The First Magic World War

Charles had studied the history and culture of the thirty-seven Blood Clan families during his time at the university.

He knew that vampires held the Three Emperor Clans in the highest esteem.

The Three Emperor Clans were the Asilo Clan, the Arthur Clan, and the Fanga Family.

The Asilo Clan were masters of swordsmanship, ancient and noble; the Arthur Clan's spells were unmatched; the Bloodline Mantra was profoundly mysterious; their Prime Blood Limit was even capable of rivaling the defensive magic of the Radiant Magic Array.

The Fanga Clan were more mysterious than both the Asilo and Arthur Clans—their vampires were loners, seldom holding specific positions in the Byron Empire.

When Charles had examined the documents years ago, he also saw the Fanga Clan's Secret Technique, called the Infinite Mirror Realm, which could create a world within a mirror and allow travel at will. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

The scrolls of Protagora also recorded that he had fought Transcendents from the Fanga Clan three times in his life, each time narrowly escaping death. Had he not carried a type of resin capable of obscuring reflective surfaces, he would have been killed all three times.

Charles was quite certain that the Bloody Vortex, formed in his eyes, was a Fanga Clan Secret Technique; hidden within it, the silver Runes formed a mirror, indeed the Infinite Mirror Realm.

Charles pondered deeply, murmuring to himself, "Could it be that the Fanga Clan's Blood Ancestor is Agmilas? Did he stir no storms in the Old Continent and secretly venture to the New Continent to establish a whole new faith?"

"That doesn't make sense! If the Fanga Clan's Blood Ancestor is Agmilas, how come their abilities appear completely different?"

"Although the Infinite Mirror Realm can traverse the void, and even evolve into a world within the mirror, it seems somewhat similar to a labyrinth and might even share the same essence, but it is not the same power, after all."

"Or perhaps, Agmilas is a descendant of the Fanga Clan's Blood Ancestor?"

"Hmm, I remember..."

"Well, I don't remember what happened when Agmilas encountered Kahnstan, the two Evil Gods."

Charles desperately tried to remember, but only had a vague impression; his soul had been shattered at that time, completely unable to perceive the outside world, naturally, he couldn't know what happened between the two Evil Gods.

Charles had already activated nine Bloody Vortexes, two of which were not recorded in the scrolls of Protagora; he had condensed eight Bloody Runes. Most astonishingly, all three from the Emperor Clans had activated Bloody Vortexes and had begun to condense Bloody Runes; as far as fortunes go, he was now no less than Protagora in his prime.

Charles was very curious about his newly acquired Special Ability.

However, finding mirrors in Machu Picchu was difficult so he had to give up for the time being.

Charles put away his journal, thinking to himself, "If I stay in Machu Picchu, I should have some peace for a while, but... I must do something!"

"Why not lead the Labyrinth Guardians on a nearby patrol, and capture as many beastmen soldiers as possible?"

Having been here for a long time, Charles also generally knew that the war mode of the Old Continent still relied on the outcome of Transcendent duels to determine the victory of a battle.

It was somewhat like the wars in storytelling, where the audience only cares about fierce warriors clashing one-on-one, assuming such duels could decide a war, completely indifferent to who brought how many soldiers, nor believing that civilian officials leading enough soldiers could overpower a superior warrior.

Charles himself had charged alone into enemy ranks and had experienced over a hundred battles, aware that the combat ability of ordinary soldiers was indeed overlooked.

Under Charles's command, the Labyrinth Guardians totaled over a thousand beastmen, including nine Transcendents: five were Hunchback Red Bear Warriors, three were Grinding Mountain Yellow Bear Warriors, and one was a Werewolf—Charles couldn't remember when he had captured him; four of these Bear People were Mid-Level Transcendents, including his newly captured Grinding Mountain Yellow Bear Warrior, named Xiong Wandi!

After turning into Evil Spirits, this Mid-Level Grinding Mountain Yellow Bear Warrior's eyes blazed with a faint blue fire. Charles did not know whether he could see, but in battle, he was as agile as if he were not blind at all.

With this force of over a thousand beastmen Labyrinth Guardians, Charles could even confront a regular army of over ten thousand.

When Sophia Garanord arrived at Machu Picchu, she never expected to find the ancient ruins of the Beastman Kingdom's fortress transformed into their current state.

Taoles and Belisa had both heard of this Strasbourg Rose and were surprised that Charles had brought her here.

As the steward of Machu Picchu, Taoles took these ten-plus students from Sheffield University to bathe and change into new, clean clothes.

When Sophia Garanord reappeared in hunting attire before everyone, even Taoles couldn't help but exclaim, "Miss Garanod, your beauty is indeed as legendary, able to tempt birds to sing upon your shoulder."

With a slight smile, Sophia Garanord responded, "I have also heard of the Laurel Goddess's beauty, sufficient to ignite any man's spirit of duel."

Taoles shrugged her shoulders, actually not at all fond of people dueling over her.

With a graceful figure taller than both Taoles and Anne, Sophia Garanord's eyes, like sapphires, were not tender but carried an unrestrained authority.

This was the first time Charles had seen the true appearance of the Strasbourg Rose; previously, Sophia Garanord had been too disheveled, and he couldn't discern what she was supposed to look like.

The first thing that came to Charles's mind was Empress Catherine.