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Chapter 347: Chapter 203 “Dark Body” and “Suddenly Enlightened” (Please Subscribe)

Milton Cheney did not speak, standing calmly on the spot.

After glancing subconsciously at the old man next to him, Milton made no unnecessary movements.

Indeed, a surge of thoughts had rushed into his mind in that brief moment.

However, these ideas were quickly dismissed from his mind.

“You must be Merlin? A good youngster I believe.”

The old man in front of Milton had a flash of white light in his eyes that seemed to have fully seen through Milton.

“Allow me to introduce myself, I am the Old Dean referred to by the old man next to you, Carl Laine.”

“And the old man at your side, he’s my younger brother, Dole Laine.”

After Carl finished speaking, Milton formally said:

“Old Dean, thank you.”

A Level 7 Spiritualist was certainly worthy of Milton’s deep respect.

Hearing Milton’s words, Carl chuckled lightly and said, “No trouble at all.”

With that said, a movement of his hand and a red transparent sphere appeared in his palm.

There seemed to be a liquid shaking within the crimson sphere.

“Place your hand on it and infuse your spiritual power into it.”

Carl said.

Without any hesitation, Milton placed his hand on the red sphere that was already hovering in front of him as soon as Carl finished speaking.

Milton did not recognize what the sphere in front of him was.

should be similar to the Talent Column that detects

spiritual power within his body into the sphere in front of

what Milton had imagined, the red sphere showed no changes after his infusion of spiritual

it

this, Carl did

asked, “Did you personally

Dole nodded his head.

it was he who

discovered the difference between Milton’s talent

seemed that Carl knew his

normal if it was you, the kid’s talent has

he said this,

Carl because, compared to Carl’s mastery on the path

“So, what’s the reason?”

Dole’s question but instead turned his attention

consciousness is

Milton and

although there was no change in Milton’s expression, his

identity as a reincarnated person was

his brows and

he had no idea

a sense of relief washed

not find out about his identity as

sometimes feel like your body doesn’t belong to you, as if someone is wrestling control of

Milton did not say

hearing this, Dole, standing beside Milton, also looked at Milton,

his furrowed brows

still able to tell whether Milton was a complete person or

he couldn’t figure out even this, he wouldn’t have been able to reach such a

reason Dole relaxed was that his brother was finally

never had

Milton said.

a brief moment, he had thought about

he eventually dismissed this