Chapter 109 Angel Remiller (please collect)


Chapter 109 Angel Remiller (Please collect)

A ship appeared in the waters near Fire Island, and under the guidance of the two major chambers of commerce, it docked in an orderly manner.

Nearly a thousand sailors poured into the island and began to clear out the islanders and search for supplies.

Without the main fighting force of the island owner Cherry, the other people on the Flame Island failed to stir up much trouble.

The main hall.

After a great war, this place was almost reduced to ruins.

Rubbles scattered and magma flowed.

There is almost no place to stay.

"Dear Guardian, it's a pleasure to meet you." The white-haired paladin came to Karl, performed an ancient courtesy, and said excitedly:

"Paladin Brown , willing to work for you.”

Karl's face turned a little pale. Although he succeeded in killing the monster in the end, he felt uncomfortable.

My chest was tight and my hair was blocked, and my hands were trembling slightly involuntarily. Fortunately, my foundation was not damaged and I could recover with a little practice in a few days.

‘It seems that it is still too difficult for me to deal with legendary level beings now. ’

“Guardian?”

He looked at the other party:

"When did I get such a title?"

"Before the gods fell, the Moon Goddess was surrounded by four guardian knights from the sanctuary." Brown said slowly, hoarsely. :

“They are the Giant Spirit, Sirius, Gemini, and Holy Crab respectively. They are also called the guardians of gods.”

“You,”

“ It should be the giant spirit of this generation!”

"Oh!" Karl raised his eyebrows:

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you practice the giant spirit breathing method."

"So simple? Paladin Is there anyone among them who practices the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique?"

"...No." Brown shook his head slightly and explained:

"Only the most devout believers are qualified to enter the holy city and become paladins. Only the most talented among the paladins can enter the holy realm in the sky. Only after defeating other competitors in the holy realm can they practice the four inheritance methods. . ”

“And if you want to be the guardian of God, you must He must be the most outstanding person in the Holy Realm.”

“Dear Guardian, you should be very clear that practicing the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique requires God’s blessing, so...”
< br>His eyes were wild:

“God!”

"No fall!"

Karl touched his chin.

When he practiced the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique, he was indeed blessed by the Moon Goddess. Although the goddess's condition seemed a little bad, she did not die.

"So..."

He asked in surprise:

"You were not able to confirm before that the Moon Goddess did not fall?"

"Yes." Brown nodded:

"The kingdom of God has been broken. The Holy Church analyzed some signs and guessed that the goddess should still be alive. Alive."

"It's just that there has been no way to prove it, and your existence, Guardian, is proof."

No wonder he was so excited.

For hundreds of years, the knights of the temple have been wandering on this continent. Although they are looking for the goddess, there are a few people who have not doubted in their hearts whether the goddess is still alive. In fact, she has fallen long ago?

Now,

there is evidence to prove that the goddess is still alive. For the Paladin, it is no less than reshaping faith.

“Over the years, the Paladins have explored many ruins, and the temple has also included two inheritance methods: the giant spirit and the holy crab.”

Brown said:

"But for hundreds of years, no one has truly succeeded in cultivation. Those who cultivate are all weakened versions that do not require blessing."

"Not only the inheritance of the goddess, but also the inheritance left by other gods, they cannot Real practice.”

Karl raised his eyebrows.

No wonder!

No wonder he is stronger than ordinary knights, and the breathing method accounts for a large part of the reason.

No matter how high the level of other people's breathing methods is, they are still not as high as the inheritance left by the gods.

Karl actually thought that his breathing method was very powerful, but he gave up this idea after being exposed to the furnace method.

The complete version of the Hundred Phases of the Furnace is by no means lower than the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique, and should even be higher.

But,

If no one succeeds, then that’s another story.

With the giant spirit breathing method alone, if you reach the peak of the great knight, you can probably crush the top powerhouses in Freeport and have the ability to fight against legendary creatures.

"Guardian."

Brown spoke again:

"Please go to the temple with me. The paladins of this world will lead you to rescue the trapped "The goddess."

"Go to the church?" Karl shook his head:

"I'm not interested now."

"Ah!"

Brown's face was stiff:

"Why...why?"

Can I get the goddess? Blessing, logically speaking, should be the most devout believer, but Karl does not seem to be the one.

There was even a clear lack of respect for the goddess in his tone.

