Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

The language of the Dimension Wanderer clan, besides the fact that humans lack the special vocal organs making the syllables awkward and pronunciation difficult, involves the use of the spirit and soul, making it exponentially more challenging than ordinary languages.

Each syllable carries enough information to directly overwhelm the brain of an ordinary person. Even if you were to simply repeat the syllables, it would be futile without the accompaniment of soul power and personal cultivation.

Otherwise, with so many magic items capable of reproducing sounds on the Gods Continent, would having a Memory Crystal Ball in everyone’s hands make everyone an Ancient Mage?

That’s ridiculous!

The old masters are unreliable, it looks like I have to rely on myself.

Lu Wenwu muttered to himself, taking out his Bath Fire Demon Dragon Staff, restoring it to its full three-meter length and holding it in his hand.

He mimicked Douglas’s spellcasting method, raising his magic staff, using spiritual power as guidance, continuously channeling magic power, and began to slowly recite the ”spell” he had memorized earlier.

Back then, when he was just a Little Karami, using the language of the Dimension Wanderer clan was very challenging, and he could only barely utter a few phrases, accompanied by intense soul-tearing pain.

Now, he’s no longer the Wuxia Ameng of those days, things have improved!

Using this ancient language once again is naturally no longer an issue.

As one syllable after another emerged, Douglas suddenly sensed something wasn’t right.

Why does it sound like what Lu Wenwu is chanting is the Fiery Sun Collapse spell?

Moreover, it sounded more fluent and accurate than mine?

And he’s not singing it, but speaking it with a certain tone?

But how could this be possible?

I’ve recited this spell countless times to other deans and vice-deans, and they couldn’t even forcefully memorize it, let alone recite it.

But Mr. Violent Dragon he’s... what!?

Douglas suddenly widened his eyes, staring incredulously at the scene unfolding before him, his mouth agape!

What did I just witness!

Lu Wenwu was merely reciting the opening part of the spell, when the fire elements between heaven and earth were already swarming in, moving at least ten times faster than he had ever mobilized the elemental power!

Douglas just watched as Lu Wenwu fluently finished reciting the entire spell, using far less power than he did to condense an even more powerful Day of Destruction!

A sun as black as ink, flickering with a scarlet fire glow all around!

Lu Wenwu swung his magic staff, and this Day of Destruction was instantly detonated.

A terrifying heat wave swept through, the blazing light nearly brought tears to one’s eyes with its intensity.

Soon, as the Sealing Divine Stone gradually absorbed the Fiery Sun Collapse, its exterior, almost completely melted, was revealed before the two of them.

Above the Divine Stone, a large green number appeared: 1584!

Douglas: ”!!!???”

He was completely dumbfounded.

What???

Huh???

Young Master Duo?

1584???

wdnmd, my cupboard moved, I’m done!

There’s something dirty!

Douglas stared at Lu Wenwu as if he were looking at a ghost, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

”You... how did you... how did you do it!?” His voice trembled slightly.

Lu Wenwu looked at his handiwork and honestly replied: ”Just... replicated it according to your method.”

”But... but your spell pronunciation and pauses are so vastly different from mine.”

Douglas, flustered, scratched his head, unable to figure it out.

”And why is the power you manifest so much stronger than mine? Even if I wasn’t going all out, this is still too... too absurd! Could it be you are the legendary Heavenly Son?”

”Um... how should I put this... I’m not sure if I am, but I indeed can understand the language.”

Lu Wenwu thought for a moment and explained.

”Your spell is essentially a language, a language used in conjunction with magic power and soul power. I understand this language, I can memorize it after hearing it once, and it’s not difficult to say it aloud.”

”Moreover, languages can naturally be understood. You could consider it as something being said for the elements in the world to hear, like your spell when translated into Mainland Language means...”

After hearing Lu Wenwu’s translation, Douglas fell silent.

md, the one groveling turned out to be me.

Though it was the fire element being fawned over, the old principal still felt somewhat uncomfortable about it.

Mainly because this spell is... a bit too humble...

Lu Wenwu began speaking: ”I don’t know why the former masters never wrote about ancient magic spells being a special language, maybe they knew what it was but not why it was.”

”I don’t know if I’m the Heavenly Son, but I do understand the language’s meaning, and I can perfectly ’speak’ it. Perhaps this is the truth behind ancient magic?”

”As for why you chant it like a song, while I just ’chant,’ perhaps it’s because songs are easier to remember, which is why there’s this ’chanting’ spellcasting method?”

”I can understand and recite it, so it’s enough just to simply say it aloud.”

Honestly, Douglas wasn’t sure if Lu Wenwu was the Heavenly Son or not.

After all, he himself wasn’t.

All judgments could only be made based on descriptions in magic manuals.

Lu Wenwu perfectly matched every criterion.

It seems he might be.

Even if not, the fact he can casually use ancient magic makes him so.

Douglas slowly shook his head, ”Apologies, Mr. Violent Dragon, I cannot judge this matter. Or... you might consider experimenting more with the Heavenly Son’s powers here? If you can freely use ancient magic, then you definitely are.”

”Makes sense, I’ll give it a try.” Lu Wenwu nodded.

After thinking for a moment, he waved his magic staff, chanting under his breath.

”Wind elements, do me a favor, there’s urgent business, create a Level 8 Strong Wind at that big stone over there, mix in some wind blades, like a blender, make it powerful, is this much magic power enough for you? If so, get started quickly.”

In an instant, Lu Wenwu felt the magic power he was outputting being intercepted by a force, and received a kind of indistinct response.

A deep blue tornado suddenly formed in front of the Sealing Divine Stone, crashing directly into the gigantic stone.

The sound of the violent wind blades spinning rapidly and the crisp explosive clangs echoed throughout the entire testing ground for a while.

Douglas’s mouth was agape, almost wide enough to fit a chicken egg inside.

”It worked! Amazing, it really worked!” Douglas’s eyes sparkled, instantly overjoyed, ”Heavenly Son! It’s truly the legendary Heavenly Son! Haha! Mr. Violent Dragon, my dear student, you truly are the legendary Heavenly Son!”

”It really worked?” Lu Wenwu was full of astonishment.

This thing that feels like forming a gang and negotiating was actually the way to cast ancient magic, just that you must use the language of the Dimension Wanderer to communicate with the ”Elemental Will.”

One hand gives magic power, the other accomplishes the task.

Oh my, I’m gradually understanding everything!

In that case, might as well try something bold.

Lu Wenwu suddenly remembered a rather humorous anecdote he had come across in his previous life, the itch to try it out nagging at him until he did.

”Principal, please step back a bit, best if you put up all your defenses, I have an idea I want to test,” he said.

Douglas, hearing this, was slightly stunned.

But he didn’t say anything, obediently stepping back, buffing himself with all sorts of protections.

Lu Wenwu looked at the Sealing Divine Stone before him, taking a deep breath.

He held his magic staff as if wielding a long spear, supporting it with his arm and armpit, elevating his spiritual power and magic power to the maximum, almost equivalent to half of what he could convert.

Then he thrust the magic staff forward, saying loudly: ”Fire Element brothers! That big, black stone stele over there cursed you in a language you can’t understand, calling you a complete fool! I’m willing to sponsor you with half of my magic power, let’s team up and give it a good thrashing!”

From behind, Douglas felt as if the surrounding suddenly quietened for a second, as if the magical and elemental powers embedding the training grounds emptied instantly, and then immediately filled with highly concentrated, agitated fire elements.

A formless force, enraged to the extreme, seemed to have descended upon the place.

Subsequently, the strongest fiery explosion Douglas had ever seen in his life unfolded before him without any warning...