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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?”

it the world

rubbed his forehead, digesting

world was strikingly similar to the

say it was an alternate version

“Bang!”

the sound

at the young

you

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

not

complete magic spells and become a

words made

voice rose several decibels, and his

for becoming a mage, but he had one problem: stuttering, which made it impossible for him to

“Yes, Bedolin, I’ve recovered.”

Cheney said

the best news I’ve heard this year.

Bedolin spoke with excitement.

so he

Cheney lay on the bed in

Cheney’s room, completely

an elderly man was brought to Milton Cheney’s

“Mentor.”

Milton Cheney respectfully greeted.

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

“You’ve really recovered!”

joy appeared in the old man’s

always vexed his mentor, even though

his student’s body had disappeared on its

Cheney was the most talented mage he had ever seen, but a small

troubled the old man

that Milton Cheney had suddenly recovered, words could not describe the old

on, stay by my side. You can put the academy’s

He spoke gently.