‘Only a very small number of planeswalkers will act alone. Planeswalkers are the masters of countless planes. In their own world, they have countless territories, wealth and servants’
'The deck that young man chose for you is a knight. I have seen your other destiny cards. Whether it is 'White City Vanguard' or 'Cavalry Preparation', they are more suitable for big scenes. I think your profession should be a
A knight lord who commands thousands of armies.'
'But no matter how glorious a kingdom is, it starts from a small piece of territory. I will send you to complete the challenge of the King of Knights. You will build your kingdom and glory in a fictional world until you are recognized by the gods.'
‘And this is exactly what the Arena of the Gods is about’
After a dazzling light, the strange world disappeared.
The silver-haired elf girl stood alone in a golden wilderness.
The breeze blows through the grassland, and the yellow grass plants show golden waves when they fall down one after another. However, when this scenery stretches across the entire sky and the earth, it forms a strange landscape.
The sound of rushing passed through the entire lonely world, like ocean waves.
The words of the Evil Dragon King Phoscia were still in her ears, and the wind on the grassland was still passing through her ears and hair. Medissa silently stared at this strange land.
lonely wilderness
'This escaped world is like a traveler on a long journey, looking at the parallel material world. It is at the end of a corner of the world, just like the end of the world for a traveler.'
A voice said, or there should have been no voice. When strange knowledge broke into her mind, Medissa understood where this place was.
A swordsman wearing clothes with complicated patterns parted the withered yellow grass and came to her. He raised his sword to signal to her, his silver mask shining in the sun.
Medisa was stunned for a moment before she realized that this was a challenge to herself.
She nodded to the strange swordsman, picked up her spear, and the silver spindle-shaped spear appeared naturally in her hand.
At the same moment, the originally polite swordsman launched an attack.
That is a very peculiar swordsmanship.
Simple and effective, but a little too rigorous and even mechanical, this swordsmanship was different from any swordsmanship she had seen in Warnd. It was also different from Brando's swordsmanship she had seen.
This swordsmanship seems to follow the strictest rules. Strictly speaking, each sword must be based on the trajectory established by the previous sword. It seems to be easy to predict, but Medissa soon discovered
It's hard to resist yourself.
This discovery immediately caused sweat to form on her forehead.
The swordsman suppressed her strength level to a level above hers, which was the level above and below the Side of Truth after the elements were enlightened. In other words, the opponent suppressed her simply by relying on swordsmanship.
This knowledge makes Medissa find it difficult to accept. She is a Silver Elf, one of the Silver ethnic groups who are best at fighting in the world, and what the Silver Elfs are proud of is not their superiority in absolute power, but their superiority in absolute power.
It is their tireless pursuit of fighting skills.
But the swordsman's swordsmanship in front of him is not to say an unreasonable swordsmanship. It does not consider the opponent's coping skills at all. He just strikes one sword after another, but each sword is accurately calculated to the smallest difference.
The connection between each sword and the next is flawless.
Medissa found that she was completely unable to catch any mistakes made by the other party. On the contrary, she understood that as long as she was negligent, she would fall into a situation that would never be recovered.
The test of a planeswalker is so difficult.
The little silver elf princess regretted a little, and she was even a little afraid that she would not be able to see Brando.
But since the War of the Saints, the self-confidence and unwillingness to admit defeat accumulated over thousands of years made Medissa calm down quickly. She had seen more dangerous situations. When thousands of armies came in, she
I have never given up. At this moment, it is naturally the same.
A knight, a lord, a king, the first thing he needs is endless self-confidence, especially those ancient kings who opened up territories and expanded their territories. Without strong faith to support them, they would not be able to advance in history.
Leave your name in the galaxy.
Metissa knew this.
When this flash of realization flashed through her mind, she found that she seemed to 'understand' the opponent's swordsmanship. The strange swordsman's lightning-fast swordsmanship left traces in her field of vision for the first time.
Like an instinct, the little silver elf princess seized this opportunity. For the first time in this offensive and defensive battle, she took a step forward, shouted sharply, and the spear in her hand passed through the swordsman's silver sword.
Shadow, hitting the opponent's chest.
The swordsman flew out like a bundle of scattered scarecrows.
Only then did Medissa notice that the other party was actually a construct.
