Listening to him utter the name of this ancient forbidden curse that he himself did not recognize, he also tentatively asked, "Do you know this spell?"
Mushroomhead nodded and said, "Hmm...I happened to see it in an ancient book."
While speaking, he rested his chin on his hand and began to decipher, "But, it'll be difficult. It will take some time."
His childish face was devoid of any complexities or hidden machinations, as pure as a blank sheet of paper.
Watching this, Reuel Bible heaved a long sigh.
This sigh seemed to carry the regret of half of his lifetime.
This sight...
What an extraordinarily talented young man.
Have I really grown old?
...
Meanwhile, outside the city in a ruined building,
Leonard Churchill was still fiddling with the feather ritual with several disciples of the Silver Moon Sect.
But suddenly, he felt a slight unease in his heart, as if some crisis was approaching.
At first, he thought he might have made some mistake and blown his cover.
