A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 322 Singing

"You've got quite a temper. All I did was accidentally kill you, is that a reason to give me this cold shoulder?"

"How petty."

Jiang Shuzhou looked at Mereges's soul, which was being guided by the divine kingdom, and said.

Of course, Meredes was not going to respond to him.

After defeating Mereges and his group, this stronghold was completely eliminated.

The aftershocks of the battle between Jiang Shuzhou and Mereges and others leveled the entire ice surface for thousands of miles around.

The ice, several meters thick, cracked, and countless soldiers died in the aftermath of the battle.

There were no living people left around the temple.

As time slowly passed, the temple's protective shield weakened, until finally, a spell from Jiang Shuzhou struck down.

The temple's protective shield shattered like fragile paper.

Finally, the divine power of this fulcrum was exhausted.

However, this does not mean that the fulcrum has been captured.

Now, one last step is needed: to destroy the statues inside.

Jiang Shuzhou darted forward and entered the temple.

The floor is made of countless flawless white marbles. It has to be said that marble is indeed a good thing. It is simple and beautiful, and most importantly, it is very cheap.

"Selfless Lord, you have granted me..."

As the chanting began, Jiang Shuzhou frowned. He recognized the voice; it was the choir.

Why are these people still here?

Jiang Shuzhou originally thought these people had already run away, but unexpectedly, even though the bishop was dead, these choirs were still singing hymns here.

I can only say I can't understand it.

However, Jiang Shuzhou doesn't need to understand.

"Why don't you run?"

With his powerful mental strength, Jiang Shuzhou easily found the choir. Dozens of believers dressed in white were chanting sacred songs, and they did not stop even when Jiang Shuzhou got close.

"The glory of our Lord will ultimately annihilate all evil."

The choir continued their performance, but their words seemed to be a response to Jiang Shuzhou.

"boring."

It is clear that these people have almost no self-will; they are nothing more than humanoid machines whose sole purpose in life is to recite sacred hymns.

"I will count to three, and if you do not stop, you will die."

No one responded to Jiang Shuzhou.

"Three, one, okay, time to die."

Jiang Shuzhou originally intended to just have some fun; whether he stopped or not, these people were going to die anyway.

"The wrath of God..."

With a loud crack, the sound of a skull exploding rang out; a believer's head exploded.

"This music is no good, come sing with me."

Jiang Shuzhou waved his staff, and the believers were arranged neatly like piano keys.

"Do".

Accompanied by Jiang Shuzhou's world-class vocals, a believer's body was twisted into a pretzel shape.

Before he died, he did not wail, but rather all the bones in his body made a sound.

"Do".

"Very well, since you all enjoy singing, then let's sing to our hearts' content."

"Do Re Mi Fa Sol La Si Do".

Every time Jiang Shuzhou uttered a sound, a believer died, their entire body emitting the corresponding tone as they died.

"Not bad, as expected of a professional, it's easy to use."

After getting the pitch right, Jiang Shuzhou decided to try singing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star".

Unfortunately, everyone was exhausted after just the first few notes.

"To die playing music, you can consider it a blessing in disguise."

Jiang Shuzhou waved his hand, and all the believers in the choir were thrown aside by him.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Shuzhou flashed and arrived directly in front of the huge stone statue in the center of the church.

That is a statue of Heim, the god of protection.

The statue of Heim is a warrior whose face is obscured, but he exudes a resolute spirit.

"Tell me, what exactly did you protect? Your own divine throne?"

Jiang Shuzhou's sharp staff transformed into a scythe, and with a flick of his wrist, the scythe sliced ​​the entire temple in two.

Splash, splash.

Without Heim's protection, the temple began to weather and crack instantly, and everything inevitably headed towards decay.

Jiang Shuzhou flashed into the sky and looked down at the temple.

The fulcrum has collapsed, but this is only temporary.

As long as the nodes of the miracle do not collapse, the temples at these nodes, even if they do collapse, can be restored.

With nothing else to do, Jiang Shuzhou began to chat with the other monks.

After all, even though the fulcrum has temporarily collapsed, Jiang Shuzhou still needs to guard this place to prevent reconstruction until all the fulcrums are occupied.

This is the final battle before the fight against the Goddess of the Magic Network. After this battle, everyone will face the Goddess of the Magic Network head-on.

"How are you all doing these days?"

Jiang Shuzhou asked.

"Things are going well, but these charlatans are too tough on the guts. I'm giving them a good beating right now."

Ralf remained incredibly bold, attacking a node single-handedly without any pressure, after all, the fleet was no mere decoration.

"I solved it a long time ago. The Spirit Machine School is just average. Why did it take so long?"

Corey had already finished his match and immediately started mocking Relf.

"Hey, if you're going to talk like that, then you can't say that. Let me ask you, you're from the Ascension School, all you do is gang up on people, right? What kind of skill is that? Do you even know what maximum power is? Do you even know what…"

Ralph started competing with Corey.

"What do you mean I rely on numbers? I could say you rely entirely on energy! If you pulled that elemental plane out of the way, see if your piece of junk can still move!"

"The way you're saying that makes it sound like your war behemoths don't need to consume energy."

"What do you mean?"

"That's not right..."

"If you ask me..."

Within minutes, Ralph and Corey were arguing.

It seems that Ralph is indeed in a good situation, otherwise he wouldn't have had time to argue.

Time passed by, second by second. Jiang Shuzhou ate melon while discussing alchemy with Alger, and at the same time kept an eye on the ruins of the temple to prevent its reconstruction.

Being able to multitask is considered a basic skill of a monk.

Soon, accompanied by a violent vibration, the last node was finally captured.

This completely rendered Saint Martin's defenses ineffective.

Jiang Shuzhou could sense that the temple, which had once possessed some spirituality and might have been able to be rebuilt, returned to deathly silence the moment all its supports collapsed.

These nodes can no longer be easily reconstructed.

To recover, a much higher price will inevitably be paid.

And it's unlikely that it will be completed in the short term.

Meanwhile, the surviving soldiers of the All Saints Alliance below had all been annihilated by Jiang Shuzhou's Crimson Legion.

After all, they are just cannon fodder brought to the front lines, and they won't have much impact on the overall situation.