Wizard, I have a different world

A ship appeared in the waters near Fire Island, and under the guidance of the two major chambers of commerce, it docked in an orderly manner.

Nearly a thousand sailors poured into the island and began to clear out the islanders and search for supplies.

Without the main combat force of the island owner Cherry, the other people on the Flame Island failed to stir up much trouble.

Main hall.

After a great war, this place was almost reduced to ruins.

Debris scattered and lava flowed.

There is almost no place to stay.

"Dear Guardian, it's a pleasure to meet you." The white-haired paladin came to Karl, performed an ancient courtesy, and said excitedly:

"Paladin Brown, I am willing to serve you."

Karl's face turned a little pale. Although he succeeded in killing the monster in the end, he felt uncomfortable.

My chest was tight and my hair was congested, and my hands were trembling slightly involuntarily. Fortunately, the foundation was not damaged and could be recovered with a little practice in a few days.

‘It seems that it is still too difficult for me now to deal with legendary level beings. ’

"Guardian?"

He looked at the other party:

"When did I get such a title?"

"Before the gods fell, the Moon Goddess was surrounded by four guardian knights from the sanctuary." Brown's voice was hoarse and he said slowly:

"They are the Giant Spirit, Sirius, Gemini, and Holy Crab respectively. They are also called the guardians of gods."

"you,"

"It should be the giant spirit of this generation!"

"Oh!" Karl raised his eyebrows:

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you practice the giant spirit breathing method."

"Is it that simple? No one among the Paladins practices the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique?"

"...No." Brown shook his head slightly and explained:

"Only the most devout believers are qualified to enter the holy city and become paladins. Only the most talented among the paladins can enter the holy realm in the sky. Only after defeating other competitors in the holy realm can they practice the four inheritance methods. ”

"And if you want to be the guardian of God, you must be the most outstanding person in the sanctuary."

"Dear Guardian, you should know very well that practicing the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique requires God's blessing, so..."

His eyes are wild:

"god!"

"No fall!"

Karl touched his chin.

When he practiced the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique, he was indeed blessed by the Moon Goddess. Although the goddess's condition seemed a little bad, she did not die.

"so……"

He was a little surprised and asked:

"You were not able to confirm before that the Moon Goddess did not fall?"

"Yes." Brown nodded:

"The Kingdom of God has been shattered. The Holy Church analyzed some signs and guessed that the goddess should still be alive."

"It's just that there has been no way to prove it, and your existence, Guardian, is a proof."

No wonder he was so excited.

For hundreds of years, the knights of the temple have been wandering on this continent. Although they are looking for the goddess, how many of them have not doubted in their hearts whether the goddess is still alive, but has actually fallen long ago?

Now,

There is evidence that the goddess is still alive. For the Paladin, it is no less than restoring faith.

"Over the years, the paladins have explored many ruins, and the temple has also included the two inheritance methods of the giant spirit and the holy crab."

Brown spoke:

"But for hundreds of years, no one has ever truly succeeded in cultivation. Those who cultivate are all weakened versions that do not require blessing."

"Not only the inheritance of the goddess, but also the inheritance left by other gods, they cannot be truly practiced."

Karl raised his eyebrows.

No wonder!

No wonder he is stronger than ordinary knights, and the breathing method accounts for a large part of the reason.

No matter how high the level of other people's breathing methods is, they are still not as high as the inheritance left by the gods.

Karl actually thought that his breathing method was very powerful, but he gave up this idea after being exposed to the furnace method.

The complete version of the Furnace Hundred Forms is by no means lower than the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique, and should even be higher.

but,

If no one succeeds in cultivation, then we have to talk about it separately.

With the giant spirit breathing method alone, if you reach the peak of the Great Knight, you can probably crush the top powerhouses in Freeport and have the ability to fight against legendary creatures.

"Guardian."

Brown spoke again:

"Please come with me to the temple. The paladins of this world will lead you to rescue the trapped goddess."

"Go to the church?" Karl shook his head:

"I'm not interested right now."

"ah!"

Brown looked stiff:

"Why... why?"

Logically speaking, the person who can receive the blessing of the goddess should be the most devout believer, but Karl does not seem to be the one.

There was even a clear lack of respect for the goddess in his tone.

"No reason."

