Spark is as important to a planeswalker as life and soul.
No living planeswalker is willing to give up his or her own spark, and even those who have reached the end of their lives will rarely give their spark to others after death.
Among the few records, only the legendary planeswalker Urza gave his planeswalker to the silver golem Karn before he died.
In addition, during the conflict with old Phyrexia, some ancient planeswalkers used the sparks of their dead comrades to create some terrifying weapons.
So when they saw that Nicol Bolas had the ability to directly peel off sparks, the expressions of all the planeswalkers present, including the two siblings, suddenly changed, and their eyes were full of vigilance, fear, and even fear.
Especially the relatively silent Prince of Darkness, Graya, now somewhat understood why his father regarded this elder dragon as his biggest enemy.
Based on this alone, the opponent has already stood above the other planeswalkers, and it is no exaggeration to call him the strongest.
After all, people can capture sparks with just one spell. No matter how high your planeswalker level is, what's the use of making the spark more powerful?
"Could this be the legendary elder's spell?"
Little Annie's voice suddenly appeared in the mind of the Prince of Darkness.
Apparently, she uses telepathy to communicate with her brother.
This is a basic operation for gods and divine-like powers. It is the kind that everyone can do as long as they reach the threshold. It is similar to how high-level alien creatures can transmit magic. It is not worth making a fuss about.
"I don't know! Be careful, this old dragon probably comes with bad intentions."
Greia also responded telepathically.
Even though the two of them were fighting passionately just now, when facing a powerful enemy, they immediately transformed from rivals into a close family.
"Then shall we accept his terms?"
Little Annie continued to ask in a very determined tone.
"Didn't father tell you?"
The Prince of Darkness was stunned for a moment.
You must know that he was still speculating just now whether his sister's sudden change of attitude and taking the initiative to talk to him was because she had been instructed by Zuo Si to deliberately act for Nicol Bolas.
Little Annie asked angrily: "If my father told me, do I still need to ask you? He didn't tell me anything at all, he just let me do whatever I wanted to do."
Hearing these words, Grea's originally lively heart suddenly sank to the bottom: "So you were serious about all the nonsense you did before? Didn't you consider the consequences at all?"
"Why should I consider the consequences? Isn't that what you and your father like to do the most?" Little Annie retorted confidently.
This time, the Prince of Darkness choked so much that he could no longer utter a word.
He didn't even pay attention to the elder dragon planeswalker who was close at hand, nor did he pay attention to his lawless sister, and instantly released a black curtain.
Then the whole person disappeared from the place together with the blackened Arturia who was summoned and was fighting the good boy to death.
This move undoubtedly made Nicol Bolas very unhappy, and he immediately snorted: "You are really ignorant!"
But soon, he turned his attention to little Annie who remained motionless. He narrowed his eyes and assumed the posture of a dragon as he came closer and threatened fiercely: "Little one, do you want to run away like him?"
Drop it?
I advise you not to be stupid!
I believe you should also feel that this time and space has been sealed by me with my artifact.
Not even a planeswalker with a spark could escape.
and……
I'm about to feel the spark of harvesting all the planeswalkers in this time and space.
By then, all planeswalkers who are unwilling to surrender to me will be spared."
"Well - then according to what you say, doesn't it mean that there is no choice at all?"
Little Annie blinked her big violet eyes and looked innocent.
Nicol Bolas obviously didn't know that this was just a moody little witch in front of him, so he raised his head slightly and said with a proud face: "That's right! You really have no choice, either surrender to me or give up on yourself
The planeswalker spark, there is no third way to go."
"Okay, then I agree."
After pretending to think for a while, little Annie decided to get off the donkey along the slope.
If you observe carefully, you will find that a subtle cunning flashed through her eyes the moment she agreed.
It was obvious that this restless girl planned to take advantage of the elder dragon planeswalker who was regarded as the strongest enemy by her father.
Especially if I could untie the thread of fate that is entangled with me.
Hearing this answer, Nico Bolas nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! It seems that you are smarter than I thought. But surrender is not about words, but expressions.
