Wizard, I have a different world

If the source of essence is added to the spirit, it will be difficult for one's own strength to be significantly improved in a short period of time.

Spiritual power needs to act on witchcraft.

So far, the only witchcraft that Carl has mastered is the power of the tide and the incomplete Wrath of the God of Thunder.

Even the dodge spell, which does not require the construction of complex spell models, has not had time to practice.

Add physical fitness,

But it can be quickly transformed into strength.

Moreover, if a single value breaks through the 10-point mark, and the cultivation level reaches the middle stage of the first level, the strength will also double.

As the essence pours into the body, the skin, periosteum, internal organs, blood vessels... all undergo changes.

moment.

The originally chaotic and dangerous scene became traceable in Karl's perception.

Phantom bubbles flying around and various witchcraft attacks are reflected in the 'perception' through the stimulation of the skin and flesh.

Six flying arrows will fall on the body after half a breath, two days of fireballs will explode nearby after one breath, and the torrent of negative energy will wash out a channel in front of the body along with other offensives...

In this chaotic situation, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Side down!

"Uh-huh!"

Karl twisted his body, and his whole body was like a fish swimming in the water, rushing forward driven by the air.

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

A series of explosions sounded behind him, and Karl's figure shuttled through the flames, rolling to avoid several stray arrows.

Look up.

A wizard wearing a fiery red wizard robe holds a flame circle and shoots fireballs downwards.

A late first-order flame wizard!

There are many powerful auras in the field, but most wizards will subconsciously avoid ordinary people when they take action.

Although it cannot be completely avoided, we will try to pay attention to it.

Only this person had no scruples at all, and balls of flames fell towards the ground like a torrential rain.

In just a dozen breaths, countless people died in his hands on this street.

"snort!"

Karl hummed in his mouth, and seeing that there was no way to avoid it, he suddenly jumped up high and punched a ball of flames.

break!

The fighting spirit strengthened by the holy breath has a powerful demon-breaking effect, and the flames are torn apart by the fist.

"Open it for me!"

Karl's face was solemn, and he moved his hands to the left and right, and escaped from the attack circle while knocking away the flames.

Even if his constitution has just exceeded 10, he is still in the middle of the first level. He will not be helpless against the attacks of later wizards, and can at least resist the weakened range of witchcraft.

"ah!"

A familiar scream came from not far away.

Enid held up a colorful magic carpet with one hand and ran away in the chaos.

Explosions continued to sound around her, and the witchcraft light on the magic carpet flashed crazily, as if she was already exhausted.

"This way!"

Karl shouted, took out his staff and pointed it far away.

A ring of witchcraft - the power of the tide!

The water flow emerged out of thin air and rushed towards Enid's direction. Although the power was not great, it could at least block various escaping attacks.

"Karl!"

When Enid heard the sound, she couldn't help but look ecstatic on her face, and she quickly approached in a flash.

"Walk!"

When the two of them met, Karl looked back:

"Let's get out of here first."

"yes."

Enid nodded, and the two of them joined forces and flew into the distance, not stopping until they had traveled several miles.

"Unexpectedly, the Whirlpool Butterfly would appear near the market?"

Looking at the still chaotic rear, Enid showed lingering fear:

"Thanks to Karl for your help just now, otherwise... I may not be able to escape."

As he spoke, he glanced at the magic carpet in his hand with a painful look on his face.

This magic carpet is the only inherited witchcraft on her body. It has amazing defensive power and is almost useless this time.

But luckily it's there, otherwise I might not be able to get it out today.

"It should."

Karl waved:

"What should we do now? Just let them act like this?"

The war is still going on in the distance.

Countless people can be seen fleeing the battlefield quickly, but few have the courage to go upstream.

The patrol team formed by the three major families seems almost like a joke now.

"This is a hundred-year-old swirling butterfly. It can increase the chances of a late-level first-order wizard breaking through."

"Wizards who can reach the late first level have almost reached the limit of their lifespan. They will go crazy when faced with this kind of thing."

Enid shook her head:

"If the Cape family is still there, it is still possible to suppress them. Now... we can only wait for the matter to be over."

Karl shook his head slightly and slowly clasped his hands.

…………

By the time Daniel, the tower representative, arrived at the market, it was already the next day and the chaos had long ended.

The area on the edge of the market was in ruins, with hundreds of houses destroyed and corpses strewn on the ground.

