A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 612 The Day of Demise

"Let's begin."

Jiang Shuzhou said.

His words were calm, yet they would cost hundreds of millions of elves their lives.

This is not the end of the war, but the beginning of a new one.

The war has now entered a new phase.

From the beginning, Jiang Shuzhou did not regard the elves as his real opponents. All along, his only opponents were the gods and the Elven World Tree.

"Yes, Master, the sacrifice procedure has begun."

Laps nodded in a very humane manner and began preparations for the sacrificial ceremony.

Jiang Shuzhou entrusted this matter to Laps, and he himself was not idle either. He immediately prepared to make a module to increase the confusion resistance of the floating city.

The reason is simple: according to Jiang Shuzhou's estimation, the newly formed Elf World Tree will have a very high level of internal chaos, and its power of chaos will even be higher than that of the Flesh Mother Tree.

After all, the Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood is no longer so chaotic, but the World Tree of the Spirits can become so chaotic that it loses its self-awareness.

Therefore, it is very important to take good precautions, otherwise the floating city will be doomed if it is severely damaged.

After all, besides the World Tree of the Elves, there are also the gods eyeing him covetously. Jiang Shuzhou doesn't believe that Tyr will just stand by and watch Jiang Shuzhou grow stronger. He'll probably attack Jiang Shuzhou without hesitation when he's at his weakest.

The only uncertainty is whether the elves actually told the gods about their situation.

Jiang Shuzhou frowned; even now, he still felt puzzled.

Judging from the gods' demeanor, it was clear they knew the elves had a trump card, but they also seemed to be unaware of the elves' specific plans.

In fact, even many high-ranking members of the Elven race only had a vague understanding of the Elven World Tree's ascension to godhood, and some were still kept in the dark, let alone the gods.

These gods were completely deceived; they only knew that gods would appear among the elves, but knew nothing about the Elven World Tree.

After a moment's thought, Jiang Shuzhou decided to disregard everything. Regardless of whether the other party knew or not, Jiang Shuzhou would treat it as if they did. After all, one should not think too optimistically about things; one must always consider the worst-case scenario in order to leave oneself room for maneuver.

If you calculate to the absolute limit, it's easy to make a mistake.

The simpler the plan, the fewer flaws it has; the more complicated the plan, the higher the chance of it going wrong.

Therefore, Jiang Shuzhou's plans have always been relatively simple, at least not involving elaborate schemes; he prefers open and aboveboard strategies.

Thinking about it, Jiang Shuzhou locked himself in the laboratory and focused on doing experiments.

Jiang Shuzhou then handed over command of the war to Hayes. These matters were minor to Jiang Shuzhou; ordinary battlefields were just extras. It would be best to win, but it didn't matter if they didn't.

Once you win the war between legends, the rest of the battles become irrelevant.

This is the law of victory, and the standard of the entire astral plane.

In the brightly lit laboratory, Jiang Shuzhou examined the square book in his hand, which appeared extremely neat and aligned, even somewhat overly rigorous. This was the Golden Law, capable of forcibly imposing the rules written on it on everyone.

This thing served as a reference for forging a covenant, and now it is also the best reference for Jiang Shuzhou to construct defenses.

"Not bad, I didn't know it could be done like that..."

The research began, accompanied by Jiang Shuzhou's mutterings to himself.

This time, Jiang Shuzhou's main task is to improve his ability to maintain order, while also developing stable measures to prevent chaos.

For Jiang Shuzhou, this was not difficult.

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In contrast to Jiang Shuzhou's relaxed and carefree attitude, the high-ranking members of the Elven race were in a state of utter chaos.

"Another failure! Tell me, what else can you do?!"

Sometimes, Thranduil really wanted to just quit. Was this job even human?

He not only had to defend against Jiang Shuzhou's attacks, but also had to clean up the messes left by those pleasure-seeking elves.

Otherwise, it would be absurd to say that the Elven race is finished. Most of the Elven race is now indulging in pleasure, indulging in desires, and reveling in past glories, while turning a deaf ear to the present reality.

Perhaps they still think this is the past.

Unfortunately, things have changed long ago.

"Your Majesty! Something has happened!"

Finrod came running over, panting, while he was scolding the others.

Thranduil frowned at this.

You see, he was reprimanding people and also had the intention of stripping them of their power. He never expected that Finrod's intrusion would throw everything into chaos.

"Wait! Tell me slowly what's wrong."

Thranduil said calmly, though there was a hint of reproach in his tone.

However, Finrod had no time for such formalities, and his respect for Thranduil was entirely for other people's sake.

Now, the situation was extremely urgent, and Finrod naturally had no intention of giving him any face, so Finrod came straight over.

"The Mother Tree of the Elves! Something's wrong with the Mother Tree!"

The moment these words were spoken, the room fell completely silent.

The Elf World Tree, the origin of the Elf race, is undergoing an unusual transformation, which naturally attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Let's go, we'll talk as we walk."

Thranduil, of course, could not allow Finrod to report what had happened in public. He ended the meeting immediately and then left the room with Finrod.

"What exactly happened?"

As soon as he stepped out of the room, Thranduil asked in an urgent tone.

The current state of the Elf World Tree can be described as both extremely good and extremely bad.

The good thing is that the current World Tree of the Spirits has a much lower aura than before.

On the other hand, the negative aspect is that they have too many negative emotions, making them like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment.

Now, a new problem has arisen. How can Thranduil not care about this?

"The current World Tree of the Spirits has reached its peak in absorbing negative emotions, and at the same time..."

Finrod took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"What happened at the same time?"

Thranduil asked.

What does it mean when someone stops talking halfway through a sentence?

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"At the same time, the Elf World Tree is about to be upgraded."

Upon hearing this, Thranduil instantly felt his blood rush to his head, and he felt terrible.

If this continues, it won't be long before Gander is destroyed by the degree of destruction.

And the person to blame is naturally Jiang Shuzhou.

After all, if he hadn't accelerated the sacrifice, causing the pollution of the Elf World Tree to deepen, things might still be peaceful now.

Unfortunately, this is impossible.

After all, Jiang Shuzhou was his enemy, so it was impossible for him not to cause trouble.

But the current situation is still beyond Thranduil's expectations.