Chapter 310: Primordial Energy
Chapter 310: Primordial Energy
The deal was made.
The Dawn Lord exchanged the ancient knight's cultivation method for Karl's Godslayer Spear.
The Ancient Knight's Path, or rather, the Primal Path, was a time before the existence of gods and wizards. All living beings embarked on a journey of cultivation, seeking strength.
Physical bodies were the primary focus, as they were more tangible than the elusive spirit.
Gradually, some beings discovered that through rigorous training, their bodies could become powerful, giving rise to the Knight's Path.
Amidst threats like catastrophes, external malice, and fierce beasts, while bodies were tempered, they also faced the risk of breaking down.
Thus, to strengthen one's physique, one must first possess unwavering resilience, or the consequences could be dire.
As time passed, cultivation methods evolved, and the Ancient Knight's Path was gradually abandoned due to its inherent flaws. Only the knightly virtues remained as a legacy.
"Compared to wizards who comprehend the Astral Plane and manipulate energy through their spirit, and gods who become part of the world's will, acting as its direct agent, the Ancient Knight's Path is more direct and potent," Karl mused.
"And..."
"More powerful!"
Cultivation had no concept of regression.
In reality, later cultivation methods were more refined, and the Ancient Knight's Path was discarded due to its significant flaws.
"But I can take this path!" Karl stroked his chin thoughtfully.
The War God's divinity was exceptionally powerful, allowing him to enhance his strength through slaughter.
While others had to painstakingly improve, he could gain strength instantly.
With this advantage, a path once fraught with danger became more manageable.
"Hmm..."
Karl pondered, "Something's not right!"
The Dawn Lord's cultivation method included records of deities, some of whom gained power through slaughter, like the God of Slaughter and the God of War.
But!
These deities derived their power from the world's will, limiting their abilities to a specific world.
Once outside their realm, their power diminished.
The War God, however, was unique. His traits transcended world boundaries, applicable anywhere, but only effective against deities.
"Transcending a single world's will is a privilege of Seventh-Rank Gods, while Godslayer Ascension is forbidden..."
"Tsk tsk!"
Karl shook his head, "No wonder the gods of other worlds sought to eradicate the War God. Who among them would trust a Godslayer?"
"If the War God continued to grow, wouldn't other deities become fuel for his ascension?"
...
Months later, Karl opened his eyes, interrupting his cultivation. He examined his status panel.
The words "Wizard" and "Forbidden Knight" had vanished, replaced by "Ancient Knight."
Spiritual and physical power were gone, replaced by:
Primordial Energy: 86
The Ancient Knight's cultivation wasn't solely about physical strength; it merged spirit and body into a unified force.
This force was Primordial Energy, capable of both martial techniques and wizardry.
Karl's cultivation wasn't a pure Ancient Path; it resembled a refined version of the War God's power.
With a thought, the essence gained from killing the Third Elder, Great God's Coin, and other items transformed into Primordial Energy.
The same twenty-to-one ratio.
Primordial Energy: 94
"Piri-pala..."
A series of tiny explosions erupted from Karl's body, a continuous stream of sounds like a flowing river.
"Boom!"
His body slightly trembled, causing the entire estate to shake.
"Hmm?" Karl raised his hand, clenching it lightly, and looked surprised.
"I feel that my current power can easily shatter a High-Order Favored. It's at least thirty percent stronger than before. Even a Godson or Demigod would struggle to surpass me in physical strength."
In another world.
A certain ruined place.
The ashes on the ground ignited again, and sparks slowly rose into the air, forming a circular portal.
A figure stepped out of the void, approaching the Blood Wolf and Kent siblings.
"Bloodthirst!"
"Senior."
"Hmm." Karl, enveloped in flames and wearing a strange mask, nodded lightly at the three.
"6◇9◇shu◇ba"
"Take me to find a nearby Divine Servant."
"Yes."
Kent agreed and then looked up.
"Senior, because of what you did before, Divine Servants rarely act alone."
"And I heard that a Godson has come. Once the news of your appearance spreads, you might face the pursuit of a Godson."
Godson?
The reason he didn't want to face this was that he wasn't fully confident.
But now...
Karl's eyes narrowed.
Although his path differed from the Ancient Knight's Path, both required trials to temper him.
Without the fighting spirit in his heart, this path would never be traversed.
"No problem."
He spoke slowly, "Take me there."
"Yes."
The three agreed.
...
In the era of the Divine Realm's fragmentation, the Wol Town was almost a utopia amidst the chaos of other regions.
The Water God's favored vassal, Zimmermann, was gentle and approachable. He helped the town's people rebuild houses, find water sources, and cultivate food, putting the town back on track.
The townspeople built a cathedral for the deity and worshipped there daily.
One day, a carriage slowly entered the town.
Blood Wolf and Kent each rode a unicorn on either side, while Gema served as the coachman.
"Stop!"
A patrol guard from the town shouted as he approached.
"Driving a carriage in front of the cathedral is disrespectful to the gods. Stop immediately!"
As he finished speaking, one of the knights glanced over, and his cold gaze made the guard's body stiffen.
His initial intention to forcefully stop them halted.
"Whoosh..."
On the clean and tidy road, streams of water appeared, gradually forming a figure.
Divine Art!
Zimmermann, a Mid-Order Favored of the Water God.
"Bloodthirst?"
Zimmermann's expression turned solemn as he looked at the carriage, "You dare to show yourself again."
"Zimmermann?" Karl's voice, indifferent, came from within the carriage, "You've managed this town well. For that, if you're willing to abandon your status as a Divine Servant, I can spare you."
"Hmph!" Zimmermann coldly huffed, "I will never forsake the gods!"
"Is that so?" Karl sighed, "Then..."
"Go to your death!"
Heart Buddha Palm — Earth Shattering!
An invisible, colossal force appeared out of thin air, and before Zimmermann could react, he was shattered into countless pieces.
Karl slowly retracted his palm, his gaze unwavering, "I promised someone that this world doesn't need gods, not even 'good' ones."
"Since I have the chance, I must give it a try."
(End of Chapter)
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