Pale blue knowledge

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.
"Is there magic in this world?"
Facing Bailuo's question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, "No."
"But there are miracles."
"What are miracles?"
"A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit."
The uncle said, "Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder."
"Magic!"
Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, "This is definitely magic!"
"No."
His uncle said, "These are truly miracles."
Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, "This is a miracle..."

A rare magical miracle in the world

Among these cavalry, the not-so-old Fiona was particularly striking.


In her right hand she held a long sword, while in her left she wielded a magic wand, which she pointed at the pirates running in front of her.


Invisible shockwaves hit their backs, flinging them high into the air, spinning several times before crashing to the ground.


The warhorses galloped fiercely, deliberately stepping on the backs of these fallen pirates.


Just one step was enough to shatter their innards, leaving them severely injured and spitting blood.


Fiona remained indifferent to the pirates' wailing; the Yatun Clan was simple and naive in ordinary times, but when facing enemies, they were truly more ferocious than demons.


They had no understanding of mercy, only complete and utter extermination!


Chapter 56: Lost Realm (Triple-Length Chapter, Seeking Recommendations)_2