Wizard, I have a different world.

Chapter 400 Son of Destruction
The white dove flapped its wings and flew between heaven and earth, and all living things passed by its eyes at astonishing speed.

next moment.

Space stagnation.

The white dove turned back into Ray Miller's figure, tapped the ground with his bare feet, and appeared in Carl's laboratory.

"This is not a place where you can just come casually."

Carl was observing a few drops of blood wriggling. When he noticed something strange, he turned around and shook his head helplessly:
"Please let me know before you come next time."

"Karl."

Remiel looked serious:
"You did it?"

"what?"

"Son of Destruction!"

?

Carl shrugged.

"I do not understand what you mean."

"Every time you appear, you bring disaster." Remiel's face was gloomy:

"The gods fell because of you, the vampires were born because of you, and now there is the Son of Destruction..."

"It has nothing to do with me." Karl waved his hand hastily:

"When I gave you the God-killing Spear, I already warned you that it was very dangerous."

"Especially for the gods!"

"I just brought something here. What the final result will be is your business."

"..." Remire clenched his hands, took a deep breath and asked:

"Where is the Son of Destruction?"

"Not with me." Karl said:

"Being able to break the curse of the gods and isolate the divine power is also not something I can do."

"Carl, my friend." Ray Miller sighed and played the emotional card:

"The Son of Destruction must die, otherwise the world will be destroyed because of his existence."

"You should be aware of the consequences!"

"That's a good question." Carl smiled.
"Killing one person can save countless others, but that person is innocent. As an angel, would you do it?"

"Ray Miller!"

"You have deep feelings for ordinary people in this world, which is completely different from the gods."

Carl has been observing other powerful people in this world. Several elders of the Temple of the Gods are working hard to resurrect the gods. Only Remiler wants to protect the reproduction of mankind and has no motivation to resurrect the gods.

this point,

It's really different.

"I don't know what you want, but even the vampires won't allow the Son of Destruction to exist." Remiller looked at Carl deeply:
"goodbye!"

Before she finished her words, the void where she was began to twist and fold, and she disappeared from the spot in an instant.

This method is extremely terrifying.

In the Eastern Kingdom continent, Remiele can travel to almost any place at will and appear in different places at the same time. This is a skill required by the peak sixth level, and even Carl cannot do it.

Do not!
Not only Carl, only Ray Miller in this world can do it!
Watching the other party leave, Carl shook his head slightly, his gaze looking through the void towards a chaotic area.

over there,
A painting scroll is quietly suspended.

…………

Picture scroll world.

"Wow...wow..."

The baby kept crying, and the two adults, who were new to being a father and a mother, were in a panic.

"Why do you keep crying?"

"Are you hungry?"

"You can't keep breastfeeding. If you eat too much, your stomach will swell."

"..."

The two of them were busy and chattering at the same time. They finally coaxed the child to sleep and couldn't help but smile at each other.

"very nice!"

Monica lies in Blaise's arms:
"How great would it be if life could go on like this forever?"

"We don't mind." Compared to Monica's comfort, Blaise, as a father, frowned:

"What about the two children?"

"They need to grow up and be exposed to the outside world, and... we can't always be with them."

at least,

He can't.

Monica's eyes dimmed.

This was the same reason why she rejected Blaise. The long life span naturally separated the two of them.

child……

Their children are just ordinary people, without inheriting the abilities and lifespan of vampires, and will die as well.

Turn them into low-level vampires that belong to you?
No!

Monica shook her head hastily.

There was silence for a moment.

"never mind."

Blaise spoke first, with a hearty smile:
"Let's not talk about unhappy things. As long as our family is together, it doesn't matter where we live."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and the loud noise even shook the surrounding mountains.

"It's thundering?"

"Why is there thunder here?"

The two men stood up suddenly and looked up at the sky.

"Blaze!"

"Monica!"

"can you hear?"

A loud voice rang out from the air, stirring in the world of the scroll and making people's eardrums buzz.

"Professor Karl?"

The familiar voice startled the two of them, and Blaise spoke in surprise:
"Really Carl?"

"it's me."

Carl pushed aside the clouds and revealed his face in the scroll world. His face was bigger than the mountains in the sky.

"This scroll world is a little weird. The three forces are intertwined. Even I can't unravel it in a short time."

"Two days have passed since you disappeared outside. How long has it been inside?"

Looking at the giant face in the sky, the two were stunned. It took a long time before Monica came back to her senses.

“It’s been almost a year here.”

"One year?"

Carl nodded:

"You have children?"

"I can't see what's happening in the scroll world, I can only hear the sounds."

"Got it." Blaise smiled.

"A boy and a girl, twins."

"Congratulations!" Carl said:
"I will adjust the time first. Before I remove the seal, you can enjoy the happy life of your family of four."

?

"Karl."

Blaise frowned:
"What do you mean?"

"Blood races cannot have children." Carl said, his cheeks slowly receding:
"Your child is called the Son of Destruction. I will teach you some knight training methods."

“I hope I can change my fate.”

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Polar.

A meteor streaked across the night sky and fell into the eternal darkness of the polar night.

Dozens of miles away from the landing point, the scientific researchers who were conducting polar expeditions withdrew their sights.

"Professor, a meteor fell."

"meteor?"

An old man with a white beard walked out of the tent, and the air he exhaled turned into white mist in the severe cold weather:
"Why is there a shooting star?"

As a top professor in the industry, he had inevitably come into contact with the extraordinary world, and he knew very well that it was impossible for a meteor from the material world to fall into this area sealed by the gods.

"I'll make a call."

After thinking about it, he turned back to the tent, took out the communication equipment, and reported the situation to the nearby military district.

"go!"

After packing up his things, he waved to several students:

“Drive over and take a look.”

"Yes."

There are not many dangers on the snowfield, and as scientific researchers with an exploratory spirit, they will not miss this opportunity.

…………

half a month later.

"Professor Karl."

Two men in military uniforms appeared at the academy and took out a document and said:

"The Federation needs your help."

(End of this chapter)