The First Magic World War

Chapter 517 - 517 483, Golden Kite Academy

?Chapter 517: 483, Golden Kite Academy Chapter 517: 483, Golden Kite Academy A young man looked down on Charles and said in a low voice, “Yuna!

We don’t remember him; he must have only just broken through recently.

He can only be a First Level.”

Charles quickly nodded and said, “Yes, I’m First Level!”

Yuna nodded and asked, “What Extraordinary Path have you pursued?”

The young girl had delicate features, a slightly thin figure, but with long legs and a slender waist, she indeed had a bit of a Goddess vibe to her, and even a small dose of leadership charm, definitely enough to captivate boys of her age.

However, Charles, with his age from two lifetimes, was not exactly young.

Having been qualified to teach mathematics, he required a postgraduate level education, and having graduated from the University of Georgia for two years, he was already a proper civil servant of the Fars Empire, so he wasn’t really moved by this kind of young girl.

Plus, if it really came down to beauty, Annie, after all, was the West Wind Goddess of the University of Georgia, far surpassing this young girl named Yuna.

Hmm, Annie’s only flaw was that her Extraordinary Rank wasn’t high.

She had just broken through to the Second Level as a Dreamwalker and didn’t even want to mention it to Charles.

But for Anne MacLennan, Princess of the Fars Empire, Grand Duchess of the Modova Principality, and a legendary novelist, Extraordinary Ranks truly didn’t matter.

Charles hesitated for a moment, then answered softly, “Just the most ordinary kind.”

There were too many paths for humans to follow on the Extraordinary Path, and he didn’t know what these young people’s “academy” actually taught—best not to give a direct answer.

Yuna seemed slightly helpless and said, “Another fellow practicing Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit.”

Charles was greatly shocked and thought, “These young people don’t look like Beastmen at all.

Why would that academy teach Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit?”

The young man who spoke earlier was a bit excited, saying, “What Beastman Transformation did you choose?

It’s best to be a tank type, we’re lacking a main defender!”

Charles thought, “I’ll be your defender?

Dream on.” He replied softly, “I’ve chosen to study the Channing Falcon People.”

The young man was immediately a bit disappointed and said, “Someone good at running away, that’s really useless!”

Most of those participating in the Evil God Colosseum were young, but there were also two teams that were adults—though their skills didn’t seem much better.

From the conversations he overheard, Charles gathered that these people were from the New Continent.

In the Old Continent with the Nine Great True Gods in place, the Evil God couldn’t stir up any trouble, but there were no True Gods in the New Continent; it was rife with Evil Gods, and even the Evil God candidates were not rare commodities.

Charles was truly intrigued as he was “getting to know” his own teammates.

Charles had learned that they came from the Golden Kite Academy.

Unlike the tiered education system of the Old Continent, the New Continent only had single-tier academies, which taught both cultural subjects and martial techniques, as well as Extraordinary Knowledge, over a twelve-year curriculum.

He could also understand that on a continent that had to rely on producing more children to combat the Evil Gods, education couldn’t follow a set course and had to take a shortcut approach.

Therefore, these young men and women were exposed to Extraordinary Knowledge from an early age.

However, this wasn’t conducive to advancing further on the Extraordinary Path because Transcendents would be “contaminated.” Children have weaker resistance, and their chances of becoming Transcendents were lower, as would be the heights of their future achievements.

But…

the people of the New Continent probably had no choice.

The Extraordinary Knowledge taught at Golden Kite Academy was relatively simple, lacking the profound heritage of the New Continent, with only a dozen or so Knight paths and a portion of Mage inheritances.

Hmm, as for the inheritances of Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit?

That was quite a coincidence.

During Tumishen’s travels in the New Continent, he had taught at several academies in succession, and Golden Kite Academy just happened to be one of them.

He left the Beast God Shapeshifting Art and the Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit at Golden Kite Academy.

When Charles learned of this, he was quite amused; he had never thought that he would encounter old Leopard People’s students in the Evil God Colosseum.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in the hall: “In twenty minutes, the shelter will open, and you will face the monsters roaming in the City of Desolation.

Kill them.

The first team to slay ten monsters will be victorious and receive a Divine Fragment.

Each monster has a chance to drop weapons, armor, Demon Cores, Divine Fragments, Supernatural Runes, etc.

Those are also your spoils of war.”

The atmosphere in the hall immediately tensed, everyone checking their weapons again.

Charles noted that no one here possessed an Extraordinary Weapon, guessing there must be a rule in the Evil God Colosseum prohibiting the introduction of Extraordinary Weapons.

Most people were armed with Broadswords, two-handed swords, Combat Sabers, Handguns, daggers, and even Bow and Arrow.

The Knight’s Spear, which was most popular in the Old Continent, was probably too cumbersome to carry as no one was using it; only two people carried Rapiers, and even in the Old Continent, Rapiers were not particularly welcomed for outdoor adventures.

It was a matter of weapon suitability.

Charles pulled out two Magnum Hand Shuttles and pretended to check them.

He had no choice; he kept his weapons in the Mirror World and did not carry any on his person.

Pulling out two Magnum Hand Shuttles was already the limit, as he certainly couldn’t draw two Rapiers or a Knight’s Spear.

That would be too conspicuous!

Soon, the hall, which had no entrance or exit, had a large door appear on each of the four walls.

Each team tacitly chose a different direction.

Yuna hesitated slightly and chose the exit on the left.

As soon as the five of them walked out, the door behind vanished, leaving them in pitch darkness with no light in sight.

Charles hesitated for a moment.

Although his Insight Ability allowed him to maneuver in the dark without issues, he wasn’t particularly fond of the darkness and was considering ways to produce some light when a torch suddenly lit up beside him.

The one holding the torch was another girl on the team, named Penny.

She was more reticent than Yuna and had a rather ordinary appearance, but had a good figure.

The clothes she wore, both in material and craftsmanship, were the best among the young people there.

From the faint scent of torch oil emanating from the torch, Charles deduced it was created by special means, capable of burning for several hours and was quite expensive.

Both boys let out a light gasp of pleasure, while Yuna looked slightly surprised.

She had obviously noted that the torch Penny produced was somewhat pricey.

Although all five members of this small team came from Golden Kite Academy, they were not particularly familiar with each other.

Yuna and the other two boys had known each other at the academy, but were not acquainted with Penny.

She tended to keep to herself, hardly had friends, and no one knew much about her.

Of course, they were even less familiar with Charles.

His previous behavior had led everyone to think he was meek, weak in character, lacking in ideas, his speech unclear, and perhaps a tad simple-minded.

Charles did not reveal himself, mainly wanting to observe and see what the Evil God Colosseum was all about.

He wondered why there seemed to be no danger in this place?

His Insight Ability suddenly sent out a warning…