A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 646 Where Have All the Gods Gone?

The night is always silent, even in a place like Wardland.

Thanks to the moon goddess's blessing, all those who sleep at night sleep exceptionally soundly.

The bright moonlight did not affect their sleep at all.

However, sometimes, sleeping too soundly isn't a good thing either.

The city walls are the first line of defense protecting the shelters.

"Damn, I'm so sleepy, I want to go to bed."

A soldier yawned as he spoke to his comrade beside him.

"Bear with it. The moon's acting strangely tonight. The higher-ups told us to keep a close eye on it, otherwise, can you take responsibility if something goes wrong?"

"That's what another soldier said."

Their families are also in the shelter, so they naturally do their best and dare not be careless at all.

"I know, but to be honest, the Moon Goddess probably doesn't even look at us, right? Anyway, I don't think that omen has anything to do with us."

"Who knows? Just do your own thing."

"That's what another soldier said."

"Sigh, I really envy those old men living in the city. They are safe and sound every day, and their lives are better than those of gods."

"You know how much it costs to live in the city, so don't think about such useless things. Instead, look forward to the days after the magic network node is connected to the shelter."

Upon hearing this, the soldier's eyes lit up.

The Magic Net, that's a really good thing!

Not only can they communicate with people from other regions, but they can also cast spells through the magic network. As for learning knowledge, those are just basic functions.

Unfortunately, they didn't have much money in the past and couldn't enjoy it, since the Magic Network wasn't free to use.

The farther away from the node, the higher the price of using the Magic Network.

In this desolate place, there are hardly any magic network nodes around, and the price of using the magic network is ridiculously high.

Therefore, apart from managers like Lin Kui, almost no one uses the Magic Network.

"That's true... Wait, what's that?!"

Before he could finish speaking, the soldier's voice trembled with fear, as if he had witnessed something unbelievable.

"What's wrong? Wait a minute, that's... a blood tide?"

"Quickly! Sound the alarm!"

Soon, a piercing and shrill alarm sounded throughout the shelter; the blood tide had arrived.

The term "blood tide" naturally refers to the phenomenon of a large number of flesh and blood creatures converging and rushing towards a certain place.

At this moment, the flesh and blood creatures below seemed endless, including many mid-level flesh and blood creatures with terrifying auras.

Countless twisted shapes roared and rushed toward them, as if an invisible hand was controlling them.

Theoretically speaking, a small shelter like this wouldn't be targeted by a blood tide of this size; at most, it would be a small monster horde of a few hundred flesh and blood creatures.

But this unexpected situation actually happened.

Soon, Lin Kui learned of this matter.

"What?! How...how could this be?!"

Sitting in his office, having just finished processing a massive amount of documents from the shelter, Lin Kui was about to take a nap when this unexpected thing happened.

"Something's not right here."

He muttered to himself.

"Could it be... those deranged playwrights? Or those disorderly individuals, or perhaps..."

At this moment, Lin Kui was in a state of utter confusion. This situation was definitely not normal; generally speaking, such a thing would never happen.

If this were anywhere else, Lin Kui might have thought it was an accident.

But this is Wardland, a place teeming with all sorts of strange and unpredictable people. You can't survive here without some serious skills.

There was no accident at all, or rather, what you perceive as an accident was likely arranged by someone else.

At least, Lin Kui knew of several paths that allowed people to do this.

For example, classic Taoist playwrights.

The playwright is a subordinate of a great being, the "playwright." Someone observed this great being, who generously shared his power with those in need.

This seems to be a good thing.

But in reality, it's completely different.

Once you choose to become a playwright, it means that you have to constantly write scripts, and the protagonists of the scripts are not fictional characters, but living, breathing people.

Playwrights must sacrifice countless lives to write plays in order to please this deity. If the script displeases the being, the playwright will be devoured and his body will be lost forever.

Fortunately, this being is indiscriminate in its preferences, enjoying both tragedies and comedies.

Perhaps, this person simply enjoys watching the fun.

This led to playwrights splitting into two factions: one faction was more upright, mainly focusing on comedy and not killing people indiscriminately.

The other school of thought focuses on tragedy, where death is the easiest way to die in their plots.

Lin Kui now suspects that he has been targeted by the playwright.

After all, these crazy people are capable of anything for the sake of the script.

As for that great being personally involved?

Lin Kui had never thought of it, since it was common knowledge that these beings would not actively interfere with the operation of the mortal world; they would simply observe silently.

After all, according to legend, they are just one aspect of the great Creator.

Mortals cannot observe or comprehend this great being, so they can only observe one aspect of it and attempt to understand it.

This is why there are so many gods in Wardland.

In fact, they all point to one existence, but mortals simply cannot comprehend it.

After all, it's like the relationship between ants and humans. Ants can hardly understand that the kind hand that gives them food, and the foot that destroys them, are actually organs of a human body.

"Pass the word down: defend this place with all your might. I'm going to find that mage."

After pacing back and forth for more than ten seconds, Lin Kui decided to ask for outside help.

However, as if some force was influencing him, Lin Kui completely forgot about Jiang Shuzhou and only thought about finding Roland.

Of course, this was Jiang Shuzhou's doing.

After all, this is a trial for Roland, a test for her to fight. If she has to go to Jiang Shuzhou for everything, then what is the point of having Roland?

If it weren't for the fear of scaring away the will of destiny, Jiang Shuzhou would have already made his own plans and taken matters into his own hands; there would be no need for a protagonist like Roland.

What is Roland doing right now?

"Something just doesn't feel right."

Roland didn't know why, but after only a short nap, he felt restless, as if something big was about to happen.

Soon, a piercing alarm sounded, and Roland instantly straightened up, quickly put on his equipment, and entered combat mode.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"The show is about to begin."

Everything was laid bare in the projection before Jiang Shuzhou's eyes.

"You still have such a twisted sense of humor."

Wojnarowski curled his lip, looking disgusted.

She didn't dare to do it before, after all, this person was not only a big spender, but also a killing machine, the kind who kills without blinking an eye.

Now that the contract is signed and they've become real bosses, what else is there to say? They can just do whatever they want.

Anyway, as a working person, Wojnarowski wouldn't give his boss a friendly look.

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"Alright, tell me, what exactly is the intelligence?"

Jiang Shuzhou asked.

"Have you ever wondered why, apart from the God of Fate, there are almost no other deities who wield powerful laws such as time and space?"