The First Magic World War-Chapter 595 - 561, Complex Taste (Seeking Monthly Votes)
Chapter 595: 561, Complex Taste (Seeking Monthly Votes) Chapter 595: 561, Complex Taste (Seeking Monthly Votes) Everyone turned their gaze toward Charles, but at this moment, Charles was exerting all his strength to maintain his almost exploding spirituality; his soul wasn’t anywhere within his flesh.
He appeared like a “classic scumbag,” with eyes gazing heavenward in a trance during this critical time.
Anne took a deep breath, silently psyching herself up, “Anne, you know how much Mr.
Mecklen has done for you, and you’re aware that he wasn’t always like this.
He has changed so much for you.
He must be struggling, but you can’t blame him.
Now is your time to fight.”
Anne scanned all the “competitors” in the room and said, “Love is always mutual.
...
I believe in Mr.
Mecklen, I believe in myself, and I have unwavering faith in destiny, so…”
“Who else?”
“I’ll give you all one chance to join the duel.”
“No waiting if you’re late!”
For the first time, Anne Brittany displayed an air befitting a queen as she threw down the gauntlet to challenge Sophia Garanord, Menierman Sumei, Mei Guillaume, and Adossa Meisu, declaring war.
Anne didn’t believe everyone was like Sophia Garanord, bold enough to issue such a shameless challenge in public.
She decided to resort to desperate measures, to force the other competitors to retreat first, making it easier to handle Sophia Garanord alone.
No sooner had Anne finished speaking than Princess May Guillaume spoke in a faint voice, “Count me in.”
After saying that, she walked over to Charles, lifted the thick black veil that masked her face, revealing her delicate chin and rosy lips.
She placed a gentle kiss on Charles Mecklen’s lips and then let the veil fall, stunning the crowd as she left with a flourish.
Adossa saw Menierman’s eyes shimmering, as if lost in thought, and thought to herself, “I need to fan the flames.” She raised her hands high and declared, “Me and my senior Menier are joining the battle.”
Before the echo of her words faded, Sophia Garanord approached Charles.
She tiptoed, slightly lifting her body, yet unlike Princess May, her gesture wasn’t a light kiss; instead, she playfully stuck out her little tongue…
Charles, lost in otherworldly contemplation, didn’t notice a thing.
A vein pulsed on Anne’s forehead, and with a swift motion, she drew the side sword from her waist.
Sophia Garanord wiped her mouth and said indifferently, “Though I’m not yet at the Sacred level, you’re too weak, Anne.
Let’s duel my way instead.”
Sophia Garanord, too, departed with long strides.
Adossa stood agape, not expecting the situation to escalate to such an explosive level.
Just as she was about to bow out, she saw Menierman approach Charles, give him a quick kiss, and leave nonchalantly without uttering a word.
Sabastine and Tumishen, with a mix of bewildered expressions, hurriedly followed Menierman out.
Adossa laughed and fled in outright retreat.
She had intended to stir the pot, but at this moment, she realized that the place itself was a powder keg; her little spark was unnecessary.
Facing the endless legion of the Evil God, any ordinary person would have exploded on the spot.
Charles struggled to maintain the stability of his spirituality, but the endless presence of the Evil Gods was too much; his efforts were in vain as his spirituality began to boil.
The moment before his spirituality exploded, he found himself back in reality.
He took a deep breath of air, feeling his Extraordinary Rank strangely soaring at a rapid pace, quickly breaking through to the twentieth grade!
After ascending to the twentieth grade, Charlotte channeled the surging energy directly to the Spirit of the Mirror!
With the third rune of the Spirit of the Mirror coalesced, Charlotte’s Mirror World gained its second conceptual creature—the Fear Serpent of the Spirit Realm.
When a person looks into a mirror late at night, fear arises.
The Fear Serpent of the Spirit Realm has no fixed form; it is the collective embodiment of all human fears.
As long as there’s a weakness in the heart, the Fear Serpent will exploit it to ambush the mind with terror.
Wood Brandon had not used the Fear Serpent of the Spirit Realm to deal with Charlotte, probably because he thought Charlotte wouldn’t be afraid of such a thing.
But now that Charlotte had mastered this skill, he deeply regretted not doing so, fearing that had Wood Brandon used the Fear Serpent on him, he would be suffering repercussions for a long time.
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Actually, Charlotte wasn’t that brave.
After the third rune of the Spirit of the Mirror formed, the residual energy from ascending to the twentieth grade remained potent and quickly condensed the fourth rune—the Desire Serpent of the Spirit Realm.
Contrary to the Fear Serpent, the Desire Serpent of the Spirit Realm embodies all human desires.
It can ensnare any sentient being in a delusion from which they cannot escape.
In short!
It’s like the illusionary strength of the Holy Light Divine State Title augmented to a Supreme Plus Pro Max Ultra version!
After the coalescence of the fourth rune, the leftover energy wasn’t enough to form a fifth rune.
Charlotte hesitated for a moment and decided instead to pour it into her Blood Flame Qi, thus condensing two more runes of Blood Flame Qi.
Blood Flame Qi×3 increased the control range and number of the Blood Flame Qi significantly.
Like the Quickness Technique, this Special Ability was only amplifying power and would not spawn new abilities like the Spirit of the Mirror.
Charlotte took a moment to stabilize his increased spirituality.
When he opened his eyes, only Anne was left in the large meeting room.
Anne Brittany was wrapped around his neck, deeply and passionately kissing him!
Charlotte raised his hand to hold Anne’s slender waist and pulled her closer, also casting a sneaky glance around the conference room.
Aside from himself and Anne, there was no one else; everyone had left.
He breathed a sigh of relief, believing that the Serpent of Destiny had taken care of everything, whispering a silent thanks, “Thank you, Serpent of Destiny!
You are the greatest God, thank you for your meticulous protection!”
Charlotte’s moments with Anne were few and far between.
Although they had shared many tender moments, now, these seemingly easy-to-achieve cozy days were becoming rarer.
He guiltlessly enjoyed this moment of tenderness, wishing it could last forever…
The quick glance Charlotte had stolen while Anne was in his embrace missed a blind spot; Emilia was crouched in that very spot, silently enduring the rhythmic tapping on her little head from the silver tail of a tiny snake while murmuring, “Find joy in suffering, find joy in suffering…”
“Lord Mecklen is indeed a God’s Favored adept at pleasing the Gods!” remarked a voice.
“This grand scene is also a first for me,” said another.
“A slight enhancement in spirituality shall be your reward, then!” commented another observer.
“As for cancelling debts, Lord Mecklen, you might as well abandon that thought.”
“Your debt will only snowball infinitely, growing more and more!”
“Hmm, this is a prophecy from a True God who manipulates fate,” declared another.
It took a while for Charlotte and Anne to part from their kiss.
The kiss felt a bit dreamlike, a touch lavish, slightly resolute and courageous, with a hint of youthful innocence, and a fiery disregard for everything—that was a bit different than usual.
Hmm, quite a complex taste!
