A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

After realizing the devastating damage that [Shadow Energy Core] could bring, Zuo Si moved it to Mirrodin almost immediately, and specially found a place far away from people to build a base and store it separately.

Because he clearly remembered that more than 24,000 years ago, hundreds of ancient elven high mages gathered together and wanted to use the power of magic to create a glorious homeland unique to their own race.

As a result, the terrifying magic ritual directly caused the earth's crust and continental plates to crack. The originally intact continent of Faerûn instantly shattered into pieces. Hundreds of cities were engulfed by earthquakes and tsunamis. More than half of all life was directly wiped from the map. erase.

Later, Evermeet Island, the home of the elves, was also created at that time.

To be honest, Zuo Si really doubted how the God of God Io and the Earth Mother Goddess Shangtia could resist directly issuing divine punishment and crushing to death all those with pointed ears who dared to mess around on their own territory.

You must know that if you look at the history of Faerûn, there is no disaster comparable to the elves tearing apart the continent through magical rituals.

It was a true catastrophe, and countless civilizations, races, and creatures disappeared out of thin air.

Following closely, there were also the Dragon Mad Locks and several Crown Wars with serious consequences...

Calculating carefully, the other races in the entire Faerun continent may not have committed more deaths than any other elven race.

However, Zuo Si didn't dare to bet that if he accidentally exploded the [Shadow Energy Core] and triggered the second tearing of the earth, would the gods treat the elves as if they didn't see anything?

After all, in the Dawn Era, the entire world was still in a wilderness.

The civilization of the race that created the Thunder Age has perished, and dragons and giants are using all means to fight for hegemony and want to start an era of their own.

Not only are the number of gods very rare, but their power is also relatively weak.

In addition, there is a powerful divine system behind the elves, and they finally escaped the punishment they deserved.

If the elves were to die again now, Zuo Si could guarantee that they would not need to take action from the God of God Io and the Earth Mother Goddess Chantia. The combined power of other gods could directly defeat these pointed ears and them. The gods behind them killed everyone and left no one behind.

With the construction of the new stronghold completed, he finally turned his attention to the crack in the middle of the [Shadow Energy Core], touched his chin and whispered softly: "How can I get this Saren spirit out of it now? How about first? Use [Simulacra] to create a clone and take a look, or maybe pour some glitter oil and try it?"

Obviously, Zuo Si would never be bold enough to directly enter a core of chaotic primitive magical energy like the diary.

That's just too dangerous.

Even though he was using a clone now, it wouldn't be a big deal even if he was accidentally killed or seriously injured by the explosion.

However, some weapons and equipment carried on the person are likely to be destroyed during the explosion.

Once these things made into treasure cards enter the cemetery, it will take at least ten days and a half to complete the rebirth, and it will even take half a year for the artifacts to be reborn.

Since there is no way to get cards from the "graveyard" at the moment, Zuo Si will not risk his own equipment and various powerful props easily.

After careful consideration, he finally decided to create a magic clone through [Simulacra], and then let this clone bring some new glittering oil into the crack.

If the other party doesn't attack, then sit down and talk. If they attack, just wait and be infected by the glittering oil.

Just do it!

Casting the seven-ring illusion magic [Simulacra] is now as easy as eating and drinking for Zuo Si.

The reason why he did not follow the example of Xia En VII and create simulacra clones when he had nothing to do, and create an army of high-level spell casters composed of "himself", was mainly because he felt that his current level of arcane spell casting was not high enough.

The created simulacra can only be used as cannon fodder for consumption at best, and are far less powerful and practical than the summoned creatures of the Planeswalker card.

After the arcane spellcasting level is raised to the same level as Shane VII, or even higher, a large number of clones that can cast nine rings and even legendary magic will naturally be created.

After successfully creating a simulacrum with half the strength of himself except for the planeswalker, Zuo Si immediately took out a test tube of new shining oil and poured it on his head without saying a word.

In the blink of an eye, these shiny oils begin to infect and absorb metal substances from the surroundings for transformation.

In about half an hour, the clone has been completely "completed". The right arm has completely turned into metal, and the right half of the face has also become full of science fiction under the transformation of Shiyou. One of the eyes has been replaced. A magic camera with flashing red light.

Two auxiliary mechanical arms extended from the spine, constantly exploring the surroundings like tentacles, and the chest was dug out to add a powerful engine that burned oil.

