"Moduo Spell..."
At the second floor of the bar, within a secretive chamber,
Zhong Shenxiu flipped open Julie's thank-you gift—a spell written in Ancient Sumerian.
It was the precursor to the Mesoamerican language, but with the long transformation of history, it had undergone massive changes and could not be mastered without specialized study.
However, Zhong Shenxiu merely held a dictionary and casually flipped through it once, adding two Heavenly Show Points, and he completely mastered this ancient language.
"The mark of the 'excellent ones' is being able to perform unnamed skills!"
Zhong Shenxiu mobilized his own spirit, sensing the ethereal Spirit Realm.
"Without the involvement of spirit, any magic spell is just a piece of meaningless, complicated text..."
