If the source quality is added to the spirit, one's own strength will not be significantly improved in a short period of time.

Mental power needs to be used in witchcraft.

So far, the only first-ring witchcraft that Carl has mastered is the force of tides and the incomplete wrath of Thundergod.

Even spells like the Dodge Spell, which did not require the construction of a complex spell model, were not practiced enough.

Increasing physical fitness can be quickly transformed into strength.

Moreover, when a single value exceeds 10 points and the cultivation reaches the middle stage of the first stage, the strength will also double.

As the source substance flows into the body, the skin, flesh, periosteum, internal organs, blood vessels... all change.

moment.

The originally chaotic, disorderly and dangerous scene became traceable in Carl's perception.

The phantom bubbles flying around and various witchcraft attacks were reflected in the "perception" through the stimulation of the skin and flesh.

Six flying arrows will land on him in half a breath, two fireballs will explode nearby in a breath, and a torrent of negative energy along with other offensive forces will soon create a passage in front of him...

Despite the chaotic situation, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Side and down! "Swish!"

Carl twisted his body, and the whole person rushed forward like a fish swimming in the water, pushed by the air.

"boom!"

“Boom…”

A series of explosions sounded behind him. Carl's figure shuttled through the flames and rolled to avoid several stray arrows.

Lift your head and look upward.

A wizard dressed in a fiery red wizard robe held a circle of fire and continuously shot fireballs downwards.

A late-stage first-order fire wizard!

There are many powerful auras in the field, but most wizards will subconsciously avoid ordinary people when they start fighting.

Although it cannot be completely avoided, we will try our best to pay attention.

Only this person had no scruples at all, and balls of flames fell towards the ground like heavy rain.

In just a dozen or so breaths, countless people on this street died at his hands.

"snort!"

Carl groaned, and seeing that there was no escape, he suddenly jumped high and punched a ball of flames.

Broken! The fighting spirit strengthened by the holy breath had a powerful magic-breaking effect, and the flames were torn apart by the fist.

"Open it for me!"

Carl's face was solemn. He spread his hands to the left and right, and while striking away the flames, he also escaped from the attack circle.

Even though his physical fitness has just exceeded 10, he is still in the middle stage of the first level. Facing the attacks of late stage wizards, he is not completely defenseless. At least he can resist the weakened area witchcraft.

"ah!"

A familiar scream came from not far away.

Enid held up a colorful magic carpet with one hand and fled desperately in the chaos.

Explosions continued to sound on her left and right, and the witchcraft light on the magic carpet flickered wildly, as if it was already somewhat exhausted.

“This way!”

Carl shouted, drew out his staff and pointed it at a distance.

First ring of witchcraft - Tidal Force! Water appeared out of thin air and rushed towards Enid's direction. Although the power was not great, it could at least block various scattered attacks.

“Karl!”

When Enid heard the voice, she couldn't help showing ecstasy on her face and quickly approached.

"Walk!"

When the two of them met up, Karl looked back and said, "Let's get out of here first."

"yes."

Enid nodded, and the two of them flew towards the distance together, not stopping until they had run several miles.

"I never thought that the Whirlpool Butterfly would appear near the market?"

Looking at the still chaotic situation behind, Enid showed some lingering fear:

"Thanks to your help, Karl. Otherwise... I might not have been able to escape."

As he said this, he looked at the magic carpet in his hand with a painful look on his face.

This magic carpet is the only inherited magical weapon she has, with amazing defensive power, but it was almost scrapped this time.

But fortunately it is here, otherwise I would not be able to get it out today.

“It should be.”

Carl waved his hand:

"What should we do now? Just let them do whatever they want?"

The battle continues in the distance.

You can see countless people fleeing the battlefield quickly, but very few have the courage to go upstream.

The patrol team formed by the three major families now seems almost like a joke.

"This is a hundred-year-old vortex butterfly. It can increase the chances of a first-stage wizard's breakthrough."

"For wizards who can reach the late stage of the first stage, their life span is almost at its limit. They will go crazy when facing something like this."

Enid shook her head: "If the Capet family were still around, we might be able to suppress them. Now... we can only wait until this is over."

Carl shook his head gently and clenched his hands slowly.

…………

By the time Daniel, the representative of the Tower, arrived at the market, it was already the next day and the chaos had long ended.

The area on the edge of the market was in ruins, hundreds of houses were destroyed, and corpses were scattered all over the ground.

