Age of Adepts

Rayne City, Sorcerer's Tower.

Within a spacious golden hall.

The exquisite crystal lamps hanging from the high dome emitted a soft yellow light, reflecting on the glossy and beautiful frescoes, rendering the place a glorious golden splendor and a **solemn atmosphere.

The sorcerers, dressed in various colors and robes, held crystal goblets with gentle smiles on their faces, nodding their heads in greeting to each other and drinking. Some of the familiar witches gathered together in groups, talking quietly and cheerfully about something.

Near the entrance of the hall, some apprentice sorcerers in beautiful dresses were eagerly receiving each and every sorcerer who arrived. And when the visiting sorcerer took out the hot gold name tag, one of the loudest apprentices would shout out the other's family and surname in a loud voice.

Of course, for most visitors, this loud proclamation was like a stone. The wizards in the hall were still going about their business, not caring who the visitor was.

However, when the apprentice who acted as a doorman loudly announced the name of the "Yurga Shaman of House Camara", many of them stopped their conversation and couldn't help but focus their attention on the 3rd rank shaman who had just entered the hall.

Of course, it wasn't the 3rd rank status that attracted their attention, after all, there were as many as 5 3rd rank sorcerers in the hall at the moment. What really caught their attention was actually the recent gossip that had been wildly circulating in the middle of the continent.

Two 3rd rank wizards led a team, uniting five wizarding families or organizations, but they were defeated by a new family that had been established for less than 20 to 30 years, and even one of the 3rd rank was trapped inside the other's wizard tower.

This was actually humiliating enough!

What was even more humiliating was that the Kamala family, who had returned from a great defeat, had been disturbed by a 2nd ranked witch from the other side. I heard that nearly 40% of the Kamala family's low ranked witches and apprentices were devoured by that Worm Witch, which was a heavy loss.

And it was also this 3rd ranked Yurga wizard who failed twice to pounce on the other party, but instead was slipped into the family headquarters, and even one of his own family's own lineal heirs became food for the other party.

Even a true heir of his own family had become food for the opponent. With a 3rd rank against a 2nd rank and such a result, it was no wonder that the 3rd rank witches in the middle of the continent were all filled with contempt and disdain when they mentioned this Yurga Sorcerer.

But the only one who could comment on the 3rd rank wizard could be another 3rd rank wizard!

So the many wizards in the hall took the look off their faces in a flash, and once again pretended to talk enthusiastically. However, their ears and eyes were all distracted with their attention on that Yurga Sorcerer, secretly spying on his every move.

It was said that this Yurga Sorcerer had applied for forced arbitration by the Association, and the place of arbitration was placed inside the Rayne City Witch Tower. This also explained from one side the real reason why this Yurga Sorcerer appeared here!

Compulsory arbitration by the Association?

The many wizards secretly summoned and talked to each other, all baffled by the actions of the Yurga wizards.

Were those old guys of the Association so easy to get rid of?

Once one took the initiative to apply for forced arbitration, it would also mean giving up their family's war initiative and entrusting their family's future and fate to the Association Elders. To fill the stomach sacs of the Association Elders as if they were a black hole in space, the Kamala family might inevitably have to bleed heavily!

Dressed in a black robe and with a calm look on his face, Yurga moved slowly through the golden halls, bowing and caressing his chest in salute to all the wizards he encountered along the way. He walked straight towards a middle-aged man in white robes in the corner of the hall as if he hadn't seen him before.

Several of the rank 2 wizards surrounding the white-robed man hurriedly bowed their heads in salute to Yurga at the sight of him, and then silently retreated to the side.

"How are things going with the arrangements you made for me?" Yurga seemed unconcerned with the private conversations of the surrounding wizards, and whispered a question as soon as he came to the other side.

"Things are still tricky!" The 3rd rank white robed wizard had a troubled expression on his face, "The other party will never give in and make you Kamala family have to hand over those two level 1 resource points, otherwise..."

Yurga smiled steeply and hideously, his face contorted and twisted at this moment.

"Good... good... sure enough, when our family is in trouble, even those guys from the Association can't help but jump out and take a few bites... those bastards! Have you forgotten that I would have taken the lead in starting this abominable war if they hadn't encouraged it?"

Yorga's voice was all a bit hoarse, and the sound was even more shrill and harsh.

But two layers of faintly transparent force fields lingered on their sides, and there was no risk of the sound of talking to each other leaking out.

"You'd better take it easy, Who told you to screw things up!" The white-robed sorcerer grumbled in a bad mood, "I really don't know what you two are doing to be forced into the situation at hand by a new family that doesn't even have a 3rd rank sorcerer! It's not going to get any better..."

