In the magic world of sword and magic, opportunities and dangers coexisted.
Countless travelers traveled here, and most of them died at the beginning of the journey.
Allen knew the danger and activated the corpse touching system. With the greatest care, he swore to be the only surviving traveler.
"Ding Dong, the system has detected corpses. Host, shall we start to collect corpse data?" 
"Collection!"
"Ding Dong, the data has been collected successfully."
"Congratulations, host. You have got the Intermediate Mage of talent."
To protect his own life, he gradually climbed to the top peak!
Allen: "About the reborn magic world, the story of how I screwed up so bad..."

Travel Through the Time: Start with the Duplicate Talent

The man in black narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and suddenly a trace of cruelty flashed through them.


The pair of pale and slender hands under the black sleeves clenched slightly as if they could no longer restrain the violent aura that was about to spill out.


He had always been in a high position and had many subordinates.


No matter where he went, he was so popular among the people. He had never been treated so wrongly.


And this boss had been blaming him for such a long time, mixed with a lot of ruthless and dirty words of humiliation.


The man in black swallowed back the words he was about to blurt out.


He glanced at Allen, who was standing beside him. He had no choice but to hold back his anger because of Allen's presence.


The leader, who was standing beside him, had never seen a man in black in such a state.


Chapter 172 I Got the Gambling Chip