"The second-level wizards are all outside, so..."

He spread his hands and looked helpless:

"So many late-level first-order wizards are going crazy. Even our tower must stay away from them."

"Um……"

"Actually, if I were there, I would probably grab it. After all, it's a hundred-year-old Whirlpool Butterfly."

"Yes." Karl smiled bitterly:

"During the beast tide, I attacked the official wizard. This time I saw the chaos of the magic forest."

"Haha..." Daniel laughed:

"This is already very good. I remember that a few years ago, there was a magic plant that could advance the second-level wizard. That is called terrifying."

"Several second-ring wizards fought each other, and the scene... I had nightmares for a long time."

"Alas!" Carl sighed:

"So, what happened in the end?"

"What do you mean?" Daniel was stunned, and then came back to his senses:

"The Vortex Butterfly was finally obtained by the two brothers of the Sanchez family. They are twins and both are late-stage first-level wizards."

"At present, they have disappeared, but there are not many alchemists who can make the True Knowledge Potion, and it is not easy for them to make the potion."

Carl nodded.

It is estimated that the well-known alchemists have been targeted by people, waiting for the two brothers of the Sanchez family to appear.

"Wizard Daniel."

After thinking for a while, he spoke slowly:

"A fire wizard appeared yesterday, with a special inherited magic weapon. What's his name?"

"You should be talking about the fire demon Wells, a bastard who sets fires everywhere." Daniel frowned, as if he thought of something, and looked at Carl with a solemn face:

"Although this man is a bastard, he is very strong and is also a strong man in the late stage of the first level."

"So..."

"No matter what he did, you can put it aside for now."

"Yes." Carl nodded:

"I understand."

"There is another thing." Daniel took a deep breath and said:

"The patriarch of the Mitchell family was unfortunately killed in the accident yesterday. You will go with me to comfort him later."

The Mitchell family?

Their patriarch is a late stage wizard, and the only one left. He died?

Without a late stage wizard in charge, a large family can no longer be supported.

The four major families that claimed to maintain the market, how long has it been since then, and now there are only two left.

Carl looked surprised and nodded in agreement.

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Another world.

Rapid City.

A man in servant's clothes walked on a mountain path, trembling and pointing upward.

"That's where Elder Karl lives."

Behind him were four ugly weirdos in sackcloth, who grinned at the words.

"It's really strange?"

One of them spoke in a strange voice, like a beast imitating human speech, with a strange tone:

"Didn't you say that this Carl is the best master in your Rapid City? How could he live in such a remote place?"

"I... I don't know." The man trembled, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground:

"I don't know anything, please don't kill me, I don't want to die, I still have family."

"How did you survive until now when you are so timid?" One of the weirdos reached out and touched the man's head, smiling:

"Even if we let you go this time, you probably won't live long, so let me fill your stomach."

"Crack!"

He spun with one hand, and the man's head turned 360 degrees on his neck, and there was still fear in his eyes, which had not yet extinguished his life.

"Gaga..."

The weirdo laughed grimly, opened his mouth wide and pounced on him, swallowing half of the man's head in one bite.

After a few bites, blood gushed out from the neck, and the whole head was eaten by him.

The other three seemed to be used to their companions eating people alive, and one of them even licked the corner of his mouth.

"Okay."

The tallest and most burly of the four frowned:

"Hurry up."

"The leader is still waiting for us over there, don't forget to bring that... violent potion?"

"Yes." The other three were obviously very afraid of each other and hurriedly answered.

The mountain road was rugged, with only a narrow path for travel, and the path was full of mud after the rain.

"Damn it!"

One person swung his left leg to shake off the dirt on his feet, cursing:

"Grand Duke Olaf, I really can't understand why a person who can make magical potions would live here?"

"Is he an ascetic monk?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The tall weirdo said in a muffled voice:

"At least we can save a lot of trouble here. If we are in the city, it is not easy to take people away."

"What are you afraid of?" Someone looked disdainful:

"There is no legendary level in the city below, and no one has received the blessing of the Grand Duke."

"Even if we use force, we can take people away!"

"Yes." Someone nodded:

"But there are some troubles in the city after all."

"I heard that the violent potion can allow knights to advance to great knights. If we have enough great knights..."

"We can occupy the territory of Grand Duke Joe!"

At this point, the eyes of the four people were full of enthusiasm.

