The First Magic World War

Charles stood in the captain's cabin of the Holy Light Divine State Title, his mind filled with countless whirling thoughts. He momentarily disregarded the cacophony and stared at the endless expanse of the Ghost Fleet and the slowly drifting palace on the sea, feeling that something wasn't quite right.

"If challenging the Evil God always involves this level of difficulty, how is it possible for anyone to succeed?"

"That's true, I haven't heard of anyone passing either."

"After all, this is challenging the Evil God, not clearing a game. No matter how difficult a game is, the designers always leave a possibility for completion."

"Why does it seem like there are even more ghost ships now?"

"Did the Agres Sea really sink so many ghost ships?"

As Charles pondered, a thread of thought emanated from the diary in his arms: Charles Meklen shall begin the challenge of the second Labyrinth—The Isemeren Palace! It is a part of the fallen body of the Evil God Isemeren, seized by Agmilas and turned into his second-controlled Labyrinth!

Charles had never heard of this Evil God. In his efforts to remove the Evil God's arrival buff from himself, he had perused countless records, but had not come across any mention of this deity. Judging by the scale of the Ghost Fleet, he surmised that this Evil God's authority was related to the Domain of Death.

Hmm, a Death Domain Evil God... dead himself...

What kind of Evil God joke was this?

The great battle at sea lasted for several hours.

Though Charles's side had three Legendary Warships and seven Magical Alchemy Warships, sinking hundreds of ghost ships, the sea was still thick with them as ghost ships continuously emerged from the depths.

Charles wasn't sure how to claim victory in this sea battle if it continued.

Isemeren Palace, though it could move slowly, was eager to join the fray, but aside from causing some initial panic, Charles's Sacred-level subordinates, relying on the speed of the Magical Alchemy Warships, were able to avoid the floating palace that seemed quite ominous, and it had not yet caused any damage.

Herolf, the Golden Goat, with his vast experience, kept reminding all of the warships to maintain a certain distance. The other Sacred-levels also sensed that, with the vast Ghost Fleet, the nearby sea area had taken on a labyrinthine quality. If they strayed too far from the other ships, they would be obscured from view.

Fortunately, each Magical Alchemy Warship had a Sacred-level on board. Whenever such a moment arose, a Sacred-level would act, breaking the Labyrinth Power and keeping the fleet intact.

After calculating the ammunition reserves, Charles decisively issued the retreat command.

Though the Magical Alchemy Warships were powerful, they still relied on the magic alchemy cannons on board. Each cannon shot was prohibitively expensive and should not continue to be squandered on the endless and seemingly inexhaustible ghost ships.

Once Charles issued his command, Juno took action, using Blood Clan's Great Prophecy to clear a path allowing the fleet to maintain a solid formation and retreat orderly from the battle.

Although the Ghost Fleet pursued several times and even attempted to use the Labyrinth Power to invert spatial directions and trap this fleet, they were no match. The fleet was too strong, with Sacred-levels continually breaking the Labyrinth Power and quickly separating from the Ghost Fleet.

Charles ordered all ships to form up and said to Juno, "Teacher, let's try making a break with the Holy Light Divine State Title alone."

Juno smiled slightly and replied, "Good!"

The Ghost Fleet was simply too numerous; even if a Magical Alchemy Warship could sink a few ships, decisive victory was unattainable—it was merely a waste of cannon fire. While Sacred-levels could also strike, their power could be amplified several times by the boost from Magical Alchemy Warships, yet even Sacred-levels were not perpetual motion machines. They too would grow weary.

Charles couldn't bear to waste his fleet in mere attrition warfare with the Ghost Fleet.

But the Holy Light Divine State Title was different; this legendary warship was dark enough to be completely unafraid of ghost ships.

All the magical alchemy warships left by Charles were kept, including the Dolmabahçe Number and Swan Lake, propelling the Holy Light Divine State Title to once again break into the Ghost Fleet.

This time, Juno did not make a move; he knew that Charles had other plans.

Soon, two ghost ships drew close to the Holy Light Divine State Title on both sides, and the hull of this legendary warship suddenly split open, revealing gaping maws made of countless branches, splinters, and gunwales that clamped down on the two ghost ships, crunching and munching them away.

Even Charles did not expect this turn of events, and Juno couldn't help but say, "Compared to the Labyrinth Evil God, this Holy Light Divine State Title is even more sinister!"

Charles tried to communicate with Amon, and soon on the "Voyage Log of the Holy Light Divine State Title," writing appeared: "Father, that was Dapocirodo just now, it was hungry. Do I need to stop it? My power isn't enough, I'll need mother's help, but She seems a bit out of control now."

Charles communicated: "For now, don't worry about the Gomodoro Tree, what's wrong with Omibella getting out of control?"

Writing on the "Voyage Log of the Holy Light Divine State Title" replied: "I don't know either, I'm very worried about mother, She seems like... She's pregnant again!"

Charles was taken aback, he roughly understood Omibella; this Divine Creature becoming pregnant was definitely not a normal phenomenon!

Amon may have seemed quite normal, but She was certainly not a living being in the true sense!

In existence and structure, there is no rationality at all!

After a long moment of contemplation, Charles asked, "Professor Juno, what should we do if Omibella is pregnant?"

Juno was shocked and said, "I sensed it last time, She seemed to have undergone new mutations, but pregnancy... "

Charles hastily said, "It definitely wasn't my doing!"

Juno was silent for a while before saying softly, "I'm afraid it really was you!"

Charles was startled and said, "Professor! I'm not even proportionally matched with such Divine Creatures!"

Juno sighed and said, "But you are the person who has made the most contact with Her!"

"Omibella is not an ordinary female, She can conceive a new life without the need for human processes!"

"Well, don't say you can't understand, I can't either."

"In any case, this child cannot be kept."

Charles was nearly in tears; he didn't want it either!

The question was, could he even have a say in the matter?

At this time, another five or six ghost ships crashed forward. The Holy Light Divine State Title burst open its hull again, revealing five or six bizarre, massive maws, which sent out countless tendrils and branches, pulverizing and devouring all these ghost ships.

Resto, Aspros, Herolf, Qiudelo, Agon, Gales Mecklen, Andreas Constantin, Vigo, Drusinea, and others watched as the Holy Light Divine State Title sailed into the Ghost Fleet. In an instant, countless mists appeared, and moments later, the mist vanished, and everything disappeared.

Including the Holy Light Divine State Title, the Ghost Fleet, the slowly moving Isemeren Palace...