Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 519 - 26 Fate

Not far from the City of Death stood a bare hill, and on it, two people.

One of them held a transparent object resembling a fish egg, within which Carl’s figure was distinctly visible.

"It’s him." The white-haired, blue-eyed Kidi spoke. "He’s a follower of the God of Slaughter, possessing Second-tier Late Stage strength, and was originally a native of this world."

"Carl," Aiste, who had a carp’s head, said, nodding slowly. "Able to kill the Twin Bait Dragons, his strength must be considerable. Besides, followers of the God of Slaughter excel in combat."

"However, our plan is now comprehensive, and he knows nothing. Once he enters the trap, he’ll definitely have no way out."

"Exactly," Kidi said with a smile. "As more and more Divines dispatch their followers into this world to harvest faith, the Moon Goddess’s barrier will collapse even faster. It was originally thought it would take a hundred years to accommodate Third-tier power, but now it seems Divines could descend here in their true forms a hundred years from now."

"Second Order Middle Stage is already enough to execute several strategies, not to mention that the Black Dragon and Hong Qiu will also take action."

With two Upper-level Vassals of Third-tier Cultivation, plus their group, taking down two natives should be easy.

"Still, we shouldn’t be careless." Aiste, despite his carp’s head, had a good memory. He shook his head as he continued, "I’ve seen the Twin Bait Dragons in action before. Those two working together might not be weaker than Second-tier Late Stage, and Carl managed to kill them... We need to ensure he can’t escape."

"Don’t worry," Kidi said, glancing back. "That woman is tainted with the threads of the God of Fate. Bound by fate, she can never escape."

"Carl." Mei Weiya extended her hand towards a handsome, blond, blue-eyed man and introduced him, "This is Lei An, a follower of the Hunting God. He has brought us techniques for taming wild beasts and growing food. Lei An has already agreed to form an alliance with us."

"Pleased to meet you, Lord Lei An," Carl nodded.

"I’ve also heard of Mr. Karl’s name. The God of Slaughter..." Lei An said, his tone tinged with emotion. "Few worlds can accommodate slaughter. At least, under the rules of a peaceful world, ’it’ is not welcomed."

"Alright." Sensing the provocative implication in Lei An’s words, Mei Weiya clapped her hands and said, "The world rules have relaxed again. Night Owl has received news that the followers of the Dragon Calamity and the God of Water will soon make a move against us. They are all Upper-level Vassals of the Third-tier. Relying on our current strength, we might not be able to withstand them. So, I had Night Owl contact an Upper-level Vassal of the Death God. He has agreed to come as soon as possible, but he requires at least 20,000 believers in exchange."

Lei An chuckled. "Heh. Having been in this world for so long, surely there isn’t anyone who hasn’t even accumulated 20,000 believers?"

Night Owl’s face darkened. Divine’s Favored arrive in this world entirely at random. The ’senior’ he contacted had been unfortunate enough to appear in a lifeless desert. Worse still, a bizarre power there distorted one’s sense of direction. He had wandered inside for nearly a year before finally managing to get out.

"Humph!" Night Owl snorted, his voice muffled. "Without the reinforcements I called, do you really think you’d be confident enough to confront an Upper-level Vassal?"

Lei An just smiled, remaining silent.

It seemed this man was accustomed to belittling others, not just targeting Carl, the native.

"Mei," Mei Weiya said. "You help Lei An find a place. He’s going to choose a site in the city to build a temple soon. As for believers... As long as you don’t engage directly, the rest is up to you all!"

"...Yes," Mei nodded somewhat reluctantly. She had a good temperament and usually wouldn’t openly object even if she disagreed.

"Next, let’s talk about the nearby beast lairs," Mei Weiya said, sitting upright, her voice solemn. "The followers of the Dragon Calamity have spread Dragon Clan Bloodlines in the forest, and many species are transforming into draconic forms. These lowest-Level ’pseudo-dragons’ only have the instinct to Devour, causing a significant impact on the nearby residents."

"Residents?" Carl asked. "Are there still commoners outside?"

"Of course," Mei Weiya shrugged. "Followers need to expand their faith, so they send believers out to connect with ordinary people scattered everywhere. In recent months, we’ve opened routes to cities like Ze City and Muer City. Using cities as points and roads as lines, we spread the word widely. Every day, outsiders enter the City of Death."

"Mr. Karl," Night Owl, who was very respectful towards Carl, explained, "For us, ordinary people are like the resources you Knights use for cultivation. They must be cherished. You’ve been in seclusion, so it’s normal for you to be unaware of what’s happened in the last few months."

Carl nodded slowly.

"Furthermore, there’s the follower of the Flame God residing within the volcano," Mei Weiya continued. "Our multiple attempts to entice him have been ignored. Recently, there are rumors that he plans to join the Dragon Calamity. Plan a strike and eliminate him!"

Carl’s eyes lit up.

That follower of the Fire God, relying on the volcano at his back, was trying to drive up his price with both factions. It seems he has angered Mei Weiya. Perfect. Killing him might also yield some Source Material, perhaps enough to help me push my Holy Demon Transformation to the sixth Level.

「One day.」

"Mr. Karl." As usual, the maid came to report, "Divine Envoy Mei and Divine Envoy Lei An are having a dispute. Her Highness isn’t here today, so we’ll have to trouble you to go resolve it."

"Hmm?" Carl frowned subconsciously and shook his head, exasperated. "Where?"

"The back mountain," the maid said, stepping aside. "I will guide you."

"Very well." Stretching his limbs, Carl briskly unfurled his long-unused Magic Flying Carpet and, with the maid, flew high into the sky.

High above, the maid’s face turned pale. She instinctively clutched Carl’s sleeve and pointed toward the back mountain. "Over there."

Carl turned, and the Magic Flying Carpet veered towards the back mountain.

With his spiritual power, even though the Magic Flying Carpet was not of a high Tier, its speed was still considerable.

The distance of over ten miles passed in the blink of an eye, and the back mountain drew closer.

Huh?

Suddenly, Carl’s brow furrowed, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

The back mountain, which had been steadily drawing nearer, now seemed to be repelled by some kind of force, refusing to get closer. As he flew forward, the mountain retreated.

This is... a barrier!

A chill shot through his heart, and Carl slapped his palm toward the maid beside him.

BANG!

His palm strike hit empty air. The maid’s figure dispersed like a bubble, leaving only a single thread behind. The thread swayed and then silently vanished without a trace.

Meanwhile, Carl sensed a familiar aura nearby, and his body suddenly stiffened.

Ayala?

His daze lasted only a moment. The next instant, he tried to return to the Divine Domain Fragment. Whoever set this trap for me, they definitely won’t stop here. This is most likely very dangerous.

Though Carl was confident, he had no intention of taking risks.

Hmm?

His expression suddenly changed.

I can’t go back!

It was as if something invisible was tethering him; Carl found he couldn’t leave this world. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"Haha..." Just then, a figure appeared, laughing heartily. "After waiting so many days, the fish has finally taken the bait!"