The First Magic World War-Chapter 664 - 629, Evil God Goes Out

Chapter 664: 629, Evil God Goes Out Chapter 664: 629, Evil God Goes Out Kahnstan said slowly, “Why is there a trace of my essence here?”

In an instant, Charles’s heart sank.

No.

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58, Elysian Pastoral Avenue had “hosted” two Evil Gods; this Blood Clan Evil God had also visited, but if he didn’t remember that event, there was only one possibility.

He was now very certain that the Blood Clan Evil God who had killed the real Charles Mecklen, as well as attacked him alongside the Labyrinth Evil God Agmilas, and this Kahnstan before him…

most certainly did not share the same mind!

As to why, he had no idea.

Charles, although aware of many things at the Divine level, did not include such private matters.

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Zimmerman, of course, knew but he wouldn’t tell Charles.

After pondering for a long while, Kahnstan suddenly smiled and asked, “Have you ever summoned Kahnstan?”

Charles replied with an embarrassed face, “When I was young, I was foolish, always looking for shortcuts.”

Kahnstan, being the ancient Blood Clan Evil God, the Blood Ancestor of the Adonis Clan, had merely sensed briefly before guessing the “truth.”

Charles did not deny it and admitted directly that he had indeed summoned Kahnstan.

Of course, he did not know why this “Kahnstan” was unaware of his past deeds, just as Kahnstan did not know that this “young fellow” before him had once truly accomplished a “great feat.”

The two shared a smile, resulting in an unexpected “warmth” between them.

Juno Arthur couldn’t help but crack a slight smile and said, “If you truly like my student, I could share him with you; after all, being a teacher was never about exclusivity.”

Kahnstan nodded and replied, “I indeed like your student very much.

The mastery of the Adonis Clan’s Blood Flame Qi in him is extraordinary, yet, it’s strange…”

He asked Charles, “Why have you not awakened any new Special Abilities since awakening the Blood Flame Demon Lance?”

Charles glanced at Juno and said, “Because I met Teacher Juno.”

Kahnstan laughed and said, “Though the Arthur Clan is among the Three Emperor Clans and the Bloodline Mantra is one of the few secret techniques that lead directly to the Divine level in this age, do not underestimate the secret techniques of the Adonis Clan.”

“The Adonis Clan’s Special Abilities total thirty-five.

Those before the Blood Flame Demon Lance are foundational abilities, and only after it are the true means of slaughter.”

“I suggest you awaken the Blood Flame Spirit Shield; you will feel a different world.”

Charles nodded repeatedly, showing a face eager to learn.

Kahnstan suddenly sighed and said, “I too once had a student with prodigious talent like yours.

As a Farsian, you should have heard his name.”

“His name was Wood Brandon.”

Charles looked shocked; of course, he had heard that name.

He had a grudge against Wood Brandon and had even fought with him several times, never gaining an advantage.

This old man’s mastery of the Adonis Clan’s secret techniques was quite profound, and he had taken a path different from all other Blood Clan members.

Charles had even stolen a bit of knowledge.

He hadn’t expected that Wood Brandon would be Kahnstan’s student?

But he soon figured it out and asked in a low voice, “Is he also one of your descendants?”

Kahnstan smiled slightly and said, “Indeed, he is also my descendant.”

“However, I prefer to see him as a student.”

“The secret techniques of the Blood Clan have infinite mysteries and are a profound field of knowledge, but most of the Blood Clan see it merely as a path to gain power, without the patience to delve into its deeper principles.”

Charles nodded again.

Although his relationship with this ancient Blood Clan Evil God was not very amicable, he had to admit that the Blood Clan indeed had some tricks up their sleeve.

Juno said lightly, “Let Charles rest for today!

I still have some things to discuss with you.”

Kahnstan shook his head and said, “Juno, you really are troublesome!” He then said to Charles, “Juno and I will be staying here for some days.

You are welcome to come by anytime, I still have at least a few pointers for you on the Adonis Clan’s secret techniques.”

Charles left with a smile on his face, bidding farewell to the two Blood Clan bigshots.

As he walked away from his home, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

This was the first time Charles had felt this way.

He had already ascended to the twenty-third level and was just one step away from the Sacred level’s peak, and yet he could still encounter such a crisis!

If he had just crossed over, with his twenty-third level Transcendence, he could almost have roamed the entire Old Continent unchallenged and even in the New Continent, as long as he didn’t unluckily encounter an “Evil God on the loose,” he could have lived quite comfortably.

But times were different now.

With Evil Gods emerging, even those of Sacred level felt a sense of crisis.

Charles hadn’t left Elysian Pastoral Avenue when he saw Anne leading a group of people, waving at him from afar.

Charles walked over with a smile and said to his subordinates, “The crisis is temporarily averted.

During this time, everyone must not separate, as a battle could occur at any moment.”

He didn’t specify what sort of crisis it could be, but Charles’s subordinates all knew it must have something to do with Evil Gods.

After all, in the whole of the Old Continent, the only powers that could threaten the Westwind Knights were these Evil Gods from the New Continent.

Not many Evil Gods could condense a divine body and walk freely under the sun in human form.

Charles didn’t mention it, and they knew not to ask, but everyone was curious to know exactly which Evil God had infiltrated Strasbourg.

The wedding ceremony of the old Emperor and Princess Akso proceeded as planned, and the entire event would take about half a month.

The nobles of the Old Continent loved such complex ceremonies devoid of any real significance.

Charles, as an important official of the Empire and also a member of the House Brittany.

Well, according to the rules of the various countries of the Old Continent, a son-in-law could also be counted as part of the family.

He was quite busy, needed to handle many affairs together with Antonio, and these were matters that could not be easily declined.

About twelve days after returning to Strasbourg, Charles finally found time to meet with Anne.

They didn’t go anywhere, just stayed at No.

221B, Baker Street, Valdevaz District, where Anne thoughtfully baked Charles a batch of cakes.

Mama Karen had prepared the half-finished products in advance, and Anne only needed to bake them.

Anne perfected this heartfelt gift, and Charles was full of praise while eating.

Not a single cake was burnt or undercooked.

Watching Charles eat the “cake she made herself,” Anne also felt an immense sense of happiness and said, “After we get married, I can make this for you every day.”

Charles almost choked and replied, “Such blissful events should not happen too often, I’m afraid it would make life too sweet and attract the jealousy of Evil Gods.”

“Occasionally, we should still go out to eat.”