The First Magic World War

Chapter 518 - 518 484, Preliminaries of the Evil God and Alternates of the Evil God

?Chapter 518: 484, Preliminaries of the Evil God and Alternates of the Evil God Chapter 518: 484, Preliminaries of the Evil God and Alternates of the Evil God Yuna hardly reacted at all.

Although the two young men were vigilant, they were cluelessly unaware.

Penny did manage to reach for the handgun on her thigh, but almost instinctively, Charles fired a shot and exploded a round object.

After the round object was burst, it emitted a nasty pus that corroded the ground, hissing with smoke.

Yuna couldn’t help but exclaim, “It’s a toxic head!”

The two young men were also startled and drew their longswords forward, assuming an attack stance.

Charles glanced at the thing; indeed, it somewhat resembled a head, covered in small tubes, likely capable of spraying poisonous liquid from within.

Whether low-level Transcendent’s protective Fighting Spirit could withstand such toxic juice was hard to say.

Penny came over with a torch, set it on the ground, and lit the monster on fire.

It was then that Yuna remembered the lessons from the academy: in the face of a toxic head, one must use fire to burn it.

This creature harbored tiny spores in its body that, if dispersed, could parasitize nearby living beings.

She couldn’t help feeling slightly embarrassed and said softly, “Penny, you’re more thorough.”

The two young men also recalled the knowledge they had learned in their lessons, belatedly showing fear.

Charles had no time to mind these youngsters; a prompt appeared before him: 1/26942.

He hesitated for a moment, expanded his Insight, fired another shot, and killed a small creature lurking a hundred and fifty paces away on the spot.

Sure enough, the number changed to 2/26942.

He couldn’t help but curse to himself, “How many do I have to kill?”

“I don’t have enough bullets for this.”

“Hmm, forget it, I still have the Blood Flame Magic Gun; can’t be using the Magnum Hand Shuttle forever.”

“Hmm, might be able to kill faster without using guns.”

The four young people were all stunned.

In the light of the torches, they could hardly see a dozen steps away, yet Charles managed to shoot a creature a hundred and fifty steps away with one shot?

What kind of skill was this?

Even the shooting instructors at the academy didn’t have such ability!

Charles noticed the expressions of his four teammates and could only patch things up by adding, “I took an elective on the Channing Falcon and awoke the Eagle Eye Special Ability.”

Though the young people still found it somewhat unreasonable—having Eagle Eye couldn’t entirely explain his extraordinary Gunmanship—they seemed to begrudgingly accept it.

After all, sometimes one could get lucky with one’s Gunmanship.

The toxic head was soon burned to ashes, and Penny kicked through them, unexpectedly finding a dagger.

She said, “This monster was killed by Charles; I suggest that the dagger should belong to him!”

Yuna and the two young men had no objections, but Charles said, “I can’t use a dagger, and this thing isn’t worth much money.

Just leave it here.”

Indeed, he wasn’t proficient with daggers, and they weren’t worth much, but the young people’s expressions changed slightly because…

apart from Penny, none of them really had much money.

Residents of the New Continent were generally poorer than those of the Old Continent; this fine dagger could sell for at least a dozen centimes!

No one in the New Continent minted their own currency; the circulation of money was the same as in the Old Continent, with Inglima’s Gold Pounds, Shillings, and Pennies accounting for half of the New Continent’s circulating currency.

The Aegeus, Forest, and centime of Fars accounted for forty percent of the circulating money.

The currencies of these two empires were more accepted by residents of the New Continent; the other three empires, due to their average naval strength and relatively fewer immigrants, couldn’t get their currencies to become as popular.

Yuna couldn’t help but say, “Why don’t we collect them and, after leaving the Coliseum, tally up our gains and distribute them based on the number of enemies killed?”

This time, no one objected.

Charles was already getting tired of playing with these “children.” He hadn’t come to participate in the Evil God Coliseum; he had come to sweep the monsters of the whole Underground City and pass through the fourth Labyrinth.

According to the hints, he might have to kill over twenty thousand monsters, but judging by the two he had already estimated, the monsters here were so weak that it would only be a waste of time and not too difficult.

He secretly contemplated, “I’ll help these kids kill ten monsters, then I will act alone.”

After all, Charles was a transmigrator.

To him, if he could easily lend a hand, why not do it conveniently!

Under Yuna’s leadership, the team first set the diminutive monster ablaze.

They gained nothing from this one.

They cautiously moved forward, but since Charles had fired two shots earlier, the sound in an Underground City like this could travel far.

It wasn’t long before five or six monsters were lured by the noise.

Illuminated by the torches, these young people also spotted the monsters.

Yuna whispered softly, “Everyone be careful, form up, and don’t act alone.”

The monsters that followed the sound were tall and charred black, even wielding weapons.

They looked a bit like small bosses.

After a quick assessment of the monsters’ levels, Charles fired six shots in one breath.

All six hit the tallest, most robust monster, which appeared to be the leader, right between the eyes.

The first bullet hit the monster’s forehead, and it let out a weird scream.

The second bullet caused blood to emerge, the greyish-black blood’s composition indiscernible.

The third bullet cracked the bone in the center of the monster’s forehead slightly, the fourth and fifth deepened the crack, and the sixth bullet blew the strong monster’s head open.

This was the top-tier gunmanship taught by Juno.

Charles should have studied the monster’s weak points to deliver a one-shot kill, but he lacked the patience.

An ordinary monster was not worth intricate techniques; a simple yet violent approach without any finesse would suffice.

Six shots to the head, for Charles, held no technical challenge, but for these youngsters, it seemed nothing short of miraculous—unheard of.

Yuna’s gaze towards Charles was already filled with admiration, tinged with a slight bit of worship.

The two boys’ attitudes changed drastically, showing respect bordering on reverence.

Only Penny had an odd expression on her face…

still odd.

Having Charles, the “sharpshooter,” with them, the team from Golden Kite Academy quickly disposed of the six monsters, yielding three weapons—a decent loot!

Yuna was very pleased, speaking softly, “If we kill two more monsters, we’ll have completed this preliminary round!”

“For at least one year, we’ll all be safe.”

Charles was slightly surprised, wanting to ask a question but afraid of giving himself away.

Penny, however, was very “considerate” in saying, “Every year, the Evil God Coliseum selects a number of participants for the Evil God preliminaries from all cities.

There’s no escaping or hiding.

The winners can return safely and won’t be selected again for a year, whereas the losers will keep participating in the Evil God preliminaries until they either win…”

“Or die.”

“Everybody wants to escape this fate.”

“Only by becoming an Evil God candidate can one acquire certain privileges, like delaying entry into the Evil God Coliseum by increasing one’s strength.”

Penny was kind-hearted, but Charles broke out in a cold sweat.

He was certain this girl was different from her three other teammates…