“Bang!”

The gunfire continued.

As long as it is a carbon-based creature, there is no way to be completely immune to muskets.

Being trapped in a narrow space by a team of ten musketeers, even a knight with fighting spirit would find it difficult to survive.

The wizard apprentice's methods are mysterious and strange, but his physical strength is relatively even inferior to that of the knight.

Run! Run! Gavin's eyes were filled with fear, his body was covered by several defensive spells, and he fled out of the courtyard in panic.

"Amy!"

He roared loudly, complaining in his voice: "How did you observe the surrounding situation? You only reminded us after so many soldiers came. Do you want to kill us?"

"I don't know why so many soldiers came." Amy's face turned pale and she shook her head repeatedly:

"By the time we found out, it was already too late!"

"Watch your left!"

Gavin raised his hand hastily.

Earth wall!

The earth elements in the air quickly gathered and turned into a thick earth wall blocking his side.

"Bang!"

"boom……"

With a loud bang, flames rolled, and the two were knocked away by a huge shock wave.

"What's going on?"

"It's a shell!"

Dempsey shouted: "The Colonians have sent out their artillery!"

Perhaps because they were far away from the princess's residence, the Cologne people dared to fire artillery shells to bombard the target.

Don't worry about accidentally hurting the princess.

Unlike others, facing the Cologne soldiers rushing over from all directions, Demps showed no fear on his face, but instead enthusiasm and joy.

"With so many soldiers coming here, Bob's defenses must have become weaker, and the chances of a successful assassination are very high."

"host!"

"Your faithful followers have not..."

"boom!"

Before he could finish his words, a shell wrapped in flames hit his body.

The violent explosion directly tore his body apart.

“Clatter…”

A group of musketeers kicked open the gate and rushed in, raising their muskets and pulling the triggers at the crowd.

"Bang!"

“Bang!”

A series of gunshots rang out.

The bullets were fired in a fan-shaped pattern, sweeping wildly towards the crowd.

The many resistance fighters trembled and fell down in rows like harvested rice.

"ah!"

There was a scream coming from a corner not far away.

The familiar voice made Amy turn her head subconsciously.

"Nelly!"

After returning, Nellie, who was a thief, used illusion to hide his body, hoping to escape quietly with the help of fog.

But it's a pity.

The musketeers' disorderly sweeping fire hit him as he was climbing the wall, and he was shot in the leg and fell headfirst.

Even the illusion was broken.

"Amy, Gavin!"

Seeing a group of musketeers turn their guns and aim at him, Nellie's face turned pale and he shouted anxiously: "Save me!"

"Bang!"

“Bang bang…”

Gunshots rang out.

Dozens of bullets covered the inside of the corner. The kinetic energy of the bullets penetrating his flesh made his body tremble wildly.

He struggled to open his mouth, but his head was blown off by another bullet and he was completely dead in the blink of an eye.

Escape! Gavin's face changed drastically. He majored in earth magic, which could summon earth walls and stones to resist muskets and artillery shells.

Amy is agile and can listen to the movements around her so she can dodge in advance.

The two men barely held out under the siege of Cologne soldiers, but as the number of people increased, it became increasingly dangerous.

"boom!"

Artillery bombardment.

“Bang bang…”

The bullets punched a series of craters in the earth wall.

Gavin cast a spell to cover himself with a layer of rock armor and rushed into a courtyard.

I looked back and saw Amy was about to follow me.

His eyes flickered and he suddenly swung his staff.

"Control the earth and rocks!"

The scattered rocks on the ground flew up on their own, blocking the wall and preventing Amy from moving forward.

"Gavin!"

Looking at the closed wall in front of her, Amy screamed:

"What are you doing?"

"There are too many pursuers behind us. If we run away separately, we will have a better chance of survival." Gavin said in a cold voice: "Don't follow me."

"You..." Amy said in horror: "I'm on the avenue now!"

Even with the fog covering it, the avenue was clearly visible, with no room to hide.

If he was caught up by the Cologne soldiers, he would surely die.

Struggle for a while at most.

wrong!

Gavin just wanted to struggle desperately to delay the pursuers and create a chance for himself to escape.

If they run away separately, he will have a better chance of survival! "Ah!"

Amy shouted angrily:

"Gavin, you are a shameless, despicable villain!"

"Bang!"

“Bang!”

Gunshots rang out.

Amy didn't bother to continue cursing. She rolled forward to avoid the attack and waved her hands to raise sand to block the soldiers' vision.

"Um!"

She was about to stand up and rush forward when she suddenly lost her balance and fell down. She then lowered her head and looked at her abdomen with horror.

Blood oozed from the abdomen, soaking the wizard's robe.

I was shot!

Many resistance fighters said that they usually don't feel pain when they are shot, and only notice something strange after being shot. It turns out that this is all true.

