The First Magic World War

Black Scorpion, hearing the shattering sound of the Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet breaking through the door, had no idea what was happening. He thought to himself, "Could it be the Lone Wolf Gang? Or perhaps the Dark Night Beast?"

"I have had no conflicts with other gangs recently, so why would they suddenly attack us, the Black Scorpion Gang?"

Confident in his combat abilities, he grabbed a chain and rushed out of the room, only to see several times more people had flooded into their territory.

The leader, a young man holding an Extraordinary Rifle in one hand, looked majestic and divine as he aimed at him.

Charles didn't recognize Black Scorpion, but seeing the gang leader's "extraordinary presence," he didn't hesitate to "kill the chicken to scare the monkey."

Even a High-Level Transcendent couldn't withstand the Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet with just Protective Battle Qi. Black Scorpion, a mere gang leader who hadn't ascended to a Transcendent, how could he possibly resist?

Charles killed Black Scorpion with a single shot.

Although he wanted to establish his authority and to intimidate this motley crew of subordinates, acting willfully reckless and shooting with one hand, his aim was unexpectedly good.

Hit by a Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet, the Black Scorpion Gang's boss's body burst into a cloud of blood mist, annihilating him without a trace.

Charles hadn't anticipated that the Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet, when hitting a regular person, would have such tremendous power.

Dobin was a veteran of the Patrolling Army, knew Black Scorpion, and seeing Commander Charles's ferocity, how he "exploded" Black Scorpion with a single shot, immediately shouted, "Black Scorpion is dead! Those of the Black Scorpion Gang who wish to surrender will not be killed, those who resist will be executed without mercy."

He shouted several times, but Charles's makeshift Patrolling Army, containing many prisoners and low-level gang enforcers, had no concept of discipline. And since Charles had already promised to divide all of Black Scorpion Gang's wealth, many gang members hadn't even had the chance to surrender before being killed.

Charles had no intention of restraining his subordinates; in his past life, he was a math teacher and had no experience in such matters.

Without their leader, the Black Scorpion Gang, not being any well-trained military unit, crumbled under the attack of the Patrolling Army, and many surrendered their weapons.

In less than half an hour, Charles had taken over the Black Scorpion Gang's stronghold. The Patrolling Army was rampantly looting, searching for valuables and even frisking the bodies of Black Scorpion Gang members, dead or alive, quickly pocketing any pouches of money they found.

Looking at the chaotic scene, Charles breathed a sigh of relief. He had been uncertain before setting out, having never truly led an army before, but designed this battle based on human nature.

So far, the outcome was decent, at least he hadn't botched it.

Dobin, along with his subordinates, made vigorous efforts to control the Patrolling Army, commanding the surrendering Black Scorpion Gang members to drop their weapons and sit in a circle on the ground.

When Mason and Homonsa arrived with a large supply of food, some semblance of order was finally restored within the Black Scorpion Gang's territory.

Black Scorpion had been killed by a shot from Charles almost immediately upon appearing, and without their leader, the Black Scorpion Gang had barely mounted any significant resistance. Although dozens were killed in the conflict, and over a hundred had escaped, there were still five to six hundred people left.

Charles dispersed these men into various combat squads under his command, distributed the food brought by Mason and Homonsa, and while everyone was eagerly eating, he jumped onto a statue in the Black Scorpion Gang's territory, overlooking everyone and loudly declared, "I told you, I would share the wealth of Black Scorpion with everyone!" Discover more content at empire

"My old subordinates know, Mister Mecklen always keeps his word."

"After you've eaten, we can begin collecting the wealth. I will have a professional appraise it, converted into Fu Er and Sheng Ding, distributed to each according to their effort in today's battle," he said.

Charles did not confiscate the valuables that his subordinates had hidden away; any small items could be concealed, but anything larger couldn't be easily hidden.

After all, this patrolling army had little loyalty, and he wouldn't anger this motley crew over such a small amount of wealth, as it could cause problems.

Charles's shout was met with a thunderous welcome, as nobody would disdain the scent of money.

Originally, Charles had wanted to take advantage of the momentum to target another major guild, but seeing the people exhausted after their excitement, he had to abandon that plan.

After these people had eaten, Charles didn't dare to lead them back to number one Sparrowhawk Street, for it was a unit of highly complex membership, and it was possible that many could get lost on the way back.

He ordered his subordinates to rest on the spot and selected a room for himself.

Fearing trouble in the middle of the night, Charles didn't sleep but practiced Bloody Glory throughout the night.

The next morning, the headquarters of the Black Scorpion Gang became bustling.

After being awakened, Charles came out and asked, and it turned out that a few guilds that hadn't gone to number one Sparrowhawk Street yesterday had sent people over, requesting to meet with him.

Following yesterday's battle that wiped out the Black Scorpion Gang, this rabble had somewhat gained morale, and nobody informed them, just rounded up the people from these guilds and made them wait for Charles to wake up.

However, the presence of so many people caused some disturbance, and Charles was still alarmed.

He washed his face and tidied up his appearance a bit to look more commanding, and then had the people from those guilds brought over.

Among the members of the guilds who came, the most notable was an older man smartly dressed, who didn't seem like a guild member at all, but from the looks of others, Charles knew this guy held some status.

The man opened the conversation, saying, "I am Ross Bard of the Bard Commerce Guild!"

"As a local commerce guild of the Lucavaro District, I wish to lead the entire Bard Commerce Guild in joining the Patrolling Army."

The five biggest gangs in the Lucavaro District are the Lone Wolf Gang, the Dark Night Beast, the Golov Brothers Society, the recently annihilated Black Scorpion Gang, and the Bard Commerce Guild.

The Bard Commerce Guild is particularly unique; it's not a conventional gang but rather a coalition of seventeen shops that formed a security troop with gang-like elements, rarely clashing with other gangs, just ensuring the safety of the seventeen shops' businesses.

Originally, the Bard Commerce Guild didn't want to get involved in Charles's actions and had refused Dobin, but last night's battle had already alarmed various forces.

Once Ross Bard learned that the Black Scorpion Gang was completely annihilated overnight, he immediately persuaded the other members of the commerce guild, and they came over early in the morning to join.

He feared being too late in acting, as Charles might target the Bard Commerce Guild next.

Charles hadn't expected the Bard Commerce Guild to be so perceptive; he grinned and said, "Very good!"

"Welcome to the Patrolling Army family, Bard Commerce Guild."

He glanced at the others and asked, "And you?"

The faces of these gang members were ashen, and they hurriedly responded, "We also wish to join the Patrolling Army."

Charles said to Dobin, "Check to see if there are any other local gangs not willing to join the Patrolling Army voluntarily. I will help them to join with dignity."