"
"Then what should I do?"
Little Annie stared at the other person's eyes that exuded endless majesty and arrogance and tried.
"It's very simple! I will start to cast a powerful spell next. And your task is to stay by my side and repel all incoming enemies."
Nicol Bolas grinned, revealing a pair of sharp fangs, and his entire face looked unusually sinister and cunning.
"It sounds very simple."
Little Annie shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, her voice revealing relaxation and joy.
After all, she didn't intend to really protect him to the death, she was just pretending.
After Zuo Si showed up, she promised to jump back as soon as possible.
"Simple? Haha, you would think so if you knew who the enemies you might face next. Come with me now, the real show begins now."
After saying that, Nicol Bolas spread his wings and flew into the air, flying straight towards the city where the Izzet Alliance guild was located.
Little Annie took out the summoning creature card, released a divine golden dragon that was originally responsible for guarding the treasure of the Platinum Dragon King Bahamut, and used it as a mount to carry herself and her good friend Loki closely behind.
During the flight, Loki couldn't help but lower his voice and asked: "Is this guy really that powerful?"
"Of course! Didn't you see he almost took my planeswalker spark away with a single spell?"
Little Annie rolled her eyes angrily.
"Damn it! Wouldn't it be dangerous for me to say that?"
Loki couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and at the same time, the hand hidden in the wide sleeve tightly grasped the dagger that exuded a dark aura.
Little Annie sneered and responded: "If you want to get the Planeswalker Spark, how can you do it without taking some risks?
Don't forget, the only person in this world who can implant other people's sparks into your body is your father.
Of course, Nicol Bolas can also do it.
But I'm not sure whether he will be willing to do this. Even if he makes a promise, there is no guarantee that it will be fulfilled in the end.
But once a father makes a promise, he will basically never go back on his word.
Don’t forget what you often say, rewards always coexist with risks.”
"Well - I guess you're right."
Loki sighed helplessly, and then he no longer struggled, but took a deep breath to force himself to calm down, and his eyes became extremely firm at the same time.
After all, something like this that changes one's destiny is like gambling. Many people want a chance to win but haven't yet.
When the dragon's wings swooped across the sky and swooped down from the clouds, you could clearly see the Eternal Legion, controlled by Shane VII and Liliana, swarming like a tide towards the huge city group ahead, fearless.
Pushing forward against fierce artillery fire and magic.
Those planeswalkers from different time and space in the multiverse have also completely joined forces with the local indigenous people to constantly block these terrifying enemies.
On the battlefield, large-scale destructive spells often appear suddenly from the sky, as well as behemoths that are dozens of meters or hundreds of meters high.
Some of them are creatures of flesh and blood, while others are constructs and elements.
In the face of the astonishing power of the planeswalkers, the advancement of the Eternal Legion was temporarily slowed down.
There are also planeswalkers who are good at black mana and are trying to seize control of these undead immortals.
In short, from a distance it looks a bit like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.
There are many interesting spells and creatures that even a divine planeswalker like Little Annie is impressed by.
However, all these efforts fell apart the moment Nicol Bolas arrived.
Just a few immortal evil gods entered the battlefield and quickly defeated those originally stubborn and solid defense lines.
A large number of originally indestructible fortresses were slaughtered by these terrifying undead gods in less than a minute.
"We can't hold on here anymore! Retreat! Retreat quickly! Don't make unnecessary sacrifices! Detonate those alchemical bombs buried underground!"
An Izzet Alliance executive shouted at all the soldiers at the top of his lungs.
Unfortunately, retreat is not something that can be done just by talking, especially after the two sides have entered into a state of interlocking tug-of-war.
Many people knew that they could not escape at all, so they detonated those powerful bombs one after another and chose to die with the enemies coming up.
Even if the immortal with extremely strong resistance and vitality cannot be killed, at least it must be temporarily incapacitated for a period of time to give others enough time to retreat.
The successive explosions and the soaring fires all demonstrated the bravery and unyieldingness of the residents of this time and space.
