The quasi-industrial underground secret room that was originally filled with various mechanical parts has turned into an operating room filled with all kinds of flesh and blood.
Countless amounts of blood, flesh and blood, like torn debris, were spread randomly in the underground secret room.
Most of those things came from Mishra's subordinates.
Facing Yawgmoth.
They, who were originally guarding the area, had no resistance at all.
Easily, it became a pile of minced meat that cannot be described in detail.
And Mishra is the main target.
Now it is even more miserable, like a dried specimen, hanging quietly on a shelf.
His abdomen was like an open box that had been thrown directly from the middle.
A large number of organs have long since disappeared.
Instead, there are many refined mechanical artifact components that forcibly maintain Mishra's life.
His lips were cut.
After going through a long period of transformation, he no longer even had the strength to scream.
After exhausting his last strength, he could only feebly ask:
"Who are you anyway?"
Faced with this boring question that I am almost tired of hearing.
Yawgmoth first casually made a cut on the opponent's liver, and inserted something similar to a miniature gear into the gap between the blood vessels.
Then he answered very casually:
"The [Weak Energy Stone] you took is partly due to me being born. Guess who I am?"
Hear this.
Mishra, who was already drowsy, suddenly had countless pieces of information flashing through his mind.
As an existence that relies on the [Weak Energy Stone] to rise.
Mishra has naturally studied the [History of the Thran] in depth.
I roughly know the truth behind the destruction of that powerful ethnic group.
And among them.
It focuses on a madman.
A crazy, cruel maniac who directly led to the destruction of [Thoran Civilization].
It is said that the birth of the [Strong Energy Stone] and the [Weak Energy Stone] are directly related to that madman and another [Thoran] genius.
Look at the guy in front of you.
Especially when combined with the other party's behavior.
Misra was both surprised and a little unbelievable.
After hesitating for a while, he said a name with some uncertainty:
"Yawgmoth?"
Hear the words.
Yawgmoth's demeanor did not change at all when his name was spoken, and he just sighed nonchalantly:
"It seems that my reputation, even after thousands of years have passed, is still pretty good in this old land of [Thoran Kingdom]..."
While talking.
He took out dozens of slender metal nails from the tool box nearby.
Forcibly nail them into various joints on Mishra's body.
Then, he took out a special-shaped tool and began to slowly make gestures on Mishra's skull, as if he was planning to perform a craniotomy on Mishra's skull.
But it's still the kind without anesthesia.
Listen to his default words.
Look at these scenes again.
As a victim, Mishra can only feel infinite despair in her heart.
He knows it very well.
Not to mention this time.
Even if he was properly prepared, he was not qualified to fight against this madman named Yawgmoth.
This is one of the most famous geniuses in the history of the [Solan Tribe]!
I also understood why control of the artifacts and artifact creatures I created were taken away without any resistance.
To put it bluntly, the technology he used was just some stumps and broken arms left over from the Thran civilization back then.
Naturally, there is no way to resist Yawgmoth, who has mastered advanced technology!
then.
What awaits Mishra is eternal despair...
His brain was forcibly opened, his soul was taken out, and his self-consciousness began to be forcibly rewritten...——
Two days later.
Everything is over.
The basement was calm again.
In this environment filled with the smell of blood, Mishra seemed to be intact again and stood on the ground again.
Judging from the appearance alone, there is simply no problem at all.
only.
At this time, if anyone can peel off his skin.
It can be immediately discovered that at least 70% of Mishra's body has been replaced with a special metal structure.
Various spell patterns, energy cores, and artifact parts have replaced the internal organs that he originally relied on for survival.
And his own will.
Under the irresistible force, he sank into the eternal darkness and became Yawgmoth's servant.
"Don't let me down, do the tasks I assigned you."
When Yawgmoth's figure gradually left.
Mishra, who had been transformed into a semi-artifact creature, knelt on the ground and responded with great enthusiasm: "I respect your will."
Just like a fanatical believer who has heard the will of his own god.
Next.
Under Yawgmoth's will.
Mishra, who was no longer the same as before, began to crazily absorb the corrupted knowledge from the [Phyrexian World].
Based on this.
Continuously expand your own power.
In the face of Mishra's terrifying technology, as well as his tireless and death-defying army of artifacts and artifact creatures, ordinary forces are simply unable to effectively resist...
Decades later.
Mishra, whose power had expanded to a certain extent, saw a familiar figure again.
His brother.
Urza.
Just as he now rules countless mortals.
The other party succeeded and ruled a powerful kingdom.
So after many years, the two began to compete again.
However, this time, the situation is no longer as petty as last time.
Under their will, millions of artifacts and artifact creatures, like a swarm of locusts covering the sky and the sun, started a fierce fight!
Two geniuses connected by blood.
Revealing his power to the entire [World of Dominaria]...
Countless mortals can only tremble under their feet.
Even those with extraordinary strength were amazed by the superb skills of the two.
Other than that.
Didn't arouse any suspicion.
Everyone just thinks this is a routine struggle within the world.
Only Urza, who was fighting Mishra, relied on his professional knowledge to find something was wrong, but he couldn't explain the problem.
He looked at his brother and the other party's subordinates, all of them were full of traces of transformation.
I don't understand at all how the other party could transform himself into an artifact creature.
But after some thinking.
I just think that my brother has taken a wrong path.
I didn't go out of my way to speculate on anything too conspiratorial.
Because he is sure.
The other party is indeed his brother!
But in terms of personality, there has been a big change compared to the past.
And those changes.
It was also classified by him subconsciously as a normal change after the influence of time, and he didn't think much about it at all.