The First Magic World War

Chapter 532: 498, Fight to the Death Chapter 532: 498, Fight to the Death Charles and the fleet parted ways, the fleet choosing the Ferdinand route, while he still chose the Ristofor Route!

If it were an ordinary warship, it would be impossible for one person to control it, but the Holy Light Divine State Title was different, it didn’t even need to be manned.

Of course, in reality, though the Holy Light Divine State Title had no humans, it was still crewed by Labyrinth Guardians, Blood Servants, Great Act Devils, and other Evil Wraiths, who could act as crew, just not as adeptly as seasoned sailors.

Georgiadi Hadrian Fleet, which had been sailing alongside Charles’s fleet, had just completed an assembly in the Agres Sea.

They had passed through the Agres Sea safely and without losing many ships.

Georgeadi Hadrian looked out over the Agres Sea and heaved a deep sigh of relief, worried about another encounter with Charles Meklen’s fleet.

He didn’t know how the other party had acquired so many Ghost Ships.

Though still confident that his own fleet had the upper hand, he had no desire to bear the losses of a battle.

This fleet was his foundation for establishing a new second Black Phoenix Dynasty, and he could not afford to waste it on a meaningless fight.

As Charles, sailing alone on the Holy Light Divine State Title, re-entered the Agres Sea, Georgiadi Hadrian had also finished assembling his fleet and set sail towards the New Continent.

For him, the new world, a new life, the second Black Phoenix Dynasty, they were all a near future.

Juno commanded the fleet into the Ferdinand route.

Standing atop Swan Lake, he looked in another direction and said to Deran, “Take command of Swan Lake in my stead!”

“I also want to join in on the excitement.”

I just didn’t expect him to bring it up to me.”

“A weakened Evil God, that taste is sweet beyond words.”

“I’m off to the banquet.”

Deran didn’t say anything, just silently took out the Blood Demon and handed it to Juno.

Juno Arthur accepted the Blood Demon with a smile, saying, “You’re my best little princess.” As he transformed into a faint streak of blood and soared into the sky, he saw another streak of blood rise as well, and couldn’t help laughing, “My dear student sure does respect his father!”

He followed Gareth, eager to see more of the excitement.

After Charles had steered the Holy Light Divine State Title back into the Agres Sea, a brand-new route appeared before him.

With a slight smile, he let the Holy Light Divine State Title proudly sail into it.

Very soon, Charles saw the thirty-second Labyrinth—the Palace of Isemeren!

Accompanying the appearance of Isemeren Palace were nearly a thousand Ghost Ships!

Charles couldn’t help but mutter to himself, “The quality of these ghost ships is too poor, not even one ancient magic ghost warship, seems like there’s no Sacred level presence either!

Has Agmilas really run out of resources?”

He took out the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros, transformed it into a flaming spear, and charged at the nearest ghost ship.

He easily swept all the crew from the ghost ship into the sea and maze-ified the ghost ship.

The Holy Light Divine State Title had gained another consort ship!

However, just a few minutes later, the consort ship was struck in turns by seven or eight ghost ships, directly shattering into pieces.

Fortunately, at the same time, Charles had also cleared the second ghost ship.

On the Holy Light Divine State Title, Omibella opened her eyes and let out a howl, shooting forth a blazing white cannon, striking the Isemeren Palace, making this remnant palace of the Evil God tremble as if an earthquake had shaken it.

This Legendary Warship didn’t have a design for a main cannon and Charles had always thought that it couldn’t fire a main cannon.

Considering it was already powerful enough, it didn’t necessarily need one, so he didn’t think much about adding one.

Although purchasing an Alchemical Cannon was costly, Charles could still afford it; it was only during his expedition to the Agres Sea that he collected the last three Extraordinary Objects and hadn’t considered retrofitting the Holy Light Divine State Title before.

At that moment, Charles realized that this Legendary Warship actually did have a main cannon, and its power was quite formidable.

Before the blazing white cannon hit the Isemeren Palace, it had pierced through at least ten ghost ships in its path.

These ghost ships all turned into ash, ceasing to exist.

Suddenly, countless Resentful Spirits emerged from the Isemeren Palace.

These spirits condensed into thousands of black energy clusters in the sky, each trailing a black gleam as they rushed towards the Holy Light Divine State Title.

A green light surged from the Holy Light Divine State Title, not just resisting the black gleam but engulfing it completely with a sweep of the green light.

The two colossal entities fought fiercely at sea, with Charles bounding across the water.

The number of ghost ships he maze-ified had surpassed ten.

This small fleet of ten ghost ships, although each was battered by several attacks from other ghost ships, showed an exhilarating spirit when the eleventh ghost ship joined.

The Ghost Crew of these ships howled to the sky in an extremely agitated state.

This time, Agmilas did not withdraw the Isemeren Palace, nor did he recall the Ghost Fleet.

After fighting valiantly for a full day and night, Charles had captured just over a hundred ghost ships.

Facing more than ten times the number of ghost ships in a frenzied assault, he began to feel tired.

Just as he contemplated whether to retreat or not, seven or eight of the ghost ships besieging him suddenly sank, giving Charles a breather, allowing him to conquer eight ghost ships in a row and even launch a minor counterattack.

Charles felt something odd.

Each time the battle grew intense, a few ghost ships would inexplicably sink, and the tide of the naval battle gradually turned slightly in his favor.

When night fell upon the sea and starlight scattered across the sky, Charles unexpectedly discovered that he had control over more than two hundred ghost ships.

Although he was still at a disadvantage, he could now go on the offensive and defend, no longer constantly besieged by a much larger number of ghost ships.

The exchange of fire between the Holy Light Divine State Title and the Isemeren Palace continued throughout the entire day and into the deep night.

The Blazing White Cannon fired by Omibella showed signs of dimming, yet the cannonade of Resentful Spirits from the Isemeren Palace seemed endlessly inexhaustible.

Every so often, Charles glanced back and grew concerned for the Legendary Warship, only to see the Omibella at the bottom slowly disappearing.

Then, countless waves churned as the Legendary Warship gradually came to life, transforming into a whale of mountainous proportions!

Upon witnessing this scene, Charles couldn’t help but grumble, “This thing is really bizarre!”

To think that something could be so sinister, even odder than the palace formed from the remains of an Evil God, and yet still come out on top.