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

"You've really done something incredible,"


He saw the fear in the hearts of the People of Yatun, and such a fellow, Bailuo, could not allow to remain: "Sherri, is one minute enough?"


Sherri did not answer directly, but instead unleashed an astonishing display of Miracle Power: "But Sherri will try her best!"


Bailuo was not blinded by wrath; he grabbed the reins that had formed around Sherri: "Then let's push our limits!"


The Ghost Ugly God watched ahead, only to see Sherri's figure enveloped in pure white light.


[I am the lamp that dispels darkness, breaks barriers, and never loses its way]


Soon, a pure white energy-constructed Silver Wing Unicorn, ten times larger than the Ghost Ugly God, appeared in everyone's line of sight.


Thunder flashed, light pierced the sky, and dispersed the dark clouds.


Chapter 142: Bailuo's Miracle Entity (Vote for Recommendation, Monthly Ticket) _6