"The second-ring wizards are all outside, so..."

He spread his hands, looking helpless: "With so many first-stage wizards going crazy, even our tower has to stay away from them."

"Um……"

"In fact, if I were there, I would probably go and grab it too. After all, it's a hundred-year-old Whirlpool Butterfly."

"Yes." Carl smiled bitterly: "During the beast tide, I challenged myself to become a formal wizard. This time, I got to see the chaos of the magic forest."

"Haha..." Daniel laughed:

"This is already very good. I remember a few years ago there was a magical plant that could allow a second-ring wizard to advance. That was terrifying."

"Several second-ring wizards fought each other. The scene...I had nightmares for a long time."

"Ah!" Carl sighed. "So, what happened in the end?"

"What's going on?" Daniel was stunned, then came back to his senses:

"The Vortex Butterfly was finally obtained by two brothers from the Sanchez family. They are twins, and both are late-stage first-level wizards."

"At present, they have disappeared, but there are not many alchemists who can make the True Knowledge Potion, and it is not easy for them to make the potion."

Carl nodded.

It is estimated that the famous alchemist has been targeted by someone, just waiting for the two brothers of the Sanchez family to show up.

"Wizard Daniel."

After thinking for a while, he spoke slowly: "A fire wizard appeared yesterday, with a special inherited magic weapon. What is his name?"

"You should be talking about the Fire Demon Wells, a bastard who sets fires everywhere." Daniel frowned, as if he had thought of something, and looked at Carl with a serious expression:

"Although this guy is a bastard, he is very strong and is considered a strong man in the late stage of the first stage."

"so……"

"Whatever he did, you can put it aside for now."

"Yes." Carl nodded: "I understand."

"There is one more thing." Daniel took a deep breath and said:

"The patriarch of the Mitchell family was unfortunately killed in the accident yesterday. Come with me to comfort him later."

The Mitchell family? Their patriarch was a late-stage first-order wizard, and the only one left. How could he be dead?

Without a late-stage first-level wizard in charge, a large family can no longer be supported.

It has only been a short time since the four major families that claimed to be maintaining the market, and now there are only two left.

Carl looked surprised and nodded in agreement.

* * * Another world.

Rapids City.

A man dressed in servant's clothes walked on the mountain path and pointed upwards with a trembling hand.

"That's where Elder Karl lives."

Behind him were four ugly-looking weirdos dressed in sackcloth, who grinned at what he said.

"Isn't that strange?"

One of them spoke in a strange voice, like a wild animal imitating human speech, with a strange accent: "Didn't you say that this Carl is the best master in your Rapid City? How come he lives in such a remote place?"

"I... I don't know." The man trembled, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground:

"How did you survive until now if you are so timid?" One of the weirdos reached out and touched the man's head, and smiled:

"Even if we let you go this time, you probably won't live long. It's better for me to fill your stomach."

“Crack!”

With a single hand he spun the man's head 360 degrees on his neck, with fear still evident in his eyes, though the life had not yet been extinguished.

"quack……"

The strange man grinned grimly, opened his mouth wide and pounced on the man, swallowing half of his head in one gulp.

After a few bites, blood gushed out from the neck and the entire head was eaten into his stomach.

The other three seemed to be accustomed to their companions eating them alive, and one of them even licked the corner of his mouth.

"alright."

Among the four, the tallest and most burly weirdo frowned:

"Hurry up and get up."

"The leader is still waiting for us over there. Don't forget to bring that... rage potion with you later?"

"Yes." The other three were obviously very afraid of each other and responded quickly.

The mountain road is rugged and there is only one narrow path for travel, and the path is covered with mud after the rain.

“Damn it!”

One of them swung his left leg to shake off the dirt on his feet, cursing, "Grand Duke Olaf, I really can't understand how a person who can make magical potions can live here?"

"Is he a monk?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" The tall weirdo said in a muffled voice: "At least we can save a lot of trouble here. If we were in the city, it would not be easy to take people away."

"What are you afraid of?" Someone said with disdain, "There is no legendary being in the city below, and no one has received the Grand Duke's blessing."

"Even if we have to use force, we can still snatch the person away!"

"Yes." Someone nodded: "But there are still some troubles in the city."

"I heard that the Berserk Potion can advance a knight to a Grand Knight. If we have enough Grand Knights..."

"We can occupy Duke Joe's territory!"

When they said this, the four of them had fanaticism in their eyes.

