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No, no, we have to get the "Heart of the Earth" as soon as possible.
In tomorrow's match, he must win the championship no matter what. Otherwise, he will have to use force to snatch it from the champion.
However, as the God of Light, since he had said that he would participate in the Truth Conference, he had to win the championship no matter what.
Wu Hui's heart moved slightly, and he subconsciously flipped through the memories left by the old God of Light, finding the content related to magic and reading it carefully.
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Before I knew it, the night had passed.
The next morning, Wu Hui woke up from bed and recalled what he had checked last night, feeling somewhat helpless.
The memories left by the old God of Light did not contain much about magic, and they were mostly derogatory and contemptuous remarks, with very little serious magic knowledge. It was obvious that the old God of Light really disliked magicians.
It's no wonder that during the years when the old God of Light ruled the plane of light, magicians were controlled to such an extent.
However, this also caused his plan to turn the tables by relying on the remaining memories of the old God of Light to fail.
Wu Hui frowned, "It seems that this road is blocked, I can only find another way~"
Of course there is a way.
His spiritual awareness was now powerful, and his memory and comprehension abilities were beyond the imagination of mortals. Although he had not yet reached the level of understanding everything he saw or heard, he could apply what he had learned to other areas. With the foundation for learning divine arts, it was not difficult for him to learn magic theories and magic spells.
The difficulty is that the Truth Conference is about to begin and he has no time.
Forget it~ Let's take it one step at a time. At worst, I can be shameless and use magic to get through.
Wu Hui stopped thinking about it. After getting out of bed and cheering himself up, he prepared to leave the Kingdom of God and return to Patrick Islands to attend the Truth Conference.
Just then, his eyes swept across the bedside table and suddenly stopped.
On his bedside table, there was a bronze ring lying in plain sight.
"Is that it?"
Wu Hui remembered this ring. He had pulled it off Daniel's finger, and it was the culprit that caused Daniel's cultivation to regress, because the Ringwraith inside was too noisy, so he sealed it away after taking it back to the Kingdom of God.
He just threw it aside at the time, and since then he had something else to do and never cared about it.
Seeing it now reminded him of something.
Seeing that there was still some time before the Truth Conference began, he stretched out his hand, summoned the ring, and removed the seal on it.
"Hey hey hey~~ You finally remembered me... Please! Don't seal me anymore, can't I just talk to you nicely..."
As soon as the seal was released, a gray-black shadow emerged from the ring, and an old voice collapsed and wailed.
Wu Hui's seal was not a simple seal. Under the divine seal, the ancient residual soul in the ring was completely imprisoned, unable to speak or move, but conscious, which was more torturous than torture. After being confined in the ring for a few days, this once arrogant old thing was on the verge of collapse.
Wu Hui laughed and couldn't help tapping the ring with his knuckles: "Do you know to keep a low profile now?"