Karl shook his head:

"I just don't want to."

joke.

God!

That is an existence that even the second-level wizards dare not touch. If I try to touch it now, I am simply seeking death.

Maybe the Moon Goddess has no ill intentions towards her, but what if?

Where are the other gods?

There are also the existences that caused the fall of many gods, those so-called evil gods, these things are far beyond his reach now.

"Guardian!"

Brown said hurriedly:

"You don't need to do anything. Just follow me back to the temple. The temple will try to find clues to the goddess from you."

These words made Karl even more afraid to go to the so-called holy church.

Who knows what method the other party will use.

bloodletting?

Anatomy?

…

With the Paladin's fanatical belief in the goddess, if they need to kill someone to save the goddess, they will never show mercy.

"never mind!"

Karl waved his hand and walked towards the outside.

"Guardian." Brown quickly followed:

"The temple has the inheritance left by the gods, there are many strong men to ensure your safety, there are super-grade seals, and the great divine grace you want is also there..."

Karl paused, then shook his head again.

Something he wants.

But it needs to be done under the premise of ensuring safety.

"Karl!"

At this time.

Susan's voice came from the front:

"Come and see what we found."

…………

This should be the 'boudoir' of Cherry, the owner of Fire Island.

The high ceilings are made of exquisite wooden beams and plaster ornaments. Sunlight shines through the stained glass, and mottled light and shadow dance on the smooth marble floor.

Various weapons were hung on the surrounding walls, with their sharp edges exposed and exuding a fierce and evil aura.

In the corner of the living room is a carefully crafted dressing table. The cosmetics and jewelry placed on it have become covered with dust.

"Cherry used to like makeup very much, which would make her abandon her dressing table. Her mind has obviously been twisted by the evil god."

Connie shook his head and looked at a meteorite on the bed:

"That's it?"

"Um."

Poseidon Hawk touched the meteorite with his trident:

"Broken?"

This is a fiery red meteorite the size of a fist. According to the people on the island, it was found from magma.

Since getting this meteorite, Cherry's temperament began to change.

It's not just her.

Everyone on the island has become confused, and only a few people who often leave the island still retain their sense.

But as soon as you come to the island, things will become very strange, and the longer time passes, the more obvious it becomes.

The surface of the meteorite is full of pits and pits, and there are many cracks inside. It will break into pieces at the slightest touch.

Connie stepped forward.

"careful!"

Susan reminded hurriedly.

"It's okay." Connie shook his head:

"The contents inside should be gone."

"Something?" Lula asked curiously:

"What?"

"The breath of the evil god." Connie held a piece of meteorite fragment in his hand, raised it towards the direction of the sun, squinted his eyes and examined it:

"According to my guess, hundreds of years ago, this extraterrestrial meteorite landed on this island with the aura of the evil god until it was discovered by Cherry."

"The evil god's aura bewitched her, causing her mind to twist and alienate step by step, and eventually turned into a monster."

"But as Cherry dies and the aura of the evil god disappears, the stone will crack."

"Not bad." Hawke nodded:

"According to Cherry's former pirate companion, she has been carrying this meteorite with her since she found it."

"When I'm eating, when I'm sleeping, when I'm fighting, I never leave this thing. I never let go until recently."

"The breath of the evil god..." Karl also picked up a meteorite fragment and used analysis to detect its material:

"Ordinary meteorites."

An ordinary meteorite, tainted with just a hint of the evil god's aura, almost wiped out everyone.

How terrifying should the real evil god be?

"look!"

Lula opened a curtain and revealed what was behind:

"What's this?"

On the ground behind the curtain, a strange pattern was drawn with blood, and different things were placed in every corner.

The whole scene is very strange.

"altar."

Connie squatted down, checked the ground, and explained:

"According to rumors, the gods accept prayers from countless believers every day, but only choose a very small number of lucky ones to respond."

"If an altar is set up and sacrifices are offered, the voices of believers will be perceived and responded to by the gods first."

"but……"

He straightened up, kicked down the things on the altar, and continued to speak:

"Because there is a barrier in our world, the power of the evil god cannot penetrate, and the voices of believers cannot be heard. Cherry probably wants to get in touch with the evil god's body through this method."

"No!" Karl shook his head:

"It's not Cherry, it's the Evil God."

