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

On the other side, Bailuo had already come to his senses. He immediately grabbed Twilight, ready to sheathe it back into the Age of the Gods.


Resistance, a tremendous resistance, was actually blocking Bailuo from sheathing Twilight: "What are you doing?"


Food, what food, where did food for Twilight come from here?


Bailuo's heart went cold as he glanced at the People of Yatun dodging and fleeing through the flames; in that moment, Bailuo understood everything.


Twilight was just as the old man and Ying Muyao had described, an evil artifact of the highest order.


Whether the People of Yatun or foes, once Twilight ran amok, it would devour everyone.


Supreme Tier Miracles did not need pheromones; only the Four Sages Corridor did not need pheromones, but for Supreme Tier Miracles, what they did not need was people.


Chapter 331: One Against Ten