The First Magic World War

Chapter 520 - 520 486, Third Level Bloodthirsty and Eagle Strike (Request for Monthly Tickets)

?Chapter 520: 486, Third Level Bloodthirsty and Eagle Strike (Request for Monthly Tickets) Chapter 520: 486, Third Level Bloodthirsty and Eagle Strike (Request for Monthly Tickets) With someone as terrifying as Zimmerman lingering, Charlotte dared not use Bloody Glory.

Who knew how much Zimmerman knew about him?

If he were recognized from Bloody Glory as Charlotte Mecklen, the man rumored to be involved with Menilman, wouldn’t that be a disaster?

Fortunately, Charlotte truly knew Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit.

His hand with gunmanship, having received the true teachings of Juno, was admirable.

Although the Magnum Hand Shuttle he had was somewhat lacking, its effectiveness in killing the monsters of the Underground Labyrinth was not bad at all.

Moreover, Charlotte discovered that Zimmerman’s strength didn’t seem to be very impressive.

This felt very strange to him.

Charlotte muttered to himself in secret, “Could it be that he’s not Zimmerman’s true self?”

“This guy isn’t human, right?

It’s also not possible for him to have an avatar!

That’s something only an Evil God would possess.”

“Hmm, an Evil God?”

“Perhaps this guy really is an Evil God.”

“He’s quite sinister.”

“But…”

“Still very odd.”

After fighting and clearing more than ten groups of monsters together, Charlotte didn’t find any Divine Fragments.

However, he did find two weapons that suited him well, one being a Fine Rapier and the other a set of Flying Daggers.

Charlotte had also practiced the Flying Dagger Technique.

Although his proficiency was mediocre, at the Second Level of Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit, this skill was just right.

Zimmerman smiled faintly, his delicate hands holding a piece of Divine Fragment which he gently swallowed with his lips parted, noticeably boosting his aura.

Zimmerman glanced at Charlotte and said, “I have ascended to the Fifth Level of Transcendent.”

A chill ran down Charlotte’s spine.

A Fifth Level Transcendent was not to be feared, but a Fifth Level Zimmerman was terrifying.

“He…”

“No, what exactly is going on with Him now?”

“This doesn’t seem like Zimmerman himself, nor does it seem like an avatar…”

If he hadn’t just been struck by “destiny”, Charlotte would have really wanted to pray to the Serpent of Destiny.

He felt that even his teacher Juno might not be able to solve his doubts, but this playful snake surely could.

After all, It was one of the Nine Great True Gods, a rank much higher than any Evil God.

Charlotte pondered for a long time, sulkily abandoning the idea.

He took a deep breath, activated his Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit, and his bones emitted a slight cracking sound.

The Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit within him suddenly exploded, and a rich scent of blood circulated around his body.

Charlotte’s Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit had also advanced.

He stepped regally into the Third Level, and in his body, another Bloodthirsty Rune had formed: Eagle Strike!

Eagle Strike and Quickness Technique, much like the agility of a leopard, are all speed-based special abilities.

However, Eagle Strike is an explosive skill, even more fleeting and ferocious than the agility of a leopard, akin to an eagle swooping down from the sky to strike its prey, with speed as fast as thunder and lightning.

If used in close-quarters combat, Eagle Strike equates to a finishing move, but when employed in Gun Fighting Techniques, Eagle Strike becomes a “Divine Skill”.

Shooting already requires burst of momentary eruption, Eagle Strike enhanced Charles’s gunshot speed to nearly triple, approximately two times and eighty percent.

If it weren’t for the disappointing Magnum Hand Shuttle, there wasn’t a monster that could survive a round of Charles’s shooting.

Zimmerman, with a look of surprise on his face, whispered, “I have never seen anyone with talent as formidable as yours.”

Charles, exasperated, thought, “I’ve seen plenty!

If you aren’t just teasing me, how could I even compare with you!”

After each had leveled up, Zimmerman didn’t continue to fight but proposed a rest, Charles noticed he was indeed “dripping with sweat”, but he couldn’t shake off the eerie feeling, and he couldn’t believe that he was actually tired.

However, he wouldn’t bluntly refuse a rest—that would be too insensitive.

Charles, rousing his Bloodthirsty Fighting Spirit, slapped the ground, sending dust flying away, cleaning a spot on the ground where he then sat.

He dared not use the Infinite Mirror Realm, looking quite distraught as he couldn’t bring out his prepared food and supplies, unsure how to sustain prolonged combat.

With more than twenty thousand monsters, they would definitely be fighting for months, and with Zimmerman by his side, Charles was uncertain about what to do next.

However, Zimmerman took out a small cloth bag, fetching a bottle of water and a piece of bread.

After taking a sip, he passed the water bottle to Charles and broke a piece of bread for him.

Charles took the water bottle, noticing a faint lipstick mark on it, discreetly turned it before tilting his head back for a long drink, then returned the bottle to Zimmerman and took a big bite of bread.

Zimmerman was exceedingly genteel, almost like a true noble lady, starkly different from his earlier impersonation of Penny.

After finishing the bread, Charles couldn’t help asking, “Are you a New Worlder?”

Zimmerman nodded and said, “When I was very young, my parents sent me to the New Continent.

Aunt Mofie raised me.

I’ve never seen my father or mother and don’t know anything about their circumstances.”

Charles nodded, thinking, “As expected, his memory is still a bit faulty.”

He continued asking, “Your path on the Extraordinary Path is quite unusual.”

Zimmerman smiled lightly and responded, “Of course, few in the New Continent undertake this Extraordinary Path.

I’m learning the Old Continent’s popular Transcendent Secret Techniques, which Aunt Mofie has taught me since childhood.”

“I actually really want to visit the Old Continent to find my parents and ask why they abandoned me.”

“But with my strength, I probably can’t reach the Old Continent.”

“Once I collect enough Divine Fragments and become an Intermediate-rank Transcendent, I will definitely go to the Old Continent for a visit.”

Charles thought to himself, “You should probably not go back.”

“A while ago, when you showed up in the Golden Temple, you nearly scared the wits out of me.”

“I believe if you appear in the Old Continent, the number of people haunted by nightmares at night wouldn’t just be me.

Even Fars’ former Royal Family, Axel, now Brittany, would be terrified.”

“Even though my father-in-law is the strongest in Fars and my brother-in-law, Antonio, is the future strongest in Fars, they couldn’t withstand your fright.”

Charles tactfully remarked, “There’s nothing great about the Old Continent.”

Zimmerman just hummed without continuing the topic.

Both of them silently circulated their Secret Techniques and soon recovered their strength.

Zimmerman suggested they start again, and Charles readily agreed.

They quickly dispatched four groups of monsters, finally encountering a formidable enemy—a sixth-level Transcendent monster, accompanied by over a dozen minions.

Most creatures in the Underground City were of ordinary level, with mere brute strength and some skills, but this beast, covered in sharp spikes resembling a wild boar, was clearly extraordinary.

Charles tried firing a few shots, but, frustratedly, found that a Magnum Hand Shuttle equipped with regular bullets truly couldn’t penetrate the hide of this grade of beast.

It wasn’t a problem with the Gun Fighting Technique; his weapons were just too inferior.

Charles had no choice but to put away the two Magnum Hand Shuttles and drew a Rapier he had scavenged.