The being behind this must be far more powerful than the old Mor, who had neglected to study magic and spells for many years, which is why he was able to control Mor's consciousness without resistance. He orchestrated the disappearance of the World Tree and the current abnormal riots of the large number of beast tides, and may even have mastered the technology related to chimeras in recent years.
Whether its true form is an individual or a group, it is extremely dangerous.
The only thing he overlooked was that the World Tree, which had always existed within the Holy Tree Barrier, was actually just an empty shell and hadn't stayed in its original position. Otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble would have followed.
At the end of the conversation, old Moore, who had been pondering, finally recalled a piece of information: recently, a young man who seemed familiar but was actually a complete stranger had been lingering in his shop. He was quite certain that he did not know the young man at all, and that the young man had claimed to be from [the Wisdom of the Stars] when he was talking to someone.
[Wisdom of the Stars]... This is the second time I've heard this name. I never expected to hear it under the current circumstances, which immediately put me on my guard.
Unfortunately, he couldn't understand what the other party was doing or who was in the group. The request that Yao was asked to keep an eye on things was also like a stone of moderate weight thrown into a river, which, after making a few splashes, quickly sank to the bottom.
Smacking the spoonfuls of pudding residue, the naive mentor revealed a fox-like smile: "Why don't you make some bolder assumptions? Don't just stay on the surface, and don't let your thinking get confused."
Don't just stay on the surface. Don't let your thinking get confused.
I was a little confused, not knowing what she was referring to, when I saw the tutor scoop a spoonful from the pudding bucket she was holding and shove it into my mouth, then ask with a smile, "Is it sweet?"
The caramel flavor with a hint of milkiness spread across my tongue, enveloping the smooth jelly in my mouth and gently bouncing, followed by a touch of sweetness with an enticing fruity aroma.
I nodded involuntarily, vaguely saying, "It's sweet, and it's a multi-layered sweetness, but it's not cloying at all, and it doesn't confuse you."
The mentor, now back in his original form, crossed his legs triumphantly and savored the flavor spreading in his mouth once more: "It's like this little tub of pudding. It looks like layers upon layers of questions, but when you break them down, they are interconnected yet independent. The fruity aroma can't overpower the sea salt and milk flavors, and the soft jelly differentiates and buffers the smoothness of the eggs and the caramel. Even when you eat them all together, you can clearly distinguish the layers, and because of the novelty, you never get tired of them."
I pondered for a moment, then finally shrugged, indicating that my brain had recently run away from home and hadn't returned, and that I needed to discuss and analyze it with someone before I could reach a conclusion.
Then the angry mentor punched him on the head.
They even called it "the brain-opening punch of love".
LOL, all I feel is a headache coming on, okay?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com