The Wizard Path From The Simulator - Chapter 292

Chapter 292: Chapter 177 “Reincarnator l ‘ and “Eight Paths Tentacle” (For Subscription)_2

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Still, it was entirely, thoroughly masked.

If it’s the latter, even if he truly sees the so-called True God this time, he might not be identified with his actual identity.

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Even if some clues are noticed, as long as he is not identified as a person beyond the realm, Milton Cheney can accept.

The question of whether to take the risk essentially depends on whether the simulator is that perverse.

While Milton Cheney is pondering, Connor does not interrupt Milton’s thoughts with his words.

In his eyes, the eight-year-old Milton Cheney is undoubtedly a Hatchling.

There are no other possibilities, otherwise, how could a normal eight-year-old child have such high wisdom.

After a while, a hint of joy appeared in Connor’s eyes.

Because Milton Cheney, whom he had been looking at, nodded.

At the same time, a voice entered his ears.

“I will go with you to witness the God of Holy Radiance.”

Milton Cheney said.

Milton Cheney finally decided to meet the so-called God of Holy Radiance.

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Because Milton Cheney knows he can’t delay any longer.

Connor, who is in front of him, looks very gentle.

But Cheney knew that if he ultimately chose not to see the God of Holy Radiance, then Connor’s methods would not be so gentle.

After all, for Connor, he is definitely a treasure that cannot be given up.

Otherwise, Connor wouldn’t have followed him for half a year without doing anything.

“You have made the right decision.”

Connor said, with a smile on his face.

The half year was not wasted.

In fact, Milton Cheney had a good idea, if he eventually decided not to see the God of Holy Radiance.

Then Connor would have to forcibly take Milton Cheney away.

Although this might offend a future Demigod or True God.

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But Connor knew that if Milton Cheney really became a Demigod or True God in the future, he would not hold grudges but rather might thank him.

Time passed, five years later.

Appearing suddenly in a special space, Milton Cheney instinctively looked around at his surroundings.

“Don’t look around.”

A voice entered Milton Cheney’s ears.

The owner of this voice is Connor.

Milton Cheney nodded slightly acknowledging, no longer looking around, but staring straight ahead.

It has been five years since Milton Cheney promised Connor to meet the God of Holy Radiance.

Only after agreeing to Connor did Milton Cheney realize that the God of Holy Radiance cannot be seen whenever desired.

Over the years, Connor prayed countless times, but was never responded to.

Until just now, he was finally responded to.

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The God of Holy Radiance agrees to meet Milton Cheney.

“Connor, you have done well.”

Suddenly, a mighty voice echoed in this special space.

A white light emerged, and this white light eventually shone on Connor.

The next moment, a look of ecstasy appeared on Connor’s face.

Before Connor could speak, Milton Cheney saw Connor disappear into this space.

In the space that originally had two people, only Milton Cheney was left.

All this happened in an instant, making Milton Cheney somewhat astonished, but his expression did not change.

He did not look around at his surroundings, but stood still.

Sometime later, a white light cluster appeared in front of Milton Cheney.

The moment the light cluster appeared before Milton Cheney, it turned into a man in a golden robe.

The person who suddenly appeared before Milton Cheney gave him a very strange feeling.

An indescribable feeling.

Shouldn’t the feeling brought by a True God be warm?

Milton Cheney couldn’t feel any warmth, but felt a bone-chilling coldness rising from his heart.

A bit of fresh blood surged from Milton Cheney’s throat, and there was a taste of rusty steel in his mouth.

This feeling, Milton Cheney hadn’t experienced in countless years.

“We are not the same kind, you are not a Hatchling.”

The man in the golden robe said.

The moment the man spoke, that uncomfortable feeling Milton Cheney had disappeared.

When Milton Cheney looked at the man in the golden robe, that strange feeling was gone, as if everything just now was an illusion.

The man in front of him now felt like an ordinary middle-aged man.

“You are a Reincarnate.”

Upon hearing this, Milton Cheney was greatly shocked.

Damn it!

