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Chapter 132: Chapter 114: “Genesis Era” and “Guardian Lord” (Please Subscribe)_2

The provocation method?

Milton Cheney seemed to understand a bit why this old man talked so much with him.

Since the decision was already made, Milton Cheney naturally didn’t hesitate.

Days passed in the blink of an eye.

Milton Cheney, who had just finished a text simulation, activated the circular token given to him by Ian.

Spiritual power flowed into the circular token, and the token started emitting a faint glow.

After a moment.

Ian reappeared before him.

This time, Ian wasn’t alone. Beside him stood a man in a white robe.

Is this the person who doesn’t want me to join Guardian Sea?

He’s brought him here in advance.

Seeing a touch of speechlessness in Milton Cheney’s eyes, Ian, whose face was taut, couldn’t help but break into a smile.

Laughing, he started, “It seems you’ve made up your mind. My mentor will start the trial for you.”

It must be said, just based on this, one can tell how much Guardian Sea valued Milton Cheney.

A Level 3 Wizard personally came to start his trial.

Milton Cheney nodded, shifting his gaze onto the middle-aged man standing next to Ian.

The man in the white robe, Potter, had a kind smile on his face, and he gave a slight nod. “Young man, shall we start now?”

“Let’s start.”

Without hesitation, Milton Cheney answered directly.

If he hadn’t succeeded in the text simulation, Milton Cheney might have chosen to start the trial of Guardian Sea after the third true body simulation.

But now, since the version of him in the text simulation managed to join Guardian Sea, there’s no reason he couldn’t do it in reality.

Potter gave a nod, and the next moment, he held a book in his hand.

Spiritual power swirled, and a dazzling white light emerged from the book.

The landing point of the white light was, naturally, in Milton Cheney’s direction.

The moment the white light fell, Milton Cheney felt an intense warmth.

The next moment, the scenery in front of him changed, and Ian and Potter disappeared.

Seeing Milton Cheney enter the trial, Ian asked, “Mentor, how likely do you think the lad is to succeed?”

Potter slowly shook his head, not uttering a word.

Perhaps less than

in trying, he won’t waste too much time. Perhaps

blood entered Guardian Sea, and the old wizards were becoming rather dull. “So who do you think

you think it’s

Potter shifted his gaze

you’re thinking, but the odds of what you’re considering are about as likely as the

Cheney, and

“Teacher… Teacher.”

causing

him anxiously, and people beside showed worry on their

wave of unfamiliar memories surfaced in

previous memories hadn’t stayed intact, Milton Cheney might have

seemed he had entered the trial of Guardian

began to speak softly, “I’m

his words, the worried expressions in the children’s eyes vanished, and they returned to

life, didn’t I?” Milton Cheney murmured to

to Bertatu, who was a Guardian Wizard, or

What about this world?

searched the memories in his

was definitely the wizard realm – just not the one he was familiar

genesis era of the

in this era, and the Path

world were Level

inherited was one

Cheney furrowed

found that he couldn’t remember the meditation technique

memory of the refining technique was

an awkward

he knew he was Milton Cheney, and he knew he was currently undergoing a trial in the

Technique and Refining Technique

had

in his heart, the only memories concerning the Meditation Technique were those of the original

Advanced Level Wizard, those who are Advanced Level Wizards outside of the trial are known as

ahead, there was no

Attribute Panel in

should be a

Milton Cheney’s sense of hearing

moment, an inexplicable memory suddenly came to Milton Cheney’s

to pave a way forward for everyone in the Wizard

pondered in

how could that

countless Level 3 Wizard Apprentices just like

to their research, but the limits of

his task is to pave a path for the entire Wizard Realm and raise the

is not just a

this, the trial of the Ouroboros Ring seemed as simple as

all his memories, Milton Cheney pondered how to pass this

absolutely impossible for him alone to raise

memories of his previous self, Bertatu, it would still not be

Cheney’s gaze shifted between the students

were all orphans adopted

this era, there were fewer

would be absolutely impossible. Suddenly,

pupils contracted, as if he had just seen something inconceivably