Theros Descends into Chaos

As a Planeswalker focused purely on White Mana, Elspeth's defensive and restorative abilities undoubtedly ranked among the best of the new generation of Planeswalkers.

Although she still could not compare to Gideon Jura, who could fully recover from any injury no matter how severe, she was certainly no fragile glass cannon that shattered at the slightest touch.

The spell cards she activated in an instant not only perfectly withstood an attack from a god of Theros, but also quickly steadied her body in midair. Then, stepping off the head of a massive statue, she leaped high once more, intending to drive the holy sword in her hand into the chest of the enormous evil god before her.

After being strengthened by Raymond many times, this weapon radiating blinding golden light was undoubtedly capable of harming a being like a god.

Moreover, her opponent was a Chaotic Evil god. When facing a weapon heavily inclined toward Lawful Good, he was bound to be greatly suppressed.

So when Xenagos's enormous hand came crashing down again, Elspeth gripped the sword hilt with both hands and charged straight at it.

The next second...

"Ah! Damn it! You actually dared to wound the great God of Revelry!"

Along with Xenagos's scream and furious curse, his palm was pierced at once, and vast amounts of Divine Blood flowed continuously from the wound, staining the ground red.

Though for a god of this world's size, this tiny wound was little more than a small bite from an insect.

The holy sword's surface, however, was wrapped in the purifying and exorcising properties of Innistrad's Moon Silver. The wound could not heal at all, and it constantly produced intense Pain and burning, as though he had been viciously stung by a venomous hornet.

Enraged, Xenagos raised the spear-staff in