The First Magic World War

Mama Karen said with a smile, "Go on!" Charles stepped out of the Dreamscape, descended from his luxurious darkness, reached out his hand, and pulled out a super long-range repeating alchemical rifle produced by Byron, which appeared from the automatically opened Magic Mirror. He, "Charles Meklen," was prepared to go on a killing spree! The Golden Ram Herolf, the Lizard Man Black Dragon, and the Silverback Ape Person Quedero also dismounted from the carriage. Charles ordered indifferently, "Change into a set of Byron's military attire, and block the Sacred Order who are ready to make a move!" These three Sacred Order members did not know what had provoked Charles, but they had learned not to question him and simply did whatever Charles commanded. Charles left the convoy and sprinted up a nearby hill with the Quickness Technique! Using the Eagle Eye Special Ability provided by the Red-Blue Rattlesnake, he soon located the carriage where the young people were sleeping. In one breath, Charles loaded ten Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullets, ready to wipe them out completely. After setting up the super long-range repeating alchemical rifle, Charles was about to take action when he heard someone shout, "Idiot, stop!" With one step, Charles sensed a force surging from beneath the ground and clashed fiercely against him. The person hidden in the dirt had a powerful Blood Energy that was hardly less than his. Although both sides deliberately contained their power to avoid detection, their clash of Blood Energy still caused a muffled explosion, sending a burst of dirt shooting three or four meters high. A slim figure burst out of the ground, grabbed Charles, and scolded, "There are three members of the Sacred Order with them, and I've been watching them for a long time without daring to act! Your rash actions could get you killed." Charles had not expected that the Blood Clan member, who could clash with him head-on from under the ground without conceding, was a "kind-hearted girl." He almost asked, "Which of your eyes saw me as a person of Byron?" Charles was currently dressed in Fars military attire. However, it wasn't the Blood Clan girl's fault. Although Charles was wearing Fars's uniform, he was carrying a super long-range repeating alchemical rifle made by Byron, aiming at the Fars envoy group. Not to mention his overwhelming Blood Energy, making him a bona fide High Order "Vampire." Dozens of thoughts spun in Charles's head, and he finally chose to lower his voice and said, "This time, there will be three members of the Sacred Order taking action, entangling Fars's princess, the priest, and an old Mama. My task is to kill several people from the Mosleyde Family; they are all Fars's rising talents with frighteningly fast growth rates..." "Yes, we are to snuff out Fars's war potential." The Blood Clan girl did not expect that Charles actually had "more intel." Delighted, she asked, "Really?" Charles answered, "Genuine!" His Byronese language, having sparred with Julian, even carried a strong noble Byron accent. The Blood Clan girl did not doubt him in the least and immediately said, "If you guys have a plan, count me in." "However, I'm out of Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullets, I only have regular bullets left and can't kill any serious targets." Charles generously handed over five Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullets, saying, "I have some to spare!" The Blood Clan girl happily accepted them without any reserve and said, "I'm a talented shooter; let me shoot the young members of the Mosleyde Family." Charles nodded, watching the Blood Clan girl quickly load the ammunition and fire off five shots in rapid succession without much aiming—fully utilizing the "repeating" attribute of the Extraordinary Rifle. Charles was slightly shocked to witness several young men, including Rembrandt, get their heads blown off, and thought to himself, "This Blood Clan girl's marksmanship is the most accurate I've ever seen!" "If we were both armed and in a sniper duel, I wouldn't stand a chance against her." After the gunshots, a beam of light shot into the sky—it was the Augusladin High Priest! Seeing this familiar old face, the first thought in Charles's mind was, "Good thing I didn't agree to join forces with this old guy; he's also the second-in-command this time." The Blood Clan girl grabbed Charles' arm and, before he could react, ducked underground. Using her special ability, the Blood Clan girl enveloped Charles, darting away for dozens of kilometers in one breath before finally emerging from the ground, and from a distance, saw three Sacred Order fighters beating up the Augusladin High Priest. She couldn't help but exclaim, "So we really do have Sacred Order fighters taking action." The Blood Clan girl was filled with regret. If she hadn't reacted so quickly just now, this would have been the time for a massacre, perhaps killing dozens of Fars' high-ranking officials. Hmm, this Blood Clan girl didn't know that if she had prepared for a slaughter, the man beside her might have taken action to kill her. Charles was never one for mercy. Charles shook the mud from his hair, feeling an urge to ask, "Why did you run?" "If you hadn't run, I would have blown you away with one shot, and I'd have both a scapegoat and a military achievement." However, at this moment, he no longer felt the desire to act, and said, "Now that we've escaped, we should not linger any longer. After all, this is Fars' territory, where the Sacred Order can come and go as they please. We must be cautious and careful." The Blood Clan girl nodded and said, "We've cooperated in a battle, yet I still don't know your name?" Charles answered, "I'm called Qian Nan!" The Blood Clan girl said, "I'm Yulia!" "Once the war is over, I'll invite you to a dance at the Star Fortress." The self-proclaimed Yulia, the Blood Clan girl, shouldered her Super Long-Range Repeating Alchemical Rifle and left with grace. Charles hesitated several times, abandoning the idea of attacking from behind. He sighed and thought to himself, "I'm still not suited for war." "If this world were peaceful!" "Every day, Anne and I could drink coffee together, eat something she made; life would be so comfortable!" "Hmm, Anne doesn't seem to know how to make anything, does she?" "Forget it, there must be a cook at home." In fact, Charles was very nostalgic for the days when he had just met Anne, the days they dated every day. At that time, he thought those days were ordinary, just normal relaxation and pleasure. But after so many battles, Charles realized that those ordinary days were the most precious. Unlike his current thrilling days, which had become the norm. He sighed again deeply and thought to himself, "Transmigrators all share this fate!" Charles sent his rifle back to the Mirror World, and after taking a long detour, he returned to the convoy. His three subordinates had all returned earlier than him. Curious, Charles asked, "How did your battles go?" The Black Dragon coughed and said, "Mama Karen didn't take action, and the High Priest recognized us..." "Her Royal Highness the Princess struck the Golden Ram Herolf with her palm, fortunately, his injuries weren't serious." Charles glanced at the Old Goat whose complexion was pale, indeed, the injuries didn't seem severe.