"I still need the abilities of Mental Barrier, Mind Fortress, and the like."
Aemon nodded slightly, turned to the fallen angel beside him, and gave instructions: "Gather the Seven Evil Guards of Abyss City, I don't care what method you use, deliver what he needs within half an hour."
Fallen Angel-Phil bowed his head, his expression serious and said, "As you command!"
The next second, he directly tore open a teleportation gate, disappearing from Shawn's laboratory.
Shawn no longer paid attention to Aemon's presence.
He was now in a brainstorming state, needing to seize any trace of inspiration.
"The uncontrollable nature of those on the Casting Path is mainly due to mental pollution."