The Yurga Wizard's face was instantly beautiful, and all sorts of hideous and twisted looks quickly emerged. In the end, however, he did not choose to explode, but instead sighed, all the hideousness and unwillingness withdrawn from his heart, revealing a look of resignation to his fate.

"That brat isn't as weak as your intelligence describes him to be. He...the strength of his men, I'm still a bit confused!"

"We've already snooped around, and during the outbreak of the war, the boy really wasn't inside the family, but was trapped in the fire elemental plane. Yet it was in such a great situation that you and Hynes didn't take the best chance to destroy his lair. Now, even Hynes is trapped inside the opponent's Witch Tower, and you... can't even handle a 2nd rank from the opponent's family. That elder has already said that by taking out those two Tier 1 resource points, he will give your family another chance to turn over a new leaf..."

"What are the chances?" Yurga inquired eagerly.

"A fair fight!" The white-robed sorcerer smiled gloomily, "The other family doesn't have a 3rd rank sorcerer, if you still can't grasp such an opportunity, I don't think you need to be the clan leader!"

Yorga looked so abruptly that he couldn't help but bow his head and begin to think.

"What are you still hesitating about? Are you really unable to defeat a 2nd level Fire Witch? I've gone to a lot of trouble to get this opportunity for you, you're not even afraid of that, are you?"

Just as the white-robed wizard looked flickeringly bitter, another registration was heard from the far entrance of the hall.

"Crimson Family Patriarch Grim Sorcerer, Mary Sorcerer, and Billis Sorcerer to..."

In fact, during the time that Yorga and the white wizard were talking, more than a dozen wizards from afar had already signed up to enter the hall. But none of these insignificant 'little people' were able to attract the attention of the two 3rd rank witches.

But when the words 'Crimson Family', 'Grim', and 'Billis' reached their ears, Yurga, who was still bowing his head and chanting, fiercely raised his head, and a pair of cold, hard, ice-like sharp eyes fell dead across the several hundred meters of the hall on the three witches who had slowly stepped into the hall.

Not only Yorga, but also the white-robed wizard, as well as all the witches in the hall, stopped their conversations and movements, turning their heads to look at the entrance of the hall together. A sharp gaze, curiosity, hatred, or amazement, with all sorts of unspeakable conditions fell distantly on Grim's three men.

The hall was suddenly quiet, and the air suddenly became somewhat stagnant.

"Billis, it looks like you've made quite a name for yourself this time!" Grim led the way into the hall, handsome face still with a faint smile, while the tall, hard body is straight and tall, giving people a sense of reliability of the top.

And a blood-colored armor of Mary is even more voluptuous and beautiful, that perfect sex* sensual body, that exquisite and beautiful face, that thriving and upright puffy* breasts and bulging* buttocks, but also swaying.

At Grim's slightly flirtatious delivery, Billis, positioned back and fully rolled up in a thick black robe, couldn't help but glance up at the hall. Under the shadow of the deep hood, the strange phosphorescent green worm-like compound pupil emitted an eerie coldness, causing the wizards who were gazing at him to be unnerved and frowning.

What an evil worm witch!

The wizards all had poisonous eyes, and instantly judged the three of them from just the information about their dress and standing position. While many playful eyes fell on Grim and Mary, more inquisitive gazes lingered on Billis' side.

Fire witches had seen a lot, but a worm witch as powerful as Billis was the first of its kind in the middle of the continent!

It was hard not to be curious.

"I think I saw that old crow... in the southwest corner, staring at us!" The smile on Mary's face remained unchanged as she softly preached.

Grim and Billis' gazes instantly spanned the entire hall, also landing on that 3rd rank wizard, Yurga.

The eyes of both sides met in the middle of the hall and coldly clashed together.

The void almost splashed with stinging sparks.

Naturally, there would be no ordinary people who could enter this hall, almost every sorcerer had their own small circle and sources of information, and thus also had a brief understanding of the two sides.

Looking at the two sides rattling at the first meeting, the witches had to scatter to the sides, giving way to a straight pathway for both sides.

Although Grim had never met the 3rd rank wizard, Yurga, he also kept his attention firmly on the black-robed, cold-faced 3rd rank wizard through the special pneumatic pull.

"Let's go up and say hello to the other side!" Grim lamented and smiled, leading Mary and Billis generously towards the two Yurga men.

"You can tell that fellow that I promised him that the two Tier 1 resource points would be transferred to him immediately. Tell him to set that up, and I'll...be...nice...to receive...them! "

It was only after Yurga swiftly sent a message to the white-robed sorcerer that a cruel smile appeared on his face, gazing coldly at the approaching trio.

The atmosphere in the hall grew more and more solemn!