The Moon Goddess is definitely a ruthless person!
To avenge her lover, she not only killed her ’Father God’ but also took the entire divine domain and its gods to the grave with her.
And the only preparation she left behind seems to be for Carl.
The War God’s divine domain fragnt, a world without gods, the path to becoming a god through faith, the foundation of the Holy Hall...
This also made Carl feel apprehensive.
"Is it possible that she wants to use to resurrect the War God?"
No wonder he thought this way, after all, even Wizards have ans to possess bodies, and surely the gods would too.
The Moon Goddess used all ans, just to benefit so outside stranger, it’s definitely worth questioning.
"This is a direct path to Seventh Tier inheritance, and it’s complete and usually easy to practice, what a pity."
Carl gently shook his head.
Wizards speak of the Nine Rings.
But in fact, throughout the long history of the Wizard World, there has never been a recorded existence of a Ninth Ring Wizard.
Don’t even ntion the Ninth Ring!
There are no Eighth Ring Wizards either, and even Seventh Ring Wizards only appeared in so scattered records.
It’s an unknown if the Wizard World has ever birthed a Seventh Ring Wizard.
And if Carl cultivates according to the inheritance left by the Moon Goddess, there’s a significant probability he’ll reach the Seventh Tier.
After all, a ’primitive’ world without gods awaits him to develop, serving as cultivation nourishnt.
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Main World.
Carl’s figure appeared in the study on the second floor, touching his arm, his expression gradually beca grim.
’The mark of the Evil God is still there!’
"It seems the power of the gods can ignore the barriers of the world, trying to get away by distancing myself is not possible."
"Could it be..."
"I really have to walk the path of the gods?"
However, thinking of the consequences of walking the path of the gods and the potential hidden dangers, he hesitated a bit.
"Earl!"
The voice of the butler, Terry, ca from downstairs:
"Bishop Louis wants to see you."
"Oh!"
Carl’s eyes flickered, tidied his clothes, cleansed himself of mixed airs, and walked slowly downstairs.
"What a rare visitor!"
"I heard the battle lines of the Gando Kingdom have completely collapsed, how co you have ti to see , Remiller?"
In the living room.
Remiller, dressed in a woman’s suit, stood with her hands behind her back, scrutinizing the paintings on the wall, snorted lightly upon hearing this.
"The Earl is truly busy with affairs, I’ve co three tis, each ti you were nowhere to be found."
"As for the front lines..."
"That’s none of your concern!"
"Hehe..." Carl chuckled:
"Mortal warfare is the flip side of the gods’ warfare, the current situation is not favorable for the Master of Dawn."
"Remiller, how many of the divine domain Great Angels are left?"
Remiller’s face darkened.
After a pause, she said:
"The Master will be fine."
"I’ve studied the past of the gods." Carl pulled a chair and sat down, speaking slowly:
"For millions of years, the Eastern Kingdom Continent has always been shrouded in divine light, but the gods have changed several tis."
"The current seven gods are no longer the original creation gods!"
"The Master of Dawn could also fall."
"..." This ti, Remiller did not angrily denounce his blasphemy against the gods, but instead had a cold expression:
"The Master’s power is not sothing a little Wizard like you can comprehend, if not for the betrayal of other gods..."
"Hmph!"
Carl’s eyes glead.
It seems there’s trouble among the gods of this realm too.
Indeed!
The Master of Dawn has always been the strongest among the seven gods, even if the God of Intense Sun later surpassed, they couldn’t have been defeated so quickly.
"So..."
He looked at the other party and asked:
"What do you need from ?"
"I rember you ntioned you have a ans to threaten the gods." Remiller frowned and said:
"Although I don’t quite believe it, it wouldn’t hurt to try."
"This is like commotion yet to try it out." Carl chuckled, straightening up:
"But you’ve co to the right place this ti, what I have would definitely satisfy the Master of Dawn."
"Is that so?" Remiller remained skeptical:
"Show ."
Carl pursed his lips, took out the spearhead of the God Slaying Spear from the Void Bag, and imdiately withdrew the divine domain fragnt again.
"You..."
He looked at Remiller, his expression serious:
"Who are you?"
Even though the person standing in front was still Remiller, the aura around her was entirely different from before.
Like the resurrection of all things, the first light of dawn.
