Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 288 Breakthrough

"That's right."

Carl nodded, stretching his body as he spoke:

"It's more accurate to call it a blasphemous potion than a legendary one, because once ingested, the body will undergo irreversible mutation."

"final……"

"Become a blasphemous beast!"

?

Rachel and Hume looked grim.

Their first reaction upon hearing the news was shock and fear, and their second reaction was disbelief.

But they could see the expressions on the faces of the two novice priests not far away, and they had no choice but to believe it.

How did you know?

The female novice priest instinctively asked a question, but then realized something was wrong, shut her mouth, and looked away.

"Is this true?" Rachel trembled with rage, picked up her bow and arrow, aimed at the two novice priests, and roared with veins bulging on her forehead:

"You're going to turn us into monsters!"

"Never mind." Karl gestured to stop him.

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"They are just following orders from above, there's no need to vent your anger on them."

"Connie!" Rachel stamped her foot and exclaimed urgently.

"If you already know this, why are you still taking the medication?"

"I only found out after I took the medicine," Karl said gently, shaking his head with a completely calm expression.

"It's alright!"

"Everyone dies eventually, some deaths are lighter than a feather, others are as heavy as a mountain. If my death can awaken others, it will be worthwhile."

Upon hearing this...

Not only did Rachel and Hume look solemn, but even the expressions of the two novice priests became somewhat complicated.

She didn't even dare to look at Karl.

"The church has forgotten its original purpose and has become a place for some people to profit."

Carl, with a serious expression, continued his performance:

"Kindness, justice, courage, fearlessness..."

"How many people still remember the Templar code? It's time for a change."

"Walk!"

He waved his hand:

"Let's go take a look at the golden fruit tree."

The others looked at each other, their expressions and thoughts quite complex, but they all straightened up.

The group headed towards the location of the golden fruit tree.

"Not all blasphemous medicines are bad."

Carl stretched his wrists and smiled at the group:

"My body's recovery ability is amazing. I was seriously injured just now, but now I feel that it doesn't affect my activities anymore."

"And their strength is increasing very quickly."

"Connie." The male novice priest glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly:

"You'd better use your body's energy sparingly. The effects of the blasphemous potion are irreversible, and the more you use it, the more likely you are to undergo mutations."

Perhaps because Carl had saved his life, or perhaps because his impassioned words had some effect, his attitude towards Carl changed considerably, and he no longer spoke to him in a condescending manner.

"snort!"

Rachel snorted coldly.

"I know, thanks for reminding me." Karl looked at the other person, his eyes flickering.

"By the way, I still don't know your names?"

"My name is Jerry, and her name is Nicole," the male trainee knight said.

"We were raised by the Templars from childhood and used to abide by the code of chivalry, but since a few years ago..."

Everything has changed.

Nicole nodded slowly, her expression gloomy.

"Things will always be alright." Carl smiled calmly, displaying an image of fearless integrity.

"If we can work together towards the same goal, nothing can stop us."

Nicole's heart stirred, and a hint of fervor flickered in her eyes.

How long?

She hadn't felt that same exhilarating feeling since she grew up witnessing certain things.

Jerry, on the other hand, gradually calmed down after his initial excitement, and his eyes fell into deep thought.

Anyone can shout slogans, but they do nothing to solve real problems.

Just like Carl.

He acknowledged that Karl was resolute and loyal, but what could that change the outcome of alienation?

"Whoosh..."

Parting the leaves, the golden fruit tree comes into view.

Beneath the fruit tree lay the corpse of Cerberus, while the severely wounded Rons and the giant were recuperating.

Beside them stood two blasphemous beasts guarding them.

It appears they eventually killed Cerberus, but were also injured and lost a blasphemous beast.

"Um?"

Hearing the noise, Lens opened his eyes and looked up. His expression darkened when he saw the group of people.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to go back to base after luring Cerberus away?"

"Senior," Jerry said hastily.

"We were worried about your safety, so we came to check on you."

"No need," Lens grumbled.

"Go back quickly."

"Wait a minute!" Karl suddenly frowned, his eyes fixed on the giant in the arena, his face icy cold.

"who is he?"

"Hmm?" Lens's eyes turned cold.

"Who he is is none of your business. Get out of here. I'll remember the credit you earned, but don't worry about anything else."

"Yes, yes." Jerry nodded repeatedly, and gestured to Carl with his eyes:

"Let's go now."

