Chapter 299: Outflow
Kalim Continent.
A six-story wizard tower stood atop a mountain peak, shrouded in dark clouds, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling around it, a natural defensive barrier.
Todd Green, holding a staff, sat cross-legged on the third floor of the wizard tower, analyzing the corpse before him using various methods.
“Mentor.”
A young man wearing a wizard’s robe came forward with a cup of hot tea, asking in a low voice:
“Still no results?”
“Mm.” Todd nodded:
“This corpse is from the Eastern Kingdom Continent. Although there are many marks on its body, the light of the gods is blocking my exploration.”
He was a peak third-circle wizard, whose main area of research was finding weaknesses, cause and effect, and so on…
As long as something existed, its body would bear various imprints left by time and environment.
And he,
could deduce many clues by tracing these imprints.
However!
The place where this corpse came from was rather special, and even fourth━ and fifth-circle wizards could not get close.
“It seems like there are three consciousnesses coexisting within the corpse.” The young man said:
“That’s quite rare.”
“Indeed.” Todd nodded:
“Karl Bergman captured a couple. He refined the husband’s body into a puppet, hid the wife’s consciousness deep within the husband’s mental sea, and his own consciousness was hidden deep within the wife’s consciousness. It can be said that he put his heart into it.”
Such methods were very subtle to others, and even fourth-circle wizards might not be able to detect them.
But in the eyes of the Green Family, there were flaws everywhere.
“A lich’s phylactery soul-splitting technique.” The young man said:
“I remember that Karl was cultivating the Six Rings Tower’s water-based meditation technique, not a lich’s inheritance?”
“He used to.” Todd said:
“But that’s not necessarily the case now. However, this person is definitely a genius, or he wouldn’t have reached this level in such a short time.”
“He should have already become a third-circle wizard!”
?
The young man’s eyes widened.
As someone from the Green Family who was in charge of investigations, he had of course seen the files on Karl Bergman.
The other party was only a little over ten years older than him, yet he was already a third-circle wizard?
Moreover, that person was also a Forbidden Knight!
“Without other opportunities and without even having come into contact with the true Wizard World, it’s impossible to reach this level.”
Todd pondered:
“There must be some secret hidden within Karl. The family probably values this point, that’s why they’re so invested.”
“Hmm…”
“The things that the corpse was carrying should all be destroyed. With the gods’ protection, nothing can be investigated.”
“Yes.” The young man bowed in agreement.
Carrying a pile of things out of the wizard tower and arriving at his training place, the young man tapped lightly on the table.
Not long after.
An old woman walked in.
“Young Master.”
“Mm.” The young man nodded, waving towards the things on the side:
“Throw these into the incinerator to be destroyed.”
“Yes.” The old woman responded, stepping forward to pick up the clothes, books, and several items, and retreated step by step.
Soon after.
The old woman’s figure appeared in a market where wizards gathered, and she was led to a shop.
The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man with a sparse hairline and a red nose, who said with a smile:
“Second Sister, do you have more good stuff to deliver?”
“I don’t know if they are good stuff.” The old woman shook her head:
“But they’re from the Eastern Kingdom Continent.”
“Oh!” The man’s eyes lit up:
“Things from over there are quite rare. Let me take a look.”
He stepped forward, picked up the clothes and unfolded them, touched the material, and carefully examined the stitching.
“It’s like silk mixed with something else. There are no traces of magic, but this mixed material is quite good, and the stitching is very fine, seemingly not made by hand. It can be considered a collectible.”
“A pen that doesn’t use ink?”
“A pocket watch for recording time, an unknown family crest…”
“And a book, unfortunately, it doesn’t record any magic, just an ordinary travelogue. But I believe someone will be interested in the situation over there.”
After thinking for a moment, the man looked up and said:
“Ten magic stones!”
“Okay.” The old woman grinned:
“Deal.”
She was just a servant responsible for managing the wizard’s residence. Her monthly pay was limited, so she would occasionally take out things that the wizard didn’t need and sell them to earn extra income.
After seeing the old woman off, the red-nosed middle-aged man grinned, picking up the unremarkable family crest.
“This isn’t a family crest at all, but a symbol of a deity, and the book contains His divine name.”
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“Lord of Source Essence…”
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“Boom!”
“Rumble…”
Near the royal city, cannons fired continuously, and the solid city walls were like tofu that would shatter at a touch before the cannons.
Ordinary cannons clearly did not have such power.
It was said that researchers from Sark had wizards joining them, and they had added magic to the latest cannons they developed.
“Whoosh…”
Several aircraft flew overhead, dropping cannonballs into the city, and in an instant, flames soared into the sky.
“Swish!”
“Swish, swish!”
Several figures shuttled and collided in the clouds. The angels seemed to no longer care about appearing before ordinary people.
Suburban manor.
Karl lay on a soft chair, looking up at the fighting above, his expression serene, as if watching a play.
“The war in the mortal world is an outflow of the divine realm’s battlefield. So, does that mean the Sun God has already gained the upper hand?”
“Hmph!”
Remiel stood beside him, her face pale, her body trembling slightly, her eyes full of unwillingness:
“If the other gods were willing to take action, the Sun God would definitely not be able to reach here!”
“It’s too late to say that now.” Karl shook his head:
“The other gods are probably hoping that your god will be defeated so they can devour the remaining followers and territory.”
“Remiel…”
“There’s nothing more I can do to help you.”
He turned his head and glanced at her, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Who would have thought.
That Remiel, who had just become an angel a few decades ago and was a messenger not long ago, was now one of the twelve archangels under the Morning Sun.
Of course…
It was also because several archangels had died in battle recently, and Remiel had repeatedly made contributions.
“I know.”
Remiel suddenly sighed:
“The Sun God won’t just give up so easily. After defeating the Mother God, the other gods will also face His threat. If the gods possess endless wisdom, why can’t they see through this?”
“They understand, but they’re watching the changes happen.” Karl smiled:
“If the Morning Sun falls, it would be more in line with their wishes. Don’t think that such a thing won’t happen. The ancient gods and the current six gods have changed countless times, though their divinity won’t change.”
The gods of this world have always been fighting for the position of the main god, but to become the main god, one must devour the other gods.
For countless years.
The gods have been fighting each other, but none of them have ever succeeded.
But unlike other worlds, this world only has six gods, and each one is an upper god.
The lower gods had long been devoured by them.
“Remiel.”
Karl said:
“My proposal, has the Morning Sun responded?”
“You mean the method of becoming a god?” Remiel said with a mocking smile:
“Karl, my friend, do you really think you can become a god? It’s simply impossible.”
Karl wanted to make a deal with the Morning Sun, using something on his body in exchange for the method of becoming a god.
Unfortunately.
The ‘Morning Sun’ didn’t seem to have this idea, or rather, didn’t pay attention to Karl’s intentions at all.
A mere mortal, even if he was a third-circle wizard, was not much different from a mortal in the eyes of an upper god.
He simply didn’t have the ability to interfere in the war between the gods.
“Forget it!”
Karl shook his head:
“If the war continues, one day a god will be willing.”
