The scroll sealed by divine power trembled suddenly, and then the spiritual light on the surface collapsed, revealing the true appearance inside.

Carl shook the scroll in his hand gently, and Blaise, Monica and their family of four walked out.

“Karl!”

Blaise looked around: "Where is this?"

"Fast City."

"Um?"

Looking at the deserted streets, dilapidated houses, and the gloomy weather, his expression froze.

"Fast City?" Blaise shook his head repeatedly:

"How is this possible!?"

Fast City is one of the most prosperous cities in the Federation, how could it be so dilapidated? Looking at Karl's expressionless face, his smile slowly faded:

"real?"

"It's true." It was not Carl who answered him, but Monica. Monica's ears trembled, and she brought the vampire's talent to the extreme. She could clearly hear any subtle movement within hundreds of meters.

"here……"

"It's really Fast City!"

"What happened?" Blaise was shocked. "We have only been away for a few years. How come Fast City has become such a mess?"

"Not just Fast City." Carl shrugged.

"The entire federation has become a mess. A lot of things have happened in the past year or so."

"a lot of!"

He didn't explain what happened, but his tone was gloomy, which made Blaise and Monica look at each other in confusion.

“Are you Uncle Carl?”

A childish voice sounded.

Two children, a boy and a girl, who had just turned three years old, held hands and looked at Carl with curiosity.

"yes."

Karl squatted down and rubbed their heads:

"Cain, Makavi, we finally meet. Have you learned what I taught you well?"

"We have been learning." The delicate little girl, Mokawi, tilted her head and spoke in a baby voice, "Mom said that we will have friends to play with after we get out. Is that true?"

When she mentioned "friends", her face was full of excitement and it was obvious that she couldn't wait.

"Um."

Karl looked up and glanced at Monica: "I'll take you to meet new friends."

Standing up, he stretched out one hand forward with his five fingers slightly curled inward, and the air in front of him suddenly rippled.

The next moment.

A car appeared out of nowhere in front of them.

"Wow!"

Blaise was amazed. "You can actually move things from other places here. Is this a skill only available to third-level transcendents?"

During the four years in the world of the painting, Monica also told him about the power system of the extraordinary world.

Space movement,

It must be something that only a third-level extraordinary person can do.

But it is not something that can be done by the third level. In fact, many third level experts do not have similar means.

But Carl should be more than level three, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to bring them out of the seal.

Monica's eyes twitched, and she felt shocked and even frightened.

Unlike Blaise.

She is now a third-level transcendent herself, so what she sees is different from what Blaise sees.

In her eyes, the car was not moved from somewhere else, but evolved from energy.

In other words…

Carl used natural energy to create a car out of thin air.

The ability to convert energy and matter at will is a capability that only the legendary higher gods can possess.

Higher gods? "Two little friends."

Carl waved his hand, and the car door opened automatically:

“Please get in the car.”

The two children got into the car hand in hand, and Blaise took the driver's seat and took the steering wheel.

“Swish!”

The wheels rubbed against the ground and rushed out quickly.

“Wow…”

Blaise's eyes lit up: "What a powerful explosion, and no sound. What happened to car engine technology in the past few years?"

"It's witchcraft." Carl smiled.

“There is more energy available than just oil.”

"careful!"

Before he could finish his words, a dark shadow pounced towards him and crashed into the front window like a cheetah.

"Bang!"

The seemingly thin glass reveals its amazing hardness and remains intact even when attacked by its prey.

Instead, the black shadow was knocked away.

"What?"

"besides!"

Blaise's face was filled with astonishment. He turned the steering wheel sharply to stabilize the car and looked at the black shadows that appeared one after another around him.

"Deformed people." Carl glanced around and said calmly, "It is a 'divine punishment' brought down by a certain foreign god. Any creature that comes into contact with the divine punishment will become deformed and attack nearby living things crazily. Creatures that are attacked and injured by the deformed creatures will also become deformed."

"You can think of it as an enhanced version of zombies."

"Divine punishment?" Blaise's face turned pale.

"God wants to destroy the world?"

"Yes." Carl turned around and glanced at the two children: "There is more than one god. Many gods hope that this world will perish, and they have brought down divine punishment."

"Deformed people are relatively easy to deal with. After all, they have a physical body. Some methods without a physical body are more troublesome."

"Bang!"

