Chapter 1 Those Baffled Mages

The mages of the Celestial God Plane were completely stunned by Suren's crushing combo.

They never imagined that an entire ten-thousand-man mage regiment could be so severely damaged in just a few exchanges.

Before this, they never imagined the battle would start like this.

Normally, shouldn't several of their ten-thousand-man mage regiments be besieging a small adventure group, beating them to a pulp?

How did it turn out that they were being besieged by one person?

What defeated them wasn't some top-tier enemy, but a legion that also used numbers as combat power.

A puppet legion!

Controlling ten thousand puppets simultaneously!

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have dared to believe it.

Because even in the Celestial God Plane, they had never heard of any puppeteer capable of such a feat.

And the Void Alchemy formulas released by that puppet legion looked like tactical measures specifically designed to counter their mage legion's battle formations.

And the power of those formulas... how could it be so exaggerated?

Why was the efficiency of casting spells so high?

And the most puzzling thing was, why wasn't this guy afraid of the gorgon's curse?

Before they could figure out these questions, Suren was already controlling the gargoyle legion to charge through the mage legions.

Even Suren himself felt that there were some coincidences.

Without the Blood of Redemption of the Medusa Queen, even with the puppet legion, he would never have dared to directly confront the ten-thousand-man mage regiment head-on.

But coincidentally, "Helen" was the first gorgon queen in countless years to successfully undergo tribulation. After her bloodline reverted to its origin, she awakened some knowledge and learned the secret of the demigod Gorgon's bloodline.

In other words, Suren had mastered almost the only feasible solution for lower planes to deal with high-level gorgons.

This was also something that the enemies from the Celestial God Plane had not anticipated.

Suren quickly collected the gorgon's corpse, without any further delay, controlling the gargoyle legion to charge forward again.

The mages had their formations scattered, and they quickly split into hundred-man and thousand-man groups, still resisting stubbornly, with all kinds of legion magic bombarding Suren.

Unfortunately, whether comparing numbers, combat power, or any other aspect, the gargoyle legion was not at all weaker than the ten-thousand-man mage regiment.

Moreover, Suren knew the ten-thousand-man mage regiment like the back of his hand, and the gargoyle legion's assembled battle formation was a wedge formation charging to break through the defensive barrier. They were like sharp knives, piercing everywhere.

The puppets weren't afraid of death, and wherever they went, they were dealing damage face-to-face. How could the mages' frail bodies withstand this group of metal strongmen?

Often, wherever the puppet legion passed, there was only a scene of blood and gore.

And Suren himself would find opportunities to teleport and decapitate some high-level mages.

Previously, his methods weren't sharp enough to deal with high-level mages, but now, with the Flame of the Grim Reaper, almost no one dared to clash with him head-on.

Soulfire burned, ignoring all defenses, and touching it meant death or crippling.

With the Philosopher's Stone's enhancement, all his spells were now enhanced versions of the originals.

Originally, he was already invincible among his peers at the seventh tier, but now he was even more so.

Often, once the Domain of Death was unleashed, mages would die in droves wherever he passed.

Whenever there was a tricky existence, he would greet them with the Flame of the Grim Reaper.

This fighting style was completely barbaric and unreasonable, and no one dared to clash with him head-on.

So much so that even the eighth-tier Archmage in this ten-thousand-man mage regiment was frightened and avoided Suren when he saw him coming.

Suren didn't plan to chase after the few high-level mages who were running around with clever escape techniques. He was just like a lawnmower, ruthlessly harvesting the low-level mages.

Once the ten-thousand-man mage regiment lost its numerical advantage, it was no longer to be feared.

After just a few rounds of charging, Suren's set of pinpoint assassinations

The gargoyle legion's tactics completely shattered this ten-thousand-man mage regiment.

The gargoyles didn't suffer casualties, which was the enemy's greatest despair.

The mages were dwindling, while the puppet legion's numbers didn't seem to decrease at all.

As long as Suren didn't die, the puppet legion's combat power would always be at its peak!

The longer it dragged on, the smaller the enemy's chances of winning became.

·…·…

While Suren was intercepting the ten-thousand-man mage regiment, news also came from Qian Tiao that the enemy's top combat power had gone directly to the Gorgon Temple.

"Suren, experts have arrived at the temple. It looks like it's Augustus, the Celestial God Plane's legion commander you mentioned. He has the Aegis of Purity in his hand."

"Can you hold on?"

"There's no problem for now. Mr. Black has already entangled that guy. They're in the chessboard space, and the situation is currently unclear. I'm dealing with the serpent tide."

"Okay, hold on. I'll come over after I've dealt with this."

"…"

Suren listened to the message in the communicator, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

It was reasonable for the enemy to send top combat power to raid the Gorgon Temple.

After all, as it currently seemed, the only one who had a chance of posing a fatal threat to someone holding the artifact projection, the Aegis of Purity, was Suren.

And the only one qualified to kill the Medusa Queen was someone holding the Aegis of Purity.

Now that Suren had exposed himself by attacking the pirate ship, the enemy naturally wanted to directly behead the Medusa Queen and eliminate this biggest hidden danger.

Originally, Suren should have returned to support at this time.

After all, only his Flame of the Grim Reaper could pose a threat to the enemy.

But if he did, the other few ten-thousand-man mage regiments that had landed couldn't be dealt with in a short time. Once they set up their formations, the situation would definitely be worse.

