The First Magic World War-Chapter 246 - : 241, Black Moon Goddess above

Chapter 246: 241, Black Moon Goddess above

Charles had just realized that the city he had lived in for two or three years was harboring such formidable power.

Apart from that widowed princess who deliberately released the painting depicting the visage of the overseas Evil God, no Sacred Order Supernatural person had made a move yet. It seemed as though even the princess had acted specifically to destroy that painting.

More likely, it was to buy time for the activation of numerous miracles.

The miracles left by these nine True Gods alone were enough to steadily withstand the Great Wind Technique employed by more than ten beastmen of the Sacred Order shamans.

He had thought that attractions like the Door of Radiance or the Lantern Tower were simply slightly mystical, merely scenic spots, just places for people to visit daily!

Who would have thought that these miracles left by the gods could also function to protect the city?

The beastmen’s Sacred Order shamans, flickering in and out of visibility high in the sky, showed no signs of giving up. They continued to desperately invoke their spells. Regardless of how vast the winds of heaven and earth were, or how thick the dust they whipped up, they could never penetrate Strasbourg.

The world seemed chaotic, with only a small orb of light at the very center.

Charles watched for quite a while, unsure of the outcome. The small hill they occupied provided a wider view but also subjected them to stronger winds. As time passed, the gale near Strasbourg grew fiercer, and many ordinary beastmen and college students yet to advance to Supernatural status were struggling to cope.

Sophia Garanord couldn’t help but suggest, “We should take cover; otherwise, things could get very bad.”

Charles hummed in agreement and swiftly directed everyone to descend the hill and use the mountain to shield against the fierce winds.

This group of hundreds found shelter behind the small hill, and indeed, the situation improved greatly. Despite still being tough, it was now much better than on the mountain peak, or even on flat ground.

Charles was not proficient in defensive spells, his intention was to tough it out, but unexpectedly, once behind the small hill, Sophia Garanord stuck her lion marble in the ground, brought her hands together at her chest, and chanted silently as a Dark Moon rose slowly, enveloping the huddled group.

Charles then remembered that Sophia Garanord’s primary Supernatural path was that of a Dark Moon Sorceress.

The famous defense spell of the Dark Moon Sorceress, “Black Moon Goddess Above!”

This spell, well-known throughout the Old Continent, was not a Radiant Magic Array or Prime Blood Limit, known for their robust defenses, nor was it like Beast God Protection, renowned for its offensive and defensive capabilities. Instead, it was celebrated for its rapid deployment, wide application, low mana consumption, and durability.

Even so, this was not a defense spell that ordinary Middle-Low Order Supernaturals could cast alone.

That Sophia Garanord, at just Seventh Rank, barely above Intermediate rank, could solo-cast “Black Moon Goddess Above!” truly made her deserving of being one of the strongest youths under twenty from the Five Great Empires.

She rightly earned the name, Rose of Strasbourg.

If solely on the merits of Supernatural talent, Sophia Garanord was certainly on par with her sister and Charles’s fellow disciple, Menierman Sumei, and indeed could stand alongside Julian, Ban Lanmalock, and others.

A hint of envy crept into Charles, thinking, “I wonder when I will be able to cultivate to the Prime Blood Limit, and also cast this defense magic circle by myself.”

The Radiant Magic Array is called Hymn of the Gods.

Prime Blood Limit is known as Ultimate Barrier, originating from the Arthur Clan’s Vampiric Scroll.

They were both among the most famous Defensive Magic Circles in the Old Continent.

Charles had also received the heritage of the Arthur Clan, had activated the Bloody Vortex, and even condensed the Bloodline Mantra, although he had not yet mastered any of the True Word Spells.

Charles had faced two Evil Gods and the enhancements in his spirituality, which had recently been exhausted, initially soared rapidly but now slowed, reducing him to the level of an ordinary genius.

Lately, he had only mastered the Quickness Technique x2 and the Flame Scorching Blast Bullet, and developing new Special Abilities wasn’t as quick anymore, and he could only work harder on his swordsmanship, gunmanship, and Extraordinary Ranks.

Ranks are easy to ascend, but Special Abilities are hard to gather!

This was a commonly recognized fact about transcendent cultivation in the Old Continent.

Charles could confront enemies of higher Extraordinary Ranks with his Lower-Ranked and Intermediate-Ranked Supernatural identity, not just through various strategies and weapon enhancements, but mainly because he directly faced Evil Gods, which improved his spirituality and led to a period of crazy breakthroughs in several Special Abilities.

Cyrus, Julian, Ban Lanmalock, and even Sophia Garanord, although they had never directly faced Evil Gods, were all naturally abundant in spirituality, easily the top geniuses who could effortlessly condense Special Abilities, standing out among their peers.

Others like Anne, Anatasiya, and Taoles, were slightly inferior, but still exceptionally brilliant among university students, one in hundreds, with immeasurable futures ahead of them.

Charles also planted his landslide sword into the ground, sat down cross-legged, circulated Bloody Glory, tried his best to maintain peak condition, and patiently waited for the storm to pass.

At that point in time, the sky was indistinguishable between morning or dusk, day or night, and it was unclear how much time had passed when suddenly a dull thunder exploded in the sky, the violent wind accumulated to its peak, turning into a torrential downpour.

Violent winds, torrential rains, thunder!

Charles couldn’t help but start worrying again about his friends in Strasbourg, especially Anne, and he thought to himself, “If I were by Anne’s side right now, she would feel so much more at ease.”

At this time, Anne couldn’t possibly be by Charles’ side.

Earl Brittany had long since gathered his family together, and as he looked up at the sky, a cold sneer flickered on his lips. Numerous ideas formed faintly in his heart as he pondered, “These pitiful Beastman barbarians, lured by others, thinking that by destroying Strasbourg, they can reclaim this land and restore their ancient territories.”

“Just as Beastman do not need humans, humans do not need Beastman.”

“Without the Beastman Allied Army attacking Strasbourg, those wastes would never have been able to wage a war to destroy the Beastman.”

“After this great war, the Beastman tribes should probably be erased from the Old Continent.”

No matter how furiously the storm, the torrential rain, and the lightning raged outside the Defense Shield, Strasbourg was like an ancient, submerged ferocious beast, gathering force for a counterattack.

Anne, by her father’s side, was of course safe. She was not afraid, but she did miss Charles quite a bit.

After the two had met, they had quickly entered a period of passionate love, their dates becoming quite frequent.

In Anne’s eyes, Charles seemed to have been triggered by some threshold, changing from a somewhat lazy person to one striving with incredible effort, continuously earning accomplishments, promotions, and ascending through Extraordinary Ranks…

Anne couldn’t help but think, “He must be aiming for marriage to push himself to this extent, relentlessly advancing. I too must work hard, not to hold back my Mister Mecklen.”

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