"What is there to talk about with them?"

Looking back at Ivli, Carl shrugged and said, "What the gods need are absolutely obedient subjects. As for unstable factors like you, they should be persuaded if possible, and suppressed if not."

"I'm afraid it's not feasible to follow the path of knighthood under the eyes of the gods."

"You..." Ivli's expression changed:

"You are also a knight?"

"It's a pity." Carl sighed, "In addition to being a holy knight, I am also a follower of a god, but the god they believe in is different from mine."

"Let's go!"

He waved his hand: "If you don't want to believe in gods, take your people to live and practice in remote places."

"Otherwise, just choose a god to worship."

If Carl was just a holy knight, even if he was powerful, he would not be accepted by the gods' followers.

Not just him.

The same is true for Meivia.

Although Meivia does not believe in gods, she has the blood of gods in her body, which makes her a kindred spirit.

Anyway…

If you want to survive here, you must have a connection with God, even if it is fake, it is better than nothing.

“Swish!”

With a flash of his figure, Carl disappeared from the spot and appeared again in the town’s temple.

In the middle of the spacious and luxurious temple, a palm-sized stone is suspended, and a strong scent of fire emanates from the inside of the stone.

"A third-order fire element crystal?"

Karl's eyes lit up and he reached out and grabbed it in his hand.

This thing is very useful for wizards who practice fire magic. Not only can it assist in practice, but it can also be used to refine magical weapons.

Unfortunately, this kind of thing is only born in extremely harsh illusions, or refined by the power of gods.

Get one.

It was a pleasant surprise.

He quickly walked around the temple, looted everything he could use, and then slipped away.

…………

The ruins of a battlefield somewhere.

The victorious party raised their butcher knives and pushed more than a thousand defeated people to an open space.

The wind god's followers dressed in white put their hands behind their backs, looked down at the defeated soldiers below, and snorted coldly: "Convert to the god of wind, or die..."

"Pick one!"

"God's messenger!" One of them raised his head and shouted, "We are willing to convert, but our families are in the hands of the Fire God's followers. Before we came here, they said that if we change our beliefs, they will die."

"This has nothing to do with me." The Wind God's followers said in a cold voice, "I have an agreement with the Fire God's followers. As long as they don't fight in person, the victorious party will have the right to obtain two towns to multiply their followers."

"alright!"

He was obviously a little impatient:

"The choice is before you, convert to the God of Wind or die. Now is the time to make your choice."

"Um?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up at Tianji.

I saw a red line falling from the sky at an astonishing speed. At first it was just a little red line, but in the blink of an eye it filled my vision.

"boom!"

A ball of fire collided head-on with the Wind God's followers, and it seemed like two figures were fighting fiercely inside.

Blink,

The flames dissipated.

Carl picked up the body of the Wind God's follower, fumbled around for a moment, then threw it in front of everyone with a look of regret.

"The one below."

He spoke to the people below, "I heard there is another Fire God's follower nearby. Which direction is he?"

"..." Someone subconsciously raised his hand and pointed somewhere, and then Karl rushed over quickly.

Blink and it's gone.

All that was left was a lifeless corpse and the two groups of people who had fought bravely before.

Not long after.

Above a city.

The god's followers who were preaching the teachings of the God of Fire were attacked and slapped to death on the spot by a pair of giant Buddha's hands.

A few days later.

Carl, covered in dust, appeared over a desert.

"Killing followers to gain essence is indeed fast enough, but it was too dangerous, and I almost couldn't escape."

After taking a look at the data panel, he couldn't help but smile.

Name: Carl

Physical Fitness: 45.3 Mental Strength: 39.5 Essence: 0 Level: Second Order Holy Knight, Second Ring Wizard

Abyss blood fusion degree: 65%. In just a few days, the mental strength has approached forty points, reaching the late second stage.

The power of witchcraft skyrocketed.

