The First Magic World War

Large hands, composed of Blood Flame, danced through the sky, constantly making various gestures.

A look of delight dominated Charles's face. Harriet truly deserved to be a High-Level Transcendent, with particularly robust vitality. He had managed to condense seven Flame Hands.

The Flame Hand was found on page three of the Adonis Clan's Vampire Secret Scrolls and wasn't considered a profound Secret Technique, but condensing each Flame Hand usually required a year or two longer than the previous one. It normally took three to five years for a typical Blood Clan member to cultivate the first Flame Hand, and over five years for the second. Thus, most vampires of the Adonis Clan, having cultivated one Flame Hand, did not continue to delve into this technique but sought to break through to higher levels instead.

Young High-Level vampires of the Adonis Clan typically possessed only three to five Flame Hands, which were sufficient for them. Unless one was a very old vampire, who had endless years with nothing to do, would they condense more Flame Hands.

Charles was not a vampire, and the Protagora Scrolls did not mention these details. After all, most people realized that cultivating this was too time-consuming and would automatically stop to seek a breakthrough at a higher level. He had consumed the life essence of a High-Level Knight and had not encountered a bottleneck in this Secret Technique. He had unwittingly condensed seven Flame Hands before realizing he might have gone too far.

With a thought from Charles, one of the Flame Hands rotated its fingers and acquired a Hockwell Silver Rhinoceros, this transcendent Alchemical Handgun aiming in seven different directions sequentially, as adept as a real hand.

Another Flame Hand then produced a Magic Stabbing Sword Blood Rose, its blade as white as snow, fluttering gracefully, employing the Asiluo Clan's swordsmanship "Enthralling Phantom" to an extent even more bizarre than when held by hand, with each angle of the blade unfathomably precise, surpassing the limits of human imagination.

Charles mulled secretly, "Isn't this the legendary ability to fight with many arms? I even have an extra hand! Those two extra heads seem rather useless. Maybe it's better without them."

Having had his fun, he snapped his fingers, and the seven hands burning with Blood Flame gradually shrank and flew to his side, vanishing out of sight.

Charles casually touched his journal and the thought came to him that the time of Blood Clan Evil God Kahnstan's descent was postponed by another eighteen days.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Page four of the Vampire Secret Scrolls is the Flame Scorching Blast Bullet, a Special Ability that launches Psy-Bullets with bare hands and can also be loaded into transcendent firearms, greatly increasing the force compared to launching them by hand," he noted.

"Given my rich Blood Energy, mastering this Secret Technique should not be hard; I estimate at most a month or two."

"However, I am not lacking in long-range attack techniques, so I will master the Spirit Spider Technique first, then consider the Flame Scorching Blast Bullet!"

"The Spirit Spider Technique should take less than two weeks!"

Charles patted off the mud from his clothes due to the combat, twisted the Labyrinth, and stepped right next to Silvie Martin.

Silvie, not expecting him, had been gripping a dagger all the while and thrust it out with all her might. Fortunately, as Charles was now a Fifth Order Transcendent and had the Quickness Technique to aid him, he swiftly dodged the strike and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, Cousin Silvie."

Realizing it was him, Silvie breathed out softly, relaxing as she exclaimed irritably, "Don't call me cousin."

Charles shrugged his shoulders and replied, "I'm afraid, from now on, you'll stay my cousin."

"Unless, we never contact each other again."

"Though it doesn't matter to me, Vinnie and I might have quite a lot of business, and you won't be leaving the Cat Detective Agency, so try to accept this identity."

Silvie pursed her lips and said, "Well, I suppose that's better than some other identity, easier for me to accept."

Charles had no idea why Silvie hated him.

Even the real Charles Meklen, who once ran naked through the streets being chased, did not know that his former fiancee had seen him in such an embarrassing state.

Confronting the Evil God merely made his memories clearer, but it could not conjure up memories that did not exist.

He didn't care much about this issue either. For a first-level Clerk Chief, Silvie was quite a good marriage prospect—suitable family backgrounds, their parents were friends, and Silvie, a beautiful woman and a graduate of the National Academy, had impeccable character and temperament.

But for a thirty-fourth and fourth-level Clerk Chief, this marriage was quite average.

Silvie was of no help to his career, she could at most be a virtuous wife, but the young lady wasn't willing to be confined to family life; she preferred to work, rejecting the role of the conventional housewife.

Mr. Huang Hai Sheng, a traditional man, would have been very troubled had Silvie not actively refused this marriage, but the current situation made it much easier for him.

Charles smiled wryly as he quickly located Vinnie Yarsaenu with Silvie. Although the cat elf detective had transformed into a desert cat and hid well, using several secret passages, Charles, being the master of the Labyrinth, easily found her.

When Vinnie Yarsaenu saw Charles and Silvie appear before her, she couldn't help but let out a surprised "meow" twice. Realizing that they didn't understand, she immediately rolled over and reverted to her human form.

Vinnie asked, "Did you kill Harriet? Are you really a vampire?"

Charles took out the Blood Rose, gently wiped the blade with his hand, showing the detective his palm. A trace of blood seeped from where the blade had cut; he obviously wasn't going to give himself a serious wound, just a slight scratch was symbolic enough.

Vinnie Yarsaenu, who initially didn't believe it, became even more skeptical upon seeing the wound on his hand.

Vampires do not have blood. Even if they are cut, their wounds emit a mist of Blood Energy, not fresh blood.

Silvie pulled Charles's hand over, glanced at it, then let go. The cut was too shallow; there was no need for bandaging.

Charles gestured for Vinnie Yarsaenu to follow him, and he soon left Machu Picchu with the two ladies.

As the two women looked back at the fortress ruins, they were both slightly sentimental.

They hadn't experienced the horror of the Labyrinth, but were rather surprised that a High-Level Transcendent like Harriet had died here. Discover more stories at empire

Neither of them asked how Charles had killed Harriet.

Vinnie thought that Charles had countless secrets, and this was just one of them. As a detective, exploring secrets was her utmost joy—asking directly would have been no fun.

Silvie didn't bother to ask; as long as Charles was alive, why should she care how he survived? She preferred not to concern herself too much with her former fiance.