Wizard, I have a different world

"Templar?"

Karl looked at the other person, his expression did not change much, after all, he already had a guess in his heart.

As early as when the four savages came to the tower, he had already landed nearby with Yana.

Everyone saw the fighting between the few people and nodded immediately:

"Excuse me for traveling thousands of miles to come here."

"It should be." Boken looked solemn:

"The guardian is the messenger of God. You guide us in the direction we are going, and you will come even if we are far away."

"Really?" Karl said noncommittally:

"I thought you came here to take me back to the church."

"Messengers of God can only be truly blessed if they are baptized in the church." Boken said:

"You should go back to the sanctuary."

baptism?

Blessing?

Carl's heart skipped a beat.

As the master of the fragments of the divine domain, he knows the rituals of the gods very clearly.

The Moon Goddess is not completely dead yet, and by performing rituals in special places, there is indeed a chance to connect with her.

But he definitely didn't want to get involved in this kind of connection. After all, once he touched it, he would never get rid of it.

"I won't go back to the church."

Shaking his head, Karl expressed his thoughts directly:

"Other things can be discussed, but not this matter."

"Guardian." Boken frowned:

"The church is the residence of God. As a guardian, you should stay there and not violate the rules."

"What do you need?"

"Power, wealth, women... as long as you ask, the Holy Church will definitely be able to help you do it."

"I'm not interested in these." Karl shook his head:

"Right!"

"In your temple, are there any martial arts that only guardians can practice? Or techniques?"

"Yes." Boken nodded and gave an affirmative answer:

"The martial arts skills practiced by mortals are called combat skills, while the martial arts skills practiced by guardians and demigods are sacred skills. These types of skills were only spread in the divine domain before. After the war between the gods, some of them were left in the human world. There are several in the temple. ”

"As long as you return to the temple, these exercises and martial arts will be open to you, including various resources needed for practice."

"Forget it!" Karl had a moment of thought, but still waved his hand:

"I have no plans to go to the church at the moment."

"Uh-huh!"

A flower in front of my eyes.

The thin figure who had just killed four people appeared in front of Karl. Under the hood was a pair of dark eyes without any emotion.

It seemed like he was about to pounce in the next moment.

The Templar Knight's attitude is also very clear. If he is unwilling to go, then he will take action by force.

"Zheng!"

Along with the clanging sound, the profane knight Yana also pulled out her sword and stood guard in front of Karl.

"Yana!"

Boken growled like an angry beast:

"What are you doing? What the Paladin does represents God's will. Are you going against God's will?"

"No!" Yana lowered her eyebrows:

"Compared to the Paladin, the Guardian can truly represent the will of the god. The god chose him instead of you."

"So I should protect him instead of obeying the orders of the Holy Church."

"..." The flesh in the corners of Boken's eyes twitched, and he stared at Yana fiercely, his face full of disgust and anger:

"Sinners who rebelled against God, you should have been nailed to the bottom of the abyss of death forever. Now you have the opportunity to forgive your sins, but you can't tell the truth from the false."

"Yana!"

"You think you can stop me?"

Karl's eyes flickered, thoughtfully.

The Templar Knights have a very divided attitude towards the Blasphemous Knights. Even though both sides are fighting for the gods, they look down upon them and even hate them extremely.

The reason is simple.

The Blasphemous Knight comes from the Pale Wings of the Evil God.

The Pale Wing is a war angel who betrayed the goddess, so theoretically the Blasphemous Knights are all descendants of traitors.

Templar knights who truly believe in the goddess will definitely not like blasphemous knights.

But helpless.

Without the blessing of the gods, it is difficult for the Templar Knight to become a guardian, and many things need to be done by the Profaned Knight.

This in turn led to the Templar's complicated attitude towards the blasphemous knights.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Boken forced down the anger in his heart, looked at Karl and said:

"Guardian, now that your identity has been leaked, the church is not the only one who wants to find you."

"You have to know that some people don't want the goddess to be resurrected, so they won't allow you to live."

"When I came to Rapid City, I sensed the aura of betrayers. They won't be as easy to talk to as me."

"Really?" Karl nodded:

"Thank you for telling me the news. I believe that with your protection, I will be fine."

"Only in the temple can you get true safety." Boken shook his head.

"oh!"

Karl spoke:

"Can the Holy Church stop the Archduke?"

"Can!"

Boken's answer was unexpected. He was still not afraid of the most powerful title in the world:

"The temple is not a temple in the human world, but a sanctuary originally located in the divine realm, the residence of the goddess."

"There, we have nothing to fear!"

The place where mortals live in this world is called the human world, and the place where the gods live is called the divine domain.

According to Karl's understanding.

The human world is the real world.

divine realm,

It is located in the astral realm.

However, after the war between the gods, the divine realm was shattered, and many places fell from the divine realm to the human world.

for example……

The Guardian Arena where the safflower tree is.

And the temple mentioned by Boken.

