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Chapter 472: Chapter 263 “Blessings of the Demon Mother River” and “Demon Island” (Please Subscribe)_2

As for more, Milton could slowly speculate and then slowly verify these speculations.

Actually, in the Crimson World, the Demon Mother River is more like an entity of life.

But it is not a real life form.

With Milton’s current understanding, he could think of the Demon Mother River as an external World Consciousness of the Crimson World.

It could also be said to be the World Consciousness that manifests within the world, one that has existed for a long time.

This World Consciousness is always awake.

Of course, the Crimson World does have its own true World Consciousness.

It’s just that the true World Consciousness of the Crimson World is always in slumber.

Therefore, within the Crimson World, excluding the sleeping World Consciousness, the status of the Demon Mother River is the highest, followed by the leader of the Demon Tribe, the Crimson Great Lord.

Even a Ninth Level Demon couldn’t alter the fundamental rules of the Demon Mother River.

From this point alone, it’s clear that the status of a Ninth Level Demon is also below that of the Demon Mother River.

Of course, it’s also possible that a Ninth Level Demon has the ability but simply hasn’t chosen to modify these basic rules.

This possibility exists as well.

After all, Ninth Level Demons completely surpass Milton’s comprehension.

As for how powerful a Ninth Level Demon really is, what kind of means they possess, Milton simply could not guess.

That realm is still far too distant for him at this time.

Whether in reality or in this Reincarnation Simulation, Milton was still far too distant from that realm.

Therefore, he would not entertain thoughts that were so far out of his reach.

After all, even if he did entertain such thoughts, it was impossible for him to verify them.

“It seems that steadily developing into an Advanced Demon isn’t as simple as I previously thought,”

Milton murmured to himself.

Before experiencing this inheritance of memory, Milton believed he might be able to steadily develop at least to the level of a Fourth Level Demon.

the fundamental rules of the Demon Mother River, he

he had become a Second Level Demon and completed the second Transformation of his

continue improving as safely and steadily

since this was already an established fact, Milton naturally wouldn’t

this world would never operate entirely according to

the rules of this world be entirely guessed by

he would

I am indeed curious

curiosity rising in his heart towards the

memories he inherited this time, the memories about Demon Island were the

precisely what piqued Milton’s curiosity about Demon

inevitably going to visit Demon

would only be one reason – he had not become

possibility

Level Demon of this world would suddenly

he could become a Second Level Demon in this world and complete the second Transformation, then he was bound to head to this

was reluctant, the Demon

without any curiosity about Demon Island, where all

of curiosity

moment, his understanding of this place he would later visit was very

could do about it since a large part of his understanding

with only a simple consideration, Milton knew that Demon Island was

the demons living there were no longer immature; the weakest

Demon Lord of the Crimson World

a concern for

and there was still a considerable distance before he could become a second-level

required was absolutely very

this world had virtually

thousands of years in the Demon Mother River, even with his numerous simulation experiences, it would hardly be

Milton Cheney stopped

thoughts emerged from the

moment, Milton Cheney once again completely

as an added

allowed Milton Cheney to confidently empty his mind,

rules of the Demon Mother River in place, it was almost impossible for the outside world to have any effect

sole ninth-level demon of the Crimson

probably lower than the chances of

this time, unless his body underwent a significant

actively

his consciousness would

in the Abyss, but it still relentlessly

his consciousness, Milton Cheney was utterly unaware of the