A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 476 Place of Revelry

Headquarters of the Sotheby's.

Built under the supervision of Murphy, it is incredibly magnificent. This will be Jiang Shuzhou's future office space. As for the second tallest tower?

You can go there whenever you want, whether you have something to do or not.

"And a special invitation?"

Jiang Shuzhou looked at the letter in his hand, somewhat surprised.

He never expected that Helix would actually send an invitation to a mage like him.

Doesn't he know the monk's attitude towards the gods?

Although Helix is ​​still alive, that doesn't mean he won't become a target for the mages. It's just that he hasn't ascended to godhood yet, so there's no benefit in killing him. Therefore, the mages are waiting.

According to Jiang Shuzhou's intelligence, some mages have already set up floating cities in the Astral Plane to ambush and kill Helix.

Of course, Jiang Shuzhou will not participate; he will not get involved in these matters until he has built the floating city.

After all, with so many people sharing one Helix, Jiang Shuzhou would be at a great disadvantage without the Floating City.

Therefore, instead of focusing on a new god, it's better to focus on the legends attending the conference.

Jiang Shuzhou planned to wait until things got chaotic, then kill a few legendary figures in the ensuing battle and bring their corpses back as materials.

Of course, if possible, he would also use these corpses as the base material for the floating city.

After all, Jiang Shuzhou studies flesh and blood, so it's only natural that he needs some high-end flesh and blood.

The Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood is not the Abyss after all; it cannot mass-produce legendary items, and at most it can only produce flesh and blood of the Saint Realm level.

However, it's not a big problem. When Jiang Shuzhou becomes stronger in the future, he will kick the Abyss Will down and become the Abyss himself.

After all, as the saying goes, "A flower is a world, a tree is a Bodhi tree."

The mother tree of flesh and blood has so many branches and leaves, and each leaf is a layer of abyss. Isn't it also the true lineage of the abyss?

Moreover, Jiang Shuzhou is able to maintain his rationality through the power of order, so it is only natural that Hell should also belong to him.

Although the Abyss assisted in the birth of the Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood, it was merely a biological mother; Jiang Shuzhou was the true father.

The Abyss gives birth but doesn't raise the child. Jiang Shuzhou even has to find a way to ask the Abyss for child support herself. Is this how a mother should behave?

There was no companionship at all. Besides, didn't the Abyss say it welcomed them?

What else is there to say, bro? Just wait until I devour you.

As he pondered his next steps, Jiang Shuzhou lightly tapped his fingers on the table.

He was sorting out his thoughts.

First of all, he has to go to the ball. After all, Jiang Shuzhou is there to celebrate with the other legends and let each of them shine. He also wants a legendary bard, so he can't miss it.

Next is the Aovi Empire. It depends on the situation. When problems arise within the Aovi Empire, or when the alliance begins to backfire, that's when Jiang Shuzhou will send troops.

Then there's the Elf race. Needless to say, Jiang Shuzhou will deal with them in 100 years at most, since he has longed to see the Elf World Tree for a long time.

Of course, in the end, the Holy Empire couldn't escape either. Jiang Shuzhou even wanted to lead his army to drink from the Goethe River, which was the largest city around Geddes.

However, before Jiang Shuzhou breaks through his limits, he can only send troops to attack and conquer a province at most. After all, even a rabbit will bite when cornered. If he really tries to exterminate the gods, Jiang Shuzhou probably won't have an easy time either.

After all, his current strength is only that of a weak divine power. Although he is much stronger than an ordinary legendary being, he still cannot defeat those gods with powerful divine power.

"Alas, the task ahead is arduous and the road is long."

Jiang Shuzhou sighed, then prepared to head to the so-called place of celebration.

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Deep within the stormy sea, a place of revelry.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't slack off! Hundreds of important people will be living here soon. If you dare to cut corners, you'll be dead before you know it!"

The enormous palaces stretched out in a continuous, undulating fashion, their interiors lavishly decorated.

However, in stark contrast to the luxurious palace were the serfs being whipped.

Naturally, a legendary-level superhuman cannot stay in a so-called tavern. Although Jiang Shuzhou didn't care, he actually did have a palace, but he didn't live there much. He usually stayed in the laboratory or the bedroom in the mage tower.

This is due to the characteristics of mages; other legendary professions are different, emphasizing a luxurious experience.

After all, he struggled and endured all kinds of hardships when he was young. Now that he has finally become successful and a legend, shouldn't we let him enjoy himself?

Even for women, there are countless legends, almost every day has a different one.

Unlike Jiang Shuzhou, who had three women around him all day and never paid them any attention, always focused on research or murder.

Soon, with the overseers' whips urging them on, one palace after another was completed.

Finally, after Helix's inspection, the project was completed.

"Let's go, don't linger. Do you want to get in the way of those important figures?"

Without any mercy, the overseer kicked the slaves out of the feast.

Barrels of fine wine were placed on the table, along with exquisite and delicate delicacies. Countless beautiful maids stood on both sides, respectfully awaiting the arrival of the legendary figures.

"Finally, it's here. Will I succeed?"

Helix looked up at the sky, imagining the floating cities above. According to intelligence, he already knew that those mages were watching him.

"Ha, you won't get anything."

He smiled coldly.

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The atmosphere was harmonious and lively, with toasts and laughter filling the air.

This was Jiang Shuzhou's first impression upon arriving at the banquet venue.

There seem to be too many alien races.

This was Jiang Shuzhou's second impression.

Looking around, it was almost a chaotic scene of demons dancing; these alien races had such bizarre appearances that they were almost unbearable to look at.

They're almost driving Jiang Shuzhou to develop racial fastidiousness.

Jiang Shuzhou had always believed that he was tolerant of these alien races, after all, there were quite a few demi-humans in his Hamlet Territory, and even Fury, who had become a beast.

Even if they were orcs, Jiang Shuzhou didn't have any particular prejudice against them; at most, he just didn't like the look of them.

But now, looking at these strangely shaped alien races with eyes that aren't eyes and noses that aren't noses, Jiang Shuzhou realized that he had been too superficial before.

He simply could not tolerate these foreigners.

Perhaps it's time to launch a purification plan and eliminate all alien races that don't conform to human aesthetics.

Of course, now is not the time.

Suppressing his disgust, Jiang Shuzhou found a secluded corner, poured himself a glass of red wine, and prepared to enjoy what was to come.

However, a voice shattered Jiang Shuzhou's hard-won good mood.

It is Joan of Arc.

"Navis, it's been a long time."