Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 250 Ambush

This world has lost the protection of the gods. If one wants to preserve their origins amidst the covetousness of evil gods from other lands, then pledging allegiance to certain 'righteous gods' is undoubtedly the best option.

After all, what 'righteous gods' want is to continuously harvest the faith of living beings, rather than draining the pond like evil gods do.

For Carl...

What he wants is to kill the divine beings' followers to obtain the source matter. It would be safer and easier to succeed if he allied with the followers of the true gods.

Mevia...

No one knows what this woman really wants, but she seems equally interested in killing the evil god's familiars.

Since we are going to join forces against the enemy, we should naturally familiarize ourselves with our own strengths and methods.

"I have the bloodline of the God of Death and Sleep, and possess the talent for hypnosis and cursing death, but it is extremely ineffective against the followers of evil gods."

Mavia spoke first:

"Furthermore, I obtained a fourth-tier glove from the Divine Realm years ago, which can easily cut through any being below the third tier."

As she spoke, she raised her hands, her smooth, well-shaped hands gleaming with a fleshy sheen, and it was hard to notice that she was wearing gloves unless you looked closely.

Fourth order?

The men's expressions turned serious, while Karl raised an eyebrow slightly.

He had seen Mevia use her power; with a mere flick of her fingers, a lower-ranking deity's servant was torn apart from its flesh and bones, utterly powerless to resist.

The gloves are real!

But Mevia has much more than just this one pair of gloves.

Having been trapped in the City of Death for hundreds of years, and with her cultivation level difficult to increase, she will most likely cultivate martial arts techniques and secret methods.

Sacred Technique?

A divine skill?

At least her flying technique is very strong.

"I am a native of this world, a knight who has fortuitously gained the approval of the God of Slaughter and become one of His servants," Karl began.

"My main method is physical combat. I have a mid-stage second-tier cultivation level and have mastered several sacred techniques."

Ok?

Mei blinked in surprise.

In her memory, Karl's aura was ferocious, unlike that of a mid-stage second-tier cultivator. Instead, he seemed more like a late-stage second-tier or even a high-ranking third-tier subordinate.

However, considering that the other party worships the god of slaughter, it is understandable.

The retinues of such deities often possess strength exceeding that of their peers.

Mevia shook her head inwardly.

She didn't know how many tricks Karl had up his sleeve, but the fact that he possessed a third-tier abyss bloodline was undeniable.

"I am Night Owl."

The owl spoke:

"A mid-level follower of the God of Death, possessing a second-tier Death Scythe and a Book of Wraiths, but nothing else."

"Plum." Plum spoke tactfully:

"A mid-level follower of the God of Light, he was granted the cultivation of the early stage of the second tier by the deity, has cultivated some light-based divine arts, and possesses a third-tier scepter."

"I can restore you!"

"Heh..." Night Owl chuckled dryly, seemingly indignant that the other party had a third-tier item:

"If you don't want to get us killed, don't bring up recovery."

"Uh..." Mei was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then suddenly realized:

"I forgot."

Both the Goddess of Sleep and the Goddess of Death have a natural aversion to light, and her healing magic is poison to Mavia and Night Owl.

As for Karl...

His physical body can be transformed into a giant abyssal squid, and he also possesses second-tier life water, making his regenerative power already exaggerated enough. Unless it's a third-tier divine spell, it's difficult to stack up his abilities.

"That's fine!"

Mavia stood up:

"I'll let you know when it's time to take action."

"Um..." Mei slowly raised her right hand and tentatively asked:

"Your Highness, may I go and spread the faith now?"

Night Owl's eyes lit up, and he looked up as well, clearly impatient.

"Whatever you want." Mavia waved her hand.

"As long as they don't fight, it's fine."

"Don't worry." Mei nodded emphatically.

"The teachings of the God of Light encourage people to do good, and I will teach believers to view death correctly."

The owl chuckled.

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The city lord of Zecheng was named Jinge. He was a fat man covered in fat, and his short legs allowed him to run quickly on the fourth level.

