The group owner touched the sticky blood on his body. How could he have known that Mo Qiong had fired it across the universe? He thought it was David's ability.
"An esper? A psychic type? Telekinesis to blow someone's head off?"
The group owner said, "Whatever your ability is, you just used the Seal the Deep Ones Incantation. You're destined to worship Cthulhu now."
"We'll meet again..."
With that, he picked up the book and prepared to leave.
"Wuu hoo di si hu se ding qi li... mie." David stared with dead-fish eyes. Without warning, he suddenly recited Nine-Headed Serpent's Restraint as well.
In an instant, the group owner was pinned in place too.
The group owner was stunned, then laughed. "What's the point? The more you use it, the faster you go insane."
He said that as if he himself wouldn't go insane.
The group owner chanted a spell, and the dirty water on the floor began to churn. A hand reached out, clearly about to summon another Frogmen.
"Seal the Deep Ones..." Yet David didn't care in the slightest about the cost of the spell. Before the Frogmen could appear, he pressed it back down.
The group owner was stunned. He hadn't expected David to learn so many spells just by flipping through the Magic Book earlier.
"Summon!" The group owner chanted again.
The dirty water began to churn once more.
"Seal..." David chanted at the same time and pressed the Frogmen back down again.
The two of them chanted spells at each other, trading blows back and forth. The Frogmen rose and fell, repeatedly summoned and sealed.
Before long, the group owner's eyes had visibly turned into frog eyes, just like Master Gou's state when he had suffered from Mental Erosion.
David, on the other hand, still