Endowment of Spirit

"Make it short." An Kai wasn't very interested in this grand theory. He was a little hungry now.

Milton's expression froze. He pondered for a few seconds before slowly saying," Communicate with the gods."

"Communicate with the gods?"

An Kai was stunned. How did it have anything to do with those unlucky gods who would only appear in the next ten thousand years?

" My lord, the 'spirit' of the endowment is the 'spirit' of the gods. We need to communicate with the gods who created our professions. With their 'spirit', we can endow our profession with true spirituality and improve it!"

Milton explained and stood up.

"Spirit Endowment!"

In an instant, a mud-like armour wrapped around Milton tightly, and his body grew to three meters tall!

In his left hand, a brown spiked hammer appeared in his hand, and in his right hand, a brown shield with a heavy aura that looked exactly like Milton's body appeared and was embedded in his right arm.