Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 427 - 165 Bronze Body_2

"Your world has already been abandoned by the Gods. The collapsing Divine Domain is ceaselessly devouring the world’s Origin Power. Perhaps even before the Divine from the Outer Domain descend, this world will have been completely destroyed."

"If we join forces and sacrifice a sufficient amount of Origin Power, my true form can descend upon this world. When that happens, the Eye Demon shall claim this world, and you will be the first under the Eye Demon’s embodiment..."

"No!"

"First God!"

Mei Weiya shook her head gently. "If the Evil God were trustworthy, the Divine Domain wouldn’t have become what it is now."

"Speak!"

"How did you recover your consciousness?"

Without answering, the Great Eye gazed directly at Mei Weiya’s body with its enormous pupil as a beam of light that pierced heaven and earth abruptly appeared.

Divine Art—Evil Beam!

Mei Weiya, struck by the Divine Art, showed no expression. Her body dispersed like smoke. Then, a black Long Spear exuding the aura of death fell from the sky, piercing the Great Eye’s pupil and embedding itself deeply within.

"BOOM!"

The intense fluctuations swept across the sea for over ten miles.

"The Evil God’s will has been extinguished. Pass down the order to eliminate the merfolk and restore the fishing and hunting at Freedom Port as quickly as possible." Mei Weiya’s weary voice echoed in the air, lingering for a long time.

The dense fog dissipated.

「Several months later.」

A secret chamber in Jiliu City.

"HA!"

With a vigorous shout, the stone-paved ground beneath Carl’s feet cracked open like tofu, and visible shockwaves fiercely radiated from his body in all directions.

"BANG!"

The entire chamber shook violently.

It wasn’t just the chamber! The houses outside, and even the peak of the entire mountain, trembled at that moment under this immense force.

I’ve done it!

Carl raised his hand, looking at his slightly bronze-colored skin with a satisfied smile on his face.

Holy Demon Transformation, third layer!

Bronze Body!

The third layer of the Holy Demon Transformation was a critical threshold. Once achieved, it signified the Perfection of a certain realm, and his strength would greatly increase.

Successfully cultivating the first three layers resulted in the Bronze Body. At this moment, Carl’s body was as if cast from bronze, no longer mere mortal flesh.

This is much harder than bronze!

He squeezed his skin; it seemed normal but was, in fact, so tough that not even a Divine Weapon could penetrate it.

I wonder how its resistance to witchcraft is?

He took out a Gravity Seal commonly used by Wizard Apprentices and threw it out, instantly altering the gravity around him.

Three times the usual gravity!

"Hm..."

Carl narrowed his eyes while standing within the witchcraft’s area of influence. He merely twisted his body a bit before returning to normal.

Ineffective!

The body naturally resists the influence of witchcraft; Zero-Circle Magic hardly makes me feel any change.

Then...

"PFFT!"

A First Order Early Stage Chain Fireball Seal was activated.

Three massive Fireballs spontaneously appeared, encircling Carl. Their high temperatures quickly hardened the soil.

"Come!" Carl grunted, and the three Fireballs—capable of blasting through city gates and melting stone—struck him simultaneously.

"BOOM!"

The Fierce Flames erupted.

The figure within stretched out his hands, as if bathing in a flowing stream, allowing the scalding magma to slide off his body.

First Order Early Stage witchcraft can be almost Ignored, but First-order Middle Stage witchcraft can still cause some effect.

First Rank Late Stage...

Still can injure me. These are just Seals; if they were spells cast by Wizards, their power would be even greater.

Carl shook his head. "This is normal. Compared to Wizards of the same level, Knights are generally somewhat weaker. Moreover, my Cultivation is only at the First-order Middle Stage. Although I’ve taken a shortcut to strengthen my body, my foundation is ultimately insufficient."

However...

In close combat, I should have no problem killing a First Circle Early Stage Wizard with three punches.

"Gold..." He pursed his lips and shook his head slightly. "Gold is from the Green family; he surely doesn’t lack top-tier Inheritance Witchcraft. Although his Cultivation is only at the First Ring Middle Stage, he can be considered equivalent to a One-Circle Late Stage Wizard. In a direct confrontation, my chances of winning aren’t necessarily high."

But up close, there’s a great opportunity!

Looking down at his body, Carl shrugged helplessly. My body’s defensive power is sufficient, but my clothes are not. It seems I need to acquire some tough clothing. Otherwise, fighting naked every time I engage in combat isn’t very dignified.

He left the secret chamber.

Two Messenger Pigeons were lingering in the room.

