A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 704 Skatsla's Scheme

Nighttime is the realm of dreams, and people drift into peaceful sleep in the darkness.

But some people simply can't sleep at all.

"This isn't right! This doesn't conform to the laws of common sense!"

Roland used his mental power to carefully analyze the samples he had left behind, but the more he analyzed, the more puzzled he became.

She simply couldn't understand how this thing was made.

"Don't worry unnecessarily. I advise you to stop overthinking and go to sleep early, lest you be overwhelmed by your dreams."

Jiang Shuzhou had anticipated Roland's outburst.

Sometimes, when what a person wants to research and explore no longer conforms to common sense, if they are too persistent, they may fall into a stubborn state of mind.

This behavior is commonly known as going astray or becoming possessed.

The reason Roland couldn't understand it was simple: this kind of performance was something that ordinary legends couldn't achieve.

Everything is both real and illusory. When they appear, the jungles are material, but when they disappear, they are dream creations at that moment.

This is easy to understand, but it's the norm to break the rules.

In short, it's simply impossible.

For mages, the world is a vast canvas on which they can paint as they please.

But what Jiang Shuzhou brought up was a sculpture.

How can I use a paintbrush to create an effect exactly like a sculpture?

This is simply not possible.

Only by reaching another dimension, that is, no longer being a painter, but a sculptor, or a more free person, can this effect be achieved.

What Roland wanted was to slowly create a statue by applying layers of dried paint.

That's impossible and unnecessary.

After all, this method is simpler for Jiang Shuzhou, but for Roland, it's better to create it directly using magic.

"Go to sleep if you want, I don't have time."

Roland did not take Jiang Shuzhou's advice seriously.

A mage's curiosity is irresistible.

"Whatever you want."

Seeing this, Jiang Shuzhou didn't bother to say anything more.

At this moment, Roland was just like those reckless mages who tried to study and understand Jiang Shuzhou through various means and without protection.

The only difference is that she is strong enough that she won't be killed by a direct headshot.

It should be noted that over the years, a considerable number of mages have considered themselves special enough and then chosen to directly observe Jiang Shuzhou, only to be assimilated by the massive amount of information and pollution, ultimately causing their brains to explode.

Jiang Shuzhou does not tolerate such unprotected, reckless attacks; he will deal with them as he sees fit.

Finally, after countless failures, no one dared to do it anymore.

Now, someone else wants to do it.

In response, Jiang Shuzhou simply took out his tent, turned around and left, covered himself with a blanket, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Hopefully, Roland will be more whole when he wakes up the next day.

Soon, the next day arrived.

"Huh? You're not allowed to sleep here."

Looking at Roland, who was lying unconscious on the lab table, Jiang Shuzhou poked her and then said.

Roland didn't react at all to Jiang Shuzhou's provocation. It seems he had gone too far in his research yesterday and touched on something he shouldn't have. He was off enjoying himself.

Seeing this, Jiang Shuzhou didn't tolerate it and immediately prepared to use traditional techniques to make the other party wake up faster.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Shuzhou took a deep breath, focused his energy into his dantian, brought his palms together, and then suddenly exerted force.

"bump!"

With a loud bang, Roland was sent flying hundreds of meters away.

After shuffling along the sand for dozens of meters, it finally came to a stop.

"Looks like my skipping skills haven't gotten any worse."

Jiang Shuzhou sighed.

"Ouch...my face hurts so much..."

Finally, after a lot of commotion, Roland managed to get up from the ground.

"What... what's going on?"

Roland casually created an ice mirror, and upon seeing his swollen face, he couldn't help but blush.

"Jiang! Shu! Zhou!"

"It's not my fault. You got so engrossed in your research that you fainted. You deserve it. I'm being kind by not drawing little turtles on your face."

Jiang Shuzhou shrugged at Roland's questioning gaze and said matter-of-factly.

"you!"

Roland uttered those words in a huff, then forcibly held back what he was going to say next.

After all, she knew she couldn't act rashly now, and Jiang Shuzhou had indeed woken her from her coma.

After this brief incident, both sides continued walking forward.

According to Jiang Shuzhou, the place where they gathered was still quite a distance away.

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On the other side, the goddess of fate, Skacella, wrapped herself tightly in a thick layer of gauze, her entire body shrouded in thick clothing.

"What happened? Why did that operation fail?"

"It's Cyric, that traitor! He has turned his back on the glory of the gods and abandoned God's honor!"

In a dark, secret room, the voices of Skatsla and Tyr could be heard talking.

"What should we do then? You said you'd be there to support me in that moment!"

"That... is probably no longer possible. The situation is very bad now; the gods are all wary of each other, and it's estimated that..."

There was also a hint of anxiety in Tyr's words.

In this situation, He is more anxious than anyone else.

But it didn't work.

Trust has been destroyed, and rebuilding it will be extremely difficult.

In particular, Cyric, by killing gods with similar divine authority and absorbing their power, has now become a half-step Great God.

Of course, this is a self-proclaimed title by Shirek. As to how his strength compares to Jiang Shuzhou's, we'll have to see when they actually meet.

"Cyric has become the ruler of the night. He has drawn power from many gods, which has caused many gods to no longer believe in collective action. The Pantheon is now a disorganized mess."

Tyr sighed.

This is not the situation He desired to see.

Fortunately, the hidden god was devoured by Cyrek, which is why they can still move around here safely.

"The Book of Destiny must never be absorbed by that person, no matter what, even if it is destroyed. Otherwise, once destiny is in his hands, we will no longer be able to resist any of his attacks."

"Skatzla said."

This is also the biggest reason why He came here.

Taking back the Book of Destiny is probably impossible, but destroying it would be very simple.

The enemy used this thing to lure Skatsla, and Skatsla knew it was a trap, but He still came.

Jiang Shuzhou knew that Skatsla knew it was a trap, so he might have other tricks up his sleeve.

But in any case, as long as Skatsla touches the Book of Fate, everything will end.

"Now, they're getting impatient. I need your help, or we're all doomed!"

Even if the gods are no longer united, it would be better to try to get Tyr's support; at least that would give us a better chance of success.

"I will."