Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 274 Killing Relatives

Karl sat cross-legged on the magic flying carpet, drifting aimlessly along the path below.

He certainly has a mission.

Mavia's words still echoed in my ears.

Even with the pre-prepared array, Orianna still needs time to refine her bloodline, and the entire process will be sensed by Ferdinand. Although he cannot pinpoint the exact location, he can know the general direction, and there will definitely be divine beings related to her searching nearby.

"And you, my friend, need to find a way to lure these divine followers away, to buy Orianna some time."

"With the aid of the formation, refining the bloodline is quick; it can be completed in two or three days."

"Draw away the deity's retinue?"

Karl stroked his chin, looked down, and what he saw made his eyes flicker slightly. He quietly lowered his body.

Below is an unnamed town.

In the southeast corner of town stands a knight's guild, which primarily teaches ordinary people how to embark on the path of knighthood.

The dark-skinned Yves, holding a thick iron rod, his eyes wide open like copper bells, shouted loudly:

"The path of a knight begins with condensing the seed of life. Once the seed of life takes root and sprouts, the cultivator becomes a true knight."

"If a seed of life grows into a great tree, it will become a great knight, a legendary knight, or even a holy knight..."

"Teacher!" a child of about six or seven years old raised his hand and asked.

"My father said that no one can become a legendary knight."

"Haha..." Ifri laughed loudly upon hearing this.

"That was before!"

"The rules of heaven and earth have changed. Things that were previously scarce or nonexistent for us knights to consume to enhance our cultivation are now readily available."

"Leaving aside the Holy Knights, there probably aren't any besides those Grand Dukes and demigods, but the difficulty of becoming a Legendary Knight has been greatly reduced."

He patted his chest as he spoke:

"I, Yves, am a living example!"

The apprentices in the arena stared intently at Evely with bright eyes, their gazes filled with envy, admiration, and awe.

Legendary Knight!

Putting aside the improvement in strength, one's lifespan is also a hundred years longer than that of an ordinary person. Who wouldn't want to become a legend?

"alright!"

After basking in the envious glances of the crowd, Yves waved his hand dismissively:

"As long as you cultivate diligently, you also have the chance to become legends. I'm not holding anything back."

"yes!"

"must!"

"..."

The apprentices and children responded loudly in agreement.

"God so loved the world."

Just then, a kind voice came from outside the door, and then the door silently melted away.

The courtyard gate was very heavy, with an outer layer of sheet metal, but now it was melting like butter.

Two figures dressed in bright red stepped in.

The newcomers were a man and a woman, both with outstanding appearances, and their bodies were enveloped in an inconspicuous red light.

It was that inconspicuous layer of red light that melted the heavy door.

"A divine retinue?"

Yves frowned:

"What are you doing here?"

"I have said before that I do not believe in any god, whether it is a god in this world or another world."

"Evelyn, the faithless will never be saved." The female relative looked at Evely and gently shook her head.

"Moreover, you are making God's followers practice methods that go against the will of the gods, which is itself a disrespect to God."

"The path of chivalry is about benevolence, resilience, and strength. Do your gods think these qualities are wrong?" Yves grunted.

"You spread your faith, I teach my apprentices; isn't it best if we don't interfere with each other?"

"No need," the male relative said in a muffled voice.

"All things and gods should be bathed in divine light. If you do not believe in God, you are a follower of evil and should be eliminated!"

"What?" Ifri's expression changed drastically:

"Aren't you guys being way too domineering?"

He has already made concessions, moving from the town center to the outskirts, and has stopped accepting disciples from those with faith.

Is this unacceptable to the other party?

"Ivery".

Compared to the male relatives, the female relatives spoke in a gentler tone, saying slowly:

"Everything is God's will. The path of the knight originates from the forbidden land and goes against God's will."

"Besides..."

"What's the use of practicing it?"

She waved behind her, and several young, devout believers came in and stood behind the two of them.

"What can one gain from decades of cultivation—tempering the physical body, honing the will, and strengthening the seed of life?"

"He'll most likely never become a knight, and instead end up with a body full of injuries."

"And faith in God..."

The female relative pointed to the young believer behind her and said:

"As long as one's faith is faithful, one can receive divine power, and even after death, one can be resurrected in God's kingdom and enjoy eternal bliss."

"Are these knights capable of doing that?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the three young believers each stepped forward, and a ball of flame immediately emerged from their palms as they raised them.

Just toss it around.

The flames fell on the stones, wooden stakes, and walls, instantly melting the stones, burning the wooden stakes, and shattering the walls.

Its power even surpassed that of the knight.

Upon seeing this, all the apprentices' expressions changed drastically, their eyes darting back and forth, seemingly lost in thought.

Some people even quietly retreated.

"The three of them only began worshipping the god of fire two months ago," the female member of the household said.

"In two months, how much can you possibly teach your apprentice?"

"..." Yves's face darkened:

"Everything you have is a gift from God, not your own, and it doesn't count as real ability."

"Why doesn't it count?" The female relative shook her head.

"Swords can kill, and so can flames. The result will be no different. If you, my friend, you should learn to let go of your obsessions. If you convert to the God of Fire, you might become a mid-ranking member of his household."

"No!" Yves said in a muffled voice.

"If God treats believers like weeds, harvesting and discarding them at will, I would rather be a weed than believe in God."

"The gods of this world have enslaved living beings for so many years..."

"In short, I don't want to!"

"Sigh." The female relative sighed.

"Then there's nothing we can do. The will of the gods cannot be disobeyed. From now on, this world cannot have a knightly tradition. Even if it does, only those who have received divine favor can cultivate it; otherwise, it would be considered disobedience."

"So, my friend, I've come to see you off on your final journey."

Before she had faith in any deity, she already possessed the cultivation level of a Great Knight, and now her strength has skyrocketed to the late stage of the first tier.

With a flick of her wrist, several streaks of flame shot toward Yves, the extreme heat distorting the air around them.

"drink!"

Yves roared, his black iron rod flashing out afterimages as it collided with the incoming flames.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the approaching figures were all sent flying backward.

"Mid-stage Tier 1"

The female relative's complexion changed slightly:

"Ivli's talent on the path of knights is indeed amazing. He has reached the mid-stage of the first rank in such a short time. He may well become the second rank in the future."

Although she possesses the strength of a late-stage first-tier cultivator, as Evelyn said, her power originates from the gods and cannot be wielded at will like she could through her own cultivation, so she may not be able to win.

"Then let's get started together."

His male companions, who had long disliked Ivli, sneered, and their flames surged.

"Those who defy God's will deserve to die!"

"fire!"

Flames raged wildly.

Besieged by two divine servants, Ifri was instantly overwhelmed and could only roar as he retreated.

Just as misfortune was about to befall them, a figure suddenly appeared in the arena.

"Subordinate family members?"

Karl stroked his chin, ignoring the flames burning around him, and reached out to grab the throats of two of his familiars.

"Snap!"

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