The First Magic World War

The "Holy Light Divine Kingdom" took the hit! The radiant light enshrouding the "Legendary Warship" dimmed suddenly, followed by a thought that reverberated through heaven and earth, "Anurulu! Anurulu! Anurulu..." The massive figure of the "Flame Evil God", almost as large as the "Holy Light Divine Kingdom" itself, suddenly froze! Then countless voices, far beyond the capacity of a human throat to produce, burst forth from Omibella. These voices condensed into countless fragmented golden runes in the void, chaotically swirling together into a torrent that rushed towards Anurulu! Numerous fireworks erupted as the two powerful and extreme beings clashed with their evil forces in a ferocious collision. Mosley watched, his eyes wide, as the formation of his "Knighthood" was scattered by the two evil forces. The unfortunate knights of the "Mosleyde Family", not set ablaze with fireworks, turned into mist of blood, drifting towards the "Holy Light Divine Kingdom". In the span of a moment, Mosley's family "Knighthood" suffered heavy casualties, and he let out a roar, his heartache indescribable. Without his family "Knighthood", all he had left was his own strength. In Strasbourg, Mosley had already lost a batch of elite family "Knighthood"; now, if he were to lose this "Knighthood" as well, even if he temporarily won, he would have no strength to withstand the next assault. He could only muster his "Knighthood" with all his strength and desperately withdraw from the battlefield. Seizing the opportunity, Charles gathered the remaining members of the "Brittany Knights" and the remnants of the "Westwind Knights" onto the "Holy Light Divine Kingdom". Although he could not maneuver this "Legendary Warship" and it couldn't sail on land, it served as a fixed fortress with fairly strong defenses. Vigo, seeing that most of the "Brittany Family's Knighthood" and the "Westwind Knights" had entered the "Holy Light Divine Kingdom", also descended from the sky, and Charles opened a path for this "Sacred Order" to enter. This battle was exceedingly tough for the "Flame Holy Knight"; he always felt as if he was the only one at the "Nineteenth Tier" on the battlefield! Vigo even doubted that there was anyone at the "20th Tier" present! Almost every enemy was stronger than him. If it weren't for the fact that his allies of the "Sacred Order" were also extraordinary, capable of lending him a hand whenever he needed it, Vigo felt he might have died long ago. He landed on the deck, gasping for breath, and said, "This is the most difficult battle of my life." Charles responded indifferently, "In the future, battles like this will likely be the norm." Vigo suddenly felt the urge to cry. He was willing to bet his life for Cyrus's safety, driven by an important realization that he had grown weary of battle. But what he never expected was that after joining forces with Fars, the intensity of the battles escalated drastically. Neither in South Serif nor on the Felanden Battlefield had Vigo ever encountered a battle as ferocious as this. Battles involving the "Sacred Order" were not unusual, but the sky teeming with fighters of the "22nd" and even the "23rd Order", commanders like the "Leader of Ten Thousand Horsemen" summoning "Evil Gods", and the "Legendary Warship" brought onto land... Even Felanden had never seen such things! Vigo looked up at the sky and made a sorrowful realization, his withdrawal from the battle had no impact on the outcome, and his allies were not at a disadvantage because they were one "Holy Knight" short; on the contrary, not having to take care of him, the other "Holy Knights" were invigorated and unleashed their full might. He felt for the first time that the Nineteenth Order might not be considered the "true Sacred Order." Charles was about to say something when he felt a slight warmth in his arms, he took out his diary, and turned to the "Holy Light Divine Kingdom Ship Log," where a line of text soon appeared: "Respected owner Charles Meklen, I, too, wish to devour the souls of those who have died in battle!" Charles was slightly taken aback, but then silently answered, "You may!" Amon clearly became more lively, and another line of text appeared on the "Holy Light Divine Kingdom Ship Log": "Respected owner Charles Meklen, then I shall enjoy my meal!!!" Three exclamation points appeared on the page, fully conveying Amon's enthusiastic emotion. Charles had never figured out the relationship between Amon, Omibella, and the Holy Light Divine Kingdom Ship. Omibella was clearly not the spirit of this ship; She was merely used as material in the construction of this Legendary Warship. Amon also didn't seem like the "Ship's Spirit" of the Legendary Warship; He appeared more like the ship's "First Officer." Charles had thought a few times about asking Amon about their relationship and what Amon's origin really was. But every time he entertained the thought, the Murmur of Fate would frantically warn him, urging him not to seek his own death. Although Charles did not know what the consequences of asking such questions would be, he decisively gave up the temptation to satisfy his curiosity. After all, if curiosity could bring danger, the questions that aroused such curiosity were not so important. After Charles agreed to Amon's request, the Legendary Warship suddenly released countless Blood Bats! Charles was horrified because he could sense that these Blood Bats did not originate from some other entity but came from that batch of Labyrinth Guardians. Even Charles was unclear what these Labyrinth Guardians could now be considered, but they were certainly more sinister than before; they could even differentiate a part of their flesh and blood and evolve into Blood Bats. As Charles watched the sky full of Blood Bats, he now understood what Amon wanted the five hundred evil ship crew members for. The Blood Bats flew out of the Holy Light Divine Kingdom Ship, swarming around the Legendary Warship in a chaotic flight, devouring the souls of those who had just died in battle, leaving nothing behind. Some Blood Bats also landed on the ground, making a rustling sound as they chewed on the soldiers who had died on both sides of the combat. These Blood Bats were unlike the Blood Bat Technique practiced by Charles; they seemed much more sinister. Charles even saw a group of Blood Bats chasing after the retreating Mosleyd Knights and diving into the Knighthood to tear at several dozen soldiers from the Mosleyde Family. Duke Mosley had never seen such a sinister thing before, but he was furious, killing these Blood Bats with a wave of his hand. However, the soldiers bitten by the Blood Bats turned black and died instantly, clearly indicating that the bats were highly poisonous. Even after killing them, he could no longer save the affected soldiers. Duke Mosley felt a sense of panic; he didn't know what Charles had released. Why was this warship so sinister? He stared at the Holy Light Divine Kingdom Ship and suddenly remembered something, exclaiming, "It's Her, Omibella!" "The daughter of the Arthur Clan's Blood Ancestor Pandragon!" "How could She be nailed to the bottom of a ship, forged into a vessel?" "Who has the audacity to use the daughter of the Blood Ancestor Evil God as material to build a warship?" Duke Mosley was so shocked he could hardly compose himself. He remembered the poisonous oath he had just sworn to Charles and suddenly felt that the Mosleyde Family had probably provoked a very formidable enemy.