Relying on its sturdy body, the car rushed all the way and cut a path through a group of deformed people.

Looking back at the group of monsters that were getting farther and farther away, Blaise couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"Is this how Fast City became because of them?"

"My company?"

“No more.”

"Where is the Bito Group?"

“No more.”

The car was silent.

"Turn left."

“Sizzle…”

The wheels rubbed against the asphalt road so quickly that sparks appeared at the contact point and the direction changed suddenly.

What came into view in front of us was a towering tree, with gnarled branches piercing into the skyscraper and extending upwards. Densely packed leaves hung upside down in the sky, and deformed people were jumping back and forth on the branches.

The trunk of the tree seemed to be made up of countless human faces, roaring constantly, and the branches swayed wildly.

Several nearby buildings were on the verge of collapse.

"What is that?"

"The Mother of Life's method." Carl said, "A certain Level 3 Transcendent from the Night Watch was affected and evolved into the form of the Tree of Life."

"Don't stare at it, your body will change."

Blaise immediately retracted his gaze, and Monica in the back seat even raised her hand to block the two children's view.

"how so?"

"What on earth is wrong with this world?"

Blaise drove the car forward. What he saw and heard along the way made his cheeks twitch and his eyes showed despair.

This kind of world...

It would be better to stay in the painting and not come out.

Groups of paper figures, colorful dreamy streets, and a black sky filled with strange mud...

confusion!

distortion!

Weird!

Horror! "We're here."

The car stopped at an orphanage.

In a city full of weird things, the ordinary orphanage seems a little abnormal.

"This is a shelter built by a man named Ray Miller to prevent strange intrusions from the outside world."

After getting out of the car, Karl pushed open the gate:

"Ray Miller, a guest is coming."

An angel in white appeared in the hall, with six pairs of white wings spread out, emitting a holy halo.

"Angel!"

Blaise's voice was hoarse and his body was shaking:

"Seraphim Archangel!"

* * * A soft halo ripples in the room, and even though he has folded his wings, Remiller is still glowing.

Under the shining holy light, she looks noble.

"Thunder Spear is dead?"

"yes."

"Killed by you?"

"Um."

The house was quiet.

Remiler sighed with a complicated expression, turned around, took two things and placed them carefully on the table.

"This is what you wanted."

"This book belongs to the Lord of the Dimension. It is a punishment from God, or perhaps... a gift."

Ray Miller pointed at the book and said, "It can continuously split and evolve, integrate into radios and televisions, and even directly project into the consciousness of living beings."

"Every living being that comes into contact with it will see a sentence: life or death, choose one."

"If you choose to survive, your body will dissolve, and your consciousness will become a two-dimensional being and enter a so-called main god space, where you will experience various worlds. In fact, you will become a two-dimensional creature."

Lord of Dimension?

The main god space?

Carl's eyes moved slightly.

"There is also this kind of divine punishment, which can help us escape from reality. No wonder you say it is a gift."

"Yes." Ray Miller nodded:

"I speculate that if you perform well in the main divine space, you should be favored by the Lord of the Dimension and become His apostle. It is possible that you can return to the real world, but you will be controlled by the Lord of the Dimension."

"this!"

She pointed to another object with disgust:

"The divine punishment bestowed by the Mother of Desire can distort the consciousness of living beings, causing them to mate and reproduce endlessly."

"Chaos..." Carl nodded: "If the Higher God wants to advance to the Lord God or True God, he needs to intercept and master a part of the real authority."

"Not just one world, but the authority of the entire universe!"

The rules controlled by the higher gods only apply to the world where the gods exist, and their power will be greatly reduced if they leave that world.

Like the Lord of the Morning.

In the Eastern Kingdom continent, a sixth-rank Lord of the Dawn can even compete with the legendary Seven-Ring Wizard.

But as long as you leave the Eastern Kingdom continent, you may not even be as good as a five-ring wizard.

That's why.

Unless they have no choice, gods will not leave the world they live in.

If you want to be free from the constraints of your own world, you need to break through the boundaries and master some real rules.

That is, the seventh-level main god, the true god.

Remiele nodded slowly. Although she had mastered the power of the gods, she lacked understanding of her own power.

“Chaos is also a reality.”

Karl picked up the squirming ball of flesh on the table, not caring about the erosion of its power at all, and continued:

"It should be said that chaos is the norm and order is rare."

