Chapter 2132

Most of the buildings in Anderson Town were abandoned, with some in complete ruins.

These structures had witnessed the rise and fall of the Ezekiel Mine, and when the mine closed, the people left them behind.

Walking through the alleys, Wilbur brushed his hand against the crumbling walls of these dilapidated buildings, feeling a wave of inexplicable sadness.

For a moment, he seemed to see the miners who had labored here, shedding sweat and blood over the centuries.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, and Wilbur froze.

He stopped in his tracks, looking at his damp hand in shock as he murmured, "I-I actually cried."

Wilbur sensed a unique feeling he had never experienced. It was a profound empathy for the Dasha workers who lived here.

This feeling made him empathize deeply, yet he could not pinpoint its source.

The sudden surge of emotion seemed to grant Wilbur a special energy, filling him with strength.

"Is this... the power of light?"

opened his right hand, and a white glow appeared

was the power of

the power of destruction stored

challenging and might even backfire

of light was

on his body. Instead, he felt a sense of peace and tranquility, as

if having a compassionate heart made it easier to harness the power of

thoughts, attempting to make the white light in his palm grow larger

do so

Wilbur feeling

of Ezekiel Mine had granted him better control over the power of

perhaps he had yet

his palm

was not yet compassionate enough to fully command

a power of the universe's laws from the middle dimension, whereas Wilbur resided in a lower

that people's mindsets in

seen by the strong in the middle dimension as a form of

Light Warriors who once challenged the Dark

they wore Light Armor forged with the

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