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Chapter 136: Chapter 116 “Pure White Sea Region” and “10,000 Palace Grids” (Please Subscribe)

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Milton Cheney’s consciousness gradually shifted from being heavily clouded into alertness.

Before him, Mansour had vanished. Instead, reflected in his sight was Ian, wearing an expression of shock as he stared at him.

Even Potter, standing next to Ian, had disbelief reflected in his eyes at that moment.

Potter surveyed Milton up and down, as if he were looking at an uncut jade.

“Congratulations, you passed the Guardian’s Trial perfectly.” Amidst Milton’s perplexed gaze, Potter addressed him.

He had passed the trial flawlessly!

Within the three thousand years he was aware of, among the twenty-two people who had merged with the Guardian Sea, Milton was the first.

As for those below Milton, the best trial evaluation was merely of Ordinary Level.

Milton nodded slightly.

The memories of the trial gradually became somewhat blurred, but Milton could still recall the rough outlines.

He could remember becoming Bertatu, he could remember successfully pioneering an alternative Wizard Path in the end.

But it seemed like one person’s memory had been wiped clean.

Instead of pondering it any longer, right now, having successfully passed the Guardian’s Trial signified that he was about to join the largest White Wizard Organization in the Wizard Realm.

“Just after the trial, your memories can be slightly conflicting. You can rest here for a few days, after a few days I will take you to the real Guardian Sea.”

The disbelief in Potter’s eyes faded away and transformed into a light smile as he spoke softly.

Before Milton had the chance to respond, Potter had vanished from the spot.

Memory conflicts?

as if he had not been affected

Milton didn’t dwell on it, instinctively believing that the

that moment, Ian leaned

you take

clearly

marks in passing the

could have taken the form of, and what tests

time he couldn’t help himself, it was as if ants

respond, Ian

the trial was Moskal, one of the earliest members of the Guardian

looked at Milton

seeing the curiosity in

truth, after all, this didn’t seem like a secret. But when the words reached the tip of his tongue, Milton

“Potosi Hall.”

The name wasn’t made-up.

the name of a student of his original

many students of his original body, so

the name that Milton casually threw out made

stiff neck, falling

“What’s the matter?”

asked, a hint of surprise in his

Ian’s reaction, was the student of his

picked the most inconspicuous

even mentioned his most

had forgotten, he couldn’t

just hit the

regained his composure; he exhaled

wonder Milton could have passed the trial perfectly. So it turned out to be this person, it made sense

could sense the

“Oh?”

Ian knew the identity of this student of his

actions had successfully

Ian didn’t beat around

of the North Sea of the

emotions was