The First Magic World War

Chapter 398: 370, Blood Spirit Rhinoceros’s weapon form@@novelbin@@

The Augusladin High Priest’s relationship with Charles was indeed quite close; they had collaborated on numerous occasions. Moreover, since Aegeus was truly a fine thing, a deep and silky friendship had formed. As a result, the High Priest didn’t beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose: he was to be sent as an emissary to the Lionheart Dynasty and wanted Charles to serve as his deputy.

Representing Fars, the Augusladin High Priest had embarked on a diplomatic mission to Inglima, achieving remarkable success. Not only did he facilitate an alliance between the two nations, but he also forged deep friendships with various high nobles of Inglima and the High Priests of each True God.

Well, no one said that the friendships formed over dining, drinking, and merrymaking weren’t genuine!

As the war progressed to the present, the Lionheart Dynasty, which was the only one out of the Five Great Empires that hadn’t entered into the war, had become the target of courtship from both sides. However, the Lionheart Dynasty had no desire to get involved in the conflict, so they hadn’t agreed to any party.

Considering the Augusladin High Priest’s outstanding abilities and remarkable achievements, and the fact that Inglima had already joined the war, His Majesty Julius Axler VI planned to send him to the Lionheart Dynasty to persuade them to join their side.

The Augusladin High Priest knew that, because of a book about the Lionheart King, Charles had won the favor of the Emperor of the Lionheart Dynasty, so he wanted to invite him to accompany him on the mission, to boost the confidence in this diplomatic endeavor.

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Charles declined the offer without hesitation. He now commanded hundreds of thousands of troops, owned more than a dozen cities, and controlled the Red Dragon Strait, while frequently interacting with Menilman and Sophia Garanord’s fleets. With such a favorable environment, heading to the Lionheart Dynasty? He must have lost his mind.

Furthermore, Charles wasn’t interested in serving as a deputy to the Augusladin High Priest!

Not to mention, traveling with the Augusladin High Priest on a diplomatic mission would mean his status wouldn’t be very high. Even if they were successful, what benefit would he reap?

Charles’s refusal was decisive, and although the Augusladin High Priest regretted it, he didn’t insist further. He simply stayed in Red Cliff City and didn’t leave.

As a priest, the Augusladin High Priest had far more freedom and leisure than Charles, a civil servant. If he wished to stay in Red Cliff City, Charles couldn’t exactly kick him out. After all, their relationship was truly of the Gold Eglu level.

The Augusladin High Priest had only been in Red Cliff City for a short while when he was shocked time and time again. He was aware that Charles’s recent development was impressive, but he hadn’t anticipated that Charles would have subdued a force of several hundred thousand elite Beastmen, as well as having three Beastmen of the Sacred Order surrender to him.

Well, the Old Goat was not a Beastman.

In the whole of Fars, there were only a few knighthoods more powerful than Charles.

What was even more frightening was that Charles had made a fortune from trade. The Westwind Knights were a trading knighthood, and although the trade routes from South Serif to Behemoth, from Cappadocia to Strasbourg, weren’t many, each one thrived astonishingly.

After all, Charles truly charged no taxes!

As is well-known, attractions that don’t charge an entry fee often yield higher profits.

It didn’t take long for the Augusladin High Priest to understand why Charles was unwilling to embark on a mission to the Lionheart Dynasty: the profits didn’t justify it. If he were in Charles’s shoes, having established such a vast enterprise, he wouldn’t just walk away to take a brief trip to the Lionheart Dynasty either!

Realizing why Charles had declined his request, the Augusladin High Priest soon gave up the idea of inviting Charles on the mission and took his leave. Charles didn’t try much to retain the High Priest. After seeing off his old friend, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to studying the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros.

After slaying the lion, the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros entered a completely new form, which could transform into a weapon suitable for Charles at any moment.

Having established a connection with the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros, Charles also comprehended the intricacies of this Duolian Clan weapon. Its designer had been very clever, allowing the weapon to transform into the most suitable form depending on the Blood Core embedded within it and the needs of its master.

In the hands of its previous owner, the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros had the form of a handgun. Now in the hands of Charles Meklen, he had thought many times about what he should let the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros transform into?

After extensive research, Charles had perfected a truly wondrous concept.

A concept that only an Earthling, a native of this world, would never think of.

After the Augusladin High Priest left, Charles began his seclusion, intent on unleashing the weapon form of the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros.

About a dozen days later, in the seclusion of his chamber, Charles let out a low cry, his entire being engulfed in Bloody Glory. Unknowingly, he advanced another order, breaking through to the fifteenth order.

Even Charles had not expected this retreat to come with extra gains. Without pondering his breakthrough in detail, he focused all his attention on the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros. The bracelet suddenly shone with a strange light, and as the blood-colored light grew more intense, Charles infused his will into it, and the Sacred Extraordinary Object instantly transformed into a huge sphere.

Hmm, if there were others from Earth here, they would blurt out upon seeing this huge sphere: a Saiyan’s spherical spaceship.

Charles had considered countless weapons, but in the end, he chose this form.

Witnessing the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros’s new weapon form, Charles snapped his fingers. The spherical spaceship opened its hatch. He walked in, closed the door, and the massive sphere suddenly shrank to the size of a thumb-sized “pellet”.

This pellet slowly floated up, then with a sudden flash, it shot through the air with a piercing screech, appearing at the other end of the chamber.

Charles controlled the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros’s new weapon form, flying chaotically around the room. In just a few minutes, he sensed that even though he had just reached the fifteenth order, his energy was still insufficient for the consumption of the Sacred Transcendent Weapon and had to stop.

The thumb-sized “pellet” fell to the ground, slowly enlarging to over one person tall. Charles opened the hatch and walked out, feeling somewhat dejected. He had wanted to create a flying device, but although the unsealed weapon form of the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros could indeed carry a person in flight, the energy consumed was far too great for anything more than a brief flight.

The Blood Spirit Rhinoceros’s combat form was to shrink into a thumb-sized pellet, which consumed even more energy. Normal flight, Charles could support for half an hour, but in combat form, he could only last for about fifteen minutes.

In fact, there was another form for the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros, but it was currently lacking a suitable target, thus it was unusable.

Charles opened his palm and the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros, in its spherical cabin form, shrunk again to the size of a thumb and flew into his palm. Without a passenger, the consumption of energy in the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros’s weapon form was slightly lower, but it could still only support about twenty minutes. The battles must be quick and decisive.

Hmm, there wouldn’t be too many ordinary Transcendents who could last ten or twenty minutes under the assault of a Sacred Transcendent Weapon.

Charles put away the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros, storing it in the Bloody Vortex of his right arm. He walked out of the seclusion chamber, glanced at the sunlight outside, and the Murmur of Fate in his hand suddenly whispered a reminder for him to hurry and find the Black Dragon or even Golden Ram Herolf would do…

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