The First Magic World War

The Agres Sea was exceptionally beautiful, resembling a vast sapphire, dotted with countless islands. Whether viewed from high above or from the deck of a ship, all that met the eye was picturesque scenery.

Every sailor traveling from the Old Continent to the New Continent would breathe a sigh of relief upon reaching the Agres Sea, as it signified that the New Continent was near, and they could briefly stop to replenish their freshwater and rest for a while.

Ah, sailors returning to the Old Continent also rested here to recuperate from fatigue, but their mood was vastly different. For ships from the New Continent reaching the Agres Sea meant that a longer and more arduous part of their journey lay ahead.

Although the Agres Sea was beautiful, it was not safe. Out of the thirty-six Great Evil Gods of the New Continent, three resided here, including Agmilas. The other two were just as notorious and brutal as Agmilas.

Despite having over ten thousand islands, the Agres Sea was so perilous that only about twenty to thirty islands were inhabited by humans, with only two navigational routes deemed safe.

One was the Christopher Route, and the other was the Ferdinand Route.

The former was the route taken by the great navigator Christopher, who discovered the New Continent on his first voyage there. The latter was pioneered by the first navigator to visit the New Continent and then return to the Old Continent.

Islands inhabited by humans were located along these two routes.

Charles released the seabirds and then severed his connection with them. Without their master's Power of the Evil God, they would only seek the source of the Evil God's power. In the Agres Sea, the only source these birds could find was Agmilas!

He watched the seabirds in the sky, following the direction in which they soared high, and ordered the fleet to sail into the Agres Sea. Their initial direction was along the Christopher Route, but soon the seabirds deviated from this route.

Charles did not hesitate and commanded the fleet to continue following.

Once they deviated from the route, the atmosphere on the ships grew slightly tense.

This expedition was solely for Charles's personal purpose, not for wealth or glory. If it wasn't for his astonishing control over the fleet, any other fleet might have long since exploded due to countless internal conflicts.

On the second day entering the Agres Sea, a mist arose over the sea.

Charles lost that flock of seabirds, but using the same method, he captured a second flock to lead the way, quite certain of the fleet's direction.

Charles was slightly anxious. If he still couldn't find the real Agmillar's Labyrinth, he would be forced to go to the "Evil God Colosseum," which was definitely more dangerous than challenging Agmilas and might even result in him being left alone to fend for himself without the power of the nine Sacred levels.

A fleet consisting of one Legendary Warship and seven Magical Alchemy Warships, even in the two great naval battles conducted by the Four Great Empires in the Sea of Giant Whales, was a force that could tilt the scales of victory.

A fleet heading toward the New Continent had never been of such formidable scale.

After all, most Magical Alchemy Warships were controlled by the Five Great Empires, and even legendary pirates rarely held such powerful forces.

Well, except for old Goat Herolff.

Should Charles lose the support of this fleet, his chances of surviving this crisis would drastically decrease.

Sailing through the mist required vast experience, and to ensure the fleet's safety, Charles had the massive Dolmabahçe Number fall back, allowing the Golden Goat Herolf's Magical Alchemy Warship to scout ahead.

As dusk turned into night and visibility severely worsened, Charles had no choice but to order the fleet to slow down to avoid hitting rocks. He also assigned dozens of Transcendents with special abilities to take turns on duty to ensure the safety of their voyage.

In his room, Charles tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He took out his journal and repeatedly read through "Agmillar's Labyrinth", "Vampire Secret Scrolls", and the "Holy Light Divine State Title Voyage Log", but he couldn't find any details that he hadn't noticed before.

When dawn began to break, Charles simply dressed and went to the terrace of the Emperor Suite. He couldn't help but whisper in a low voice, "Since coming through, I've experienced countless adventures I never dared to imagine before. Yet, if I had the choice, I truly wish I could spend the rest of my life with Anne, living a mundane life."

Charles silently prayed to the Serpent of Destiny, "You who swim through the river of time, understanding all mysteries, mastering transcendent ceremonies, Lord of the Court of Destiny! Can you guide me?"

"I haven't been able to please you for a long time, but if I could return, I would build a Temple of the Serpent of Destiny in every city within the Mecklen Duchy."

He prayed silently for a while but felt no response from the Serpent of Destiny. Believing that in the Agres Sea, the power of the Serpent of Destiny couldn't reach him, he felt slightly disappointed and looked up at the sky.

Then, he saw a sight that was hard to believe.

Countless clouds flowed in the high skies, resembling a silver serpent's tail, gently descending, absorbing the mist that blocked the fleet's path.

Ahead lay endless clear skies, revealing a large island constructed like a palace, majestic and grand in scale!

At the same time, a thought emerged: Charles Mecklen had arrived at the true Agmillar's Labyrinth, ready to begin challenging the Evil God! There are ninety-nine Agmillar's Labyrinths in total, and the one right ahead is the first—the Golden Goat Palace!

After observing for a while, Charles couldn't help but exclaim, "Isn't this St. Michael Island?"

"How could it be the first labyrinth?"

Charles leaped down from the terrace and, with a few bounds, reached the conference room. He then sent a magic communication, summoning all those of Sacred level to a meeting.

In just ten minutes, all the Sacred levels had assembled on the Dolmabahçe Number. The expression on the face of the Golden Goat Herolf was awkward, filled with shock and uncertainty.

Charles stated, "We have arrived at the true Agmillar's Labyrinth. Right ahead is the first labyrinth—the Golden Goat Palace!"

"Once we complete this challenge from the Evil God, we can return to the Mecklen Duchy and enjoy lasting peace."

"Now, who will join me in exploring this labyrinth?"

Old Goat was the first to speak, saying, "I will accompany you."

Andreas added, "I am willing too!"

Charles nodded and said, "Having the two of you is enough."

Since there are ninety-nine labyrinths in Agmillar, the first one, the Golden Goat Palace, wouldn't be too dangerous and didn't require many people. Besides, should any real danger arise, Juno could intervene at any moment.