Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 299 Outflow

The continent of Kalim.

A six-story wizard tower stands atop the mountain, shrouded in dark clouds, with lightning and thunder forming a natural defensive barrier.

Todd Green, staff in hand, sat cross-legged on the third floor of the wizard tower, analyzing the corpse before him using various methods.

"tutor."

A young man dressed in a wizard's robe approached, carrying a cup of hot tea, and asked in a low voice:

"Still no results?"

"Yes." Todd nodded.

"This corpse comes from the Eastern Kingdom continent. Although it has many marks on its body, the light of the gods has hindered my exploration."

He is a peak third-ring wizard whose main areas of research in witchcraft include gap finding, causality, and so on...

Everything that exists bears the marks of time and environment.

And he,

These marks can then be used to deduce many clues.

No matter what!

The corpse came from a rather unusual place; even fourth- or fifth-ring wizards couldn't get close to it.

"The corpse seems to have three consciousnesses coexisting," the young man said.

"That's quite rare."

"Yes." Todd nodded.

"Karl Bergman captured a couple, turned the husband's body into a puppet, and hid the wife's consciousness deep within the husband's spiritual sea, while his consciousness was hidden deep within the wife's consciousness. It can be said that he put a lot of effort into it."

This method is very discreet to others; even a fourth-ring wizard might not be able to detect it.

But in the eyes of the Green family, there were flaws everywhere.

"The Lich's Life Box Dividing Technique," the young man said.

"I remember that Karl didn't practice the lich tradition, but rather the water-based meditation technique of the tower?"

"It used to be," Todd began.

"That's not necessarily true now, but this person is definitely a genius, otherwise he wouldn't have reached this level in such a short time."

"He should have already reached the Third Ring Road!"

?

The young man's eyes were wide open.

As the Green family's dedicated investigation office, he had certainly seen the files on Carl Bergman.

The other person is only a dozen years older than me, yet they are already a third-ring wizard?

And that person was a Forbidden Knight!

"Without other opportunities, and without ever having come into contact with the real wizarding world, it would be impossible to reach this level."

Todd seemed thoughtful:

"Karl must be hiding some secret, and the family is probably so keen on this because they see it."

"Well……"

"The corpse's belongings have all been destroyed. With the gods' protection, nothing can be found out."

"Yes," the young man bowed in agreement.

Carrying a pile of things, the young man walked out of the wizard's tower and arrived at his place of cultivation. He lightly tapped the table.

Not long after.

An old woman walked in.

"Young Master."

"Hmm." The young man nodded and waved to something to the side.

"Throw these into the incinerator and destroy them."

"Yes," the old woman replied, stepping forward to pick up the clothes, books, and a few other items before retreating step by step.

Not long after.

The old woman appeared in a market where wizards gathered, and was led to a shop.

The shopkeeper, a middle-aged man with thinning hair and a red nose, said with a smile:

"Second sister, has another good thing been delivered?"

"I don't know if it's good or not," the old woman shook her head.

"But they come from the continent of the Eastern Kingdom."

"Oh!" The man's eyes lit up.

"Those things over there are quite rare, let me take a look."

He stepped forward, picked up the clothes, unfolded them, touched the material, and examined the stitching carefully.

"It looks like silk mixed with something else. There are no traces of witchcraft, but this mixed material is quite nice. The stitches are also very fine. It doesn't seem to be made by hand. It could be a collectible."

"A pen that doesn't use ink?"

"A pocket watch that records time, an unknown family crest..."

"There's another book, but unfortunately it doesn't record any witchcraft; it's just a regular travelogue. However, I believe some people will be interested in what's going on there."

After thinking for a moment, the man looked up and spoke:

"Ten magic stones!"

"Okay." The old woman grinned.

"make a deal."

She was just a servant who took care of the wizard's residence. Her monthly salary was limited. To earn extra income, she would occasionally sell things that the wizard no longer needed or that needed to be disposed of.

After seeing the old woman off, the red-nosed middle-aged man grinned and picked up the inconspicuous family crest.

"This is not a family crest, but the image of a deity, and His name is also in the book."

"The Lord of Source Matter..."

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"boom!"

"Rumble..."

Near the capital, artillery fire continued unabated, and the sturdy city walls were like tofu that crumbled at the slightest touch.

Ordinary artillery obviously does not have this kind of power.

It is said that a wizard joined the Sack researchers and imbued the latest artillery with witchcraft.

"Waaah..."

Several planes flew overhead, dropping shells into the city, instantly igniting flames into the sky.

"Whoosh!"

"Swish!"

Several figures weaved and collided in the clouds, and the angels seemed to no longer mind showing themselves in front of ordinary people.

A suburban manor.

Karl lay back in the soft chair, looking up at the battle above with a serene expression, as if watching a show.

"The war in the mortal world is an spillover from the battlefield of the divine realm. Does that mean the God of the Sun has already gained the upper hand?"

"snort!"

Remier stood beside him, his face pale, his body trembling slightly, his eyes filled with resentment:

"If the other deities were willing to intervene, the God of the Sun would never have arrived here!"

"It's too late to say all this now," Carl shook his head.

"The other gods probably hope that your gods will be defeated so that they can devour the remaining believers and territory."

"Remirer..."

"There's nothing more I can do to help you."

As he spoke, he glanced at her sideways, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Who would have thought.

Remiel, who became an angel just a few decades ago and was a messenger not long ago, is now one of the twelve archangels under the Lord of Dawn.

of course……

This is also because several archangels have died in battle in recent years, while Remiel has repeatedly built works.

"Know."

Remiller suddenly sighed:

"The God of the Sun will not give up so easily. Even if the Mother Goddess is defeated, other gods will also face His threat. If the gods possess boundless wisdom, why can't they see this?"

"They understood, but they just watched the change happen." Karl smiled.

"If the Lord of Dawn were to fall, it would be more in line with their wishes. Don't think that such a thing can't happen. The ancient gods and the current six deities have changed countless times, although their divinity will not change."

The gods of this world have been vying for the position of chief god, but to become chief god, one must devour the other gods.

For countless years.

The gods fought each other, but none of them ever succeeded.

However, unlike the other world, this world only has six gods, each of whom is a high-ranking god.

The inferior gods had long been devoured by them.

"Remiller".

Karl opened his mouth:

"Has the Lord of Dawn responded to my proposal?"

"You're talking about the path to godhood?" Remiller asked with a mocking smile.

"Karl, my friend, do you really think you can become a god? That's simply impossible."

Karl wanted to make a deal with the Lord of Dawn, exchanging something he possessed for a divine technique.

pity.

The Lord of Dawn seemed to have no such idea, or rather, he simply ignored Karl's intentions.

Even a third-ring wizard is not much different from a mortal in the eyes of the higher gods.

They simply did not have the ability to intervene in the war between the gods.

"That's enough!"

Carl shook his head:

"If the war continues, one day a god will be willing."

(End of this chapter)