"how so?"

Carl muttered, frowning.

In the records of wizard books, the astral world is also called the spirit world, the world of nothingness, and the high-dimensional space...

In conclusion,

The astral plane is an existence higher than the material world. It has no entity itself and is filled with astral energy and dark matter.

There are astral beings, but they usually exist as ideologies and only become physical when they come to the material world.

And now.

What comes into view is a scene of desolation and ruins.

Although there is no life, there must have been real buildings and vivid art, but now they are dilapidated.

On earth, all things withered and all life was lost.

The once lush forest is now reduced to withered branches and scattered dead leaves; when the wind blows, only the harsh friction sound and endless desolation remain.

The rivers dried up, the lakes evaporated, and even the air was filled with a sense of death and despair.

Not far away.

Cracks actually appeared in the space, like a series of hideous cracks, swallowing up everything around them.

This world is dead!

It's like being bound by an invisible force, time seems to have lost its meaning, giving people an indescribable feeling of depression and suffocation.

"Divine Realm?"

Carl took a deep breath, calmed his restless emotions, and murmured, "Only the divine realm created by the gods can exist in the astral world, and the gods have long fallen."

"There is no breath of life..."

"Angels and servants of God came to the divine realm because they were favored by God. They are bound to the gods, and they will not live long if the gods fall."

"but……"

"Is it true that there are no living creatures in the divine realm?"

After thinking about it, Carl took out a few puppet birds and released them, and his mind followed the birds to fly away.

barren!

Dead silence!

Ruined!

According to the records of the temple, the sky above the divine realm was always bright, but now it was shrouded in a deep and chaotic gray-purple color.

This tone is filled with fear and despair.

“Swish!”

A flying bird suddenly lost sight, and several other birds also lost contact after flying for a distance.

Karl's body tensed up and he subconsciously turned his head to look.

He saw a dark figure floating not far away, looking towards him like a ball of condensed black smoke.

What is that? "Shua!"

The wizard tower suddenly retracted and pulled him back to the Pirate Island. The palpitating feeling lasted for a long time.

"call……"

Carl took a deep breath, his eyes flickered: "I seem to remember seeing the description of 'it' somewhere!"

With a wave of hand.

Many wizard books appeared in front of him one after another, and under the control of mental power, the books turned on their own.

soon.

Several portraits and texts come into view.

"Death Ghost!"

"When a world is heading towards destruction, various strange beings will appear, and the ghost of death is one of them..."

"Similarly, there are deformed monsters, undead creatures, and elemental life forms. Most of them are born in extreme environments."

"The ghost of death born from death has the ability to devour all living things, and contains a soul core..."

“It helps with practice!”

Carl looked up, his eyes lighting up.

* * * Half a year has passed.

Carl returns to the Magic Forest again.

He placed the Wizard Tower and the Twelve Constellations not far from the Dream Market and sent messages to people at the same time.

"hey-hey……"

The Eyeless Old Brin arrived first. He looked at Carl through the skull in his hand and grinned, "You hid really well. I don't know how many people have been looking for you in the past six months, but there is no clue at all."

"sharp!"

He was praising it sincerely.

You know, the wizard's methods are strange and unpredictable, including divination, tracking, meditation... It is not easy to find someone.

Even if he was a wizard! As for Carl, there really was no news about him in the past six months, which made people wonder if he had died somewhere.

"sit."

Carl stretched out his hand and gestured:

"Are you also interested in the Ghost Face Blood Vine?"

"Of course." Old Brin nodded and sighed, "Who doesn't want to go further? Unfortunately, I'm only one person. No matter how much I accumulate, it can't compare to a family."

"Maybe not." Karl smiled faintly: "What did you take? Let me take a look first."

"No!" Old Brin waved his hand: "It's better to keep some mystery."

“Chichi…”

As they were talking, the sound of birds chirping was heard from outside. A flock of colorful birds appeared nearby at some point.

Birds flock together.

A figure walked out and looked at the fog covering the dense forest ahead. He frowned slightly and spoke loudly, "Is this where Mr. Connie is holding the trade fair?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thick fog dispersed to both sides, revealing a passage leading directly to the inside.

"Mr. Jeff, please come in!"

Jeff, the Apostle of Birds, is a well-known mid-level first-ring wizard in the area, skilled in bloodline witchcraft.

"What a coincidence."

At this time.

A man and a woman fell from the sky.

"It looks like we've arrived at the right time."

"Teacher." Harvey bowed his head: "Long time no see."

"In the past six months, the Walker family, with the support of the other two families, has been looking for trouble with the Perot family." Old Brin's voice sounded in my ears:

"The Perot family gave compensation, but it wasn't much, and the Walker family...didn't have a good time."