The body, which was originally made entirely of ice and snow, also had large areas of exposed bones and red muscles.

Most importantly, Shuoyou established a close connection between Zuo Si and the simulacrum, through which he could sense everything around him.

After all, there is no spiritual connection between the simulacrum created by ordinary methods and the main body. Even giving orders must be through language, gestures, eyes, etc.

"Go, enter that rift, and let's see what's going on with that crazy Saren spirit."

Zuo Si gave the order to the simulacrum directly.

"As you wish..."

The clone put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then walked towards the [Shadow Energy Core], raised his hand and inserted one of his fingers into it.

The next second...

He was sucked in under a strong suction force.

After experiencing a brief period of darkness, Zuo Si saw through the eyes of the simulacrum an energy group emitting black-purple light.

The shape of this thing is like the holy symbol of Shar, the goddess of the night. The middle part is like a black hole, and the outside is covered with a purple outer ring.

Next to the energy group, a Sarran spirit with a dark color and magical sheen all over its body and a deformed body with three heads was waiting. Each of the three heads spoke three completely different languages.

The crazy head among them spoke the ancient Nese language, but because it was completely illogical and the preface and the follow-up words were not matched, it was difficult for even a person who was proficient in the ancient Nese language to understand what he was saying.

The second head spoke like it was reciting an aria, each word using dark holy words, and the tone was full of loss, sadness and despair.

The third head seems to be controlling the surrounding airflow and energy, constantly making weird whining sounds of different levels, which is a bit like the language of the wind element, but it sounds different if you look closely.

There is no doubt that just from the astonishing energy emanating from the body of this Saren spirit, it can be seen that it is quite difficult to deal with.

At least with the current simulacrum alone, it is absolutely impossible to defeat a super creature that has absorbed thousands of years of magical power next to the [Shadow Energy Core].

After observing for a moment, the simulacrum quickly walked towards the Saren spirit under Zuo Si's instructions.

The moment they entered within thirty meters, the latter's three heads almost stopped all movements at the same time. Each of them controlled the three small arms at the end of their own big arm, raised their palms and stared at them with their eyes. Simulacra.

moment!

An invisible sense of oppression came over me.

Especially the third head, it was obviously trying to extract magic energy from the simulacrum, and in just a few seconds, the two three-ring spell slots disappeared out of thin air.

Um?

What is going on with this Saren spirit?

You can actually absorb magic and life energy!

It's just like their mortal enemy, the Felin Demon Kui.

Feeling that the power of the simulacrum was passing away at an extremely fast speed, Zuo Si, who was already confused, suddenly became more confused.

Fortunately, the Sarun spirit in front of him did not attack, and the head in the middle even took the initiative to ask: "Ignorant mortal! Are you also here to explore the dark prophecy?"

"Dark prophecy? What is that?" Simulacrum asked under Zuo Si's instruction.

“It’s disaster, killing, destruction and death.

Everything in this world is meaningless.

Whether it is the ancient creator race, the once glorious elves, or the Netheril and Imaskar created by humans, they cannot escape the fate of extinction in the end.

This crystal wall system will eventually return to the darkness and tranquility at the beginning of creation!

Only by serving and believing in the great night goddess Shar can all mortals be able to enter the kingdom of eternal night and receive shelter after the death of all things.

Praise darkness and nothingness!

Because this is the essence and ultimate form of everything in the universe!

The sun and light are nothing but false and fragile things!

Come, embrace the darkness, and offer your loyalty and faith to the great Shar!

And I will guide you on the road to salvation..."

The head in the middle is like a fanatical believer of the Goddess of Night, constantly trying to change the thinking and consciousness of the simulacrum, turning it into a servant of Shar.

In the process, he also repeatedly mentioned some prophecies about the distant future, giving people the feeling of being a cult leader who specializes in brainwashing people.

But through two detection spells, Zuo Si was surprised to find that this guy actually had a magical casting level of up to LV25.

Among them, LV21 is the priest level. In addition, there is some exclusive legendary advanced profession of LV4.

The latter is suspected to be a reward given by the Goddess of Night to the most devout believers, but the specific additional abilities are still unknown.

"Shut up! Idiot! Stop promoting your ridiculous goddess! It was precisely because of her stupidity and arrogance that the floating city finally fell from a height, and it also led to the bad results we have now."

The first head grinned and laughed mercilessly. At the same time, he raised his hand and released a dissociation technique, trying to kill the second head.