The rule masking of the simulator indeed failed to completely mask it.

Milton Cheney knew this Reincarnation Simulation might be coming to an end.

Of course, it would be best if it ended here.

He understood very well that he stood no chance against the True God before him.

Milton Cheney didn’t speak anymore, he knew that whatever he said now would be pointless.

“Why did you choose to reincarnate in my Divine Kingdom? Was your own Divine System’s kingdom entirely eroded?”

“You must have heard of me in your previous life, you know I don’t interfere in other’s affairs much. Still, you ultimately chose to reincarnate in my kingdom, can you tell me why?”

The middle-aged man asked, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

There was a touch of confusion in his tone.

It had been a long time since a True God from another Divine System had reincarnated in his kingdom.

This tone suggested that the middle-aged man was treating Milton Cheney as a peer in their conversation.

Milton Cheney felt a bit stunned, but promptly regained his composure.

His expression did not change at all.

However, countless thoughts surged within him.

He was starting to understand.

The reincarnation the God of Holy Radiance talked about was probably not the same kind he was thinking of.

it appeared as though the real gods of this world also possessed an ability to reincarnate.

From the words of the God of Holy Radiance, Milton Cheney was able to deduce quite a bit.

What should he do now?

Pretend to be knowledgeable?

“The matter is too intricate for me to divulge directly.” Milton Cheney replied in an indifferent tone.

His final course of action was, to be ambiguous.

Because he knew too little at present.

The less he knew, the less he should say.

If he talks too much, he might reveal something unusual.

“You don’t trust my Divine Thought?”

“You should be able to see that my Divine Thought has not been compromised. If you’re still not convinced, you can wait until my main body returns from the

Divine Realm.”

The man in the golden robe seemed to anticipate what Milton Cheney would say.

That’s right, it’s exactly like that.

The more he guesses, the better.

Milton Cheney was now mindful of another piece of information from the man standing right in front of him.

That was, this God of Holy Radiance was not the main body but a Divine Thought.

As for what a Divine Thought is, Milton Cheney didn’t know.

Perhaps it was a sort of incarnation.

Milton Cheney had no idea what the Divine Thought of the God of Holy Radiance before him was thinking.

But Milton knew this: the more this so-called Divine Thought of the God of Holy Radiance thought, the bigger his advantage would be.

As long as he’s not suspected of being a transmigrator from outside the realm, Milton could accept it.

“Your reincarnation seems to have failed this time, I didn’t sense the breath of the Hatchlings on your body.”

“Losing the ability of the Hatchlings means you have no chance of entering the

Divine Realm.”

“If you can’t enter the Divine Realm, your potential will be limited to a demigod. ”

“The Holy Radiance Divine System won’t accept all of your Karma for the sake of a demigod.”

“Of course, if you can present an item or information that can move the main body, the Holy Radiance Divine System might take a risk for you.”

The man in the golden robe before Milton Cheney stated.

As he finished speaking, he looked at Milton Cheney as though waiting for him to make a decision.

What he didn’t know was that the Milton Cheney before him was not a True God reincarnate, but an impostor.

Milton Cheney fell silent.

The reason for his silence was that he simply didn’t know what to say.

His understanding of this world was extremely limited.

Any fabrication would inevitably contain a sea of errors.

Suddenly a thought flashed in Milton Cheney’s mind.

The reason he ended up in this world?

Other than the vastness of the world.

The other reason was that in the Reincarnation Space, he saw some real scenes on the black light cluster representing this world. “Huge black tentacles, eight in number.”

According to his memory, Milton Cheney said this.

The eight tentacles Milton was talking about was a scene he really saw in the Reincarnation Space.

“Puff!”

The next moment, Milton Cheney spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Because just a moment ago, he again felt the cold aura emanating from the middle-aged man standing before him.

“My apologies.”

The man in the golden robe spoke with slight regret.

Milton Cheney shook his head indicating it didn’t matter.

“You tried to spy on an existence like that, it’s good fortune that you even made it here by reincarnation.”

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