Wizard, I have a different world

"The trace of a drop of blood contains 377 points of essence. Even if it is not the goddess of the moon, it must be another god."

Carl's eyes lit up and he examined the spearhead in his hand:

"Although it is incomplete, the shape is exactly the same as what I saw on the murals on Tortuga Island. It should be it."

"God-killing Spear!"

God-killing Spear is a product of mortals.

It is a weapon made by the human race in the other world in despair to resist the oppression of the gods.

It's a pity.

The resistance of the human race was ruthlessly suppressed by the gods, and even that period of history was submerged in the long river of time. Only some records were left in the ruins of Tortuga.

This weapon, however, became a symbol of the civil war among the gods, and it can be regarded as indirectly fulfilling its mission.

Rather than a weapon, it is better to say that the God-killing Spear is a strange poison, a strange poison that depends on faith.

It is just an ordinary weapon for ordinary people, and it is even rusty.

But for the gods who devour the faith of believers to survive, it is a strange poison that is difficult to get rid of.

Even the Moon Goddess, who had reached the realm of the Lord God, was nailed in the void by it.

Shaking his head, Carl put the spearhead fragment aside and looked at his data panel.

Name: Carl

Constitution: 45.3

Mental power: 42.2

Source essence: 445

Such a number of source essences, even if the ratio is ten to one, can increase a value by dozens.

If it is obtained early...

"Hey!"

"It's useless to think too much."

After a little thought, the value of the mental power column jumped slightly and instantly reached the fifty-level.

Fifty points of mental power means a three-ring wizard.

For advancement, the three-ring wizard is the simplest, after all, Carl constructed the three-ring witchcraft as early as the second level.

"Boom!"

Like a barrel of oil was ignited, the running mental power roared out from the center of the eyebrows and swept towards the limbs and bones.

In an instant.

The world seemed to be in chaos, everything was mixed together, like an egg, or an embryo, with a bright light inside. Suddenly, the chaos broke, the bright light burst out, and the earth, fire, wind and water were born, and everything emerged.

Three rings!

This breakthrough was unprecedentedly smooth, with almost no obstacles, and it crossed the boundary like a boat going with the flow.

Carl's body was suspended in the air, surrounded by flames, and his eyes burst with thunder, like a god descending from the sky.

"Is this the three-ring wizard?"

He raised his hand and looked at his palm, and a feeling of controlling everything naturally emerged in his mind.

With a wave of his hand.

A fire dragon roared out.

With a thought.

A ball of fire with a diameter of several meters appeared above his head and quickly compressed into the size of a ping-pong ball.

Although the size has changed, the power has not weakened at all, and it is even stronger because of the compression.

"The power of the law of fire!"

Carl's face was full of contemplation:

"The inheritance of the secret society is indeed extraordinary. Just after advancing to the third-ring wizard, he can master the power of the law proficiently. If he practices other inheritances, he should reach the middle stage of the third ring to achieve this level."

"Now I don't need to build a spell circuit. The first-ring witchcraft of the natural school of fire can be cast as soon as I think about it, and the second-ring witchcraft is not too troublesome."

Step by step, his understanding of wizards is getting deeper and deeper.

"Wizard apprentices build spell circuits, master spellcasting skills, and increase mental power; the spirit of formal wizards undergoes transformation, perceives the astral world, and explores the principles of witchcraft; the second-ring wizards get closer to the astral world..."

"And the third-ring wizards have completely completed the transformation, and their mental power reshapes their bodies. They can walk in the astral world to a certain extent and become 'astral creatures'."

No wonder wizards look down on knights.

No matter how strong the knights are, they cannot use the energy of the astral world to travel between different worlds and master the truth of the universe.

"Even gods are not as convenient as wizards in this regard."

Although gods can go to other worlds, their strength will be greatly reduced if they leave their own kingdoms and their followers. Therefore, if the gods want to go to a certain world, they often let their followers open the way and expand their beliefs.