This guy's tone and movements were so crazy, he looked like a madman, without any sense at all.

But the third head directly drained the energy and destroyed the magic through the magic-absorbing ability, and warned in a low and hoarse voice: "Pay attention to your behavior! Agatha! Don't forget the agreement we reached! If If you continue to attack for no reason, then I will join forces with Kemoller to suppress you."

"roll!

This is my body!

I can do whatever I want!

One day, I will tear you, the damn Felin Demon Kui, and him into pieces together.

If I hadn't been disturbed, I would have stabilized the floating city long ago instead of watching it fall from the sky and become a ruin. "

The head called Agatha opened its mouth and roared loudly.

This guy looks so crazy and violent.

More importantly, along with his mental fluctuations, the energy group inside the [Shadow Energy Core] began to become extremely unstable, constantly enlarging, shrinking, and enlarging violently, as if it might explode at any time.

"Kemole! This guy is going crazy again! Do it quickly, or we will all be finished."

The third head, known as the Phayling Demon Kui, let out a nervous and impatient cursing sound.

Almost at the same time, he began to use his abilities to continuously absorb energy, trying to stabilize the [Shadow Energy Core].

But when the head in the middle named Kemoller faced this devastating threat, instead of choosing to help, he laughed unbridled.

"Hahahaha! It's over? Everything in this world will eventually return to darkness and nothingness! The death of the physical body is insignificant, and our spirit and soul will definitely return to the great goddess of the night, Shar."

"Ahhh! I've had enough of you two insane bastards! In that case, let's die together!"

Felin Demon Kui was obviously irritated. Not only did he no longer absorb the energy released from his core, he instead released all the energy he had absorbed over the years.

In the blink of an eye, an identical trumpet energy group rose up next to the black core energy group with a purple halo.

At this moment, Zuo Si realized that the Saren spirit in front of him was not suffering from schizophrenia or other symptoms as described in the diary.

But due to some unknown reasons, three souls were imprisoned in one body.

Among them, the first head named Agatha is obviously the owner of the body, while the second legendary priest named Kemoller is a fanatical believer of Shar, and the third one is a powerful phaerim.

The latter is a highly demonic creature that is very similar to the Saren spirit. It is also the culprit of the collapse and demise of several ancient civilizations.

The largest desert on the continent of Faerûn, Aenook, was due to their crazy and uncontrolled absorption of magic and life energy, which led to the gradual desertification of the core area ruled by the original Netheril Empire.

Its area is so large that a fierce battle broke out between the artificers of the Imaskar Empire and the Mulhorred pantheon who came across the plane. It eventually became three times the size of the second largest desert and still rich.

It was also the proliferation of phaerimms that put Karsus, the peerless genius and the youngest Grand Arcanist, on a path of no return.

It is not difficult to judge from the dialogue between the three heads that they are most likely to be enemies of each other.

Just when Zuo Si thought that the [Shadow Energy Core] was about to be detonated and planned to throw it into the dark void, he suddenly found that these three guys stopped at the same time.

They were still fighting fiercely one second, but the next second they pointed their finger at the simulacra.

There is no communication of words, body movements or eyes.

This weird Saren spirit rushed straight up.

Among them, Agatha cast a powerful arcane magic, Kemoller quickly completed a nine-ring divine spell, and Felin Mokui used his innate ability to absorb magic, trying to drain the intruder in front of him.

Even though they both wish they could kill each other and become the sole masters of their bodies, they are very close when they work together in battle.

As the saying goes, the people who know you best are often not your relatives and friends, but your enemies.

Looking at the menacing Saren spirit, the simulacrum did not even make any dodge movements under Zuo Si's instruction, nor did it activate the protective magic of the unexpected chain. It just allowed the opponent to rush up and blast half of its body into pieces.

The latter was obviously very surprised by the simulacrum's reaction, and all three heads showed unexpected expressions.

But the next second, they saw a strange smile on the simulacrum's face, as well as sparkling oil spurting out of its body.

Wow!

The originally dark and shiny skin of the Saren spirit was completely engulfed by the shimmering oil.

The different consciousnesses and souls in his three heads didn't even realize what was happening, and the infection had already begun.

Since this creature is made of pure magical energy and weighs nearly a ton and a half, it is inherently easier to transform and transform.

In just a few seconds, the oil has penetrated into the body and become one with it.

Not only that!

