[Lady of Pain] who witnessed Orshiga's remote projection being kicked out of the plane consciousness.
After adapting for a while, he successfully exited the spiritual world.
And the time flow rate that was infinitely stretched also returned to normal.
Looking at the lively scene not far away, which is still crowded with people.
After she took one last look at Erebus, who was completely unaware of the matter.
He turned around without hesitation and planned to leave the market directly.
Seeing her actions, the salesperson beside her who was still urging others to arrange goods here as soon as possible, immediately said with some confusion:
"Guest, what you want will be delivered right away. You can..."
However, before the other party finished speaking, [Ms. Pain] said bluntly without bothering to look back:
"No, I don't need the things or the deposit."
After determining that there was a huge problem with the [Evolution Star Potion] and even the entire [Three Gods of Salvation], she was no longer interested in anything in it.
Anyone who likes to eat this obviously poisonous fruit will eat it. Anyway, she won't eat it and doesn't even want to touch it...
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Faced with her answer.
The salesperson who didn't know what happened immediately showed a look of confusion on his face.
Obviously I don't understand what this operation is.
only.
Due to [Ms. Pain's] indifferent acting style and tone that did not allow for refutation, the other party did not dare to ask more questions after opening her mouth.
In his opinion, [Ms. Pain] doesn’t intend to get the deposit back anyway.
Then I will make money anyway...
After thinking about it, the salesperson felt that he had really made a profit from this business. He casually picked up a bottle of sweet apple-flavored potion from the shelf next to him and drank it in one sip.
As an outstanding unit that ranks among the best in the entire [World of Ravnica].
The employee benefits of [Salvation Three Gods Religion] have always been very good!
Salespeople like them have public spending quotas from time to time.
Therefore, when nothing happens, drinking two bottles of potion to quench your thirst is just a small and insignificant problem!
And their excellent treatment, which can be said to be so good that it would kill you, is the envy of countless colleagues in the [World of Ravnica].
Countless industry elites, in order to successfully sneak into the [Three Gods of Salvation], even resort to self-hypnosis to make themselves believe in the gods here...
Not far away.
Erebus, who was currently sending off his big customer who came to buy goods - [Gerald Capashen], had no idea what his immediate boss had done not long ago.
At this moment, he was still talking politely to important customers with a kind smile on his face.
In his eyes.
The unlucky guy in front of me is a friendship promoter from [The World of Dominaria].
It is precisely because they have an extremely fierce fight with [Phyrexia World].
Only the best products of the church will show excellent and reliable results, allowing more people to trust their quality!
If it weren't really inappropriate, Erebus really wanted to recognize the [World of Dominaria] as a strategic partner of the [Three Gods of Salvation] and supply the other party with a large amount of [Evolution Star Potions] for free.
Let the other person drink as much as he wants every day!
And as the one who was sent off by him.
Every time he came here to buy goods, Gerald Capashen felt that he and others owed Erebas a favor so that he could buy goods at low prices from here. He felt a little embarrassed.
In Gerald Capaxuan's mind, he always believed that he was taking advantage of others, using low prices to buy things in large quantities that were far more than this price...
Therefore, he felt ashamed and was actually a little ashamed to face Erebus's enthusiasm.
I never knew what I and others had done...
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Soon after.
With the success of [Weather Sky], it returned to the [World of Dominaria] carrying a large amount of [Evolution Star Potion], and the success allowed a group of personnel to obtain sufficient virus resistance.
Various original equipment on the Weather Sky have also begun to undergo large-scale adjustments in order to penetrate into the interior of the Phyrexia world.
At this moment, all the resources of the entire [Dominaria World] are tilted towards the explosion of [Phyrexia World].
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A few days later.
"Let's get started."
Facing Urza's orders.
Gerald Capashen knew what risks he and others were about to face.
Even though I don’t have any confidence in my heart.
But his hometown was destroyed by Yawgmoth, and almost all of his relatives were killed or injured.
After all, driven by hatred, I pressed the start button of [Weather Sky]!
For Gerald Capashen.
As long as he can successfully kill Yawgmoth, then he doesn't mind involving himself at all.
Just be afraid, one of your own will be lost, but the other party will not suffer any loss!
And people like him are everywhere on this Weatherlight!
Basically, every crew member and even the passengers here have a deep hatred for the [Phyrexian World]!
Or, to describe it more accurately.
It should be said that the entire [World of Dominaria] and even the surrounding worlds, almost every person has a blood feud with the [World of Phyrexia]...
Crazy massacre, sending all kinds of deadly viruses regardless of the world...
I have to say.
In terms of offending people.
Yawgmoth, who has extremely serious anti-social tendencies, has always been a good player.
Even there are many guys from the evil camp who want to die with them!
It can be seen from this that all his actions are so outrageous and resentful...
And as the switch is turned on.
Soon, amid the roar of the power source.
Countless spell runes engraved on the hull and internal components of the Weatherlight were slowly activated.
After a vague fluctuation in time and space.
The huge [Weather Sky] disappeared from the spot without any warning, blending into countless space-time turbulences!
He began to follow the space-time coordinates given by Gaia, and embarked on this long journey with no idea of the outcome.
The eight strong men who volunteered to participate in the mission all stood quietly in the central command room of the Weatherlight without saying a word.
Some of them looked ugly, as if they were prisoners on death row heading to the execution ground.
Some of them looked casual, as if they didn't think it was the same thing at all.
As for the ordinary crew members on the spacecraft, most of them had no intention of returning alive and successfully from the beginning.
Each and every one of them is excited with a little fear and fear, and driven by hatred, they are running towards the hell in their hearts, intending to do everything they can to completely destroy it...
There are all kinds of things in life.
These people on the ship felt like they were having a flashback before they died...