It was no longer a person standing in front of him, but a kind of rule, a system, a ’law’ from the ti the heavens and earth were first opened.
Master of Dawn!
Upper gods at the sixth tier peak, terrifyingly powerful beings across countless worlds.
"It’s truly unexpected to see such a terrifying thing on a Wizard."
Remiller’s gaze remained on Carl’s hand, as she slowly extended her hand.
Her fingers pierced through the void, flesh, and even consciousness, probing the depths of the Divine Domain Fragnt.
"Hmm?"
Her expression changed as if she sensed sothing:
"A collapsing world?"
It was at that mont Carl sensed sothing was amiss and directly sent the God Slaying Spear through the Divine Domain Fragnt to the Otherworld.
Clearly.
The Master of Dawn, although capable of ’seeing’ the Divine Domain Fragnt, could not enter the Otherworld.
This was not surprising.
If the Master of Dawn could go in, then there was no reason other gods couldn’t either.
The Moon Goddess’s barrier has strong isolating power against gods.
"What?"
Carl squinted his eyes, staring directly at the opponent:
"Even as a supre god, resorting to such snatching from others is hardly noble."
"Carl." Remiller’s brows drooped as a faint divine light descended:
"For entities like gods, mortal rules do not apply and cannot restrain them."
"What about the covenant with Wizards?" Carl demanded solemnly:
"According to the ancient covenant, as long as Wizards don’t break the rules, gods cannot act against them."
"Covenant..." Remiller’s lips moved slightly, pulling a hint of a smile, then softly shook her head:
"Little Wizard, restrictions only bind the weak."
"In ancient tis, Wizards could negotiate with gods because their strength was formidable enough, but you..."
Her hand lightly tapped, ignoring the defenses of witchcraft and battle aura, piercing a bloody hole in Carl’s body.
"I must admit, you have the qualification to converse with , even if only in the potential of your future."
The bloody hole healed instantly.
anwhile.
Carl felt sothing added to his body.
Divine Arts—the blessing of the Master of Dawn!
This divine art elevated his recovery power by about ten percent, a negligible change for Carl.
Its purpose was clearly not to bless Carl, but rather...
To pinpoint his location!
Ha...
Carl’s lips twitched slightly.
Now at least five gods had left markings on him.
War God, Moon Goddess, God of Fate, Outer Realm Evil God..., and the Master of Dawn right before him.
"Speak!"
Remiller spoke:
"What do you want in exchange for that item?"
In exchange for what?
Carl raised his head, deep in thought.
For a long while.
He slowly spoke:
"I want to know how Taboo Knights can advance further?"
"Oh!" Remiller’s eyebrows slightly raised, not too surprised, she nodded:
"You want to beco a god?"
"This world can no longer accommodate other gods, but the secrets on you might possibly allow you to advance further."
"Faith!"
Remiller continued:
"Spread faith, ignite divine fire, possess divinity, and you can beco a god. Hence, faith is the foundation of all righteous gods."
"What about Evil Gods?" Carl queried:
"Evil gods don’t need faith."
"Evil Gods." Remiller frowned instinctively, a trace of disdain seed to flash in her eyes before she spoke:
"Evil Gods also need faith, but they favor madness and slaughter, using twisted world will as a ans to usurp Origin Power."
"If one wishes to beco an Evil God, the first step is to let oneself beco insane, igniting divine fire through followers’ obsessions during monts of losing sanity, acquiring twisted or chaotic divinity, or becoming devoured by the Abyss..."
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Carl frowned.
The path of an Evil God sounded more dangerous.
"I know of a god who hardly needed faith yet wielded power nearly comparable to the Seventh Tier." He spoke slowly:
"Though he is dead now."
"How did he achieve that?"
In his mory, the Otherworld’s War God didn’t have many followers, yet his power was terrifyingly strong.
To kill the War God, even the Father of Gods was gravely injured, and significant losses were incurred to the divine domain.
"..." Remiller fell silent, only speaking after a long while:
"War God?"
"Yes!"
"In ancient tis, the Knight Path did not require faith, but it demanded a conviction so strong even gods found it hard to resist." Remiller said:
"This path is even more arduous than that of gods and Wizards."
Carl’s eyes flickered with light.
"Knight Path?"
He had never imagined that the Knight Path could be pursued to this extent.
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