But unfortunately, these have no meaning or value in the eyes of Nicol Bolas.
He has destroyed countless worlds, and has seen countless warriors who bravely move forward without fear of death.
But what’s the result?
Should those times and spaces be destroyed, they will still be destroyed.
Just as the elder dragon descended to watch the last organized guild of Ravnica fall at his feet, a soaring flame instantly lit up the sky.
The next second...
boom!!!!!!!!
Indescribable flames of destruction fell from the sky, instantly burning the moving immortals into black and temporarily rendering them unable to move.
If you look down from a high altitude, you can clearly see that with the Izzet Alliance Guild Headquarters as the center, everything within a radius of several kilometers is shrouded in the terrifying sky fire, whether it is rocks, soil, metal, or other objects.
Everything melts into liquid state or even evaporates into gaseous state.
The terrifying and terrifying high temperature blocked the advancement of the Eternal Legion like divine punishment.
Just as everyone was shocked by this spectacular sight, a giant dragon whose body seemed to be enveloped in burning flames slowly walked out of the magma.
He is none other than the founder of this guild and the oldest creature in Ravnica's time and space - "Fire Spirit" Niv-Mizzet.
At this moment, there is no longer any plant growing on the chest of this ancient giant dragon. It is not only very healthy but also full of destructive power.
Surprisingly, he was accompanied by the ancient planeswalker who sealed the Titan of Oza, the Lithomancer Nahiri, and Sancho, who was the temporary leader of the guild.
"Huh? You're actually still alive!"
Nicol Bolas's eyes flashed with a strange color.
Because he received a report that Niv-Mizzet should be dying.
After all, no one can stand being sucked in by the seeds for so long.
"Thanks to someone who helped me remove the dangerous thing in my heart. Now, I can finally stand in front of you."
Niv-Mizzet's steps were steady and powerful, and his voice did not reveal the slightest hint of fear.
This magnanimity alone is enough to prove that he is worthy of being the strongest person in this time and space. At least, he is not like those guild leaders who were so frightened when they saw this elder dragon planeswalker that their legs became weak and they were unable to speak properly.
"Who is it? Ugin?"
Nicol Bolas looked at the "young dragon" with interest.
Yes, in his eyes, Niv-Mizzet, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, was just a "little one."
"No, it's your subordinate. He no longer obeys your orders, but is on our side."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Niv-Mizzet pursed his lips and revealed a playful smile.
You must know that he was originally prepared to die once and then use props to resurrect himself.
But who would have thought that at the last moment of his life, the vegetative planeswalker who had attacked him would appear and remove the seeds, and return all the life force he had absorbed.
and……
This vegetative planeswalker named Mamus actually had many inexplicable metal structures appearing out of thin air, which seemed full of contradictions.
But the well-informed Niv-Mizzet knew very well that the other party was actually completed by Shimoyou.
"What? Did Mamous even betray me?"
Nicol Bolas frowned subconsciously, obviously not believing the news.
After all, when he destroyed that time and space, he was equivalent to indirectly saving the opponent's race.
But considering that the other party has inexplicably lost contact for such a long time, betrayal seems to be reasonable.
As for the reason for betrayal, Nicol Bolas never thought much about it.
Because he has experienced so many betrayals that he has become accustomed to them and will never really trust anyone except himself.
"You don't seem surprised?"
Niv-Mizzet was undoubtedly a little surprised by the elder dragon's reaction.
He thought that the other party would show shock, anger and other emotions after hearing this, but the result was just unbelievable.
"Huh! So what? It's just the difference between dying earlier and dying later."
With that said, Nicol Bolas suddenly spread his wings and released his unrivaled power.
Just for a moment!
The terrifying sky fire simply disappeared out of thin air.
To be precise, it was replaced by some more powerful energy impact, and the entire city sank as if it had been hit by a giant hammer.
All buildings turned into dust in less than 0.01 seconds.
Fortunately, Niv-Mizzet and others reacted quickly enough and directly activated the teleportation magic to escape from the area. Otherwise, it is hard to imagine what would have happened.
