The First Magic World War-Chapter 248 - : 243、Agmiras Evil God’s Power

Chapter 248: 243、Agmiras Evil God’s Power

Charles really wanted to change his clothes, but since he had left in a hurry, he hadn’t brought any clean clothes with him, so he could only sigh, “Such a typical Earthling problem.”

Indeed, only in the world he originally came from were dry, clean, and comfortable clothes the norm of life.

In this world of the Transcendent, such a thing was rare indeed.

Many times, Charles had no choice but to wear damp, somewhat dirty, and very uncomfortable clothes, but there was nothing he could do about it, as this was the norm in the Old Continent.

Faced with his pursuers, Charles still had the capacity to think about such matters…

Because he wasn’t really afraid of fighting!

Soon a Beastman army appeared on the horizon with many large Beastmen carrying fresh human heads, limbs, or half torsos around their waists and necks as their rations.

When Charles used to command the Westwind Knights, he would surely form a defensive iron barrel formation first, then shoot with rifles, but now his subordinates were all Beastman Warriors, so he could only have those with shields up front, wait for the pursuing Beastman army to fire a sparse volley of arrows, and then order the charge.

Thanks to the Quickness Technique ×2, Charles’s speed soared to the maximum. He drew out the Withing Rose and started firing continuously. Each bullet from this Transcendent handgun was equivalent to a full-strength strike of a Fifth Order Transcendent. Perhaps Mid-High Tier Transcendents could withstand it, but ordinary Beastman soldiers could not.

In the short sprint distance, Charles successively killed dozens of Beastman soldiers. When he reached melee range, he then absorbed the Withing Rose into the Bloody Vortex on his left arm, reached out his hand, and Big Bear handed his Knight’s Spear Collapsing Mountain.

With a loud shout, Charles charged into the enemy troops, continuously piercing six or seven Beastman soldiers. Suddenly, he heard a loud roar as a two-handed war hammer blocked his Knight’s Spear.

Charles’s hands tingled slightly; this Grinding Mountain Yellow Bear Warrior turned out to be a Mid-Level Transcendent, whose strength was not inferior to Big Bear and almost on par with the Hundred Bear Chief.

The Grinding Mountain Yellow Bears and the Hunchback Red Bears were two branches of the Bear Clan and also two of the most powerful warrior tribes among the Beastmen.

The Grinding Mountain Yellow Bear Warriors had stronger physiques, but the Hunchback Red Bear Warriors had more refined martial skills. It was a common saying among the Beastmen: don’t encounter a Grinding Mountain Yellow Bear on the battlefield, and don’t challenge a Hunchback Red Bear in a duel.

Charles shook his spear, creating seven or eight spears blossoms, aiming for the eyes of the Grinding Mountain Yellow Bear Warrior. The Bear Warrior, not to be outdone, roared and swung his two-handed war hammer, determined to trade life for life with Charles.

Charles didn’t back down; with Collapsing Mountain, he directly blinded the Grinding Mountain Yellow Bear Warrior’s eyes. As for the enemy’s swinging hammer, he simply flicked it away with a slight movement, avoiding it by unleashing the speed of a Transcendent.

With a backhand strike, Charles hit the head of the Bear Clan Transcendent warrior, knocking the Grinding Mountain Yellow Bear Warrior unconscious.

He intentionally held back, as, after all, as long as he could return to Machu Picchu, these were all potential guardians for his Labyrinth.

This Beastman pursuer party had only this one Mid-Level Transcendent warrior; the other two Low Order Transcendents were already killed by Sophia Garanord. The rest of the ordinary Beastman soldiers were slaughtered and scattered after a single charge.

Charles sent a small team of Werewolves to go around and block the scattering Beastman soldiers, continuously shouting loudly to make the defeated Beastman army surrender.

This pursuer party had no idea what they were truly facing and thought they were up against another Beastman army. With their commander killed, their resistance was not very fierce, and most soon chose to surrender.

The Beastman soldiers who refused to surrender were all killed by Sophia Garanord and the students of Sheffield University. They were almost eaten as food, and regardless of the original attitude towards the Beastmen, they all turned into “Beastmen haters.”

Charles defeated and recruited the chasing soldiers. Not daring to linger, he continued to charge towards Machu Picchu. In the following two days, he encountered no more battles; it seemed the Beastmen army had all gathered at Strasbourg.

Having reached Machu Picchu, Charles incorporated the humans he had saved along the way into the Westwind Knighthood, and he transformed all the captive Beastman soldiers into Labyrinth guardians.

Just as all the Beastman captives and paths were transformed into Labyrinth guardians, a thought suddenly transmitted from the diary in Charles’s arms: “Charles Meklen has acquired over a thousand Labyrinth guardians, including nine Transcendents. He may use the opportunity to ‘Maze-ify’ three times and infuse himself once with Agmiras’s Evil God Power.”

Charles was slightly surprised. He hesitated for a moment before resolutely deciding—infuse!

Charles’s choice was made without any reason, nor did he know what the consequences would be.

He purely followed his intuition that he should choose…

Witnessing the oil painting depicting Agmiras, the Evil God from overseas, being destroyed by over a dozen Beastman Sacred Order shamans, his diary mysteriously absorbed the dispersed aura of Agmiras, surging to thirty-seven pages.

Originally, “Agmillar’s Labyrinth” contained only fifteen pages because Silver Pigeon Fort had completed three ‘Maze-ifications,’ Machu Picchu had completed three, Mostar Fortress had completed two, and Cappadocia City had completed one, leaving only six pages remaining.

Now with an additional thirty-one pages, Charles was not short on ‘Maze-ification’ attempts, and he was unsure of the value of these extra attempts.

Having made his choice, a sinister power began to erode into his body.

Charles felt strangely familiar with this force, as it was almost too familiar, compelling him to spontaneously activate the Bloody Glory, merging with this power, and then…

Something happened that he could never have anticipated.

This power from the infinite void, infused into his body as Agmiras’s Evil God’s Power mixed with the Bloody Glory, created a Bloody Vortex within his eyes.

At the core of this Bloody Vortex, countless silver Bloody Runes emerged, forming a mirror.

Within the mirror, there were countless corridors, passages, turns, city walls, and halls…

For a moment, Charles thought it was some Blood Clan Evil God who had discovered him, not that he had received the power of Agmiras.

About ten minutes later, “Agmillar’s Labyrinth” once again lost three pages, dropping from thirty-seven to thirty-four pages. Charles had not mastered any Evil God’s Power; he had simply opened up a new, previously unrecorded Bloody Vortex in the annals of Protagora.

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He practiced the Protagora scrolls in a straightforward manner, except for summoning Evil Gods, but there were two exceptions. One was when he received the Arthur Clan scrolls taught by Baron Leo, opening a Bloody Vortex in his throat. The other was receiving the infusion of the Agmiras Evil God’s Power, opening the Bloody Vortex within his eyes…

Well, this Agmiras, the overseas Evil God, has a somewhat peculiar identity.

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