He reached the summit via the stone steps and knelt on one knee.

"Your Highness!"

"Um."

Mevia stood with his hands behind his back beneath the stone pavilion, squinting at the city below, a cold smile on his face:

"You're all fat, but you have a kind heart."

"If I don't contact you, will you really agree to convert to the water god of another world?"

"I wouldn't dare!" Jingge was covered in sweat.

"I just feel that this rain can't continue, and we need to find a way out for the people in the city."

"Since I conveyed the message of faith in the god of water, it has not rained near Ze City for several days."

"Hmph." Mevia snorted coldly.

"Will you come today?"

"Yes, I will." Jingle nodded hurriedly.

"The high-ranking servant of the God of Water is named Hongqiu, a very strange name. Although he is domineering, he is very punctual."

He said he'd definitely come today.

"Okay," Mavia said.

"Wait at the foot of the mountain. If he comes, that's fine. If he doesn't come, you don't need to go back."

Jingge turned pale and hesitantly took his leave.

"Your Highness."

Watching Jingle's retreating figure as he descended the mountain, Night Owl frowned and asked:

"Can he be trusted?"

"The divine retinue has methods to probe people's hearts, and it's not easy to hide your true thoughts from them."

"Don't worry," Mevia said.

"He is my bloodline knight."

The owl understood.

A Blood Knight could never betray his creator, and even the slightest hint of disloyalty would be known to Mavia.

"Let's wait!"

Karl closed his eyes, letting the cold wind and drizzle hit him.

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"They're here!"

I don't know how much time has passed.

Mavia suddenly spoke, and Carl opened his eyes, while Night Owl and May reacted a beat slower.

In the distance, through the rain, a crystal-clear water dragon was seen rushing towards them, accompanied by a violent storm.

Look closely.

Two figures stood atop the water dragon's enormous head.

"One high-ranking member and one mid-ranking member, similar to what we expected," Mevia said, narrowing her eyes.

"I'll hold off Hongqiu, while the three of you deal with the other mid-level relatives, and then we'll join forces."

"Alright!" Night Owl responded, transforming into a wisp of black smoke as he charged upwards, his Grim Reaper scythe slashing at the water dragon from afar.

At the same time, a book appeared behind his head, its pages turning, vaguely locking onto the figure on the water dragon.

"Death's retinue?"

Hongqiu was taken aback for a moment, then his face lit up with disdain:

"Instead of staying put and spreading the faith in a corner, a mid-level member of the family has come here to die!"

"Whoosh!"

Before he could finish speaking, his vision suddenly blurred, and a crystal-clear hand appeared in his perception.

Those slender, delicate fingers, like the most perfect works of art, subconsciously draw people in.

wrong!

Hongqiu was, after all, a member of the superior's family.

Moreover, it was a third-tier high-ranking familiar, who instantly sensed something was wrong, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

"Bang!"

A water sphere appeared out of thin air, right in front of my palm.

The water sphere was small, but each water droplet inside weighed over a thousand pounds. When it exploded, it could shatter even a mountain.

Such effortless and precise operational skills are clearly only achievable by a third-tier expert.

A loud bang.

Mevia had no choice but to dodge and retreat.

However, he pounced again in an instant. His seemingly light movements forced Hongqiu to go all out to deal with him.

Before they knew it, they had separated from their companions.

"Great God of Light, grant me the blazing sun, and let it transform into arrows of light to punish the guilty."

Mei chanted a low prayer, and magical arrows of light immediately appeared around her, shooting towards the figure on top of the water tap.

"Jingle bells..."

A series of sharp collision sounds rang out.

The supple water dragon suddenly coiled up, its skin instantly turning into gold and iron, completely blocking the light arrows.

"dragon?"

Mei was taken aback, then her face lit up with realization:

"It's a dragon's bloodline, not a water dragon created by divine magic."

"I'll do it."

Karl appeared above the water dragon, his battle aura roaring out, and a phantom image of a Buddha appeared out of thin air.

Ten Thousand Buddha Hands - Dragon Subduing Seal!

(End of this chapter)