"The distribution of all things has always been irregular, and regularities only appear with a very small chance, so they are very rare."

"It's the same with the true God. It's easier to control the chaos and distortion of the real part, and it's more difficult to control order."

He put down the meatball and picked up the book:

"As true gods, the Lord of Dimensions, who masters the true and orderly rules, is far more powerful than the Mother of Desire."

The strength here only refers to the use of power. They are all the same in terms of the mastery of the level of power.

They are all seventh-level main gods and true gods, and are almost immortal.

“Carl.”

Ray Miller thought: "What do you want them for?"

"Of course it is useful." Carl smiled and took the divine punishment into his own divine domain fragment: "I have just taken the first step on my journey. I need these 'predecessors' to tell me how to get through it."

"Divine punishment contains the most core means of the gods from the outer realms. If I can analyze it, it will be of great benefit to me."

not to mention……

Divine punishment itself also carries a large amount of source essence, which can directly enhance his strength.

…………

Void space.

Carl sat cross-legged.

Dozens of tentacles swung around in disorder behind him and suddenly pierced into the divine punishment object floating around him.

Vortex Butterfly, Black Bug, Dimension Book, Desire Sludge, Deformed Creature, Dream Train, etc...

These things are priceless to him and can all be transformed into further merit.

Time passes slowly.

“Swish!”

Carl opened his eyes, thinking about something. The next moment, the void in front of him was torn apart, and he teleported in front of Lemiller.

"Take me to the Temple of the Gods."

?

Remiler's eyes narrowed, holy light rippled on his body, and some different emotions surged in the field.

"What are you going there for?"

"The gods of the Eastern Kingdom are primordial gods. Each of them possesses the seventh-order true authority. As long as they merge into one, they will become the most powerful true god in the universe. This has been the case for countless years." Carl said, "I now have a clear path. I only lack accumulation. I need the things they left behind to help me become a true god."

"You know." Remire shook his head slightly:

"I can't betray the gods."

"Understood." Carl nodded: "I'll get it myself."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, Ray Miller had already made the sale, and he did it with all his strength.

The power that the Lord of Dawn left in her burst out along a complex path, rampaging all the way.

The terrifying power brings ultimate destruction.

Wherever the divine power that crisscrossed, crisscrossed, and collided with each other passed, space, time, and even everything were annihilated.

A void appeared in the scene.

The power of the Lord of Dawn was full of majestic vitality, but at this moment it all turned into murderous intent to slaughter everything.

There’s more to it than that.

Remiler, who was mastering the fastest speed in the world, flashed and left dozens of afterimages at the same time.

Each afterimage possesses the same abilities as the original body, while also stimulating terrifying energy within the body.

No one could have imagined it.

The archangel Remiel, who is not good at fighting and is known for his speed, actually possesses such terrifying strength.

Even if he fought a desperate blow with Thunder Spear Tucker, the difference was not much.

In Carl's perception, the universe seemed to collapse at this moment.

The next moment.

He raised his hand slowly.

In his sight, everything is made up of energy and consciousness, even divine power is no exception.

In Carl's opinion.

The energy in Remiler's body is powerful and vast, even surpassing that of him who has already advanced to the sixth-level upper god.

But unfortunately.

The means of stimulating this energy was too crude, like a baby holding a machine gun and using it as a stick.

More importantly, Remiler was too weak. Her consciousness was like an ant in front of this energy and she was unable to unleash the power of this energy at all.

"Bang!"

His five fingers collided with the incoming energy, and the devastating energy shockwave instantly dissipated without a trace.

The destruction of everything turns into a warm breeze.

Ray Miller's expression froze.

"Bang!"

Her angelic body shattered completely, like a vase made up of thousands of fragments, and all the secrets from the inside out were revealed to Carl.

The divine power left by the Lord of Dawn was drawn by an invisible force and turned into a torrent of energy that was swallowed up by Carl.

Source quality: +21000000!

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Carl raised his hand again and took out something from Ray Miller's memory.

That's a coordinate.

The Temple of the Gods! "Swish!"

Carl stepped forward and followed the coordinates in the void to a spacious hall, then looked up at the starry sky above.

"The Temple of the Gods?"

"Fragments of the Divine Realm!"

This is a piece of the divine realm left behind after the collapse of the divine realm of the gods.

at this time.

The figure holding the sickle is waiting again.

(End of this chapter)