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Chapter 275: The Negotiation
Chapter 275: The Negotiation
"What's the point of talking to them?"
Karl turned to look at Ifly, and Karl shrugged, "The deities demand absolute obedience. As an unstable factor, you're either convinced or suppressed."
"Following the path of a knight under the watchful eyes of the deities seems impossible."
"You..." Ifly's expression changed, "Are you also a knight?"
"Unfortunately," Karl sighed, "I am not only a Holy Knight but also a deity. It's just that I worship a different god from them."
"Let's go!"
He waved his hand, "If you don't want to worship the deities, then take your people to a remote area to survive and cultivate."
"Otherwise, choose a deity to believe in sincerely."
Even though Karl was a powerful Holy Knight, it was unlikely for him to be accepted by the deity's followers if he only worshipped a deity.
Not just him.
The same went for Lady Mewaya.
Although she didn't worship any deity, she possessed divine blood, which still made her one of them.
In short...
To survive here, one had to have a connection with the deities, and even a fake one was better than nothing.
"Whoosh!"
Karl's figure flickered, disappearing from his original spot and reappearing in the town's temple.
In the spacious and luxurious temple, a palm-sized stone floated, emitting a dense fiery aura.
"A Tier 3 Fire Elemental Crystal?"
Karl's eyes lit up, and he reached out to grab it.
This item was extremely useful for wizards cultivating fire-based sorcery, aiding not only in their cultivation but also in crafting magical artifacts.
Unfortunately, these crystals were only born in extremely harsh illusions or forged by the power of deities.
He managed to obtain one.
It was an unexpected joy.
His figure swiftly circled the temple, gathering all the useful items before disappearing again.
...
On a battlefield in ruins, the victorious side held an executioner's sword, standing over a thousand defeated soldiers and leading them to an empty space.
A Wind God follower, dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the defeated soldiers and coldly huffing, "Either convert to the Wind God or die..."
"We choose to convert!" One of them shouted, "But our families are in the hands of the Fire God's followers. Before we came, that person said that if we changed our faith, they would die."
"That's not my concern." The Wind God follower's voice turned cold, "I have an agreement with the Fire God's followers. As long as I don't take action personally, the victorious side can have two towns to propagate their faith."
"Alright!"
He was obviously getting impatient, "The choice is before you—convert to the Wind God or die. It's time to make your decision."
"Hmm?"
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up at the sky.
A red line descended at an astonishing speed, initially just a tiny thread but quickly filling their field of vision.
"Boom!"
A ball of flame collided with the Wind God follower, and within it, two figures seemed to be engaged in a fierce battle.
In the blink of an eye,
The flames dissipated.
Karl held the Wind God follower's body, searching for something before tossing it regretfully in front of the crowd.
"You there,"
He addressed the crowd below, "I heard there's another Fire God follower nearby. Which way is he in?"
"..." Someone subconsciously raised their hand, pointing in a certain direction, and before long, Karl rushed towards it.
In the blink of an eye, he was gone, leaving behind a lifeless corpse and the two groups that had fought valiantly moments ago.
Not long after,
Above a city.
A deity's follower, preaching the doctrine of the Flame God, was attacked and killed on the spot by a pair of gigantic Buddha palms.
A few days later,
Karl appeared above a desolate area, his face covered in dust.
"Killing a follower for Essence really fills up the account quickly, but it's too dangerous. I almost couldn't escape."
Looking at his data panel, a smile spread across his face.
Name: Karl
Constitution: 45.3
Mental Power: 39.5
Essence: 0
Rank: Second Rank Holy Knight, Second Circle Wizard
Abyss Bloodline Fusion: 65%
In just a few days, his Mental Power had already approached forty points, reaching the late stage of the Second Rank.
The power of his sorcery surged accordingly.
Unfortunately, his actions over the past few days had been too reckless, attracting the joint efforts of many deity followers to hunt him down. He had been on the run for the past couple of days.
"But I should have completed Lady Mewaya's task. I've lured away all the divine affiliates searching for her and her daughter."
Divine affiliates aren't common.
