After seeing the other party's tragic life, Orshika couldn't help but sigh.
Frustration, quite a setback.
Although he obviously possesses abilities that are close to those of gods, and even stronger than most gods in this plane, Dyfed has become such a miserable person.
It can be said that the average level of the entire [Planeswalker] group has been lowered by her!
However, the well-informed Orshika quickly accepted the reality.
After all, as long as you have enough knowledge, all the fucked up things are just sprinkles.
In all planes, let alone an unlucky guy like Dyfed who overturned his car in the gutter, it is a reasonable and trivial matter to forcibly overturn a tank when there are no obstacles on the flat ground.
Next to him, Yawgmoth, who was still conducting experiments, showed an unwilling expression on his face.
Ever since his identity and all the bad things he did were revealed.
After he took high risks and successfully tricked Dyfed, a series of things actually happened.
Among them, there is the unfortunate fact that when he was trying to rule the entire [Throan] tribe, his space passage was cut off by his old friend, and he is now trapped in [Phyrexia] and unable to get out...
At present, the plan to study the mysteries of time and space through the dissection of Dyfed has failed.
This means that he will be unable to go out for a long time, or even permanently.
For Yawgmoth, who is arrogant and thinks that no one should be stronger or better than himself, this is simply unacceptable!
For a moment, in his paranoid thoughts, veins popped out in the hand holding the scalpel!
The dissecting intensity, which was originally extremely stable, gradually became a little out of control.
The blood that gradually cooled down was splashed a little and fell onto his extremely ugly face.
"[Planeswalker]...Rebecca..."
With a ferocious look on his face, Yawgmoth gnashed his teeth and muttered these two terms.
The existence of the former made him feel extremely jealous.
Immortality, manipulating time and space, casting spells at will... Every powerful ability makes him, a guy who calls himself the best and hates seeing others better than him, feel resentful!
The latter is the name of his lover, who is also the culprit who disrupted his arrangement and trapped him here!
That was the wife of Gracian, his former treatment subject.
The significance of Rebecca to Yawgmoth is not just a simple and beautiful woman, but also a sense of satisfaction that makes him feel satisfied from the bottom of his heart. It is a feeling that he has successfully snatched away the most precious treasure of a fellow genius.
Wonderful self-satisfaction!
Even though you and I are both geniuses among the Solan people, not only do you have to treat your disease, but your wife is also mine!
In this way of thinking, as a selfish and twisted careerist, he can be said to take Rebecca very seriously.
In order to achieve the goal of completely dominating the opponent, he not only secretly delayed and worsened Gracian's treatment effect, making the opponent unconscious for a long time, but also carried out a series of disguises about his true face!
Not only do you want the other person, but you also try to get the other person's heart!
So as to achieve the ultimate goal of completely greening Gracian!
All this plan.
It was going quite smoothly.
With his careful thinking and sophisticated planning, it is not too difficult to fool a woman with some ability.
But the arrival of the foreign coalition forces directly and completely detonated all the troubles he had planted in the past.
His flawless disguise was torn to pieces!
Then there is no more...
Rebecca, who discovered Yawgmoth's true identity, decisively betrayed him at the critical moment!
It directly cut off all channels between [Phyrexia] and the outside world, trapping him and a large group of people who had taken refuge in him here.
At this moment, thinking of the happy expressions of those ugly and ignorant aliens and Rebecca's betrayal, Yawgmoth gritted his teeth unconsciously and said:
"When I get out, I will kill you all..."
In his heart, he did not give up on escaping from this world at all because of the failure of the current experiment.
Even if his methods are dirty and despicable, he is an out-and-out genius.
Yawgmoth actually has a last resort.
As long as it can be completed, there is a high probability that the space channel will be opened!
As for the last resort, he has only performed a small part of the fusion ceremony.
It was an immature magical ritual with a high degree of threat, which could integrate his existence with this ownerless [Phyrexian world].
Once he succeeds, he will no longer be a mortal at that time.
Instead, it will be sublimated into another advanced life form!
This way.
Having mastered the entire world, he has a high probability of successfully opening a space passage to other worlds by following the past space coordinates...
As a smart person, Yawgmoth has had a certain understanding since he started studying medicine.
Living things are composed of extremely complex organs, and all diseases or physiological defects are caused by bacteria and viruses.
Once someone masters all the bacteria and viruses and has the ability to create new organs, then he will hold the key to eternal life!
And in order to achieve this goal.
In Yawgmoth's view, necessary experiments are naturally indispensable!
Initially, he only applied to the upper echelons of the Thran people for death row prisoners to be used for experiments.
As a medical genius, after some discussions with his request, the upper management of the [Solan people] agreed directly without rejecting it.
But they misjudged the speed at which Yawgmoth would consume the test items during the experiment.
How many are killed in one day?
And it’s just an early experiment?
You know, the total population of the [Solan people] at that time was only tens of millions.
Who can stand up to you?
More than a dozen [Solan Kingdom] and all the death row prisoners are given to you to play with, but that’s not enough for you to play with!
As a result, the higher-ups immediately stopped Yawgmoth's experiment.
He said on the spot that the cost of your project is too high and no one can afford it.
As a genius, you can just try other projects, and we will support you.
But Yawgmoth, as an extremely paranoid guy, obviously couldn't be so obedient. He just agreed with the words of his superiors.
Secretly, a large number of experimental products were produced through some exposed means.
It didn't take long.
As the number of missing people continues to increase, things come to light.
However, since Yawgmoth had dealt with it from beginning to end without leaving any direct traces, and because he was a rare genius, the superiors only expelled him after discussion and did not directly kill him.
In this way, with you idiots not only unable to understand my great goal, but also expelling me, Yawgmoth began his journey of revenge against society.
While constantly traveling to various places, I experimented with various local indigenous people.
Including but not limited to releasing various targeted viruses to study biotechnologies, secretly profiling civilians...