Omni-Magician

On the seventh floor of the Tower of Time, the Seven Saints were still trying to surround Ye Chui with their combined Absolute Domains. Ye Chui used Gloria's hair to form a protective circle so that the Absolute Domains of the Seven Saints could not harm him. There is Freya.

Maintaining the protective circle of hair does not require much energy, so the look of the leaves hanging inside the protective circle looks particularly leisurely...

There is no need to be hasty at this time.

He was lying on a recliner, with the magic keyboard floating in front of him. His fingers were tapping continuously, perfecting a powerful spell.

Freya was standing behind him, with a worried look on her face as she was doing some massage for him. She was just feeling a little nervous now and wanted to use the massage to relieve the tension in her heart.

Ye Chui was stuck here because he wanted to stand up for her, which made her feel a little guilty.

Something big was happening in the Matan Empire, and Ye Chui's existence was crucial. The thought of Ye Chui being unable to return in time due to her own reasons made her feel unspeakably worried.

"Don't worry..." Ye Chui, who was typing on the keyboard, suddenly stopped moving his fingers, as if he could feel Freya's strange mood - can you not feel it? The massage force of her fingers increased. Several times... Ye Chui smiled and turned to look at Freya, "I made this choice mainly because of my willfulness, and believe Debbie, nothing will happen if she stays in the imperial capital of Asia. And I also believe that Celty, Dakins, Alfia, Vivian, and Jarvis should all be rushing back at this time."

"But, the commander-in-chief and Bakahazi were all killed..." Freya was still a little worried. The Grand Commander and Bakahazi were two very important combat forces on their side, but the other party even wanted to kill them even if they destroyed a town.

This allowed Freya to understand the seriousness of the matter and the terror of the enemy.

Ye Chui's brows suddenly tightened, and he was naturally very worried about the situation in the Matan Empire and the life and death of Debbie and the others. The other party used such a large-scale effort to kill the commander-in-chief and Bakahazi. It was difficult to say how they would deal with Debbie and his party.

But similarly, Debbie and the others are no longer ordinary people. They have experienced so many dangers with him, and they have accepted some of the protagonist's halo. Ye Chui believes that nothing will happen to them easily.

It's urgent. We still need to solve the current problem.

Ye Chui put the magic keyboard into the space ring and looked at the Seven Saints with his eyes. In fact, with the power of the Seven Saints, if he wanted to kill Ye Chui and Freya, he could do it in an instant. This empty room on the seventh floor of the Tower of Time There seems to be some special magic circle inside. They can connect their powers into one, which makes up for the characteristics of the dark magic element fusion agent. However, they are determined to get the source of magic in Ye Chui's hands. They are unwilling to directly kill Ye Chui under the threat of fear. Instead, they want to kill Ye Chui. Into their absolute domain, under the powerful power of rules in the space domain, Ye Chui will obediently hand over the source of magic.

They had already understood some of the power of rules. Control of rules will be even stronger in the realm of absolutes.

And Ye Chui is now waiting for his virus spell to take effect and infect all seven of them.

The Seven Saints are not in a hurry. Over the years, the most important thing they lack is time. Their most powerful characteristic is patience, so they have to slowly grind it out with Ye Chui...

However, it seems that he is tired of this deadlock. One of the seven saints suddenly spoke at this time.

"I know something big has happened in the Matan Empire, and they need you." This is the oldest-looking one among the seven. His hair has fallen out, and his face is filled with wisdom or cunning. "How about we make a How about a deal? Give us the source of magic, and we can help you quell the civil strife in the Matan Empire."

"Do you think I'm so easy to fool?" Ye Chui sneered, "Do you think I would believe this kind of promise to deceive a child?"

"You can think that I'm lying to you, but my promise is a hope for you. You can bet on whether we will break our promise, otherwise... you know that you can't leave here, you absolutely There is no hope at all." The bald sage said with a sneer. He enjoyed the feeling of teasing his prey and confusing its will.

"I didn't just rely on luck to get where I am today. I never like gambling with little hope unless I have a sure chance of winning." Ye Chui said with the same sneer.

"Hmph!" One of the two female saints among the seven saints, a particularly ugly female saint, said in a sharp voice, "We can crush you to death at any time!"

"Yes, but you must use the absolute domain to trap us instead of crushing us directly with force, because you want the source of my magic. You are right, I have indeed obtained the source of magic." Ye Chui sneered. He said, with a movement of his hand, a strange golden object appeared. He said with a cold and arrogant look, "This is the source of magic."