"It controls Cherry to set up an altar and receive its own power."

"Yes!" Connie's eyes lit up:

"Unexpectedly, Karl, you also have a certain understanding of gods. Let's communicate more in the future."

Karl smiled:

"I'm curious about all knowledge."

"Destroy it!" Connie straightened up and found some books nearby and left them on the ground:

"They are all things that communicate with gods and confuse people's hearts."

"How about keeping it?" Lula touched her smooth chin, her eyes flickering back and forth:

"If we can communicate with the righteous God, we will also receive blessings."

"The gods have fallen, and even the most devout believers of the gods cannot get their response." Connie shook his head:

"We are even worse."

"What if..." After seeing Cherry's strength, Lula couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope:

"What if?"

"If you get a response, it will be worse," Kenney warned:

"Because you have communicated with the evil god. As a mortal, you must not try to understand the god."

"I'll do it." Karl took a step forward:

"Mortals are not allowed to spy on gods, but it shouldn't be a big problem to take a few glances at the descriptions of gods."

Saying,

Pick up a book.

Connie frowned subconsciously.

He knew better than anyone else the allure of these things, and few could resist trying them.

It’s okay if there is no response after trying, but there is a response…

That’s it!

…………

"The guardian is unwilling to go to the sanctuary."

Brown looked at the broken crimson moon in the sky, his eyes changing back and forth:

"Why did the goddess choose a person without faith to be her guardian? Is this also God's will?"

"No matter what, the news about the guardian must be sent back to the church. It is best to have a blasphemous knight come over to ensure the safety of the guardian."

Lower your head.

Brown carved lines of text on a strange stone.

The text flashed and then disappeared.

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Fragments of the Divine Realm.

Essence: 0.6

"really."

Karl looked at the light curtain in front of him:

"Essence is related to the gods. Whether it is a good god or an evil god, as long as it is contaminated with the breath of the god, there will be sesame. If I kill this kind of existence, I can obtain the sesame."

Name: Carl

Physique: 4.25

Mental strength: 4.38

Essence: 0.6

Level: Grand Knight, Senior Wizard Apprentice

Add physical fitness?

Mental power?

If you add spiritual power, you can increase the power of witchcraft and speed up the process of bloodline witchcraft.

But in the short term, the growth rate is not large.

Add physical fitness.

To be honest, not much has changed.

But there is one advantage, that is, the physical fitness value can reach the perfect limit of the Great Knight faster.

Especially after the cultivation of blood witchcraft, the physical fitness has increased rapidly in recent times, and there is no sign of slowing down yet.

so……

Increase your physique!

As soon as the thought moved, the data on the light screen changed accordingly, and a substantial sense of power emerged in the body.

The skin and flesh become firmer, the bones and internal organs are strengthened, and the life seeds expand at an accelerated rate.

Name: Carl

Physique: 4.55

Mental strength: 4.38

Essence: 0

Level: Grand Knight, Senior Wizard Apprentice

"Crash..."

The mage rolled up a book in his hand and opened it in front of Karl. It contained many complicated patterns.

"How to communicate with gods?"

"I wonder if I, the Lord of God's Domain, can use it. If so, what will it look like?"

Currently, there are only two ways to break through the Great Knight and become a legend. One is to obtain the blessing of the gods.

One is to have a special bloodline.

The latter kind of Karl can only pray that the abyss blood in his body will work, but based on the experience of his predecessors, there is a high probability that it will not work.

You can try the first one.

It seems that communicating with gods is not easy.

…………

Althea landed on the island, looked at the obviously neglected path in front of her, and shook her head helplessly.

"Karl."

"If you don't have time, you can hire some mortals and let them take care of the island regularly."

She said with regret:

"The island you and Sibel own has a good environment, but it's a bit of a waste just to grow some food."

"Let's talk about it later." Karl waved his hand and led her into the house:

"Sit down first and I'll prepare the drinks."

The sweet and attractive mead is the favorite of the nobles of the Kingdom of Gondor, and many wizards also like this nudge.

"Did you do it yourself?"

Althea took a small sip and nodded with satisfaction:

"good."

"Just like it." Karl took out something and put it on the table, a complicated look flashed in his eyes:

"That's it. Please estimate the price."

