Wizard, I have a different world

"Professor Karl, please excuse me."

Blaise held Karl's hand tightly with a grateful look on his face.

He even opened the car door himself, and then slowly turned around until the car drove away and the taillights could no longer be seen.

"Monica, why are you here?"

"I miss you, don't I?"

Monica shrugged.

"Alas!" Blaise sighed:

"Ever since I graduated from college, I can no longer tell which of your words is true and which is false?"

"..."

Monica stopped smiling.

The two of them loved each other fiercely when they were young, and both made great sacrifices for each other.

As she grew older, she had more and more secrets, and she finally had no choice but to break up with her.

then……

The look in Blaise's eyes was something she would never forget.

"Let bygones be bygones."

Monica turned around and headed towards the mine:

"You forget, I am a historian, and I am especially interested in 'prehistoric stories'."

"Scarabs have appeared in 'Prehistoric Stories' before. I heard about it and of course I wanted to come and see it."

"Prehistoric stories are all lies." Blaise shook his head and followed:

"The real historical data only lasts for more than six hundred years. There is an extreme lack of historical data for the period of the gods before that, let alone the so-called prehistoric stories?"

prehistoric,

Before there was history!

According to legend, an era before the gods were born, a period of ancient chaos.

"Maybe."

Monica smiled:

"Please look for a map of the underground mines, especially the area near where the scarab was found."

"You want to go down?" Blaise frowned, but he also knew the other person's character and would never back down easily, so he immediately said:

"Wait a minute, you need an oxygen mask and a liquid nitrogen gun to go down."

Monica stretched her muscles and exercised all year round, allowing her to maintain a tall and graceful body line even though she was nearly forty years old.

On the other hand, Blaise, at the same age, had obviously changed his body shape due to hanging out in nightclubs too much.

"Crash..."

The chain slid, and several figures descended down the elevator toward the ground.

"Peng!"

"Boom..."

Accompanied by several muffled sounds, the elevator seemed to be stuck somewhere, and it suddenly accelerated and fell.

"careful!"

"Ahem..."

Smoke and dust filled the air.

By the time Blaise waved away the smoke, there were already two figures missing from the field.

Monica, Barrow.

…………

"Unexpectedly, Miss Monica turned out to be an extraordinary person." Barrow held the miner's lamp in his hand and said as he walked forward:

"Still a second-level transcendent."

"You should get used to it." Monica followed behind and said slowly:

"As long as you have money in this world, you can buy most things, including things that contain extraordinary power."

"And I..."

"There's plenty of money."

Barrow nodded.

Billiton Group is the largest concentration of wealth in Fast City. As the eldest daughter of the group, Monica is most in need of money.

As for extraordinary people, they need to register with the Night Watch organization...

A large part of his salary is paid by Billiton Group. If the other party doesn't want to register, can he still force it?

"Miss Monica."

Taking a deep breath, Barrow asked:

"Do you know anything about scarabs?"

"Um."

Monica nodded:

"Scarabs were usually created when a pharaoh died to prevent anyone from harming his body."

"Well..."

"Most common in prehistoric times."

"Is there really a prehistoric period?" Barrow looked back and frowned:

"The history of the Night Watch organization is only recorded in the period of the gods."

"Since the birth of a god, the history before the god has been sealed, and the secrets of the past have also been hidden." Monica said as she walked:

"But after the gods fell, the things that were once buried gradually surfaced."

"Like the tombs down there."

The two stopped.

Look at the bronze door ahead.

The mine is about two meters high, but only part of the gate was dug out. It is roughly estimated that the gate should be five meters high.

thickness……

Barrow reached out and knocked, using his special sense to know:

"Half a meter thick."

"Get out of the way." Monica took a step forward, her hands gradually became transparent, and she reached out and pressed towards the stone door:

"Let's go in first."

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"Creatures from prehistoric times?"

Carrying the frozen scarab to the laboratory, Karl threw it into the detector and turned on the switch.

With his extraordinary perception, nothing about the scarab is a secret to him, but there is one mystery that remains unsolved.

"Petrified?"

"Or..."

"Freeze time?"

Scarabs assume a stone, sculptural form when exposed to no external stimuli.

Once stimulated, it will quickly change from stone to living thing.

Similar to the ability of the first-level creature Gargoyle.

And once petrified, the scarab's life will hardly elapse and it can survive for a long, long time.

But it is not eternal life after all.

"The gods have ruled this world for who knows how many epochs, and even the wizarding world has no accurate time records."

Karl rested his chin on his hand, thoughtfully:

"At the very least, it's millions of years."

"If this scarab is really a prehistoric creature, it would be equivalent to millions of years of time."

"This method..."

"It shouldn't be possible at the third level!"

"Buzz..."

As Carl gently pressed his hands downward, countless complex magic circuits and witchcraft spells appeared in the laboratory.

As the witchcraft was running, the sealed scarab began to change.

Its limbs were decomposed bit by bit, and its internal organs were clearly exposed. The basic organs expanded and grew rapidly.

Finally, it turned into something like a naan ball.

"Cell?"

"Bacteria?"

"..."

"It seems that time has been directly sealed. It is a very clever method, comparable to the time witchcraft of the five-ring wizard."

Carl waved his hand, and the things in front of him were selected and changed, and the secrets hidden in them were revealed one by one.

"The most basic logic is..."

"Chaos!"

"It seems that before the birth of the gods, this world did have fifth-order or even sixth-order life forms."

Carl's face was solemn:

"This scarab should have another form, and the chaos factor in its body will cause some kind of violence."

"Strange?"

"It doesn't look like it is guarding anything, but more like it is used to seal some kind of existence."

…………

"Bang!"

The heavy bronze door was knocked open by modern machinery, and Blaise and his party walked into a hall in dust.

"My God!"

"There is such a place underground?"

"Why didn't the instrument detect it before?"

"..."

Everyone whispered, their voices full of surprise and disbelief.

And Blaise was attracted by the two figures who had already entered the hall, and rushed forward without paying attention to the surrounding environment.

"Monica, just now..."

"Just now the elevator had an accident and we fell down halfway." Monica waved her hand:

"Just found a small path leading here."

"Is that so!" Blaise did not doubt:

"What is this place?"

"A palace, a place to worship ancestors." Monica looked up and looked at the relief above the hall with a complicated look:

"It's not a sacrifice to gods, but a sacrifice to one's own ancestors."

"Huh?"

Blaise frowned:

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong." Monica shook her head gently:

"I just thought about where the gods came from. After all, the method of worshiping gods is similar to what is happening now."

"It should be that the ancestors came first, and then the ancestors protected their descendants, and finally conquered other places, and the most powerful ancestors became gods."