Charlotte launched more than a hundred consecutive assaults. When the Bloody Glory within him was nearly exhausted, he withdrew from the battle, but did not leave that world. Instead, he set foot aboard the Emilia.
In this world, the Legendary Warship had become something entirely different: an unimaginably magnificent palace. Its main structure was a gigantic skeletal giant with three heads and six arms. Countless palaces and towers had been built around it, and most were not even built upon the skeletal giant itself, but floated around it. Those palaces and towers were all Ghost Ships subdued by Charlot Mecklenburg.
Several thousand Ghost Ships, along with their Ghost Crewmembers, had vaguely formed a small "divine kingdom." Even the batch of Ghost Ships Charlotte had left on the New Continent gathered around the Emilia in this world.
Emilia's power had grown explosively over the past year or so.
Charlotte had no idea why his youngest daughter's strength had increased so madly. He could neither understand it nor find any pattern to it. Even Amon, who had become increasingly strange and increasingly powerful, could not catch up to Emilia.
Charlotte stepped into Emilia's Palace, and the power within him began recovering without end. He could even sense his daughter's joy, madness, brutality, cruelty, innocence, and distortion.
Charlotte withdrew the power enhancement from the Holy Light Divine Kingdom and tried to draw upon Emilia's power. This strength, as though it came from a world of death, transformed his body into a skeleton shrouded in black mist. The swirling black mist became banners that fluttered around him.
In an instant, Charlotte's consciousness sank into a small body, and he immediately heard a jubilant cry. "Daddy, you're here!"
Charlotte raised his right hand and drove down a punch.
Emilia, who had been frantically tearing flesh