Lord of the Divine Show

"Modo Mantra..."

On the second floor of the bar, in a secret room.

Zhong Shenxiu opened Julie's thank you gift, a mantra written in the ancient Sumerian language.

It is the predecessor of Mesoemia, but it has undergone tremendous changes during its long history. It is impossible to master it without special study.

But Zhong Shenxiu just took a dictionary, looked through it at random, and added a few Tianxiu points to completely master this ancient language.

"The sign of an 'excellent person' is that he can perform nameless arts!"

Zhong Shenxiu mobilized her spirituality and sensed the mysterious spiritual world.

"Without the involvement of spirituality, any mantra is just a meaningless, complicated and awkward text..."

"But if there is spiritual involvement, even if it is in Mesoemia language, there is no need to recite a spell, as long as the spirit world can be mobilized to respond, the spell can still be formed... but the effect is very chaotic."

"To put it simply, the role of ancient magic spells is to slightly limit the possibility of chaos, such as minimizing the occurrence of negative curses on oneself, and playing a role in protecting the caster, that's all..."

"With the development of mysticism to the present, those schools have used the power of the great existence to define the curse for the second time. Although the infinite possibilities of the future have been condensed into one, it has also become safer."

There was a smile on Zhong Shenxiu's lips, but she did not follow Julie's instructions to prepare for the ritual of praying to the Lord of Black Blood.

In fact, he didn't want to do it at all.

'Although the extraordinary path in this life has the possibility of immortality, it is not free...'

'To prevent accidents, I'd better not attract the attention of any god...'

'And...I don't need to pray for the power of gods. I can directly use the characteristics of [Herder] to help me define chaotic spirituality...'

Thinking of this, he began to recite the Modo mantra in the ancient Sumerian language.

Complex and difficult-to-pronounce syllables, accompanied by a deep voice, rippled back and forth in the secret room.

Zhong Shenxiu mobilized her own spirituality and sensed the spiritual world, and received an inexplicable response.

He felt that a chaotic and nameless power was coming, and it was about to merge with his spirituality and turn into a nameless magic effect full of uncertainty.

But at this moment, in a point in his body that seemed to not exist, the characteristics of the "Herder" began to affect him.

The originally disordered and chaotic spirituality was suddenly defined and turned into a spell.

Buzz!

Invisible ripples spread out, sweeping everything in front of them, but causing no movement at all.

‘The nameless technique—soul harvesting? ! ’

Zhong Shenxiu's eyes lit up, and he already understood the effect of this nameless technique: "Turn the spirit into a sharp blade and directly attack the opponent's soul! With my spiritual strength at this time, even the 'Excellent' will be seriously injured or even die directly. ?”

This is a very excellent nameless technique.

If it were Julie, she would probably be ecstatic to ask for the power of Ouroboros to define it.

From now on, the Modo Spell will only have the effect of soul harvesting in Julie's hands.

But Zhong Shenxiu is different.

He thought for a while and recited the Modo Mantra again.

Spirituality gushes out and turns into an invisible link.

"Spiritual body link? Spiritual body bridge? This effect seems to not only allow me to talk to my companions, but also transfer some of my own pollution or spiritual world projections to drive people crazy?"

By the time of the third test, the Modo mantra suddenly turned into a soul-enslaving effect.

…

After some attempts, Zhong Shenxiu rubbed his stinging temples, mixed himself a cup of heavenly drink, slowly tasted it, and restored his spirituality.

"Well, because of the protection of the spell and the definition of [Herder], my use of the Modo spell will not have negative effects on myself, and it will randomly evolve among some of the abilities mastered by [Herder]... …”

The reason why it is random is of course because he cannot use the power of the Lord of Black Blood to completely define the spell.

"It looks like... I can pretend to be half a 'Crazy Mage' in the future?"

"In fact, I have cut off most of the possibilities of magic spells. Those crazy mages who have no protection and accept the power of chaotic spirituality are the real terrors. Every spell they cast has unlimited potential. Possibly, and I am limited to the category of [Herder]. Apart from safety, there is nothing else worthy of praise..."

After the break, Zhong Shenxiu walked out of the secret room.

At the door of the office, Scarface seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Boss!"

He saw Zhong Shenxiu walking out of the office and bowed respectfully: "After annexing the Lake family's business, the Notting Hill family launched another war against the Gambina organization tonight! Cynthini is about to take control of the entire Byron The dark forces in the city..."

"Only limited to the mortal level." Zhong Shenxiu added.

"I think as long as they have enough spiritual wine, they can completely control the darkness. I just got the news. It comes from James. Gambina's organization has been ready for a long time and invited two mysterious people. But in tonight's battle Still a huge defeat, one mysterious man was shot to death on the spot, and the other was wounded and escaped!" Scarface showed a ferocious smile: "As long as we have wine and guns, we can kill anyone!"

"Put away your arrogance and conceit!"

Zhong Shenxiu frowned and watched Scarface lower his head respectfully, knowing that although he was loyal to him and maintained his authority, he was still somewhat disapproving of the mysterious man.

Their previous strong records have greatly fueled their pride, and this is not a good thing.

"Pairing spiritual wine with firearms may be able to kill some low-level Beyonders, but it's not absolutely..." Zhong Shenxiu shook his head and sighed.

At least, an 'excellent person' like him who has mastered the nameless soul-like technique can ignore the protection of spiritual wine with a high probability and bring terror to ordinary gunmen.

As for higher-level mysterious people, there is a high probability that they can break through the protection of spiritual wine just by relying on the spiritual pressure brought by their own spirituality.

After all, the so-called cold blood is just a mysterious apprentice-level potion with limited protective power.

"If you continue to maintain this mentality, you will definitely suffer a big loss."

Zhong Shenxiu finally reminded.

"One more thing, boss, Cincinni sent a request, hoping to continue doing the spirit wine business..." Scarface looked solemn and changed the subject.

"What is he willing to give?"

Zhong Shenxiu asked curiously.

"Five bars controlled by the Lake family!"

Scarface replied.

"Sure enough, it has expanded... Tell him that I need to control the entire private wine business in Byron City, otherwise he will not want to get a drop of spiritual wine from me in the future!"

A playful smile appeared on Zhong Shenxiu's lips.