The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 135 - 135: 115 Saving People from the River of

The only downside to this path was time.

Perhaps he was running out of time.

At this point, Milton Cheney had no more time to consider anything else.

If he was short on time, then so be it. Even if he failed to join the Guardian Sea this time, he could blame no one but himself.

He was too overconfident.

He didn’t expect that the trial of the Guardian Sea would be much harder than the Ouroboros Ring.

Twelve years had passed in the blink of an eye.

“Humph!”

Milton gave a dull hum, his face showing a trace of pain.

The next moment, his surging Spiritual Power gradually calmed down.

“It’s finally here as expected. It’s impossible for everything to go smoothly.” Milton Cheney sighed inwardly.

Upon introspecting his Spiritual Sea, he found several cracks on its surface.

The forced alteration of the Meditation Routes has finally led to an accident.

He had been lucky for twelve years, but the accident happened just when he was at the brink of grasping a clear path ahead.

To heal the injuries of the Spiritual Sea, it would take at least ten years for a Level 3 Wizard Apprentice like him.

He didn’t have many decades left.

This injury would undoubtedly shorten his lifespan.

Failure seemed inevitable.

At that moment,

“Mentor.”

Hearing this voice, Milton turned his head and said with a faint smile,

“It’s Mansour. Why aren’t you home accompanying Bella? You thought of coming to see this old fellow?”

Mansour scratched his head in response.

I’m so old now, I can’t be accompanying Bella every day like when I was young.

Even after many years, Mansour still remained the young lad from before, full of innocence.

Milton no longer worried about Mansour’s future.

After all, Mansour of the present was not the Level 7 Wizard standing at the peak of the Wizard Realm.

“Ah, Mentor, I’ve been stuck at the Advanced Level Wizard for so many years now. Do you know what realm lies above the Advanced Level Wizard?”

Hearing this, Milton burst into laughter and instinctively blurted out,

“It could only be a…”

At that point, the smile on Milton’s face froze.

A flash of insight suddenly appeared in his mind.

Followed by countless inspirations.

The Burst of Ideas, a special realm that even White Wizards rarely enter.

He realized that he had been limited by his thoughts.

All along, he had regarded himself as an outsider and never integrated into this world.

The Advanced Level Wizard in this world was equivalent to the Level 3 Wizard Apprentice of the future world.

This was how Milton always thought.

But now, a sentence from Mansour suddenly gave Milton some insights.

But in the original era or the present, why must the realm above the Advanced Level Wizard necessarily be Level 1 Wizard?

Why couldn’t it be a Super Wizard, an Epic Wizard, or a Legendary Wizard?

Similarly, why couldn’t the level below the Level 1 Wizard be Level 4 Wizard Apprentice or Level 5 Wizard Apprentice?

Milton Cheney felt that his thoughts were gushing like a spring at this moment.

Given time, he was certain that he could further the Guardian Meditation Technique by leaps and bounds.

Even reaching the realm of the Level 1 Wizard was not entirely impossible.

But did he still have enough time?

The answer was unknown. How would he know without giving it a try? “Mansour, I need to take care of something.”

As Milton spoke, the next moment, he dashed toward the direction of the Laboratory.

Watching Milton’s retreating back, Mansour, who was usually rather simple-minded, showed a faint smile on his face, his eyes filled with depth.

“An interesting youngster.”

Milton still didn’t fully grasp what the Level 7 Wizard represented.

You could say that a Level 7 Wizard, with a single thought, could traverse the entire Wizard Realm and countless Planes.

Even whispering a Level 7 Wizard’s name in one’s heart could be detected.

Whether in reality, illusion, or even dreaming about a Level 7 Wizard in a dream, it could be sensed.

Some powerful Level 7 Wizards could even retrieve people from the river of time.

Even among Level 7 Wizards, Mansour was not weak.

It was impossible to describe in words how powerful such a being was.

The next moment, Mansour’s expression returned to normal. He looked around with a puzzled expression and then left.

Time passed by, and another twelve years had passed in the blink of an eye.

“Level 5 Wizard Apprentice!”

Milton inspected his Spiritual Sea.

At present, if he were to materialize his Spiritual Power into attributes, he estimated it would exceed 10.

He, however, was still not a Level 1 Wizard. He remained on the realm of a Wizard Apprentice.

Milton had named this realm a Level 5 Wizard Apprentice.

His Spiritual Attributes could now exceed 10 because the Spiritual Power in his Spiritual Sea was condensed, not because the Spiritual Sea had genuinely expanded.

But he was sure that this was the correct path.

Perhaps the Path of Spiritual Wizard of later generations was the most perfect.

But why should the Milton of the present deduce the most perfect path? Could one person’s wisdom surpass the wisdom of hundreds of thousands of Wizards across millions of years? Impossible!

Milton had finally understood.

The Wizard Path of later generations was definitely not deduced in this era. In this era, there were countless paths to become a Level 1 Wizard that had been deduced.

Only that these paths were eliminated later on.

The Milton of the present was to deduce an alternative Wizard Path and pass the trial of the Guardian Sea.

However, he didn’t have much time left.

The Wizard Path that Milton had deduced had essentially no difference between a Level 3 Wizard Apprentice and a Level 5 Wizard Apprentice. It only featured enhanced Spiritual Power, but the lifespan hadn’t increased.

So, the time left for Milton was only about ten years at most.

Time passed, and nine years later.

Milton, with a solemn look on his face, nodded at Mansour standing before him.

This was his last chance. If he failed, a hundred years of research and speculation would be in vain.

Mansour was also extremely serious. He sat down cross-legged and began to meditate.

Time kept flowing until an extremely strong Spiritual Power erupted from Mansour’s body.

This Spiritual Power certainly exceeded the current limit of this world.

At the moment when the Spiritual Power surged from Mansour’s body, a huge wave of joy surged in Milton’s heart.

He finally succeeded!

An alternative Level 1 Wizard!

This realm was the end of the potential of the path Milton had chosen.

Level 6 Wizard Apprentice!

The next moment, the sound of shattering mirror resounded in Milton’s ears.