“Chichi…”

The magical creature Xiaofeng flapped its wings frantically above her head, making noises, urging her to escape quickly.

"I...I can't do it anymore."

Amy's body was shaking, and she didn't know whether it was because she was shot or because of the extreme panic that made her feel weak all over.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she waved at the magical creature that had been with her for many years: "Go away!"

"Go find... go find a new master."

“Woo…”

Amy was young after all, and she was overwhelmed by feelings of panic, reluctance and pain, and she couldn't stop crying.

"Amy?"

Just at this moment.

A familiar voice came from above:

"Did you hear that?"

Huh? Amy looked up suddenly:

"Karl?"

In the air above, a magic carpet was quietly floating. Carl leaned his head out to look at it.

"quick."

Carl shook his hands and let down a long rope: "Hold on tight, I'll pull you up."

Amy's face was filled with ecstasy. She struggled to stand up and grabbed the long rope. Then she felt her body lighten and fly upwards.

A ball of water appeared around her, causing the incoming bullets to lose their kinetic energy and fall down.

"It seems I arrived just in time."

Karl handed her a potion: "For healing."

As he thought about it, the four corners of the magic carpet swung at the same time, carrying the two of them upwards.

“Karl!”

Gavin's cry came from below: "I'm here, come and save me!"

"Feel sorry?"

Karl lowered his head and shook his head gently: "You have also seen the size of my flying carpet. It is OK to carry one person, but if I carry two people, no one will be able to escape."

"so……"

He held out his hand and waved politely: "Good luck to you."

He had seen everything Gavin did just now, and naturally didn't want to pay any attention to this kind of 'partner'.

Instead, Amy looked reluctant and opened her mouth to say something.

"I'm telling the truth."

Carl said, "With you, the speed and height of the magic carpet have been greatly reduced. We don't have the capacity to carry more people."

"certainly."

"If you are willing to give up your position, I can consider it."

Amy shut up immediately.

Although she was kind-hearted, she was not so kind. Moreover, Gavin clearly had bad intentions just now.

“Let’s go!”

After patting the magic carpet, the two rushed up into the sky and disappeared into the mist in the blink of an eye.

"Amy!"

“Karl!”

Surrounded by Cologne soldiers, Gavin roared:

"I curse you all to die a miserable death!"

"boom!"

His roar was drowned out by artillery fire and bullets.

…………

Black Swamp.

Alliance station.

Unlike usual, many wizard apprentices gathered here during this period because the Swamp Alliance issued a mission that forced everyone to participate.

Especially in the place where tasks are taken, people are crowded together, and everyone wants to choose a relatively simple task.

Of course, there are also people who like challenges.

As for the task handing in place, it is currently empty.

"so……"

Behind the desk sat an old lady in her seventies or eighties, with a monocle fixed on her face and wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She was looking at the two of them with a scrutinizing look:

"The target of your mission, Earl Bob, is not a great knight, but a legendary knight."

"The operation ended up with heavy losses, everyone else was killed, and only you two survived?"

"Not bad!" Carl nodded. "Fortunately, we finally completed the mission and killed Earl Bob. Please change the difficulty of the mission."

"Don't worry." The old lady waved her staff, and an invisible force lifted a piece of paper full of words and dropped it in front of the two people:

"Whether Earl Bob is a legend or not needs to be verified by someone. You sign your names on it first, and then change the merits after verification."

"in addition……"

"If any other survivors come back within seven days and dispute your experiences, the Alliance will hold a review."

"In short, if everything goes well, the merit will fall on you within half a month. This time, the merit cannot be traded privately or given away for free. It can only be exchanged for supplies in the alliance."

"Um."

Carl nodded and picked up the quill.

"Wait a minute." Amy stretched out her hand to stop him, bit her lower lip, and whispered, "If it weren't for Karl, I wouldn't be able to come back from this mission. All the credit should be attributed to him."

"Old lady, is it okay?"

"Okay." The old lady nodded. "Just sign one person's name. The rules are still the same. You can consider adding your own name within seven days, but once that time has passed, the attacks for this mission will all belong to him. By then, don't say you regret it and want it back, even if he offers it to you."

"No problem!" Amy nodded heavily: "The credit should belong to Karl alone."

"Okay!" The old lady shrugged.

"Whatever you want."

Her tone was very serious, and it already had a clear persuasive tone, but Amy still shook her head.

Karl didn't care, he signed his name and handed it over.

On the way back, Amy showed a long-lost smile on her face, glanced at the task distribution point and asked:

"Karl, do you still want to take the mission?"

"I heard that if you have enough points, you can even redeem a complete wizard inheritance or high-level magic items. If you accept it, we can go together."

“No.” Carl shook his head: “I probably won’t take it again in the future.”

