Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 408 Road

"open!"

The scroll, sealed by divine magic, trembled violently, and then the surface spiritual light collapsed, revealing its true appearance inside.

Carl gently shook the scroll, and Blaise, Monica, and their family of four emerged from it.

"Karl!"

Blaise looked around:

"Where is this?"

Fast City.

"Um?"

Looking at the desolate streets, dilapidated houses, and the gloomy weather, his expression froze.

"Fast City?" Blaise shook his head repeatedly:

"How is this possible!"

Fast City is one of the most prosperous cities in the Federation, how could it be so dilapidated?

Looking at Karl's expressionless face, his smile slowly faded:

"real?"

"It's true." It wasn't Karl who answered him, but Monica. Monica's ears twitched, bringing her vampire talent to its fullest potential, allowing her to clearly hear any subtle movement within hundreds of meters.

"here……"

"It really is Fast City!"

"What happened?" Blaze asked in astonishment.

"We've only been gone a few years, how did Fast City become such a horrible mess?"

"Not just Fast City." Carl shrugged.

"The entire Federation has become dilapidated; a lot has happened in the last year or so."

"a lot of!"

He didn't explain what had happened, but his tone was somber, leaving Blaze and Monica exchanging bewildered glances.

"You must be Uncle Carl?"

A childish voice rang out.

Two children, a boy and a girl, both just over three years old, held hands and looked at Karl with curiosity.

"Yes."

Karl crouched down and ruffled their hair:

"Cain, Malkawi, we've finally met. Have you studied what I taught you properly?"

"We've been learning." The adorable little girl, Mokavi, tilted her head and spoke in a childish voice:

"Mom said that some friends will be playing with us after we leave. Is that true?"

When she talked about "friends," her face lit up with excitement, clearly she couldn't wait.

"Um."

Carl looked up and glanced at Monica:

"I'll take you to meet some new friends."

He stood up, stretched out one hand forward, his fingers slightly curled inward, and the air in front of him suddenly rippled.

next moment.

A car appeared out of nowhere in front of them.

"Wow!"

Blaise looked amazed:

"You can actually move things from other places here? This is a skill only a third-tier transcendent being possesses?"

During the four years he spent in the world of the painting, Monica also explained to him the power system of the extraordinary world.

Spatial movement,

It must be something only a third-tier transcendent being could do.

However, it's not something that can be done at the third tier; in fact, many third-tier powerhouses don't have similar methods.

However, Karl should be more than just a third-tier being, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to bring them out of the seal.

Monica's eyes twitched, her heart filled with astonishment and even fear.

Unlike Blaise.

She is now a third-tier transcendent, so what she sees is different from what Blaise sees.

In her eyes, the car was not moved from elsewhere, but was created by the evolution of energy.

In other words...

Carl used natural energy to create a car out of thin air.

The ability to freely transform between energy and matter is a power possessed only by legendary high-ranking deities.

A higher god?

"Two children."

Carl waved, and the car door opened by itself.

"Please get in the car."

The two children got into the car hand in hand, and Blaise took the driver's seat and gripped the steering wheel.

"Whoosh!"

The wheels screeched against the ground as they sped off.

"Wow..."

Blaise's eyes lit up:

"Such explosive power, and it's still silent! What's happened in car engine technology these past few years?"

"It's witchcraft." Karl smiled.

"Useful energy is not limited to oil; there are other sources as well."

"Be careful!"

Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure pounced on him, crashing into the windshield like a cheetah.

"Bang!"

The seemingly thin glass revealed amazing hardness, remaining intact even when attacked by prey.

Instead, the dark figure was knocked away.

"What is it?"

"besides!"

Blaze looked astonished, jerked the steering wheel to steady the car, and looked at the dark figures that kept appearing around him.

"A mutant." Karl glanced around and said calmly.

"A certain extraterrestrial deity unleashed 'divine punishment,' causing any creature that came into contact with it to mutate and frantically attack any living thing nearby. Creatures injured by the mutated creatures also mutate."

"You can think of it as an enhanced version of a zombie."

"Divine punishment?" Blaise's face turned pale.

"Is God going to destroy the world?"

"Yes." Karl turned around and glanced at the two children:

"It wasn't just one god; many gods wished for the world to perish and thus unleashed divine punishment."

"The mutants are relatively easy to deal with, since they have a physical form. Some methods that don't have a physical form are more troublesome."

"Bang!"

With its sturdy body, the car rampaged through a group of deformed people, carving a path through them.

