"Slay Self Miracle, Slay Self Miracle..."
Igula paced back and forth in the room, unconsciously biting his nails. He could not help asking, "Are you really confident you can use a miracle when Spell Power output is forbidden?"
"No," Ash said calmly. "And right now, I definitely can't use it. I'm still missing one key Spell Spirit before I can form the Slay Self Miracle."
"Then how are you—"
"I told you, I have a secret channel for obtaining Spell Spirits. I don't know when I'll find that key Spell Spirit, but it's only a matter of time."
Igula opened his mouth, then closed it again.
If Ash would not say, Igula naturally could not guess what this so-called "secret channel" was, but he did not doubt its authenticity much.
Because of the Scales Spell Spirit.
If Ash had possessed the Scales Spell Spirit a few days ago, he would not have been unilaterally bound by Igula's Contract Spell Spirit back then.
Of course, it was also possible that Ash had been deliberately hiding his strength, but Igula had been the one to provoke him that time. How could Ash have set up a trap specifically for Igula?
Rather than believe in that kind of conspiracy theory that only existed in probability, Igula was more willing to believe in Ash's possibility.
It was not because Igula was innocent, optimistic, and adorable, but because Ash had already personally staged miracle after miracle.
In his deathmatch with Igula, within a few minutes, he had gone from a rookie who did not even know how to fight into a skilled boxer;
In his deathmatch with Valkas, within a few minutes, he had gone from a rookie who did not even know how to hold a sword into a Sword Art expert;
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