The core rules of the dark dimension, Donnie has not moved, but has only been sealed in his soul.

He knew about the hard days of Domaum. Domaum, who occupied the dark dimension, was arrogant and invincible, but once he was grabbed by the soul, his demigod-level essence was completely exposed.

Donnie doesn't want to stay in a dark place in the dark dimension all his life. He wants to advance to level seven by himself, rather than relying on false external forces.

"The power of darkness is extremely evil, I don't allow you to touch such things!" Mo Du looked stubborn.

Donnie looked helpless: "How many times have I told you that the power of darkness is just a kind of countless powers, and the power itself doesn't matter whether it is right or wrong. And now Domaum is no longer our enemy. Could it be that we have won the war but lost the interests? We can't throw the dark dimension there, right?"

"Anyway, I will never allow it!" Mo Du said in a deep voice, "The Ancient Master has always taught us the powerful corrosion of dark power on the mind. I have fought with the black magicians for so long, and it is clear that it is. According to the strength you mentioned, even if you are at level 5, you may not be able to withstand the power of darkness. Even if there is a slight risk, I will never allow it!"

"Donnie, the ancient 1st master is not here, I am your temporary tutor. I will always supervise you and let you be a supreme wizard! You are the guardian of the earth, and you must not have the slightest mentality of luck!" Modu said louder and louder, and he seemed to be quarreling with Donnie again.

"Okay OK, I'm afraid of you. Unless I have no choice, I won't touch the dark dimension." Donnie sighed.

Modu then calmed down.

This scene has happened more than once.

Modu's sense of responsibility is really nothing to say. He has implemented the standards set by ancient Certificate without any compromise, and even at the beginning, he even made demands on Donnie's clothing.

He thought that the Supreme Saint should wear white clothes, but Donnie was wearing a wide black robe, and his whole body was shrouded in the shadows, like a pink man, and didn't look like a good person.

Although Donnie insisted on wearing a black hood in the end, Modu's stubbornness can be seen.

Donnie really didn't know how to explain to him the fact that Gu Yi was absorbing the power of darkness. For people like Modu, Gu Yi himself set the standard of death, but he took the lead in secretly overthrowing it. The sense of destruction brought by such a thing was too strong.

If he didn't pay attention, Donnie was really worried that Modu would become like Black Adam, treating all the mages on earth as the source of sin and trying his best to eliminate them.

"What are these books?" Donny changed the subject and pointed at the pile of books in front of him with a headache.

"As the Supreme Mage, you can only use the portal and a little time control technique of Kamataj's secret magic, which is too embarrassing. I will never allow the Supreme Mage to be like this," Modu said.

"But my combat method is to control the machinery! Secondly, it is to fight with close hands! Unless I really can't beat it, I will use a little time and space magic, which is completely enough!" Donnie's face was a little dark.

"But it's a matter of time for you to abandon the fighting style of mechanical control." Modu said, "Don't lie to me. In the year since defeating Domaum, you have spent all your limited time studying soul magic. You can turn away all the learning courses I have arranged for you. You want to create a complete life and have a clue, right?"

Donnie was silent for a moment and nodded. He had already achieved great results in his research on soul magic. The demigod was already qualified to touch the rules. He created souls and built Seboratan. In fact, it was possible to start.

"When you create complete lives and want to control them as dolls? Donnie, you know very well that the moment you give life is when you let go. Smart life, only life that can develop independently, can be considered a true smart life." Modu said.

Donnie looked at these books and sighed deeply: "I can't make all Transformers into life with a complete soul, I can't do it. So I will still retain the necessary Transformers troops... Forget it, why do I tell you this? I'll just learn it."

Donnie opened the first magic book and studied the magic spells above. This was a very complicated process, otherwise magicians would not be so rare.

Time passes little by little, and half a day passes by.

When Donny rubbed his dizzy head and yawned. This was strange. With Donny's physical strength and soul strength, he actually yawned.

In fact, Downey can stuff things into his mind even with the terrifying calculation power of the fire source, and remember things even in a cramming way. It is nothing more than just an interpretation. This process requires time and accumulation, and the loss of energy is amazing.

Moreover, what Downey is not studying basic magic, but some practical magic with great lethality.

"Is there any movement in Domaum?" Donnie took the time to ask Modu, who had always been by him.

"He was locked in a magic prison and was still yelling, but he didn't have any other small moves."

"Hey, I don't believe that the Dark Lord is so honest. That bastard is afraid that he is studying the prison magic array. I will exchange him a new magic array tomorrow!" Donnie sneered and continued to ask, "Wanda, Secret, where is Constantine?"

"Wanda is still in the library, and the secretarium is with her." When talking about the secretarium, Modu subconsciously frowned. When he thought of the secretarium's black magic, he felt a little disgusted. "As for Constantine, he just got the news, this time he stole two magic secret techniques and ran away again."

"Run again?! This bastard, scum!" Donnie gritted his teeth, "Where is his great summoning technique? Have you asked about the detailed spells and magic circles?"

"No, we haven't even asked one-third of the questions in a year." Modu also had a headache.

This guy Constantine has an amazingly good magical talent and a flexible mind, but his personality... is so damn bad. If you have the chance to get benefits, you will never be ruthless.

Selling teammates is simply a common occurrence.

"... Ask the king to catch the bastard back and lock it in prison, so that he and Domaum can be inmates." Donnie ordered.

The name of Zhakang is worthy of his name.

If it weren't for the great summoning technique in Zhakang's hand, Donny would have even slashed the bastard to death with one palm.

If you don’t contact Zhakang, you will never know how bad this guy is.

Detective Hell, I didn’t see where the gods were. But this shameless personality is comparable to the demons.

"Don't worry about him for now, Modu, prepare for the ceremony. I should see them in a year." Donnie slowly stood up with a serious expression.

Modu bent down slightly and left in a hurry.

Donny took a deep breath and adjusted his condition.

He wants to use a secret magic of Kama Taj to connect the source of magic in a spiritual way, which is what every supreme mage has to do.

Trinity... Emperor Weishan!
Chapter completed!