"Oh my God! Is this...is this really the power that a planeswalker's spark can have?"
Sancho clutched his chest with lingering fear. He was dumbfounded and couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Because he knew that the other party did not use any spells or magic at all. He just let the power of the sparks leak out a little, which directly created an effect even more terrifying than the divine impact.
"It's incredible, isn't it?
But I can tell you that almost all planeswalkers in ancient times could do this easily.
In other words, some of them can directly erase the existence of time and space outside of time and space.
So don’t take it lightly, otherwise you may cease to exist in the next second.”
Nahiri warned the young junior in an experienced tone.
"Please have mercy on me. I can't participate in this kind of battle."
Sancho held his forehead and looked helpless.
What a joke!
He had no intention of facing Nicol Bolas, whom even his teacher was afraid of, and being pulled over this time was just to catch him up.
While the two were talking, Niv-Mizzet had already taken the initiative to charge and fight with the elder dragon.
"Get out of my world!"
"Are these your last words?"
After a brief confrontation, Nicol Bolas finally let go of his arrogance a little and began to look at the opponent with slightly surprised eyes.
Although Niv-Mizzet's magic and fighting methods did not pose a substantial threat to him, they were undoubtedly quite stunning.
Especially the control of magical flames has almost reached the pinnacle level in this field.
The two huge dragons continued to collide in the sky, erupting with a force that destroyed the world.
The sky is tearing apart!
The earth is burning!
The ocean in the distance has already started to boil!
Anyone who sees this scene will involuntarily believe that this is two gods at war.
But it's a pity that Niv-Mizzet has tried his best, even squeezing out all his potential, but Nicol Bolas is still able to do it with ease, even more like he is toying with his opponent.
"You wait here!"
Upon seeing this, Nahiri immediately chose to join the battle, wanting to help her old friend stabilize the situation.
She obviously knew that before the elder's spell was activated, Zuo Si would never help no matter how bad Ravnica was, so she could only rely on herself now.
But before the conglomerate spell could be activated, Nicol Bolas shouted to little Annie who was watching the show in the distance: "Stop her! Don't let her disturb my enjoyment!"
"Okay, got it."
The girl replied listlessly, then jumped down from the dragon's back and instantly released Bigby's big hand magic, shattering all the conglomerate creations with a bang, and blocking Nahiri's path.
Looking at the very familiar force field spell, Nahiri instantly recognized the identity of the girl in front of her. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably and whispered, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"There is no way, I have no choice now."
After saying that, little Annie shrugged her shoulders, and then began to release amazingly powerful divine-like spells one after another to suppress her opponent.
Seeing this, Nahiri was forced to fight back.
The two of them started a quite spectacular magic showdown as they went back and forth.
The terrifying power and scene were no worse than the battle between the two giant dragons on the other side.
Not only that!
In order to show his presence, Loki also approached Sancho and directly gave the latter a combination of illusion and backstab.
"Are you fucking crazy? I'm one of my own!"
Sancho obviously knew who Loki was, and immediately shouted directly into the other person's mind through magic.
"Of course I know you are one of my own. But the problem is that I need a chance to express myself now, so I would like you to cooperate a little bit."
Loki responded with a devilish smile, but his movements showed no mercy at all, and he was always aiming for vital points.
Judging from that posture, he just wanted to kill someone and silence him.
"Asshole! Just wait for me!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sancho was undoubtedly angered, and his attacks also began to become dark and ruthless. To outsiders, these two were completely unrelenting enemies.
But at every critical moment, they will unanimously choose to show mercy.
Seeing that all Niv-Mizzet's helpers were blocked out, Nicol Bolas immediately sneered and asked: "Is this the reason why you come to challenge? If so, then today is the day you die."
"Bah! I might die, and those new planeswalkers will defeat you. You can't even think about destroying Ravnica, let alone realize your evil ambition."
Niv-Mizzet spit out a mouthful of blood, a look of mockery in his usually wise eyes.
