A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 706 Shirek?

Upon hearing Jiang Shuzhou's words, Xirek's face darkened.

How did this guy find us? He hid the divine kingdom so well, yet Jiang Shuzhou just showed up at our doorstep.

Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to fight. As for providing support?

Forget about it. Shirek knew that no one would dare to help him with the mess he had made.

Perhaps Tyr's powerful divine strength might be able to help Him, but contacting Him now and waiting for Him to arrive would take some time.

"Last time was just a scheme I devised to complete my plan! I was originally going to let you go, but I didn't expect you to dare come looking for me even though I wasn't going to!"

After saying that, Cyric stopped being modest and launched a fierce attack, instantly annihilating all the flesh and blood creatures that had invaded the divine realm.

Never doubt the fighting power of a god within his own divine kingdom.

"I am the master of the night! Death is my companion! And you, you are about to perish!"

With a roar, Cyric transformed into a beam of black light and hurtled towards Jiang Shuzhou.

"Domination gained by devouring others? That's dark."

With a joking remark, Jiang Shuzhou then transformed into a streak of light and crashed into Xirek.

bump!

As the two collided, a violent energy surge erupted, causing a slight tremor to be felt throughout the entire astral plane.

After a brief clash, the two sides separated.

"What, are you not continuing?"

Jiang Shuzhou appeared completely at ease, without any pressure.

On the other hand, Shirek was sweating profusely.

He had previously boasted that he was on par with Jiang Shuzhou, but now that they had actually clashed, he realized that he was completely at a disadvantage.

But it's not a big problem. An assassin's job is to defeat the strong with the weak.

In a direct confrontation, he is indeed no match for Jiang Shuzhou, but if he hides in the shadows...

As he pondered, Cyric's figure slowly merged with his surroundings, and then his aura vanished.

It seems He's planning a sneak attack.

Seeing this, Jiang Shuzhou was somewhat wary, but he didn't intend to stand idly by. He wanted to strike at the heart of the matter; if he wanted to deal with Xirek, he would directly attack the opponent's divine kingdom.

As for the possibility of assassination?

Cyric wasn't stupid. He wouldn't sneak up on Jiang Shuzhou and then immediately try to assassinate him. After all, nobody's stupid. Now that he knew Cyric was hiding in the shadows, how could he not be on guard?

Therefore, in the initial period, Cyric will not take action, as the chances of success are too low.

Following Jiang Shuzhou's command, once again, countless enormous clumps of flesh and blood enveloped the flesh monsters and hurled them toward Cyric's divine kingdom.

Clearly, Jiang Shuzhou knew that Xirek wouldn't make a move anytime soon and intended to force him out.

As for whether or not Cyril will be released?

Whether He comes out or not is up to Him; after all, the monk can run away but the temple can't. The other side's divine kingdom is right here.

From afar, Jiang Shuzhou's floating city sprouted countless enormous tentacles, tightly gripping Xirek's divine kingdom to prevent him from escaping.

Now, it's unlikely that even if Shirek wanted to run away, it would be impossible for him to do so.

Hidden in the shadows, Cyric cursed under his breath as he watched the scene unfold. Then, he focused intently on Jiang Shuzhou, waiting for the moment when Jiang Shuzhou would let his guard down.

However, He probably didn't expect that there was also a pair of eyes in the shadows, watching the surroundings closely.

Chahara's greatest success was that even the gods were unaware that Jiang Shuzhou had such a person by his side.

Now, they will pay a heavy price for this.

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Is that really the case?

At this very moment, Tyr, who was in his own divine kingdom, heard the best news of his life.

Those were his two enemies, who had actually started fighting.

"Indeed, the battle between the two sides shattered the laws of the universe, and even the astral plane trembled."

"This is what God said from the side."

"Hmm...not bad, but we can't be too happy yet."

Tyr said, but there seemed to be an underlying meaning in his words, as if he wanted others to see for themselves whether it was true or not.

No one dared to respond.

After all, this is a job that could cost you your head. Neither of the two people in this war are easy to mess with. One is a god of death who devoured gods and became the ruler of the night, while the other is a powerful and even more wicked person who can fight on equal terms with several powerful gods and ancient gods, and even has a slight advantage.

If you were to take a look around the other side, you might get taken out on the spot, even if you don't.

No one dares to take on this kind of job.

After a brief pause, seeing that no one dared to respond, Tyr sighed softly, abandoning his plan to send someone to investigate.

If He did that, these people from God would probably betray Him on the spot and run away.

After all, the other party wasn't a slave, but merely a subordinate; no one would do the job of freezing to death.

"I heard that the God of Destiny invited you to help Him? Why not take advantage of this opportune moment..."

"This is what God said from the side."

Upon hearing this, Tyr fell silent for a moment.

Logically speaking, this seems like a good opportunity. If I help Skatsla, I can gain a favor from a powerful god, and the other party can also predict the future.

If I were to help Shirek...

Screw you!

Tyr shook his head, not wanting to get involved in Cyric's mess at all.

Managing this kind of thing is not only extremely risky, but also offers little benefit.

He might even be backstabbed by Cyril.

In that case, why not go and support Skatsla?

That's probably how that person planned it. After all, they just released the news about the Book of Destiny and then went to fight Cyric. It's likely that the other party intended for them to stop caring about Cyric's life or death.

The other gods were unaware of this, but Tyr accepted it readily.

Instead of wasting time and taking risks to save an ingrate, it's better to help Skatsla; at the very least, you'll get a thank you.

After much deliberation, Tyr decided to go and help Skatsla.

Cyric isn't that fragile. Let him suffer a little longer, and let him bear the blame himself. We'll decide whether to help him or not when Tyr has time later.

At the same time, several powerful gods made the same decision: instead of helping Cyrek, they should help Skatsla. At least the boy was honest, kind, and a good person.

As the saying goes, those who follow the right path receive much help, while those who stray from it receive little help; this is exactly the case.

But this was the path Cyric chose himself, so he can't blame anyone else.

To become stronger, some things must be given up, such as reputation.

Of course, Jiang Shuzhou isn't much better off. In the eyes of the gods, his credibility is so low that he probably can't even scan a shared bicycle. He throws out conspiracies and smokescreens every day, and the gods have long since stopped believing any of the punctuation marks he utters.

However, it's not a big problem. Jiang Shuzhou had also planned for this, so he's stalling for time now.

Once the reconstruction plan is complete, we can then focus our efforts on dealing with Cyric.

The other party's divine kingdom has already been identified. Unless He is willing to painstakingly sort out His faith, with the courage to scrape the flesh from His wrist to remove poison, and cleanse all discordant voices, His divine kingdom will forever be marked, with nowhere to escape.