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

In the distant Iron Eagle Kingdom, the Marquis of Heavenly Mandate suddenly awoke from her meditation, startled by this shattering voice. Her face paled, her eyes appeared lifeless, yet excitedly she spoke as if uttering a language: "You can't bring it into reality! No!!!"


Two lines of blood tears slid down from the marquis's eyes. She clenched her fists tightly, her expression more furious than it had ever been before.


The Marquis of Heavenly Mandate didn't know what she was saying herself, connected as she was with fate. It was as if she represented the will of the Miracle World, explaining these maxims to the people.


"You, who have brought endless disasters upon the world, sinner!"


The Marquis of Heavenly Mandate's eyes went white, not a speck of black to be seen, and then with a voice filled with venom, she growled like a wild beast: "I curse you!"


"Your greed will ultimately cost you dearly."


Chapter 318 Divine Twilight (Requesting Monthly Votes)