The First Magic World War

Georgiadi Hadrian floated in the air, staring at the eight warships for a long time without making any move.

He did not know how many of the Sacred level were hidden within Charlotte's fleet, but with one Legendary Warship and seven Magical Alchemy Warships, even this up-and-coming War God of the Old Continent had no confidence in breaking through the defenses of such a fleet.

Upon learning that Charlotte's fleet was in pursuit, Georgiadi Hadrian had led all the Magical Alchemy Warships to turn around, intending to decide the battle at sea against Charlotte in a fight to the death.

He had taken almost all of Black Phoenix's battle ships, with fifteen Magical Alchemy Warships under his command, a force still above Charlotte's fleet; however, this was also Black Phoenix's last reserve, and he did not wish to clash directly with Charlotte.

After all, without these fifteen Magical Alchemy Warships, the Black Phoenix People would have a difficult time surviving even if they reached the New Continent. Georgiadi Hadrian was well aware that the Evil Gods of the New Continent were in the midst of chaotic battles, having already torn the heavens and earth asunder.

Georgiadi Hadrian thought to himself, "I must find a way to divide this fleet. If I can draw one or two of their warships out, I can capture them with a strike as swift as lightning. Not only would we not lose strength, but we would actually increase it."

"What method should I use to divide this fleet?"

Georgiadi Hadrian considered seven or eight methods but was not confident in any of them. He thought to himself, "I'll have to go back and go through Annie MacLennan's novels again. Her stories are truly well-crafted, full of sophisticated strategies that seem inconceivable, yet surprisingly effective."

"If it weren't for reading her novels, I would not have learned to burn my boats and launch surprise attacks on the armies of four nations, which then led to success."

As he contemplated his strategies, he suddenly saw a swarm of insects take to the sky, and his expression changed slightly.

Georgiadi Hadrian, a being of the Peak Holy Order, immediately sensed that the power of this swarm of insects was no less than his own.

When the swarm dispersed, he was about to return to his fleet when he saw those humanoid strange creatures, initially loitering around the cliffs, suddenly run like mad into the dense forests of the island as if they had received some signal.

These Ling demons, in their frenzied sprinting, would suddenly burrow into the ground, then vanish without a trace.

The monsters that were spread all over the hills quickly all burrowed underground, as if they had never appeared.

Georgiadi Hadrian saw two types of creatures in succession, each bizarre in its own way, and he couldn't help but feel a measure of caution, pondering, "Not only does this island possess a mysterious power that resists Transcendents above the Sacred level, but it also harbors so many strange things. Could it be the lair of some Evil God, or perhaps some secret realm?"

Georgiadi Hadrian's fleet was anchored on the other side of Solomon Island. As he scouted enemy positions alone, he only saw the fleet and did not observe Charlotte, Agon, Gareth, Andreas, and others. The presence of the mysterious Gomodoro Tree also obstructed his perception, so this last War God of the Black Phoenix Dynasty did not know that Charlotte was not on board but was on the island.

Had he known, he would have certainly spared no effort in killing Charlotte first.

Charlotte also did not know of the great danger.

He never expected that, having veered off the shipping routes, Georgiadi Hadrian would still catch up.

Not only did he present weapons, but he also imparted precious Secret Techniques, earning immense favor within the Tribe of the Blue Sky. A constant stream of blue giants came to him seeking guidance on the nuances of practicing the Beast God Shapeshifting Art.

Even Andreas joined in, seriously lecturing the group of blue giants on the aesthetics of spiritual practice. Apart from Charles and his few companions, no one knew that Andreas had never actually practiced this Secret Technique.

Although there were not many blue giants who transformed into human form, they all changed based on illustrations and possessed incredible beauty regardless of gender—beauty so otherworldly that even Charles, who had been bombarded with various influences on Earth, sometimes found it overwhelming. These beings looked as though they had stepped straight out of an anime, or from the digital creations of Photoshop and Illustrator, leaving Andreas even more astounded.

Gareth, the big-hearted fellow, and Agon, the elephant-man, however, were immune to the blue giants' transformed human appearances.

Gareth's soul had been shattered, along with his sense of aesthetics.

Elephant-man Agon had a peculiar taste for muscular women after all, the aesthetic standards of elephant-people differed from other beastmen.

Seeing Andreas take the mentoring so seriously, Charles gradually handed over the educational task to this young man, while he himself approached the ancient Gomodoro Tree. He reached out to touch the sacred ancient tree and engaged in a mental exchange with it.

Soon, Charles sensed that the ancient tree was not benign, but more like a prisoner confined for a thousand years, unable to move an inch—indifferent to life and death, even longing for its end. It cared not at all about being felled to be made into a Legendary Warship.

A sudden idea struck Charles, and turning to the tribe leader Angina, who had transformed into an elegant and mature beauty, he stated, "I wish to release a big one, let everyone know there's no cause for alarm."

Angina offered a slight, alluring smile and replied, "We live amidst danger every day and are not so easily frightened."

Charles removed a gold ring and placed it on the ground, and a massive warship abruptly materialized out of thin air.

Although she had just declared their resilience in the face of daily peril, Angina could not help but gasp, covering her mouth with her hand in surprise.

Charles turned his attention back to the Gomodoro Tree and conveyed his thoughts, "Can you merge into the Holy Light Divine State Title of your own accord? I do not wish to cut you down. Can you become a part of Holy Light Divine State Title while still preserving your life?"

Charles persisted in transmitting this thought. Soon, he saw countless seeds of light radiating from the Gomodoro Tree and settling on Holy Light Divine State Title, and quickly, a small tree sprouted right in the center of the Magic Array at the ship's bow.

The small tree grew relentlessly while the original Gomodoro Tree rooted in the earth withered away. In no time, there was a giant tree covering the entire bow, rooted deeply within the ship's Magic Array, identical to the original Gomodoro Tree.

Where this ancient tree had grown, all that remained was a withered stump.

Charles collected the stump and addressed the agape blue giants, "The Gomodoro Tree no longer offers you its protection here; it is no longer safe. Please, relocate to Holy Light Divine State Title!"

"I will keep my promise and take you away."

The tribe leader Angina's face lit up with ecstatic joy as she exclaimed, "Everyone aboard! We can leave Solomon Island now."

The children of the tribe, brimming with excitement, were the first to board Holy Light Divine State Title, their curiosity piqued even further upon seeing the Labyrinth Guardians on the ship. They circled around these beastman-shaped protectors in a fascinated flurry.