"Father Lens." Karl, however, had no intention of leaving just like that, but instead adopted a determined attitude, pressing for answers:

"This man carries the aura of an evil god. Could it be that you, as a Templar Knight, are colluding with the followers of an evil god?"

"Insolence!" Lens stood up angrily and roared.

"Why should you question what I do?"

"Lens!" Karl stood firm, his face radiating righteousness.

"You have colluded with the followers of evil gods and have betrayed the Holy Order. You are no longer worthy to be a Holy Knight. Allowing someone like you, who has no faith, to be a priest and teach others will only lead them astray."

"Haha..." Lens laughed angrily.

"Sanctuary Code?"

"I can't believe anyone still remembers this. I'd completely forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it. So what if I disobeyed?"

"Colluding with an evil god, you deserve to die!" Karl drew his broadsword, his eyes fixed on his opponent.

"As a member of the church, I have the right, according to its precepts, to purge sinners like you!"

"Whoosh!"

Ten Thousand Buddha Hands - Nine Consecutive Strikes!

The sword energy danced wildly, unleashing nine consecutive strikes in an instant, each attack landing at the end of the previous one.

The violent energy instantly stirred up a gale.

Ok?

Lens's expression changed slightly.

He hadn't expected Karl, who had just advanced to legendary status, to be so strong, especially since he himself was injured.

"Damn it!"

"Bang!"

Sirius Phantom Demon Fist!

The illusory fist shadow appeared out of thin air and collided with the incoming sword energy, causing both figures to fly backward.

Without pausing after landing, Karl raised his sword again to attack.

"die!"

Rachel and the others who were traveling with him looked hesitant, unsure of how to deal with the situation.

Help Carl?

Don't joke around, Lens is a priest of the Holy Church and one of the Second Elder's most valued disciples.

Moreover, there was also an evil god's familiar in the arena whose strength was unknown.

Help Lens?

Carl had just saved them not long ago, and his impassioned speech had won them over.

Just as they were at a loss, the situation on the field had already changed.

"Bang!"

Lens coughed up blood and staggered backward.

He was still injured, and with Karl's fierce attacks, he was unable to resist for a while.

"Lens, my friend, it seems the situation inside the sanctuary isn't as clear as you've said."

Seeing this, the giant stood up and stretched his wrists:

"I'll do it!"

boom!

It was as if a volcano was erupting within him, its raging aura overwhelming the entire arena.

Second order!

Rachel, Jerry, and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they instinctively felt fear, like mice seeing a cat.

Her gaze toward Karl was also filled with pity.

Finished!

A legendary figure who has only recently advanced to the next level is no match for a second-tier opponent, even if the opponent is injured.

That is indeed the case.

Faced with the oppressive aura of a second-tier powerhouse, Karl, a first-tier cultivator, couldn't even move.

"Click...click..."

His body trembled as he stared directly at the other person, his teeth clenched tightly.

"I am a Templar Knight, I shall be fearless, uphold the path of chivalry, and safeguard fairness and justice..."

"Heh..." The giant shook his head and chuckled.

"Ignorant!"

"Knight!" Karl looked up, his pale battle aura growing thicker and thicker, until it enveloped his entire body.

"I am a knight, a true knight!"

Ok?

The giant's expression changed slightly, as if he had sensed something, and an incredulous look appeared on his face.

"Click..."

A cracking sound came.

"boom!"

Karl roared to the sky, and suddenly a pair of jet-black wings sprouted from his back.

"Blasphemy against the beast!"

Lens's eyes widened:

"No!"

"That's blasphemy against the knight!"

A second-tier Blasphemous Knight!

Under the giant's "oppression," the resolute Karl actually "broke through the crisis" and advanced to the second-tier knight.

"How is this possible?" Hume stared blankly, muttering to himself.

"He has only just been promoted to knight."

"Yes." Rachel also looked blank, but a strange fervor gradually rose in her eyes:

"This must be a gift from God!"

A gift from God?

Jerry and Nicole, the two novice priests, exchanged a slight change in their expressions, and before they knew it, they both knelt on the ground.

"kill!"

Ten Thousand Buddha Hands - Thirty-Six Consecutive Strikes!

Karl blurred into a streak, breaking through the giant's oppressive aura, and swung his broadsword at his opponent.

"die!"

(End of this chapter)