A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 548 Bahamut

Tiamat only needed to think for a moment to find a solution.

As is widely known, Bahamut, the platinum dragon god, is a kind dragon god. He is like the opposite of Tiamat, treating people kindly, being humble, and acting in a low-key manner.

So, what exactly could have prompted the other party to take action?

Thinking of the descriptions from those lucky survivors, Tiamat's mind cleared.

"Hehehe, Bahamut, you hypocrite, just you wait, I'll make you pay!"

Tiamat gave a sinister laugh.

In another, more secluded dimension, the platinum dragon god Bahamut is engrossed in his palace, quietly reading books.

As the deity of all metal dragons, Bahamut was completely slacking off during this dragon calamity.

To be honest, he just wanted the dragons to have a place to settle in the astral plane; he never thought about dominating any region.

He knew that the dragons were no match for humans now.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the main plane is currently in complete chaos because of Jiang Shuzhou alone; it's all a civil war among humans and has nothing to do with the dragon race.

Moreover, Tiamat has only conquered a dozen or so major planes in all these years, which is a drop in the ocean for the dragon race.

"Your Excellency, are we really not going?"

The golden dragon standing to the side was somewhat confused. He didn't have any special feelings for humans, but he felt that as an ally, it was a bit wrong to watch them suffer without helping them.

"No way. That crazy woman can go crazy whenever she wants. She's asking for trouble, don't drag me into it."

Bahamut snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction with Tiamat's behavior.

He had heard about Tiamat's messy and ridiculous affairs before, but he hadn't bothered with them because of their shared race.

"But if that's the case... what about our future..."

Jinlong hesitated for a moment.

"The greatest advantage of dragons compared to humans is their extremely long lifespan, hundreds of thousands of years. Even legends decay, but for dragons, it is just a moment."

Bahamut shook his head and instructed the golden dragon.

"Tomorrow, go and haul away some abandoned planes. I will transform these planes into environments suitable for us to live in. Although it will be a little uncomfortable at first, it will get better soon."

Bahamut has been doing this for a long time: he transforms abandoned planes into environments suitable for dragons to live in, and then slowly fills them with elements, causing the planes to gradually rise in level and become habitable.

Certainly, this will take a long time, but He can wait.

Instead of robbing, we should cultivate our own.

This is where Bahamut and Tiamat differ.

Compared to Bahamut, Tiamat is more inclined to kill and plunder.

"Understood, I'll continue tomorrow."

Compared to the insane oppression of Tiamat, the five-colored dragon mother, the superior-subordinate relationship on Bahamut's side is much more normal.

Zhilong did not kneel down to show his loyalty, but instead treated him as an equal student throughout the entire process.

Time passed slowly, and what should have been a peaceful day was actually going to be one.

However, an uninvited guest broke the tranquility.

"Hehehe, isn't this my dear ally, the renowned Holy Father, the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut?"

"Tell me, isn't this a coincidence? I just arrived and found you here."

Tiamat has arrived.

"This is my territory. If I'm not here, who is? Could it be you?"

Bahamut said irritably.

"And what do you want? Just say it! Then get out of here, you're not welcome!"

Bahamut always considered Tiamat as utter garbage and basically wanted nothing to do with her.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at you, getting impatient, aren't you?"

Afterwards, seeing Bahamut's increasingly dark expression, Tiamat finally restrained himself somewhat. He was mainly afraid that the other party would kick him out, so he stopped trying to fool him.

"I need you to help me deal with a mage."

Tiamat got straight to the point.

"What kind of sorcerer? Let me make this clear, I won't help you do any evil things!"

Bahamut said.

"This isn't an evil thing; on the contrary, it's punishing evil and promoting good, which can be considered quite righteous!"

"Really? I don't believe it."

Bahamut didn't believe a word Tiamat said.

"I knew you wouldn't believe me if I just talked about it, but look at this!"

Then, Tiamat projected a series of bloody and cruel images.

These are the memories of the survivors, which Tiamat extracted using a special method and projected onto the screen.

In the image, Bahamut can only see the terrifying tentacles in the sky.

Each time a tentacle falls, a dragon is captured and disappears into the clouds. Then, a few drops of blood fall from the sky, the only evidence that they were ever alive.

"This proves nothing; it simply means your invasion failed."

Bahamut believed that He knew Tiamat quite well.

"Perhaps, but look at these, what about them?"

Immediately afterwards, Tiamat released a whole bunch of data.

As Bahamut casually flipped through the book, his brow furrowed more and more as he read, finally letting out a deep sigh.

"How could this person be so evil!"

He sighed.

These materials, naturally, were collected by Tiamat and contained information about Jiang Shuzhou.

As an alchemist who walks the path of flesh and blood, Jiang Shuzhou inevitably has to kill and utilize many creatures.

He himself would not use innocent people for experiments, after all, the common people of the empire have no faith and do not believe in God, so they are not his absolute enemies.

Therefore, Jiang Shuzhou only used those vicious and ruthless people, because in the midst of the upheaval of order, these rats will always emerge.

Tiamat, on the other hand, made some changes, such as changing Jiang Shuzhou's experimentation with criminals to experimentation with humans.

This small change turned Jiang Shuzhou into a heartless and inhuman alchemist.

This is the essence of journalism: taking things out of context is still incredibly useful.

As a result, Bahamut was almost convinced that Jiang Shuzhou was not a good person.

In particular, Jiang Shuzhou's control over his subordinates, with its strict and even cruel order, was enough to make any devil weep with gratitude and exclaim that he had finally succeeded.

This was also unacceptable to Bahamut, who championed freedom and opposed such enslavement.

"An evil order is rising."

He muttered to himself.

That's right, that's right, He believed it, He believed it!

Tiamat grinned.

In some respects, the information He provided was absolutely correct; however, some parts were slightly simplified and abbreviated.

"Then why don't you hurry up and take care of him?"

"Heh, you've got a good idea. Let's do it next month. I still need to modify the plane this month."

After reading all this, Bahamut felt a surge of murderous intent towards Jiang Shuzhou, but he didn't want to take action right now.

After all, we can't let Tiamat gain any advantage.

"You! Fine, I'll wait for your good news!"