Huo Yuhao scratched his head. It wasn't his fault—close combat was what he made his living off.
If he could, he also wanted to be a mage in the traditional sense: a minor noble during the pioneering phase, hiring people to build him a mage tower, then entering seclusion.
Once his cultivation was accomplished, he could take out the savings earned from selling magic potions, build a Great Mage Tower, and continue his secluded cultivation.
When he broke through to become a Magic God—he would build a Magic God Tower, stay inside it, and continue studying the supreme path of magic.
Yes, a great mage's life was just that simple and dull.
If proper mages didn't lack the money to keep buying magic books for research, who would go out with those hard-up heroes, rolling around in the mud every day to fight monsters?
Wouldn't it be better to stay in a mage tower and chew through a few more spellbooks?
Unfortunately, he had no right to choose such a comfortable path, just as the Mother of All Souls' oracle had said.
Conquer, bathe in blood, dance upon the blade's edge.
Return to this Soul Hunting Ground, throw himself into battle, and freely display everything tempered through blood and fire.
From this moment onward, gather every kind of power to his heart's content. Freely display Star's Power, just as the Outer God once had.
From the very beginning, he had been the chosen one.
Gathering all power to his heart's content was both the authority the Mother of All Souls had granted him and the trial she had bestowed upon him.
"Rest is over. Time to set out."
Wearing his helmet, Huo Yuhao looked toward Shrek City behind him and muttered to himself.
Bearing the expectations of so many people,