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Gu Yi said helplessly.

"Don't be too happy yet, although I do know how to master this kind of magic.

But I can only instill all the energy in my body into others, no more and no less.

Because they are all intertwined. "

Dubi was a little confused when he heard this.

Is there anything wrong with instilling it all?

As far as he knew, the spell of enlightenment was developed to transfer all the power to the next successor.

There is no such thing as a massive amount of energy that can overwhelm the next successor.

Seeing that Dubi still didn't understand what he meant, Gu Yi sighed and could only continue.

"I don't know how the outside world now spreads rumors about my family history.

But you have to know that no matter in the Middle Ages or now, except for the legendary wizard Merlin.

It is difficult for other pure mages to reach the level of the Dimension Demon God by relying on their own exploration of the path of magic. "

The smile on Dolby's face solidified again.

He seemed to be wondering how the powerful Mage Supreme Ancient One made his fortune.

From the expression on Dolby's face, Ancient One understood that he must have thought of it.

"You should really practice managing your expressions. Everything you're thinking can be seen on your face."

After teasing Du Bi's Sima face, Gu Yi took a sip of tea and continued.

“No matter how far a mage goes, he can never reach the level of a dimension demon.

Otherwise, Dormammu would not abandon his body, choose to inherit the dark space, and walk all the way to darkness.

This is a well-known thing.

I was still very weak at the time, but I was determined to change the harsh living environment of people at that time. "

Ancient One took a deep breath and looked at Dolby.

But her eyes seemed to have passed through him, through time and space, and looked at another person.

"Then a friend who was a jerk gave me an example of a guy named Constantine."

Ancient One continued in a nostalgic tone.

"He used a saying from his hometown to persuade me: 'A horse does not grow fat without night'.

Can you guess what advice this bastard gave me? "

Dube shook his head.

At this time, he could basically guess who the bastard that Master Gu Yi was talking about was.

If nothing else, it should be him before he lost his memory.

"He said that for a mage, the soul is the most valuable private property.

Because whether in heaven or hell, in the eyes of the dimensional demons in other dimensions, the soul of a mage with outstanding appearance is hard currency. "

"So his suggestion is..."

Dolby was amazed at "his" audacity.

Gu Yi raised his eyebrows and nodded.

"Exactly what you think.

That bastard made me sell my soul, and strongly suggested that I sell it a dozen or dozens of times at a time. "

"And you agreed?"

Dolby's face was full of disbelief, thinking that you are quite courageous.

Gu Yi widened his eyes, pretending to be angry, then returned to his smile and said.

"How could I agree so easily? I'm not crazy.

At first I thought what he said made sense, and then I thought about whether I could "sell" my soul to a more 'just' pantheon.

In other words, becoming the so-called 'Chosen One'.

But this proposal was rejected, and there was always some nonsense in his mouth that could convince me.

He said to me - you can't live without being crazy.

He said, 'You have to know that what you are going to fight is not an ordinary god from the earth, or even a simple dimensional demon.

But hell, heaven, countless gods, infinite dimensions, infinite powerful beings full of greed and malice towards the earth.

In an era where there is no place for heroes to survive, if you want to be the only hero who can turn the tide, you must do extraordinary things.

No matter how cunning the dimensional demons and gods are, they are always very arrogant when facing mortals.

So instead of becoming an ordinary chosen one with little power, it would be better to find a few worse 'villains' and sell your soul to them.

As long as things are done secretly enough, the soul's attraction to them will be strong enough.

Then they won't be discovered.

And when every villain wants your soul, but only one can get it.

That's where things get interesting.

Because before the soul is taken away, the villains who plot the soul have to decide the outcome among themselves.

And this process is precious 'development' time.

At first I thought this angel must be crazy.

After thinking about it carefully, I realized that although this idea seemed a bit unorthodox, it was actually very practical. "

"So you did that? Deceived those dimensional demons?"

Dubi was curious and anxious, even though he had not seen it with his own eyes.

But he could also imagine how dangerous the process would be.

The old man Gu Yi shrugged and said helplessly.

“Yeah, I actually did this crazy thing.

And I chose the most powerful ones among the dimensional demon gods to 'borrow' money.

For example, Mephisto, the great demon in hell, or Cytorak, the powerful crimson ruler...

I borrowed power from them, using my soul as collateral.

What's interesting is that after I signed a contract with dozens of dimensional demon gods and obtained a part of the magic power.

The first ones to attack were not the demon gods.

In other words, these demons discovered my little trick from the beginning, but didn't care.

Because they may have known very early on that dozens of powerful forces from different dimensions can really 'support' people to death.

But what these guys don't know is that as a 'crazy' human mage, I have a very powerful angel friend.

He gave me all the power in his body, including a lot of powerful authority.

His help helped me get through the 'dangerous period'.

But it’s not enough, far from enough!

Because I just passed through the dangerous period, but I couldn't really use the chaotic energy in my body.

At that time, I was like a hybrid energy bomb ready to explode at any time.

After despair, I even thought about committing suicide in hell and blowing up those damn devils.

But he stopped me.

I asked him, why did he spare no effort to help me, and why didn't he let me go to hell to 'commit suicide'? "

Dubi filled the old man's cup with tea, but the old man didn't drink it.

There was an expression on his face that Dolby couldn't describe, like he was laughing, but also like he was crying.

There is both pride and sadness.

“He told me he wanted to change the tragedy that had happened to me.

Change this sad world of 'cannibalism'.

Change this world that doesn’t even have League of Legends or Diablo III.

He said that gods and demons, including him, an angel, are not reliable.

The future of mankind should be controlled by mankind itself, not the so-called 'gods'.

He also said that a respectable mage should not die in a tragic plot killing.

That's why he wants me to become truly powerful...

He talked a lot that day.

Like a chatterbox, but also like cheering himself up.

Then, he... went to heaven and stole God's authority for me - omniscience and omnipotence! ! ! "