“No reason.”

Karl shook his head:

“I just don’t want to.”

Just kidding.

God!

That is an existence that even the second-level wizards dare not touch. If I try to touch it now, I am simply seeking death.

Maybe the Moon Goddess has no ill intentions towards herself, but what if?

Where are the other gods?

There are also existences that caused the fall of many gods, those so-called evil gods. These things are far beyond his reach now.

"Guardian!"

Brown said hurriedly:

"You don't need to do anything, just follow me back to the temple, and the temple will try to find clues to the goddess from you."

These words made Karl even more afraid to go to the so-called holy church.

Who knows what method the other party will use.

bloodletting?

Anatomy?

......

With the Paladin's fanatical belief in the goddess, if they need to kill someone to save the goddess, they will never show mercy.

“Forget it!”

Karl waved his hand and walked towards the outside.

"Guardian." Brown hurriedly followed:

"The temple has the inheritance left by the gods. There are many strong people to ensure your safety. There are super-grade seals. What you want There is also great divine grace..."

Karl paused, then shook his head again.

Things he wants.

But it needs to be done under the premise of ensuring safety.

"Karl!"

At this time.

Susan's voice came from the front:

"Come and see what we found."

…………

This should be the ‘boudoir’ of Cherry, the owner of Fire Island.

The high ceiling is composed of exquisite wooden beams and plaster ornaments. Sunlight shines through the stained glass, and mottled light and shadow dance on the smooth marble floor.

There are various weapons hanging on the surrounding walls, with their sharp edges exposed and exuding a fierce evil aura.

In the corner of the living room, there is a carefully crafted dressing table. The cosmetics and jewelry placed on it have been covered with a layer of dust.

"Cherry used to like makeup very much, which could make her abandon her dressing table. Her mind has obviously been distorted by the evil god."

Connie shook his head and looked at a meteorite on the bed:

" Is that it?”

“Hmm.”

Poseidon Hawk touched the meteorite with his trident:

"Broken?"

This is a fiery red meteorite the size of a fist. According to the people on the island, it was found from magma.

Since getting this meteorite, Cherry's temperament began to change.

It’s not just her.

Everyone on the island has become confused. Only a few people who often leave the island still remain rational.

But as soon as you come to the island, things will become very strange, and the longer time passes, the more obvious it becomes.

The surface of the meteorite is full of pits and pits, and there are many cracks inside. It will break into pieces at the slightest touch.

Connie took a step forward.

“Be careful!”

Susan reminded hurriedly.

"It's okay." Connie shook his head:

"The things inside should be gone."

"Things?" Lula asked curiously:

"What things?" "

"The breath of the evil god." Connie held a piece of meteorite fragment in his hand, raised it towards the direction of the sun, and squinted his eyes and said:

"According to my guess, hundreds of years ago, this extraterrestrial meteorite landed on this island with the aura of the evil god until it was discovered by Cherry."

"The aura of the evil god bewitched her, making her Her mind became distorted and alienated step by step, and eventually she became a monster."

"No. Only when Cherry dies and the aura of the evil god disappears will the stone crack."

"Yes." Hawke nodded:

"According to Cherry. A companion from her days as a pirate said that she has been carrying this meteorite with her since she found it.”

"When I eat, when I sleep, when I fight with people, I will never leave this thing. I didn't let it go until recently."

"The breath of the evil god..." Karl also picked up a meteorite fragment to analyze it. Technique to detect its material:

"Ordinary meteorite."

An ordinary meteorite, just contaminated with a trace of the evil god's breath, almost wiped out everyone.

How terrifying should the real evil god be?

"Look!"

Lula opened a curtain and revealed what was behind:

"What is this?"

On the ground behind the curtain, there was blood on the ground. A strange pattern was sketched, with different things placed in every corner.

The whole scene is very strange.

"Altar."

Connie squatted down to check the ground and explained:

"According to rumors, the gods accept prayers from countless believers every day, but only choose a few of them. Some of the lucky ones respond."

"If an altar is set up and sacrifices are made, the voices of believers will be heard first and responded to by the gods."

"But..."

He straightened up, kicked down the things on the altar, and continued to speak:

"Because there is a barrier in our world, the power of the evil god cannot penetrate, let alone the voices of believers, Cherry He probably wanted to use this method to fight with the evil god. "No!" Karl shook his head:

"It's not Cherry, but the evil god."

