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How adept at teaching must one be to produce so many big shots?!
Looking at the calm white sea region in front of him, Milton Cheney’s heart suddenly moved.
He rembered sothing
In the first True Body Simulation, he had once taken a Half-Wizard Potion in order to beco a Level 1 Spiritual Wizard.
He still rembers everything that happened after taking the Half-Wizard Potion.
Back then, it seed like he saw his future self.
At that ti, the sea region he was standing on was strikingly similar to this one.
Except that the sea region here is white, while the one he was standing on back then was blue.
But there was one thing he was certain of at this mont.
That is, the sea region under his feet back then might have been the manifested Spiritual Sea. “So my future self is at least a Level 6 Wizard?”
Milton muttered to himself.
However, in the next mont, he dismissed this thought.
Where his future self could grow had nothing to do with him now.
So, thinking more about it is pointless.
Seeing Milton lost in thought while looking at the white sea region, Potter beside him said nothing.
It was only when he felt that Milton was no longer harboring any chaotic thoughts that he spoke again: “Let’s go.”
The next mont, the book floating beside him again emitted a white radiance.
The radiance turned into a spherical barrier enclosing him and Milton and transported them into the white sea.
Milton felt as if he was being shielded from his surroundings and he couldn’t see the view around him.
But he could feel that his body was being protected by this spherical light barrier ford by white light as he dived deeper.
“We can’t see everything around us, if the white barrier dissipates, we will fall into Lord Torin’s Spiritual Sea.”
A voice ca out from the darkness- it was Potter.
Fall into the Spiritual Sea?
Milton was sowhat puzzled.
Does it an that if the white light dissipates, they will be drowned like an ordinary person falling into the sea?
Milton hasn’t officially joined the Guardian Sea yet, so there are so things he doesn’t know about, Potter was naturally aware of this.
Just as he hadn’t finished speaking.
Potter spoke again: “It’s not like there’s nothing in the manifested Spiritual Sea. On the contrary, there are many of Lord Torin’s ‘thoughts’.”
“Thoughts?”
“Yes, you can regard them as things that Lord Torin imagined. These things vary enormously, they could potentially be a stroke of luck or complete disaster. The odds of the latter are greater.” Milton nodded within the white light.
Now he understood.
It ans that there were many things here that only existed in Torin’s imagination.
These things could be good or bad for them, with the likelihood of the latter being greater.
The ti flowed, neither Milton nor Potter spoke again.
After a mont, the white light dissipated, and the scene brightened before Milton.
“We’re here.”
The book in his hand vanished.
“Are these, grids?”
Milton couldn’t help voicing his confusion out loud.
Their current position seed to be mid- air.
Beneath them were densely linked grid groups.
For anyone with a phobia of compact clusters, this scene was absolutely a treat.
“10,000 Palace Grids, this is a small Experintal Zone in the Southern Sea of the Guardian Sea, also the place to formally join Guardian Sea.”
Potter said.
“Small Experintal Zone?”
Milton was sowhat stunned.
Where’s the small in this?
Looking down from mid-air, Milton could hardly see the edge of these so-called 10,000 Palace Grids.
Although he didn’t count, he could tell that there were definitely more than ten thousand grids here.
From Potter’s words, it wasn’t hard to infer that this Guardian Sea located in the Third Rift of the Wizard Realm was rely the Southern Sea of the Guardian Sea.
It’s already this extravagant with just a Southern Sea.
How extravagant the whole Guardian Sea was.
Also, what ancient secrets were hidden within this Realm-level Wizards Organization that had been around for ten million years.
Milton did not know as of now.
“That’s right, to officially join the Guardian Sea, there are so procedures, but they’re not cumberso, they’re quite simple, you’ll know shortly.”
Potter nodded.
He didn’t find Milton’s reaction strange, when he first joined the Guardian Sea, the first place he went to was the North Sea.
It was much more extravagant than here.
And his reaction back then… was far more dramatic than Milton’s.
Thinking of this, a trace of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.
“As expected of the lad who perfectly completed the Trial, even after seeing this scene he remains so calm.”
The next mont, the 10,000 Palace Grids in front of Milton suddenly started vibrating.
He suddenly felt his body becoming sowhat uncontrollable.
As if he had been grabbed by a giant hand.
By the ti he regained control, he found himself in a white room.
Potter was no longer by his side.
All this happened in an instant, not even for the duration of a blink of an eye.
A second ago, Milton was still floating in mid-air gazing down at the 10,000 Palace Grids below him.
The next second, he found himself in one of the rooms within the 10,000 Palace Grids.
Although Potter who was originally beside him had vanished, another person had appeared before him.
A young woman.
She seed even younger than him.
But considering what Potter said, this seemingly extrely young woman was at least a thousand years older than him, if not more.
“I know, you can write it down, lad.”
Before Milton had a chance to speak, the woman before him spoke first.
While speaking, she handed him a booklet.
After handing the booklet to Milton, the woman resud her work. Milton took the booklet and turned a few pages. They were blank.
“Just use your Spiritual Power to write your na on it.”
“Don’t worry, it won’t affect you. The Guardian Sea won’t snoop on your secrets.”
Alright, no opportunity for to speak.
Milton activated the Spiritual Power from his Spiritual Sea and inscribed his na on the booklet.
“Also…”
“No need, just write your na down and you’re good to go.”
“Oh, I forgot, you can just stand over there for a while. Soone will co and pick you up.”
Well, you can definitely read minds, can’t you?
Interrupted countless tis, Milton stood to one side, book clutched in hand, a look of helplessness on his face.
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