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Chapter 217: Chapter 145: “Mage Realm” and “Simulation Ends” (Seeking Subscription)

Inside the illusionary space, Milton Cheney’s view was from above, and his vision was filled with countless clusters of light, each glowing a different color.

He could see the light cluster representing the Wizard Realm, which shimmered in a mesmerizing purple hue.

He had a feeling that he could reincarnate in the Wizard Realm if he chose to do so.

Of course, he would naturally not make such a decision.

Milton Cheney shifted his gaze to a crimson light cluster not far from the Wizard Realm.

This crimson light cluster represented the Bloody Sea Realm!

However, finally, Milton Cheney turned his gaze away.

Reincarnating into the Bloody Sea Realm wouldn’t be of much help to him. All Blood Descendants in the Bloody Sea Realm were born from the Blood Pool.

Milton Cheney was beginning to feel that having the freedom to choose might not be such a good thing, as the worlds he could choose were just too many.

Even he, who didn’t usually suffer from decision-making difficulties, was now struggling with this choice.

His gaze swept across a dazzling star river and finally settled on a white light cluster.

This light cluster was even larger than that of the Wizard Realm, and was located a considerable distance from it.

“This one it is!”

With a single thought from Milton Cheney, his consciousness floated above the white light cluster where his gaze had last lingered.

The next moment, his consciousness went black.

Gradually, his memory returned, and the miasma of infancy was broken.

Milton Cheney’s consciousness gradually cleared. When he came to, he instinctively observed his surroundings.

His memories gradually became clear, and a flash of surprise crossed his eyes.

“Is this, the Wizard Realm?”

is it the

forehead, digesting the memories

similar to the

an alternate version of

“Bang!”

next moment, the sound of the door

Cheney turned to look at the young

you woken

walked to Milton Cheney’s side. “Bedolin, I need to rest a little.” Milton

not stuttering

mean you can finally complete magic spells and become a true

words made

voice rose several decibels, and his

comrade had an extremely high talent for becoming a mage, but he had one problem: stuttering, which made

“Yes, Bedolin, I’ve recovered.”

said with

absolutely the best news I’ve heard this year. I’ll

Bedolin spoke with excitement.

so he rambled

Cheney lay on the bed in silence,

happy Bedolin left Milton Cheney’s room,

man was

“Mentor.”

Milton Cheney respectfully greeted.

man approached Milton Cheney, white magical energy surged from his palm, enveloping

“You’ve really recovered!”

trace of joy appeared in the old man’s

even though he had tried to help his student dispel this mist, he had

in his student’s body had disappeared on

the most talented mage he had ever seen, but

the old

recovered, words could not

side. You can put the

He spoke gently.