The First Magic World War-Chapter 604 - 570, Gothlandburg is attacking Byron

Chapter 604: 570, Gothlandburg is attacking Byron Chapter 604: 570, Gothlandburg is attacking Byron Charles really gave it some thought!

This Tree Spirit Envoy was probably around the nineteenth rank, even weaker than him, but its pain tolerance and swift recovery were somewhat troublesome.

Moreover, its mind was completely damaged, beyond repair, so giving it to the Holy Light Divine State Title was not a bad idea.

As Charles was thinking about this, he felt the diary in his embrace warm up slightly, he took it out and glanced at it.

A line of text slowly appeared: “Daddy, I want this Tree Spirit Envoy.”

After pondering for a moment, Charles replied, “Okay!”

With a kick of his foot, the Tree Spirit Envoy slid across the deck and after a few seconds, slipped into another space, disappearing without trace.

Theoretically, the Tree Spirit Envoy, promoted to Sacred level using the relics of ancient Modova, would be best fed to Dapocirodo, but Charles didn’t quite trust this Divine Creature, and Dapocirodo was too hard to control.

Although Omibella and Amon were more sinister, these two were relatively more manageable.

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Especially Amon, who always gave Charles the impression that he possessed human intelligence.

Yet, he also knew this feeling was one hundred and one percent unreliable.

In another space, Amon watched the Tree Spirit Envoy fall from the sky, reached out and pulled a vine from the body of the Tree Spirit Envoy.

The vine stretched longer as he pulled.

As this vine was extracted, the body of the Tree Spirit Envoy rapidly shrank and finally turned into a puff of dust, completely vanishing from this world.

The lengthy vine, in Amon’s palm, slowly shortened and finally turned into a rapier, floating behind Amon’s head.

His face was all smiles as he murmured to himself, “Daddy still loves me, he’s willing to give me gifts, Daddy still loves me, he’s willing to give me gifts…”

“I must be Daddy’s own flesh and blood, definitely not some wild breed that Dapocirodo, Ivonna, and Posuji talk about!”

“I’m going to kill them someday!”

“This family has a mom, a dad, and me…”

“And a sister would be enough.

Gareth?

Well, count him in too.”

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Although Amon was still young, standing there with a rapier in hand, he looked quite heroic, especially his face—if it were to be seen outside, many would undoubtedly remark how much he looked like Charles.

Charles often saw Amon and hadn’t noticed, but if there was truly a comparison to be made, he would realize that the Amon he first met and the current Amon had completely different faces.

Just as Charles was about to discuss with his subordinates how to attack the Mazon Kingdom, a Great Act Devil hurried over, shouting, “Magic Alchemy Communication has spat out an urgent report: The Mazon Kingdom is attacking the three neighboring countries at the same time.”

Charles was shocked, but before he could deal with this explosive news, a second Great Act Devil hurried over and said, “Gothlandburg is attacking Byron, and has already occupied seven cities.”

Charles quickly asked, “Where did the information come from?”

Both of the messenger Great Act Devils replied together, “Byron, both pieces of information are from Byron.”

Charles felt a slight sinking in his heart and hastily led everyone to the conference room, preparing to hold a meeting to discuss the new emergent situation.

During the meeting, several more pieces of intelligence arrived, from Inglima, Fars, Lionheart Dynasty, and six Old Continent countries, all of which were at war.

Yes, there was also a country that sought aid from the Mecklen Duchy.

That small country was Parmas.

Parmas bordered Modova, separated by the Gondis Mountain Range.

Because the military found it difficult to pass through, it had remained relatively peaceful with Modova Principality for hundreds of years, even historically cooperating several times to jointly eradicate mountain bandits.

On one side of Parmas’s borders lay the Gondis Mountains.

Aside from Modova, the other two bordering countries were also small nations, incapable of launching wars that would risk their entire countries.

Therefore, they had always remained relatively independent, never relying on major powers or forming alliances with other countries.

However, when their neighboring Mazon Kingdom was destroyed, the rulers of Parmas panicked.

As Mazon Kingdom began a significant assault on another neighboring country, Parmas could no longer sit idly by.

They dared not assist the neighboring country, as the settlers from the New Continent were too fierce, and they lacked formidable figures within their own nation.

Yet they knew that doing nothing would only lead to their demise; they did not wish to passively face extinction.

Thus, they thought of seeking help from Modova.

Indeed, having shallow relationships with the rest of the continent’s countries and lacking historical ties, they turned to the fiancé of the Grand Duchess of Modova, the renowned “General” Charles, sending an SOS message.

They also declared in their document that they were willing to cede the Gondis Mountains that belonged to them as compensation.

After reading this document, Charles shrugged his shoulders, passed it to others for inspection, and certainly had no intention of waging war for the sake of the people of Parmas.

As for Anne, everything was currently as stable as Mount Tai; there was no need for concern.

Several Sacred-level individuals inspected these pieces of intelligence.

Romios couldn’t help but say, “Something feels off.

Why would they suddenly attack other countries?

Could it be that they have summoned an incarnation of the Evil God already?”

“But an Evil God’s incarnation is uncontrollable and generally doesn’t leave its lair.”

Several Sacred-levels from the New Continent raised doubts.

Charles’s Sacred-level allies, who had battled with the Flame Evil God Anululu and ventured with Charles in the Agres Sea, discussed their views after exchanging opinions on the Holy Light Divine State Title.

Romios told Charles, “I suggest that we do not immediately enter Mazon Kingdom in full force.

We need more intelligence to formulate a suitable strategy.”

“I propose organizing a small team, ideally five people, to scout the situation in Mazon Kingdom first.

We can also send someone to continue communicating with Parmas, possibly gaining more intelligence.”

“When dealing with an Evil God, please remain exceedingly cautious.

Often, there are no opportunities for regret.”

Andreas raised his hand and said, “We have the protection of the Serpent of Destiny, and everyone has ten chances to regret.”

Romios’s face turned a little red at that moment.

Being from the New Continent and a member of the Peak Holy Order, he had encountered many Evil Gods, but real contact with a True God was lacking.

Customary thinking took over, and he had momentarily forgotten about the dawn of destiny granted by the Serpent of Destiny.

He was about to admit his mistake when Charles interrupted their conversation, saying, “The Dawn of Destiny is immensely precious, not to be wasted frivolously.

Besides, I have always been monitoring everyone’s lives, hoping you all can ultimately return to your homes after countless wars and enjoy the pleasure of watching your grandchildren play.”

“I, along with Romios, Kresto…”

Red Hawk suddenly raised his hand and said, “Count me in!”

Charles nodded slightly.

Before he could name a fifth person, the Elephant-man Agon said in a deep, resonant voice, “Count me in, too.”