The panel exudes a more colorful and mysterious purple light than before.
Fang Cheng’s eyes flickered as he stared at the specific ability description of the new talent.
[Omniscient Language]
[Proficient in the language of any spiritual creature. Just listen to a complete conversation or read a simple line of text, and you can completely decipher and unlock it instantly with your strong instinct]
[Increases resistance to all negative language abilities such as curses, bewitches, and evil thoughts by 400%]
"Chi…"
Fang Cheng took a deep breath to calm down his somewhat excited mood.
This talent synthesized from language skills.
Although it cannot improve direct combat power, it will give him the greatest convenience in his future life and study, and there will be no obstacles to communicating with others.
Moreover, the adjective "spiritual creature" is even more imaginative…
The omniscient attribute is just like the ability possessed by gods.
The reason why it is rated as "epic" instead of "mythical".
It is probably because of the shortcomings in combat power.
However.
When the sight turns to the second ability of "omniscient language", this shortcoming is instantly gone.
Fang Cheng nodded slightly, his eyes revealing a more satisfied look.
In his fighting philosophy, fighting with the enemy has always been more than just focusing on attacking and seizing the initiative.
It is more necessary to stabilize the posture and take defensive measures to strike accurately.
The spell resistance described in the new talent should mainly come from the willpower blessing provided by the spiritual attribute.
Calculated based on his current basic attributes.
A 400% increase is equivalent to the spell resistance that can only be possessed by having more than 100 points of spiritual attributes.
Fang Cheng couldn’t help but sigh.
The epic talent is worthy of being epic!
Skills that rely on daily hard practice and gradual upgrades are completely incomparable.
Or it can be said that only when all skills are upgraded to the maximum level and finally evolve into talents, can they be considered truly successful!
After evaluating the specific capabilities of the new talents.
Fang Cheng gathered his thoughts and calmed his mind.
He then opened the desk drawer and took out the postcard that had been lying there for a long time.
"I hope I can have the honor of hearing your voice…"
Looking at the handwriting above again, Fang Cheng’s mind moved slightly.
I can vaguely understand the mood of the sender when he wrote this line of words.
Then, his eyes swept across the string of unknown characters that followed.
The text symbols that originally seemed strange and bizarre seemed to become harmonious and orderly all of a sudden.
When Fang Cheng’s eyes flickered slightly, he instantly understood the meaning.
Then, his face also looked a little strange…
This is a string of codes.
The weird idea is not this.
It is because it happens to be a spell.
But it is not thatIt is not a negative language that curses others to death, but a medium that can be used to communicate with each other.
It’s like… a special key that needs to be entered to log in to a private chat room.
This is the first time Fang Cheng has seen this kind of thing. He doesn’t know the specific situation and can only make a rough analogy.
After a little thought, he moved his lips slightly and fluently recited this extremely difficult spell.
"Om, A, Mi, Ma, Wa, She, Moo…"
As the spell was recited word by word, it echoed clearly in the air.
The surrounding scenes were retreating.
At the same time, countless voices came to my ears.
Just like a radio frequency, receiving the rustling and noisy human voices.
In a flash, the noise quickly faded like a tide.
Fang Cheng opened his eyes and looked around.
The small bedroom seemed to be completely shrouded in darkness.
It was so dark that even the perception ability of 33 spiritual attributes could not be guessed.
It was as if I was alone, standing at the end of the world.
Empty, silent, ethereal.
Fang Cheng was not sure whether this was an illusion he had imagined.
Or whether it really existed in a certain level of this world.
Looking out, all the light in the outside world seemed to have been completely swallowed up by the universe, so deep that it was depressing.
But the darkness was not simply darkness.
It flowed slowly as if it had substance, as if thick fog covered everything in the world.
In the distance, one could hear the whistling of the wind or the sound of the waves.
It seemed that countless evil things were hidden in it, wanting to choose someone to devour.
It was a bit like the state I was in when I listened to the second syllable of the "original vowel" before.
Fang Cheng’s heart suddenly moved slightly, and he looked up, his dark and shiny pupils slightly dilated.
"That is…"
There were a few sparse stars hanging in the sky above his head.
Further careful identification revealed something strange.
They were big and small, sometimes gathered and sometimes scattered, with different shapes and lights, more like light spots floating in the dark mist.
Some were brighter, like stars hanging high, attracting attention.
Some were so faint that they were difficult to detect, like fireflies, flying up and down, drifting with the flow.
And in the distance of the deep darkness, there seemed to be more elusive light spots hidden.
Fang Cheng’s eyes sparkled, and he looked down at the light circle that appeared under his feet, and he suddenly understood something.
Then he remembered the spell he had recited.
When his mind moved slightly, he stood in front of one of the fainter light spots.
But when people get closer, the light spot instantly turns into the image of a manor door.
The door is engraved with various complex patterns, neatly symmetrical, and looks extremely noble and elegant.
Fang Cheng looked up at the door, raised his hand, and was about to knock.
Then, he stoppedPause.
………………………………
Jiangnan District, Daogu Street.
This can be said to be one of the most expensive luxury residential areas in Dongdu.
It was late at night.
In a villa with a garden and a swimming pool, all the lights were off.
The servants had all fallen asleep, and it was so quiet that only the ticking of the wall clock could be heard.
Only in the master’s room, a faint light flickered.
I saw a young man with a naked upper body and a handsome face, sitting cross-legged on the floor.
A circle of lit candles were placed around him, as if he was meditating.
Suddenly, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he opened his eyes with a slight sense of feeling.
Then he scratched his black hair that covered his eyebrows in annoyance, and a creepy arc appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Why don’t you come in? I am very hospitable to my kind…"
While speaking, a faint green light flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, in another corner of the city.
A woman wearing silk pajamas and with a graceful and plump figure sat up from the bed.
As if she had just had a nightmare, she muttered to herself:
"Haven’t you contacted his girlfriend yet?"
"Although he is a rookie, it shouldn’t be."
"With his reading speed, he should have broken through the memory limit or perception limit, and his meditation skills will not be bad."
"As long as he reads the rhythm of those words correctly, he doesn’t need to systematically learn the mantra…"
The woman frowned slightly, thinking hard, and it was a bit difficult to understand.
I covered myself with the warm velvet quilt and tried to fall asleep, but my sleepiness completely disappeared.