The eyes of the seven saints all radiated light at the same time. They regard creation as their goal. To create the world, they must understand the origin of magic and know all the essence of magic. It is not enough to just understand and explore. Yes, they need the source of magic!

"Give it to me!" screamed the ugly saint.

"Since you are not beautiful at all, then you shouldn't think too much about your beauty." Ye Chui said mockingly, feeling secretly happy that he finally found a chance to say this line...

"You are seeking death!" The ugly female saint was furious. Her ugly appearance had always been a pain in his heart. She gritted her teeth and said, "I will skin you and peel you off!"

"Don't move. If you move, believe it or not, I will directly destroy the source of magic?" Ye Chui immediately pointed to the strange stone in his hand and said, "Although this is your home court, you still have an absolute advantage. With my power, , it’s easy to crush a stone in an instant.”

The bodies of the seven saints trembled at the same time, showing frightened expressions.

"Is this right..." Ye Chui nodded with a smile, then split the stone in his hand into two pieces with a "click" and handed half a piece to Freya, "Sichar's pastries are delicious. This kind of snack made with summer berries is the most delicious among delicious things, but unfortunately this is the only one left, Freya will give you half a piece."

"Oh..." Freya took the half-drawn pastry nonchalantly.

Seven Saints: "..."

"You lied to us!"

"You humiliate us!"

"You're toying with us!"

The Seven Saints kept roaring.

Ye Chui: "...Is it your setting to repeat the same thing three times?"

Seven Saints: "..."

"You know the existence of the source of magic from the Demon King's words, and you are very convinced that I have obtained the source of magic, but you don't know what the source of magic looks like." Ye Chui took a bite of the pastry and smiled. He said very unkindly, "Then you can take a guess as to whether the thing I took out is the source of magic." After saying this, Ye Chui took out another thing that looked like a stone, with a look on his face. Tell the Seven Saints seriously, "This is the source of magic. I give it to you. Let us leave."

Seven Saints: "..."

"This is a gamble. Even if you use the Absolute Domain to trap Freya and me, the source of magic is not as huge as you think. It is only such a small piece, and it is very fragile. With my power, as long as I can Just buying even a thousandth of a second is enough for me to destroy the source of magic, so you can take a bet on whether this is the real source of magic." Ye Chui said with a playful look on his face. The gamble proposed by the bald saint just now was all returned to the seven saints.

Now that the expression on Ye Chui's face is clear, let's talk about it, come on, let's see who deserves a beating more! Are you qualified to compete with me?

The faces of the seven saints turned ugly and silent. They decided to ignore Ye Chui. They were just wasting time anyway, and they had plenty of time.

"Aren't you going to gamble anymore?"

Ye Chui shook his head with a disappointed look on his face, and with a click, he broke the black pastry in his hand into two halves and handed one half to Freya: "The pastries made from Xichar's black grapes are also very delicious, Freya." I'll give you half of it."

Seven Saints: "..."

Because of his personality that needs beating, they must make him look good!

Seeing the silence of the Seven Saints, Ye Chui breathed a sigh of relief. He put the black grape pastry into his mouth and ate a piece. The refreshing and sweet taste was very delicious, but Ye Chui was not in the mood to enjoy it.

Although time is precious, all he wants to do now is delay time and wait for his virus spell to take effect. As long as he leaves the Tower of Time, he can immediately return to the Matan Empire with the help of the super teleportation magic circle.

As for whether it will cause any trouble in the future, that is not something Ye Chui needs to consider for the time being. The Seven Saints of the Tower of Time also want to save face. They should not spread the disgraceful thing of designing and besieging him. Well, even if They probably wouldn't be too arrogant about what Ye Chui wanted to do from here. It was all a matter of face.

Time passed quietly like this.

Ye Chui sat leisurely on a comfortable recliner. From time to time, he would take out some cakes from the Lord of the Rings, showing that this was the source of magic, and then put it into his mouth to enjoy deliciously. , This is misleading. Of course, Ye Chui cannot have the source of magic, but all the insights about the source of magic are stored in his mind. By doing so, he is misleading the Seven Saints that he really has the source of magic in his hands. Magic item, and Leafdrop can destroy it at any time.

Let the Seven Saints not dare to act rashly.

Time passed slowly, and then at a certain moment, Ye Chui's eyes suddenly lit up.

"The virus spell is in place!"

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