The First Magic World War-Chapter 293 - : 286. We must first preserve the fruits of victory.

Chapter 293: 286. We must first preserve the fruits of victory.

The Augusladin High Priest, of course, was not angry with him. A mere pirate deputy head was hardly worth his anger.

Anyway, these seven Arrows of Light were definitely the pinnacle of the Augusladin High Priest’s lifetime achievements, exploding the unfortunate deputy head into “nothingness” on the spot.

Of course, the seven Arrows of Light weren’t yet capable of annihilating matter.

The main issue was that the explosion was too fine!

Charles, holding his guns in both hands, shouted loudly, “Surrender and live, resist and die!”

Then, conveniently, he shot and killed two pirates who were stubbornly resisting.

Pirates, of course, cared little for loyalty and rarely possessed “Unyielding Loyalty”. Faced with a Sacred Order action, the subordinates of the deputy head surrendered one after another.

Charles immediately incorporated these pirates into his team, the whole process as smooth as eating and drinking, done effortlessly.

The Augusladin High Priest and Ban Lanmalock had never seen such a smooth surrender. Before they could express their surprise, Charles had already had the surrendering men point out the deputy head’s treasure hiding place, and sent all his belongings through the Mind Passage to Machu Picchu.

The Augusladin High Priest looked at the barren streets, not yet having time to reflect, when three pirate chiefs remaining in Saint Michael charged over with their men.

Ban Lanmalock, fearing that the Augusladin High Priest would casually kill these enemies, leaving him with nothing to do, charged with his spear and killed one of the chiefs from the Golden Goat Pirate Group. The remaining two chiefs, seeing the slowly ascending Augusladin High Priest, turned and ran, only to be shot dead from behind by Charles.

The Augusladin High Priest casually launched an Arrow of Light, taking out the last of the pirate group’s upper echelon, then floated in the sky with a smile, watching Charles subdue the group of pirates.

Charles swept through the entire second level, then led his team to storm the highest level of Mount St. Michael.

The ancient Kingdom of Saint Michael, carved a city out of a mountain, with the top level being the location of the Imperial Palace, exquisitely constructed with countless pieces of art. After being seized by pirates, the building was almost unmaintained and had deteriorated a lot. Herolf, becoming the master of this place, had no sense of aesthetics and had added some practical defense cannons, making this ancient palace even more of a mess.

With Golden Ram Herolf away, only his personal guard was left to defend the palace, all handpicked by Herolf over the years as the most capable fighters among the pirates. Although most of these personal guards had followed him to Notrudenia, there were still over a thousand left, extremely fierce in combat.

Even the shots from the Augusladin High Priest couldn’t intimidate these desperate felons.

The Augusladin High Priest fired a few Arrows of Light, killed several of the most fierce guards, and seeing the pirates still shouting and brawling, shrugged his shoulders and said, “Do I need to kill a few more?”

Just as Charles was about to respond, suddenly, the entire Imperial Palace unleashed a defense shield. He fired a shot, but the shield was unscathed.

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Charles couldn’t help but curse out loud, yelling, “Augusladin High Priest, can you break this damned shell?”

The Augusladin High Priest shouted from the sky, “Maybe I can, but I wouldn’t recommend forcing it.”

Charles understood the High Priest’s implication; if this Sacred Order expended all his power, their rebel force would lose its advantage.

Charles immediately said, “To the third level!”

Ban Lanmalock couldn’t help but say, “Why don’t we keep pushing on?”

Charles answered, “We need to secure the fruits of our victory first.”

Ban Lanmalock couldn’t comprehend the response, but he didn’t resist Charles’s command. Since childhood, his education had taught him that during war, it was best to obey the command of superiors, unless he was certain that his superior was a complete fool…

Indeed, Count Ranmalock had taught his son just that.

Charles retreated to the second level, but he didn’t linger, he merely raided the second level again before charging into the third level.

The third level of Saint Michael City housed the middle-tier pirates, dark merchants, slavers, and mysterious noble guests who frequented St. Michael Island. It also featured taverns, casinos, slave markets, and pirate markets among other commercial trading areas.

Having absorbed the lieutenants and staff of three generals from the Golden Goat Pirate Group, Charles’s power swelled immensely. The mid-level pirates, slavers, and those certain mysterious guests, faced with such a dominant rebellion, had little courage to resist.

After all, the presence of Augusladin High Priest floating in the sky had a deterrence that was not inferior to a nuclear bomb on Earth.

Charles raided one street block after another, forcing these people into the Mirror World. Transporting so many through the Mind Passage to any city would have caused commotion, but there was no issue with the Mirror World—it was entirely empty.

The Fanga Clan members relished fighting in the Mirror World because there, they were like deities and could often fight beyond their usual limits.

Anyone who knew about the Fanga Clan members would definitely not enter the Mirror World to fight them.

Once inside the Mirror World, there was only one way out: to kill the master of the Mirror World.

The Mirror Spirit had many restrictions, such as being unable to leave the Mirror World unless they killed the original master and replaced him, thus appearing in the real world. However, Fanga Clan members could not only come and go freely, often controlling more than one Mirror World, but also disguise themselves as others. Only through careful concealment could they be hard to detect.

Once sent into the Mirror World, these people were effectively locked in a bizarre prison, unless someone managed to kill Charles, there was no way to rescue them.

As for the various goods, wealth, and money on the third level, they were all sent to Machu Picchu.

After raiding the third level, Charles headed straight for the fourth floor.

The fourth and fifth levels were barracks and storages.

By now, Augusladin High Priest and Ban Lanmalock had come to understand what Charles intended to do. Charles was planning to empty Saint Michael City of all its inhabitants and resources except for the first level which he hadn’t managed to conquer, turning the city into a ghost town.

They both knew that Charles practiced Bloody Glory, which derived from the Blood Clan’s Secret Technique. Whether as a pinnacle human being of the Sacred Order or as the so-called strongest of the young generation of Brittonian Young Lion, they were well educated about the capabilities of vampires.

The Fanga Clan members had always maintained an image of elegance, mystery, and being top assassins, yet the Infinite Mirror Realm could be used so brutally by Charles, which opened their eyes.

Atop Mount St. Michael, the fiercest pirates of the Golden Goat Pirate Group had originally prepared to staunchly resist Charles, undaunted even by his Sacred Order status. St. Michael Island itself was also a giant war machine, not only possessing a Defense Shield but also the most ferocious firepower.

However, they had not anticipated that Charles would avoid a forceful assault. Watching this rebellious army continuously pillage, the pirates even began to wonder, “Who really are the pirates?”

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