The First Magic World War-Chapter 239: War is the most efficient way of training.

The Hunchback Red Bear Warrior, towering in stature, was considered a mighty breed among the beastmen.

Charles had eighteen Hunchback Red Bear Warriors under his command, well aware of the formidable prowess of this type of beastman warrior. He reached back and drew his Antispace Sniper Rifle, aimed at a Hunchback Red Bear Warrior, and pulled the trigger.

Although this Hunchback Red Bear Warrior was powerfully strong, already at a Mid-Level Transcendent, he was still blasted apart by Charles’s shot from the Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet.

After killing a Hunchback Red Bear Warrior, Charles turned the gun barrel and targeted a second one; this warrior, despite swiftly raising his battle hammer, still failed to block the Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet.

Unless an Extraordinary Weapon coupled with a highly skilled warrior was used, even High Order ones had difficulty resisting the power of the Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet.

By the time Charles had blasted the fifth Hunchback Red Bear Warrior, these most robust warriors among the beastmen had already closed in on Silver Pigeon Fort, scrambling up onto the battlements.

Charles put away the Antispace Sniper Rifle and switched to the Knight’s Spear Collapsing Mountain, gathering energy with both hands, he challenged two more Hunchback Red Bear Warriors.

When using the Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet, Charles targeted Mid-Level Transcendents, maximizing the benefit of these expensive bullets. However, with the Knight’s Spear, he specifically targeted ordinary Hunchback Red Bear Warriors.

By doing so, he maximized the effectiveness of his combat ability.

These ordinary Hunchback Red Bear Warriors, although not Transcendents, were not any less lethal than the transcendent warriors when it came to slaughtering regular soldiers, mainly due to their tremendous strength.

As Charles took action, his subordinates also joined in the battle.

When the eighteen Hunchback Red Bear Warriors appeared, the attacking Hunchback Red Bear Warriors showed slight unrest, continuously shouting loudly to their comrades, but those who had been transformed into Labyrinth Guardians could no longer respond to their former kind.

Though the battle was fierce, it didn’t last long—only about several minutes. Then, the Hunchback Red Bear Warriors retreated, leaping down from the battlements.

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Charles, on the battlements, struck each remaining Hunchback Red Bear Warrior with his spear shaft, causing severe injuries or knocking them unconscious.

At this moment, he could not be too concerned; he only hoped to wait for the third maze-ification of Silver Pigeon Fort to take more Labyrinth Guardians in hand.

The beastman army surged like a tide wave after wave, giving no respite to the Westwind Knights who defended the fort. By evening, Charles’s hands were too tired to hold the Knight’s Spear, but he had also seen the completion of the third maze-ification of Silver Pigeon Fort.

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Charles placed his hand on the ground, choosing to convert all the prisoners into Labyrinth Guardians.

Over a hundred beastman warriors who had invaded Silver Pigeon Fort but had not yet died in battle, tentatively stood up, each roaring into the sky, emanating a strange aura.

Although this added some strength to the fort’s defenses, Charles still did not have much confidence in the future of Silver Pigeon Fort, given the overwhelming number of surrounding beastman armies.

He also did not understand why these beastman armies attacked one group at a time instead of all at once. If tens of thousands of beastman troops attacked together, even with the maze-ification, Silver Pigeon Fort could not withstand so many beastman troops and would likely have fallen by the afternoon.

Charles secretly circulated Bloody Glory, this sinister energy coursing through each Bloody Vortex, gradually restoring his strength and energy.

When Bloody Glory transformed into Stellar Battle Qi, a bottleneck somewhat loosened, and with a slight push of Stellar Battle Qi, it broke and overflowed, advancing to the First Order.

Charles took a deep breath and thought to himself, "War is indeed the most efficient way to train, but it’s just too dangerous, constantly a matter of life and death."

As the Stellar Battle Qi broke through again, Charles had now become a Ninth Rank Transcendent.

He took a deep breath, drew the Knight’s Spear Collapsing Mountain embedded at the top of the castle, and shouted, "We must win! Silver Pigeon Fort must win!"

At that moment, not only his Westwind Knights but also Anatasiya’s Silver Pigeon Fortress Knights and the other two Knighthoods, along with the militia of Silver Pigeon Fort, cheered loudly. Charles’s prestige in Silver Pigeon Fort was incredibly high—he had led Silver Pigeon Fort to numerous victories against Lady Southseraph’s attacks and even slain Jonathan, the leader of the South Ceraph Reclamation Army, unlike Baron Fabolais who had already fled back to Strasbourg, making Charles the true lord in the hearts of the people of Silver Pigeon Fort.

Charles pointed to the distance and said, "Tomorrow, we shall repel the beastmen’s army and restore peace to Silver Pigeon Fort."

The cheers of the residents of Silver Pigeon Fort grew even louder.

Of course, Charles couldn’t guarantee that they would be able to repel the beastmen’s army tomorrow, but he could evacuate the residents of Silver Pigeon Fort into Machu Picchu, leaving behind an empty city to disappoint the beastmen.

After a day of battle, Charles had no certainty about withstanding a full onslaught by the beastman army, for the South Serif Restoration Army didn’t possess such strong military forces or so many Transcendents.

The now triple-mazeified Silver Pigeon Fort was capable of letting its residents evacuate and even make the invading beastman army suffer a minor setback.

Charles silently calculated what tactics to adopt?

He had no one to discuss with—whether the Westwind Knights, Silver Pigeon Fortress Knights, Dobin, Yellow Bear, or Anatasiya, none were strategists, and discussing with them was futile.

Charles had to bear the pressure alone.

He patiently waited through the night, and as dawn broke, the beastman army indeed resumed their assault on the fort.

This time, Charles did not stubbornly defend the top of the castle but lured the beastman warriors into attacking Silver Pigeon Fort, utilizing its maze-like structure to repel the beastman army’s attacks time and again.

In the afternoon, during Charles’s twenty-first repulsion of the beastman army’s siege, suddenly someone cheered loudly, shouting, "The beastmen are indeed retreating."

Charles looked into the distance and indeed saw several tribal flags of the beastman army slowly moving toward Mostar Fort, he sighed in relief, not knowing the reason but glad that the beastman army was retreating.

Just as Charles relaxed his guard for a moment, a mace flew up from the top of the castle, heading straight for his forehead.

Charles lifted his Knight’s Spear Collapsing Mountain, pitting it against the beastman’s mace. His weapon was not at a disadvantage, and with a single exchange, although his spear was deflected, he immediately counterattacked, his spear flickering as he thrust out twenty-eight times in succession.

The beastman assassin, who thought his timing for the sneak attack was exquisitely perfect, didn’t expect Charles to react so quickly and counterattack so fiercely!

Although the assassin had practiced for twenty or thirty years longer than geniuses like Charles, Cyrus, and Ban Lanmalock, mastering the weapon to return to its simplest form, purely at will, he was not a genius. His power had been forged over time, not something that could improve significantly in a short span.