The metal and organic parts carried in the body of the simulacrum were also quickly dismantled, and appeared in another form on the body of the Saren spirit.

"This...what the hell is this?!"

As the only sane among the three consciousnesses, Felin Mokui immediately screamed in panic.

Because he could already feel that the terrifying black grease was already corroding the nervous system of his head and arms, and no matter what he did, he could not expel it.

"These oils are actually alive and alive? They are trying to control us instead!"

Kemoller's tone was filled with shock and disbelief.

"Spirit body! We need to unite immediately and transform ourselves into spirit bodies. Only in this way can we get rid of these damn black oils!"

Agatha also roared with rage.

Just when the three heads were about to temporarily put aside their fighting with each other and cast spells together, the simulacrum, which had been damaged to the point of being left with only one breath left, suddenly spoke meaningfully: "Don't waste your efforts!

From the moment you attack me, it's already too late.

The infective power of shimmering oil is beyond your imagination.

If you want to save your soul, then leave [Shadow Energy Core] immediately. The master is waiting for you outside.

Otherwise, the moment the oil enters your brain, it means complete death, complete annihilation from spirit to body and even soul. "

With these last words blurted out, the simulacrum finally suffered damage that exceeded its upper limit, and the whole person turned into a puddle of snow and disappeared without a trace.

The mechanical and organic matter that fell off his body were all swallowed up and decomposed by the shimmering oil.

In a short time, the Sarran spirit's snake-shaped lower body, which was originally like a python, had been forcibly transformed into a centaur's lower body, and the large metal and organic structure made it look both powerful and domineering.

Unfortunately, the modified lower body is not controlled by any of the three heads at all.

"No! I can't cast the spell anymore!"

"Damn it! Me too!"

"Those black oils are invading and controlling the body's nervous system!"

"What should we do? If this continues, we will all die!"

"Get out of here! Get out now!"

"No! You can't go out! What if there's more of this black grease outside?"

"Shut up! If you don't go out and hide inside, the end result will not be any different."

"I agree with Kemoller's point of view. No matter what the guy outside wants to do, there is at least a chance to negotiate when we go out."

…

Following a fierce moment, the three consciousnesses of the Saren spirit finally reached an agreement and squeezed out from the crack in the middle of the [Shadow Energy Core].

In the blink of an eye, he was like a shadow in the darkness, twisting the space to form a hexagonal translucent "Arcon Magic Window" that emitted purple light and emerged from another opening.

"It is a great honor to meet you, the great arcanist of the Netheril era - Agatha, and the dark prophet of the goddess of the night - Shar Kemoller, and the leader of the phaerim - Varis.

I really can’t believe that you, who were originally considered dead, would actually live in such an unexpected way.

And it has been hidden in the cracks of [Shadow Energy Core] for thousands of years.

If you don't mind, could you tell me what happened when you fell into the floating city of Sened? "

Zuo Si, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately asked with a smile.

Since learning the names of each of the three heads, he has used prophecy magic and wish-making techniques to obtain a lot of relevant information.

Among them, Agatha was the supreme leader of the floating city of Sened during the Netheril period.

Although his strength is far inferior to that of the great arcanists such as the demigod Iolum, the undead Ovo, the wizard king Larok, and the peerless magic genius Karthus who have left a mark in history, they are at least better than the Supreme Lord of the City of Shadows. ——Telamant Tanshur Stronger point.

To be precise, when the magic network was out of control and countless floating cities fell from the sky and hit the ground, Telamant Tanshur was just a "young and promising" junior in Agatha's eyes.

Shar Kemoller is the chosen one of Shar, the goddess of night in the era of Netheril.

Before Karsus cast the unprecedented twelve-ring spell, he accurately predicted the occurrence of the disaster, actively traveled between different floating cities, and persuaded the rulers to follow the example of Telamant Tanshur and plunge into the night. In the embrace of the goddess and the Shadow Demon Network, he moved his floating city to the shadow plane to avoid the coming catastrophe, so he was dubbed the "Dark Prophet".

Unfortunately, most of the great arcane masters at that time were typical atheists, believing that gods were just more powerful arcane masters.

All they could think about was how to obtain more powerful magical power to replace them, and how could they believe in gods.

Only those slaves and civilians at the bottom of society would worship gods to seek psychological and spiritual comfort.

The last one, Varis, was one of the leaders who created several phaerim in the Great Desert of Aenook.

When the magic network was out of control and Sened's floating city fell to the ground, the tribe he led happened to be directly below.

