Time flew by, and twenty days had already passed.
Delmar had been living under the same roof with Moros, who treated him as his most intimate disciple. Moros often praised Delmar’s exceptional talents in front of William, predicting that one day he would become the new deity of witchcraft.
William was almost fed up with it, especially since Poseidon had even cut his hair short and was sporting a slicked-back hairstyle, following Moros around, respectfully addressing him as ‘master’ and delighting Moros with his flattery, who in turn generously shared the secrets of witchcraft.
With the memory of the sea god Poseidon, Delmar’s already extraordinary learning ability was further enhanced under the personal guidance of Moros, a deity of witchcraft. Learning these witchcraft spells was a breeze for him.
So much so that within a week, Delmar had mastered over twenty kinds of witchcraft, bringing Moros to tears of joy.
Delmar had become the brightest star of the Soulmancer Academy. Lucien and Walker had once tried to challenge Delmar but ended up being thoroughly outclassed.
As for the other students, they dared not provoke him, and he had become the undisputed top dog of the academy.
That day, William was attending an advanced class on cosmic astrology in the main lecture hall, and Delmar, skipping Moros’ class, also came.
William, who preferred sitting alone in the last row, was joined by Delmar, who leaned in and whispered mysteriously, “William, do you know what really happened back then?”
“Which year are you referring to?” William had a hunch about what Delmar was implying, but he feigned ignorance.
“The calamity of the gods!” Delmar whispered. “In the Divine Realm, I discovered mysterious powerful beings secretly amassing forces, constantly destroying the spatial barriers of parallel dimensions and the Prime World.”
William, while listening to the lecture, turned to Delmar, “And then?”
Delmar spoke earnestly, “I suspect the one behind the calamity of the gods was that mysterious being. Who knows what he’s up to this time!”
William replied nonchalantly, “That’s none of my concern.”
“William, you’re wrong to say that,” Delmar said in a lowered voice. “I also found out that this mysterious figure has made pacts with many powerful beings in the Divine Realm. Those who have made pacts with him are known as the Pact-Bearers, and he is known as the Primordial Demon God. I once captured one of the Pact-Bearers and extracted his memories. Do you know what I discovered?”
William raised an eyebrow at him.
Delmar’s eyes widened as he said, “Those who have made pacts can gain a certain amount of power by killing non-pact individuals. If they kill another pact-bearer, they can obtain half of the victim’s power, while the other half goes to the Primordial Demon God. The soul energy of the slain pact-bearer also returns to the Primordial Demon God.”
“Do you realize what this means?” Delmar said through clenched teeth. “With the accumulation over tens of thousands of years, how powerful has that Primordial Demon God become?”
William laughed, amused by the idea that the entity he had expelled from his body in the Divine Realm had such a title.
So melodramatic!
Primordial Demon God?!
Hahaha!
William couldn’t help but laugh.
“You’re still laughing?” Delmar said. “I estimate that the ultimate goal of the Primordial Demon God is to merge the three thousand parallel dimensions back into the Prime World. Then, he will descend, conquer the world, and the whole world will plunge into slaughter!”
William’s smile remained as he said, “I’ve also discovered a secret.”
“Oh? Do tell!” Delmar looked at William curiously.
Delmar had always admired William, and they shared a good friendship. He knew William’s character well and understood that what he considered a secret must be something significant.
William said with a smile, “Have you noticed that kid, Lucien?”
Delmar nodded, “That child is extraordinarily talented. He’s destined for greatness!”
William continued, “Like him, there are about seventy others in the Prime World. There used to be over a hundred. Each time one of them dies, the others share and absorb that person’s soul energy, along with a mysterious power. I think, when only one of them is left, the Primordial Demon God you mentioned will possess that last individual’s body and descend into this world.”
Delmar was stunned, then frowned and said, “Are you suggesting that this is a necessary condition for the Primordial Demon God’s descent?”
William nodded, “It’s just a guess. I’ve been playing an Auto Chess game recently, and it seems the theory is something like that.”
“Auto Chess?” Delmar looked at William, puzzled.
William explained, “Three one-star characters can combine into a two-star character, and three two-stars can merge into a three-star. It’s probably similar to that.”
Delmar, feeling a bit dizzy from the explanation and not having played Auto Chess himself, just about grasped William’s meaning.
“So, you mean, as long as we protect those seventy or so individuals and prevent them from dying, even if only two are left alive, the Primordial Demon God won’t descend?” Delmar began to feel a bit excited.
Had they found a way to break the deadlock?
William nodded, “Theoretically, yes.”
These days, he had been researching the pact-bearers and the “Chosen Ones.” 𝘳.𝑐ℴ
Lucien and these other “Chosen Ones” possess the original power of the thing he expelled from his body. These powers, continuously merging, should eventually be able to resurrect.
Delmar talked about protecting these people from death?
William’s previous idea was to reduce their numbers to just one, not only refraining from stopping the process but even aiding it.
Just a rebirth, how powerful could that be?
But William also pondered another question: after that being’s rebirth, would he have to slap it into oblivion again?
Contemplating the potential future events, William felt everything was bland and uninteresting.
If every enemy could be defeated with a single blow, indeed, there’s no fun in that.
But regardless, these were not William’s concerns.
Whether or not there’s a rebirth, it didn’t matter much to William,he’d let Delmar and the others deal with it.
Or perhaps, even if that guy is resurrected, he will be made to live honestly as an ordinary person.
Either way works!
William felt indifferent about it,as long as it didn’t affect his normal life, anything was fine.
Delmar excitedly said, “This method is fantastic, truly worthy of you, finding the solution so quickly! I’m impressed!”
William smiled and replied, “It’s alright, but do you plan to protect them?”
“How can I protect them?” Delmar responded. “Let Zoey send people to guard them. My single strand of divine spirit can’t handle it all. Trying to break the Primordial Demon God’s setup with just a fragment of myself? That would be ridiculous, wouldn’t it?”
“So, what do you plan to do?” William was genuinely curious about Delmar’s approach.
Delmar began to smile and said, “Wait and see. Since he wants to merge the three thousand parallel worlds back into the Prime World, I’ll give him a hand. I’ll bring the Divine Realm down ahead of schedule. Then, we’ll have the major powers take care of those seventy or so individuals, keeping them all separated and imprisoned.”
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