Tick, tick, tick...
As blood dripped from his wounds, Ugin finally began to feel an unprecedented weakness after the long battle.
Especially Bhaal, the God of Murder, who had been made into an Immortal Dread God—every attack he launched carried a terrifying blood-draining effect.
And in a world where magic existed, blood represented nothing less than life force.
So although Ugin could constantly convert energy into matter to repair his damaged body and replenish lost blood, restoring that life force was not so easy. At the very least, he needed suitable healing magic or potions with restorative effects.
Unfortunately, most of those things had been exhausted in his previous battle with Nicol Bolas, and all his important Planeswalker cards were still on cooldown.
That was why Raymond had chosen to strike now.
Taking your life while you were sick, kicking someone when they were down—those were his favorite things.
Worse still, he had no sense of honor and was staging a "righteous group beating," with not even the slightest intention of following the rules of a Planeswalker duel.
While dealing with the multiple heads of Raymond's Dragon form, Ugin also had to divide his attention to guard against sneak attacks from Isadora, the Elder Brain, and Bhaal, the God of Murder.
Ever since his birth, he had always been the one plotting against others. This was the first time someone had plotted against him so meticulously.
Even Nicol Bolas had relied only on brute force to kill him, never gaining even the slightest advantage over him intellectually or mentally.
The former's plans had even been sabotaged and disrupted by Ugin several times.
Especially the Immortal Sun. It had originally been created to imprison Nicol Bolas in some time and space forever, preventing him from ever coming out to wreak havoc