Wizard, I have a different world

Barrow followed Jim forward in a daze. When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but curiously asked:

"Are there many people with extraordinary powers in this world?"

"not much."

Jim shook his head:

"Many people may never meet this kind of person in their lifetime. It was a coincidence that I came into contact with the extraordinary world."

"Why hide it?" Barrow was puzzled:

"Fear comes from the unknown. Wouldn't it be better if everyone knew that extraordinary power existed in this world?"

"Hey..." Jim chuckled:

"I used to think so too."

"But when you have more exposure, you will understand that the root of some extraordinary powers is evil and chaos. Once leaked, it will lead to the collapse of the existing social order. The Night Watchmen are strictly guarding against this."

"This..." Barrow frowned:

"The Temple of Gods is an anti-government organization?"

"Absolutely." Jim nodded:

"The temples exist for two purposes. One is to resurrect the gods, and the other is to find and kill vampires."

"It's been like this for hundreds of years!"

As for how to resurrect the gods and what a vampire looks like, Jim himself doesn't know.

He just knows.

The Pantheon and the Blood Covenant are mortal enemies.

Both belong to dark forces that cannot see the light, and the Night Watch organization has been suppressing them.

"So, the Night Watchmen are stronger?"

Barrow spoke:

"The Blood Alliance and the Temples combined are not as good as the Night Watch Organization?"

"On the contrary." Jim turned around with a strange look in his eyes:

"According to my understanding, the Night Watch organization is the weakest among the three major forces. They need something special to compete with the gods."

"Just like Fast City..."

"The Night Watch organization has only one third-level powerhouse, while the pantheon of gods has at least three. The Blood Alliance is not sure."

Barrow's heart sank.

He had come into contact with the Night Watchmen, and the people there gave him a good feeling, so he naturally had some bias in his heart.

The pantheons are more like evil organizations trying to subvert the existing order.

"Come!"

Jim stopped and pointed towards the test chamber in front of him:

"This is the latest test progress. You should familiarize yourself with it and then serve as my deputy."

Barrow looked up and his eyes suddenly shrank.

Inside the transparent experimental chamber, there were hamsters, foxes, raccoons and other animals.

They have tubes inserted into them, and dark red liquid flows in the tubes.

As a scientific researcher, Barrow is well aware that certain studies require sacrifices of small animals, and he has no idle compassion.

but……

The weird patterns on the bottom of the experimental chamber and the weird symbols on the animals made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

Instinctively disgusting!

And the liquid flowing in the tube seemed to be some kind of blood, which also made him feel a little familiar.

Um?

"The blood..."

"your."

Jim spoke:

"Your current task is to put a few tubes of blood supply every day for research and analysis, and record the data changes of these test products."

"rest assured!"

He comforted:

"I have carefully examined your body. The strong hematopoietic function can provide a large amount of blood."

Barrow's face turned pale.

He finally understood why he was so weak and what the purpose of the several indwelling needles on his body was.

he,

Also a test subject!

And it is the most important test subject.

In the next few days, Barrow drained blood, observed data, and assisted Professor Jim in various experiments.

He thought about resisting.

No matter what,

In addition to Jim, there were two terrifying gargoyles here, who easily crushed him.

Jim even once got so angry that one of the gargoyles broke his legs.

If it weren't for his special constitution, he might have been disabled.

"Peng!"

Looking at the corpse in the experimental chamber, Jim's face was distorted, and he clenched his fists and slammed them on the table in front of him.

"Why? Why?"

He gritted his teeth and roared:

“The process is exactly the same, why can’t the experiment be replicated?”

"Professor." Barrow, who was bleeding every day and kept his body in a weak state, whispered:

"Is there something wrong with the theory?"

"Impossible!" Jim turned around suddenly, his eyes glowing strangely red:

"If the theory is wrong, how could you appear in front of me?"

The theory is wrong,

Everything has to be overturned.

Jim certainly didn't want to admit it.

"There must be something missing, maybe...just the blood is not enough." Jim narrowed his eyes and whispered:

"Maybe add some organs."

?

Barrow's expression changed drastically.

Before he could make a move, a gargoyle rushed over and pinned him to the ground.

Jim picked up the scalpel beside him, held down Barrow's hand, and cut off one finger with the knife.

"ah!"

Screams sounded.

…………

A few more days passed.

Barrow, with disheveled hair and dull eyes, was walking in the laboratory, holding a notebook in his hand to record various data.

His fingers and toes were mutilated, and there were stitches on his abdomen and back after surgery.

"Peng!"

A white mouse in the experimental chamber suddenly appeared, and blood and broken meat hit the special bulletproof glass, which also brought Barrow back to his senses slightly.

"Failed again?"

Jim walked over quickly, with an angry look on his face:

"What went wrong?"

…………

"You still want to resist?"

Jim, with a distorted face and black tentacles extending from his back, grabbed Barrow with one hand and threw him to the ground:

"Everything about you is mine, including your body!"

"You don't want to leave here until the experiment has no results!"

"Peng!"

The tentacles wrapped around Barrow and threw him into a test chamber filled with unknown liquid, just like a white mouse used in an experiment.

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Seton Hotel.

The most prosperous hotel in Fast City is also one of the most famous hotels in the Federation. It belongs to a consortium no less than the Billiton Group.

Top floor.

The night breeze is blowing.

Under the guidance of the service staff, Karl came to a position near the fence, pulled up a chair and sat down.

There are people waiting on the other side.

Remiller, who has blond hair, blue eyes and three-dimensional facial features, is both heroic and full of divinity, raised the wine glass in his hand and signaled:

"Old friend, we meet again."

"yes!"

Karl sat down, sighed softly and said:

"I haven't seen him for hundreds of years. I never expected that the humble messenger who once sent me a message turned out to be a god."

That's right!

The former angel Remiller is now a god!

The fifth-level median god!

only,

In Karl's perception, the godhead, divinity, and divine fire in Remiller's body were in a certain unstable state.

"Ha..." Remiller's eyes were indifferent, he took a sip of his drink and said calmly:

“I just received a gift from the Lord God.”

"It's you..."

"Mysterious wizard, you always amaze me every time I see you, and it is no different now."

"What happened back then?" Karl smiled lightly and changed the subject:

"Where have the gods gone?"

"I should ask you this." Remiller's eyes were deep:

"The God-killing Spear was given to me by you."

"The God-killing Spear can kill gods, but it can't do this." Karl said:

"There must be something else going on."

Remiller's mouth moved slightly, but he didn't intend to answer.

In the dark clouds.

‘Dark Wizard’ Abbott used invisibility witchcraft and approached the top floor of the hotel with a staff in hand.

‘There is no way, that residence is a secret base of the temples, and it cannot be sold to outsiders. ’

‘Since there is no way to convince Norma, I can only turn to you. ’

‘Professor Carl! ’

Whispering in his heart, he slowly approached the target. Just when he was about to take action, Abbott saw the figure opposite Karl.

His movements couldn't help but froze, and his eyes were even more confused.

"Lord!"

"Is it you?"

"Why would someone look so much like you?"

His lips trembled, and he was even a little unable to hold the staff in his hand.