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... energy conversion parts."

Sen took out a blank scroll again and began to scribble and correct it.

After a while, seeing the spells on the scroll that could no longer be simplified, Sen stopped his actions.

"Then reverse the position of the corresponding rune in the spell, so that the function of the spell changes from energy to chakra, to energy to chakra." With the marker on his hand, he fell to the end. A rune, looking at the readjusted spell in front of him, nodded with ...

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