Looking back at the monster horde receding into the distance, Blaze couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"Is this what they did to Fast City, turning it into what it is today?"

"My company?"

"That's all."

"What about BHP Group?"

"It's gone too."

The car fell silent.

"Turn left."

"Sizzle..."

The wheels rubbed rapidly against the asphalt road, sparks even flying at the point of contact, and the direction suddenly changed.

A towering tree came into view, its gnarled branches reaching into the skyscrapers and extending upwards, its dense leaves hanging upside down to the sky, with deformed people leaping back and forth on its branches.

The tree trunk looked as if it were pieced together from countless human faces, roaring incessantly, while the branches swayed wildly in response.

Several nearby buildings are now teetering on the brink of collapse.

"What is that?"

"The methods of the Mother of Life," Karl began.

"A third-tier transcendent being in the Night Watch organization was affected and evolved into the Tree of Life form."

"Don't stare at it, or your body will undergo strange changes."

Blaise immediately looked away, and Monica in the back seat even reached out to block the two children's view.

"How could this happen?"

"What's wrong with this world?"

Blaise drove on, his face twitching at the sights and sounds he witnessed along the way, his eyes filled with despair.

This kind of world...

It would be better to stay inside the painting and not come out.

Hordes of paper figures, a colorful, dreamlike street, a black sky filled with eerie mud...

confusion!

distortion!

Surprising!

terror!

"arrive."

The car stopped at an orphanage.

Having lived through a city full of strange things, the ordinary orphanage seemed somewhat abnormal.

"This is a sanctuary built by a man named Remiller to prevent strange intrusions from the outside world."

After getting out of the car, Karl went straight to the gate of the courtyard:

"Remier, we have a guest."

An angel dressed in white appeared in the hall, its six pairs of pure white wings spreading out, radiating a holy halo.

"Angel!"

Blaise's voice was hoarse and his body was trembling:

"A six-winged archangel!"

In the scriptures, the six-winged archangel is the incarnation of the gods and their protector, whose authority is even higher than that of some lower gods.

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A soft halo filled the room, and even though he had folded his wings, Remier still radiated light.

Bathed in holy light, she exuded nobility.

"Is Thunder Spear dead?"

"Yes."

"Killed by you?"

"Um."

There was silence in the room.

Remiller sighed with a complicated expression, turned around and carefully placed two items on the table.

"Here's what you wanted."

"This book belongs to the Lord of Dimensions; it is a divine punishment He sent down, or perhaps... a blessing."

Remiller pointed to the books and said:

"It can continuously split and evolve, merging into radios, televisions, and even directly projecting into the consciousness of living beings."

"The creatures you come into contact with will see a sentence: To be or not to be, choose one."

"If you choose to survive, your physical body will dissolve, and your consciousness will become a two-dimensional being and enter a so-called God's Space, where you will experience various worlds. In fact, you will become a two-dimensional being."

Lord of Dimensions?

Main God Space?

Karl's eyes flickered slightly.

"There's even such a divine punishment, which allows one to escape reality. No wonder you call it a blessing."

"Yes." Remiller nodded.

"I speculate that if one performs well in the Main God Space, one might gain the favor of the Dimensional Lord, become His apostle, and return to the real world, albeit under the control of the Dimensional Lord."

"this!"

She pointed to another item, her face showing disgust:

"The divine punishment descended by the Mother of Desire can distort the consciousness of living beings, causing them to mate and reproduce incessantly."

"Chaos..." Karl nodded.

"If a superior god wants to advance to the level of a main god or a true god, he/she needs to intercept and control a portion of the real authority."

"Not just one world, but a universal authority!"

The rules governed by higher gods only apply to the world in which the gods reside; their power diminishes significantly when they leave that world.

Like the Lord of the Dawn.

In the Eastern Kingdom continent, a sixth-tier Lord of Dawn can even rival a legendary seventh-ring wizard.

But once he leaves the Eastern Kingdom continent, he might not even be as good as a fifth-ring wizard.

So it is.

Unless absolutely necessary, gods will not leave the world they inhabit.

To be free from the limitations of one's own world, one needs to break through boundaries and grasp some kind of real rule.

That is, the seventh-order main god, the true god.

Remier nodded slowly. Although she had mastered the power of the gods, she lacked an understanding of her own power.

"Chaos is also a kind of reality."

Karl picked up the writhing mass of flesh on the table, seemingly unconcerned about the corrosive power emanating from it, and continued:

"It should be said that chaos is the norm, and order is rare."

