worship.

What is the use of such waste?

So I plan to kill all of you gods one by one before I go to settle the score with Ansuok.

Don't worry, you may be the first, but you won't be the last.

After killing you, I will make you into an immortal evil god and drive you as a high-level cannon fodder and slave. "

When saying these words, Zuo Si did not hide his intentions at all, completely releasing the strong malice in his heart.

"Eternal Evil God?"

Profus's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

After all, how could he, who was used to being aloof, accept the insult of being suddenly ridiculed as a waste in front of his face?

"You can think of it as a god's version of an undead creature. And among the materials necessary to make it, one of them happens to be a living god."

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si disappeared instantly.

The next second...

puff!

"Ahhhh!!!!!!"

Profus felt a sharp pain in his chest. When he lowered his head, he found that his heart had been directly pierced, and blood as hot as molten iron spurted out along the wound.

"No!!!!!! Don't even think about it! I will never become anyone's slave!"

The God of Forging roared and swung his hammer in a last ditch effort before death.

But unfortunately, he obviously forgot that Zuo Si has never been a person who likes to play one-on-one fair duels, but prefers to establish an overwhelming advantage to fight more and less.

I saw Xenagos, the god of pleasure, striding forward, grabbing Purofus's hands and fixing them in place. He smiled and mocked: "It's not up to you! Just accept your fate, you arrogant people." The arrogant native gods are about to usher in their final dusk. And I will replace you as the God King of the new era!"

"Let me go! Shameless usurper! You will never become the King of the Gods of Theros!"

Purofus struggled frantically to get out of the restraints. Even though the sharp sword that penetrated the heart expanded the wound several times, he still had no intention of stopping.

But soon, a creepy spell chanting sound came from my ears.

He suddenly turned his head and saw that the little divine power he had left had been extracted and stripped away from his body and even the Nyx Divine Realm by Zuo Si at an extremely fast speed.

After a while, he was so weak that he lost all ability to resist. He could only watch his life being drained bit by bit until death came.

When the God of Forging died and turned into a withered corpse, Zuo Si poured back the extracted divine power and added a large amount of black mana representing death.

Gradually, mysterious and evil runes began to reappear on the corpse one after another, and finally completely covered the whole body. The creation of the immortal evil god was completely completed.

Before Xenagos could react to what had happened, Purofus' huge body that covered the sky had completely disappeared without a trace.

To be precise, it became a small planeswalker card.

[Creature Card: Eternal Evil God—Profuss (Undead/God)]

[LV30 black card (not upgradeable)]

[Card quality: unique]

[Effect: Summons the immortal evil god Purofus to serve you until he is killed.

Not only does he possess almost most of the power he had in life, but he also retains complete consciousness, memory, and combat experience, making him as powerful and invincible as a true god.

When the Immortal Evil God is summoned, you can get some extra mana as a supplement for every enemy you kill.

The more creatures he kills, the stronger his power becomes.

As the former God of Forging, he has the ability to forge various artifacts, as well as the ability to control and be immune to fire damage.

But it must be noted that when the power of the Immortal Evil God grows to exceed that of the planeswalker, he may escape control.

You can only create up to four cards of the Immortal Evil God.

If you make a fifth card, you must choose one from the previous four and dispose of it as a discarded card]

[Using this card requires paying 1,500 black mana points, or 1,500 general mana points]

[The core of the immortal evil god is the divine spark that twists death. Therefore, as long as it still exists, it can theoretically be repaired infinitely, but once the divine spark is damaged, it means complete disappearance and death]

"Awesome! Now I have two immortal evil gods..."

Zuo Si looked at the text description on the card, pursed his lips and showed a satisfied smile.

You must know that Purophos is a powerful god in the second echelon after the sky god Crophons, alongside the sun god Heliod and the death god Erebos.

The level of craftsmanship in forging artifacts is absolutely top-notch.

The [Chengyang Sword] that Elspei once used was his masterpiece.

But now it has been transformed by Zuo Si into a sword of the void specially designed to kill gods.

"You made Purofus into a planeswalker card?"

Xenagos's eyes widened and he could hardly believe what he was seeing.

Although he was once a very powerful planeswalker, he never knew of any planeswalker who could turn gods into his own summoned creatures.

