The First Magic World War

The secret technique of Asiluo Clan's Angel's Thorn swordsmanship, in Charles's mind, flowed like a light spring, clear and lucid, revealing the complexities of various sword moves. Previously, he knew only how to use them, knowing what happened but not why it happened, but at this moment, each variation was as clear as day, without the slightest hesitation.

Charles suddenly let out a shrill cry, leaping up, his speed suddenly increased by a third, and his swordsmanship quickened by half.

In one breath, he executed sixteen strikes, the sword light converging like a hatchling dragon taking to the skies, forcefully breaking away from the mysterious knight and soaring into the heavens.

Angel's Twelfth Symphony, Fourth Movement: Wings of the Hatchling Dragon!

This variation in swordsmanship was not about the technique itself but in controlling the Bloody Glory. It allowed the flow of Bloody Glory to increase by thirty percent, manifesting as a thirty percent increase in speed and a fifty percent increase in swordsmanship, making the bizarre transformations of Angel's Thorn, swift as thunder and lightning, even more vivid and thorough.

Having shaken off the mysterious knight, Charles's sword flickered downwards, preventing the mysterious knight from leaping into the air, while a Flame Hand grasped the Hockwell Silver Rhinoceros and fired at Jonathan.

This renowned gun, which once assassinates Archduke Ferdinand, fired a Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet that could change the history of the Old Continent.

Jonathan's smile had not yet faded when he was struck in the head by this shot, his entire skull shattered by the Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet, and his headless body fell to the ground.

Charles dared not linger any longer. After firing the shot, another Flame Hand drew another Hockwell Silver Rhino Mk-10 and fired eight shots in rapid succession, firmly suppressing the mysterious knight on the ground and briefly halting the Guardian Knights who were about to rush into the battle, his whole figure sweeping through the night sky like a giant bat.

He rolled to the ground, applied the Quickness Technique and Spirit Spider Technique, and the newly mastered Fourth Movement: Wings of the Hatchling Dragon, then sprinted towards Silver Pigeon Fort.

The mysterious knight and the Guardian Knights, driven mad, closely pursued him.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Capitalizing on his faster movements, Charles saw Silver Pigeon Fort within sight. Glancing back at the more than ten Transcendents chasing him, a thought crossed his mind. He turned a corner, leading these frenzied, crazed Transcendents, their minds filled only with the desire to kill him due to Jonathan's death.

In the Old Continent, Transcendents were overwhelmingly dominant over ordinary people.

With Insight, Charles attacked again from the back of the South Serif Restoration Army, like entering a land of no one, carrying the more than ten formidable Transcendents crashing through.

In less than half an hour, he had led this group of Transcendents around in a large circle, causing slight disarray in the ranks of the South Serif Restoration Army.

Charles persisted, leading the ten plus Transcendents in continuous circles within the Restoration Army attacking the city. By the time he reached the sixth circle, the army assaulting the city finally collapsed.

Taoles drew a Magic Card: Gale!

It stirred up countless particles of dust, as if someone were pursuing these people.

Dobin decisively ordered the city gates to be opened to chase after the South Serif Restoration Army.

The reversal on the battlefield forced the Transcendents chasing Charles to bitterly abandon their pursuit. The ten plus knights activated Prime Blood Limit to withstand the bullets and arrows chaotically flying across the battlefield and followed the retreating army, leaving the battlefield.

Charles stood on the battlefield, witnessing all this unfold, but was already too exhausted to join the battle.

Although he hadn't been in battle long, he had crossed through the entire South Ceraph Reclamation Army, fought knights of a higher tier, and was chased down like a dog in a humiliating manner. At this point, Bloody Glory was nearly depleted, and his combat strength had plummeted to rock bottom.

The battle lasted until dawn, and Dobin had driven back over a thousand surrendering soldiers.

This time, Charles dared not recklessly accept the surrendered troops. This army was the elite of the South Ceraph Reclaimers, and even if they surrendered temporarily, there was no telling when they might turn against him. Hesitating for a moment, he decided to send these people to Strasbourg for the Empire to deal with them.

However, having endured such a battle gave Charles inspiration. He altered the details in the document originally meant for the Empire, claiming that before their arrival, the elite army of South Ceraph had already seized Silver Pigeon Fort, killed Baron Feilor and his entire family, and looted all of the baron's wealth, leaving no one alive. He had led his army to fight ferociously and had only just recaptured Silver Pigeon Fort, but alas, not a single body of the poor baron's family could be found. Maybe these people from South Ceraph had taken their heads back to the Southern Seraph Territory to boast of their military exploits, and he couldn't reclaim the baron's wealth either.

Charles felt that this altered document was more perfect than his previous drafts. He then dispatched five combat squads to escort these thousand plus prisoners, report the battle results, and also sent his document back. Stay updated via empire

Having dealt with this matter, he returned to Silver Pigeon Fort. The journal conveyed another thought: Charles had repelled the Southern Selav Army three times, but since he had left Silver Pigeon Fort, the maze-ification had failed. Charles Meklen, acting temporarily as the commander at Silver Pigeon Fort, was resisting the Southern Selav Restoration Army, meeting the requirements to set up a third maze. Silver Pigeon Fort was about to launch its second maze-ification, and he must withstand eighteen attacks from the Southern Selav Army in the meantime, without leaving or surrendering.

Charles was greatly discouraged, thinking, "Can it ever be good again?"

"I fought so hard to repel the Southern Selav army, and just because I counterattacked outside the fort, my previous three battles are wiped clean?"

"Moreover, I remembered adding NPCs was supposed to speed up the maze-ification process. Why does it work in Machu Picchu but not in Silver Pigeon Fort?"

"Is this thing secretly biased against me?"

As Charles was indignant, the journal slightly vibrated again, conveying another thought: Charles Meklen had already defeated the Southern Selav Restoration Army once, and after maze-ification, he would gain a passage that directly connects to Machu Picchu.

This boosted his mood slightly.

"If I can connect to Machu Picchu, transporting the baron's wealth would be much easier."

"Pah! If Silver Pigeon Fort were maze-ified, why would I need to transport the wealth?"

"The entire Silver Pigeon Fort is mine. Even if the baron has heirs, they can only manage the superficial Silver Pigeon Fort, not the real one."

Charles was fantasizing about how wonderful his days would be once Silver Pigeon Fort also became a maze.

Unexpectedly, the journal vibrated once more: The count has been completed, exceeding the numeric understanding limit, please enter the NPC number manually.

It was then that Charles understood why, despite having so many people in Silver Pigeon Fort that could theoretically be turned into NPCs, the maze-ification process hadn't increased.

Considering that Silver Pigeon Fort was a city from the late Middle Ages and not that large as a baron's domain, he carelessly filled in a number, 586,000, on the journal. The third page of 'Agmillar's Labyrinth' disappeared, never to make a sound again.

Charles waited and waited, but the journal remained silent, prompting him to notice that the third page of 'Agmillar's Labyrinth', which should have disappeared, had only just now vanished. He sighed and thought, "This damn maze has quite a few bugs!"