Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 661 - 19: The Origin of the Divine

"Professor Karl, sorry to trouble you."

Blaze tightly shook Carl's hand, full of gratitude.

He even personally opened the car door and only turned around slowly after the car had driven off out of sight.

"Monica, what brings you here?"

"Can't I come if I miss you?"

Monica shrugged.

"Ugh!" Blaze sighed lightly:

"Since graduating from university, I can no longer tell what's true and what's false when you speak?"

"..."

Monica put away her smile.

When they were young, they loved each other intensely and both made significant sacrifices for each other.

As they aged, Monica accumulated more and more secrets, and ultimately had no choice but to break up with him.

Back then...

Blaze's gaze was something she could never forget.

"Let the past be the past."

Monica turned around and walked towards the mine:

"Don't forget, I'm a historian. I'm especially interested in 'prehistoric stories.'"

"The Holy Beetle once appeared in 'prehistoric stories,' so of course, I had to come and see when I heard about it."

"Prehistoric stories are all lies." Blaze shook his head and followed:

"Real historical records only document a bit over six hundred years. Before that, in the age of the Gods, records are extremely scarce, let alone so-called prehistoric stories?"

Prehistoric,

Before history existed!

An era, it is said, before the birth of the Gods, during the ancient chaos.

"Perhaps."

Monica smiled:

"Please find the map of the underground mine, especially the area around where the Holy Beetle was discovered."

"You plan to go down?" Blaze frowned, but he knew her character. She would never back down easily, so he said:

"Wait a moment, going down requires an oxygen mask and a nitrogen gun."

Monica stretched her muscles, years of fitness had allowed her to maintain a tall, graceful physique even as she neared forty.

In contrast, Blaze, of the same age, had an increasingly changed body due to too much nightlife.

"Clink clink clink..."

A chain slipped, and several silhouettes descended towards the underground along with the elevator.

"Bang!"

"Thud..."

With a few muffled sounds, the elevator seemed to get stuck on something, halted heavily, and then accelerated downward.

"Watch out!"

"Cough cough..."

Dust filled the air.

By the time Blaze waved away the dust, two figures had vanished from the scene.

Monica, Barro.

......

"I didn't expect Miss Monica to be a Transcendent." Barro, holding a mining lamp, said as he walked:

"Moreover, a Second Tier Transcendent."

"You should get used to it." Monica followed, speaking slowly:

"In this world, as long as there's money, most things can be bought, including things containing Extraordinary Power."

"And I..."

"Have a lot of money."

Barro nodded.

The BHP Group was the concentration of wealth in Fast City, and as the eldest daughter of the group, Monica lacked nothing moneywise.

As for Transcendents needing to register with the Night Watcher Organization...

A significant portion of his salary came from the BHP Group. Could they force her if she didn't want to register?

"Miss Monica."

Taking a deep breath, Barro asked:

"Do you know about the Holy Beetle?"

"Yes."

Monica nodded:

"Holy Beetles are typically created when a Pharaoh dies, to prevent others from harming their body."

"Hmm..."

"Commonly seen in the prehistoric period."

"Is there truly a prehistoric period?" Barro looked back, frowning:

"The history within the Night Watcher Organization only records the era of the Gods."

"Since the birth of the Divine, the history before Divine was sealed, and past secrets were hidden." Monica walked on and said:

"However, after the fall of the Gods, those once-buried things gradually surfaced."

"Like the tomb below."

The two stopped.

They looked at a bronze door ahead.

The mine was about two meters tall, yet only part of the door was excavated, roughly estimating the door to be five meters tall.

Thickness...

Barro tapped it, knowing due to his special perception:

"Half a meter thick."

"Step back." Monica moved forward, her hands gradually becoming transparent, reaching to press against the Stone Gate:

"Let's go in and see first."

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"Creatures from the prehistoric period?"

In the laboratory, holding the frozen Holy Beetle, Carl casually tossed it into the analyzer and turned on the switch.

With his Extraordinary Perception, everything about the Holy Beetle was no secret to him, but one doubt remained unresolved.

"Petrification?"

"Or could it be..."

"Frozen time?"

The Holy Beetle, when not stimulated, appeared as a petrified sculpture.

Once stimulated, it would swiftly change from stone to a living creature.

Similar to the abilities of a First Tier Creature, the Stone Statue Ghost.

Moreover, once petrified, the life of the Holy Beetle would barely wane, allowing it to survive for an extremely long time.

But it never was eternal life.

"The Gods ruled this land for unknown eons, and even the Wizard World lacks precise temporal records."

Carl propped his chin, pensive:

"Even if we underestimate, it's millions of years."

"If this Holy Beetle genuinely is a prehistoric creature, it has traversed millions of years."

"These methods..."

"A Third Tier shouldn't achieve this!"

"Buzz..."

As Carl lightly pressed down with both hands, innumerable intricate Magic Circuits and spells appeared within the laboratory.

With the witchcraft operation, the sealed Holy Beetle began to change as well.

Its limbs disassembled piece by piece, revealing internal organs, the fundamental organs swelling and expanding rapidly.

Ultimately transforming into something resembling a bun-like mass.

"Cells?"

"Fungi?"

"..."

"It seems to directly seal time, a very ingenious method, comparable to the time magic of a Fifth Ring Wizard."

Carl waved his hand, and before him, the items floated, shifted, and the hidden secrets gradually unveiled.

"The most fundamental logic is..."

"Chaos!"

"It seems before the birth of the Gods, this world indeed harbored Fifth Tier, even Sixth Tier life forms."

Carl's face showed solemness:

"This Holy Beetle should possess another form, with chaos factors within triggering a certain berserk state."

"Strange?"

"It doesn't seem to guard anything but rather to seal a certain existence."

......

"Boom!"

The heavy copper door was forcibly breached by modern machinery, and Blaze and his group stumbled into a grand hall.

"Oh my god!"

"Such a place exists underground?"

"Why wasn't this detected by instruments earlier?"

"..."

The group murmured among themselves, their voices filled with surprise and disbelief.

But Blaze, however, was drawn to the two figures already in the grand hall, neglecting to observe the surroundings and quickly rushed over.

"Monica, just now..."

"There was a small incident with the elevator, and we fell partway." Monica waved her hand:

"Right in time, we found a small path leading here."

"I see!" Blaze didn't voice any suspicion:

"What is this place?"

"A palace, a place of ancestral rites." Monica looked up at the relief atop the grand hall, her expression complex:

"Not to worship the Divine but to venerate their ancestors."

"Hmm?"

Blaze frowned:

"Is there something wrong with that?"

"Nothing wrong." Monica gently shook her head:

"I just wonder where the Gods came from, after all, the method of worshiping the Divine is similar to what we see now."

"It's likely the ancestors came first, then the ancestors protected their descendants, eventually conquering other regions, and the strongest ancestors became Divine."