Age of Adepts

In fact, the self-destruct of the elemental magic puppet had been in Grim's plan all along.

It was just that Yurga had always done it too quickly and instantly killed every time, which was why it was not implemented.

Now, after killing eight Terror Inferno Demons instantly in succession, even Yorga couldn't help but get a little mentally lazy. Death Stare was very soul-draining, and after releasing it so many times in one breath, even Yurga's extraordinary mental strength was a bit too much to handle at the moment.

This was actually some of the norm in high level sorcerer battles!

When those middle and low ranked sorcerers fought, they would often fight to the ground and for a long time. Many times, they would even drag on until both sides ran out of sorcerer power and had not yet decided on a winner. On the other hand, a high ranked sorcerer would not fight like this, and the winner or loser would be determined in a short period of time.

The guys who could become a 3rd rank had some powerful cards in their hands that surpassed conventional fighting methods. Once they decided to go to war, they would never show mercy, making sure to put their opponents to death in the shortest possible time, saving enough time and gaps for them to counterattack.

As a veteran 3rd rank bloodline sorcerer, Yurga, relying on this strange bloodline, possessed a powerful natural ability to instantly cause death. Relying on this means, he had made a fearsome and powerful name of 'Suing Death Crow' in the middle of the continent.

Unfortunately, today, he had met an even stranger 2nd stage challenger!

Grim, as the patriarch of the Crimson Family, was also a powerful 2nd rank fire witch, and even possessed magical means of transforming into flames.

With a burning field and an oversized sea of fire, the Infernal Demon he transformed into seemed to have become one with the entire fire field, making it difficult for Yurga to find his true form. The Terror Infernal Demon he had secretly summoned, on the other hand, rushed madly towards Yurga.

If Yurga ignored the Terror Inferno and concentrated on searching for Grim's trail, then the two powerful Infernos of the 2nd Intermediate level would launch their attacks with astonishing effectiveness. At least that Yurga would never dare to leave it to chance.

But in order to quickly kill the two terrifying Infected Devils, other than the Death Stare, Yurga really didn't have any other better means. Of course, without the Death Stare, with only the strength of a rank 3 Sorcerer, Yurga would be able to kill the two Terror Inferno Demons.

But that would leave some preparation time for the two Terror Inferno Demons.

You don't use the Death Gaze anymore, do you? Okay, I'll blow myself up!

One of the two Terrifying Inferno Demons was responsible for pestering Yurga, while the other rushed up to self-destruct with impunity. This way, although Yurga didn't have to continuously drain his soul source anymore, he would have to endure the self-destructing power of a 2nd rank Intermediate Elemental Demon Puppet!

As Grim's mental consciousness slowly flowed through the sea of fire, it was also able to measure the attack power of the 2nd stage Terrifying Inferno's self-destructing attack with the transmitted self-destructing shock aftershocks.

629 degrees!

That's... an amazing level of energy already!

At least when that Yurga Wizard escaped from the self-destructing mushroom cloud in a mess, his black robe had been burned to a crisp, his face was pitch black, and from afar, he looked like a ragged beggar.

And just as he was in a mess, the terrifying Infernal Demon that was responsible for covering him roared back up.

A 3rd rank wizard wasn't so easy to bully!

Yurga stood firm in anger, his burned pitch-black hand clawed at the Terror Inferno, and a large hand made of pure black mist slapped on top of the Terror Inferno's broad and solid chest.

The black fog hand and the lava fire stone clashed, emitting a terrifying zipping sound.

In front of the Terror Inferno's half-meter thick lava chest, the reddish flame suddenly stagnated and a hand claw-shaped dent appeared out of nowhere. This hand claw dent was so deep that it had almost clawed through the Terror Inferno's chest.

When the chest was scratched through, a stream of fiery magma flames splashed out from it. And along with the magma flame stream, there was also a crystal clear and shining multicolored strange elemental crystal core.

Only at this moment, the red mane on this elemental crystal core was flickering, and the fire elemental energy atmosphere was wildly disordered, looking like it was on the verge of losing control.

Yurga snorted coldly at the sight, and his body exploded into a sky of crows, shrieking and flying in all directions.

In the next moment, a huge mushroom cloud of flames exploded in the middle of the arena.

The violent elemental flames spread outwards in a circular shape, quickly catching up with the dead crows that were scattering in all directions. Although the Death Crow's magic resistance was outstanding, it couldn't withstand this level of energy self-destructing. Immediately, a hundred or so red-eyed and black-feathered Death Crows were washed away, exploding into a stray black mist.

