Wizard, I have a different world.

Chapter 398 Evil God
Ace held a potato roll dipped in cream sauce in his right hand and a small cup of milk tea in his left hand, sipping it slowly.

"good to eat!"

"Really delicious!"

She was smiling happily, like a child who had tasted delicious food, with an innocent smile on her face.

But Barrow did not dare to be careless, as he had experienced the extreme malice from this "girl".

evil!

confusion!

That's Ace's true nature.

"It seems that I am the real child of destiny." Licking the cream at the corner of his mouth, Ace said slowly:
"Although I don't believe in destiny, being the first to be resurrected in this era means having everything."

"Well……"

She took another bite of the potato roll, looking very happy:
"Although the body of a mortal is very weak, the mind is full of imagination. I have never eaten such good things in my time."

"Then take your time to eat." Barrow smiled and ordered some more snacks, filling the table.
"We're in no rush."

He quietly moved his feet and rubbed them lightly on the ground.

This is a necessary way for the Night Watchmen to leave messages. There is no energy fluctuation at all, but it can be detected by the organization.

Ace seemed not to notice his little action. He smiled and tasted the delicious food in his hand, and even burped.

"Comfortable!"

"It's worth it that I've been trapped for so many years."

"This continent was transformed so well by those gods, but now they want to give it to me for free."

"Well……"

As if she had thought of something, she tapped the table with her fingers, and a piece of paper covered with words appeared out of thin air.

"brat."

She looked at Barrow:
"Read what's on it."

"...Yes." Barrow picked up the paper expressionlessly, and read reluctantly:

"The source of chaos, the fountain of desire, the master of the cycle of life and death..."

Ok?
Why does this feel so familiar?

It seemed that Professor Carl had also made himself read something similar.

These are the names of the ancient god Ace, so what is it that Professor Carl asked him to read?
Barrow felt strange, but he didn't notice that Ace's expression was getting colder and his face was getting darker.

"enough!"

Her voice sank:
"Damn it!"

"Uh..." Barrow stopped talking:
"what happened?"

"It seems that the human emperor not only indirectly killed the gods by swallowing the God-killing Spear." The ancient god Ace said in a cold voice:
"He also made some changes to you humans, making the creatures of this continent inert to faith. It is difficult for gods to gain faith through you."

"What a trick!"

"He can actually transform all living things. No wonder he can kill the gods. This person is probably not an ordinary person."

For gods, having no faith is like having no source of power and they can never become stronger.

but……

"It doesn't matter!"

Ace laughed softly, his voice cold:
"Just start over. In the history of the gods, world-destroying disasters happen every once in a while."

As long as she obtains the divine power left by the six superior gods, she will be able to stand at the top of this continent.

By the time,
All it takes is a world-destroying disaster to create a new human race. This is nothing for a peak sixth-order powerhouse.

Moreover,

If all goes well, she will most likely become level seven.

"What a cute little girl."

The vendor came up to him at some point and greeted Ace with a smile:

“Can I take a picture?”

"Take a photo?" Ace raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." The stall owner smiled.
"My child has always been reluctant to have children, saying that children are troublesome. I want him to see that there are cute children like you."

"Maybe after seeing this he'll be willing to have kids."

"No need." Barrow stood up hurriedly and waved his hand:

"You go about your business."

"No." Ace put down the things in his hands:

"bring it on."

Barrow froze.

The stall owner looked at the two of them strangely. In his opinion, Barrow should be the little girl's father, or at least an uncle or some other elder. He never expected that the person making the decision would be the little girl.

"Well."

After hesitating for a moment, the stall owner took out his camera, found a suitable angle and pressed the button on Ace.

"Crack!"

This is a point-and-shoot camera, and the pictures slide down from below.

The stall owner took the photo and looked down in surprise. There was no little girl in the photo, only...

"Uh……"

"Peng!"

The stall owner's body trembled and suddenly shattered into a pool of blood, as if a high-explosive bomb hidden in his body had been ignited.

Mortals cannot look directly at God!
"what!"

"What's going on?" "..."

Such a scene suddenly happened on the busy street, and the passers-by were frightened and screamed wildly.

"What's it called?"

Ace growled:

"All of you, go to hell!"

"die!"

As the word "death" came out, the scene suddenly became quiet, and then one figure after another fell to the ground silently.

"you!"

Barrow's face turned pale, and he glared at Ace with gritted teeth:

"why?"

"Because it's fun."

Ace jumped off the chair, and paced among the corpses with his hands behind his back:
"Besides providing faith to the gods, humans are only qualified to be toys."

"Comfortable!"

"..." Barrow's body was trembling. He felt extremely powerless looking at the corpses all over the ground. Finally, he sighed and followed.

"You killed Blaise and Monica?"

"How come?" Ace smiled and shook his head:

"I have cast a curse, but Monica is a vampire, the mortal enemy of the gods, so of course I can't let her go easily."

"They are in a chaotic and twisted place where they don't have to worry about survival."

"Ok?"

Ace frowned:

"I think I did something wrong?"

"never mind."

"It doesn't matter!"

With her current strength, in an era when the gods have fallen, nothing can threaten her existence.

…………

Picture scroll world.

Because when it was sealed, it was in the core area where two gods were fighting, and Ace casually cast a layer of barrier that had been lost in ancient times, causing the flow of time inside to be different from that in the outside world.

Blaise and Monica cut down trees and built a wooden house in the forest. There was a stream not far away.

There are fish in the stream, animals in the forest, and plenty of fruits on the trees, so there is no need to worry about food and drink.

The two of them lay on the homemade rocking chairs, looking at the sky leisurely.

"Free days..."

Monica smiled and said:
“It’s not bad actually.”

"Yes." Blaise nodded:

"I would rather live here forever. Although it is monotonous, it is also fulfilling."

"Honey." Monica touched her slightly bulging belly:

"I've gained weight during this time."

"Maybe she's pregnant." Blaise tilted his head:

"Just a fat belly?"

"It's impossible to get pregnant." Monica shook her head:

"We have been cursed by the gods and will never be able to give birth to offspring. Our ancestors have tried every possible way but have only been able to give birth to low-level blood races, those 'vampires' who cannot see the sun."

"Really?" Blaise didn't care.

"Maybe there will be accidents, but I am looking forward to the birth of our child."

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College.

"Ace."

Barrow looked unhappy:

"Why did you come here?"

Looking at the college students coming and going, their energetic faces were covered with a layer of black deathliness without me noticing when.

If something goes wrong here...

Barrow's heart skipped a beat.

"Although I don't like wizards, I agree with what they said." Ace licked the lollipop and said:
"knowledge is power!"

"I have been imprisoned for too many years. Even though I have learned some things from the memory of the devoured Singer, I still missed too much."

"Come here and take a look to make up for what's missing."

While talking.

The two have already walked into the library.

It was class time and there were not many people in the library. When we got to the third floor cultural and historical area, the number of people was even smaller.

"Barrow."

A familiar voice sounded:
"Why are you here?"

"Professor Karl!"

Barrow turned around and glanced at him hastily:
"I have something to do, you go do your thing."

(End of this chapter)