Zuo Si smiled and asked: "Otherwise, do you think I spend so much time and energy hunting down gods just to make you ascend the throne of the King of Gods?

Don't be a fool, dear Xenagos.

You should be well aware that our cooperation is based on shared interests.

I get what I want by killing these gods, and you can eliminate more competitors and enemies, clearing the way for the future king of gods who monopolizes faith to become the supreme king. "

"Hahahaha! That's right! After all, we are all egoists. Only fools will sacrifice their own interests to benefit others."

The God of Greed and Joy suddenly burst into laughter.

But he soon stopped laughing and asked straightforwardly: "Who is the next hunting target? Mogis, the god of slaughter? Keranos, the storm god? Or the sea god Thassa or the city-state god Ephra? Just me. In terms of preference, I prefer to kill Poseidon Thasa first."

Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, no, no, you are too impatient, my friend.

That's not how the game is played.

Our killing of Purofus is actually equivalent to a declaration of war against Ashiok.

The next step is to see how he will react.

If nothing else happens, the Nightmare King should also choose a god to kill or transform it into a nightmare under his own hands in response.

In other words, we will treat the Theros space-time as a hunting ground, and these gods are marked prey.

When I successfully hunt one, Ashiok must hunt another.

The real decisive battle will not begin until you are the only one left. "

"Hunting gods as a warm-up before the war? You guys are really crazy!"

After listening to Zuo Si's explanation, Xenagos felt his scalp numb. He had no idea what the two planeswalkers had gone through to be able to increase their power to such an extent.

If he had known that a planeswalker could become so powerful, he would not have given up his spark so easily and become the god of this world.

"Haha, to tell you the truth, I actually enjoy this game.

After all, aside from Nicol Bolas and Ugin, there are very few other planeswalkers that can make me feel even remotely tense and exciting.

You should be careful lately. It's best not to run around if nothing happens. Otherwise, it would be a shame to be caught and killed by Ashiok.

If there's nothing else, I'll leave now. Goodbye. "

Zuo Si directly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared, leaving only the God of Joy standing in a daze in a piece of hot magma.

…

On the other side, Elspeth was frantically trying to comfort and control little Annie.

Because this young ancestor with powerful divine power, after his biological father Zuo Si left, directly grabbed the huge ancient god-like creation that shrouded the city-state, and forcibly reshaped its shape through unknown abilities. Got a rather scary doll.

Especially the shadow energy emitted from the inside can turn a dozen living people into mutilated corpses lying on the ground in an instant.

Right now, not far from Annie, there were more than a dozen dead centaurs lying.

The cause of their death was also very simple. They showed a little bit of malice and wanted to snatch the baby girl away and sell it for money.

In less than a second, the doll revealed its true form and started killing people.

At this moment, Elspei finally understood how accurate Zuo Si's previous description of the baby girl was.

This is indeed an extremely terrifying little devil star.

The most important thing is that she has no consciousness or concepts of good and evil, and all her actions are completely based on instinct, feeling and curiosity.

"Little Annie is the most well-behaved. Come on, can you give the thing in your hand to your sister?"

Elspeth deliberately put on a friendly and friendly appearance to induce the little guy to hand over the dangerous and terrifying doll in his hand.

"No no no no no!"

It's a pity that little Annie didn't accept this at all. She shook her head in refusal without hesitation, and held the scary doll tightly in her arms.

Seeing that this little kid was starving for food, rice, food and salt, even Elspeth, who had always been good-tempered, couldn't help but go a little crazy, and the corners of her mouth were twitching uncontrollably.

She used to think that she liked children, especially the chubby and cute babies, all of which were pure and flawless little angels.

But now, her concepts and thoughts have obviously changed.

It's like raising a pet, it's always the most interesting to watch others raise it.

Once it is oneself, all kinds of hygiene, home demolition, tossing, and random urination and defecation problems will follow, which can drive a person crazy.

The same goes for raising children.

Although children may look cute, there is actually a little devil living in their hearts, but most of the time you can't see it unless you raise them yourself.

"I feel like I'm going crazy! Ajani, do you have any good ideas?"

Without looking back, Elspeth asked her good friend for help.

