The First Magic World War-Chapter 676 - 641, to go to war, or to go hunting

Chapter 676: 641, to go to war, or to go hunting?

Chapter 676: 641, to go to war, or to go hunting?

Charles’s wings unfurled behind him, and the Blood Energy surged tumultuously within his body.

In his chest, a tiny ancient castle phantom provided a ceaseless supply of power.

The Blood Castle contained the flesh, divine body, and authority of Montgomery Arthur!

Charles, having obtained the Blood Castle, naturally inherited everything from Montgomery.

He was now attempting to use Montgomery’s divine body, which greatly resembled Omibella’s, both being winged giants.

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However, Omibella had six enormous Luminous Wings, enveloped in an indescribable force field, while Montgomery had eight crimson wings.

Each feather was tinged with a trace of dark gold amid the crimson, more imposing and resplendent than Ombella’s.

This divine body was also shrouded in a layer of a mysterious force field – an ability his own divine body lacked.

Charles knew that although he had formed a divine body, his strength was too feeble, not even qualifying as Divine level.

He had merely crossed the thresholds, prematurely accessing powers beyond the Sacred level.

But Montgomery’s divine body was veritably Divine level, its power even surpassing Omibella’s.

Although Charles’s soul had not yet transformed, if his soul completed its transformation, he could rely on the Blood Castle to step directly into Divine level, reaching a tier unattainable by mere mortals.

Charles even docked both the Holy Light Divine State Title and the Emilia Vessel within the Blood Castle, temporarily sheltering two Legendary Warships, thus elevating the power tier of the Blood Castle even further.

“Family members” crowded around the “Mecklen Family Master,” becoming an unmistakable force on the battlefield.

Zimmerman had always been searching for a target to attack, never regarding Charles as an enemy.

It wasn’t due to a lack of deep hatred or intense conflict between them; he simply believed that Charles’s strength was not enough to pose a threat to himself.

Even when he saw Charles bring a group of weak Evil Spirits to the Void Battlefield, Zimmerman had the spare time to greet him, flaunting his own grace.

But once Charles acquired the Blood Castle, Zimmerman’s gaze sharpened.

He called out to Kahnstan in a low voice: “Old friend!

Will you stand by my side, or Charles’s?”

The call was transmitted using Secret Technique beyond the Sacred level, so subtle that even Juno, who was always with Kahnstan, failed to notice.

Kahnstan smiled slightly and said, “Charles is from the Blood Clan!”

Zimmerman received the answer and wasn’t surprised at all.

Among all Evil Spirits, those from the Blood Clan were the most peculiar.

They did not consider themselves Evil Gods, even though no one regarded them as True Gods.

The Blood Clan had its own nation, and all members of the Blood Clan Evil God were quite united, although they had significant problems and could barely move in the living world.

To this day, Kahnstan was the only Blood Clan Evil God that had truly revived.

His favoritism towards someone from his “own family,” Charles Mecklen, caught Zimmerman somewhat off guard, but it wasn’t entirely unexpected.

Zimmerman stopped talking to Kahnstan and looked at Charles, observing this rising star condensing the eight crimson wings and gradually shrinking in size, then reverting back to the appearance of a normal human.

However, the transformation differed from Charles’s usual appearance, now a black-eyed, black-haired young man with a spirited, proud, and lofty demeanor.

Charles used the Ultimate Transformation Technique to revert Montgomery’s divine body back to an ordinary human’s appearance.

After all, actual ordinary humans could not survive on the Void Battlefield, even if they were ascending through ranks.

But he did not choose Charles Mecklen; instead, he chose to appear as Huang Haisheng!

Although Charles knew that this body was far from the original, and not even Charles Mecklen’s, after recovering the appearance of black hair and black eyes, his gestures exuded even more self-satisfaction and pride.

He had always thought that he could not return to his former life.

Even now, he knew that he couldn’t return to his past on Earth.

But being able to recover his original appearance brought him at least some consolation.

Although a human appearance was not ideal for unleashing the full strength of Montgomery’s divine body, being able to exert seventy to eighty percent was enough for him.

Charles did not wish to get involved in a war of this level.

He was in the middle of persuading his “family” to retreat from the Void Battlefield when he suddenly sensed a piercing “gaze.” He looked up and through countless layers of the void, he saw Zimmerman, his formidable adversary, also appearing in human form, wearing an old military uniform and a rapier casually stuck in his belt.

Zimmerman smiled slightly, and a Spiritual Wave rang in Charles’s ear: “Let’s start the war as well!”

Charles flatly refused: “With such a good opportunity, you expect me to go hunting?”

Zimmerman, appearing here, was not to besiege the Lampbearer either; he too was here to hunt.

Hearing Charles’s response, Zimmerman raised two fingers, lightly pressing down on the brim of his military cap, and vanished without a trace.

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Charles could not say whether he feared Zimmerman or not.

He had acquired Montgomery’s Blood Castle, greatly increasing his strength, but he still had weaknesses.

The outcome of a battle was unpredictable.

Anyway, he was no longer guaranteed to lose, but winning was not certain either!

If there’s no necessity to fight, then best to avoid conflict!

Zimmerman and he had yet to truly ascend to godhood.

While Charles’s soul had not yet transformed, he did not know what Zimmerman was lacking.

However, it was known that Zimmerman’s soul and memories had already perfectly transformed.

The reason Charles directly refused to fight was knowing that Zimmerman was lingering in the Void Battlefield for a reason; hunting Evil Spirits was definitely a higher priority than fighting him.

Although Charles could no longer sense Zimmerman’s presence, he still did not dare to let his guard down; after all, this was the Endless Void.

Even during calm times, various Evil Spirits passed through, not to mention the current battle, which might attract nearby roaming Evil Spirits.

He was just about to persuade his family again to go back when he saw countless colored bubbles spewing out from all directions and layers of space, enveloping himself and all his family members.

Charles had clashed with this Evil Spirit once before and even seized a part of its body.

The Evil Spirit had come back for more, clearly with regained confidence in dealing with him.

Although Charles had not yet successfully analyzed the part of the Evil Spirit’s body that was in the form of bubbles, he knew that this Evil Spirit was the Beautiful Dream God.

Each of its bubbles was a dreamscape, a hundred times more sophisticated than Mama Karen’s or even Juno’s.

If one were trapped inside, it would be extremely difficult to escape.

Last time, Charles had swallowed a part of its body by leveraging the Infinite Mirror Realm and Maze Authority.

But this time, Charles did not resort to the old trick; instead, he re-released the Blood Castle, sheltering himself and his family inside.

These bubbles shattered upon hitting the Blood Castle, but each bubble emitted a peculiar Evil Force that penetrated into the Blood Castle.

Even the Beautiful Dream God could not possibly capture Charles and his family with just a bubble dreamscape.

But as dozens of bubbles shattered, the Evil Spirit’s force of the Beautiful Dream invaded the Blood Castle with layers of dazzling, multicolored rainbows.

It was like the night fireworks show at Disneyland, with countless projections illuminating the castle.