The First Magic World War

The labyrinth transformed from this ancient painting had just covered the skies above Black Phoenix City when Georgiadi Hadrian shattered it with a single spear thrust. He said indifferently, "Just a minor trick of summoning the Evil God!"

"What use could it possibly serve?"

Charles looked at "Agmillar's Labyrinth." This ancient painting added twenty-three pages of labyrinth to his possession, filling his heart with wild elation. He poured all the pages into his eyes, and where there had only been four silver mirrors, the impact of the ten-plus pages of "Agmillar's Labyrinth" quietly condensed a fifth one.

Charles immediately sensed that he had acquired another special ability—Mirror Shadow!

Mirror Shadow could reflect any enemy, even himself, into an illusory figure capable of briefly possessing power rivaling the original. Naturally, the limit could not exceed Charles himself.

Without hesitation, Charles continued to pour "Agmillar's Labyrinth" into his gaze, but this time, even after the last page was gone and only the cover remained, the Bloody Rune of the fifth Infinite Mirror Realm still had not condensed.

Charles glanced at the sky, then tore up another ancient painting.

Georgiadi Hadrian couldn't be bothered to take another look this time; with a nonchalant thrust of his spear, he broke the freshly emerged labyrinth above.

At the end of the labyrinth, the Evil God roared furiously, never having been so humiliated.

Without any hesitation, Charles tore up more than ten ancient paintings he had exchanged from Tumishen, one after another. Labyrinths and shadows of the Evil God Agmillar kept appearing in the sky, but each time ended the same way, shattered by Georgiadi Hadrian's spear.

Each time, Charles could sense Agmillar's fury!

The Evil God must be close to madness.

He had never imagined someone repeatedly summoning him only to destroy his manifested labyrinth over and over again. He even tried to forcefully transfer his Evil Force, but each and every time, regardless of how much Evil Force he transferred, it was effortlessly shattered by someone.

When the last summoning vanished, the Labyrinth Evil God became bewildered. It roared interminably, utterly unable to comprehend the thoughts of these mortals. What exactly did they want to do? Toy with him?

Toy with the Evil God?

How could that be possible?

Agmillar racked his brain but couldn't understand what exactly was happening on the distant Old Continent.

After more than ten consecutive shatterings of the labyrinth, for someone of Georgiadi Hadrian's Peak Holy Order, the mere aura of an Evil God was nothing to fear. Charles no longer had any ancient paintings and could not summon the Evil God's labyrinth again, so Georgiadi Hadrian rejoined the battle. His will to fight only grew more intense after being repeatedly obstructed by the Evil God's labyrinth. Even with the assistance of the Holy Light Divine State Title, Kratos continued to be pushed back, barely able to resist.

This count, who had never revealed his fame on the continent, even exceeded the reputed strongest of the Five Great Empires at this moment.

Charles kept feeding "Agmillar's Labyrinth" into the Infinite Mirror Realm, and after reaching ×5, he discovered this ability was like an infinite abyss. He had no idea how many pages of "Agmillar's Labyrinth" he had fed in, but there was no further reaction from the five silver Bloody Runes.

Only after he had possibly fed in more than a hundred pages of "Agmillar's Labyrinth" did his eyes suddenly sting sharply. He faintly heard the sound of a mirror shattering, and the sixth silver Rune-formed mirror emerged before his eyes.

Infinite Mirror Realm ×6!

Charles gained his sixth special ability—Mirror Sprite!

Mirror Sprite could transform any creature into a Mirror Sprite, serving as an assistant of sorts. Commonly known as the "Steward of the Infinite Mirror Realm World," it is quite similar to a Magic Contract, but there is only one slot for life. Only when the existing Mirror Sprite dies, leaving a slot vacant, can another Mirror Sprite be transformed.

Charles poured all the derived pages of "Agmillar's Labyrinth" into the Infinite Mirror Realm, but the seventh Bloody Rune did not appear, nor did a seventh silver Rune-formed mirror in his eyes!

Charles put away his diary and looked up at the sky. He wanted to join the fight, but even his last efforts failed to break through the Sacred level limit.

Charles felt he was just a bit short of breaking through the Sacred level. He let out a low roar, a surge of frustration wanting to erupt, but his rational heart told him to stay steady, to avoid any impulsiveness.

Just then, a light darker than the night sky shot down from above, and a Black Knight's Lance targeted Georgiadi Hadrian!

The gloom in Charles's heart instantly lifted, and he yelled, "Antonio!"

Although Antonio, who had come to join the battle, was repelled by Georgiadi Hadrian's spear, he handled himself with ease. He even managed to raise the darkness to greet Charles before plunging back into the fray.

The difference between Tenth Grade and the Twenty-Fourth Grade was just one grade, but the gap was vast as heaven and earth.

