Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 564 - 19: Teleportation

"Master of Essence!"

"King of Thousand Forms!"

"Taiwei Jade Emperor..."

A deep, faint sound emanated from the altar at the center of the Divine Domain Fragment, entering Carl’s ears.

"Effective!"

He smiled faintly, whispering to himself:

"It seems my guess was correct, the light of the gods envelops the Eastern Kingdom Continent, severing the connection between the Star Realm and wizards. Since the Divine Domain Fragment can escape this restriction, it can naturally achieve other things as well."

"The War God of the Otherworld is a Sixth Tier Upper God, and has the potential to become the Main God. Although His Divine Domain Fragment is small, its rank is no less than the gods of this world, and can also hear the prayers of believers."

"No matter where they are, as long as someone engraves my ’Divine Rune’ and calls my ’Divine Name’, I can sense it."

The key is. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

No distance limitation!

If someone on the Calim Continent calls ’Master of Essence’, Carl can also respond.

At this moment.

In a residence somewhere in the Royal City, a middle-aged man in a black robe knelt on a Tai Chi pattern.

His eyes were vacant, his expression stiff, chanting the ’Divine Name’ instinctively, praying for a response.

At a certain moment.

His eyes regained vitality, his stiff features became smooth, and he emanated an aura similar to Carl’s.

"Not bad."

’Carl’ moved his current body a bit, nodding:

"The Witch Demon’s life box avatar technique is indeed marvelous, refining a person into a puppet can also be controlled freely."

This body came from a Black Wizard who had vainly cursed him, and now the consciousness inside had been occupied by him.

"In the future, it can also be used to explore dangerous places, but first, I need to elevate its realm."

This body was good in every aspect, except lacking in cultivation, so even if I wanted to do something, it couldn’t be done.

If it were an Official Wizard, many things would be easier.

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Returning to the Royal City after many days, what came into view was a scene of closed households and desolation.

Even the August family appeared somewhat desolate.

The patrolling city guards had long been replaced by armed military, and cannons were pulled out onto the city walls.

In the past ten years, with the advent of technology and firearms, the battlefield was no longer just a place for Knights charging into battle.

Even a Great Knight would meet a dead end when faced with a barrage of machine-gun fire.

"Please, Earl!"

The butler bowed, guiding Carl into a luxurious palace.

The magnificent building was awe-inspiring, with decorations dating back thousands of years.

One could even see carvings of Ancient Gods here, which in other places might be considered blasphemous art.

Only those with divine bloodline could learn the art of Ancient Gods without facing punishment from the Church.

"Sit!"

Alf August, dressed in a Knight’s attire, was carefully polishing a sharp Longsword:

"The military affairs have been busy lately, thanks to you, Carl, for restraining the Apprentice Wizards in the Royal City, saving us a lot of trouble."

"It’s my duty." Carl spoke up:

"After all, I hold the position of Vice President of the association, and... no one would like Black Wizards."

"Sigh!" Alf turned around, sighing:

"The power of wizards is mysterious and unique, making people subconsciously addicted; many Apprentices who have just been introduced to the Wizard World are often bewitched by this power, ignoring the teachings of their predecessors and doing wrong things."

"The Church dislikes this most of all."

Carl nodded.

He didn’t know much about this before, but in the past year or two, he frequently went to the association and heard many similar stories.

Although the power of Wizard Apprentices is not strong, to ordinary people, it is irresistible.

Some use Charming Techniques to seduce wives, some extort wealthy families through curses to extract all their money, and some even kill for power...

Even Carl encountered it once.

Fortunately, it was him; if it were anyone else, they could only be at the mercy of others.

After chatting for a while longer, Alf finally sheathed his sword and brought up the main matter.

"I am old, my days are numbered, yet I do not wish to die."

He smiled:

"Who truly wishes to die?"

"Understandable." Carl spoke:

"But as a child of ’God’, you always have some privileges. Does the Duke also worry about lifespan?"

"The bloodline is too diluted, barely recognizable now." Alf shook his head:

"Half-gods in ancient times could live for at least a thousand years and would have Divine beings help them change bodies to extend their life, and it wasn’t uncommon to live over ten thousand years."

"We..."

"To say we have divine blood is more like saying we are distant relatives, long devoid of the favor the gods once bestowed."

Carl understood.

The Dukes of the Otherworld, even a ’cripple’ like Ferdinand, still had Third Tier strength.

Mei Weiya was born a Second Tier, her lifespan several times that of an ordinary Second Tier.

Here, the Dukes of the Gando Kingdom had lifespans not much longer than ordinary people. Alf’s cultivation was not something he was born with but rather acquired through his efforts, and his peers were few and far between.

"Can you always go to the Divine Domain?"

"Divine Domain?"

Alf smirked:

"Carl, my friend, have you ever heard of a demigod entering the Divine Domain and becoming an Angel after death?"

"Indeed, no." Carl stroked his chin:

"Why?"

"Perhaps, it is the gods’ mercy toward their own bloodline." Alf lowered his brows, his voice drifting:

"Mortals long to enter the Divine Domain, yet they do not know that only simple-minded puppets can reside there."

"The Divine Domain is wonderful, but it is not our destination."

Carl chuckled.

As the master of a Divine Domain Fragment, he understood far more than others about what so-called ’Angels’ truly were.