Marvel: All those years I lived with the Lord

Chapter 163 "The Demon of Good Luck"!

"Holy Lord, my patience has its limits. Do you really think that I don't dare to do anything to you?"

Facing Li Ang's threat, the Holy Lord still looked lifeless and continued in a hoarse voice:

"The gate to hell connected to the Pangu Treasure Box has been closed forever. If we were still in the previous world, it would be impossible to open the gate to hell again. Unless you have power comparable to or even surpassing the immortal gods, everything will be in vain. "

Li Ang couldn't help curling his lips when he heard this. Nonsense, if he really had such a great ability, why would he waste his energy on coveting the power of the eight demons? Not to mention that if he made a slight mistake, it wouldn't just be as simple as falling short. Those classics There are too many examples in the records of being back-bitten by demons.

What's more, if he really has such a powerful power, wouldn't it be better to just accept you eight demons as his lackeys?

"Holy Master, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Li Ang's impatient voice made the Holy Master pause, and then he said slowly:

"In the last world, we could not open the door to the hell space again no matter what, but in this different world, this strange world, it just gives us a chance."

"Is it just a chance? Holy Master."

Li Ang asked with a slight frown, but the Holy Master sneered and said unceremoniously:

"Li Ang, what kind of existence do you think you are facing? That is the Immortal Tomorrow General who sealed our eight demons together in the hell space. You have no idea what kind of power that is. As the former rulers of the world, we... snort……"

As if recalling some bad memories, the Holy Master snorted disdainfully and stopped talking.

Li Ang thought for a while and then asked:

"Tell me, what else do you need, Holy Lord?"

"Hehe~"

The Holy Lord looked at the indifferent Li Ang in front of him and explained in a low voice:

"This world is a little too far away from the world we used to have. When I first arrived in this world, I wanted to connect to my evil dragon army and discovered this. If you want to lead a great demon here, you first need a force. A very powerful force, enough to tear apart the dimensions of space and connect to the power of hell.”

"I……"

Li Ang wanted to say something, but the Holy Lord stopped him before he started:

"Don't imagine that you can rely only on yourself, forcibly tear apart the dimensional space and connect to another world. Even I will go all out, but for you... Li Ang, although your achievements and magic have surpassed most people, but You are just a mortal after all."

Naked racial discrimination, Mud, this old dragon is really not polite at all. Maybe this is the last bit of stubbornness he has left!

"Holy Lord, can't that be all you said? If I really have such great power, what use would I have for you?"

Facing the tough-talking Holy Lord, Li Ang said coldly.

"Of course, but Li Ang, you have forgotten that you and I are not only the agents of the world's rules now, we also have another identity - wizards."

The Holy Lord looked at Li Ang and said meaningfully:

"And isn't our practice and understanding of magic meant to help us shorten the distance between these impossible things? We are the controllers of our thinking, and understanding the mysteries of the universe is not about turning it into our own power. ?”

Faced with the preaching words of the Holy Lord, Li Ang remained silent on the surface, but in his heart he couldn't help but roll his eyes. This old dragon was really stubborn and would chatter unceremoniously whenever he got the chance. But now he is the authority, so there is no problem in tolerating him for a while.

"Although I can't completely solve your conditions, I can use magic to shorten the gap, but there is a prerequisite here, and that is a sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice, you are right! Holy Master."

Li Ang instantly recalled some unfriendly evil rituals in his mind, but the Holy Lord seemed to see Li Ang's thoughts and said with some disdain:

"You underestimate us too much, Li Ang; what do you think we are, those third-rate evil gods who rely on blood sacrifices and souls? We ourselves are the embodiment of the rules of the world, and all our thoughts and ideas are arbitrary. We can do whatever we want, We will never be bound by something, we are the real gods..."

"But even though you are so powerful, you still lost the war with the immortal gods. The collective was sealed in the hell space, and you, the Holy Lord, were repeatedly ravaged by the two great mages, Lope and Dad. Have you forgotten all these memories?"

Facing the Holy Lord who was becoming more and more obsessed with recalling the glory of the past, Li Ang unceremoniously shattered his illusions with reality and examples, and made this old dragon wake up.

The Holy Lord was immediately silenced by Li Ang and looked at Li Ang in front of him angrily. Sure enough, these righteous wizards still made people so angry, especially the guy in front of him, who was ruthlessly shattering illusions at this time.

However, the Holy Master could only curse in his heart, but he knew that the wizard in front of him could do anything.

"Li Ang, you still need tokens related to my brothers and sisters. When the door to hell opens again, their breath contaminated by those tokens will guide them to come to this world. As for the rest, leave it to them."

"Give it to them?"

Li Ang asked doubtfully.

"Haha, Li Ang, you are still like this."

The Holy Lord's deep laughter made Li Ang frown involuntarily, and Old Long chuckled:

"Although we are sealed by the immortal gods, it does not mean that we are helpless prisoners. If it were not for that damn hell space, do you think I would be reduced to this? As long as the hell door is opened and reopened, my brothers and sisters will naturally not If they miss this opportunity, they will find their own way to get here."

"However, what you should consider now is where to search for those tokens. This is not the original world, haha..."

The Holy Lord couldn't help but laugh proudly, but before he laughed a few times, the "Lotus Bud", "Drum", "Folding Fan", and "Casanette" flashing with green light appeared one after another in front of Li Ang. "...and eight items that are extremely familiar to him. Of course, the "sword" that he hates most is definitely among them.

These are the tokens handed down from the eight immortal gods who fought with them. These tokens are naturally contaminated with the evil energy of their eight demons.

Feeling the aura emanating from the divine tokens arranged in front of him, the Holy Master couldn't help but frown deeply. This magical aura that seemed to be naturally restraining him made him unable to help but recall some bad things. Memories, memories that he never wanted to think about again.

The Holy Lord looked at Li Ang again, and at the young human wizard in front of him. From the first time they met, he felt that the other person was shrouded in mystery, and now it was even more mysterious. confused.

However, the only thing he can be sure of now is that Li Ang's somewhat ridiculous idea may really come true. Even the Holy Lord, who has always been a "brother, friend and brother," couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Good luck to you, my brothers and sisters!!"

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