But if Suren didn't go back, it seemed that no one could stop that legion commander Augustus, who held the artifact projection.

That guy was also a [s-009-Myriad Manifestations Deciphered] talent user. Although his talent wasn't as outwardly manifested as that Saint Son Frank before, he was also very strong.

The degree of his talent's acquired development was even no less than Frank's.

It was completely within Suren's expectations that this guy was holding the shield.

So even the old Sword God Bartolo didn't have the confidence to hold him back.

Not to mention the other members of the Dawn Squad.

But Mr. Black was an exception.

Don't look at how low-key this old gentleman was in the Dawn Squad, and he rarely had any amazing performances during battles.

He didn't have Qian Tiao's overbearing Thunderous Sword Intent, nor did he have Suren's terrifying puppet legion...

But as long as the old members of the Dawn Squad knew, Mr. Black looked

He always seemed "mediocre," but he had never lost a battle.

Whether facing a strong opponent, it was only a draw or a win, never a loss.

And only the high-level members knew the power of this erudite man.

When Qian Tiao, Barrett, and No. 19, the high-level combatants of the Dawn Squad, sparred internally, they had all been dominated by Mr. Black's terrifying mind-reading skills.

Even Suren now was very unwilling to face such an enemy.

Because fighting him would be very uncomfortable.

An opponent who wouldn't expose any flaws at all would make people feel restricted everywhere from beginning to end, as if their power was hitting cotton.

Mr. Black had developed his [Mind Reading] ability to an incredible degree. He could observe everything more keenly than even Suren's All-Knowing Eye.

His fighting style was one word - "stable"!

Mr. Black's attack methods weren't sharp enough, but he was good at control, layout, and various technical alchemy techniques, which always had amazing effects.

Whenever an opponent revealed a flaw, it would inevitably be infinitely magnified into a fatal flaw.

Suren would occasionally joke and give Mr. Black a nickname called "Fifty-Fifty."

Because no matter what he fought, he would humbly say one sentence: before the outcome is decided, each side has a fifty percent chance of winning.

Even if it was an enemy who looked much stronger than him, he would say the same.

This was also why Suren brought Mr. Black with him when he landed on the island.

It wasn't just to do archaeology.

Mr. Black really couldn't beat that legion commander Augustus, but he was confident that he could hold him back.

·…·

When Suren heard the message from Qian Tiao, he knew that the problem wasn't too big for the time being.

The ten-thousand-man mage regiment in front of him had already been mostly killed. Suren didn't plan to continue wasting time on those defeated soldiers who had already fled into the forest.

"Dora, fire coverage on observation point 46."

"Yes."

After giving the order through the communicator, he quickly collected the puppet legion, pinched the warlock seal, and teleported away.

As soon as Suren left, the next second, alchemy shells rained down from the sky.

The pirate ships that hadn't been completely destroyed immediately fell into a sea of fire.

Without the mages' defensive barriers, the ships seemed so fragile.

In the blink of an eye, the Sea King-class warship of the West Sea Fleet was completely destroyed and sank into the sea along with the magic circles that had been set up on the ship.

At the same time, Suren had already appeared at another landing point.

This was another Sea King-class warship controlled by the Celestial God Plane's mages. There was also a ten-thousand-man mage regiment here, and they were landing and setting up something.

When Suren arrived, the mages here had probably also received the news from before, and their expressions were unbelievable.

However, the next second, shock turned into horror.

Because everyone looked intently, they saw an alchemy crucifix suddenly appearing in the sky. Then countless spatial fluctuations appeared, and the dense silver puppets had already blotted out the sky.

Suren used the same trick again. He still started with a legion combined attack forbidden spell from the gargoyle legion, breaking through the mages' legion defensive barrier. Then he teleported into the crowd, and the Flame of the Grim Reaper and the Domain of Death quickly tore open an opening, and then let the puppet legion charge in for various kinds of strangulation.

A set of unreasonable combos was a tactic that Suren had deduced countless times before the battle, and he didn't give the enemy any time to react.

Before long, the second ten-thousand-man mage regiment was also smashed to pieces.

Suren's speed in defeating a ten-thousand-man mage regiment was too fast.

It was so fast that the enemy didn't even have time to set up countermeasures before he had already destroyed the second landing point.

Normally, even without the gorgon, ordinary ninth-tier professionals would find it very difficult to deal with a ten-thousand-man mage regiment. If a mage regiment was attacked, it would be enough for other regiments to prepare and even send reinforcements.

But Suren, this Golem Master, was an exception.

He alone was a legion.

He could come and go freely, without restrictions.

Whether it was in terms of quantity, quality, control, or tactics, the puppet legion was no less inferior, so how could he lose to the enemy!

However, just as Suren was smashing the second ten-thousand-man mage regiment and heading to the third landing point, a sudden change occurred.

Without warning, the sunlight suddenly became blinding, and golden light shone down from the clouds. A mirage-like phantom of a golden palace appeared strangely in the sky.

Then a distant and majestic voice sounded in his ear: "God says this world is forbidden from spatial teleportation — suppress!"

As soon as these words fell, a certain rule on Cocorosi Island seemed to be restricted by a mysterious force, and the space suddenly solidified.

Suren clearly sensed the divine power that had descended and discovered that the surrounding spatial laws had been "locked," making them extremely difficult to control.