But in the end, instead of wanting to help, Golden Mane Ajani hurriedly took a few steps back, waving his hands desperately with a panicked look on his face: "Please, please spare me. I just want Fanfan to get closer, this little The guy would try to control me with her magic and turn me into a big cat and ride on top of me. It was scary!"

"Pfft hahaha! I never thought that a fearless and brave lion warrior would be afraid of a newborn baby."

Elspeth couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Without him, the huge contrast is really interesting.

You must know that Ajani is more than two meters tall. Not only is he tall, but his lion head also looks extremely fierce.

But who would have thought that such a fierce lion man would be so frightened by a baby that was only the size of his palm that he would step back and dare not even get close.

"Damn it! You are still in the mood to laugh! Contact Soth quickly and ask him to come back. We can't handle this scary little guy." Ajani rolled his eyes angrily and urged.

“Don’t be anxious, just wait.

Soth said he was going to meet an old friend to find out what was going on, and I think we should give him a little more time.

After all, Ashiok is the most powerful planeswalker enemy we have encountered so far, besides Nicol Bolas.

And due to the current bad situation in Theros, we can only place our hopes on him. "

After that, Elspeth threw a wooden doll carved from a dagger to little Annie, trying to attract and divert her attention, but as expected, it failed.

Because of her quasi-divine power, little Annie is not as easily tempted by all kinds of new things as ordinary babies, and can often tell the value of most items at a glance.

This means that it is not easy to deceive her.

Ajani sighed helplessly: "Oh - I know even if you don't tell me.

Especially the nightmare created by Asuok that looks almost the same as Soth. It is simply ridiculously strong.

And it doesn't have a soul yet, so it won't be affected by my spells.

Sometimes I wish this was a nightmare and it would all go away when I wake up.

By the way, what do you say about the mermaid planeswalker Kiora you met before?

Will she join us? "

Elspeth smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Unfortunately, Kiora refused without mercy. She is a planeswalker from the time and space of Zendikar. Apart from her hometown, she doesn't really care about the life and death of this world."

"Okay, that's to be expected. After all, there are only a few fools like us." Ajani mocked himself with a slightly sarcastic tone.

Just when he was about to say something, a portal suddenly opened out of thin air, and Zuo Si's figure appeared in front of the two of them.

Just when Elspeth was about to pick up little Annie and send her back, the latter teleported directly from where she was to Zuo Si, dove into her father's arms, and kept giggling.

"Oh my God! You are finally back!"

Elspeth breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her face that was starting to go numb trying to maintain a friendly smile.

"How about it, do you feel the terror of this little devil star now?"

Zuo Si kissed his daughter's forehead, and then asked in a half-joking tone.

"Yes, I have learned the lesson.

No wonder you chose to keep her with you.

I can't imagine what a mess it would be if it were left in someone else's care.

Also, you'd better pay attention to the doll in Little Annie's hand.

It was made from the twisted monster that previously loomed over the city. "

Elspeth gave a very kind reminder.

"Don't worry, I will handle it properly."

Zuo Si undoubtedly discovered the "new toy" in his daughter's hands at the first opportunity, but did not take immediate action.

Because in his opinion, this thing is far from dangerous.

At least it's not the most dangerous type of toys made by little Annie herself, and it's still within the controllable range.

Even he had to handle those that were truly dangerous, otherwise it would lead to unimaginable terrible disasters.

"That's good. Now let's get down to business. How much do you really know about Ashiok?"

Elspei changed the topic instantly, and the expression on her face became serious.

Zuo Si answered very simply: "I don't know much about him. I only know that he is good at creating nightmares, playing with the fears in other people's hearts, and turning fears into nightmare creatures. That is to say, in a person's heart The greater the fear, the stronger the nightmare creatures you can create."

"Like that monster like you?"

Ajani couldn't help but interject.

"Yes, just like that monster like me. And I can tell you very clearly that this nightmare creature was born from the fear of one of my men. He has part of my abilities."

Zuo Si gave a straightforward affirmative answer.

"Then can you defeat him?"

Elspeth raised the question she was most concerned about.

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Of course. When have you ever seen a fake imitation that can beat the genuine product? In fact, I just submitted a letter of challenge to Ansuoqi, and he should make one soon. Respond…”