Wizard, I have a different world

"That's right."

Karl nodded and said while moving his body:

"It is better to call it a legendary potion than a blasphemous potion, because once it is taken, the body will be alienated in an irreversible direction."

"final……"

"Become a blasphemous beast!"

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Rachel and Hume looked gloomy.

Their first reaction when they heard the news was shock and panic, and their second reaction was disbelief.

But they could see the expressions of the two trainee priests not far away, even if they didn't believe them.

"How do you know?"

The female trainee priest subconsciously asked, but then she realized something was wrong, closed her mouth and looked away.

"Is this true?" Rachel was trembling with anger. She picked up a bow and arrow and pointed it at the two trainee priests. She roared with bulging veins on her forehead:

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

"Forget it." Karl stretched out his hand to stop:

"They are also doing things according to the orders of the people above. There is no need to vent your anger on them."

"Connie!" Rachel stamped her feet and said anxiously:

"If you know this, why do you still take the potion?"

"I only found out after taking the potion." Karl shook his head gently, his face calm:

"It doesn't matter!"

"Everyone will die one day, and it may be lighter than a feather, or it may end up in the mountains. If my death can wake up others, it will be worth it."

Hear the words.

Not only Rachel and Hume looked solemn, but even the expressions of the two trainee priests became a little complicated.

He didn't even dare to look at Karl.

"The current church has forgotten the original intention of its establishment and has become a place where some people gain benefits."

Karl looked serious and continued to perform:

"Mercy, justice, courage, fearlessness..."

"How many people still remember the code of the Templars? It's time for this situation to change."

"Walk!"

He waved his hand:

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

Several other people looked at each other, their expressions and thoughts were very complicated, but they all held up their bodies.

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

"The Profanity Potion isn't all bad."

Karl moved his wrist and smiled at several people:

"My body's recovery ability is amazing now. I was seriously injured just now, but now I feel that it is no longer affecting my activities."

"And the strength increases quickly."

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

"You'd better use less energy in your body. The effects of the blasphemous potion are irreversible. The more times you use it, the more likely it is to undergo mutations."

Maybe it was because Karl saved his life, or maybe the passionate words just played a certain role, his attitude towards Karl changed a lot, and he no longer spoke in a condescending manner.

"snort!"

Rachel snorted coldly.

"I know, thank you for reminding me." Karl looked at the other party, his eyes flickering:

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

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

"We were raised by Templar knights, and we used to abide by the knight code, but since a few years ago..."

"Everything has changed before."

Nicole nodded slowly, her expression gloomy.

"Everything will be fine before." Karl smiled lightly, looking fearless and upright:

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

Nicole's heart moved, and her eyes became a little fanatical.

How long?

Ever since she grew up seeing certain things, she hasn't had this feeling of excitement anymore.

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

Anyone can shout slogans, but it does nothing to solve real problems.

Just like Carl.

He admitted that Karl was determined and loyal to his beliefs, but so what, could it change the outcome of alienation?

"Wow..."

Parting the leaves, golden fruit trees come into view.

The body of a three-headed hell dog was lying under the fruit tree. The seriously injured Lens and the giant were adjusting their breathing.

Beside them, there were two blasphemous beasts guarding them.

It seems that they finally killed the three-headed hellhound, but were also injured and lost one of the blasphemous beasts.

"Um?"

Hearing the noise, Lance opened his eyes and looked up, and his expression darkened when he saw a few people:

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to return to the base after luring the three-headed hell dog away?"

"Senior." Jerry said hurriedly:

"We were worried about your safety, so we came over to check it out."

"No need." Lance groaned:

"Go back quickly."

"Wait a minute!" Karl suddenly frowned, looking directly at the giant in the field, his face turned cold:

"who is he?"

"Huh?" Lance's eyes turned cold:

"Who he is has nothing to do with you. Leave as soon as possible. I will remember the credit that belongs to you, and don't worry about the rest."

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

"We're leaving now."

"Father Lance." Karl didn't intend to leave just yet, but looked like he was going to break the casserole and ask the question:

"This man has the aura of the evil god on his body. Is it possible that as a Templar, you actually colluded with the followers of the evil god?"

