The carriage continued forward.
Carl, under the alias ’Dou Sha,’ sat inside the carriage, eyes closed, with many thoughts surging through his mind.
"The will of ancient knights is as strong as steel, their bodies immortal and indestructible, and their thods lean toward physical attacks."
"As for ..."
"I am more like a combination of the paths of a divine, a wizard, rather than an ancient knight."
"Perhaps close combat is not as comparable as that of a knight who has erged from life-and-death tempering, but I have many more thods."
"Knights, wizards, divines, evil gods, exotic techniques..."
Carl opened his eyes, his expression grave.
He had learned too many, too varied magical doors; such a situation has both pros and cons. The good thing is that he often gains many advantages facing opponents with inferior cultivation, but the downside is that once facing a formidable enemy, he might be inadequate to respond.
"For now, it’s alright!"
"The inheritance in hand makes a difference only at the fourth tier, within the third-tier realm is enough to deal with various opponents."
"However..."
His eyes narrowed:
"If I cannot organize what I’ve learned and find my own path, even reaching the fourth tier, facing a divine would bear no chance of winning!"
"No matter how strong a third tier is, it’s still mortal."
"No matter how weak a fourth tier is, it’s still a divine!"
In their own world, divines can sowhat alter the laws of heaven and earth, even in other worlds where they’re weakened, they’re not comparable to ordinary fourth tiers.
"Becoming a god?"
Carl gently shook his head.
If given a choice, he would never want to beco a divine.
Though divines are good, they are bound by world wills, nowhere to run when danger arrives unless they invade other worlds to break through the constraints of world wills.
But,
There are how many such seventh- and eighth-tier divines across all worlds?
"Szz..."
A white light flashed.
The long knife at Blood Wolf’s waist had already appeared in his hand, slashing diagonally to block the oncoming white light.
"What is it?"
Before he finished speaking, countless beams capable of dissolving steel plates and piercing rocks descended from the sky.
"Boom..."
Blood Wolf’s eyes widened, and his battle aura surged out, instantly covering a radius of tens of ters, vaguely revealing the embryonic form of the power of laws.
Thanks to the benefits gained from Carl recently, Blood Wolf’s cultivation had been strengthening by the day.
Already promising a third tier.
He managed to block all the incoming white light.
Kent and Jima did not make a move but looked up ahead and then leaped forward one after another.
On the road ahead, chanical puppets made of tal and flesh were rushing at them.
The army of puppets was intimidating in number, densely covering the hills.
"Kill!"
Kent, now a second-tier holy knight, wielded a third-tier knight sword.
With a swing of the longsword, sword qi swept across the front for tens of ters.
Jima, with slightly lower cultivation, provided support on the side.
The siblings, like a sharp spike, fiercely pierced into the puppet army, opening a path for the carriage behind.
Blood Wolf protected the carriage, intercepting various long-range attacks while slowly moving forward with the two.
"Creator..."
Carl lifted the curtain of the carriage, gazing coldly at the steel city hidden by rocks ahead.
"Evil God!"
A righteous god needs recognition by world will, while an evil god directly usurps.
In his sight,
That steel city turned out to be a fully operating factory, a machine.
The core of the city had a massive drill, driven deeply into the earth, relentlessly devouring the essence of this world, providing endless energy to manufacture machines and puppets.
"Boom!"
A chanical spider about a hundred ters tall broke out from the stone, flickering with azure electricity all over its body, possessing a terrifying aura of destruction.
The massive spider legs tapped on the ground, bringing a deafening rumble as it charged towards the convoy.
Gravity distortion!
Gravity hamr!
Atomic breath!
...
All sorts of lights lit up on the chanical spider, involuntarily instilling fear in Blood Wolf and the others.
Compared to the opponents they faced before, this ’puppet’ had a more concentrated aura of destruction.
"Swish!"
Carl’s figure appeared in midair, cloaked in fiery fla, making a phantom grip with one hand and punching towards the chanical spider.
"Bang!"
Two massive beams collided in the sky.
The clothes on Carl’s body fluttered in the wind, while the giant spider reared back, crashing to the ground.
"How is this possible?"
In the core of the steel city, an upper-level vassal of the creator gawked:
"I equipped it with an atomic heart core, powerful enough to easily destroy a mountain and cause crustal shifts, yet it cannot rival this guy. Could he be the son of the Sky God?"
"Boom!"
As soon as the words fell, the chanical spider was pierced through the chest and abdon by a fla, exploding on the spot, and the fla continued unabated towards the steel city.
"In the na of the creator!"
Seeing Carl charging, the upper-level vassal’s eyes went wide with frenzy, looking up to the sky and shouting angrily:
"Let’s die together!"
"Boom!"
The explosion shook thousands of miles, the fla shooting straight up ten thousand ters, blasting a giant hole in the heavenly clouds.
The surrounding mountains roared, with a few peaks collapsing on the spot.
At the explosion’s core,
Carl stood with his hands clasped in the magma.
The fiery fla was tangible, rippling within a hundred-ter proximity, while layers of battle aura shielded his exterior...
Endless light and heat collided with it, most were intercepted, yet so pierced into his skin, internal organs.
The violent force tore at his flesh, breaking the bones within, rampaging through his visceral organs.
In the blink of an eye, his body beca tattered.
But the terrifying recovery power was at work too, flesh growing back, visceral organs nding, even his eyes gradually restoring.
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"Creak... Creak..."
The wheels turned, slowly advancing over the soft ground.
This was a seemingly insignificant convoy, with only four people, yet the silhouette across from them felt imnse pressure.
"Charge!"
A vassal of the Earth God roared, fists hamring heavily onto the ground.
"Boom!"
The ground tremored.
Countless spikes broke through the soil like chaotically growing brambles, jagged fangs rushing towards the convoy.
anwhile,
A torrential rain descended from the sky.
The dim yellow raindrops were laced with corrosive venom, enough to reduce even legendary creatures to thick fluid within monts.
Furthermore,
The raindrops were not gentle, but as heavy as a mountain, piercing right through stones to leave tiny pits.
...
Earth, fire, wind, water...
Various divine arts unleashed simultaneously.
"To think..."
A man with a face full of pustules wielded an axe, eyeing the convoy from above.
"We could actually join forces?"
He was a vassal of the God of Chaos, naturally opposed to righteous gods, yet now he had to ally to confront a common foe.
"First handle the imdiate trouble, we’ll deal with our matters later." The vassal of the God of Intense Sun held a magic wand aloft, radiant light appearing in the sky, not only strengthening his side but also punishing the enemy.
"Boom!"
A loud explosion ca from the front.
A terrifying, powerful aura erupted like a volcanic blast, instantly pressing down all divine’s favored.
"How is it possible?"
"A third tier..."
"Cannot be this powerful!"
Soon after,
On the debris-littered ruins, a battered carriage slowly passed, leaving behind corpses with eyes full of defiance staring.
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