Althea picked up the ring on the table, put it in her hand and examined it for a moment, then uttered two syllables.

"Guna!"

moment.

A halo emerged from the ring, and a whole set of armor emerged out of thin air, floating quietly in the air.

"It's unbelievable!"

As Althea, who has seen many demonized items, she couldn't help but marvel when facing this set of armor:

"Two-ring witchcraft hidden in the void! One-ring witchcraft automatically assembles!"

"Advanced magic items..."

"No!"

"It may be an inherited witchcraft, but it is more used by knights rather than wizards."

Said.

He shook his head with regret again.

"pity!"

"It's too broken, with scars all over its body. Its defense is probably not as strong as an ordinary demonized item."

It's really too broken.

This armor that had been with Karl for a long time could be said to be covered in bruises, like a tattered beggar's uniform.

Especially this time, the fight against the strange bird transformed by Cherry, the owner of Fire Island, almost completely destroyed it.

"But its grade is still there after all. If it can be repaired, even a formal wizard will be happy to buy it."

Althea looked thoughtful:

"There are only a few inherited witchcraft weapons in the nearby countries. Even if they are broken, they can still be sold for a good price."

"I think it's worth about two hundred magic stones."

She didn't ask about the origin of this thing. She only saw how worn it was. It was at least an antique from hundreds of years ago.

Some of the cracks were very new, as if they had just experienced a fight not long ago.

But this situation is even more inconvenient to ask.

As a qualified businessman, Althea knew very well what to ask and what not to ask.

"Then I'll trouble you." Karl said:

"I want to auction it through you and get 10% of the transaction price as a reward. What do you think?"

"10%?" Althea nodded:

"Can!"

It is not difficult for her, and a broken inherited witchcraft may also be sold for the price of a high-level magic item.

"If you're not in a hurry for money, I suggest selling it at a large auction."

“With pre-publicity, it can also attract more potential buyers and may sell for a higher price.”

"Okay." Karl had no objection:

"Since it's been left to you, I'll handle it in your own way."

"I just like cheerful guests like you." Althea pursed her lips and smiled, and took out a contract:

"Confirm and then sign."

"This thing is too expensive, we'd better go through the formal process."

"Right."

She took out another book:

"You asked me to buy the alchemy book, but...are you planning to change your career to become a weaver?"

Alchemy has many branches.

Generally speaking.

Even pharmacy can be classified into alchemy.

As for refining magical items, there are sub-categories such as wizard hats, gloves, clothing, and fabrics.

Karl smiled and said nothing.

After the death of the strange bird transformed by Cherry, the owner of Fire Island, some 'fluff' was left behind, which is a very rare weapon refining material that can be used to refine magical items.

Of course it cannot be wasted.

"Right!"

When he said goodbye and left, Althea thought of something and looked back:

"Do you remember Anslot?"

"Remember." Karl nodded:

"Tim's friend, I heard he disappeared?"

"He's dead." Althea shrugged:

"The body was retrieved from the depths of the swamp. It is still unknown who did it."

"What I want to say is that he once entrusted me to try to purchase the high-level magic items you inherited from Adolf."

"Oh!" Karl raised his eyebrows:

"Yeah?"

Watching the other party go away, Karl thought for a moment, came to the library, and stood in front of a picture scroll.

The woman in the painting is sleeping.

"Gina?"

"Ah!" Gina suddenly came to her senses, opened her eyes and smiled:

"Dear Master, what are your orders?"

"Are you sleeping?" Karl asked curiously.

"No!" Gina said with a serious face, stretched out her hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and said:

"I'm meditating!"

"As a soul servant full of knowledge, I need to think all the time in order to better serve you, my master."

?

Karl was speechless.

He shook his head and asked tentatively:

"I just heard the news that you have a secret hidden in your body. Is it true?"

"Secret?" Gina chuckled:

"I thought Master you wouldn't ask."

"It's true. I have a secret in my body, but the person who made me put a lock on this secret. The owner can only open it after he becomes an official wizard."

Is there really a secret?

No wonder Anslot was obsessed with him and thought he and Tim had a good relationship enough to avenge each other.

"So……"

His thoughts turned quickly, and Karl asked slowly:

"How do you know if I'm an official wizard now?"

