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Chapter 150: Chapter 120 “Good Luck” and “Mudom Plane” (Seeking Subscriptions)_3

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Bernard spoke up.

His activated Demon Silk Mark is capable of dealing with all the troubles that Milton Cheney has encountered.

After all, the Mudom Plane is merely a small plane.

If he has the intention to conquer this plane, it wouldn’t even cost him much.

“Understood, mentor,” Milton responded.

Milton nodded.

His mentor Bernard has been very good to him, even in the Text Simulation, his mentor had helped him countless times over the centuries.

Milton put away the Book of Truth again.

The Bernard in front of him waved slightly, their figures enveloped by spiritual power disappeared on the spot.

When they reappeared, they were within the void.

Regardless of knowing where this was, Milton did not show any emotions.

A middle-aged man with his upper body bare.

Upon seeing Bernard, the middle-aged man’s eyes flashed a hint of surprise, seemingly puzzled by Bernard’s presence here.

Of course, this surprise was hidden from Milton.

In his eyes, the middle-aged man in front of him was a man of constant composure, with no change in expression.

The next moment, the middle-aged man spoke:

“Bernard, weren’t you in…? What brings you here?”

Listining to those words, a trace of surprise flickered in Milton’s eyes.

Because he could hear the middle-aged man speaking, but some sounds were blocked.

Moreover, this did not seem to be the middle-aged man deliberately concealing, but rather, Milton himself couldn’t hear.

open the Plane Channel to the Mudom Plane,” Bernard spoke,

usually had a lot

bothering with a second sentence if could be said in

understood it, he was trying to

man, showed no reaction after hearing these words, as if he

shifted his gaze onto

Milton. The next

“Good lad.’

asked, glancing at

stone-faced, not

scene, Milton felt a bit strange

against the

enjoyed being mysterious, and he was

a slight smile hanging

had thought

trying to show your authority in front

many years, I know what your fart tastes

didn’t expose him, after all, the old fellows of the Guardian Sea were mostly the same group of people

me, lad,” Orlando said

he turned his head and walked

at Bernard, who simply nodded, signaling him

step, he suddenly felt as if he was carrying

almost pressed him down, and Milton quickly steadied his

up slightly, and the pressure

at

Milton stumble, a hint of amusement flashed across Bernard’s

irritating mentor, Milton, who had adjusted

The void was still.

of time here, Milton moved swiftly, steadily

moment later, a platform appeared in the

Orlando onto the

open the Plane

on

gradually relaxed his tight

void channel appeared before

Truth, wrap your body with spiritual

activate the last

weak. If you were a Level 2 White Wizard, you could move in and

in front of the Plane Channel, Orlando unusually talked a