Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

"Something is missing... Besides the skills that are in line with the Tao, I seem to be lacking something else."

Looking at the God of War and Glory who had defeated him again and was standing there, Charles took a spear from the first battle.

"It will probably take a long time to reach this level of skill, but if it's just a simple collision of strength and speed...how are you better than me?" Charles was a little curious.

Then, without any fancy moves, he picked up the spear and quickly charged towards the God of War and Glory.

With his strength, he could easily defeat me again with just a little dodge.

But this time, as if he had noticed something, the God of War and Glory did not choose the fastest way to defeat Charles, but instead chose the simplest sprint like his ordinary users.

The two sides were pointing their spears at each other, and it seemed to be a simple wrestling match.

But the spear of the God of War and Glory, who kept his power equal to Charles's, gradually shattered the spear into which Charles had infused all his insights and power.

Not only the spear head, but the spear itself gradually shattered under the power of the God of War and Glory.

But Charles seemed to sense something, and his eyes began to brighten.

"The power of integrating everything? Every blow is the combined force of physical strength, will, and everything else."

Charles closed his eyes, then slowly swung his fist at the opponent. The God of War and Glory calmly swung his fist, but this time Charles was not repelled. Instead, the opponent was pushed back a few steps by the force of his fist.

"Besides his physical strength, the God of War and Glory possesses only memories of countless battles and the power bestowed upon him by the Militia Order."

"But I'm different. I may be a little behind him in terms of experience and purity. But I'm superior to him in terms of the blessing of extraordinary power. At the same time... his belief is fixed and unchanging, while mine will gradually strengthen..."

Charles's expression brightened.

This time he did not use his intelligence to defeat him, but chose to use the strength and posture he learned from him to crush his opponent.

Then he struck the opponent's arm with his spear for the first time.

Before Charles could even laugh, the opponent swung a spear across and split Charles in half.

Ciel's smile faltered.

He could feel that the opponent's physical strength had not increased, but his belief that he was dead had become stronger.

"Is this a level-breaking game? If I want to know something or take your body away, I need to defeat different versions of myself step by step?" Charles felt helpless.

If it was as he guessed, it would take a long time to get something from here.

In the end, he could only choose to advance to Sequence 1 by forcing others to do so.

"Let's stop here today. I'll come here to accompany you when I have time in the future." Charles took two steps back and walked into the passage that led to the Colosseum when he came here.

The God of War and Glory standing in the Colosseum also slowly retreated and then remained in standby mode.

Charles waved his hand, and his blood in the Colosseum slowly disappeared on the spot. Then he waved his hand again to collect the blood he had just obtained after stabbing the God of War and Glory.

Just as he was about to leave, the God of War and Glory, who had always been like a puppet, made a new move.

In front of Charles, there appeared something like a small bookcase. Inside the bookcase were two golden bowls, three silver plates, and three silver forks.

Well, it’s exactly the same thing that Charles took away from the Church of the God of War and Glory before he became a transcendent.

Or rather, they were not just identical, these things were the gold bowls and silver plates that he had stolen from the church and melted down to make travel expenses - Charles's power could confirm this by tracing the origins.

"Um... actually you are conscious, right?" Charles shouted to the God of War and Glory on the other side of the passage, but the other party just looked at him with indifferent eyes like a machine.

The sight that I had already adapted to now always seems a little creepy.

However, Charles quickly put away the dishes, bowed to the other party, and then turned and left.

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Chapter 338: Mernade's Choice, the Headquarters of the Mutual Aid Society

Being beaten up is obviously not a good thing, let alone Charles being beaten up for more than a month.

It can be said that every part of his body was injured during this period.

However, it cannot be said that he gained nothing.

At least his bare-handed, weapon, or simply physical combat capabilities have improved a lot. At the same time, some minor issues between him and the God of War and Glory and his church have also been put behind him.

From now on, Charles won't have to hide from the other party.

After returning to the manor, Charles lowered his head and thought for a while before quickly creating hundreds of clones with marks.

These clones quickly disappeared in front of him and then came to the docks of various continents, looking for ships to prepare to go to sea.

The Moon has been visited, and the Eternal Blazing Sun and the God of War and Glory cannot be awakened or their hidden secrets can be found for the time being. There is no way to find the Fertility of Mernadè for the time being, but with Mernadè here, this problem should be solved soon.

At this time, the only clue Charles had left was the goddess of the sea. According to what he knew, the temple of the goddess of the sea was a ship, which would appear anywhere in the sea during the era of the five gods. Anyone could encounter the other's temple.

This was his only clue. Although he felt that this method would most likely fail, he still had to give it a try.

"Anyway, let's go find Sif and get some luck." Charles scratched his hair and happily made arrangements for his next time.

Being alone at home is quite difficult for him. He used to be able to seek help from Professor Endsworth, but now...

Mernadette and Perozzi could no longer be relied upon, and at this moment he only hoped that Theresa could return from Severus's house as soon as possible.

Fort Nathan.

Once a prosperous and important city in the Kingdom of York, it is now deserted and looks like an empty or ghost town.

After what happened to Ron and Victor, there were no survivors.

With the disappearance of the demigods, the extraordinary people who once fought hard for power and profit here gradually left, and the power of the kingdom fell into unprecedented shock.

The revival of the old aristocracy and the emerging forces that have lost their high-level extraordinary people are also trying to inherit the political legacy left by their former leaders in new ways. The country has become lively.

But it also became chaotic.

Before some things become a foregone conclusion, the country's order can only rely on self-control in each place.

Although people occasionally think of places like Fort Nason, they will quickly forget about them.

After all, it is an ominous city where extraordinary people gather. Who knows what kind of changes will happen. To a certain extent, this city has been completely abandoned.