"It controlled Cherry to lay down the altar. Receive your own power.”

"Yes!" Connie's eyes lit up:

"I didn't expect that, Carl, you also have a certain understanding of gods. We will communicate more in the future."

Carl smiled:
< br>"I'm very curious about all knowledge."

"Destroy it!" Connie straightened up and found some books nearby and left them on the ground:

"They are all things that communicate with the gods and confuse people's hearts."

"How about keeping it?" Lula touched her smooth chin, her eyes flickering back and forth:

"In case If I can communicate with the righteous God, I They can also receive blessings."

"The gods have fallen, and even the most devout believers of the gods cannot get their response." Connie shook his head:

"We can't. .”

"What if..." After seeing Cherry's strength, Lula couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope:

"What if?"

"If you get a response, it would be even worse. ." Connie warned:

"Because you have communicated with the evil god. As a mortal, you must not try to understand the god."

"Let me take a step forward. :

"Mortals are not allowed to spy on gods, but it shouldn't be a big problem to take a few glances at the descriptions of gods."

Said,

picked up a book.

Connie frowned subconsciously.

He knows the temptation of these things better than anyone else, and few people can resist trying them.

It’s okay if there is no response after trying, but if there is a response...

It’s a disaster!

…………

“The Guardian is unwilling to go to the temple.”

Brown looked at the broken crimson moon in the sky, his eyes changing back and forth:


"Why did the goddess choose a person without faith to be her guardian? Could it be that this is also God's will?"

"No matter what, the news of the guardian must be sent back to the church, preferably A blasphemous knight can come over to ensure the guardian's safety."

Lower your head.

Brown carved lines of text on a strange stone.

The text flashed and then disappeared.

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Fragments of the Divine Realm.

Essence: 0.6

"Sure enough."

Karl looked at the light curtain in front of him:

"Essence is related to the gods. Whether it is a good god or an evil god, as long as it is contaminated with the breath of the god, there will be sesame. If I kill this kind of existence, I can get the essence."

Name: Karl

Physique: 4.25

Mental power: 4.38

Essence: 0.6

Level: Grand Knight, Senior Wizard Apprentice

Increase physical fitness?

Mental power?

If you add spiritual power, you can increase the power of witchcraft and speed up the process of bloodline witchcraft.

But in the short term, the growth rate is not large.

Increase physical fitness.

To be honest, not much has changed.

But there is one advantage, that is, the physical fitness value can reach the perfect limit of the Great Knight faster.

Especially after the cultivation of blood witchcraft, the physical fitness has increased rapidly in recent times, and there is no sign of slowing down yet.

So...

Increase your physique!

As soon as he thought about it, the data on the light screen changed accordingly, and a fulfilling sense of power emerged in his body.

The skin and flesh become firmer, the bones and internal organs are strengthened, and the life seeds expand at an accelerated pace. Name: Carl

Physique: 4.55

Mental power: 4.38

Essence: 0

Level: Grand Knight, Senior Wizard Apprentice

"Crash..."

The mage rolled up a book in his hand and opened it in front of Karl, which contained many complicated patterns.

“How to communicate with the gods?”

“I wonder if I, the Lord of God’s Domain, can use it, and what kind of scene will it be like if it works?”

Currently, there are only two ways to break through the Great Knight and become a legend. One is to obtain the blessing of the gods.

One is to have a special bloodline.

The latter kind of Karl can only pray for the abyss blood in his body to work, but based on the experience of his predecessors, it is highly likely that it will not work.

You can try the first one.

It does not seem easy to communicate with gods.

…………

Althea landed on the island, looked at the obviously neglected path in front of her, and shook her head helplessly.

"Karl."

"If you don't have time, you can hire some mortals and let them take care of the island regularly."

She said with regret:

“The environment of the island owned by you and Sibel is good, but you just grow some food, which is a bit wasted.”

"Let's talk about it later." Karl waved his hand and led her into the house:

"Sit down first, I will prepare a drink."

The sweet and attractive mead is the product of the nobles of the Kingdom of Gondor Our favorite, many wizards also like this jiggle.

“Did you make it yourself?”

Alsiya took a small sip and nodded with satisfaction:

"Not bad."

"As long as you like it." Karl took out something and put it on the table, a complicated look flashed in his eyes:

"This is it, please give me an estimate. . ”

Olsea picked up the ring on the table, held it in her hand and examined it for a moment, then mouthed two syllables.

