Wizard, I have a different world

"Open!"

The scroll sealed by the magic suddenly trembled, and then the surface aura collapsed, revealing the true appearance inside.

Carl held the scroll and shook it gently, and Blaise, Monica and their family of four walked out.

"Carl!"

Blaise looked around:

"Where is this?"

"Fast City."

"Huh?"

Looking at the deserted streets, dilapidated houses, and the dead 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 the expressionless Carl, his smile slowly subsided:

"Really?"

"It's true." It was not Carl who answered him, but Monica. Monica's ears trembled, exerting the vampire talent to the extreme, and could clearly hear any subtle movement within hundreds of meters.

"Here..."

"It's really Fast City!"

"What happened?" Blaise was shocked:

"We've only been away for a few years, how come Fast City has become such a mess?"

"Not just Fast City." Carl shrugged:

"The entire federation has become shabby, and a lot of things have happened in the past year or so."

"A lot!"

He didn't explain what happened, but his tone was dim, which made Blaise and Monica look at each other in surprise.

"Are you Uncle Carl?"

A childish voice sounded.

A boy and a girl, two children who had just turned three years old, held hands and looked at Carl with curiosity.

"Yes."

Carl squatted down and rubbed their heads:

"Cain, Mokawei, we finally meet, have you learned what I taught you well?"

"We've been learning." The delicate little girl Mokawei tilted her head and spoke in a baby voice:

"Mom said that we will have friends to play with us after we get out, is that true?"

When she talked about "friends", she was excited, and it was obvious that she was already a little impatient.

"Yeah."

Karl looked up and glanced at Monica:

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

Standing up, he stretched out one hand forward, with his five fingers slightly curled inward, and the air in front of him suddenly rippled.

The next moment.

A car appeared out of thin air in front of several people.

"Wow!"

Blaise was amazed:

"You can actually move things from other places. Is this a method that only third-level extraordinary people have?"

During the four years in the world of the painting, Monica also told him about the power system of the extraordinary world.

Space movement,

It must be a third-level extraordinary person.

But it is not something that can be done by the third level. In fact, many third-level strong people do not have similar methods.

But Carl should be more than the third level, otherwise he can't bring them out of the seal.

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

Different from Blaise.

She is now a third-level extraordinary herself, so what she sees is different from Blaise.

In her eyes, the car was not moved from elsewhere, but evolved from energy.

In other words...

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

The ability to convert energy and matter at will is a legendary ability that only the upper gods can possess.

Upper gods?

"Two children."

Carl waved his hand, and the car door opened automatically:

"Please get in the car."

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

"Swish!"

The wheels rubbed against the ground and rushed out quickly.

"Wow..."

Blaise's eyes lit up:

"What a strong explosive power, and there is no sound. What has happened to car engine technology in recent years?"

"It's witchcraft." Carl smiled:

"The available energy is not only oil, but also other."

"Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow pounced in front of him and hit the front window glass like a cheetah.

"Bang!"

The seemingly thin glass showed amazing hardness and remained intact under the attack of the prey.

Instead, the black shadow was knocked out.

"What is it?"

"There's more!"

Blaze was shocked, and he turned the steering wheel to stabilize the car body, looking at the black shadows that appeared one after another around him.

"Deformed people." Carl glanced and said lightly:

"It is the 'divine punishment' sent down by a foreign god. Creatures that have been exposed to divine punishment will be deformed and attack nearby living things crazily, and creatures injured by deformed creatures will also be deformed."

"You can think of it as an enhanced version of zombies."

"Divine punishment?" Blaze's face turned pale:

"God wants to destroy the world?"

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

"There is more than one god. Many gods hope that the world will perish and have sent down divine punishment."

"Deformed people are relatively easy to deal with. After all, they have a physical body. Some methods without a physical body are more troublesome."

"Bang!"

Relying on the sturdy body, the car rushed all the way and killed a passage through a group of deformed people.

Looking back at the group of monsters that were getting farther and farther away, Blaise couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"Is Fast City ruined by them?"

"My company?"

"Gone."

"Where is the Bito Group?"

"No more."

There was silence in the car.

"Turn left."

"Zi..."

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

What comes into view in front of you is a towering tree. Its knotted branches extend upwards into the skyscraper. Its dense leaves hang upside down from the sky. Deformed people are jumping back and forth on the branches.

The trunk of the tree seemed to be made up of countless human faces. It kept roaring and the branches swayed crazily.

Several nearby buildings were left crumbling.

"What's that?"

"The means of the Mother of Life." Karl said:

"A certain third-level transcendent in the Night Watch organization was affected and evolved into the tree of life form."

"Don't stare at it, your body will change."

Blaise immediately looked away, and Monica in the back seat reached out to cover the sight of the two children.

"how so?"

"What's wrong with this world?"

Blaise drove the car forward, and what he saw along the way made his cheeks twitch, and his eyes showed despair.

This kind of world...

It's better to stay in the scroll and not come out.

Groups of paper figures, colorful dreamy streets, and a black sky full of weird mud...

confusion!

distortion!

Weird!

fear!

"arrive."

The car stopped at an orphanage.

In a city full of weird things, the ordinary orphanage seemed a little abnormal.

"This is a shelter built by a man named Ray Miller to prevent strange intrusions from the outside world."

After getting out of the car, Karl pushed open the courtyard door:

"Ray Miller, a guest is here."

An angel dressed in white appeared in the hall, six pairs of white wings spread out, blooming with a holy halo.

"Angel!"

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

"Seraphic Archangel!"

In the scriptures, the six-winged archangel is the avatar and guardian of the god, and has higher authority than some lower gods.

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A soft halo of light rippled in the room, and even though he had folded his wings, Remiller was still glowing.

Under the holy light, she looked noble.