But at this moment, Medissa heard a soft "buzz" sound, and she knew something was wrong, so she quickly put away her gun and retreated. But she was still a step too slow, and saw the swordsman torn apart in mid-air, its limbs
, the head and torso were like exploding clocks, with countless strange spherical components flying out from them.
As soon as those spherical components appeared in the air, they split completely from the middle, unfolded a pair of mechanical wings, and turned into metal ornithopters. Just as Medisa had time to take a step back, the ornithopters filled the sky.
It screamed and rushed towards her. She only had time to use her spear to protect her chest, abdomen and other vital parts before she felt a heat on her arms and thighs. The sharp wings of the ornithopter had already left blood-red cuts there.
The little silver elf princess didn't have time to deal with the wound, so she immediately turned around and saw those ornithopters once again forming an attack formation in mid-air after flying behind her. But how could she make the same mistake twice? She roared angrily.
: "Get down here!"
The ectoplasm elements were fully activated, and a pair of transparent light wings hundreds of meters long suddenly spread out behind Medisa. She swept the light wings horizontally, and the metal ornithopter in mid-air crackled like rain.
All over the place.
As soon as the ornithopters landed, they folded their wings and returned to the shape of a metal ball. Then under Medissa's gaze, they moved closer to each other, and reorganized into a squeaking sound.
The appearance of the swordsman from before.
Medisa was stunned and quickly grabbed her spear to guard against another attack. However, at this moment, the swordsman struggled to stand up from the ground and walked crookedly in front of Medisa. Medisa
Seeing that it had no intention of attacking, I couldn't help but look at the opponent curiously. I saw the swordsman slowly bent down, then knelt on one knee, put his right fist on his chest, lowered his head, and placed his chin on his right fist.
Show a gesture of loyalty.
Then she ‘saw’ the other party’s attributes:
Lightwing Guardian
Yongge ix
Light 2, Mana x
【Artifact/Artifact Creature】
When Lightwing Guardian enters the battlefield, it has x level counters on it.
When the Lightwing Guardian dies, put a level 15, colorless, Ornithopter-derived artifact creature with flying into play for each level counter on it.
‘When destruction comes, the sky is filled with spots of light, like holy light coming to the world’
It was a very wonderful feeling, as if what she saw in her eyes was the essence of the world. But when Medissa wanted to see the card more clearly, the whole world became distorted, and a voice came into her head.
Which said:
‘Conquering land begins with conquering people’s hearts. No king or monarch will fight alone. The lonely wilderness is the end of the world for travelers, but it is also the beginning of another journey.’
lonely wilderness
Yongge xix
【land】
Lonely Fields enters the battlefield tapped.
Tapped: Add 2 light mana to your elemental pool.
Cycle, (discard this card, draw a card)
‘Between what is and what is not’
The bizarre world fell into a pitch-black void. Medissa was stunned for a moment. She turned around and saw Foscia's huge body hovering next to her.
She saw the two glittering destiny cards floating in front of her.
The Evil Dragon King lowered his head and said to her: "It seems that you have passed the first test, and you have the first follower, just like the first step taken by every king and lord,
Next, you have to build your kingdom and world."
"I don't quite understand," Medisa said loudly: "The destiny card should be a projection of the rules in this world, but why can this dream world generate such a projection?"
A sneer appeared on Fusia's slender face.
"Wonder is not just a dream. If the mortal world cannot be born from it, then everything in the past will be in vain. The power of the planeswalkers to build the world has nothing to do with the power of the gods and Martha in the past to build Wander.
Essential difference."
"Are you saying that this is all fiction?"
"No, magic power does exist. The planeswalkers stole it all to build their own world. Now you have the fire of the planeswalkers. This is the power that the gods call 'divineness', so
You can naturally get everything you want from this world."
"I still don't quite understand, Lady Fucia."
"It doesn't matter, I don't fully understand all this. Perhaps only the first generation of gods can explain to you the origin of this arena of the gods." Fucia replied: "Okay, we don't have much time left.
, it’s time for you to take on the next challenge, your companions have gone further than you..."
"Hipamilla?"
"That is a very interesting little girl. She should not have existed in this era. Your master must be a strange guy. The laws he knows are very different from ours."
Medisa opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something more, but the scene in front of her had changed again.
…………(To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
