The First Magic World War-Chapter 608 - 573, Everything graceful in the world needs a strong support

Chapter 608: 573, Everything graceful in the world needs a strong support.

Chapter 608: 573, Everything graceful in the world needs a strong support.

“All the grace and elegance in this world need a strong support—be it power, wealth, knowledge, or some special abilities.”

“In the Old Continent, there is also the powerful force of personal martial skills.”

Menilman and Mei Guillermo’s lapses in composure made Charles unable to resist recalling this statement.

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Both women were extremely outstanding, and even across the entire continent, there were only a handful of women who could match them, and none who surpassed them in the Old Continent at the time.

Even without distinguishing gender and including men in the comparison, these two ladies could still break into the top fifty with their formidable strength.

However, in situations where they couldn’t use Sacred-level power for a long time, both of them became fragile inside and even unknowingly developed a dependence on Charles, who had greater strength.

Of course, what made them dependant was more significantly influenced by Charles’s consistent demeanor.

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Under the same conditions, they wouldn’t feel anything towards Romios or Kresto.

This was the uniqueness between individuals.

Charles reassured them with a few words, and both Menilman and Princess May calmed down, as if their previous lapses had nothing to do with them.

Charles gathered the five of them and began discussing their experiences along the way, then said lightly, “We need to have a certain level of protective Special Ability to walk freely in the city.

Do you think you could all advance to the fifth level of Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit in a few days?”

“Give me seven more days!” Romios declared proudly.

“I can do it in six and a half days!” Kresto couldn’t help but interject.

Before Menilman could speak, Princess May had already spoken for both of them, “We will not hold anyone back.”

This also implied, “Surely you are faster.”

Charles took an axe and cleared the ground nearby, then transformed into a Red Bear and moved several large rocks from nearby to use for daily rest.

The group stayed near Manise for a while; Charles temporarily stopped his training to watch over the four, making occasional rounds to familiarize himself with the land.

To Charles’s surprise, four and a half days later, Romios was the first to advance his Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit to the fifth level.

Menilman was a few hours behind, while Kresto and Princess May advanced almost simultaneously in the evening.

Charles did not tell anyone that he had already advanced his Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit to the sixth level a few days earlier.

After their advancements, the five of them took some time to rest, regain their strength, replenish their food and water, and check their weapons.

The large rocks that Charles had moved to serve as a resting platform were now engulfed by plants.

No matter how much Charles cleaned them up, they would be covered again within half a day, but they were about to leave anyway, so there was no longer a need to concern themselves with these stones.

This time, the five of them walked into Manise side by side.

Charles had switched to a Combat Saber, leading the way.

Although they encountered numerous residents of Manise, they could see that something was not normal with these people.

They mostly followed a set pattern, repeatedly doing the same thing, showing no signs of independent consciousness.

Knowing the pervasive dangers in Manise, they did not rush and were very careful with each step.

Charles saw a person walk to the street corner, which was very strange because every time, the person would walk around the street and then return here.

He approached, raised a foot, and kicked the person down.

Under his sole, numerous green vines astonishingly sprouted, continuously waving, with some broken vines on the ground.

Menilman exclaimed in horror, “They…

do they need to extend plant vines from their feet to supplement energy and maintain activity?”

Charles looked around for a while and whispered, “I know why some people have a larger range of movement and some have a smaller one.

Look, some people stand still, stretching only vines from their feet, while others have their pants becoming bulky, obviously growing from their legs as well, so that they could replenish more energy.”

After Charles said this, the four of them also observed this phenomenon.

Charles was terrified in his heart; he knew that these New Worlders were adept at manipulating the Evil God, but he had not expected the Evil God to transform to this extent.

Ignoring the person lying on the ground, whose body was starting to grow green, he led everyone to continue exploring the urban area.

They soon discovered a peculiar place—a small barren piece of flat land.

Menilman glanced and said, “I have been to the Mazon Kingdom before!

This is the municipal government office of Manise; someone must have chosen this as a stronghold.”

They had not encountered any immigrants from the New World on their way.

Originally Red Hawk speculated that they had been devoured by the Evil God, losing their self-consciousness, but when seeing this vacant flat land, Charles knew Red Hawk was wrong.

These New Worlders still retained their self-awareness; it was they who were manipulating the Evil God, not the other way around.

Charles clenched his fist, his heart filled with resentment, and he muttered under his breath, “What grudge do the people of the Old Continent have with them?

Do they want to wipe out a whole country?”

Romios couldn’t help but say, “Those who believe in the Evil God have no humanity.”

“We most of us know that our relationship with the Evil God is one of mutual use, we don’t worship the Evil God, and we are vigilant against them.

But some people don’t think that way; they worship the Evil God, believe everything about it is correct, and harbor a naked hatred toward their fellow humans, wishing to exterminate mankind to please the Evil God.”

“Indeed, that’s why the New Continent hasn’t been annihilated.”

“It’s actually the Evil God’s own opposition because if all humans die out, they won’t have a place to feed.”

Charles managed a wry smile and said, “Those believing in the Evil God, hate humanity more than the Evil God itself?”

Romios answered, “Yes.”

Charles closed his eyes; though he did not want to admit it, what Romios said was indeed the truth, and he could not refute it.

Just then, more than ten people walked out of the municipal government office of Manise, their faces wreathed in simple smiles.

A young man said, “The people of the Old Continent, content with luxuries, no longer deserve to rule this continent.”

“We have already occupied the Mazon Kingdom, and will soon conquer more countries, and completely exterminate the filthy beings of the Old Continent, replacing them with the superior humans from the New Continent.”

Romios looked embarrassed; he had once believed in this rhetoric, but he had never really considered exterminating the people of the Old Continent.

He still had his sanity, and wouldn’t make such obviously unintelligent decisions.

Another young man said, “Actually, it’s a pity that so many people died, especially those beautiful women.

We don’t have such soft, tender women in the New Continent; each one is a rough wife.”

These more than ten New World immigrants all burst into wild laughter.

This made Charles suddenly remember those New World immigrants who had attacked Black Phoenix City; they had shown the same attitude.