Carl walked over and removed the notes tied to the Messenger Pigeons’ legs, a smile appearing on his face as soon as he unfolded them.

A double blessing has arrived!

Mei Lun truly lives up to his reputation as the person with the largest network in the Dark Market. Entrusting him with the sale of the Fanatic Potion was the right decision.

Two notes. One from Ayala, one from Mei Lun.

Mei Lun brought good news from the Dark Market. After more than half a year of selling, the Fanatic Potion had been exchanged for ninety-two Great Divine Graces and some Magic Materials, which would be delivered soon.

Unlike Jiliu City, small places have very few Peak Knights. Even near the City of Death, not many are qualified to take the Fanatic Potion to advance to Great Knight.

Even if there are, they might not be able to afford Great Divine Grace.

The Dark Market is different. People who go there come from all over the world, and their status and positions are not low. Faced with a Potion that can help Peak Knights advance to Great Knight, they are more capable of paying the price.

It’s a pity it can’t be a long-term source of income; there are even Potions similar to the Fanatic Potion in the market...

Ninety-two!

Not too few.

As for Ayala’s message, it was about Freedom Port.

"The City Lord of the City of Death has slain the Evil God’s lingering will and is now summoning troops from various cities to clear out the merfolk."

Hmm... Carl stroked his chin.

He wasn’t very interested in cleansing the merfolk, but the City Lord’s Mansion in Freedom Port held a large amount of Great Divine Grace.

Without the Evil God’s lingering will, merfolk can no longer be continuously born, so there’s not much danger. This opportunity cannot be missed.

I should go back and prepare first.

「Dream Market.」

Carl once again visited the Eyeless One’s Mysterious House. This time, Old Brin and a handsome young man were there.

"Guest."

When outsiders were present, Old Brin would not reveal Carl’s identity. He gestured towards the young man, "This is Young Master Harvey of the Walker family!"

"The Walker family?" Carl’s eyes flickered slightly. "One of the market’s administrators, the Walker family?"

"Yes." Young Harvey nodded, his eyes filled with curiosity as he looked at Carl. "So you’re the Legendary Knight Old Brin mentioned? How come I’ve never heard anyone else mention you?"

"I’ve always been cultivating diligently and rarely make public appearances," Carl replied casually, then turned to Old Brin. "What does this mean?"

He had come to buy something from Old Brin, so why was an unfamiliar young man present? This was not according to custom.

"Ahem!" Old Brin coughed dryly twice and explained, "Although Harvey was born into the Walker family, he lacks Wizard Talent and walks the Knight Path. So, he asked me to find an experienced Legendary Knight to be his tutor."

"I think you are very suitable."

"Wait a minute!" Before Carl could speak, Harvey had already frowned. "Grandpa Brin, I asked you to help introduce someone because I trust you. Are you sure he’s really suitable?"

Any renowned Legendary Knight would have experienced countless battles and naturally earned a resounding reputation. Powerful Wizards might exist without fame, but an unknown Legendary Knight is almost an impossibility. Yet, Carl was such an individual.

"Certain." Old Brin nodded. "The Knight Path is not an easy one. In my hundred-plus years, I’ve seen many people, and he is the most suitable to be your tutor."

"Alright!" Harvey sighed and nodded. "I believe you wouldn’t deceive me."

"Respected Legendary Knight, although I do not know your Name, I wish to become your apprentice. This is the humble request of a latecomer on the Knight Path."

He knelt on one knee, raising both hands high, holding a shiny, crescent-shaped amulet.

Carl recognized this item.

The Bending Blade Amulet!

It could greatly increase a Legendary Knight’s defensive power, reducing damage from various natural witchcraft spells. It was an Inheritance Witchcraft specifically designed for Legendary Knights.

It was a tier higher than the damaged energy amulet he possessed. Theoretically, it would remain useful even up to the First Rank Late Stage.

Carl swallowed the refusal that had reached the tip of his tongue.

"How about it?" Old Brin chuckled. "I told you I could find what you want."

"Heh..." Carl shook his head speechlessly. Looking at Harvey kneeling before him, he thought for a moment and said, "You are very sincere."

He picked up the amulet, rubbed it in his hand for a moment, then sighed helplessly. "I truly cannot refuse. You can come to my place for lessons every Saturday afternoon."

"However..."

"It’s only for three months. If, after three months, you fail to satisfy me, the lessons will end. During this period, you may also choose to discontinue, but the item is non-refundable."

"Three months?" Harvey frowned subconsciously, then his brow relaxed. "Alright!"

"However, I have one request: I hope to witness your strength before the lessons formally begin."

Saying so, he stood up and drew the Knight Sword from his waist.