Carl nodded slowly.

He could see the fatigue in Nina's eyes, but Harvey had become a legendary knight.

Then a few more people arrived.

Unlike the previous few people, most of the people who came later concealed their faces, and the names they used were probably fake.

But Carl still sensed a familiar breath.

Angelet! He is almost at the middle stage of the first stage!

So fast? Two years ago, the other party was just a high-level wizard apprentice, but now he is almost on par with him in the wizarding world.

You have to know that Carl relied on source materials to forcefully add points, and also accumulated various resources. It took him many years to get to where he is today.

Why did Angele do that? It was unbelievable! There was also a visitor wearing a wood-grain mask, calling himself "Roger", who seemed to be a second-ring wizard.

Carl naturally couldn't see through the disguise of the second-ring wizard, but this was a wizard tower with the eyes of the evil god on it.

I could barely see something.

"It's just the Ghost Face Blood Vine, but it attracted so many people?"

After muttering to himself, he stood up and clapped his hands lightly:

"Everyone!"

"Thank you all for coming to my trade fair. I won't waste any more time. Let's get started."

With a wave of his hand, the passage to the outside world closed.

The soil on the ground squirmed and bulged, and finally turned into a stone platform. Carl took out an ice coffin and placed it on the platform.

"Ghost Face Blood Vine!"

"The vines can be used to make potions, increase mental strength and physical fitness, and the rhizomes can help wizards break through the realm."

"I believe you all know its functions, so... start bidding!"

"Connie." Old Brin stroked his chin.

"I remember you mentioned that you hoped to trade goods for other goods, and that you would consider selling the magic stones only if you had no suitable trade items?"

"yes."

Carl sat at the main seat and nodded, "If you have what I want, it's no problem to pay me with magic stones."

"That's good." Old Brin nodded, reached out and took out a palm-sized dagger from his arms and placed it on the table in front of him:

"Mr. Connie, I have a dagger watered with dragon's blood. It can cut everything."

"Even the body of a second-level or even third-level creature can be cut open, but it cannot be stored in a spatial magic weapon and can only be carried with you."

Speaking of.

He controlled the dagger with his mental power and flew up, then he gently scratched the stone on the ground, causing it to crack.

He took out another diamond and split it into two.

Carl's eyes narrowed and his skin tensed. As a legendary knight, he could feel the sharpness of the dagger even more.

I can't bear it! Even if I cultivate to a silver body, I'm afraid I can't bear it.

"Mr. Connie."

Nina interrupted, took out a few books and said:

"In addition to being a wizard, you are also a legendary knight. The path of a knight is not easy in the magic forest."

“Without fellow travelers and inheritance, not many practitioners can go far on the path of knighthood.”

She took a deep breath and continued:

"Three hundred years ago, a legendary knight achieved the second level by chance and became a holy knight."

"He later disappeared, but he left behind a lot of records for future generations, which I have been collecting for the past six months."

"That's right." Harvey nodded and continued, "This holy knight left behind his insights from his breakthrough, which can be said to have pointed out the direction for future generations. We also have the legendary martial art he practiced, the Cross Sword, which is a top-notch sword technique."

"besides……"

"We are also willing to pay 5,000 magic stones!"

“Wow…”

As soon as he finished speaking, the other people in the field couldn't help but become restless, and many people's faces turned gloomy.

Five thousand magic stones are already the price that some people are willing to pay, and Nina and the other two have additional inheritance.

How can this be compared? Karl's eyes lit up.

The spiritual practice insights of a holy knight are invaluable to him, and he is already tempted.

After Nina made her move, the things that others took out were hard to attract attention, and some people simply shook their heads and left.

"cough!"

At this time.

The 'Roger' who was suspected to be a second-ring wizard coughed lightly, took out something from his body and placed it on the table.

"The eggs of the third-level creature '睺鲸' can help strengthen the body after consumption. There are more than 200 eggs here."

"Change to the Ghost Face Blood Vine!"

There was silence in the field.

Even Carl's breath hitched.

Third-level creature!

He knew that creatures like the hyena lived in the deep sea and could easily create huge waves that could destroy a city.

And its roe is undoubtedly a great tonic for those who practice the path of knighthood.

"Um..." Old Brin stammered, "Can it be hatched?"

"Heh..." Roger chuckled: "Where do you think?"

Old Brin gave a dry laugh.

Too!

If it could be hatched, its value would be inestimable, so why would it be exchanged for the Ghost Face Blood Vine?

But even dead eggs are still valuable.

"make a deal!"

Carl spoke without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)