"Defeat me? Just them? Hahahaha! You really know how to tell jokes. As of now, no one can stop me except Wu Jin who has not yet appeared."
As Nico Bolas spoke, he easily peeled off the magical protection on Niv-Mizzet like peeling an onion, pierced the dragon's scales and muscles with his sharp claws, and then released an astonishingly powerful spell.
boom!!!!
In the blink of an eye, Niv-Mizzet's huge red body suddenly exploded without warning, and was covered in violent burning flames from head to toe.
"No!!!!!!"
Lal Zarek, who had just arrived at the scene and witnessed the death of the guild founder, roared in despair.
He simply couldn't believe that the invincible Flame Spirit was killed so easily.
But Nicol Bolas seemed to have done something insignificant, casually throwing the body into the huge pit formed by the ruins of the city below, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said in a slightly emotional voice: "Finally...
...I can finally begin the final step of the entire plan. Come, all the sparks, so that I can restore and even surpass the power of ancient times."
As the last word blurted out, the ancient spell slowly came out of his mouth.
Before Lal Zarek, who was immersed in grief and pain, could react to what was happening, the sparks in his chest suddenly began to flash violently, and were ripped out of his soul at an incredible speed, flying straight towards the dark clouds above his head.
dense sky.
Not only him, but all the planeswalkers imprisoned in the plane of Ravnica had a similar situation.
Except for a handful of planeswalkers who were of a high enough level and had deep enough control over their own sparks, the rest could only watch helplessly as they separated from their bodies and rushed toward Nicol Bolas at extremely fast speeds.
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When hundreds of thousands of shining sparks flew into the sky, the dense dark clouds began to rotate at high speed.
The sparks also rotated together, like a tornado with flashing neon lights, and from time to time, deafening loud noises and creepy gray lightning erupted.
At the end of the curling sky, time and space seem to be distorted, forming a hole that is constantly enlarging and shrinking.
Any planeswalker who takes one look at it can immediately tell that there is a dark void on the other side.
When the number of accumulated sparks reaches a certain critical point, the entire space-time of Ravnica is like a small boat sailing in a storm, and may be torn apart by this extremely terrifying force at any time.
"This is impossible! What exactly does Nicol Bolas want to do? If things continue like this, it will inevitably form a devastating crisis more terrifying than the time rift!"
The Archmage of Time, Teferi, raised his head and stared at the sky in the distance in disbelief, clutching the heavy staff tightly with both hands.
As one of the few people alive who has talked or even fought with Nicol Bolas, he knows only too well how crazy and dangerous this elder dragon planeswalker really is.
The other party doesn't care at all about the survival of the entire multiverse, only cares about its own power.
But Teferi couldn't figure out what kind of magic spell could create such a terrifying doomsday scene.
Especially forcibly stripping away the planeswalker's spark is simply appalling.
"Ha ha ha ha!
not enough!
Not enough!
I want more!
Give all your sparks!
The Legion of the Eternals!
Find all the hidden planeswalkers for me!
I want their spark!"
Nicol Bolas opened his arms and looked up at the growing sparks, laughing wildly.
Because he knew that as long as he swallowed these sparks, he could restore the unrivaled power of the ancient times.
But at this critical moment, a giant dragon with azure light all over its body suddenly fell from the sky and knocked it away with a bang.
moment!
The sparks that were gathered all over the sky were flying everywhere as if they were out of control.
"You seem to be happy a little too early, don't you?"
The giant dragon glowing blue opened its mouth and made a condescending mocking sound.
"Ujin?!"
Nicol Bolas quickly got up from the ground, but soon asked sharply: "No, no, you are not Ugin, who are you?"
"Oh? How do you know I'm not Ugin? Can't you even recognize my spark, dear brother?"
As he spoke, the blue dragon's chest began to flash with a dazzling bright light, and all the surrounding materials were converted into attributeless energy at an incredible speed.
There is no doubt that this is the spark of the spiritual dragon Wujin, and no other planeswalker in the entire multiverse can impersonate it.