Gaia

Dominaria World

Dozens of kilometers beneath the Allied Headquarters.

In a dark, secret underground space.

More than twenty figures, differing in both attire and race, had gathered here.

Every one of them was a carefully selected powerhouse.

They were either seasoned Planeswalkers or powerful deities.

The artifacts they carried were all top-grade creations forged only after pooling countless resources.

Without exaggeration.

With the strength of this group, they could easily steamroll the vast majority of high-level worlds.

Yet now, their faces were almost all filled with difficulty, as though they were facing some colossal problem!

And in truth.

The problem they faced was far greater than the sky...

After all.

The average person here could tear apart the heavens with a casual gesture and sink continents.

After a moment of silence.

One of the Planeswalkers somewhat helplessly tried to offer his opinion.

"Are we really going to do this?"

His words were full of attempts to shirk responsibility.

But Kaisa nodded with certainty and said bluntly:

"Of course!"

"We no longer have the right to keep dragging this out..."

Upon hearing that.

The Planeswalker, who had been preparing to argue, saw his expression darken as well.

By this point.

Anyone with eyes could see that Yogmoth had already become nearly invincible.

Whether it was his incomparably powerful true body or the troops under his command that had slaughtered countless lives, the same was true of them all!

According to the information conveyed by Divination Spells, aside from those few legendary figures who vanished without a trace for tens of thousands of years at a time, there was practically no one who could be certain of defeating him!

"Our current plan is indeed extremely risky!"

"But as the God of Phyrexia, Phyrexia World is both Yogmoth's greatest strength and the source