Duke ignored the fleeing crowd around him, looking at the familiar scene around him with immense nostalgia, even feeling a strong emotion, wanting to stay here.
He smiled, the lingering smell of tobacco in the air, yet his gaze was incredibly firm.
Duke was very clear about who he was, knowing where he was, and what he was doing.
A giant tree rose from the ground in the high-rise buildings in front, toppling numerous skyscrapers.
This is the Skill Tree.
The scene around him dissipated like foam, and in an instant, he was back in the Meditation Room.
Duke constantly used the Skill Tree as an anchor, always maintaining his clarity.
No matter what kind of illusion struck, as long as his connection with the Skill Tree remained, he would never fall into illusion.
The process of ascending to an Official Wizard is actually quite dangerous, and the step of illusions can easily trap one in it.