"It's very simple." Gina spread her hands:

“Hold my frame and you’ll know the answer.”

Karl looked at her deeply, then turned and left. It was good to know that there was a secret, but it seemed that now was not the time to unravel it.

…………

Two months later.

Physique: 4.7

"Progress is slowing down!"

Karl stretched his muscles and shook his head helplessly.

Thanks to the blessing of the Abyss bloodline, his physique has grown rapidly in recent months.

now,

It finally started to slow down.

"Now he should be similar to the three great masters of Freeport. They are all peak knights, not much lower than Poseidon Hawk."

"In another year or two, with the help of the flesh and blood of legendary creatures, we should be able to reach the limit of the Great Knight's values."

"As for strength..."

"It should be a sure win over Hawke. With the help of witchcraft, it can be easier to kill ordinary legendary creatures."

"Um?"

With slightly raised eyebrows, Karl stepped out of the house.

It was late at night.

The originally gloomy sky became darker and darker, almost to the point where you could hardly see your fingers. Only the houses in front of the huge island still had a faint halo of light.

"Catherine?"

Karl frowned slightly and walked towards the light.

"squeak……"

He slowly opened the door.

The scene in the hall made his face freeze, and he subconsciously held the hilt of the broadsword he carried.

altar!

An altar to communicate with the gods!

During this period of time, he had been studying knowledge related to gods, and he could tell what the patterns on the ground were at just a glance.

Catherine is just an ordinary person. Although she is married to a senior wizard apprentice, she is not studious.

Did she arrange such complicated patterns and furnishings?

What is she going to do?

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

Karl's throat rolled, and he felt his heart beat faster. The sense of danger brought by the abyss bloodline made him subconsciously realize that something was wrong, but it was obviously too late to withdraw at this time.

"clatter……"

Footsteps came from inside the house.

Catherine, dressed in gauze pajamas, walked out slowly.

The thin gauze clothes could not hide her figure very well, but gave her a hazy and charming beauty.

At this time, Karl had no intention of admiring the beauty of the other party, but said with a fearful expression:

"Who are you?"

The one standing in front of him was clearly Catherine.

But,

In his perception, it was a strange and terrifying aura.

Like the stars in the sky and the deep sea, just moving slightly, it seemed as if the sky was falling and the earth was sinking.

This feeling...

It was very similar to the situation when Cherry, the owner of Fire Island, was distorted by the aura of the evil god, but it was different.

At that time, Cherry was insane and only knew how to kill, even if she was a monster.

And Catherine in front of him.

Although she was also a "monster", she seemed to have reason, with a pair of dark and deep eyes, like a bottomless abyss, and the intensity of her aura was far greater than the monster that Cherry turned into.

"Great Knight?"

Looking at Carl, 'Catherine' spoke slowly, her voice was hoarse, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"This does not match the memory of the believers."

Shaking her head gently, 'she' did not seem to be prepared to delve into it. After all, she was just a mere great knight, still belonging to the category of mortals, not worth her attention. Her eyes swept across the window sash and cast into the dark night sky outside.

"The Black Swamp, the foul breath, really should be completely purified!"

"Carl."

'She' looked at Carl:

"Take me to see the gray-robed wizard here."

"Gray-robed wizard?" Carl slowly stepped back and asked again:

"Who are you?"

"Me?" 'Catherine's eyes were dazed, and she hesitated for a moment before she smiled, bowed her head and gestured, her voice was solemn and distant, like the sound of a vast bell echoing in her ears:

"Foolish and ridiculous mortal, the one standing in front of you now is the servant of God, the angel Remiel."

Carl's eyes lit up.

A white angel appeared in his perception, and her existence was like a bright starlight, embellishing the deep, dark night like a dream.

'She' had a pair of snow-white wings behind her, and when she fluttered gently, there was a golden light, like a meteor across the sky, beautiful and suffocating.

Although her tone was full of contempt and sarcasm, her beautiful eyes were still full of warmth and love, as if no matter how much grief and trauma she encountered, they could be soothed and given endless light and hope.

Angel!

Remiele!

Carl's eyes shrank, and his skin tightened instantly.

"Servant of the Lord of Dawn?"

"Mortal!"

Remiele said displeasedly:

"You talk too much. Take me to see the Gray Robe Wizard. This time I come with God's will."

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