He felt tremendous pressure...

Find out the reason.

Except for the opponent seeing through his trump card at a glance.

He also vaguely judged through the [Weak Energy Stone] that the guy in front of him looked like a human being.

But the inner essence of the other party is something completely different from human beings and contains countless malicious things.

"Who are you? Or what are you?"

While asking my own questions.

Mishra also began to slowly retreat,

Be prepared to use your backup not far away and quickly implement an escape strategy.

Not paying attention to the other party's actions, Yawgmoth replied casually:

"It's really rude.

As the [God of Phyrexia], I should have sentenced you to death immediately.

But seeing that you are a capable junior, I will spare you the death penalty.

Just, you have to know.

Living sin is more difficult to escape..."

"Thank you very much."

After dealing with the other party with a few words of laughter,

Mishra, who successfully contacted his backhand, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when he was wondering whether he should take the opportunity to test a few words.

A sudden sharp pain.

But it came from his abdomen.

And attack Mishra's existence.

It is an artifact made by himself.

The next moment.

In Mishra's disbelieving eyes, several other artifacts cut off his hands and feet respectively.

In screams and despair.

Mishra just fell into a pool of blood with disbelief on his face.

Surrounded by many artifacts.

Looking at Mishra who was like a worm, squirming and struggling on the ground, Yawgmoth slowly stepped forward with a cruel smile on his face:

"No thanks.
Chapter completed!