This means that in just a few minutes from the beginning of the fall to the time when it hit the ground, something incredible must have happened, causing three guys with completely different purposes and camps to be forcibly stuffed into a place. The strange body of Lun.

Zuo Si was curious about what kind of secrets were hidden in this.

"Did you create that simulacrum just now?" Agatha probed cautiously.

Because under the infection and interference of Shimmering Oil, she had lost most of her spell-casting abilities, and was even unable to control the energy overflowing from the [Shadow Energy Core].

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, it's me. How about it, does it feel good to be corroded by the sparkling oil?"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Charles Kemmerer asked bluntly.

As a priest, his perception attribute is undoubtedly the highest among the three, so he can roughly predict how long it will take for the black grease to enter the brain. He understands that he does not have much time left for him, so he must keep the story short.

"First of all, tell me the story of what happened to you, and the origin of [Shadow Energy Core].

I believe you have noticed the speed of Shimmering Oil infection, so you only have half an hour.

After half an hour, when the oil enters the brain, you will be completely killed.

As for the soul, I would consider imprisoning it to make some powerful magic equipment, or using it to create several powerful new varieties of devils.

Never doubt it, because it is easier for me to capture souls than to eat and drink. "

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si instantly transformed into the form of a hell lord, with two different-colored pupils revealing the blessing of power from the lawful evil plane.

moment!

The souls controlling the three heads of the Sarun spirit all showed intense panic.

They had no idea that they would be caught by a lord from the hell realm.

Especially when it comes to playing with souls, the devil is an absolute master.

If you fall into the hands of these evil creatures from the lower planes, the result is likely to be torture that is 10,000 times more painful than death.

Finally, after being silent for a long time, the crazy great arcanist Agatha immediately forced herself to calm down and spoke first: "The day before Karsus's spell, Kmoller came to lobby for the third time and asked me to The floating city of Sened moved to the shadow plane."

"You agree?" Zuo Si asked with interest.

Agatha shook her head without hesitation: "How could it be!

Anyone who is not a fool knows that the Shadow Plane is the domain of Shar, the goddess of night.

This cunning goddess is not as generous and fair as the goddess of magic.

Only a fool like Telamant Tanshur would choose to transfer his floating city and then turn it into a piece of meat on the chopping board for others to slaughter.

I have my own plan!

That is to transform yourself into a Sarran spirit that is infinitely close to the essence of chaotic magic.

In this way, even if there is any problem with the magic network, I can control the core of Mythra through my own power and let it continue to work stably. "

"I see!"

Zuo Si instantly understood that the soul and will of the great arcanist were the main body of the Saren spirit, and then continued to ask: "What happened next? Why did they share the same body with you?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Agatha immediately became irritable and crazy. She stared at Kemoller and shouted angrily: "It's all this damn despicable person's fault!

He actually secretly deceived and attracted a group of Arcanist traitors who didn't understand the truth behind my back!

While I was performing a magic ceremony, these people suddenly rushed into the core of the floating city, trying to seize control of the core of Mythra, and then pull the entire floating city into the shadow plane!

In order to stop them, I had to terminate the magic ritual in progress and start protecting the safety of Mythra's core.

But this guy actually released an artifact that instantly connected Mythra's core to the shadow plane.

As a result, the Shadow Magic Network collided fiercely with the normal Magic Network, followed by Karsus' spell, and the entire floating city suddenly lost control and began to fall.

As a last resort, I could only continue the transformation ritual, hoping to turn into a Sarran spirit when the floating city fell and prevent it from hitting the ground directly.

But Kemoller began to channel divine power, hoping to let Shar, the goddess of the night, take over the entire floating city through the shadow magic network and force it into the shadow plane.

And this directly caused the magic network that was already out of control to go wild instantly, and I couldn't continue to control the ritual.

When the floating city fell to the ground, a terrifying chaotic magic storm swept everything.

Most of the residents in the city were torn to pieces by the magical storm before they even felt the destruction caused by the impact.

Also killed instantly was Varis, the leader of the Felin Demon Sunflowers, and his tribe.

The manic raw magic energy overflowing from the magic network, the negative energy from the shadow plane, and the soul energy generated by the death of a large number of lives all finally came together to complete the magic ritual that I failed to complete.

The strange body of the Saren spirit you see now was shaped at that time.

Since the three of us had the strongest souls and survived the baptism of the magic storm, we successfully survived.