With his actions, the divine affiliates originally searching for Lady Mewaya and her daughter were drawn to him, giving them the time needed for bloodline tempering.
"Hmm?"
"There's a reaction!"
Karl took out a wooden plaque, his eyes flickered, and he tossed it into the air. The wooden plaque emitted a spiritual light, tearing open a spatial rift.
"Spatial Teleportation!"
"What a pity, it's a one-time use. How many secrets does Lady Mewaya hide that she can refine something like this?"
With a fleeting thought, he stepped into the spatial rift.
Not long after his departure, several powerful auras descended from the sky, landing where Karl had been.
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"He escaped!"
A white-haired affiliate's face darkened:
"It must be Spatial Teleportation. The world's rules can't accommodate a Tier 3 power, so I can't lock onto the target through space right now."
"Use divination, calculation, and causality-related divine arts," said a divine affiliate with a grim expression. "He killed four fire god affiliates; we can't let him get away so easily!"
"It's useless," said another divine affiliate, shaking his head. "I've tried. The target seems to be under the protection of fate, and calculating his position will result in chaos."
The protection of fate? The faces of those in the field changed slightly, and then a look of unwillingness appeared in their eyes.
Canyon.
Karl's figure appeared, stepping through the void and emerging from the spatial rift.
"Karl."
Lady Mewaya smiled:
"You've worked hard."
"It's nothing." Karl stretched his arms and legs:
"For me, killing divine affiliates pleases the gods and also increases my strength."
"Now..."
"Where's Duke Ferdinand?"
"Here!" Lady Mewaya raised her head to indicate:
"He's right above."
Karl looked up, and his eyes narrowed instantly.
A huge mass of black clouds was swirling high in the sky, and within the black mist, lightning flashed from time to time.
No aura leaked out, but the vaguely revealed silhouette was enough to suffocate those who saw it.
Tier 3 Late Stage!
Even though he was severely injured, Duke Ferdinand still possessed the strength of a Tier 3 Late Stage, just a step away from the peak of Tier 3, a demigod.
Moreover,
With this kind of rule suppression, the strength displayed by Tier 3 Late Stage and Tier 3 Peak seemed not very different.
"I temporarily trapped him with a special artifact, but to kill him, I must take action myself."
Lady Mewaya flexed her wrists, her face solemn:
"He's about to come out. Release the Twelve Star Palace first, and let's work together for a quick battle."
"Okay."
Karl nodded, raised his hand, and released the Twelve Star Palace. Twelve massive stone pillars instantly appeared in the field.
An invisible barrier covered the entire sky.
"The Twelve Star Palace?"
Duke Ferdinand's voice echoed from within the black mist:
"In the end, Sordan's thing fell into your hands. My daughter, is this your trump card?"
"A... Tier 2 Late Stage helper?"
"Father, you're always so confident." Lady Mewaya rose into the air, her eyes fixed on him:
"This is the root of your failure!"
"Haha..." Duke Ferdinand laughed upon hearing this:
"My dear daughter, do you think you can keep me here with a helper?"
"Then let's see." Lady Mewaya's eyes narrowed, and her figure flashed as she charged into the black mist, colliding with Duke Ferdinand.
Karl shrugged, ready to assist, but his eyes flickered for a moment.
"I'm your opponent."
The upper-rank affiliate of the Wind God, Muhou, appeared. He turned to look at Karl, shook his head slightly, and said with a hint of helplessness:
"This time, the Duke was indeed careless. Fortunately, the gods know all, and they've taken precautions on his body, or else..."
"I was afraid I wouldn't make it in time."
"Upper-rank affiliate?" Karl looked at Muhou, his eyebrows furrowed.
It wasn't fear, but concern that Muhou might delay him, causing Lady Mewaya to be unable to hold on.
However, a smile soon appeared on his face.
Another aura of a Tier 2 Peak power emerged in the field.
Aria, holding a spear, danced with graceful spearwork, charging towards the suddenly appearing Muhou.
"Karl!"
"Kill him first, then go help Mother!"
(End of Chapter)
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