The First Magic World War

Beneath the roots of the Gomodoro Tree, nobody knows how many Ling demons had been birthed, but among several hundred or even more Ling demons, there would be a blue giant's cub!

As for why the tribe of the blue sky doesn't consider Ling demons their kin,

Charles speculated that it might be because once Ling demons reached maturity, they were directly released, spreading through the labyrinth of underground passages throughout Solomon Island, while blue giants would be extracted and born from somewhere within the Gomodoro Tree.

He was now certain that he had misjudged before; the Gomodoro Tree was not benevolent but utterly mad.

This Divine Creature must look quite normal, but in reality, it had lost all sense of reason and likely even had a penchant for self-destruction. Anyway, it must be quite lively on the same boat with Omibella and Amon, those three odd entities.

Drusinia hastened along before suddenly stopping in her tracks. Without turning back, she said coldly, "Come out!"

Gareth, covered in blood, stepped out from the darkness at a moderate pace. He flexed his body and said, "I have gathered the Eight Great Knights' Certificates and stepped back into the ranks of the Leader of Ten Thousand Horsemen! I don't care who you are, but you are a threat to Father, and I must eliminate you."

Behind Gareth, eight phenomenal visions appeared: the War God, a scribe, flags, hills, oceans, storms, and so forth. With each step he took, one of the visions behind him would vanish, and when the last Knight's Certificate phantom disappeared, a blood-colored banner spear slowly emerged from the void.

With a low growl, Gareth grabbed the blood-colored banner spear!

Drusinia couldn't help but curse, "This damned dog really is a pain!"

She raised the Blood Demon and pulled the trigger!

Gareth's blood-colored banner spear wrapped around a bundle of blood light and tossed it away with a casual flick.

Drusinia's gunmanship, having also received the true teachings of Juno, fired continuous shots from the Blood Demon. Six Blood Energy Bullets divided into two groups, each forming a pinwheel shape, sealing off all of Gareth's approaches.

The blood-colored banner spear in Gareth's hands was an Extraordinary Weapon transformed by the fusion of the Eight Great Knights' Certificates. It had no other Special Abilities except for bloodsucking and resilience. He swept with the spear in his palm, and a powerful surge of Blood Butcher Fighting Spirit prematurely detonated the six Blood Energy Bullets.

After exchanging several moves in the cramped underground cavern, neither gained an advantage.

Drusinia had a variety of Special Abilities, unpredictable techniques, and incredible speed, plus the Blood Demon in hand. However, she could feel deeply that Gareth had recovered to the Peak of the Twenty-Second Level, surpassing her by more than a little!

Never had a Blood Servant reached such a high rank as a Blood Butcher!

Drusinia did not want a prolonged fight; she had only just managed to distance herself from Juno and didn't wish to waste time. Her body flickered, shifting from solid to intangible, and disappeared from Gareth's sight.

Gareth, without hesitation, chose a direction and pursued relentlessly.

One minor reason why Blood Butchers were called the dogs of the Blood Clan was their acute sensitivity to fluctuations in Blood Energy, allowing them to track down hidden Blood Clan members.

Throughout his journey, Charles saw countless Ling demons destroyed, and the sense of foreboding in his heart grew stronger.

Drusinia was one of Juno's three "night-use" Blood Servants.

Although Gareth had some issues, he was still one of their own.

But he didn't understand why Drusiania ignored him. Why did Gareth seem out of control?

As he passed the cave where Drusiania and Gareth had fought, he couldn't help furrowing his brow. He could tell that both participants in the battle that erupted here were of the "Blood Clan." That meant there couldn't be any other explanation—it had to be Drusiania and Gareth fighting.

Charles was baffled and thought to himself, "Why would they fight each other?"

But what worried Charles more was that he had always been deliberately suppressing Gareth's power. Even though Gareth's soul had been shattered by the fire demon, leaving him with transcendental strength, he couldn't use it at all. Charles feared that if Gareth regained his power, he might also regain his memories, so he intentionally had him practice as a Blood Butcher. However, from the battle's evidence, it seemed that Gareth must have fully recovered his Second Level powers—only his power type had changed.

Agon and Andreas could also tell a battle had taken place here and guessed that it must have been a conflict between Drusiania and Gareth; the overflowing aura of Blood Energy was too intense. They both couldn't understand why Gareth would want to pursue and kill Drusiania.

The situation became complicated, and both became more cautious.

After all, they both knew Gareth's origins as "Charles's eldest son."

Could it be that Gareth had suddenly awakened?

Charles suddenly heard a voice like the whispering of the wind. He raised his hand and looked at the Murmur of Fate on his finger. This golden snake ring, seemingly on purpose, led him towards a clearly untrodden passageway.

Without hesitation, Charles immediately gave up on tracking Drusiania and Gareth and turned into a narrower cavernous passage.

Neither Agon nor Andreas asked any questions. Knowing the dangers that lay ahead, they both kept silent, just making sure to protect Charles.

After Charles had switched to the new passage, the Murmur of Fate on his hand subtly guided him each time a fork in the road appeared. After more than two hours of walking, he found himself leaving the underground passage and entering a small valley.

At the center of the valley was a clear, transparent pond, so clear that the bottom was visible. Yet, nothing could be seen in it, no fish, and no aquatic plants like duckweed—the cleanliness was somewhat "unnatural."

Kneeling down, Charles reached into the pond. The Murmur of Fate stopped stirring, but another golden ring suddenly emanated a strange force, continuously drawing water from the pond.

Charles was startled but quickly realized what was happening and called out softly, "Tears of the Whale King!"

He quickly motioned to stop Agon and Andreas, who were rushing over to "rescue" him, and focused on the two golden rings on his hand.

The one sealed with the Holy Light Divine State Title, originally had the delicate curves of Omibella, but now it bore three new things on it: a big tree with abundant roots and lush foliage, a whimsically adorable whale, and a little boy hiding under Omibella's skirt.

These four different images composed the bizarre golden ring.

He could even sense that the golden ring had become even more mysterious.

Seeing that Charles Mecklen was fine, Agon sat down cross-legged and said to Andreas, "I've never experienced so many adventures in my life. Following Mr. Mecklen, life really is exciting to an excessive degree."

Andreas also sighed and said, "I never thought that after the war ended, life would become even more thrilling."

"So much oddity on a single island."

"To think, we're not here to explore the island; we're here to challenge the Evil God."

"I've even started to get the impression that, even if we were to challenge the Evil God, it would probably be just like this."