Unfortunately, his actions in the past few days were too crazy, which attracted the combined siege and killing of many gods and their followers. He has been on the run for the past two days.

The gods' followers are not ordinary people.

Because of his commotion, the gods' followers who were originally looking for Meivia and her daughter came to hunt him down, which bought them time to refine their bloodlines.

"Um?"

“There’s a reaction!”

Taking out a wooden sign, Carl's eyes moved slightly, and then he threw it into the air. The wooden sign emitted a spiritual light and tore a crack in space.

"Space teleportation!"

"It's a pity that it's only a one-time thing. How many secrets does Meivia have hidden in her that she can even refine this thing?"

With a flash of thought in his mind, he stepped into the space crack.

Shortly after he left, several powerful auras descended from the sky and landed at the location where Carl was before he left.

“Escaped!”

A white-haired follower said gloomily, "It should be space teleportation. The rules of the world cannot accommodate the power of the third level. I have no way to lock the target across space now."

"Then use divination, calculation, cause and effect magic." A follower of the gods said fiercely: "He killed four followers of the God of Fire, we can't let him go so easily!"

"It's useless." A follower of the gods shook his head:

"I've tried it. The target should be blessed by fate. The calculation of his position will be disordered."

Blessing from fate? The faces of several people in the field changed slightly, and then their eyes showed reluctance.

* * * Canyon.

Carl's figure appeared across the crack in the void.

“Carl.”

Meivia smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay." Carl moved his arms and legs. "For me, killing the gods' followers can please the gods and increase my own strength."

"Now……"

"Where's Ferdinand?"

"Yes!" Meivia raised his head and gestured:

"Right up there."

Carl looked up and his eyes narrowed immediately.

I saw a huge black cloud hovering in the sky, with flashes of lightning appearing from time to time in the black fog.

There was no breath leaking out, but the huge figure that was vaguely revealed was enough to suffocate anyone who saw it.

Late third stage!

Even though he had been seriously injured, Archduke Ferdinand still had the strength of a late third-order demigod, only one step away from a peak third-order demigod.

and,

With this kind of rule suppression, the strength exerted by the late third stage and the peak third stage seems to be not much different.

"I used a special artifact to temporarily trap him, but if I want to kill him, I have to do it myself."

Meivia moved his wrist, his face solemn:

"He's about to come out. Release the Twelve Constellations first, and we'll work together to finish the job quickly."

"good."

Carl nodded, raised his hand and released the Twelve Constellations, and twelve huge stone pillars instantly appeared on the scene.

An invisible barrier covered the entire sky.

"The Twelve Constellations?"

Archduke Ferdinand's voice rang out from the black fog:

"Sodan's things finally fell into your hands, my daughter. Is this your trump card?"

"A...second-stage late-stage helper?"

"Father, you are always so confident." Meivia soared into the air, staring at him with his eyes piercing: "This is the root of your failure!"

"Haha..." Archduke Ferdinand laughed loudly upon hearing this:

"My dear daughter, do you think you can keep me here if you have help?"

"Then we have to try it." Meivia's eyes narrowed, and his figure flashed into the black fog and collided with Archduke Ferdinand.

Carl shrugged and was about to help when his vision suddenly blurred.

"Your opponent is me."

Minhou, a high-ranking follower of the God of Wind, appeared on the scene. He looked back and shook his head helplessly: "The Duke was indeed careless this time. Fortunately, the God knows everything and did something to him, otherwise..."

“I’m afraid I really can’t make it in time.”

"A superior relative?" Looking at the other party, Carl frowned slightly.

He was not afraid, but he was worried that if the other party delayed his time, Meivia would not be able to hold on.

But in a moment a smile appeared on his face.

Another peak second-level aura appeared on the scene.

Holding a spear, Aureliana danced with a spear flower and stabbed towards Minhou who suddenly appeared.

“Karl!”

"Kill him first, then go help my mother."

(End of this chapter)