Chapter 664: The excavation work that caused the accident
As the army under his command continues to advance.
Yawgmoth, who was hiding deep in the deepest place, also discovered many hidden problems in the process.
For example: Although what he created is not weak in terms of strength and wisdom, it can even be said to be very strong.
Cultivated at all costs.
Basically, either one is equivalent to a weaker newbie, just without their special abilities.
Therefore, even though he was bleeding heavily, he only produced three.
But in terms of their character, they have more or less flaws to varying degrees.
Arrogant, cruel, crazy...
for this phenomenon.
Although Yawgmoth was somewhat dissatisfied, he didn't have any good ideas.
Because these deep-rooted bad habits are most likely spread from his source...
Unless their individual personalities are stripped away, there is basically no hope of changing them.
The flesh-and-blood life forms without personality are just movable pieces of flesh, and they are not as promising as those made of all metal.
So, after thinking about it for a while.
Looking at his subordinates who were commanding as many as a colony of ants in the distance and moving in a large amount of supplies, Yawgmoth finally chose to give them time to grow on their own.
This period of time when there is no opportunity to enter is equivalent to training.
Use the blood of other worlds to sharpen their character and strength...——
Time flies.
Three hundred years passed by in a flash.
Hundreds of worlds were destroyed during this time.
Supported by countless plundered resources.
First of all, Yawgmoth has become more than a little stronger than before in terms of strength.
And the forces under his command, which tend to spread the virus wherever they go, will inevitably experience an exponential surge!
Although the vast majority of infected people are just trash that cannot be used for much purpose.
But under the huge number of piles.
Even with such a small probability of successful evolution, many outstanding products have been produced without limit.
Among them, there are many existences that make Yawgmoth find them eye-catching!
At the same time, as their actions became more high-profile.
, the attention of this world-class group of spellcasters was inevitably attracted to some of them.
Fortunately, because most of them are passerby-level items that are not very powerful.
Therefore, for Yawgmoth, the existence of those guys is more like disgusting flies than a fatal threat, constantly holding him back.
Even if it can quickly infect indigenous life forms and even mechanical creations, it can continuously generate its own troops.
But those behind them can teleport without restriction.
After coming over, he just threw a few large-area spells and ran away, which really left him with no countermeasures.
His logistics world will suffer considerable losses every three days!
It was also from that time.
In order to deal with that disgusting time and space teleportation ability.
Yawgmoth began to build some strange and intertwined special tubes inside to disrupt the structure of time and space, thereby targeting the ability to travel through time and space and preventing them from implementing home-stealing strategies against him.
However, those conquered worlds are still somewhat unable to cope with this due to their different geographical environments.
We can only try our best to cultivate viruses in it and disgust those who come through.
This day.
Just when Yawgmoth was about to send reinforcements again to deal with an urgent war situation in a certain world.
A special wave suddenly spread from there to the depths of Yawgmoth's consciousness.
The words he was arranging war plans for his subordinates were immediately halted.
then.
There was a look of crazy joy on his face.
Inside, the magic ritual that blocked him from entering suddenly failed just now!
He sensed this clearly!
"Abandon all the worlds you are conquering.
Go all out to develop existing worlds that still have residual value!
The holy war is about to begin!"
In ecstasy.
Yawgmoth directly ordered his own orders, transcending the obstacles of countless time and space, and reflected in the minds of hundreds of millions of subordinates at the same time.
Destroying the whole thing has been his long-cherished wish!
For this, he will do whatever it takes.
And far inside, Orshiga, who was thinking about the birth of the devil, also felt something at this moment.
Unlike Yawgmoth's joy, he frowned slightly.
'It's still a little short of heat...'
With this thought, he casually passed on some information to Emrakul and the others.
An extremely grand war.
It is very helpful for them to spread the kind of things they are destined to do.
Just like the troubled African region, they have never been picky about firearms and emergency medicines.
I believe we can take advantage of this battle as a catalyst.
The crazy spread will definitely give the natives of this plane a huge surprise in the future...——
Soon after.
A figure that looked like a normal person suddenly appeared on a rather old altar.
This is a specially modulated machine whose greatest function is to carry out various espionage missions and intelligence gathering missions.
at the moment.
By attuning one’s own consciousness to that of the other party.
Yawgmoth took over the body directly and remotely.
Under the influence of dark vision, the originally pitch-black environment around him did not cause him any trouble at all.
Looking around at the old ruins that have been corroded over a long period of time, they still retain a large number of their original scenes.
Yawgmoth's cold and sick heart felt a little melancholy inexplicably.
Before a long time.
This was once one of the main cities of the entire race.
Yawgmoth was still just one at the time.
He was once a member of this place and even its ruler.
And now.
This place has long lost its former glory and has become a dark underground ruins.
After thinking about it for a while.
Yawgmoth's eyes gradually looked towards a certain area not far from the altar.
That was a special ceremony.
However, there are two vacancies in the central area of the ceremony.
Look at the dust on it and the relatively new footprints around it, as well as some abandoned tools.
Yawgmoth immediately roughly judged the actual situation.
A few lucky or unlucky guys found this place while digging for ruins.
Then, in an act like digging for treasure, the core components that played a vital role in the ritual were taken away.
This created an opportunity for him to enter again.