Chapter 482: If You Push Me, I’ll Really Go After Senior Menielman

“If you push me any further, I swear I’ll really go after Senior Menielman...”

“Hmm, no, better not. I can’t let Annie down.”

Charlot was troubled when a miraculous scene unfolded before his eyes. A golden beam of light shot skyward from the Golden Temple, glowing intensely and remaining for a long time.

Suddenly enlightened, Charlot pressed his hand to the ground and realized that the City of the Pale could indeed undergo Labyrinth Transformation.

When Charlot decided to transform the City of the Pale into a labyrinth, his labyrinth power increased by over 200 units—equivalent to the strength of several dozen ghost ships.

Charlot said to Juno Arthur, “Teacher, those people really killed the city lord!”

“And...”

“I don’t know what Zimourman did, but this city no longer belongs to Agmirlas.”

Juno let out a faint sigh. “Back then, Zimourman suddenly went mad. I’ve always suspected he seized power from some Evil God. Now it seems he truly walked the path of an evil deity. The question is, how does he intend to cross the obscure line between the Saint Rank and the Divine Rank?”

“I’d love to discuss the Divine Rank with him someday.”

Charlot softly replied, “Teacher, you will surely ascend to godhood safely.”

Juno shook his head. “Let’s hope so.”

This strongest figure of Byron continued, “I accompanied you here mainly to observe more divine beings, to identify their missteps and avoid those errors.”

“Thanks to you, I’ve gleaned a great deal from the five divine beings aboard the Radiant Holy Kingdom, discovering choices I previously thought sound but were proven wrong. Not long ago, I also encountered the fallen evil god Yishemierlen. Over the past few days, I’ve explored the Golden Temple and gained insight into the god of gold and wealth of yore.”

“This path is fraught with danger and uncertainty.”

“One day, you too will walk this road. I’ll pass all my findings to you, but don’t believe everything. My own explorations might also be flawed.”

Juno gazed into the distance for a while before remarking, “No matter what Zimourman plans, he has already left. Focus on spreading the faith of the Serpent of Fate. Clearing this labyrinth is no longer in question.”

“I must return to the Radiant Holy Kingdom now.”

Charlot bid farewell to Juno and summoned reinforcements to bring a squad of labyrinth guards into the Golden Temple. Although the temple remained intact, all life within had vanished, leaving the corpses of Agmirlas’ priests and followers scattered everywhere. Despite knowing Zimourman’s ruthlessness, Charlot couldn’t help but sigh at the sight. He instructed his men to transport the bodies to the Radiant Holy Kingdom.

These followers of an evil god bore residual power from Agmirlas, making improper disposal extremely troublesome. Burial would pollute the land, and casting them into the sea would contaminate the waters. Delivering them to the Radiant Holy Kingdom as food for divine beings was the best solution.

Yes, using evil gods to handle evil gods—flawless logic.

After clearing the Golden Temple, Charlot prayed to the Serpent of Fate, which promptly responded with delight.

With the descent of Divine Radiance, the temple was imbued entirely with the Serpent of Fate’s aura. Its engravings, sculptures, murals, architectural style, and even the central idol transformed into depictions of the Serpent of Fate.

Taking a brief pause, Charlot wrote an “original short story” of about 17,000 words, describing how an Evil Labyrinth God, under the Serpent of Fate’s guidance, laid down its murderous ways and became the serpent’s devoted servant.

The story’s core narrative was inspired by Buddha’s teachings of reforming bandits.

In the tale, Charlot portrayed the Serpent of Fate as powerful, benevolent, merciful, passionate, and wise. Even if the story itself was subpar, it didn’t matter—future writers would naturally embellish it, much like how Mao Zonggang refined Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

He dispatched hundreds of young storytellers to spread this tale across the city.

The residents of the City of the Pale, having executed the priests and the city lord, were left disoriented. When children began reciting praises of the Serpent of Fate, the populace gradually embraced the true god.

Charlot initially expected the process to take longer, but within just seven or eight days, the City of the Pale completely eradicated Agmirlas’ influence and became a city wholly devoted to the Serpent of Fate.

Charlot ordered the construction of over a dozen small temples dedicated to the Serpent of Fate, marked the city with the serpent’s symbols, and distributed household items featuring the serpent’s image. Across the vast island, he erected numerous serpent-themed columns. Soon, he realized he had successfully cleared the third labyrinth.

A new sea route was revealed.

Charlot directed his fleet and set sail once more.

...

Meanwhile, aboard Georgia Hadrian’s ship, an uninvited guest appeared.

Had Charlot witnessed this, he would have exclaimed, “Captain Huntington!”

Of course, Charlot would never call Zimourman’s name out loud.

What if Zimourman hadn’t fully regained his memories? A sudden “flashback trigger” could be disastrous!

Using the Beast God Transformation, Zimourman skillfully transformed—not into a beastman but a Black Phoenix noble. The family of this Black Phoenix noble failed to recognize the disguise, allowing Zimourman to easily seize three ships and all their wealth, including the noble’s family.

Once aboard, Georgia Hadrian discovered his ship had strayed from the Christopher Route. Yet a few days later, his fleet miraculously returned to the route, leaving the Black Phoenix earl baffled.

...

Charlot soon arrived at the fourth labyrinth. Situated on a desolate island, it held no living inhabitants and was filled with ruins, abandoned for countless years.

Despite the diary hinting at the next challenge—The Wasteland City—it provided no instructions on how to complete it. Charlot stepped into the city and attempted Labyrinth Transformation several times, but it failed. Clearly, the city needed to be conquered first. Yet how does one conquer an uninhabited city? Shouldn’t setting foot on its soil automatically count?

Charlot was utterly perplexed!

Praying to the Serpent of Fate yielded no response—an exceedingly rare occurrence.

With a group of companions, Charlot temporarily settled in the Wasteland City, determined to uncover its secrets.

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