"Thunder Spear is dead?"

"yes."

"Killed by you?"

"Um."

There was silence in the room.

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

"This is what you want."

"This book belongs to the Lord of Dimensions. It is a divine punishment sent by Him. Perhaps... it is a gift."

Remiller pointed at the books and said:

"It can continue to divide and evolve, be integrated into radios, televisions, and even be directly projected into the consciousness of living beings."

"The creatures that come into contact will see a sentence: live or die, 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 main god space, where you will experience various worlds. In fact, you will become a two-dimensional creature."

Lord of Dimensions?

The main god space?

Karl's eyes moved slightly.

"And this kind of divine punishment can escape reality. No wonder you say it is a gift."

"Yes." Remiller nodded:

"I speculate that if you perform well in the Lord God's Space, you should be favored by the Lord of Dimensions, become His apostle, and maybe return to the real world, but under the control of the Lord of Dimensions."

"this!"

She pointed at another item with disgust on her face:

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

"Confusion..." Karl nodded:

"If a higher-level god wants to advance to the level of main god or true god, he needs to intercept and grasp a part of his true authority."

"Not one world, but the universal authority of the entire universe!"

The rules mastered by the superior gods only apply to the world where the gods are located, and their power will be greatly reduced if they leave that world.

Like the Lord of the Morning.

In the Eastern Kingdom, the sixth-level Lord of the Dawn can even compete with the legendary seven-ring wizard.

But as long as they leave the Eastern Kingdom mainland, they may not even be as good as the five-ring wizard.

That's why.

Gods will not leave the world they live in unless forced to do so.

If you want to be free from the limitations of your own world, you need to break through the boundaries and master some real rules.

That is, the seventh-level main god and true god.

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

“Chaos is also a reality.”

Karl picked up the squirming ball of flesh on the table, not caring at all about the erosion of its power, 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 rules only rarely appear, so they are very rare."

"The same is true for the true God. It's easier to control the chaos and distortion of the real part, but it's harder to order it."

He put down the meat ball and picked up the book:

"The Lord of Dimensions, who is also a true god and masters the real and orderly rules, is far more powerful than the Mother of Desire."

Power here only refers to the use of power, and they all have the same mastery of power levels.

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

"Karl."

Remiller thoughtfully:

"What do you want them for?"

"Of course it's useful." Karl smiled, turned over his hand and collected God's Punishment into his God's Domain Fragments:

“I have just taken the first step on my journey, and I need these ‘seniors’ to tell me how to get through it.”

"Divine Punishment contains the core methods of gods from outside the realm. It would be of great benefit to me if I could analyze it."

not to mention……

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

…………

Empty space.

Carl sat cross-legged.

Dozens of tentacles swung disorderly behind him, suddenly piercing into the objects of divine punishment suspended around him.

Whirlpool Butterfly, Black Worm, Book of Dimensions, Sludge of Desire, Abnormal Creatures, Dream Train, etc...

These things are priceless treasures to him, and they can all be transformed into further qualifications.

Time passes slowly.

"Uh-huh!"

Karl opened his eyes, thinking deeply. The next moment, the void in front of him tore apart, and he teleported in front of Remiller.

"Take me to the Temple."

?

Remiller's eyes shrank, the holy light rippled around his body, and some different emotions surged in the scene.

"What are you doing there?"

"The gods of the Eastern Kingdom are primitive gods. Each of them has seven levels of true authority. As long as they are integrated into one, they are the most powerful true gods in the universe. They have been so for countless years." Karl said:

"My path is clear now. I only lack accumulation. I need what they left behind to help me become a true god."

"You know." Remiller shook his head slightly:

"I cannot betray the gods."

"Understood." Karl nodded:

"I'll get it myself."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, Ray Miller had already sold, and once he made the move, he went all out and spared no effort.

The power left by the Lord of the Morning in her body burst out along a complicated path, rushing all the way.

The terrifying power brings ultimate destruction.

Wherever the intersecting, criss-crossing, and colliding divine powers passed, space, time, and everything else were destroyed.

A void appeared in the field.

The power of the Lord of the Dawn was full of majestic vitality, but at this time, it turned into murderous intent to kill everything.

It's not just that.

Remiller, who controls the rapidity of the world, flickers, and dozens of afterimages appear at the same time.

Each afterimage has the same ability as the original body, and at the same time stimulates the terrifying energy in the body.

No one could have imagined it.

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

Even with a desperate blow from Tucker, the Thunder Spear, there is not much difference.

In Karl's perception, the universe seemed to be collapsing at this moment.

The next moment.

He slowly raised his hand.

In his sight, everything is composed of energy and consciousness, even divine power is no exception.

In Carl's opinion.

The energy in Remiller's body is powerful and vast, even surpassing that of him who has advanced to the sixth level of high god.

But it's a pity.

The method of stimulating this energy is too crude, like a baby holding a machine gun but using it as a stick.

More importantly,

Remiller is too weak, her consciousness is like an ant in front of this energy, and she cannot exert the power of this energy at all.

"Peng!"

The five fingers collided with the incoming energy, and the energy shock wave that destroyed the world instantly dissipated without a trace.

From the collapse of everything, it turns into a warm breeze.

Remiller's expression froze.

"Peng!"

Her angelic body was completely shattered, like a vase made of thousands of fragments, and all the secrets from the inside to the outside were revealed in front of Karl.

The remaining divine power of the Lord of the Morning was pulled by the invisible force and turned into a torrent of energy that was swallowed 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.

The pantheons!

"Uh-huh!"

Karl stepped forward and followed the coordinates in the void to a wide hall, looking up at the starry sky above.

"The Temples?"

"Fragments of the Divine Realm!"

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

at this time.

The figure holding the scythe was waiting again.