It’s not that he has no experience of fighting alongside others. On the contrary, he has a lot of such experiences.

In another world.

Black City and Free Port were both conquered by fighting side by side with others.

When faced with danger, the people there can temporarily put aside any previous conflicts and join forces to fight the enemy.

When the mermaids besieged the city, almost everyone trusted their companions and left the responsibility to others.

They are all qualified warriors! And the wizard apprentice...

Carl sighed helplessly.

This group of smart and wise people are all cunning and none of them can be trusted when facing danger.

No wonder Xibel only teams up with people he's familiar with to complete missions.

Think about it carefully.

When in Rota City.

If Dulu and others work together, they will still have a great chance of winning even if Bob is a legendary knight.

result?

"Compared to joining forces with others, I am more accustomed to acting alone."

* * * A few days later.

The Alliance's envoys arrived on the island.

"Mr. Karl."

The messenger handed over a golden token:

"This is a reward given by the alliance to people with important achievements. It seems that it can be exchanged for something later."

"Please keep it."

"Sorry for the trouble." Carl put away the token and asked:

"It seems that it has been confirmed that Earl Bob is a legendary knight. The Alliance is not slow in its actions."

"It has been confirmed, but it is not the Alliance's credit." The messenger shook his head: "Recently, the Alliance has been successful in assassinating Cologne nobles and generals."

"The Cologne side threatened to take revenge, especially since the deaths of several important targets angered the King of Cologne."

“Hmm…”

"Count Bob is not only a legendary knight, but also a good friend and childhood playmate of the Kingdom of Cologne. Your name also appears on Cologne's revenge list, and it ranks very high."

?

Karl's expression was stiff, and he said dryly: "Really?"

The messenger gave him a sympathetic look and said, "It is true. There are even rumors that King Cologne himself said he would kill you at any cost."

"..." Carl laughed dryly: "Are you kidding?"

"I'm not one to joke around, but you don't have to worry." The messenger advised, "With the alliance joining the battlefield, Cologne no longer has the upper hand and will be repelled by the coalition sooner or later."

"What's more, recently all the wizard apprentices of the alliance have accepted missions to assassinate their targets. They are all busy saving their lives and have no extra energy for revenge."

Carl shook his head slightly.

repel?

He doesn't have as much confidence as the other party.

Carl had seen the army of the Gondor Kingdom. Not only was their discipline poor, but their weapons were also not up to par.

Cologne had flintlock rifles and cannons.

Gangduo is still requisitioning serfs!

How can they fight if they are not products of the same era? Even if wizards join the battlefield, their use is limited. After all, wizard apprentices cannot withstand artillery bombardment.

A wizard might.

But they can’t join in.

"When will the Star Gate be able to open?"

“There is no news yet.”

The messenger's words dispelled his idea of ​​escaping as soon as possible. After seeing the messenger off, he stood on the shore in a depressed mood.

“Carl.”

At some point, Catherine came over from behind:

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Carl turned around, shook his head and sighed: "I just thought of some annoying trivial things."

"Everything will pass, don't be so unhappy." Catherine smiled:

"I made some desserts. Take some back and try them. If they suit your taste, I'll make more next time."

Possessed by the angel Remuel, although Catherine became older, she was in a very cheerful mood.

die,

It was a blessing for her.

Catherine did not look forward to death, but began to enjoy her life, thinking of various ways to please herself every day.

Following her to the living room, when he was about to taste the dessert, the intricate patterns on the table caught Karl's attention.

"What's this?"

"The symbol of God!" Catherine clasped her hands together and looked upwards, her face full of admiration: "I can feel the breath of God through it."

Hmm? Karl examined the pattern on the table, frowning slightly, and even lost the taste of the dessert in his mouth.

"I remember that the symbol of the Lord of Dawn is not so complicated. The outermost circle is the one, right?"

Every god has his own symbol.

For example, the people of Cologne believe in the Lord of the Sun and the God of Fire, whose symbol is a burning flame.

The symbol of the Lord of Dawn looks a bit like an ear of wheat and a crescent moon. It has a simple and easy-to-understand shape.

"yes."

Catherine pointed and said, "This is the Lord, this is the divine realm, this is the angel Remiel..."

"The night before last, Angel Remiel gave me a response, although I didn't understand what he said."

"Hmm?" Carl's eyes flickered. "You mean, this pattern is not pointing to the Lord of Dawn, but to the angel Remiel."

"No!" Catherine shook her head:

"Lord, including the angel Lemuel."

"Karl, I know you wizard apprentices have no faith, but I hope you can respect my faith."

She didn’t like Karl’s casual tone, as he was addressing the god, the Lord of the Dawn.

"That's what you said."

Carl restrained his expression and bowed gently in the manner of the Dawn Church: "The gods are great and must not be blasphemed."