“Guna!”

moment.

A halo emerged from the ring, and a whole set of armor emerged out of thin air, floating quietly in the air.

“It’s really unbelievable!”

As Althea, who has seen many magical items, she couldn’t help but exclaim when faced with this set of armor:

"Two-ring witchcraft hidden in the void! One-ring witchcraft automatically assembles!"

"Advanced magical item..."

"No!"

"It may be an inherited witchcraft, but it is more used by knights than wizards."
< br>Said.

He shook his head with regret again.

"What a pity!"

"It's too broken, with scars all over its body. I'm afraid its defense is not as strong as an ordinary magical item."

It's indeed too broken.

This armor that has been with Karl for a long time can be said to be covered in bruises, like a tattered beggar's uniform.

Especially this time, the fight against the strange bird transformed by Cherry, the owner of Fire Island, almost completely destroyed it.

"But its grade is still there after all. If it can be repaired, even a formal wizard will be happy to buy it."

Althiya looked thoughtful:

"Inherited witchcraft, There are not many nearby countries. Even if it's broken, it can still be sold for a good price."

"I think it's worth about two hundred magic stones."

She didn't ask about the origin of this thing, just looking at it. The level is at least an antique from hundreds of years ago.

Some of the cracks were very new, as if they had just experienced a fight not long ago.

But this situation is even more inconvenient to ask.

As a qualified businessman, Orseya knows very well what to ask and what not to ask.

"Then I'll trouble you." Karl said:

"I want to auction it through you, and 10% of the transaction price will be used as a reward. What do you think?"
< br>

"10%?" Althea nodded:

"Yes!"

It is not difficult for her, and a damaged inherited witchcraft may also be sold. The price of high-level magic items.

“If you are not in a hurry for money, I suggest selling it at a large auction.”

“With publicity, it can also attract more potential buyers. , may sell for a higher price.”

"Okay." Karl had no objection:

"Since it's left to you, I'll handle it in your own way."

"I like guests who are as cheerful as you." Orseya He pursed his lips and smiled and took out a contract:

"Confirm it and then sign it."

"This thing is too expensive, we should go through the formal process."

"That's right."

She took out another book:

"The alchemy book you asked me to buy, but...are you going to change your career to become a weaver?"< br>
Alchemy has many branches.

General points.

Even pharmacy can be classified into alchemy.

As for refining magical items, there are sub-categories such as wizard hats, gloves, clothing, and fabrics.

Karl smiled and said nothing.

After the death of the strange bird transformed by Cherry, the owner of Fire Island, some 'fluff' was left behind, which is a very rare weapon refining material and can be used to refine magical items.

Of course it cannot be wasted.

"That's right!"

As he was leaving, Althea remembered something and looked back:

"Do you still remember Anslot?"

“Remember.” Carl nodded:

“Tim’s friend, I heard he is missing?”

"He is dead." Althea shrugged:

"The body was fished out from the depths of the swamp. We don't know who did it yet."

"I What I want to say is that he once entrusted me with trying to purchase the high-level magic items you inherited from Adolf.”

“Oh!” Karl raised his eyebrows:

“Really?” br>


Watching the other party go away, Karl thought for a moment, came to the library, and stood in front of a picture scroll.

The woman in the painting is sleeping.

"Gina?"

"Ah!" Gina suddenly came to her senses, opened her eyes and smiled:

"Dear master, what are your orders?"

"Are you sleeping?" Karl asked curiously.

"No!" Gina looked serious, stretched out her hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and said quibblely:

"I am meditating!"

"As a stuffed person Soul servant of knowledge, I need to think all the time in order to better serve you, my master.”

?

Karl was speechless.

Shaked his head and asked tentatively:

"I just heard a message that you have a secret hidden in your body. Is it true?"

"Secret ?" Gina chuckled:

"I thought Master you wouldn't ask."

"It's true. There is a secret in me, but the person who made me put a lock on this secret. Only the owner behind me can open it after he becomes an official wizard."

Is there really a secret?

No wonder Anslot is obsessed with it and thinks that he and Tim have such a good relationship that they can avenge each other.

"So..."

Thinking quickly, Karl asked slowly:

"How do you know if I am an official wizard now?"

