A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 686 Let's Do Something Special

In the hazy sky, countless ashes floated down, said to be the tears of the gods for the innocent people in the occupied territories.

dong dong dong.

"Jane, open the door! It's me, Koya!"

Inside a house, a man dressed in linen clothes knocked loudly on the door.

"Coming, coming, keep your voice down!"

A voice came from inside the door, clearly the one the man had mentioned, Jenn. Then, the door was opened, just a crack.

An eye peered through the gap, and then the other person's head popped out, looking around.

"Those people didn't follow, did they?"

"Jan asked."

"No, I came here to avoid them."

Koya was not surprised by Jann's cautious attitude.

The reason is simple: they are about to do something that will cost them their heads.

"By God above! Come in quickly, or we'll be finished if those people find us!"

After saying that, Jenn immediately opened the door and invited Koya in, then immediately closed the door to prevent anyone from discovering them.

Then, they walked together to a secluded corner, moved aside the firewood blocking the entrance, and entered the basement.

"May our God protect you. Our retreat is only temporary; it's just a long game of baiting the big fish. What happens later..."

Upon entering, one sees a pastor speaking eloquently, surrounded by dozens of other believers.

Yes, it's obvious that what they're trying to do is pray to the gods.

Under Jiang Shuzhou's rule, this was a crime punishable by death, and the perpetrator would be thrown into Wordland after death.

However, there have been quite a few deaths in Wardland recently, so Jiang Shuzhou has relaxed the standards. So instead of dying there, they can be thrown into Wardland and die in various accidents to become an insignificant point in Jiang Shuzhou's countless data.

This can be considered a contribution to scientific research in some way.

"But will the gods really notice us?"

Some people seemed very confused, after all, they had witnessed firsthand the wanton slaughter of those noble lords and priests who were usually high and mighty, and at that time, no god came to save them.

"Yes, child, the gods are watching over everyone."

That was all the pastor could say; otherwise, the glimmer of faith might never have existed again.

Even as a pastor, when he was defeated and left, he sometimes wondered if God really cared about them.

Perhaps He doesn't care, after all, this is just the tip of the iceberg of His vast kingdom, and He may not have even had the interest to glance at it from beginning to end.

But as a pastor, he could not choose to give up.

For him, faith is like fish and water; he cannot survive without it.

However, they will soon realize that faith is worthless in the face of absolute power.

"Bang bang bang!"

This time, it wasn't a gentle knock, but a rough, almost smashing sound.

"I'll go check it out. You all stay here, don't go anywhere, and don't make a sound!"

Jenn's face was a little pale at this moment.

"Don't worry, this place has been blessed by our god, they won't be able to find it."

The pastor solemnly assured him.

He unleashed divine magic, making the area conceal its presence and preventing it from being found by his hounds.

Upon hearing this, Jann's complexion improved considerably; at least he wasn't as pale anymore.

After concealing his presence, Jenn went to open the door.

Upon opening the door, one is greeted by a dozen or so neatly dressed soldiers carrying weapons.

Sure enough, at this time, only the soldiers would knock so roughly on the door.

"Sir, what brings you here?"

Jan opened the door for the soldiers, a fawning smile on his face, and asked them.

Have you engaged in any illegal activities recently?

As soon as they opened their mouths, the soldiers' words made Jenn break out in a cold sweat.

"Of course not, sir. You know me. I have always been a law-abiding citizen."

The soldiers, however, seemed quite dismissive of this.

Every criminal says this before they are caught.

"Alright, move aside! Let's go take a look."

After saying that, the soldiers didn't linger and rushed into the room to conduct a search.

The search was completed quickly, and everything seemed normal.

It seems that there really isn't a problem.

Am I being too sensitive?

The soldiers' captain muttered something, then left without saying anything more.

"Phew, thank goodness we weren't discovered, or we would have been finished."

The moment the soldiers stepped outside, Jann's body went limp, and he leaned against the doorway, looking like he had just escaped death.

"Knock knock knock".

A moment later, another knock sounded on the door.

"What's going on? Why are there so many things happening today?"

Jenn muttered something to himself, then tidied himself up and stood up.

Who is it?

"It's me, Koya. Don't you recognize me?"

"Koya? Come in, come in quickly. What were you doing outside?"

"What do you mean by 'going out' and 'coming in'? I just arrived!"

Koya looked puzzled. He had only just arrived. What was wrong with Janne? He was talking incoherently.

"What did you say? You must be joking!"

Jan was startled by Koya's words.

If this is Koya, then what was the one he put in before?

A ghost?

"What, were you looking for me?"

Turning around, Jann saw "Koya," but the Koya in front of him was completely different from the Koya at the door.

At least, he's not that tall.

"I……"

Before Jenn could finish speaking, he instantly fell into a coma.

When I woke up again, I was in an unfamiliar place.

Clearly, they've been captured and taken to Wardlandry, and it's likely they're not going to survive.

Scenes like this occur in almost every occupied territory with a belief in a deity.

Even worse, many shams choose to use sting operations, hiring their own people to impersonate pastors and believers, just to find someone with a weak will, and then dump that person in Waldland.

Jiang Shuzhou had shown these believers enough mercy, but since they dared to believe in the gods, it was time to strike hard.

In this way, a massive amount of human resources were thrown into Wardland to be used as consumables.

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"I will personally lead the battle tomorrow."

Jiang Shuzhou said it casually.

"this……"

Faced with such remarks, although they really wanted to say not to go, considering Jiang Shuzhou's strength, everyone who intended to oppose it kept quiet.

"Then it's settled!"