The news of the Evil God about to break the seal and escape lood over everyone's hearts like a cloud of sorrow, except for Zhang nglong, who seed relaxed and carefree.
Whenever he had nothing to do, he would either go back to Earth through the Super God Academy to check on his wife and kids or whimsically guide Drake's magical training.
After a while of contact, Drake practically beca Zhang nglong's number one fan. He learned more from Zhang nglong than he had in the past.
After several months, Zhang nglong had gathered all the materials he had requested. Although it cost the entire Dark Magicians' Association dearly to obtain them, compared to the threat posed by the Evil God, these costs seed insignificant.
Now, the most important thing was to prevent the revival of the Evil God.
"From today onwards, do not disturb ," Zhang nglong declared as he took the materials and dashed into a factory prepared just for him, ready to engage in round-the-clock research.
No one knew what Zhang nglong was doing inside, but from the intermittent magical fluctuations and crackling explosion sounds emanating from the factory, it wasn't hard to guess that Zhang nglong seed to be preparing so kind of weapon.
"Can he really do it?" Rubis still had his doubts.
Even though Zhang nglong displayed an endless stream of aces, could soone of his age and life level really deal with the Evil God? This question still left Rubis skeptical.
"Father, I think we should trust Brother Zhang," Drake said, "Brother Zhang is the most remarkable person I've ever t. Just think, he set up a Level Six Spirit Gathering Array in just a few hours and created a barrier in re minutes that could even trap a mid-level Great Magician."
"And now, he's been inside for so many days. What kind of surprise do you think he will bring us?"
"When you put it that way, there might be so sense to it. Now, we can only rely on him entirely."
A week later, Zhang nglong finally erged from the factory.
Once the dark magicians caught wind of the news, they flocked to the factory in droves, wanting to see what world-shaking weapon Zhang nglong had actually crafted.
But when Zhang nglong revealed his creation, everyone was dumbfounded.
Zhang nglong had crafted a batch of small, square boxes that resembled tal crates. The material used for these boxes was a rare tallic material, commonly used for creating Dao-level weapons. Acquiring these materials had cost them a fortune.
The small boxes were wrapped in colorful packaging, giving off an air of celebration, with bold letters on them—Boom Thunder.
Apart from these small boxes, there was sothing that looked like a tal rod, wrapped in similarly festive packaging, with the words "Two Kicks" on it.
Among these items, only the tal rods seed sowhat weapon-like.
After fiddling for days inside, was this all he ca up with, these unremarkable things?
"Brother Zhang, what are these things?"
"Fireworks!"
"Fireworks?"
"What? These things are just fireworks?"
All the dark magicians stared in disbelief.
After researching inside for so long, all he produced was a pile of fireworks?
In monetary terms alone, the value of this batch of materials had to be asured in Tianyuan's unit of "jing."
"Brother Zhang, what are you even implying? I don't understand."
"Think about it, the Evil God has been trapped for so long, and now that he might finally break the seal, he's got to be ecstatic, right?"
Drake nodded, "Are we supposed to celebrate his release with fireworks?"
Zhang nglong's theory left Drake in fits of laughter; this was definitely the strategy of a true fool. Here he was, ready to destroy the Dark Magician Association, to obliterate the entire Main World, and you wanted to welco him?
"Exactly," Zhang nglong said, "When he notices these fireworks, his attention will be distracted, and then we can seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack!"
"Unreal, we've brought in a fool."
"He thinks the Evil God's a fool?"
"Is he the Magicians' Association's spy?"
Zhang nglong's actions had many dark magicians cursing him profusely.
Even if there was such a sche, how could fireworks cost so much money?
"All right, everyone, make way, I need to paint now!" Zhang nglong pulled out a barrel of paint and a brush, though these paint buckets exuded a powerful magical aura.
"You... you made paint out of magical materials? That's a complete waste of resources!"
"Are you toying with us?"
So dark magicians, already hot-tempered, imdiately raised their wands at Zhang nglong.
"Do you trust ? If so, give space; if not, I'm leaving," Zhang nglong remained remarkably calm despite the people's aggression.
"Father..." At this mont, Drake had no idea how to defend Zhang nglong.
"Trust him!" Surprisingly, Rubis chose to place his faith in Zhang nglong at this mont. "Mr. Zhang is not an ordinary person; his thoughts might be beyond our understanding. Let's just wait for the final result."
"Madness! Everyone's gone mad!"
"Then when he cos out, we'll all die together!"
Even with Rubis's backing, it did little to sway the others. While they no longer harassed Zhang nglong, they continued to watch him with icy glances.
Zhang nglong grabbed the paint bucket and began to paint on the ground. No one noticed that as he painted, he made subtle adjustnts to the patterns.
Another week passed, and the huge formation had sohow transford into a massive , leaving the dark magicians on the brink of collapse.
Choosing to believe? Why did it feel like Zhang nglong was toying with them?
"Next, everyone just go back and wait!" Zhang nglong tossed the brush aside and walked away from the area.
As the days went by, Zhang nglong continued his routine of eating, drinking, and enjoying life. During this ti, he completed the refinent of Eino's magic crystals, using their massive energy to boost his life level to the Level Four Perfect Being!
The Dark Magicians' Association continued to dispatch people daily to monitor the Sealed Land, still hopeful that Zhang nglong had so ingenious trick up his sleeve that might lead to sothing miraculous happening during this ti.
But to their disappointnt, nothing extraordinary occurred, except for the cracks on the statue growing larger by the day.
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"Later, those chosen kids had an incredibly fierce battle with Frieza on Planet Nak, even shattering Hades, the King of the Underworld's, Holy Robe. With Luffy and others' help, they finally won the World Cup."
"Brother Zhang, your story is simply incredible," Drake exclaid, having never heard a story so thrilling before.
"If you like it, next ti, I'll tell you about the story of Gray Wolf and Snow White."
Just as Drake was wrapped in excitent, a dark magician entered their room.
"Young President, there's trouble," the dark magician said with a serious expression. "The power of the Evil God is getting out of control, and it's very likely the seal will break soon!"
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