"Yes." Catherine showed a satisfied smile on her face: "That's right."

"So..." Carl began, "If a person wants to see... let the Lord of Dawn know his piety, just draw these?"

"If he is truly devout and the Lord wants to see him, then he can come anytime." Catherine shook her head.

"These patterns are just a bridge of communication. It doesn't matter whether they exist or not."

She obviously didn't understand what Carl meant, or she understood but didn't allow blasphemy.

"I mean..." Carl spoke again: "What do I need to do to contact the angel?"

"Angel?" Catherine said, "Each angel has her own unique symbol. If you can draw it and chant the angel's holy name, she will be able to sense it. As for whether she can see it or not, it depends on the angel's mood."

"Angel Remiel is just as the story says, pure, kind, and has a big heart."

Although she was praising the angels, it was obvious that in Catherine's mind, the status of angels was far inferior to that of gods.

Still admiration.

But not out of reach.

god.

It's blasphemy to even mention it! "Katherine."

Carl lamented:

"You know a lot."

"This is a gift from God." Catherine said with reverence, "That night, a lot of knowledge naturally came into my mind, including the holy names of several angels and some patterns."

"Hmm?" Carl took a breath. "Can you draw it so I can see it?"

"What I mean is that the glory of God should be shared by everyone, including knowledge."

"This..." Catherine hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding: "That makes sense. I'll try it."

…………

Fragments of the divine domain.

Name: Carl

Constitution: 4.75 Mental strength: 4.43 Essence: 0.4 Level: Great Knight, Senior Wizard Apprentice

The extra source essence came from the magic-destroying sword in Bob's hand, which had the emblem of the God of Fire on it.

Obviously,

This thing is also related to gods.

However, after losing its source, the sword's magic-breaking power also disappeared.

Originally, Carl was still considering what to add the source material to, but after returning from Catherine, he immediately made a decision.

Increase physical fitness! As the value behind the source essence returned to zero, a vast breath of life appeared in the body out of thin air.

The physical fitness value also increased from 4.75 to 4.95, only 0.5 away from the perfect value of the Great Knight.

"Next..."

"It's the secret of the gods!"

Carl sat upright on a huge stone chair, with books and paintings floating in front of him.

“Clatter…”

The pages of the book turn.

"To use the words of my past life, it is like searching for something in vain, but finding it without any effort."

“Who would have thought!”

“The answer I pondered for so long was actually found in the people around me.”

Karl shook his head slightly, a smile on his face.

In order to utilize the power of the fragments of the divine domain, he collected a lot of knowledge about gods and evil gods.

There are gods from both worlds, and some even involve foreign gods and evil gods, which are taboos.

But I haven’t been able to get started.

Until now!

“Wow!”

The paper in front of me was frozen at one page.

"Each god has his own 'symbol'. If you carve the 'symbol' and call out the god's name, the god will sense it."

“And the signs are different.”

“You can’t scribble!”

"There are so many gods in the universe, which means there are countless symbols. If you draw them wrong, you might worship the wrong god."

"Especially some symbols, which are used by many gods, it is normal to draw such symbols and associate them with the wrong gods."

"Like the scorching sun, the moon, the flames..."

"I don't know how many gods have used this pattern. Even the names of the gods may be similar. If it is connected to an evil god..."

"Oh!"

Worshiping the wrong god is not uncommon; it can even be said to be very common.

Even the stories in the scriptures of the Lord of Dawn record a story about a devout believer who was deceived by an evil god and thought he was believing in a righteous god, but in fact it was an evil god, which eventually led to the destruction of his family.

"According to my understanding!"

Carl stood up from his seat and paced around the court with his hands behind his back:

“The so-called ‘symbol’ or ‘statue’ is actually a receiver through which messages from the outside world can be received.”

"There should be a symbol in the divine realm, and if people from the outside world draw the same symbol, the gods will be able to sense it."

"The angels under the gods also have various symbols, but they need to be attached to the symbols of the gods. That is, there are many branches under one main server. If you want to contact a branch, you need to go through the main server."

“Isn’t this an IP address?”

Touching his chin, Carl looked at the portrait in the book.

really.

Every god in the book, even the foreign gods and evil gods, has his own unique symbol.

And the name of God!

"So……"

“What logo should I use?”

As his thoughts turned, a familiar pattern of yin and yang and Tai Chi appeared under his feet.

Hmm? Could this thing also be connected to a certain existence? Shaking his head, Carl gave up the idea.

"A pure Tai Chi pattern is too dangerous, but if we add Bagua or something else it should be okay."

"There were no gods in the past. These patterns were imagined by ordinary people and they should not point to any specific existence."

"If it really points to a certain god..."

"He is an acquaintance from my hometown, so I should at least give him some respect. It would be even better if he could send me back."

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