But the price is that we have to share a body and fight against each other for years to come.

In addition, because life is closely linked to the [Shadow Energy Core], we cannot leave too far away. Once it exceeds two kilometers, our body and soul will dissipate together. "

“What’s wrong with entering the shadow plane?

Don't you know that of all the floating cities in Netheril, only the one in Telamant Tanshul has been successful to this day?

If you had listened to me earlier, you wouldn't be in this situation today.

To put it bluntly, it was the arrogance and arrogance of you great arcanists that ended the entire civilization of Netheril. "

Kemoller calmly defended his sneak attack.

But Agatha didn't take this trick, and immediately sneered with disdain: "Humph! Can the floating city of Telamante Tanshur really be regarded as a continuation of Netheril?

No! It has long become a plaything in the hands of Shar, the goddess of the night, a tool used to achieve her own evil purposes.

A true Netherese arcanist will not bow down to any god, nor will he allow so-called gods to interfere in internal affairs.

Let you and your cunning goddess die!

I would rather my floating city go to destruction than allow it to be controlled by any god.

As for Telamant Tanshur and his city of Shades, he is just a coward and a piece of garbage who evades responsibility and lives in poverty, and is not worthy of inheriting the name of Netheril. "

When saying these words, the great arcanist did not hide his disdain for this junior at all.

Through his attitude, Zuo Si finally understood why when the City of Shadows returned to the continent of Faerûn and announced that the city would rebuild Netheril, not only did not one of the remaining great arcanists step forward to help, but instead Without exception, everyone stands on its opposite side.

Both Ovo and Larocque took unabashedly hostile actions very simply.

The latter even suppressed thousands of mages, warlocks, priests in the entire floating city in a battle, as well as the mage towers that stored amazing energy.

It was this battle that led to the complete defeat of Ghost City in the war with the Kingdom of Cormyr, and finally embarked on the road to destruction.

It turns out that in the eyes of these real great arcane masters, Telamant Tanshur, who bowed to Shar, had long been labeled with shameful labels such as "traitor", "dagger", and "god's lackey".

A true Netherese would be like the great arcanist Cronomanthir, who would rather die from serious injuries than accept any divine treatment.

Because this is the spiritual core that makes Netheril strong and prosperous, and it is the most important and sacred foundation of the entire civilization that cannot be desecrated.

"Asshole! How dare you insult the great goddess of the night? Kill you! I will kill you now!"

When he heard someone insulting and blaspheming the gods he believed in, Kemoller suddenly became extremely angry and immediately began to attack.

Since no magical or arcane spells could be performed under the influence of the shimmering oil, the two heads and the three hands on the lower branches of the two thick arms quickly began to struggle together.

When Zuo Si saw this scene, he immediately smiled and reminded: "If I were you, I wouldn't have internal strife at this time.

Especially you, Kemoller.

do you know?

I actually have some issues with Shar, the goddess of the night.

So I suggest you be honest and don't arouse my resentment. otherwise……"

Having said this, Zuo Si paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his right hand to slightly interfere with the direction of the infestation of the shimmering oil.

moment!

A large amount of shimmering oil poured from the body of the Sarun spirit toward the head in the middle.

In just a few seconds, the shimmering oil spurted out of Kemoller's mouth, swallowed most of his head, and transformed it at an extremely fast speed.

The severe pain immediately made the fanatical believer start struggling, roaring, and wailing.

When the infection temporarily stopped under Zuo Si's control, he immediately lay on the ground and gasped for air as if he was weak. The eyes located on the three palms showed fear.

"Bah! You deserve it!"

Agatha spat at her nemesis, her tone full of schadenfreude.

Compared with these two guys, Felin Demon Kui Varis seemed much more rational and calm. He raised his head and asked: "You already know the truth of the whole matter, what are you going to do with us now?"

"Hmm - let me think."

Zuo Si touched his chin and thought for a moment, then pursed his lips and suggested, "If you don't mind, can I invite you to be my entourage?"

"Servant? You want me to serve you and become your servant!"

Agatha's voice suddenly rose an octave.

As a great arcanist in the era of Netheril, this guy obviously has pride and self-esteem that are different from ordinary people, otherwise he would not rather die together than bow to Shar and go to the shadow plane.

“No, no, no, not a servant, but a partner.

If I remember correctly, what the Grand Arcanists of your time desired was to explore the truth of the universe, right?

