Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 272 Another Year

"Clang..."

The massive stone gate slowly closed, making a heavy sound.

As the palace doors closed, the entire hall seemed to be sealed off, isolated from the outside world.

A rich fire-attribute aura permeated the entire hall, and every breath seemed to be filled with flames.

In just a few years, Karl raised his mental strength to 33, almost one point per year, all thanks to the special environment of this place.

The Palace of the God of Fire!

If it were complete, it would definitely be a fifth-tier divine artifact; even if it were just a side hall, it would still be a top-tier third-tier artifact.

The key is...

For Karl, who cultivates fire-attribute meditation techniques, this palace is something he wouldn't return even if he took a fourth-tier artifact.

With it, even without external aids, he is confident that he can raise his cultivation to the third level within a hundred years.

Fighting here is like having an extra high-quality wizard tower, at least doubling your strength.

"Whoosh..."

Flames swirled around him like waves, the flames that should have been raging were now as smooth as silk.

Karl sat cross-legged in the center, looking at his data panel.

Source quality: 36

If all of it is used to increase constitution, it can approach the second-tier limit of fifty points, but it is not very meaningful.

The numerical increase wouldn't significantly boost Karl's strength, given that he had cultivated the Saintly Demon Transformation to the seventh level.

After all, his true strength far exceeds his base stats, and the world's rules also limit the extent to which he can unleash his power.

Increase mental strength...

After thinking for a moment, Karl had a thought, and the source energy disappeared, while the mental energy column jumped slightly.

Mental strength: 33-36.6

The surge in his spiritual power caused him to let out a muffled groan, sparks flew from his eyes, and ripples spread across the surrounding flames.

"come out!"

With a thought, a flame shot out from between his brows, transforming into a giant of fire in mid-air, standing tall against the wind.

Compared to before, the fire giant is now more solid, and its aura is more powerful.

Carl looked pleased:

"As expected of the Secret Order's top secret technique, this accompanying witchcraft alone surpasses other witchcraft."

The fire giant is the core technique of the witchcraft he possesses.

The higher Karl's cultivation level, the stronger this witchcraft becomes; theoretically, there is no upper limit.

In addition,

The Flame Giant resides permanently in the inner sea of ​​the mind, cultivating at all times, essentially serving as an auxiliary cultivation system.

In critical moments, it can even be used to take someone's place and avoid disaster.

Its power is also considerable.

A single slash of the flames, capable of melting everything, would reduce a second-tier being to ashes in no time.

However, if the fire giant were severely injured, Karl would also be injured, which is why he did not use it when dealing with the black dragon.

"A year from now, we should be ready to go to the battlefield."

Looking at the fire giant, Karl seemed to be deep in thought:

"Time is limited, so I can't cultivate any powerful witchcraft. However, I can re-forge the talisman."

"With so many Fireball Seals in hand, it's time to put them to good use."

The secret tradition also includes methods for crafting talismans, one of which is a form of witchcraft called the Fiery Golden Crow.

It is said to have originated from a firebird that could transform into the sun, and the key is that it can be modified using the Chain Fireball Seal.

A dozen or so consecutive fireballs can be stacked together to create a second-tier Fiery Golden Crow.

Three basic Flaming Golden Crow Talismans can be upgraded to intermediate level.

The same reason.

Three intermediate cards can be upgraded to advanced cards.

A high-level Blazing Golden Crow Talisman is no less powerful than Karl's own full-force attack.

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one year later.

The Lop Nur Islands.

Streaks of light stretched across the sky, descending towards the island.

Thousands of miles away from the archipelago, a giant carriage pulled by four heavenly horses is approaching.

Two people sat facing each other in the carriage.

The twins, Jobs, are the only bloodline of Archduke Ferdinand remaining in the Grand Duchy, and they have come to the council in the Archduke's stead.

Job did not transform.

Instead, he revealed a demigod body six meters tall, his body covered in fat, making him look like a giant fat man.

Beside him stood a beautiful woman dressed in a black robe, her eyes dark and deep.

The two scythes, middle-ranking servants of the God of Death.

"I heard that Mevia will also be attending the meeting."

Job narrowed his eyes, a cold glint in them:

"It's been hundreds of years since I've seen this unpleasant older sister, and I can't wait to see her."

"Yes." Lin Er nodded.

"This meeting has been approved by the gods, and Her Highness is accompanied by her retinue from our world; she will also be attending."

"Heh..." Job grinned.

The divine beings and their retinues that have entered this world come from many places, and even from different worlds.

That's how it is.

The gods of the world where Kamaji resides discussed suspending their internal strife and first driving away the gods' retinues from other worlds.

After all, they have experience in cooperation, and it's not too late to expand their faith after they have conquered the world.

Such as dragons, creators, evil gods from other worlds...

These are their primary targets.

It was with this consensus that we have today's gathering, where deities and their families from all walks of life have come together to discuss matters.

How to form alliances, how to divide the currently occupied territory, and how to expel the followers of other evil gods.

These all need to be discussed.

Archduke Ferdinand, as one of the few demigods in this world, was recruited by several deities early on.

The God of Death promised that if anyone helped Him conquer the world, they would have the opportunity to be promoted to a god.

Since they belonged to the same lineage as the Death faction, they reached a consensus.

"Kamaji".

Job patted his fat belly and said with a smile:

"Do you have any way to help me kill Mavia?"

"Hmm?" Kamaji looked up:

"What does Your Highness mean by this?"

"I have a method to seize the demigod bloodline from my other brothers and sisters to strengthen myself," Job said.

"If I can obtain the demigod bloodline from Mevia, I can become a third-tier being, which would also benefit our cooperation."

"This..." Lin Er hesitated, thought for a moment, and asked:

"Does His Highness know of this method?"

"Of course I know!" Job grinned.

"Otherwise, why would we brothers live so far apart, and Sodan even hides in the Twelve Constellations and never shows his face?"

"Will she attack you?" Lin Er asked.

"Haha..." Job laughed loudly.

"If she weren't afraid of her father, perhaps she would, but as long as her father is still alive, she wouldn't dare to do that to me..."

Before he could finish speaking...

A fireball suddenly fell from the sky, and the fireball, which was more than ten meters in diameter, hit the carriage directly, engulfing the two people inside.

A violent explosion then occurred.

"boom!"

Amidst the raging flames, a figure roared and charged out:

"Who?"

"Get out here!"

"call……"

Dark clouds swept across the sky, and a streak of fire shot out from them, instantly transforming into a hundred-meter-long fiery dragon.

The fire dragon roared to the sky, coiled its body, and rushed towards Job.

Dragon Claws Probe Fiercely.

Dragon Claw Hand!

"A dragon's wicked retinue?"

Job's eyes narrowed:

"A bunch of shady characters who dare to show their faces in front of me? They're asking for death!"

Divine Skill - Invincible Body!

A faint, luminous aura enveloped his body, allowing him to withstand the incoming dragon claws and slap out with his own hand.

"Whoosh!"

The space behind him tore open, and Mevia's figure appeared silently, reaching out to gently pat out.

(End of this chapter)