Walking up the path, a tower gradually came into view, and the surrounding ground was full of gullies as if it had been plowed.

“Someone!”

The four of them tensed their bodies and leaped towards the tower. Their amazing jumping ability could have amazed the great knight.

“Swish!”

“Swish!”

The four of them landed in front of the tower and looked at the two people in front of them. One of them frowned and shouted in a muffled voice:

"Who is Carl?"

There were two people squatting in front of the tower.

One of them was wearing a cloak, covering his features tightly. He raised his head a little slowly after hearing the voice: "Wild people from Olaf's area, a disgusting smell, why are you here?"

"You know us?" One of the four stepped forward and asked, "Are you Alchemist Karl?"

"No." The cloaked man shook his head.

"I'm here to look for him, too. You came at an unfortunate time. He's been out to sea for over a month and I don't know when he'll be back."

"You're not?" The four of them looked regretful after hearing this, and then exclaimed: "It's been more than a month and you haven't come back yet?"

"Yes." The cloaked man nodded and sighed, "You are luckier than me. I have been waiting here for more than a month, and you have just arrived. At least you have to wait less time than me."

“That’s right!”

He asked, "What do you want to do with him?"

"Our leader heard that there is a mysterious alchemist here who can make a magical potion that can turn a person into a great knight, so he asked us to take him to the territory." One of them spoke, then frowned: "Why should I tell you?"

"Heh..." The cloaked man chuckled:

"Savages' brains are never very smart. But you can't take people with you. Carl must go with me."

"Let me go with you?" one person yelled:

"Why?"

"Ada!" The tall weirdo suddenly said, "Kill him!"

"Um?"

The strange man named Ada was stunned for a moment, then he showed a hideous smile and stretched out his hands to pounce on the cloaked man.

His movements were simple, yet incredibly fast, and his momentum was like a tiger descending a mountain.

Even an ordinary knight might not be able to dodge this attack.

"call……"

The cloaked man shook his body and retreated lightly. Although his speed seemed not fast, he was not caught by the other party.

"A beast, even if it becomes intelligent, it is still a beast."

Shaking his head slightly, the cloaked man waved his hand to the people beside him: "Kill them all!"

The figure next to him was wearing a tattered gown, was thin and short, and had a weak breath.

If the cloaked man hadn't spoken, everyone else would have almost forgotten that there was another person in the field.

Kill them all? The tall weirdo sneered.

He is the most valiant warrior, and he can hold his own even against a legendary knight. Although his companions are not as strong as him, they are not weak either. This man probably doesn't know who he is facing.

The next moment.

His smile froze on his face.

"puff!"

Ah Da, who was rushing forward, froze, his face full of disbelief, and he lowered his head to look at his chest.

A dry claw stretched out from the heart, grabbing a steaming and still beating heart.

That heart...

Is it mine? "Pah!"

The claws exerted a slight force, and the heart exploded instantly. Ah Da only felt a pain, and his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

"Ada!"

"superior!"

“…”

The remaining three people's expressions changed drastically, and they rushed forward with a roar.

The tall weirdo was the fastest. He clenched his five fingers into a fist, his muscles bulged, and his fist smashed down with a strong wind.

This punch can smash hard rocks.

"Bang!"

The tall strange man paused.

The skinny, short figure in front of him simply raised his right hand slightly to block his full-strength attack.

Instead, he felt as if he had hit a steel nail and his fist was painful.

“Crack!”

The inconspicuous skinny figure just turned his wrist and the tall weirdo's arm broke into pieces.

There was also a breath of death spreading towards his body. The great knight's peak fighting spirit had no resistance to this breath and was easily crushed.

This is……

"Blasphemy..."

"Bang!"

The figure in front of him swung his leg, and the tall weirdo's head shattered like a watermelon.

"Bang!"

"Pom Pom!"

The figures flashed, and in just a few breaths, the four people fell to the ground one after another, without any breath.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

Carl appeared in the field at some point, looking at the two with surprise, and clapping softly: "What a fast speed! What a strong power!"

This kind of explosive power has already approached the threshold of the middle stage of the first stage. If it is expressed in numerical terms, it is at least around 9.something, which is higher than his previous level.

"You?"

The cloaked man looked up, raised his hand to untie his cloak, revealing his old face, and knelt on one knee facing Carl.

"Templar Borken, kowtow to the Guardian!"

(End of this chapter)