A Pleasant Meeting

After helping Yogmoth ascend to the throne of God of Phyrexia,

Orsaga understood that the other party merely needed to proceed step by step, with nothing at all to worry about.

After remaining for a while to arrange all manner of matters, he directly chose to leave Phyrexia World.

Just as he had arrived without a sound, he departed without a trace of commotion.

He left behind only one unlucky fellow buried beneath all kinds of hidden schemes, struggling to develop himself.

As for Orsaga, he calmly continued his journey of wandering through this plane...

Several centuries later.

Orsaga was wandering casually through the interstices between worlds, amid endless aether.

After breaking through a Time and Space Storm, he suddenly spotted something rather interesting directly ahead of him.

It was a golden-yellow giant dragon, roughly five hundred meters long, its entire body seemingly forged from pure gold!

Although its size could not truly be considered enormous, Orsaga could clearly sense power within it that surpassed many worlds!

Merely while breathing casually, the faint wisps of golden-yellow Dragon Breath that involuntarily spilled from its nostrils and mouth directly scorched the surrounding space, continuously warping the environment around it!

It could be said that this golden dragon's strength was utterly beyond comparison with those giant creatures that possessed nothing but size!

Even in this region that could wear down all things, where even most Planeswalkers dared not linger too long, its presence remained as striking as a blazing sun!

At the same time Orsaga noticed it, within this chaotic region filled with flowing aether and devoid of living things, it too discovered Orsaga, who had made no effort to conceal himself.

In Orsaga's eyes, the other party was as conspicuous as a blazing sun constantly radiating boundless light and heat.

But