What if I could provide endless knowledge and research topics? "

With that said, Zuo Si opened the door of this secret stronghold and showed the other party the Mirrodin time and space filled with metal, as well as the five suns hanging in the sky representing different attributes of mana.

Agatha was instantly stunned by what she saw!

She realized almost instantly that this was not the Faerûn continent she was familiar with at all, nor was it even the crystal wall system where the planet Toril was located.

"Where is this?!"

The Grand Arcanist asked in a slightly excited tone.

"Mirrodin, a world made entirely of metal elements. How about it? Has it aroused your interest in research?" Zuo Si asked with a half-smile.

Agatha nodded immediately: "Of course! This world is so interesting. I am very curious about how those weird creatures survive in this world full of metal, and how do they reproduce?"

"If you are willing to become my follower, then I can not only let you stay in Mirrodin and engage in various researches to your heart's content.

And it can also take you to other more incredible times and spaces.

To be precise, I can satisfy all your curiosity and pursuit of knowledge and truth.

The most important thing is that I can help you extract the other two guys from the body of this Saren spirit, making you the sole controller of the [Shadow Energy Core]. "

When saying these words, Zuo Si's tone revealed unabashed temptation.

Because he knew that no great arcanist in Netheril could resist such temptation.

After all, as early as the Golden Age to the Age of Discovery, the Netherese had already left their home planet and began to explore the universe where the Crystal Wall System was located, and explore other inner and outer planes.

So the curiosity and thirst for knowledge of these guys are absolutely top-notch.

"make a deal!"

Agatha finally gave a positive answer after hesitating for a long time.

She was really fed up with the torture of sharing a body with her enemy, otherwise she wouldn't have become so hysterical and crazy.

Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction, and then asked Felin Demon Kui Varis: "What about you? Are you willing to be my follower?"

"Can you help me restore my original body?" Varis cautiously asked.

"Yes. But I don't want to do that. Instead, I intend to give you a brand new body, but retain all your abilities as a phaerinn. Of course, you are free to choose the race, gender and appearance of your new body."

Zuo Si calmly expressed his thoughts.

There is no other reason than that I simply feel that the appearance of creatures like the Felin Demon Sunflower is too abstract, too ugly, and too weird.

He would rather face a beholder or a mind flayer all day long than have a phaerinn wandering around him.

But Varis didn't think so and immediately questioned: "You want to completely cut off the connection between me and the ethnic group?"

“Since your soul was stuffed into the body of this Saren spirit, the relationship between you and your tribe has been completely severed.

So now, what else do you miss about the past?

Why not start over with a different identity?

Don't forget that I am in control now, not you.

The only thing you can do is make a simple choice between death and survival.

It's not difficult, right?

Now, tell me what your answer is..."

Zuo Si slowly raised his right hand, grabbed the head controlled by Kemoller, and directly guided the shimmering oil into the brain of this Shar fanatic believer.

The latter was completely swallowed up by Shuoyou before he could make any reaction.

His soul was pulled out on the spot and stuffed into a gem shining with black and purple light.

In the face of such a terrifying sight, Varis fully demonstrated his racial nature - selfishness, and agreed to become a follower without saying a word.

Of course, his inner plan is to pretend to surrender first, and then betray or run away when the opportunity arises later.

But it's a pity that Felin Mokui didn't know that this "follower" didn't mean it literally, but turned into a card that was 100% loyal to the planeswalker.

In this way, Zuo Si easily lowered the two people's vigilance, first extracted Varis's soul, and stuffed it into an elf shaped by magic.

Then activate the power of the spark to make the Grand Arcanist and the Flynn Demon Sun into a follower card respectively.

After the production was completed, it was discovered that Agatha actually had a total arcane casting level of LV33, and Varis even had a warlock casting level of LV35.

Especially after fusing the former with [Shadow Energy Core], its arcane spell casting level has directly climbed to LV37, and it has almost unlimited spell casting ability.

Although the latter is slightly inferior in comparison, Felin Demon Kui's ability to absorb magic and life is also quite difficult to deal with.

Any spellcaster who fights it needs to be careful about being drained of the magic they are releasing and their spare spell slots.

At the same time, any spell cast by the Phaeling Magic Sunflower does not require language, movement, or casting materials, and it is almost instantaneous from the start.

If combined with some metamagic techniques that enhance the power of spells, you can often give huge surprises to enemies who are not fully prepared in an instant.