"It's very simple." Gina spread her hands:

"Hold my frame and you will know the answer."< br>
Karl looked at her deeply, then turned and left. It was good to know that there was a secret, but it seemed that now was not the time to unravel it.

…………

Two months later.

Physique: 4.7

“The progress has slowed down!”

Karl stretched his muscles and shook his head helplessly.

Thanks to the blessing of the Abyss bloodline, his physique has grown rapidly in recent months.

Now,

it is finally starting to slow down.

"Now it should be similar to the three masters of Freeport. They are all peak knights, not much lower than Poseidon Hawk."

"In one or two years, with the help of legendary creatures, Flesh and blood should be able to reach the limit of the Great Knight's numerical value."

"As for strength..."

"It should be a sure win over Hawke. With the help of witchcraft, ordinary legendary creatures can be killed relatively easily."

"Huh?"

With slightly raised eyebrows, Karl stepped out of the house.

It was late at night.

The originally gloomy sky became darker and darker, almost to the point where you could hardly see your fingers. Only the houses in front of the huge island still had a faint halo of light.

"Catherine?"

Karl frowned slightly and walked towards the light.

"Squeak..."

He slowly pushed open the door.

The scene in the hall made his face freeze, and he subconsciously held the hilt of the broadsword he carried with him.

altar!

An altar to communicate with the gods!

During this period, he has been studying knowledge related to gods, and he can tell what the patterns on the ground are just at a glance.

Katherine is just an ordinary person. Although she is married to a senior wizard apprentice, she is not easy to learn.

Did she arrange such complicated patterns and furnishings?

What is she going to do?

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

Karl's throat rolled and he felt his heartbeat speed up. The sense of danger brought by the abyss bloodline made him subconsciously realize that something was wrong, but It's obviously too late to quit at this point.

“Da…”

Footsteps came from inside the house.

Katherine, dressed in gauze pajamas, walked out slowly.

The thin gauze clothes could not hide her figure very well, but she had a hazy and charming beauty.

At this time, Karl had no intention of appreciating the beauty of the other party. Instead, he said with fear:

"Who are you?"

The person standing in front of her was obviously Catherine.

However,

in his perception, there was a strange and terrifying atmosphere.

Like the stars in the sky and the deep sea, just moving lightly, it seems like the sky is falling and the earth is falling.

This feeling...

It is very similar to the situation of Fire Island owner Cherry after being distorted by the evil god's breath, but it is different.

At that time, Cherry was insane and only knew how to kill, even though she was a monster.

And Catherine in front of me.

Although he is also a 'monster', he seems to have reason. His eyes are dark and deep, like a bottomless abyss, and his aura is far stronger than the monster Cherry has become.

"Great Knight?"

Looking at Karl, 'Catherine' spoke slowly, her voice hoarse, making it difficult to distinguish between male and female.

"This is inconsistent with the memory of the believer."

Shaking her head slightly, 'she' seemed not to be prepared to delve deeper. After all, she was just a mere great knight, still in the category of a mortal, and not worthy of her attention. , his eyes passed through the window sash and cast into the dark night sky outside.

“Black Swamp, the dirty smell, really should be completely purified!”

“Karl.”

'She' looked at Karl:

"Take me to see the gray-robed wizard here."

"Grey-robed wizard?" Karl backed away slowly and asked again:
< br>"Who are you?"

"Me?"'Catherine's eyes were dazed, and she hesitated for a moment before smiling, bowing her head, and her voice was solemn and distant, like the sound of a vast bell echoing in her ears. :

"Stupid and ridiculous mortal, the person standing in front of you now is the servant of God, the angel Remiller."

Karl's eyes lit up.

A white angel appeared in his perception. Her presence was like a bright starlight, embellishing the deep and dark night like a dream.

There is a pair of wings as white as snow behind 'She'. When gently fanned, there is a golden light, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, the beauty is breathtaking.

'Her' tone was clearly contemptuous and sarcastic, and those beautiful eyes were still full of warmth and care. It seemed that no matter what kind of grief or trauma they encountered, they could be healed and healed. Give endless light and hope.

Angel!

Ray Miller!

Karl’s eyes contracted, and his skin tightened instantly.

"Servant of the Lord of the Morning?"

"Mortal!"

Lemuel's voice was displeased:

"You talk too much, take me to see the gray-robed wizard. This time I come and bring God's will."

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