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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.

to the Mudom Plane,” Bernard spoke, offering no further

of Milton, he usually had

at other times, his words were generally concise, rarely bothering with a second sentence

he was trying to

man, showed no reaction after hearing these words,

his

The next moment, a hint of surprise flashed

“Good lad.’

student?” He asked, glancing at

remained stone-faced, not uttering

a bit strange in his

have a grudge against the middle-aged man in front of

being mysterious, and he was usually talkative

his head, a slight smile hanging on his

if he had

trying to show

you for so many years, I know what your

the same group of people they would bump into from

Orlando said with a

head and walked towards the

Bernard, who simply nodded,

Milton took a step, he suddenly felt as

almost pressed him down, and

heated up slightly, and the pressure on his

at

of

irritating mentor, Milton, who had adjusted to the gravity, followed Orlando’s

The void was still.

was no flow of time here, Milton moved swiftly, steadily following

moment later, a platform appeared

Orlando onto

going to open the Plane Channel

nodded on

gradually relaxed his tight

void channel

Truth, wrap your

activate the last page of the Book of

lad is still too weak. If you were a Level 2 White Wizard,

standing in front of the Plane Channel, Orlando