A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 690 The Cost of Advancement

"My lord, today we have advanced three kilometers and purified everything around us."

This is the report the angels gave to Tyr.

For them, it was just a few casualties; in the face of the advancing battle lines, everything was just a minor cost.

Dozens of squads went missing, thousands of knights died, and only a few knights returned—these statistics were completely ignored by them.

"very good."

Upon hearing this, Tyr's tense face finally broke into a smile.

There's movement on the front lines, which is a good thing.

However, the smile quickly faded.

The reason is simple: although advancing three kilometers seems like a long distance, it does not mean that the gods have completely occupied Saint Ylan City.

The polluted city of Saint-Ilan can no longer be judged by common sense.

Here, the space is stretched to an extreme length; what was originally a small city now covers an area of ​​hundreds of kilometers.

The places they purified were only suitable for them to set up camp.

What worries Tyr even more is that the enemy's main force has not yet shown up.

"Besides that, is there anything else worth noting?"

"Till asked."

"Well... my lord, there are a few such items."

The angel then reported on the recent attacks on the paladins.

However, he did not report the specific number of casualties.

Because Tyr didn't want the data, he wanted to see the monsters.

"There's one more thing. Soldiers reported that they could see a huge, towering figure in the fog."

Saint-Ilan was shrouded in a hazy mist, obscuring everything. This mist served not only to interfere with the vision of mortals but also to prevent superhumans from using their mental powers to investigate.

Tyr, who had fought Jiang Shuzhou, knew Jiang Shuzhou's character well, so he ordered that no soldier was allowed to use their mental power to repeatedly probe.

This method mainly reminded Him of the situation in that awful place called Wordland.

Given Jiang Shuzhou's outrageous brainwashing abilities, if he scans something he shouldn't, then we're doomed.

That's why he gave that order.

Soon, the other, less cautious armies of gods proved Him right.

Tens of thousands of people suddenly mutated and then began to attack everyone around them in a frenzy.

After investigation, it was confirmed that the cause was that the person had used their mental energy to explore the situation inside the dense fog.

"Alright, you can leave now."

Tyr waved his hand, indicating that he already knew.

"Tyr, this seems a little different from what we agreed on?"

Just seconds after the angel left, several gods gathered there.

"Wait a little longer. I'll test the waters tomorrow and see if that person is actually there!"

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"Bring in more people, bring in more people, and soon this will be your prison."

Looking at those who were still gloating, Jiang Shuzhou smiled.

These gods might still think everything is going according to plan.

The army they led seemed very strong, but to Jiang Shuzhou, it was like a paper tiger, easily broken.

A little-known fact: Although Jiang Shuzhou's individual combat strength is greater than that of the legion, this does not mean that he lacks the means to deal with the legion.

The various horrific diseases and pollution in Wardlandre were all Jiang Shuzhou's doing.

Perhaps the reason these gods brought so many people here was to force Jiang Shuzhou to reveal his trump card or to deplete his power.

Unfortunately, aside from the Plague Knights of the Plague Goddess, the rest are probably not long for this world.

"Let's get a little closer and cherish this time."

Three test tubes appeared in Jiang Shuzhou's hand, each emanating a terrifying aura.

"You will become the rock, just as the earth desired."

With a snap, Jiang Shuzhou crushed the test tube containing the Demon Stone Disease. The pitch-black liquid slowly flowed out and then quickly evaporated, as if it had never existed.

"You shall uphold justice and judge all things; all that you see shall be enemies of justice."

With a slight exertion of force, the test tube containing the Dream Plague shattered with a crash, and a scarlet, blood-like liquid flowed from Jiang Shuzhou's fingers.

Finally, you should understand that the body is merely a shell; why be so fixated on the human form?

The test tube dissolved directly, and then a colorless and odorless liquid, like water, slowly flowed out, finally disappearing without a trace, as if it had evaporated.

That was the berserk plague, or the flesh plague; it had many names, but all were infamous.

Finally, I look forward to our meeting.

Jiang Shuzhou said that he was already studying how to appear before Tyr. After all, Tyr was someone that required the combined efforts of so many gods to defeat, so his appearance had to be impressive and he couldn't lose face.

Then, Jiang Shuzhou crossed his legs and began to think.

If Tyr knew what Jiang Shuzhou was thinking, he would probably go completely insane, after all, this was just too disrespectful to them.

For them, it was a matter of life and death, but for Jiang Shuzhou, he even had the mind to show off.

But that's normal. After all, being strong is a temporary thing, but being handsome is a lifelong thing.

The first major battle naturally required a bit of pomp and circumstance.

I'm incredibly handsome.