The First Magic World War

The Hunchback Red Bear Warriors, when observed with the naked eye, still appeared crude, powerful, savage, magnanimous, and ferocious. However, when Charles activated Insight, what he saw was a group of monster bears that had completely lost their vitality, with dull fur and only faint white fires in their eye sockets.

Charles had not expected that Labyrinth Guardians would be such creatures.

If he had known, he would have preferred to kill the group of Hunchback Red Bear Warriors rather than transform them into Labyrinth Guardians.

Charles even saw the Hundred Bear Chief pick up a barrel of beer and drink heartily, while water continuously seeped from his chest and belly, indicating that the bear's body was "leaking" and could no longer retain food.

A slight chill arose from the depths of Charles's soul.

The Old Continent had True Gods as well as Evil Gods.

Whether it was the Ancestor God of the Blood Clan or Agmilas, both were Evil Gods.

They were called Evil Gods not because their powers were insufficiently strong, but because their powers belonged to the realm of fel energy.

In this world, there is only one thing that falls under the realm of fel energy, and that is "evil spirits."

They are not living beings. Although they possess all characteristics of living beings, they have no life, cannot reproduce, cannot think, have no emotions, and can only act according to some strange rules, without even desires...

Vampires are actually a kind of evil spirit.

A very special kind of evil spirit.

Since he had transmigrated, he knew that his predecessor had died summoning an Evil God, and he also knew that he was cultivating Bloody Glory, a strange power that belonged to the realm of fel energy. But because the fact of transmigration was even more bizarre, he had always neglected certain details.

Due to the remnants of Labyrinth Evil God Agmilas and a shred of intent from Blood Clan Evil God Kahnstan battling each other, the formation of the two diaries, despite the constant risk of bringing the Evil Gods back, had brought him innumerable benefits.

Whether it was the increased spirituality from facing an Evil God directly, the rapid progress of Bloody Glory, or the increasingly mysterious Labyrinth Power...

For a long time, Charles had even thought that the Evil Gods were not so terrifying.

As for the downsides, Charles hadn't felt them yet.

It was only at this moment that Charles suddenly realized he was deeply ensnared, walking step by step towards an unmeasurable darkness.

Charles took out the diary and suddenly had a thought he had never considered before, "Why do I trust this diary so much?"

"I believe that as long as I control fifteen labyrinths, and map out the sixteenth labyrinth, proving myself, Agmilas will never come."

"I believe that as soon as I master the seventeen pages of the Adonis Clan's Bloodline Mantra, Kahnstan will be unable to harm me ever again."

"I am complacent about my own progress, I enjoy the convenience brought by the Bloodline Mantra and the Labyrinth, thinking I will eventually get past the crisis of the Evil Gods' descent."

"But... when have the Evil Gods ever told the truth? Spoken honestly?"

"How can this diary be trustworthy?"

Looking at the group of Hunchback Red Bear Warriors, who had already undergone a cursed transformation, lost their lives, and become Labyrinth Guardians, Charles suddenly felt an upsurge of fear.

A tremendous fear.

It even reminded him of the time he swallowed a Blood Servant of Lord Leo and was backlashed by the Prime Blood Boiling, when the mysterious Blood Clan Evil God actually helped him master the Bloodline Mantra in a friendly manner.

Why would an Evil God be so kind-hearted?

Charles had a feeling that since the moment he had transmigrated, a huge conspiracy had enshrouded him, one that was so well hidden that he could not find any traces of it.

The reason he questioned and reacted today was not because he was extremely vigilant or had noticed something amiss, but because as a transmigrator, he could not easily accept turning a group of living beings into evil spirits.

Charles did not know that Labyrinth Guardians were such entities.

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He had thought they were much like Labyrinth NPCs, capable only of publishing tasks, accepting tasks, and being perceptible to him within a certain range, otherwise indistinguishable from ordinary people.

He didn't realize this was "damaging and deadly."

Charles abruptly activated the Quickness Technique and leaped to the highest nearby point, looking at the bustling crowd below, living peacefully just as in Silver Pigeon Fort, when a terrifying thought suddenly struck him, "Could it be that one day, these 'NPCs' might turn into evil spirits?"

Charles dared not entertain the thought any further.

He suddenly leaped up and sprinted out of Machu Picchu, onto the wilderness, and shouted with all his might, "Mama Karen, I have a question."

"Mama Karen! May I have an audience with you!"

"Mama Karen! Mama Karen! Mama Karen..."

Charles screamed desperately for two hours, but Mama Karen did not appear. His heart suddenly chilled, and he turned back to Machu Picchu.

Some fifteen minutes later, he appeared in Silver Pigeon Fort.

Charles knew this was the Old Continent, with numerous gods and Transcendents, someone must have an answer to his question.

Since Mama Karen was not present, he could seek out another of the Sacred Order for advice.

There was a significant figure in Silver Pigeon Fort who could help solve his conundrum—the Augustine High Priest!

Even though it was extremely risky, he came to Silver Pigeon Fort without looking back.

As the High Priest of The Lord of Radiance, Augustine might have questionable integrity, but he was definitely a person of profound wisdom and insight into most of the world's secrets.

Charles also knew that he should be in the small town of Interlaken, fighting side by side with Duke Joseph, but his sudden appearance in Silver Pigeon Fort was highly suspicious, and the High Priest might see through something, yet he had to take this risk.

Facing the Sacred Order was better than facing an Evil God.

Although the Augusladin High Priest only stayed in the fort for a few days, he bought an abandoned mansion in Silver Pigeon Fort and transformed it into the Temple of Glory.

He came to Silver Pigeon Fort not just to play bodyguard for the Emperor's brother-in-law but also for another purpose, such as recruiting believers for The Lord of Radiance.

This Temple of Glory already had a small group of followers, who came to pray every day.

Charles lingered outside the temple for a full quarter of an hour before he gathered the courage, stepped into the temple, and first saw a group of young boys learning the Radiant Breathing Method.

He had another purpose for his visit and didn't dare to linger. He said to the temple's servant, "Lucavaro District Patrolling Army head, Westwind Knights' Commander, thirty-second rank second-class clerk Charles Mecklen wishes to see the High Priest."

The temple's servant wore a peculiar expression and said softly, "The High Priest has been waiting for you all along; please go right in."

Charles suppressed the urge to explain that he "wasn't here for a special tribute," and walked slowly into the temple.

Inside a small and quiet chamber, he saw the Augustine High Priest sitting there, emaciated.

Just as Charles was about to articulate his purpose for coming, the Augustine High Priest smiled faintly and said, "My child, are you confused about something?"

Charles took a deep breath and replied, "Yes, I'm somewhat perturbed."

"I once witnessed..."

"An ancient painting said to depict the true visage of an overseas Evil God."

"It was at an auction."

Charles added quickly, clarifying so as not to be misunderstood.

The Augustine High Priest still had a smile on his face, "Oh! I'm aware of that painting; it's now kept at 25 Magnan Street, in the hands of that lady."

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