As the white light contracted, a glow formed from a spatial barrier appeared in Dole's hand. Just like that, he had successfully captured an evil god.
Now that he had truly caught the evil god, Dole naturally sensed its origin—a powerful mind-body filled with chaos, evil, brutality, temptation, and the influence of a formidable will.
Dole raised a brow. Evil powers all seemed more or less the same. This thing was not much different from Great Black Heaven.
He immediately released his power, forming countless magic-rune arrays that wrapped around the will, preparing to take it back for study.
The spatial passage contracted, and Dole swiftly entered the world.
The moment he entered the world, two vast wills crossed space and descended outside the Wizard Tower.
Dole was very familiar with these two wills. One belonged to the Flame Parasol Tree, and the other to the Life Divine Tree. The two had come together; clearly, they had noticed Dole's actions.
Without another thought, Dole opened the Wizard Tower and let the two beings' wills enter. At the same time, his spiritual will returned.
Inside the laboratory, Dole opened his eyes. With a spread of his hand, a tightly sealed sphere of light appeared in his palm.
Within the sphere was a mass of chaotic black mist, as black as oil paint. It drifted about inside the orb, seemingly searching for flaws in the wizard array.
A smile appeared at the corner of Dole's mouth when he saw it.
This evil god's will was over a hundred times smaller than when he had first seen it—just right for research.
Everything seemed to have fallen into place perfectly. It truly was fate.
But as he thought it over, the smile vanished from his lips, and his brows furrowed into deep lines.
Everything