Standing in the vast sky, looking at the horrifying misty chaos just a few feet away, a glimmer of understanding suddenly flashed in Mu Cang's eyes.

"In this world of memory created by my power, what Myceniel cannot see or has not deliberately imagined is a place of emptiness and chaos.

And all the people, objects, and scenery he remembers, after being contacted by him in this 'world', will actually feedback the various effects they should have."

A flash of light flashed in his eyes: "To me, this place is just an illusion, but to Mycenae, it is real."

"Of course, it is relative to his personal reality."

Mu Cang seemed to suddenly think of something, and a trace of inquiry suddenly flashed in his eyes:

"This false Myceniel only relies on a blank false spirituality given by me, after possessing all the memories, cognitions, thinking and behavior patterns of the dead real Myceniel.

It's really amazing that he actually shows an agility that is no less than that of the original body.

In a sense, he is like ‘reality’ resurrected in my mind.”

"Based on this, his situation is almost equivalent to a disguised brain in a vat."

"It's just that this fish tank... was built by me."

…

Time flies.

Myceniel remembered his mother's last words before her death:

protect yourself.

So in order to survive at a young age, he turned into a beggar and secretly used his natural telepathy to steal and wander around various towns.

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Mu Cang, who had been observing from the side, was already a little impatient.

He was not interested in knowing the bitter growth history of a little kid.

"Time, speed up."

As soon as this thought came to mind, the slowly moving clouds in the sky accelerated tens of millions of times in an instant, shooting into the sky in an instant.

The sun, which was hanging safely high in the sky, fell down in a snap, and then the moon flew up to occupy the sky.

The sun and moon alternate, the sky changes light and dark, the surrounding scenes also change rapidly, and the sounds become mixed and difficult to understand.

The surrounding scenes began to accelerate, shift, and layer upon layer, like oil paintings in constant motion.

After a long time, the picture stabilized.

At this time, it had been thirty years since Myceniel escaped from the village.

In the early days of these thirty years, he had just spent a few difficult years before he was spotted by a wizard organization hidden behind mortal society because of his excellent witchcraft talent and became a wizard apprentice.

So through Mycenir's perspective, Mu Cang quickly figured out what the wizard's power system and the so-called wizard continent were all about.

The first is the wizard power system.

It is different from the morning star that Mycenae finally reached.

The wizard organization he joined at this time firmly believed that wizards only had four levels.

That is, wizard apprentice, first-level wizard, and second-level wizard.

And, a third-level wizard who has disappeared on this continent for more than a thousand years.

According to Mu Cang’s observation.

If we roughly describe the destructive power of these four levels, they are house-exploding level, building-exploding level, and street-exploding level.

As for the third-level wizard that no one has been able to achieve for a long time, there is a high probability that it will be a city-exploding level.

At the same time, in addition to the sparse number of wizards in this continent, there are also a large number of knights who have no witchcraft qualifications, but whose combat power level can reach up to explosive level.

Therefore, this group of wizards with the highest level of combat power did not really rule the continent openly.

It only uses side means to secretly control various countries.

As for the so-called Wizarding Continent, its real name is actually the World of Anzel.

According to the ancient secret records of the wizard organization called the "Invisible Hand" that Mycenir joined, the world of Anzel is a plane composed of endless oceans and hundreds, thousands or even more large and small landmasses.

world.

The continent where Mycenir's ancestors have lived for generations is just a small corner of the unknown world of Anzel.

Even the 'Invisible Hand' organization doesn't know how many continents there are in the entire world and what their specific size is.

Moreover, even the number of the moon and sun in the sky is uncertain.

At least according to the statistics of the "Invisible Hand", thirty-five moons appeared in the sky on the same night.

During the same day, at most three suns have appeared.

The strange thing is that no matter whether there is one sun or three suns, people on the ground will not feel too obvious hot or cold.

It's like the sun... is fake.

"A weird world. The places that are the same as Blue Star are very similar, and the places that are different are very different."

Mu Cang, who was sitting leisurely in the Invisible Hand Library, flipping through the classics, murmured to himself:

"As expected of a fantasy realm, it doesn't follow the laws of physics."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After flipping through the book, Mu Cang gently snapped his fingers.

Time immediately sped up again.

Swish swish——

Another fifty years passed.

At that time, the continent where Mycenae was located, which was quite similar to Europe in terms of culture and race, had quietly entered the clouds of war.

It has been more than a hundred years since the last war on this continent.

The fire that seemed extinguished more than a hundred years ago still has dark red sparks burning stubbornly.

Unfair contracts, disputes between empires, conflicts between winners and losers.

The continent-wide Great Depression has plunged all countries into an unspeakable social crisis.

Coupled with this is the intensification of uneven development at various levels across countries.

Finally, this continent, which has been in constant disputes since ancient times, once again ignited the raging flames of war.

The various wizarding organizations that have always existed behind the scenes in various countries have also started a series of overt or covert struggles out of interests.

In the melee that lasted for decades, countless mortals died, and wizards were not spared either.

In the fierce competition with each other, in addition to the superior second-level wizards, other members of this group, such as wizard apprentices and first-level wizards, also suffered certain casualties.

And with his terrifying talent, Mycenir, who has already half-stepped into the threshold of a first-level wizard, has quietly returned to his former village.

The purpose is obvious, it is revenge.

But it is a pity that the small village with only a hundred households has long been submerged in the war and years.

There is no human habitation, only ruins and ruins.

Even at the place where his mother was executed, Myceniel was unable to determine the specific location.

At this moment, he realized.

"The joy and hatred of the weak are meaningless; they are destined to become stepping stones for the strong."

Mycenir suddenly whispered, "I can't be a stepping stone, never allow it!"
Chapter completed!