The place where the Moon Goddess once lived, it is even more unacceptable to go there, if you are targeted, it will be a disaster.

Carl shook his head:

"I will say it for the last time, I will not go to the temple."

"..." Boken looked at him quietly, and spoke slowly after a long time:

"The order I received is to take the guardian back to the temple. If necessary... the corpse is also acceptable."

Hmm?

"Do it!"

Boken waved his hand suddenly.

"Shua!"

The soil under the thin figure's feet suddenly exploded, and a shadow crossed the void and rushed towards Carl.

"Hmph!"

Yana snorted coldly and rushed up with a sword.

Her physical value is almost the same as Carl's, both of them have just broken through ten and reached the middle stage of the first stage.

The difference between a physical value of ten points and a physical value of nine points may not seem big, but it is obvious in actual combat.

"Bang!"

The two figures that collided rapidly retreated at the same time. Yana only took two steps back to stabilize her body, while the other party was thrown out directly, and the tattered clothes on her body were torn in the agitation of the energy.

Under the tattered clothes, there was a monkey-like existence.

The dry and rough skin was like a weathered rock, and the sharp fingers were no longer in human form. The long gray and white hair was scattered behind her, and the dark eyes were full of murderous intent.

Human?

It was not a human at all!

But Yana felt a familiar breath from the other party, like a sister connected by blood.

"What did you do?"

Yana's eyes twitched:

"It is...what!"

"What is it?" Boken sneered:

"Don't you feel that its body has the same blood as yours, the blood of blasphemy!"

"It..."

"It's your sister!"

"Nonsense!" Yana screamed, her expression ferocious:

"What did you do? You caught babies for experiments?"

"Blasphemy!" Boken's face became serious, and he spoke solemnly:

"We stepped into the darkness and the abyss, our bodies and minds were polluted, just to pursue that moment of light."

"Yana!"

"The blasphemous knights with wisdom do not meet the needs of the temple, and they...are your substitutes, we call them blasphemous ancient beasts."

"Roar!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the 'blasphemous ancient beast' in the field roared to the sky as if stimulated by something, the muscles on its back cracked, and a pair of flesh wings with mucus suddenly spread out, stirring up a gust of wind.

"Swish!"

With a light flap of its wings, it came in front of Yana.

"Dang..."

The two 'people' collided again. This time Yana was still on top, but the blasphemous ancient beast had wings and did not lose its balance. Instead, it folded in the air and pounced again.

"Your power has increased again."

Bokken narrowed his eyes:

"But for your group of blasphemous knights, this level of power is close to the limit."

"And for the blasphemous ancient beast, it has just begun."

"Yana!"

Looking at the two figures fighting back and forth in the field, he spoke slowly:

"You should not know yet that several elders of the temple have passed the order to destroy the first generation of blasphemous knights. Blasphemous knights born like you will be cleaned up, and they are responsible for doing it."

"Second generation of blasphemous knights - blasphemous ancient beasts!"

"The first generation of blasphemous knights in the temple have been completely cleaned up, including those geishas who are deeply loved by the elders."

"Ah!"

Yana screamed to the sky, her eyes almost turned black, and her anger almost made her lose control of her body:

"Bokken!"

"You...you deserve to die!"

"Boom!"

The violent energy suddenly knocked away the blasphemous ancient beast, and Yana turned her body and pounced on Boken.

"Hmph!"

"Sinner!"

Facing the rushing Yana, Boken showed no fear on his face, but only disgust deep in his bones:

"Your eyes, your hair, the smell on your body, and even the blood flowing in your body are sins."

"You shouldn't exist in this world."

"Bang!"

The soil in front of him suddenly exploded, and two black shadows soared into the sky and collided with the defenseless Yana.

Profane ancient beasts!

And each of these two blasphemous ancient beasts held a strange scimitar in their hands, which suddenly burst out after hiding, and the scimitar directly pierced Yana's body.

Their means of hiding their breath were very good, even Carl could not detect it in advance.

"Yana!"

Carl frowned, and when he was about to make a move, his heart suddenly shuddered, and his body flew sideways for several meters.

"Shua!"

Three black shadows crossed and passed where he was just now.

Profane ancient beasts!

There were actually six blasphemous ancient beasts in the field!

"Go!"

Bokken took a step back, leaving the battlefield to a few people:

"Kill Yana, catch the guardian!"

"Hoo!"

Six blasphemous ancient beasts jumped up at the same time, three rushed to the injured Yana, and three reached out to grab Carl.

They were all very fast, and simple movements in their hands became very lethal.

"Bang!"

A blasphemous ancient beast flew backwards.

Carl clenched his five fingers into a fist, and the fighting spirit around him condensed into substance. He easily blocked the attacks, his face unchanged:

"Don't underestimate me, after all, I am the guardian of the goddess."

Combat skills - dance!

The fighting spirit blessed by the holy breath seemed to have substance, turning into heavy fist shadows, rushing towards the blasphemous ancient beast.

His cultivation of the middle stage of the first stage was clearly revealed at this time.