Walking up the path, a tower gradually came into view, and the surrounding ground was full of gullies as if it had been plowed.

"Someone!"

The four of them tensed their bodies and leaped towards the tower. Their amazing jumping ability could amaze the knight.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

The four of them landed in front of the tower and looked at the two people in front of them. One of them frowned and shouted in a muffled voice:

"Who is Carl?"

There were two people squatting in front of the tower.

One of them was wearing a cloak, covering his facial features tightly. He looked up a little dully after hearing the voice:

"Wild people from the Olaf area, a disgusting smell, how did you come here?"

"Do you know us?" One of the four stepped forward and asked:

"Are you the alchemist Carl?"

"No." The cloaked man shook his head:

"I am also here to find him. It is unlucky for you to come. He has been at sea for more than a month and we don't know when he will come back."

"Aren't you?" After hearing this, the four of them looked regretful at first, and then exclaimed:

"It's been more than a month and you haven't come back yet?"

"Yes." The cloaked man nodded and sighed:

"You are luckier than me. I have been waiting here for more than a month. You have just arrived. At least you have less time to wait than me."

"Right!"

He asked:

"What are you looking for him for?"

"Our leader heard that there is a mysterious alchemist here who can refine magical potions that make people become great knights, so he asked us to take him to the territory." One person spoke and frowned:

"Why should I tell you?"

"Heh..." The cloaked man chuckled:

"The brains of savages are always not very bright. But you can't take people away. Carl wants to come with me."

"Follow you?" someone shouted angrily:

"Why?"

"Ah Da!" The tall weirdo suddenly said:

"Kill him!"

"Um?"

The strange man named Ada was stunned for a moment, then he smiled ferociously, stretched out his hands and rushed towards the cloaked man.

His movements were very simple, but his speed was astonishingly fast, and his momentum was like that of a tiger descending from the mountain.

Ordinary great knights may not be able to dodge this attack.

"call……"

The cloaked man swayed and retreated lightly. The speed seemed not fast, but he was not caught by the opponent.

"A beast, even if you have wisdom, you are also a beast."

Shaking his head slightly, the cloaked man waved to the person next to him:

"Kill them all!"

The figure next to him was wearing a tattered gown. He was thin and short, with a weak breath.

If the cloaked man didn't speak, everyone else would almost forget that there was another person in the room.

Kill them all?

The tall weirdo sneered.

He is the most valiant warrior and can resist even the legendary knights. Although his companions are not as good as him, they are not weak either. This man probably doesn't know who he is facing.

The next moment.

His smile froze on his face.

"puff!"

Ah Da, who was charging forward, froze up, his face full of disbelief, and he looked down at his chest.

A dry claw stretched out from the heart, grasping a steaming and still beating heart.

That heart...

be mine?

"Crack!"

The claws exerted force slightly, and his heart exploded instantly. Ah Da only felt pain, and his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

"Ada!"

"superior!"

"..."

The expressions of the remaining three people changed drastically, and they rushed forward with a roar.

The tall weirdo was the fastest. He clenched his fists with five fingers, his muscles were bulging, and his fists were smashed down by the strong wind.

This punch,

Able to break hard rocks.

"Peng!"

The tall weirdo froze.

The thin, short figure in front of him just raised his right hand slightly and blocked his full blow.

On the contrary, he felt as if he had been hit by a steel nail, and his fist hurt.

"Crack!"

The inconspicuous and thin figure just turned his wrist, and the tall weirdo's arm was broken inch by inch.

There was also an aura of death spreading towards the body. The great knight's peak fighting spirit had no resistance in front of this aura and was easily overwhelmed.

This is……

"Blasphemy..."

"Peng!"

The figure in front of him swung his legs, and the tall weirdo's head shattered like a watermelon.

"Peng!"

"Pumbaa!"

The figures flashed continuously, and after just a few breaths, the four people fell to the ground one after another, and they were lifeless.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Karl's figure appeared in the field at some point, looking at the two of them with surprise, and applauded gently:

"What a fast speed! What a powerful force!"

This kind of explosive power is already approaching the threshold of the mid-level first level. Expressed in numerical terms, it is at least nine points, which is higher than what he had some time ago.

"Is it you?"

The cloaked man raised his head, raised his hand to untie his cloak, exposed his old cheek, and knelt down on one knee facing Karl.

"Templar Boken, greet the guardian!"