"The distribution of all things has always been irregular, and regularity only occurs with a very low probability, which is why it is so rare."

"The same is true of the true God; it is easier for Him to control the chaos and distortion of reality, and more difficult to maintain order."

He put down the ball of flesh and picked up the book:

"As true gods, the Dimensional Lord who controls real and orderly rules is far more powerful than the Mother of Desire."

The term "powerful" here refers only to the application of power; their mastery of different levels of power is the same for all of them.

They are all seventh-order main gods or true gods, and are almost immortal.

"Karl".

Remiller seemed thoughtful:

"What do you want them for?"

"Of course it's useful." Karl smiled and flipped his hand to collect the divine punishment into his divine domain fragment:

"I've only just taken my first step on this path, and I need these 'seniors' to show me how to get through it."

"Divine punishment contains the most core methods of the gods from other realms. If I can analyze it, it will be of great benefit to me."

not to mention……

Divine Punishment itself also contains a large amount of source matter, which can directly enhance his strength.

…………

Void space.

Karl sat cross-legged.

Dozens of tentacles swung erratically behind him, then suddenly pierced into the divine punishment objects floating around him.

Whirlwind Butterfly, Black Insect, Book of Dimensions, Sludge of Desire, Mutant Creatures, Dream Train, and more...

These things were priceless to him, and could all be transformed into resources for further advancement.

Time passed slowly.

"Whoosh!"

Karl opened his eyes, lost in thought. In the next instant, the void in front of him tore open, and he teleported to appear in front of Remiller.

"Take me to the Temple of the Gods."

?

Remiller's eyes narrowed, and holy light emanated from his body, as a different kind of emotion surged in the room.

"What are you going there for?"

"The gods of the Eastern Kingdom continent are primordial gods. Each of them possesses seventh-order true authority. Once they merge into one, they become the most powerful true god in this universe, and this has been true for countless years," Karl said.

"Now I know the way, but I lack the necessary accumulation. I need what they left behind to help me become the true God."

"You know that," Remiller gently shook his head.

"I cannot betray the gods."

"Understood." Karl nodded.

"I'll get it myself."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, Remiller had already been sold, and the sale was a full-scale, all-out effort.

The power left on her by the Lord of Dawn erupted along a complex path, rampaging and crashing through everything in its path.

The terrifying power brought about ultimate destruction.

Wherever that crisscrossing, intersecting, and colliding divine power passed, it obliterated space, time, and everything else.

A void appeared in the arena.

The power of the Lord of Dawn, once brimming with vitality, has now transformed into a murderous intent capable of slaughtering everything in its path.

That's not all.

Remiller, who wielded the world's fastest speed, flashed and created dozens of afterimages at the same time.

Each afterimage possesses the exact same abilities as the original body, while simultaneously unleashing terrifying energy within its body.

No one could have predicted it.

Archangel Remiel, who is not good at fighting and is known for his speed, actually possesses such terrifying strength.

Even if they fought to the death against Thunder Spear Tucker, the difference in strength was not significant.

In Karl's perception, the universe also seemed to collapse at that moment.

next moment.

He slowly raised his hand.

In his vision, everything is composed of energy and consciousness, even divine power.

In Carl's view

The energy within Remiller was immense and vast, even surpassing that of a sixth-order high god.

But a pity.

The method of activating this energy is too rudimentary, like an infant holding a machine gun but using it as a stick.

More importantly,

Remier was too weak; her consciousness paled in comparison to this energy, like an ant, and she was utterly unable to unleash its full power.

"Bang!"

The five fingers collided with the incoming energy, and the earth-shattering energy shockwave instantly dissipated without a trace.

Everything that was destroyed was transformed into a gentle breeze.

Remiller's expression froze.

"Bang!"

Her angelic body shattered completely, like a vase made of thousands of fragments, revealing all her secrets, inside and out, to Karl.

The divine power left behind by the Lord of Dawn was drawn by an invisible force, transforming into a torrent of energy that was devoured by Karl.

Source quality: +21000000!

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Karl raised his hand again and "took" something out of Remiller's memory.

That's a coordinate.

Pantheon!

"Whoosh!"

Karl stepped forward, following the void coordinates to a spacious hall, and looked up at the cosmic starry sky above.

"The Pantheon?"

"Fragments of the Divine Realm!"

This is a fragment of the divine realm left behind after the collapse of the divine realm of the gods.

at this time.

The figure holding a sickle is already waiting once again.

(End of this chapter)