The First Magic World War

Charles looked back and could vaguely make out a mountainous creature floating on the sea amidst the endless storm. It appeared and disappeared in the storm, its form obscure and bizarre, impossible to clearly discern.

He drew his hand across his neck in a threatening gesture.

The chance to threaten an Evil God wasn't frequent, and Charles was intent on seizing the moment. What if he could win the favor of fate just this once?

He owed the Serpent of Destiny many favors of fate already and had also borrowed a large sum from Amon, the rebel son. Charles was certain the Serpent of Destiny had done this deliberately. How else would it allow Amon to borrow recklessly, and in his name?

Of course, it was also possible that it was his mockery of the Serpent of Destiny's lack of numeracy that provoked this minor divine punishment.

Although he squashed the blasphemous thought as soon as it surfaced in his brain, replacing it with loyalty and faith, and even wrote down the principles of arithmetic...

Hmm, it seemed the implication of mocking the little snake's numeracy just got stronger!

Even though the world didn't commonly practice the throat-slitting gesture, the Evil God hidden in the storm clearly understood the provocation. It grew restless, stirred the storm, and chased after them.

Just as Charles was about to order the fleet to speed up, Juno and Emilia took to the air, and in unison, they chanted, "All that I point to turns to ash, all that I see to dust, all that I behold like smoke vanishes."

The storm that touched the sky and earth was blown apart by two annihilating forces, revealing the true form of "It."

"It" looked like a huge pile of floating sea garbage, made from the remains of countless sea creatures, wreckages of ships, various mud and soil, and tangled sea plants, a sight that was simply nauseating.

Charles raised his Rattlesnake and fired a shot!

Though the bullet carved a deep pit into the body of the Divine Creature, It was so massive that the pit was barely a pinprick.

Charles shook his head and said, "It doesn't have an Evil God's aura!"

Juno gracefully descended and said with a slight smile, "It has yet to reach the level of Isemeren."

The Divine Creature seemed frightened by the two Blood Clan's Great Prophecies and hurriedly hid itself back into the storm, not daring to pursue them any longer.

Charles shook his head. Isemeren had long since perished, and Agmilas had been restrained by three Evil Gods. These two Evil Gods weren't in their normal states. Although this Divine Creature was far less powerful than the two Evil Gods, it was fully intact. A battle would inevitably be tough.

He had been out for a long time and was anxious to return to Fars. After all, his departure was to resolve the crisis of Agmilas's arrival. Now that the crisis was resolved, and even Agmilas was dealt with, he should return to Fars and earnestly request His Majesty Emperor McLaren Brittany to marry Princess Anne to him, and from there on to live a life of endless happiness.

Charles said indifferently, "A mere Evil God! Not worth wasting time on. Let's head back."

Even Juno had been tricked by Charles...

"An insignificant Evil God, not worth wasting time on? Is this the sort of thing an ordinary mortal should say? Doesn't it seem like the kind of attitude another Evil God would have?"

Juno was very convinced that Charles had not yet ascended to the Sacred level, but he would become an Evil God sooner or later.

Hmm, the Charles family of "seven" members, apart from him, were all Evil Gods...

The Mecklen Fleet soon left the storm behind, and the subsequent journey was without alarm or danger. The Sea of Giant Whales became safer the closer it got to the Old Continent because the closer to the Old Continent, the nearer to the realm of the nine True Gods.

Charles even, in his eagerness to get home quickly, left the Ghost Fleet behind to follow at its own pace, taking only four Legendary Warships, seven Magical Alchemy Warships, and eleven Ancient Magic Warships, accelerating all the way!

On the way, Charles formed two more Bloody Vortexes.

Originally, Bloody Glory could only form thirteen Bloody Vortexes, but he had later acquired secret techniques from the Arthur Clan and the Van Gaal Family, which allowed him to form two additional Bloody Vortexes, reaching an unprecedented total of fifteen. Charles could even feel that the Bloody Glory inside of him had reached a "boiling point," just one step away from a breakthrough, but he could never take that critical step, nor did he know what the problem might be?

Charles had sought advice from Juno, who always said, "Ascending to the Sacred level requires a delicate insight, you're just a bit short on life's realization."

Charles was not entirely convinced, always feeling that his teacher was hiding something, not telling him everything. Especially when he saw Vigo, he always wanted to complain, "Even a thing like Vigo can ascend to the Sacred level, I should have ascended long ago!"

Charles had also pondered repeatedly, scrutinizing Bloody Glory and diligently studying the secret techniques of the Three Emperor Clans, though his strength continued to improve, even surpassing the peak that Level Eighteen could reach, he still couldn't feel the opportunity for ascension.

Charles had also tried to ask the Serpent of Destiny, which directly deducted a share of the joy from his fate, deterring him from making the same mistake again.

After all, it did seem a bit improper to inquire how to become a Blood Clan's Sacred level from one of the nine True Gods.

After all, the Blood Clan is regarded as Evil Wraiths, with several Blood Ancestors as Evil Gods.

Soon, the fleet, comprised purely of Legendary Warships, Magical Alchemy Warships, and Ancient Magic Ghost Warships, arrived at Song Spirit Island. Charles did not stop for repairs in other cities on the island but bypassed Song Spirit Island, planning to stay at Cappadocia for a few days to resupply the fleet's fresh water before setting off for Fars.

When this fleet appeared at Cappadocia, the people of the small town were at first panicked, as no one had ever seen so many Legendary Warships, let alone Magical Alchemy Warships and Ancient Magic Ghost Warships. However, when the residents of Cappadocia City saw the flags of the Mekren Family waving, the small town's citizens boiled with excitement, and countless ships came out to welcome Charles, who would grace their loyal Cappadocia.

When Charles set foot on land, Cruz and Captain Simon came together. Cruz had become the manager of this city, and Simon the manager of the port. The two had managed the city very efficiently, making it extremely prosperous.

Now, the population of the city had swelled to three hundred thousand, even with a large number of people being distributed to other cities on the island. Charles often sent people here, indirectly promoting the city's prosperity.

With abundant labor, the protection of the Empire Rose Fleet—the strongest in Fars, and over a thousand merchant ships forming a fleet going back and forth between the mainland, Inglima, and even the New Continent, Cappadocia had become the most famous commercial city in the Sea of Giant Whales.

Upon asking about Menilman, Charles learned that this senior sister was on St. Michael Island. After pondering for a while, he decided to visit her tomorrow.