In terms of strength,

Yana was not as good as Carl.

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang!"

Three blasphemous ancient beasts flew out one after another, one of which had a broken sternum and could not recover in a short time.

Breaking through the encirclement, Carl wanted to rescue Yana with one step, and suddenly a chill arose in his heart.

Hmm?

Danger!

The extreme danger made him tense his flesh in an instant, and a symbol in an excited state also appeared in his palm.

Although it was unclear where the danger came from, this warning sign directly triggered Carl's critical point of survival.

He almost ignored the other people in the field and hid back in the fragments of the divine domain.

Behind him.

The void suddenly darkened.

A black light suddenly appeared.

Black swallowing light does not emit light, but that black light seemed to break the common sense and bloomed a faint black halo.

Just a flash.

The black light appeared at the back of Carl's head, and the next moment it would penetrate his head and wipe out his life.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

"No!"

Yana looked back and saw this scene, her eyes twitched, and she screamed to the sky, but no sound came out.

In an instant.

Countless past experiences in her life flashed through her mind.

When she was young, she was suffering every moment in order to adapt to the blood of the evil god, just to survive.

Every day.

Only when the kind priest told the story of God, would the pain in her body be reduced.

God will save the world.

Including these blasphemous knights with the blood of the evil god.

Countless times of mental brainwashing and will hypnosis made this sentence the root of her support.

God loves the world!

God!

Loves His people.

Yana's piety to God is beyond doubt, even the most pious Templar Knights can't compare.

‘Everything I have belongs to God…’

And God,

has always been an illusory existence in her heart, a spiritual sustenance that no one has ever really seen.

Until…

“God has his own guardians. Sometimes God will visit the guardians. They are the people closest to God.”

“Your mission this time is to protect him and bring the guardian back to the temple.”

The voice of the temple elder echoed in her ears. Yana took the task in a daze, and her heart suddenly jumped.

The guardian,

the person closest to God.

He will save God and save himself.

But now,

the guardian is about to die in front of her, and the despair and collapse instantly overwhelmed her reason.

“Hiss…”

“Hiss…”

Black silk threads appeared out of thin air, like an indestructible blade, mincing the three blasphemous ancient beasts beside her into minced meat.

“Boom!”

The air trembled violently.

Yana’s figure appeared beside Carl as if teleporting, and reached out to grab the black light.

“Bang!”

The energy was surging.

Figures flew out in all directions.

Carl's face was solemn, and he shook his hand to offer the talisman in his hand, and seven balls of flame appeared around him out of thin air.

Seven balls,

only one more than six balls, but it means that the power of the talisman has reached the late stage from the middle stage of the first stage.

During this period of time, he kept refining talismans, and by chance, a late stage of the first stage talisman was born.

Of course,

his refining level is still very low, mainly because the materials are special, so he has the chance to hit the jackpot.

"Boom!"

Seven balls of flame fell downward.

Endless flames surged, and the remaining three blasphemous ancient beasts were instantly burned to ashes.

And a white arm suddenly appeared at the place where Yana was, pulling her to the ground and disappeared.

Escape?

Carl's eyes jumped, and he fell to the ground to check carefully.

Things developed too fast, so fast that he didn't react at all.

From the beginning, Yana fought with the blasphemous ancient beasts, to the appearance of six blasphemous ancient beasts and involved himself.

Immediately, another assassin appeared.

The appearance of the assassin caused Yana to suddenly go berserk and block the fatal blow for herself.

At such a close distance, the continuous fireballs should have hurt the assassin.

But the other party hid behind Yana and avoided most of the attacks, and finally took Yana away.

"See?"

Borken, who had escaped by chance, roared loudly:

"This is why the temple must eliminate a generation of blasphemous knights. Sooner or later, they will become monsters, no matter how docile and pious they were before, they will eventually become monsters!"

"Huh?" Carl narrowed his eyes:

"You mean, the one who assassinated me just now was also a blasphemous knight?"

"Yes!" Borken nodded:

"I didn't notice her when she hid, but as long as she showed up, I was familiar with the smell on her body."

"The existence of blasphemous gods!"

"Traitor!"

"Guardian! Carl!" He looked directly at Carl and shouted:

"Those betrayers will not let you go. They will never allow the goddess to wake up, so come back to the temple with me..."

"Back to the temple?" Carl shook his head, and his tense spirit slowly relaxed:

"Forget it!"

"Since they are all blasphemous knights, then Yana should be fine. You might as well tell me some methods that only guardians can practice, so that when others come to kill me, I have the power to protect myself."

"Don't you think so?"

"Okay!" Boken nodded and suddenly attacked:

"Fall down!"

"Bang!"

Someone fell down.

But it wasn't Carl.

"You don't know your own limits."

Shaking his head, Carl waved his sleeves and drew a mysterious pattern in the field.

"Do you think I can't ask you if you don't tell me?"

"Lord of the Source!"

"Lord of the Myriad Aspects!"

"..."