The First Great War of Magic
Chapter 462

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Juno Arthur was Byron's First Master, but his power and status far surpassed those of Count Brittany and Count Lamorak back then. Whether commissioned, purchased through trade, or obtained through adventures, he possessed a total of seven famous Saint Rank guns.

For this voyage to sea, he had brought only one—the Blood Demon!

It was a pistol!

Juno reached into the air and pulled out a dark red handgun. Its design was plain and unremarkable; no one would have guessed that it was a Saint Rank alchemical firearm.

Juno handed the Blood Demon to Drusilla and said, "Make sure you return safely."

The beautiful red-haired woman took the Blood Demon, gracefully flew out of the Dolmabahçe, and immediately merged into the sky.

Charlotte had not waited long beside the deep pit left by the Ancient Modoro Tree before he lost contact with two Mirror Shadows. His body flickered, and he appeared several hundred paces away, precisely where the two Mirror Shadows had lost contact. He thrust out his palm and slammed it down. A surge of Dark Corrosion power blasted into the ground, but after penetrating more than ten meters, it was dissolved by an invisible force.

Seeing this, Andreus said, "I'll do it!"

He drew the rapier at his waist and plunged it into the ground. A melodious birdcall traveled underground. Several minutes later, the youngest former Saint Rank of the Black Phoenix said gravely, "There's a force below that neutralized my battle aura."

"Unless we go down ourselves, there's no way to find that thing."

Charlotte said, "Wait a little longer."

After a while, the power of his twelve Mirror Shadows ran out, and they dissipated on their own. With a casual flick of his hand, a Magic Mirror appeared, displaying the situation underground.

Beneath the roots of

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