A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 688 The War Begins

"Is this the city of Saint Ylan?"

Looking at the distant, menacing city that seemed to be teeming with people, Tyr's face darkened.

It's hard to imagine that this place was once a sacred religious city.

"Stop here and wait for reinforcements."

Despite having arrived here, Tyr showed no intention of going in now.

Tyr, as his opponent, was naturally aware of Jiang Shuzhou's abilities.

He was certain that the enemy already knew about his grand and elaborate attack.

This can be seen from the fact that He did not encounter any of Jiang Shuzhou's troops along the way.

However, Jiang Shuzhou may not know that His trump card has never been these armies or those reinforcements, but rather those ancient gods.

Jiang Shuzhou may have already guessed something, but he has no idea how many gods will intervene.

With so many gods, there were enough to overwhelm and kill the enemy.

"Yes, my lord."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding angels commanded the army to halt and then stood beside Tyr, faithfully protecting Him.

Is that man still here?

Gazing at the city that could not be explored with spiritual power, Tyr's eyes gleamed with a strange light.

Did he escape?

Or perhaps, he is still alive?

Don't worry, the mystery will be revealed soon.

"Knock knock knock".

With a tremor of the earth, the Earth Knights arrived.

"Tyr, you're here so early again. It seems you've been waiting impatiently."

With the arrival of Gaia, the Earth Mother Goddess, massive mountains surrounded Saint-Ilan City, transforming its terrain from a plain into a basin.

"It seems you're also quite interested in killing that person?"

"Till said."

"This is our destiny, and besides, I don't want to wake up one day to face something like this."

Gaia's face showed no particular expression, only indifference; He had long since seen through life and death.

Furthermore, unless their divine status is annihilated, given their current state, they would likely be resurrected like those ancient gods, even if their physical bodies were to die.

Perhaps this can be considered a kind of immortality, but it's hard to say whether it's good or bad.

The ability to be resurrected is why these gods dared to fight Jiang Shuzhou in his true form.

As for how they knew?

"We meet again."

A cold voice rang out, accompanied by an incredibly resilient aura.

"It's you? Heim?"

Gaia himself had become indifferent to life and death, after all, He didn't have much time left to live.

But what surprised Gaia the most was that Tyr was able to resurrect Heim, the god of protection, and even in his full glory.

"Please allow me to conceal this, but I told you before that we are already immortal. This is not a deduction, but a fact, and the resurrection of the God of Protection is the manifestation of this conclusion."

Gaia was quite surprised to see Tyr and Heim.

He did not expect that Heim would actually be resurrected, and in his full glory, not just with his previous intermediate divine power, but with his original powerful divine power.

"It seems you're determined to win this battle."

Gaia looked at Heim with a complex expression.

He could see that although the other party had the appearance of Heim and his soul seemed to be Heim, his inner self was already different.

"Jiang Shuzhou's crimes are heinous! He wantonly slaughtered the innocent. To protect the world, to protect the laws, we must end his life!"

There was not a trace of resentment in Heim's words; there was only a sense of righteous indignation and justice.

It seems that He faithfully fulfilled His duty, which was to protect the weak and those who needed protection.

This is the self that Heim claims to be: protecting the weak and safeguarding peace.

Is the one who has been resurrected really the same Heim?

Gaia looked at Tyr.

"As long as we have one avatar alive, we will never be completely dead."

That was Tyr's answer.

Simply put, not all of them can die. As long as there is an incarnation alive, the one who is resurrected will still be the same god with his own self.

But if we look at it the other way around...

Gaia simply nodded in response and said nothing more.

He doesn't care.

Soon, Shirek's army arrived.

For safety reasons, the enemy's army was stationed hundreds of kilometers away from the armies of Tyr and other righteous gods, in order to prevent any unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Lord Heim, please rest and recuperate. Our battle against the source of evil is about to begin."

Before meeting with Cyric, Tyr distracted Heim.

Otherwise, they might have internal strife, given Heim's condition.

"So, you really did resurrect Him?"

Amidst the pungent stench of blood, a shadowy figure emerged.

The visitor was none other than Cyril.

Blood was still dripping from His body.

"What's going on? Where did all this blood come from?"

"Hey, don't take it so seriously. I just slaughtered a few people on the way. Consider it a warm-up."

Cyril felt no shame whatsoever for committing such a heinous massacre.

"In a way, this is a good thing. After all, how could those people dare to stop praying?"

"So I killed them all. Now, you should have received the souls of those believers by now, right?"

Upon hearing this, Tyr's expression darkened even further.

However, with a formidable enemy at hand, He cannot act rashly.

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Cyric did not provoke him further, but simply walked away with a grin.

Then came the long wait.

I waited for three whole days and three nights.

Then, Tyr couldn't hold back anymore.

"Wojnarowski! What are you doing?"

He sent the message directly to Wojnarowski.

Then, Tyr was almost driven mad with anger.

"Don't worry, it's on its way. The mobilization has been carried out seriously, and it is expected to arrive in two years, which is not long."

Upon seeing Vol'jin's reply, Tyr's heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, instantly died.

He shouldn't have had any illusions about this guy.

It seems that Wojnarowski, that bastard, isn't planning on coming.

Never mind, it's harmless.

Even so, Tyr was only trying to comfort himself.

Over the next period of time, the other gods gradually arrived as well.

God of Plague, Goddess of Springs, God of Shadows...

Dozens of deities gathered here, and for a moment, a magnificent divine power rippled around Saint Yilan.

However, no matter how glorious the power of the gods was, the dark clouds hanging over Saint Ilan City showed no sign of dissipating.

"Now, the war has begun!"