Wizard, I have a different world.

Chapter 392 Origin of Gods
"Professor Karl, thank you for your help."

Blaise held Carl's hand tightly, with a look of gratitude on his face.

He even opened the car door himself and waited until the car's tail lights were out of sight before he slowly turned around.

"Monica, why are you here?"

"I miss you, don't I?"

Monica shrugged.

"Alas!" Blaise sighed.

"Ever since I graduated from college, I can no longer tell which of your words are true and which are false?"

"..."

Monica stopped smiling.

When they were young, they loved each other deeply and made great sacrifices for each other.

As she got older, she had more and more secrets, and finally she had no choice but to break up with him.

then……

Blaise's look was one she would never forget.

"Let bygones be bygones."

Monica turned around and headed towards the mine:

"You forget that I am a historian, especially interested in 'prehistoric stories'."

"The scarab has appeared in 'Prehistoric Stories'. I heard about it and of course I had to come and see it."

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

"The real historical materials only record the period of more than 600 years. There is a lack of historical materials on the period of the gods before that, let alone the so-called prehistoric stories?"

prehistoric,

Before there was history!
According to legend, it is a time before the birth of the gods, a chaotic period of ancient times.

"Maybe."

Monica smiled:

"Please find a map of the underground mines, especially the area near where the scarab was found."

"You want to go down?" Blaise frowned, but he knew the other party's character and would never back down easily, so he immediately said:
"Wait a minute, you'll need an oxygen mask and a liquid nitrogen gun to go down."

Monica stretched her muscles and did fitness exercises all year round, which allowed her to maintain a tall and graceful body line even though she is nearly 40 years old.

On the other hand, Blaise, who is the same age as him, has obviously changed in size because he hangs out in nightclubs too much.

"Crash..."

The chain slid, and several figures descended underground along the elevator.

"Peng!"

"Boom..."

With a few muffled sounds, the elevator seemed to be stuck somewhere, it stopped heavily and then fell rapidly.

"careful!"

"Cough cough..."

Smoke and dust filled the air.

By the time Blaise waved his hand to blow away the dust, there were already two missing figures on the field.

Monica, Barrow.

…………

"I never thought Miss Monica would be a transcendent." Barrow said as he walked forward, holding a mining lamp in his hand.

"He is still a second-level extraordinary person."

"You should get used to it." Monica followed behind and said slowly:

"As long as you have money, you can buy most things in this world, including things that contain extraordinary powers."

"but me……"

"There's plenty of money."

Barrow nodded.

The Bito Group is the largest concentration of wealth in Fast City. As the eldest daughter of the group, Monica has no shortage of money.

As for the extraordinary people, they need to register with the Night Watch organization...

A large part of his salary is paid by BIT Group. Can he force the other party to register if they don't want to?

"Ms. Monica."

Taking a deep breath, Barrow asked:
"You know anything about scarabs?"

"Ah."

Monica nodded:
"Scarabs were usually created when a pharaoh died to prevent anyone from damaging his body."

"Well……"

“Mostly seen in prehistoric times.”

"Is there really a prehistoric period?" Barrow looked back and frowned.
"The history of the Night's Watch only dates back to the time of the Gods."

"Since the birth of the gods, the history before the gods has been sealed, and the secrets of the past have also been hidden." Monica said as she walked:

“But after the fall of the gods, the things that were once buried gradually surfaced.”

"Just like the tomb below."

The two stopped.

Look at the bronze gate in front.

The mine is about two meters high, but only part of the gate has been dug out. It is roughly estimated that the gate should be five meters high. Thickness...

Barrow reached out and knocked, knowing with his special sense:

"Half a meter thick."

"Get out of the way." Monica took a step forward, her hands gradually became transparent, and she reached out to press the stone door:

"Let's go in first."

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"Prehistoric creatures?"

Carrying the frozen scarab into the laboratory, Carl threw it into the detector and turned on the switch.

With his extraordinary perception, everything about the scarab was no secret to him, but there was one question that remained unanswered.

"Petrified?"

"or it could be……"

"Freeze time?"

When not stimulated by external factors, the scarab takes on the form of a stone sculpture.

Once stimulated, it will quickly transform from stone into a living thing.

Similar to the ability of the first-level creature gargoyle.

And once petrified, the scarab's life will hardly be lost and it can survive for a very, very long time.

But it is not eternal life after all.

"The gods have ruled this world for who knows how many epochs. Even the wizarding world does not have accurate time records."

Carl held his chin with his hand, thinking:
"At least millions of years."

"If this scarab is truly prehistoric, it would represent millions of years of history."

"This method..."

"Level 3 shouldn't be able to do that!"

"Om..."

As Carl gently pressed his hands downward, countless complex spell circuits and witchcraft spells appeared in the laboratory.

As the witchcraft worked, the sealed scarab began to change.

Its limbs were broken down bit by bit, revealing its internal organs, and its basic organs expanded and grew rapidly.

Eventually it turned into something like a naan ball.

"cell?"

"bacteria?"

"..."

"It seems that time has been sealed directly. This is a very clever method, comparable to the time magic of a five-ring wizard."

Carl waved his hand, and the things in front of him were selected and changed, and the secrets hidden in them were revealed one by one.

"The underlying logic is..."

"confusion!"

"It seems that before the birth of the gods, this world did have fifth-level and even sixth-level life forms."

Carl looked solemn:

"This scarab should have another form. The chaos factor in its body will cause some kind of frenzy."

"strangeness?"

"It doesn't look like it's guarding something, it's more like it's used to seal something."

…………

"Boom!"

The heavy bronze door was forcibly opened by modern machinery, and Blaise and his companions walked into a hall covered in dust.

"Oh my God!"

"There is such a place underground?"

“Why didn’t the instruments detect it before?”

"..."

Everyone was whispering, their voices filled with surprise and disbelief.

Blaise was attracted by the two figures who had already entered the hall, and he rushed forward without bothering to observe the surrounding environment.

"Monica, just now..."

"There was an accident with the elevator just now, and we fell down halfway." Monica waved her hand:

“I just happened to find a path leading here.”

"Is that so?" Blaise did not doubt:

"What is this place?"

"A palace, a place to worship ancestors." Monica looked up at the relief above the hall with a complicated look in her eyes:
"It's not about offering sacrifices to gods, but offering sacrifices to one's ancestors."

"Ok?"

Blaise frowned:
"Is something wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong." Monica shook her head slightly:

"I just wondered where the gods came from. After all, the method of worshipping gods is similar to what is happening now."

"It should be that the ancestors appeared first, and then the ancestors protected their descendants, and eventually conquered other places, and the most powerful ancestors became gods."

(End of this chapter)