Abyss Demon of All Realms

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So, after thinking about it for a while.

Looking at the [Magic Inquisitors] who are commanding subordinates as numerous as ants in the distance, and constantly moving a large amount of materials into [Phyrexia World], Yawgmoth finally chose to give them time to grow on their own.

During this period of time when there is no opportunity to enter the [Dominaria World], it is equivalent to training soldiers.

Use the blood of other worlds to sharpen their character and strength...

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time flies.

300 years passed in a flash.

Hundreds of worlds were destroyed by [Phyrexian Worlds] during this time.

Supported by countless plundered resources.

First of all, as the [God of Phyrexia], Yawgmoth has become more than a little bit stronger than before in terms of strength.

And the forces under his command, in the [Sparkling Oil] trend of spreading the virus wherever they go, inevitably ushered in an exponential surge!

Although the vast majority of infected people are just useless garbage.

But under the huge amount of piles.

With that extremely small probability of successful evolution, many excellent finished products have been piled up without limit.

Among them, there are many existences that even Yawgmoth finds eye-catching!

At the same time, as their actions became more high-profile.

[Planeswalker], the sight of this world-class group of spellcasters was inevitably attracted to some of them.

Fortunately, because those [planes mages] are mostly passer-bys who are not very powerful.

Therefore, to Yawgmoth, the existence of those guys is more like a disgusting fly than a deadly threat, constantly holding him back.

Even if it can quickly infect indigenous life forms and even mechanical creations, it will continuously generate its own soldiers.

But those [planes mages] teleport behind themselves without restriction.

After coming over, the way of throwing a few large-scale spells and running away is true, so he has no countermeasures.

His logistics world will suffer a lot of losses every three days!

Also since then.

In order to deal with [Planeswalker]'s disgusting time and space teleportation ability.

Yawgmoth began to build some special tubular objects with strange shapes and intertwined in [Phyrexia World] to disrupt the space-time structure, so as to target [Planeswalker]'s space-time travel ability and prevent them from stealing from themselves. home strategy.

However, those conquered worlds are still somewhat powerless due to their different geographical environments.

I can only cultivate viruses in it as much as possible, and reversely disgust those [planes mages] who shuttle over.

this day.

Just when Yawgmoth was about to send reinforcements again to deal with the urgent battle situation in a certain world.

A special wave suddenly passed from the [Time Shuttle] to the depths of Yawgmoth's consciousness.

The words that he was arranging a war plan for his subordinates stopped immediately.

then.

There was a look of crazy joy on his face.

In [Dominaria World], the magic ritual that blocked him from entering it suddenly failed just now!

He clearly sensed this!

"Give up all the worlds you are conquering.

Make every effort to develop the owned world with residual value!

The Holy War is about to begin! "

In ecstasy.

Yawgmoth directly ordered his own orders to transcend the obstacles of countless time and space, and simultaneously reflected in the minds of hundreds of millions of subordinates.

Destroying the entire [Dominaria World], this has always been his long-cherished wish!

For this, he can do whatever it takes.

And in the distant [World Tree], Olshaga, who was thinking about the devil in the [Endless Storm Realm], also had a feeling at this moment.

Unlike Yawgmoth's joy, he frowned slightly.

'It's still a little bit hot...'

In this thought, he casually sent some messages to Emrakul and the others.

A very grand war.

It is very beneficial for them to spread the thing called [Moss of Evolution].

Just like the African region, which is plagued by disasters, it has never been picky about firearms and emergency medicines.

I believe that taking advantage of the catalysis of this battle.

The [Moss of Evolution] that has spread wildly will definitely give the natives of this plane a huge surprise in the future...

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Shortly after.

【World of Dominaria】

A figure that seemed to be a normal person appeared very abruptly on a rather old altar.

This is a specially prepared [Phyrexian], the biggest role is to carry out various spy missions and intelligence collection missions.

at the moment.

By coordinating the consciousness of oneself and the other party.

Yawgmoth directly took over the body remotely.

Under the effect of dark vision, the originally extremely dark surroundings did not cause him any trouble at all.

Looking around at the old ruins that have been corroded by a long time, they still retain a large number of original scenes.

Inexplicably, a little melancholy emerged from Yawgmoth's cold and sick heart.

before a long time.

This was once one of the main cities of the entire [Solan] race.

Yawgmoth, who was only a Thran at the time.

He used to be a member of this place, and he even served as the ruler here.

And now.

This place has long lost its glory of the past, and has become a dark underground relic.

After thinking about it for a while.

Yawgmoth's eyes gradually turned to a certain area not far from the altar.

It was a special ceremony.

However, there are two vacancies in the most central area of ​​the ceremony right now.

Look at the dust on it and the fairly new footprints around it, as well as some abandoned tools.

Yawgmoth immediately and roughly judged the actual situation.

A few lucky or unlucky guys found this place while excavating the ruins.

Then, in an act like digging for a treasure, the core components that played a vital role in the ceremony were taken away.

Only then did he create an opportunity to enter the [Dominaria World] again.

"Rebecca, it seems fate is on my side..."

Chapter 665: [World of Dominaria]

【Garridlow City】

This is a small and medium-sized city located in a remote desert area.

The total population is about 20.

It is characterized by a sense of desolation.

First, there is no special culture, second, there are no special products that can be sold, and third, there are no people from far and near civilizations.

However, despite being very poor now.

The land is also extremely barren.

Except for the golden yellow sand all over the sky, there is basically nothing.

But thousands of years ago, this place was once rich.

At that time, this place was the gathering place of a group called [Solan].

Mastering a large amount of advanced artifact manufacturing technology and advanced energy technology, it is said that they not only ruled this land that was not barren at that time, but also had a great reputation in the entire [Dominaria World]!

at this time.

Even if the civilization they created has already been destroyed for some reason.

Even this ancient land was polluted by inexplicable forces.

But their glorious civilization still left behind many useful treasures.

Although those treasures, in their heyday, may have been just a little commonplace...

But for ordinary people, it is also a precious good thing.

This directly led to the constant stream of treasure hunters coming from all directions.

It is precisely because of this.

With a large number of garbage guys with the mentality of picking up treasures joining in one after another, this ghostly place full of sand, where you can’t find a toilet after eating shit, will still have a city with a population of 20, not without a dog. ...

After returning to the city with the treasure he dug out with so much hard work.

The boy named Urza said to his younger brother with an extremely excited expression:

"We must have found something good during the excavation this time! It looks like no one has been to that place for many years!"

His younger brother, Mishra, expressed serious doubts:

"What we got, it's not even jewelry, it's just a bunch of strange things, are they really worth it?"

These words immediately made Urza, who was very confident, a little afraid to speak too much.

"...Uh...Never mind, it should be worth a little money no matter what."

【Carlos Cave】.

This is the relic they excavated before, and it was called by the outside world.

From the appearance point of view, it is a large continuous group of dilapidated buildings.

degree of damage.

Probably only a little foundation left.

There are not even a few pieces of dilapidated bricks and tiles left.

Miserable, just one word!

It is said that at the beginning, even if the [Solan] were destroyed.

There is also a little left over there.

But after being dug up and down for thousands of years by trash guys, let alone a mere relic, even if it is a mine, it can be dug into a sinkhole!

then.

Unfortunately, that place has become what it is now.