A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 654 Saint Ilan City

Instead of worrying about these things, we should focus on the upcoming military operations against the Alliance of Gods.

After learning that the ancient gods were gradually reviving, Jiang Shuzhou ordered the blasphemous priests who had infiltrated the Church of the Gods to accelerate their infiltration and erode the faith in the gods as quickly as possible.

In this way, Jiang Shuzhou can use them to hunt down the gods.

By now, quite a few blasphemous priests have climbed to higher positions, some even just a few steps away from the Pope's seat.

However, these few steps may be the key to a legendary life.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is their peak.

But with Jiang Shuzhou around, it's impossible without some unexpected events.

Even if there are no surprises, we'll still go for it!

Jiang Shuzhou has been lying low for a while now, and Roland still needs time to develop. Since that's the case, Jiang Shuzhou can't just sit idle. He should first attack the Alliance of Saints and collect some interest.

If all goes well, he could even completely wipe out the opponent's forces from the main plane, and from then on, Jiang Shuzhou would be in charge of the main plane alone.

As for Roland's side?

After breaking free from his shackles, Jiang Shuzhou mastered the avatar skill without any instruction. He could just use the avatar to get by, since allocating a little computing power was no problem for him.

After all, the weather and changes in Wardland are actually all controlled by Jiang Shuzhou, which is extremely computationally demanding. However, for Jiang Shuzhou, it's a piece of cake and there's no problem at all.

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Border city, Alliance of Saints, Saint Ilan City.

Clop clop clop, the sound of horses' hooves approached.

"Stop right there! What are you doing!"

The soldiers guarding the city shouted loudly.

"My Lord is the great Goddess of Wealth! How dare you stop me? Are you trying to break the trade agreement?!"

Inside the carriage, a man dressed in splendid clothes showed no sign of intimidation; instead, he questioned the soldiers.

"This... sir, you..."

The soldiers, who were used to being arrogant and domineering, involuntarily lost some of their momentum when they saw the situation before them.

"Haha, don't mind it, it's just routine, ah, just routine."

Soon, a fat, big-eared officer walked over.

The buttons on the other person's military uniform were stretched to their limit and looked like they were about to burst open.

The merchant inside the carriage even had some doubts; perhaps the button would pop right into his face.

This military uniform might have belonged to this guy when he was young; he probably doesn't wear it anymore.

It has to be said, being a border inspector is a really lucrative job.

He arrived as a skinny young man, and left as a fat old man.

After giving the other person a few deep looks, the merchant casually tossed out a bag of gold coins.

"Take this, consider it a reward for the brothers' hard work."

Upon hearing this, not only the fat officer but also the soldiers couldn't help but smile.

"Oh dear, this has caused you so much expense!"

He said.

The businessman neither confirmed nor denied this.

"Alright, get the job done now that you've taken the money!"

After saying that, the merchant immediately pulled down the carriage curtain, seemingly not wanting to see these greedy fellows again.

"Yes, yes, that's for sure. But according to regulations, we need to conduct some checks."

"It's okay, it's not strict, just take a quick look."

Seemingly to avoid misunderstanding, the fat officer added.

Upon hearing this, the merchant's face instantly turned cold, his eyes narrowed, and he prepared to kill everyone on the spot.

"Sigh, fine, let them investigate. As long as they dare to displease me, I, your master, will make them regret it!"

A man's voice came from the carriage behind.

The voice was laced with disdain, yet carried an air of unquestionable authority.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers were taken aback, and then looked at the fat officer.

They seemed to be frightened.

"Why are you looking at me? Didn't the master say that we should investigate? Just take a look, and make sure the master is satisfied!"

Although he was somewhat greedy, the fat officer didn't want to die. If they didn't even investigate, he might be killed by those fanatical church members the next day.

In the kingdom of the gods, it is not illegal for church members to commit murder.

"How barbaric."

Jiang Shuzhou frowned deeply as he looked at the dirt road around him and the stench of the surrounding environment.

Indeed, the person sitting inside the carriage was none other than the greatest enemy of the gods, the one who terrified all the gods and whose name they dared not even utter—Jiang Shuzhou, or rather, Navis.

As for why Jiang Shuzhou came here?

That was, of course, at the invitation of the Goddess of Wealth, Vol'jin, and he also happened to be fighting the Alliance of Saints.

That's why I came here to take a look at what this place looks like now.

However, to everyone's surprise, the Mage Alliance was on the verge of magical ascension, with all sorts of magical devices and magical cars filling the streets and alleys.

In fact, if you work hard for a few years, you can get a loan to buy a magical car, but here at the Alliance of Saints, they still have the old-fashioned dirt roads and horse-drawn carriages.

Furthermore, the sanitation in this place is very worrying. Looking at the streets in the city, both sides are almost completely dirty, and there is no one to clean them.

"I thought you weren't coming. After all, you've always been quite suspicious."

"Wojnarowski said from the side."

"Why not come? It's not me who's afraid."

Jiang Shuzhou waved his hand and said casually.

Unless all the gods descend to earth in their true forms and gang up on him, a sneak attack from a single god would be of no use to Jiang Shuzhou.

Moreover, in the prime plane, there is also something called prime plane consciousness.

Once a god uses all their power, the superplane will send the opponent back to the astral plane.

Jiang Shuzhou, however, would not.

After all, the principle of repatriation in the main plane can be simply explained as a teacher tattles on someone.

If a certain deity causes trouble, the main plane's consciousness will notify the deity's parent, which is the law.

The laws, on the other hand, will bring the gods directly to the astral plane, saving them from causing trouble.

This tactic has always been very effective for the gods, preventing the main plane from suffering excessive damage.

But not anymore.

At least, not for Jiang Shuzhou.

The reason is simple: complaining is no longer effective.

After all, gods are the sons of laws, and Jiang Shuzhou is the most severe father of these laws.

How can a son possibly control his father?

Especially when the father is very strong and wants to give his unfilial son a good beating.

Therefore, if they were to fight in the main plane, Jiang Shuzhou would naturally have an absolute advantage. He could go all out, while the gods could not.

Of course, Jiang Shuzhou didn't intend to go too far, otherwise the main plane's consciousness would have to engage in free fighting with Jiang Shuzhou, which wouldn't be good for either side.

The inspection was completed quickly. Whether it was because they had been paid enough or because these people were not very professional, in any case, no one dared to interrupt Jiang Shuzhou and Woking's conversation during this time.

Soon, this carriage, capable of altering the entire prime plane, swayed and wobbled across the hundreds of thousands of meters high city wall and entered the border city.

Do you know a saying?

Jiang Shuzhou said.

"What did you say?"

"Wojnarowski asked."

"The strongest walls are always breached from within."

Looking at the city wall behind him, which was shimmering with countless runes and blessed by the gods, Jiang Shuzhou said.

This city wall can defend against the attack of Jiang Shuzhou's troops, and at the very least, it can provide early warning.

Unfortunately, no one expected Jiang Shuzhou to take the unconventional route and go straight through the normal door.

Perhaps even the gods didn't expect that the solution to this problem would be so simple.

Looking at Jiang Shuzhou, Woking's face twitched slightly.

Who can be as shameless as you? Such a big shot, personally getting involved, can't you have some dignity?