first wizarding world war.

Chapter 447: Charlotte Mecklen! You destroyed Black Phoenix City and killed my emperor

Kratos exchanged moves with Georgiadi Hadrian, and although his hands were numb from the shock, he managed to steadfastly fight back, and with a long roar, he resumed his counterattack.

Kratos is known as the Holy Mountain of Light. He is one of the only two among the top five who has caught up with the three great men of the empire through his own hard work and cultivation. If it weren't for the fact that the old Earl of Brittany was so amazing...

Well, above Brittany, there is the even more amazing Zimmerman.

Later, there were rising stars like Antonio.

And it’s a very special kind of show!

Not only Kratos, but even a crazy person like Midaphis Axel was suppressed and lost all his glory.

In any era, both Kratos and Midaphoce would have been famous figures.

But they were born in the wrong era.

Kratos felt the endless power surging in his body. This was the surging energy provided by the Kingdom of Holy Light. He no longer thought about anything else. He just wanted to defeat the opponent in front of him, defeat this terrible enemy, defeat this man who could rival Brittany and even, in recent times, overshadowed Zimmerman in fame.

After defeating Viscount Constantine, Georgiadi Hadrian's momentum had reached its peak. He was confident that he could defeat all opponents, even enemies who came on land with a legendary battleship.

Apart from them, the most eye-catching person on the battlefield is the Black Dragon. He has killed three Saints and is now entangled by two Saints of the same level. However, the old lizardman is not afraid at all. He deliberately leads the fight and drills in other directions, constantly accumulating advantages and slowly changing the situation of the battle.

Whenever the holy orders on Charlotte's side lost a battle, they would hide in the divine light of the miracle building. They were all marked by Charlotte and could enter and exit the protective shield freely, but Georgiadi Hadrian and his holy orders no longer had such marks.

The battle between the two sides continued until night!
Hadrian Georgia had no intention of stopping the war and vowed not to retreat even a step until the enemies were killed.

Facing this city that could be called his hometown, the Black Phoenix Earl, who was born in the royal family, let out a long cry like the cry of a phoenix and shouted, "Charlotte Mecklen! You destroyed Black Phoenix City, occupied my hometown, and killed my emperor. Today I must kill you."

"Although your life is far from enough to compensate for all this."

From the beginning of the battle, Georgiadi Hadrian's eyes never left Charlotte. For him, he had to kill Charlotte today!
No one can stop him!

Not even the gods can.

Charlotte clenched his fists. If he was also a Saint, even if he was at the nineteenth level, he would fly into the sky and fight to the death with Georgiadi Hadrian, but he was not a Saint and could not even leave his feet off the ground.

Charlotte growled in a low voice, "Sooner or later, I will make you regret killing so many of my men!"

But Hadrian Georgiades made no answer, for he was engaged in the battle again.

Vigo suddenly screamed and fell from the sky.

Charlotte couldn't help but run over and stretched out her arms to help the Fire Paladin.

Vigo was seriously injured, but he still had a glimmer of hope. Charlotte slowly put him on the ground and said, "Don't be afraid. I will let you save you."

Vigo looked ashamed and whispered, "I won't die. I'm not seriously injured."

Charlotte waved her hand and asked the medical officer to carry Vigo down. At this time, there were at least ten missing figures in the sky, including his men and Georgiadi Hadrian's men. The losses on both sides had even exceeded that of a major battle.

On the battlefield, although the Saints decide the outcome, they rarely fight to the death. In most cases, Saints will choose to retreat when facing a battle that they are bound to lose. After all, Saints can fly and have high mobility. Even if they are stronger, it is not easy to kill the opponent. Moreover, most Saints are either acquainted or have some relatives. Even Saints from different countries can have some connection. Not many people are willing to kill Saints in a battle.

If it wasn't a battle of life and death to destroy a nation, such a tragic scene would never have occurred.

Dozens of rays of light were crisscrossing the sky. To ordinary people in Black Phoenix City, this was more beautiful than the fireworks on a festival. After all, fireworks lasted only a moment, but the light of the Saint-level fighting spirit was close to eternal.

The battle soon lasted into the night!
Even though Charlotte could hardly see the battle in the sky clearly with his ability, he refused to relax at all. Every enemy saint that fell would be moved to the Holy Light Kingdom by his men.

This legendary warship is extremely hungry for the blood and vitality of these holy ranks.

Every body that is carried onto this legendary battleship will disappear without a trace.

At the bottom of the legendary warship, the divine creature Omybella suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, emitting endless aura. He whispered in a low voice: "Pendragon! Pendragon! Pendragon..."

After a while, He whispered, "Charlotte Mecklen! Charlotte Mecklen! Charlotte Mecklen..."

After a while, He whispered again: "Amon, Amon, Amon..."

When Omibella read Pendragon and Charlotte Mecklen, no one responded. But when He read Amon, a young man made of clear light said softly, "Mother! You called me?"

"Pendragon is my father, Charlotte Mecklen is my husband, and Amon is my son!"

"I remember! I remember everything."

"Amon! Go help your father."

The young man made of clear light smiled gently and said, "Yes! Mother."

"But I don't have enough strength!"

Omibella murmured in a low voice: "I'll lend it to you, I'll lend it to you..."

The radiance that constitutes the youth suddenly becomes stronger!
Charlotte's arms suddenly felt warm. He took out his diary and suddenly remembered that he actually had a backup plan. He exchanged two volumes of "The Labyrinth of Agamilas" and more than ten volumes of ancient paintings that depicted the true appearance of this evil god of the overseas labyrinth from Domitian.

Although countless cities have been turned into labyrinths, "The Labyrinth of Agmiras" has not been fully used, and the more than ten volumes of ancient paintings have not been used.

Charlotte whispered to herself, "So it's a reminder for me to use them?"

Charlotte took out an ancient painting and gently tore it into pieces.

Domitian once said that this thing was useless, but Charlotte knew that it would be different in her hands.

As expected, the torn ancient painting gave rise to countless mazes and corridors, and even the breath of evil gods leaked out.

Charlotte no longer cared about these things. He wanted to fight. As long as he could increase his strength, who cared about the future?
He didn't notice that on the last page of the "Saint Light Kingdom's Logbook", there was a line of words: Father, I can help you.

(End of this chapter)