A six-story wizard tower stands on the top of the mountain, shrouded in dark clouds. The lightning and thunder around it serve as a natural defensive barrier.

Todd Green sat cross-legged on the third floor of the wizard tower, holding a staff, and used various methods to analyze the corpse in front of him.

"tutor."

The young man in wizard robes came closer with hot tea and asked in a low voice: "No results yet?"

"Yes." Todd nodded. "This corpse comes from the Eastern Kingdom continent. Although there are many marks on the body, the light of the gods has prevented my exploration."

He is a three-ring peak wizard, and his main research areas of wizardry are finding gaps, cause and effect, etc...

As long as everything exists, there will be various marks left by time and environment on its body.

And he,

Many clues can be deduced from these marks.

What to do!

The place where this corpse came from is quite special. Even fourth- and fifth-ring wizards cannot get close to it.

"The corpse seems to have three consciousnesses coexisting." The young man said, "It's rare."

"Yes." Todd nodded. "Carl Bergman captured a couple and refined the husband's body into a puppet. The wife's consciousness was hidden deep in the husband's spiritual sea, and his consciousness was hidden deep in the wife's consciousness. It can be said that he put a lot of effort into it."

This method is very hidden from other people, and even a fourth-ring wizard may not be able to discover it.

But in the eyes of the Green family, there are flaws everywhere.

"The lich's life box splitting method." The young man said:

"I remember that Carl was not practicing the lich heritage, but the water meditation method of the tower?"

"Yes, in the past." Todd said, "Not necessarily now, but this person must be a genius, otherwise he wouldn't have reached this level in such a short time."

"He should have already reached the third ring!"

?

The young man's eyes widened.

As the Green family's special investigation place, he had certainly read the files on Carl Bergmann.

The other party is only a dozen years older than me, but he is already a three-ring wizard?

And that person is a forbidden knight! "If there were no other encounters, and if I had never even come into contact with the real wizarding world, it would be impossible to reach this level."

Todd thought thoughtfully: "Karl must be hiding some secrets. The family probably saw this and paid so much attention to it."

“Hmm…”

"Everything the corpse carried with him must have been destroyed. With the gods' blessing, we can't find out anything."

"Yes." The young man bowed in response.

The young man walked out of the wizard tower with a bunch of things and came to the place where he practiced, tapping the table.

Not long.

An old woman came in.

"Master."

"Yeah." The young man nodded and waved at something beside him:

"Throw these in the incinerator and destroy them."

"Yes." The old woman replied, stepped forward, picked up clothes, books and a few items, and stepped back.

Not long after.

The old woman appeared in a market where wizards gathered and was led to a shop.

The shop owner was a middle-aged man with sparse hair and a red nose. He smiled and said:

"Second sister, are there more good things coming?"

"I don't know if they are good things or not." The old woman shook her head, "But they come from the Eastern Kingdom continent."

"Oh!" The man's eyes lit up: "The things over there are very rare. Let me take a look."

He stepped forward, picked up the shirt and unfolded it, running his hands over the material and looking closely at the stitching.

"It looks like silk is mixed with something else. There is no trace of witchcraft, but this mixed material is quite good. The stitches are also very fine. It doesn't seem to be made by humans. It can be considered a collectible."

"A pen without ink?"

"A pocket watch that records time, an unknown family emblem..."

"There is another book, but unfortunately it doesn't record witchcraft. It's just an ordinary travelogue. But I believe someone will be interested in the situation over there."

After thinking for a while, the man raised his head and said, "Ten magic stones!"

"Okay." The old woman grinned. "Deal."

She was just a servant responsible for taking care of the wizard's residence. Her monthly salary was limited. In order to earn extra income, she would occasionally sell things that the wizard did not need and needed to be disposed of.

After seeing the old woman off, the red-nosed middle-aged man grinned and picked up the inconspicuous family emblem.

"Lord of the Source..."

* * * “Boom!”

“Boom…”

There was constant artillery fire near the royal city, and the solid city walls were like tofu that broke into pieces at the slightest touch in front of the artillery fire.

Ordinary artillery obviously does not have such power.

It is said that Researcher Sack has the help of a wizard who has added some witchcraft to the latest artillery developed.

“Woo…”

Several planes flew over from high in the sky, dropping shells on the city, and flames shot up into the sky in an instant.

“Swish!”

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“Swish!”

Several figures shuttled and collided in the clouds, and the angels seemed to no longer mind appearing in front of ordinary people.

Suburban estate.

Carl lay on the soft chair, looking up at the fighting above with a relaxed expression, as if he was watching a show.

"The war in the mortal world is an overflow of the battlefield in the divine realm. Does this mean that the God of the Burning Sun has gained the upper hand?"

"snort!"

Ray Miller stood beside him, his face pale, his body trembling slightly, his eyes full of unwillingness:

"If the other gods were willing to help, the God of the Burning Sun would never be able to come here!"

"It's too late to say this now." Carl shook his head. "The other gods are probably hoping that your god will be defeated so that they can devour the believers and territories that remain."

"Le Miller..."

"I can't help you with anything anymore."

As he spoke, he glanced at her sideways, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Who would have thought.

Remiel, who became an angel just a few decades ago and was a messenger not long ago, is now one of the twelve archangels under the Lord of Dawn.

certainly……

This is also because several archangels have died in battle in recent years, and Remuel has been building repeatedly.

"Know."

Remiele suddenly sighed, "The God of the Burning Sun will not give up so easily. If the Mother Goddess is defeated, the other gods will also face the threat from her. If the gods have infinite wisdom, why can't they see through this?"

"They understand, but they just sit back and watch the changes happen." Carl smiled:

"If the Lord of Dawn dies, it will be more in line with their wishes. Don't think that this won't happen. The ancient gods and the current six gods have changed countless times, although their divinity will not change."

The gods of this world have been fighting for the position of the main god, but in order to become the main god, they must devour several other gods.

For countless years.

The gods fought each other, but no god was ever able to succeed.

However, unlike the other world, this world only has six gods, and each of them is a higher god.

The lower-level gods had long been devoured by them.

"Ray Miller."

Carl said, "Has the Lord of Dawn responded to my proposal?"

"You mean the way to become a god?" Remire sneered:

"Karl, my friend, do you think you can really become a god? It's impossible."

Carl wanted to strike a deal with the Lord of Dawn and exchange something on his body for a divine technique.

pity.

The Lord of Dawn did not seem to have this idea, or he simply ignored Carl's meaning.

A mere mortal, even a three-ring wizard, is not much different from a mortal in the eyes of the higher gods.

There is simply no ability to interfere in the war between the gods.

"That's all!"

Carl shook his head:

"If the war continues, one day a god will be willing."

(End of this chapter)