The First Magic World War-Chapter 611 - 576, the God of War and Chaos

Chapter 611: 576, the God of War and Chaos Chapter 611: 576, the God of War and Chaos Charles, despite being a mathematics teacher, had a strong background in the sciences, having a deep understanding of physics, chemistry, and astronomy!

At least, blinding the laymen of the Old Continent was more than enough.

Charles could confidently say, “On this continent, no one’s scientific knowledge is more extensive than mine.”

Charles spoke eloquently, occasionally posing a sharp retort.

Sometimes Zimmerman would respond, other times he would think and then ignore it, but through Zimmerman’s reactions, Charles gradually deduced some “truths.”

He thought secretly, “Teacher had said that the first great challenge to ascending to Divine level is the physical body!”

“Below the Sacred level, one is still mortal!”

“Definitely unable to withstand the ascent to Divine level, one must endure the onslaught of energy from countless Dimension Voids!”

“That’s why the true body is born, using its vastness to concentrate the strongest Magic Array, to withstand the energy erosion of the Dimension Void.”

“That’s why the divine body is born, a divine body completely made up of energy, to walk freely through innumerable spaces.”

“And that’s why Gods stay far away from humans, because their ties to the material world have become extremely weak.”

“Next is the soul!?”

“The human body cannot withstand energy from the void, from the dimensions, from boundless spaces.

Human souls also cannot endure the fearsome divine thoughts emitted by countless Divine Creatures!”

“The vast majority of Divine Creatures, at the moment of their ascension to Divine level, their souls shattered, leaving behind only the pure physical body, and with the memories from before their death, they become a creature that, lacking any consciousness, can only follow instinctual rules.”

“Or perhaps, they don’t deserve to be called creatures.”

“Next is consciousness!”

“Finally, it is the jurisdiction of the gods.”

“The issue with consciousness has almost no solution.

What looks like the hardest of jurisdictions might actually be the simplest.”

Charles decided to take a risk.

He brandished Blood Rose horizontally, blocking Zimmerman’s attack utterly and, pulling Menilman away from the fight, he said indifferently, “Hence, I’ve made a bold conjecture!”

“Why not ascend to Divine level first, then overcome these challenges!”

Zimmerman maintained his posture of attack, but he did not move an inch, muttering to himself, “Ascend to Divine level first, then overcome the challenges?”

“Ascend to Divine level first?”

“Lord Mecklen!

...

Indeed, it’s a genius conception.”

“Bolder than my own idea, but it hits the mark!

The perfect shortcut to ascending to Divine level.”

“I wasn’t as crazed as you, only thinking of a concrete method.”

“As you know, I found some lovers…”

The fierce flames in Menilman’s eyes were enough to burn any Evil God.

“And then I had some illegitimate children.

I hid parts of my own memories deep within the souls of these children.

Then I had Wood Brandon assist…”

Zimmerman shrugged and said, “Lord Mecklen, why are you looking at me with that expression?

Wood Brandon is my man, is that so surprising?”

“He’s been alive for hundreds of years, how could he possibly ignore the secrets to becoming a god?

Wood Brandon has been almost insane with the desire to become a god; I easily persuaded him, as this Vampire from the Van Gaal Family had not a shred of loyalty to Fars.

He wished to become the Chancellor of the Empire, merely to enjoy the sensation of being second to none, commanding great authority, and being able to summon the wind and call the rain.”

“With a greater desire in mind, discarding mere power is not strange at all; after all, in another few decades, he can just take on a new identity and infiltrate the power core of some Empire, next time perhaps Inglima or Black Phoenix…”

“Oh, oh, oh, Black Phoenix has been eradicated by you.”

Charles responded, “It wasn’t me, don’t talk nonsense, it was a misunderstanding…”

Zimmerman gave him a contemptuous look, not even deigning to argue with him.

“Anyway, the thing is, I was successfully captured alive and taken to Kilmainham Prison, where the Emerald Tome erased the remnants of my memory.

It’s really thanks to this great alchemical wonder that I’ve been able to clear out the stubborn trash in my memory and return to the purity and flawlessness of a baby.”

“It’s only such a soul that can withstand the onslaught of the will of the monsters from the infinite space while ascending to the Divine level.

Anyway, it’s a blank slate—whatever they throw at it can’t erase much more!”

Charles couldn’t help but admire, “That is some pretty impressive thinking!”

“But you’ve stirred up such a big fuss!”

“It couldn’t have been just for something so trivial.”

Zimmerman smiled slightly and said, “You’re right!

I also obtained the authority of war and chaos.

You can call me the god of war and chaos.”

Charles smiled faintly, and said mercilessly, “Although I don’t know what’s wrong with you, I do know for certain that you have not ascended to the Divine level.”

“We’re both at level five—stop trying to play the big God!”

Finally, Zimmerman couldn’t hold it in and cursed, “Who’s at the same level as you?”

Charles went oh, oh, oh, and said, “Sorry, I can’t count.”

“Math teacher!

Can’t count…”

That cold joke, Mr.

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Zimmerman Axel Robin never figured out in his lifetime.

He just felt that Charles’ words were laden with deep meaning!

But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t understand what profound truth it contained.

Zimmerman was very clear about one thing: his memory had been tainted by that bastard Charles Mecklen.

He couldn’t help but reiterate the earlier words: “Sir Charles Mecklen!

You truly deserve to die.”

“Let’s not even mention the rotten things you did while you were in power.”

“You even dared to covet my Menier?”

“I never laid a finger on her!”

“Just for that, you should be banished to the Dimension Void and given over to those Evil Gods for their amusement.”

Charles sighed and said, “It’s too late!

I’ve already been toyed with by the Evil Gods.

Let’s not talk about this sad issue.

Let’s discuss why you have not yet ascended to the Divine level!”

This time, Zimmerman gave a serious answer, “I need more time!”

“The war cannot end yet.

I want war to sweep over the Old Continent again, and when the war reaches its most intense point, that will be the moment of my deification!”

“Speaking of which, Sir Charles Mecklen, if you hadn’t run around ending the war on the Old Continent prematurely, I wouldn’t have had to personally step in and manipulate the people of the New Continent to wage this war.”

“I’m going to kill you here!

And I will keep my promise to spare Menier.”

“For the sake of this beautiful world, where war is in full swing, please die!”

“It would be best if you could kill yourself.”

Charles pondered for a moment, lost in deep thought.

Zimmerman had a strange feeling about him; Charles was clearly just a minor character, but he kept foiling his plans, like a natural-born nemesis—this time, he really wanted to kill this annoying pest.

“To think he even dared to woo his fiancée?”

“That bastard, utterly senseless.”