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

Sherri and Lilith were very surprised. They had their share of the inheritance of miracles, but only their own.


As for other miracles, Lilith and Sherri only had a vague understanding.


They didn't understand the Miracle World, but they could grasp the meaning of "Upper Tier."


Upper Tier Miracle, this was indeed an Upper Tier Miracle!


"Avalon, this name, it's just like a myth I heard in my previous life."


Bailuo did not know the relationship between them, but in any case, the Avalon World now belonged to him, his Miracle World, without a doubt.


Bailuo exclaimed, "My cup! My cup is still in the lake!"


Bailuo quickly asked Lilith to retrieve the cup, but Lilith indicated that she could no longer sense the cup's location.


Bailuo looked at the Golden Sword in his hand, only to find that it had changed its appearance, turning into an incredibly magnificent Divine Sword.


Chapter 116: The Shattered Throne of the Seven Kings (Seeking Monthly Votes, Seeking Recommendations)