American comics: Incredible comprehension, hand-crafted forbidden spells

The teacup in Gu Yi's hand stopped in mid-air, and the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

All things considered, this kid has only been in Kamar-Taj for less than a month, yet creating his own spells is something that happens only once in a thousand years, and it's as easy for him as drinking water.

"What nonsense have you come up with this time?"

Gu Yi put down her teacup and asked, trying to appear calm, but her eyes clearly showed a hint of curiosity and wariness.

She was wary because Lin Jie's self-created spells were always incredibly sinister, and who knew what deadly thing he might be up to this time.

Lin Jie scratched the back of his head and said innocently, "Actually, it's nothing. I just modified the previous 'Hoggus Ancient Body' and wanted to add some spiritual suggestion to make it a kind of magic with a blessing effect. I just wanted to test it out and see if it could make people feel better."

Wishing for good results?

Makes you feel better?

Gu Yi raised an eyebrow.

It sounds like a good spell for self-cultivation, unlike the violent spell it used to be.

"Now that we've figured it out, let's find someone to give it a try."

Gu Yi shook her small fan and glanced around the courtyard.

Skillful.

Outside the main hall, Mordo, his face dark, strode over, carrying his demon-slaying staff. He seemed to be there to report on the damage Thor had caused to the arena.

Gu Yi rolled her eyes and pointed her fan towards the door: "Perfect timing, your eldest brother is here. He's been in a bad mood these past few days because of you. Use your new spell to 'bless' him and let me see the effect."

Lin Jie was secretly delighted when he saw it was Mo Du.

This old-fashioned man always has a stern face and scolds people; using him as a guinea pig is the perfect solution.

"Okay, Master!"

Lin Jie was eager to try.

Modu had just crossed the threshold and hadn't even had a chance to speak when he saw Lin Jie suddenly turn around and give him a bright, even somewhat eerie, smile.

Modu's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition instantly swept through his body.

"Lin Jie! What do you think you're doing?!"

Modu instinctively gripped the demon-slaying staff and took a half-step back.

Without saying a word, Lin Jie raised his right hand and pointed at Mordo.

"In the ancient name of Oshutu, I bestow my blessing!"

Lin Jie shouted the incantation.

A soft pink light instantly flew from Lin Jie's fingertip, moving at great speed and directly entering Mo Du's brow.

Modu didn't even manage to dodge. He felt a "buzz" in his head and froze on the spot. The demon-slaying staff in his hand fell to the stone slab with a "clang".

Ancient One sat on the futon, leaning forward to carefully observe Mordo's reaction.

One second, two seconds, three seconds passed.

Modu's face, which was originally as black as the bottom of a pot, suddenly began to blush with an eerie red.

The muscles in his face twitched uncontrollably, and his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

Followed by.

Suddenly, Mordo covered his face with both hands, his shoulders heaving, and a delicate "Ouch!" came from his burly body.

That voice was so sweet and adorable, it gave me goosebumps.

Gu Yi has lived for hundreds of years and has seen all kinds of storms.

But today, she's really about to break down.

Who would believe that!

Modu, this burly man who was so extreme and old-fashioned, with a full beard, suddenly became so shy, and his mouth was full of reduplicated words!

The worst part is that Mordo just lightly tapped her shoulder with his rough, large fist!

This shy hammer blow.

It's absolutely soul-stirring!

Gu Yi barely managed to suppress the churning in her stomach, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Lin Jie." Gu Yi hurriedly took two steps back to create a safe distance. "When will he return to normal?"

Lin Jie: "..."

Lin Jie himself was also dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that the spell he made up, with the addition of the phrase "blessing thought," would completely change Mordo's personality!

Changing her personality is one thing, but she ended up becoming a soft and gentle girl!

Is this what they call a tough guy acting cute?

Lin Jie coughed twice, mentally estimated the magic power consumption in his body, and answered with a forced smile, "Master, about... thirty minutes."

Gu Yi was taken aback, then quickly grasped the key point: "So, you're saying you can now alter reality for thirty minutes?"

Lin Jie nodded honestly.

Gu Yi: "..."

At this moment, Gu Yi really didn't know whether to be happy or have a headache.

Lin Jie's ability to alter reality for thirty minutes is an absolute breakthrough in magic!

But... just thinking that Mordo would maintain this shy look for the next thirty minutes made Gu Yi's head throb.

At this moment, Wang, who was standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded.

He stood there stunned for a long time before finally mustering the courage to take a small step forward and tentatively ask, "Senior Brother, are you... are you alright?"

Mordo abruptly turned his head: "Oh dear, what's wrong with him! Your Majesty, you're so mean, how could you say that about him!"

After saying that, Mordo raised his fist, which was the size of a sandbag, and smashed it directly into the king's chest.

boom!

Wang groaned as he was hit, taking half a step back.