"Presumptuous!" Lance stood up angrily and roared loudly:

"What do I do that makes it your turn to question me?"

"Lens!" Karl refused to give in, with a righteous look on his face:

"You have colluded with the followers of the evil god and have betrayed the rules of the temple. You are not worthy of continuing to be a knight of the temple. Letting a person like you who has no faith be a priest to teach others will only lead the way astray."

"Haha..." Lance laughed angrily:

"Temple rules?"

"I didn't expect that someone still remembers this thing. If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten it. So what if I violated it?"

"Colluding with the evil god, you should be killed!" Carl drew his broadsword and looked directly at the other party:

"As a member of the temple, according to the rules of the temple, I have the right to clean up sinners like you!"

"Swish!"

Ten Thousand Buddha Hands-Nine consecutive attacks!

The sword energy danced wildly, and nine consecutive strikes were made in an instant. Each attack fell at the end of the previous attack.

The violent energy instantly raised a gust of wind.

Hmm?

Lance's face changed slightly.

He didn't expect that Carl, who had just advanced to the legendary level, was so strong, and he himself was injured.

"Damn it!"

"Bang!"

Heavenly Wolf Phantom Fist!

The illusory fist shadow appeared out of thin air and collided with the incoming sword energy, and the two figures flew back together.

After landing, Carl did not stop at all and raised his sword to attack again.

"Die!"

Rachel and others who were traveling with him hesitated, and for a moment they did not know how to deal with the situation in front of them.

Help Carl?

Don't be funny, Lance is a priest of the temple and one of the most valued disciples of the second elder.

What's more, there is a follower of the evil god whose strength is unknown in the field.

Help Lance?

Carl had just saved them not long ago, and his passionate speech also convinced several people.

Just when they were at a loss, the situation in the field had changed.

"Bang!"

Lance vomited blood and retreated.

After all, he was injured, and coupled with Carl's fierce attack, he was unable to resist for a while.

"Lance, my friend, it seems that the situation inside the temple is not as clear as you said."

Seeing this, the giant stood up and moved his wrist:

"Let me do it!"

Bang!

It was as if there was a volcano in his body, erupting with a roar, and the running breath directly suppressed the whole scene.

Level 2!

The faces of Rachel, Jerry and others changed drastically, and they were instinctively terrified like mice seeing a cat.

The eyes looking at Carl were also full of pity.

It's over!

A legend who just advanced not long ago could not be a Level 2 opponent at all, even if the opponent was injured.

In fact, it was the same.

Facing the breath suppression of a Level 2 strongman, Carl, who was at the 'first level', couldn't even move.

"Ka... Ka..."

His body trembled, his eyes stared at the other party, and his steel teeth clenched:

"I am a Templar Knight, I should be fearless, abide by the Knight's Way, and protect fairness and justice..."

"Heh..." The giant shook his head and laughed:

"Foolish!"

"Knight!" Carl looked up, and the pale white fighting spirit on his body became thicker and thicker, and even so thick that it wrapped around his body:

"I am a knight, a real knight!"

Hmm?

The giant's face changed slightly, and he showed an incredible look on his face as if he had noticed something.

"Crack..."

A cracking sound came.

"Boom!"

Carl roared to the sky, and a pair of black wings suddenly stretched out from his back.

"Blasphemy beast!"

Lance's eyes widened:

"No!"

"It's the Blasphemy Knight!"

A second-level Blasphemy Knight!

Under the 'oppression' of the giant, the determined Carl actually 'broke through in danger' and advanced to the second-level knight.

"How is it possible?" Hume's face was dull, and he murmured:

"He just advanced to the knight."

"Yes." Rachel also had a dull face, but her eyes gradually gave rise to an inexplicable fanaticism:

"This must be a gift from God!"

A gift from God?

The eyes of the two trainee priests, Jerry and Nicole, changed slightly, and they knelt on the ground together without knowing what they were thinking.

"Kill!"

Ten Thousand Buddha Hands - Thirty-six consecutive hits!

Carl turned into a residual shadow, broke through the giant's breath suppression, and swung the broadsword in his hand to slash at the opponent.

"Die!"