The First Magic World War

Chapter 535: 501, War of the Evil God (Request for Monthly Tickets) Chapter 535: 501, War of the Evil God (Request for Monthly Tickets) Charles asked, “Even if this is feasible, how am I to send Omibella up there?”
There was a long silence from Juno’s end, and then suddenly he blurted out, “Why don’t you ask Omibella?”
Charles suddenly didn’t feel like dealing with his teacher anymore.

Could such a matter even be questioned?

Moreover, to ask such an offensive question to an Evil God?

Omibella was not any kind-hearted fellow; what if the provocation enraged her, and she lashed out, devouring him?

Although he didn’t know why Omibella regarded him as her husband, he was well aware that he had no relationship with this Divine Creature.

Right, he had no relationship with Amon either.

Thinking of Amon reminded Charles of the “ghastly face” He had made at him just before…

It was too horrific.

Charles kept circling around Ysamiel, wielding the Flame Knight Lance, bombarding one body part after another, trying to find His weak point.

However, all attempts were in vain; the resurrected Evil God seemed to have no flaw anywhere, His power enveloping Him completely, leaving no angle undefended.

After trying for a round, Charles suddenly descended, entering the Isemeren Palace; he even put away the Flame Knight Lance and used his expanded physical body to keep destroying the palace.

Every time he broke a piece off, he threw it with all his might towards the Holy Light Divine State Title.

The Holy Light Divine State Title seemed to accept everything that came its way, devouring whatever Charles Meklen threw at it.

Charles also knew that Isemeren Palace was huge like a city, and even if he transformed into a giant hundreds of meters tall, he couldn’t possibly dismantle the palace, which was a relic of the Evil God, in a short time.

But he believed that persistence pays off, and if he could continue, he would eventually dismantle the entire Isemeren Palace.

Charles didn’t believe that the resurrected Evil God could continue to exist once the Isemeren Palace was completely dismantled.

After Ysamiel made His appearance, He wielded the Trident, continually attacking the Holy Light Divine State Title, but ever since Charles appeared, He became completely captivated by Charles, focusing all His attention on him.

Now, He wielded the Trident upside down, repeatedly stabbing downwards ferociously, but Charles, as quick as a fish, eluded every jab.

Taking advantage of this, the Holy Light Divine State Title rammed fiercely, continually breaking off chunks and debris.

Ysamiel, unable to contain His anger, launched forceful counterattacks, causing the Holy Light Divine State Title to shatter, sending fragments flying!

In the endless abyss of space, two vastly different, colossal palaces endlessly collided.

Above the Ysamiel Palace emerged a giant spirit, swinging a massive Trident,
This battle was cataclysmic, resembling in the real world a legendary warship fiercely colliding with a floating palace, both subjected to fierce attacks, causing ship bodies, houses, and all sorts of buildings and towers to be shattered and peeled away, falling into the ocean.

In this stretch of the sea, all living beings perished due to the battle, with large swathes of fish floating belly-up, rapidly whitening and soon decomposing.

Below the surface, endless darkness prevailed; the ocean was no longer azure but an infinite expanse of darkness.

Gareth burst out of the sea surface with an expressionless face, watching the battle between the two massive creatures, and suddenly accelerated, approaching Isemeren Palace.

With a leap, he landed on the palace that was transformed from the remnants of the Evil God, and with one kick, sent part of the tumbling palace dome crashing into the ocean.

Thousands of kilometers in the sky, Juno closed his eyes, floating among the clouds.

His spiritual consciousness had already delved into another world.

Compared to Gareth, Juno Arthur was closer to the Divine level.

He had also had close encounters with several divine creatures aboard the Holy Light Divine State Title, which led to a fresh understanding of the Divine level.

This allowed him to achieve such an inconceivable feat.

In the endless black void, Juno was not actually hiding in the emptiness but, just like Charles, had stepped onto Isemeren Palace.

He did not engage in destruction but was incessantly searching.

Juno, like a shadow, could not be hindered by anything; regardless of the debris, he could pass through it, searching for something hidden in the deepest part of the palace.

In a sudden movement, Charles pulled out a fountain with both hands and fiercely threw it aside, then immediately went in search of other targets.

Beneath the uprooted fountain, a dark hole was revealed.

Juno’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he transformed into a faint blood-colored light, diving down below.

Much like an experienced horse knowing the way, he navigated through the labyrinth-like underground and quickly found a mass that resembled flesh and blood.

It had no distinct shape, just a massive lump of flesh and blood, larger than a room with a dark red hue.

Yet, it throbbed incessantly as if it still had life.

Juno pounced on this giant mass of flesh.

In the blink of an eye, the lump withered and soon became nothing but rubble.

After consuming the mass of flesh, Juno changed direction to seek more targets.

As Juno devoured the lump of flesh, Ysamiel suddenly paused for a moment.

Charles shot up into the sky, the Flame Knight Lance reappearing in his grasp.

He did not know if this was an opportunity, but a single attack cost him nothing!

The strike hit right behind Ysamiel, in a spot that seemed slightly uneven.

The revived Evil God let out a terrible screech as if it had been stung.

Charles’s face was full of surprise because his spear had pierced through the divine glow on Ysamiel’s body.

He immediately perceived countless evil forces surging towards him, intent on firmly restraining him.

Charles desperately twisted his body, wrenching a large hole in Ysamiel’s enormous form, and then he made his escape.

A gigantic palm descended from the sky, striking the very spot Charles had just targeted, but Charles had already fled, leaving Ysamiel to slap its immense body, generating an earth-shatteringly loud noise.

After retracting the Flame Knight Lance, he felt his physical body was on the verge of collapse.

Not daring to linger in battle any longer, he fled back to the Holy Light Divine State Title.

As soon as he landed on the Holy Light Divine State Title, the powers of the Evil God from within him withdrew in succession, and he reverted to human form, collapsing on the ground, gasping for breath.

Directly looking at an Evil God could lead to countless sequels, let alone bearing the Power of the Evil God with one’s flesh, and even five at that?

Charles felt his body issuing its most severe warning—it had surpassed its limit and could shatter at any moment.

Desperately, Charles activated Bloody Glory, repeatedly attempting to repair his body and even tried the Bloodflame Transformation Technique dozens of times.

He turned into a mass of Blood Flame and then returned to his human form, hoping to heal the internal injuries, but the results were negligible.

“Damn it!

Am I going to die here?”
“No, I absolutely can’t die here.”
Charles continually invigorated his spirit, trying all the secret techniques of Bloody Glory, but the rate at which he repaired his body couldn’t keep up with the speed at which it was falling apart.

Desperation began to set in for Charles, yet each time a thought of despair arose, he firmly snuffed it out, quietly praying, “Oh, Sovereign of the Court of Destiny, who roams the long river of time, who understands all mysteries and controls transcendent rituals, I am willing to pay a share of the joy of destiny for a healthy body?”