Wang, his face dark, gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Brother! Be a little more normal! Quickly use the magical energy within you to suppress this!"

"Ugh, I didn't want to!" Mordo said in his rough, hoarse voice, stamping his foot coyly. "But I couldn't control myself! It just suddenly turned out like this. I just couldn't help wanting to punch you in the chest with my little fists!"

Wang gasped, turned to the Ancient One, and asked expressionlessly, "Sorcerer Supreme, to be honest, I really want to beat up Senior Brother. What do you think?"

Gu Yi closed her eyes and rubbed her temples: "I have no objections."

You really can't blame Wang for resorting to violence.

Looking across the entire Kamar-Taj, who is the most serious, the most masculine, and the most upright?

Everyone would choose Mordo!

He's the senior disciple; he's in charge of all matters, big and small, in Kamar-Taj. He's usually stern and has more rules than anyone else.

And now?

A muscular man nearing fifty suddenly starts acting coquettishly in front of you.

They keep calling you "I hate you" and "I hate you," and they even have to hit you with their little fists!

All Wang wanted to do right now was punch Mordo in the bushy beard!

If it weren't for the fact that they were from the same school, he would have even brought out an Italian cannon to blast them.

"Brother Wang! You actually tried to hit me! How annoying! You're a bad person, I hate you! I don't like you anymore!"

Upon hearing that the king was going to hit him, Mordo instantly went into berserk mode.

He shouted as he swung his big fists, delivering a series of powerful blows to the king's chest.

This is supposed to be called "little fists"?!

Every punch he threw made a whooshing sound!

Not content with smashing it, Mordo suddenly lunged forward and grabbed the king's leg tightly.

A burly man weighing over 160 pounds was hanging on Wang's leg like a koala, and he was rubbing his stubble-covered face back and forth on Wang's trouser leg!

Wang's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he was on the verge of exploding.

Seeing this, the usually serious Ancient One took a deep breath and almost burst out laughing.

Fortunately, she had enough composure.

Gu Yi's lips curled slightly upwards, and with a wave of his hand, he immediately ordered, "Your Majesty, take your senior brother away immediately!"

king:"......"

He wanted to bring it too!

But Mordo was clinging tightly to his leg, his entire weight of over 160 pounds hanging on it, making him impossible to drag!

Others might whine for money, but when Modu does whine, he's asking for your life!

Wang sighed in despair and turned to the culprit: "Lin Jie, please. Use it on Mordo one more time and see if you can get him back."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jie waved his hands and backed away repeatedly: "No, no, no! If we mess this up again, it might not just be a few light punches to your chest..."

king:"......"

Could it be that it can conjure up a giant cleaver to cut into someone's chest?

Thinking about it carefully, this kid's magic is so strange, it's actually quite possible!

If Mordo were to use a knife to attack someone, Wang might not be able to defeat him.

Fine, I'll just have to bear with it.

"Master, we'll take our leave now."

Wang forced out a smile that looked more like a grimace and bowed to Gu Yi.

Then, like a dead pig dragging a Modu on his thigh, the king struggled to move out of the temple.

Outside the door, Mordo's voice rose and fell:

"Ouch! Brother Wang, you're hurting me!"

"Brother Wang, please help me think of a solution! I'm so embarrassed!"

Immediately following, came the king's furious roar of utter despair:

"Modu! Shut up! I'm warning you, don't call me Brother Wang again! I've put up with you for far too long!!!"

This earth-shattering roar was deafening.

The sound reached the open-air training grounds of Kamar-Taj, startling all the apprentices who were practicing, who all turned to look.

Upon seeing this, everyone was collectively dumbfounded.

Even Lucian, who usually has a stern and icy expression, was stunned.

Mordo clung tightly to the king's leg, dragging him along while wriggling and acting coquettishly, his greasy face rubbing against the leg.

The scene was so beautiful that it shattered the worldviews of all the apprentices.

Lucian hesitated for two seconds, then steeled himself and stepped forward, blocking the way: "Your Majesty, is Senior Brother possessed?"

The voice just fell.

Mordo suddenly sprang up from the king's lap.

He squeezed his knees together, forming an extremely awkward pigeon-toed stance. He clenched his fists in front of his chest, pouted, and took short, quick steps as he ran forward.

As she ran, she shouted, "Ugh! So many people are watching, I'm so embarrassed!"

Lucian: "..."

king:"......"

All the apprentices: "..."

crazy!

That's absolutely insane!

Is this Modu?

Is this the senior disciple they usually revere the most?!

Shy?

Dislike?

Running with your toes pointed inward?!

In an instant, the entire Kamar-Taj was completely thrown into disarray by the wind.

Everyone stared in disbelief as Mordo, with the demureness of a strong man, swayed and staggered all the way back to his residence.

Wang stood there, letting out a long sigh of utter despair.

"It's over. By the time Senior Brother wakes up, he'll probably be wishing he were dead."