Even here there is a complete industrial system, countless properties and various resources.

But until it is confirmed that this place will not attract any special supernatural creatures because of death, this place is considered a forbidden area.

However, today.

This place was remembered again and even regarded as an important place.

"Mr. Floys..." Outside the city, Mernadette's eyes couldn't help but turn red as she looked at the empty city in front of her.

"That guy died here..." Arthur's eyes were fixed on the city in front of him, the fire in his heart was burning, and he had an urge to completely destroy this place.

"Anyway... let's build a monument here according to Mernadè's idea to commemorate what Brother Floys did and what we did."

"It doesn't matter if other people misunderstand, but those who enter this city must truly understand what we have done and what Brother Floys has done." Antilia said calmly.

"Don't worry, we will spread everything he did and clean up the dirty water thrown by those cowards!" Badanton looked serious and earnest.

After the previous battle, his perception of Floyds had changed greatly.

Unfortunately, he no longer had the chance to apologize to the other party in person.

"Not everyone will be deceived. Mr. Floyd's sacrifice will not be in vain. It will become a seed that supports the mutual aid association and allows us to thrive."

"Mernadè, now is not the time to be sad. We should spend our time on more important things!" Badanton said seriously.

Mernadette nodded and then turned to look at the crowd behind her.

"Comrades, we have arrived at our new home!"

"Starting today, we are going to spend an unforgettable time here."

"We must use our own strength to bring this city back to life, let more people become our comrades, let more people understand our concept of mutual help, and work hard to realize our ideals and practice our beliefs!" Mernadette's voice was not loud, but cheers continued to ring out after her voice fell.

Perhaps their power is still very small at this moment, but they believe that as long as they persist, one day they will see the spark of hope and truly see the world described by Mernadè.

They began to work hard to restore the city to its original appearance. Ordinary people used their own strength to do what they could, and extraordinary people did not hesitate to show their strength.

In a corner of the city, Wenxier and Batu, who were cleaning and tidying up the house, pretended to be busy while watching the people around them busy.

"Is this another Truth Society or Equality Society?"

"It would be a terrible thing if that adult had similar ideas..." Wen Xier was a little helpless.

There were some things he had imagined when he was weak, but when he became strong he realized that many things were impossible.

For example, the equality that Mernadette talked about is almost impossible to achieve, even if it is simple equality of personality.

After all, he couldn't imagine the equality of personality between extraordinary people and ordinary people, nor could he imagine what equality between demigods and ordinary people would be like. Such things seemed impossible just by thinking about it.

Even now, even after losing all his power, in his and Batu's eyes, ordinary people are not the same species as himself.

"Whether it can be realized or not is their business. Why are you so worried? If we maintain this concept here, at least we don't have to worry about being easily dealt with by some extraordinary people." Batu said with a pout.

Although he also felt that many of Mernadè's ideas were childish and unfeasible, it was precisely because of this that he and Wensil could stay here with peace of mind.

If it were a school or organization similar to their original one, even if they made some guesses, they would never return to their school to regain their power.

After all, in their school, members other than the extraordinary ones are just slaves, or even consumables.

If you join in, you may lose your life at any time.

"Having said that...some things need to be considered for the future."

"If we do regain our strength here it means we're joining this faction."

"Do we really have to do these things then?" Wen Xier couldn't help but frown.

Batu glanced at him and said, "You're thinking too far ahead."

"If everything goes smoothly, I wouldn't mind working for that gentleman. Being nice to ordinary people isn't that difficult either. If I really can't do it, the worst I can do is to have less contact with them."

"I've always been good at acting. Do you want me to teach you?" Batu said with a smile.

When he said this, Batu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, for some reason.

When was his first performance?

A scene that he had forgotten for a long time suddenly appeared before his eyes.

On the clean streets, there were people in gorgeous clothes, a figure huddled in a corner, and a person lying in front of him with a bloody forehead...

Batu shook his head fiercely.

It's really easy to become sentimental after losing power... I haven't forgotten what happened at that time, Batu laughed at himself, and then did his own work with peace of mind.

Looking at Batu who suddenly became quiet, Wenxier did not disturb him, but thought seriously about his next move.

The mutual aid association is a loose but rigorous organization.

Although he had gotten in by waiting for opportunities, at this time, he and Batu were only the people with the lowest status or power in the mutual aid association.

I don't even have the chance to see Mernadè a few times a day.

If he wants to solve his own problems and regain his power, the key is most likely in Mernade's possession. If he doesn't find a way to win her trust, no matter how much wisdom he has, it will be useless.

but...

Unlike what he imagined, although Mernadè had no power, she seemed to have a special talent.

An ability to get straight to the heart of a person or to see through his or her inner world.

"I can sense that you don't actually agree with our philosophy."

"However, compared to others, you all believe very much that we resolved the issue of Fort Nason. I can also sense your strong desire to join us."

"I don't know the reason, but I can feel the anxiety."

"So... I agree to your joining here. I hope my decision can help you."

Thinking back on his communication with the other party, Wen Xier felt powerless.

I've been completely seen through.

At that time, I thought some things were completely ruined, but who knew that there would be a ray of hope.

But under the current circumstances, it would be of no use even if I really joined the mutual aid association.

She had made some things clear from the very beginning.

If she didn't see his true feelings, she probably wouldn't let him know the deeper secrets of the mutual aid society. It was nonsense to want to use her to find the person behind her and regain power.

However, the prerequisite for being recognized by her is that you are truly moved by their ideals, agree with their ideas and are willing to take action with them for their ideas.

If he were a young man, he might have been able to do this, but now he absolutely cannot do it no matter how hard he tries...