Coming back to his senses, Carl sighed again.

"What a pity!"

"The Eastern Kingdom Continent in the main world has gods, and wizards can't use the energy of the star world at all. The other world also has the barrier of the Moon Goddess, and the strength is also limited. I still have to go to the wizard continent in the future..."

"I didn't expect that the increase in mental power can actually make some changes in the body."

The physical value did not increase, but the body became more flexible, and some complex movements could be easily completed.

In addition.

That is, the affinity for fire increased.

If there is a martial art with fire attributes, Carl can master it quickly, and the power is stronger than others.

With a flip of his hand, a magical skill called "Fire God Halberd" appeared in his palm.

"The divine skill cultivated by the blood of the God of Fire..."

"Even if I can't cultivate it, I can try to integrate it into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hand to make my palm technique more powerful."

"Now!"

"Solve the historical problems."

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Manor.

Carl, dressed in a white robe, walked down the stairs slowly and came to the door of the basement engraved with runes.

After a moment of hesitation, he reached out and gently stroked the door.

"Wow..."

With his movements, the runes on the door disappeared like spring snow melting, revealing a dark red door.

After knocking gently on the door, Carl smiled and pushed the door open.

No one had entered the basement for many years. The inside was full of spider webs and filled with a damp smell.

"Da... Da..."

The footsteps sounded in an orderly manner.

Carl flicked his fingers, and several soft halos appeared around him, illuminating the whole place.

The dark basement didn't have many things, only a row of wardrobes against the wall and a desk.

There was a painting hanging on the wall behind the desk.

Carl was very familiar with the face of the person in the painting. It was the Lord of the Black Swamp, the Gray Robe Wizard Addison.

"We meet again."

Looking at the portrait in the painting, Carl sighed:

"It's true that the cunning rabbit has three burrows. He pretended to die in the Black Swamp and possessed the magic forest. There is still a trace of residual soul here."

"Huh..."

Before he finished speaking, a gloomy wind suddenly blew in the field, and the face in the portrait blinked as if it had come alive.

Hmm?

Carl frowned, and the next moment he found himself in front of an ancient manor.

"Illusion?"

"So real!"

"I remember you." An old voice came from the manor:

"You were a wizard apprentice decades ago. I never thought you would become a third-ring wizard in such a short time?"

"Yes." Carl shook his sleeves, a staff appeared in his hand, and he looked at the figure in the manor:

"No wonder I always felt something was wrong and never came down. You are actually a third-level residual soul!"

If he came down in advance, he might not even be able to escape in the illusion mode prepared by the other party.

Of course.

That was before.

Now he is a third-ring wizard, and the other party is just a remnant soul of a third-level lich.

That's right!

The gray-robed wizard Addison is a second-ring wizard on the surface, but actually a third-level lich.

"I'm from the Kalim Continent, and I'm a wandering wizard."

Addison looked at Carl and said slowly:

"Because of a special experience, I was teleported to this wizard restricted area and trapped here. In order to untie the shackles, I can only think of other ways. The Addison you met is a part of my consciousness that has been cultivated."

"Carl!"

"You can become a three-ring wizard, and you must have your own fate, but I have lived for nearly eight hundred years, and there must be some knowledge and experience that you don't have. Why don't you and I join forces? As long as you help me get out of my current predicament, I am willing to give you everything I know."

"No need." Carl raised the staff in his hand:

"I have a way to check your memory."

"..."Addison's face sank:

"It seems that you think you have me."

Huh?

Carl narrowed his eyes, and his heart suddenly sank.

Oops!

I'm afraid I was a little careless this time.

The aura emerging from the other party was so strong that it was beyond his expectation, far from the initial stage of the third ring.

When Addison was in good condition, he might have been a great wizard in the late third or even fourth ring.

Fortunately...

The opponent only had a remnant soul left.

Even if there were some tricks, Carl was not afraid, at most he would have to pay a price, but the result proved that the price was much more serious than he imagined.