Even with the Holy Light Divine State Title, Kratos was still being driven back, but when Antonio joined in, the situation was quickly reversed, and together they turned the tide of battle.

If it were a one-on-one battle, whether it was Kratos aided by the Holy Light Divine State Title or Antonio wielding the night, neither would be a match for Georgiadi Hadrian. But once the two of them joined forces, even this newly risen greatest War God of the continent couldn't help but sigh at the vast expanse before him, feeling a sense of helplessness.

Georgiadi Hadrian had recently exhibited his talent, which was the demeanor of a top-tier general. Knowing of Antonio's arrival, it had become absolutely impossible to kill Charles. With a roar, Georgiadi Hadrian sent Antonio flying with a thrust of his lance and slowly retreated.

As he stepped out of the battle, since the Holy Light Divine State Title was immovable, Kratos naturally couldn't pursue. With only Antonio remaining, he wisely chose not to chase and instead guarded near Black Phoenix City.

After Antonio's reinforcements arrived, both sides held the intent to withdraw, tacitly striking in a way that allowed their own Sacred level fighters to leave the fray. Once all Sacred levels had left the battle, Georgiadi Hadrian led the last of the Black Phoenix elite toward the direction of the sea.

Before leaving, Georgiadi Hadrian raised the Knight's Spear high, pointing it at Charles. With his other hand, he made a violent slashing motion across his throat, signaling a throat-cutting gesture.

Charles was slightly surprised; such gestures did not exist on the Old Continent. This gesture was a frequent fixture in his novels, and he would occasionally use it in daily life as well, considering it was simple yet overwhelmingly powerful.

Charles had never imagined that one day, someone would make such a menacing gesture at him!

In response, Charles gave the middle finger.

Georgiadi Hadrian casually pushed his thumb downward and then left with his followers.

Antonio landed beside Charles and whispered, "These gestures are all originals from your novels. This guy must be a fan of your work!"

An idea suddenly sprouted in Charles's mind, thinking, "Could this guy's tactic that defeated the alliance of four nations also have been learned from my novels?" He immediately dismissed this ridiculous thought; after all, the original author of those novels probably wasn't capable of commanding troops, and was likely a complete military novice.

How could anyone learn military knowledge from a book?

Charles said, "You arrived just in time!"

"If you were any later, my... my Sacred level might have been completely wiped out."

Charles looked at the seven Sacred level corpses on the ground, his heart aching beyond measure.

Of the four nobles who had sworn allegiance to him, two had died, leaving only two counts. Of the six surrendered Sacred levels, four had perished, and one was an underling of Duchess Meisu.

On Georgiadi Hadrian's side, the number of Sacred levels who died was roughly equal to those of Charles's forces. However, the fallen Sacred levels had all been "fed" to the Holy Light Divine State Title, leaving hardly any corpses behind.

Well, of the ten Sacred levels originally under his command, those who left Vigo were far too weak, sustaining heavy injuries without a single fatality, even Andreas remained active.

In fact, looking at the battle, the youngest Sacred level of Black Phoenix had also improved, stepping into the twentieth grade Transcendent.

Antonio looked at the more than twenty Sacred levels beside Charles and couldn't help but ask, "How did you manage to gather so many Sacred levels?"

Charles lightly replied, "This is what is called 'many helpers make light work!'"

"Our actions are righteous; we are fighting for everyone's future, not for power and personal desires, so comrades who share this belief will only continue to grow in number."

Antonio had one thought, "I'm such an idiot! I knew he would boast. Why did I even ask? It's like asking for humiliation."

Regardless, Antonio's arrival was extremely timely. Had he not come, Georgiadi Hadrian would definitely have clashed with Charles to the bitter end, and the outcome is predictable. Certainly, Charles's men would have been utterly decimated.

Of course, Count Georgiadi Hadrian would have had to pay a price as well.

However, in Count Georgiadi Hadrian's heart, his country was gone, his hometown lost, and his Emperor dead. Life and death mattered little now; he himself hardly wanted to live on.

In this regard, Charles felt a certain empathy.

Antonio quickly changed the subject, saying, "Father sent me to protect you. You cannot take any more risks during this time. We've taken control of Black Phoenix City, our biggest trump card, and the greatest spoils of the division of Black Phoenix."

Charles, wary, responded, "His Majesty the Emperor of Brittany has stated before that any land I conquer is mine to keep, and no one can take it from me."

Antonio couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Father, of course, won't go back on his word, but the other three countries might not agree. So we also need to be cautious of our allies."

Charles nodded, and told his Sacred levels, "Anyone from Byron, Inglima, or the Lionheart Dynasty who tries to enter Black Phoenix City, kill them all. Don't listen to a word they say."

Antonio couldn't help but say, "There's no need to be so suspicious and apprehensive."