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He held the potion in his hand.

Through the transparent walls of the bottle, he watched the tiny specks of light flickering within.

Boer felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

At that moment, he felt as though he had grasped the helm of fate itself!

The last time he had felt this way was when he had ignited his spark and become a Planeswalker. Back then, he had felt that every treasure in the world was his for the taking.

And after that feeling had surged into his still-young heart, he had immediately immersed himself in the great power of strength.

He became vain and extravagantly wasteful...

In just three short years, he had transformed his birthplace—a shabby little fishing village by the sea—into the capital of the largest kingdom in the entire Huai Sha World!

Whether they were mighty Spellcasters once beyond his reach, Demonic Beasts left behind from ancient times, or ancient kingdoms hidden deep within the desert...

Before his incomparably formidable mana, they could only bend the knee and submit!

In fact, during that time period, Boer had not even systematically studied spells.

Simply by using a few of the most basic abilities of a Planeswalker, he had effortlessly crushed every mortal in the world!

No matter how long they had accumulated their strength, what sort of background or origins they possessed, or how much struggle and effort they had poured in...

After fate had brought him the chance to ignite his spark, Boer, who had once been nothing but a weak mortal, instantly skipped every step and gained overwhelming power!

It was also from that moment onward that Boer realized something.

Hard work truly could not compare to talent...

No matter how much sweat someone of mediocre talent shed, there would always be people born standing