first wizarding world war.

Chapter 242: The Gods of Strasbourg
Although Sophia Galannod had the Lion Pill in her hand, she couldn't help but ask, "Senior, did you really defeat him?"

Charlotte shrugged and said, "I'm several years older than him!"

Sophia Galannod couldn't help but mutter in her heart: "I have also seen many extraordinary people who are much older than me, but few of them are stronger than me."

It was not surprising that Charlotte knew Julian, for he had been to Ingrimar as an envoy. In the minds of Sophia Galanold and other junior students, they only thought that he had met Julian in Breton.

Of course, this is also true.

But Charlotte was able to follow Lanmalok and defeat him in front of Emperor Ingrima. This honor is indescribable.

Even though he is a few years older, it does not affect this record.

The eyes of this group of junior and senior students suddenly showed more admiration, even the Strasbourg Rose, Miss Sophia Galanold.

Charlotte settled this group of younger classmates from the University of Sheffield. Fortunately, it was not difficult to hide a dozen humans among hundreds of orc warriors. For a moment, she didn't know what else to do.
But he soon wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.

Charlotte was always changing his camping location because he was worried about being discovered. This morning, when he was about to change his camping location, he saw the sky was gray. Charlotte decisively ordered his men to head for a nearby hill.

When he climbed up the hill, he saw that there was a howling wind and billowing dust in the sky above Strasbourg. It was ten times louder than the last time at the Château d'Or.

More than a dozen orc holy-level shamans were floating high in the sky, working together to blow up the dust and bury Strasbourg.

Charlotte couldn't help but feel worried. In this city of his, he had a lover and friends, but he was just a mid-level extraordinary person and could not do anything.

Sophia Galannod and the students of Gorgias University also became worried, although they all knew that Strasbourg would not be captured so easily.

Charlotte was getting more and more worried. He wanted to rush down several times, but he didn't know what he could do if he rushed down. Was he going to assassinate the Saint Order? Even the Devil-Breaking Armor Bomb might not be able to do anything to the Saint Order. He had no means to harm the Saint Order, unless he summoned the evil god...

Just as Charlotte was seriously considering the consequences of summoning the two evil gods, a painting flew up into the sky from the city of Strasbourg.

Charlotte just felt that the painting looked very familiar, and then she saw it turned into an endless corridor with overlapping corridors. Countless monsters with red bodies and holding huge hammers, like skinless monsters, appeared in the corridors.

The strong wind and dust in the sky fell into the endless corridor and disappeared.

Charlotte exclaimed in surprise: "It's that painting!"

Of course he remembered this painting, not only because he had summoned the overseas labyrinth evil god Agmiras, but also because the appearance of this painting and a story brought him and Anne closer.

Charlotte still doesn't know why Yang Mills bought this painting of the overseas evil god. The gentleman is now dead, and there is no place to ask.

He knew who had the painting, another widowed princess, the second daughter of the sixth emperor of the Fars Empire: Julius Axel. The widowed princess was a taboo topic in the empire, and even the Grand Priest Augsrading only called her "the lady" and did not dare to call her by her title, let alone mention her name.

Charlotte knew nothing about this lady, but she was quite familiar with another widowed princess, Princess May Guillaume of Inglimar.

Well, we are not very familiar with each other, at least not more than 1000.

When Charlotte saw the painting, she felt a little relieved. But just a few hours later, he heard a loud noise in the sky. Endless corridors collapsed layer by layer. Countless monsters with red bodies and huge hammers in their hands, like skinless monsters, screamed and turned into ashes.

The oil painting depicting the true appearance of the overseas evil god reappeared in the sky, but it only appeared for a moment before it shattered into countless pieces and was completely destroyed.

More than a dozen orc holy shamans joined forces, and their power was so strong that even this evil object could not withstand it.

Charlotte's heart rose in his throat, but before he could start to worry, a ray of light rose into the sky, and he saw a square building rising into the sky. It had four arches facing four directions, and it looked magnificent.

It is the glorious gate on the Champs-Elysees.

As soon as the Gate of Glory was lifted into the air, several buildings followed suit, forming a layer of colorful light shield that enveloped the entire Strasbourg.

More than a dozen orc holy-level shamans mobilized all their magic power and launched a day-long gale spell, which seemed to stir up dust and smoke in the sky, changing the color of the nearby sky. However, Strasbourg, which was protected by the power of the twelve righteous gods, remained motionless.

Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief. He suddenly felt the diary in his arms tremble slightly. He took it out and took a look at the side with "Agmiras' Labyrinth". This diary was like a best-seller. It suddenly began to "reprint". From the initial fifteen pages, it suddenly increased to more than thirty pages. A thought penetrated his mind: Charlotte Mecklen has obtained the inheritance of Agmiras, the evil god of overseas labyrinths. When she masters more than fifteen labyrinths, she will obtain a passage to the real Agmiras labyrinth!

Charlotte's eyes widened. He knew that the evil gods were deceiving, but he didn't expect them to be so deceiving?
The original note in the diary was: If the author cannot master the fifteen mazes and draw the sixteenth maze within the specified time to prove himself, he will lose his identity as the author and his soul will be devoured by "The Labyrinth of Agmiras".

But it does not say that if you master more than fifteen mazes, you will gain a passage to the real Agmiras maze!

In other words, if one mastered less than fifteen mazes within the limited time, the evil god Agmiras would descend; if one mastered more than fifteen mazes, he would be sent to be a "meal" to the evil god, and he would die whether he succeeded or not.

How can this be done?
Charlotte pondered for a long time and thought to herself, "In the Old World, Agmiras has no influence, and not many people are familiar with this evil god. I also didn't find any relevant literature at Sheffield University. Grand Priest Augsradin said that there are many cities in the New World that have chosen to become labyrinths, so there must be a way to resist the evil god Agmiras. If I want to solve this problem, I'm afraid I have to go to the New World again."

"Only in the New World can we find a way to deal with the evil god Agmiras."

"Let me deal with the present first, and then think about the future."

Charlotte put away the diary and looked up at the sky.

(End of this chapter)