According to common sense, Yorga must have fled to the outer edge of the Elemental Fire Ring at the moment to mitigate his own energy loss. However, this time, Yurga went the other way and rushed into the air above the fire mushroom cloud, turning into a huge Death Crow, staring viciously at the turbulent sea of fire with its scarlet pupils.

Thus, as the two new Terror Inferno Demons rose up somewhere in the fire field, Yurga did not hesitate to converge his black wings and swoop down, trailing a huge tail of black smoke.

Just halfway through the dash, the two summoned Terror Inferno Demons had looked up and locked onto him, their hands raised together, and four fiery streams of magma flames crashed across the sky at him like four thick pillars of fire.

The giant suicidal raven that Yurga had incarnated raised its neck and let out a heartbreakingly sharp shriek, the sound sharp and high pitched enough to tear through one's eardrums, even the void was visibly creased and rippled by the energy surge.

Where the sound waves swept, streams of magma flames as thick as pillars of fire instantly crumbled.

Yorga's body accelerated abruptly, relying on the cover of the black mist to dash through the rain of lava fire and arrive at the location where the strange spiritual fluctuations were coming from.

"Get me out of here!"

With a violent shout from Yurga, the great puff of suicidal ravens anthropomorphized out of the black mist and bared their death rays like free money in all directions.

The surrounding huge sea of fire dissipated, revealing the charred arena floor.

And at the edge of the black hole of the sea of fire, a staggering tall figure was revealed, apparently having suffered mental damage from the death rays.

"Kid, now that I've uncovered you, don't try to escape alive..."

Yurga laughed sardonically and his body disappeared in an instant, dodging the fire meteors thrown by the two terrifying Infernal Demons in quick succession. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the tall figure, his hand containing lingering black smoke and grabbing at the other's chest.

Only midway through the black smoke hand grab, Yurga's face changed and panicked as he once again exploded into thousands of suicidal ravens fleeing in all directions.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

With that tall figure at the center, an even more terrifying fire-core mushroom cloud rose up, gathering most of the dead crows into the ring of fire.

Apparently, that Yurga also had an avatar technique similar to that of the Insect Witch Billis, and as long as one of his avatars survived, he could keep himself alive. Therefore, as the remaining 200 to 300 crows fled to a distance to regroup into Yurga's form, only then could the crowd truly appreciate the terrifying damage caused by the self-explosion just now.

The black smoke on Yurga's body was no longer thin enough to cover his body, and the surface of his thin, shriveled body was covered with scorch marks and blood bubbles from the fire. Some of the carbonized skin had even begun to peel away, revealing bright red and pink fleshy tissue and writhing entrails beneath.

Yurga, who had been winning before, was now pale and bloodless, and he covered the blood hole in front of his chest with great effort, struggling to feel a bottle of green voodoo potion from his belt pouch and desperately poured it into his mouth.

Strangely enough, as soon as the potion entered his mouth, Yorga's heavy injuries immediately improved.

Even those huge wounds and scorch marks on the surface of his body were recovering at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Without hesitation, Yorga poured multiple bottles of different colored and highly effective sorcery potions into his mouth in one gulp. As the effects of the medicine ran, all the injuries he had sustained on his body were recovering rapidly, and even the low surly spirit began to rise significantly.

Even a 2nd rank Grim was able to find a healing sacred medicine like the Water of the Moon Well from the Otherworld, how could Yurga, as a 3rd rank Sorcerer, lack a life-saving sorcery potion on his body!

It was just that the physical damage from the elemental flames was apparently not as severe as the mental blow to Yurga.

How could Yurga suffer such heavy damage even in a battle against a 2nd rank Fire Witch! Plus, the resulting damage to his face had been forged, and even if Yurga killed Grim with a show of divine power now, I'm afraid it would be difficult to change the 'surprised' looks the other 3rd rank witches were giving him.

What was even more frightening was that the tall fireman who had just self-destructed was not Grim's original body, but just a flame billet that he had summoned. It was only that the other party had used some kind of strange sorcery, making the spirit fluctuations that spilled out of the flame billet almost identical to his own body, which was how he was able to trick Yurga into getting close enough to ruthlessly shank him.

And at the juncture where Yurga was distraught and furious, those two obnoxiously terrifying Infernal Demons actually rushed over once again. The fireballs and bursting fireballs in their hands were even like cannons pouring over Yurga's position.

The anger in his heart finally erupted beyond suppression!

Yurga once again transformed into a huge black smoke suing death crow, swiftly pulling out a black lightning bolt in the air like a ghost and running through the bodies of the two terrifying inflammatory demons in succession.

When he was once again frozen somewhere in the void, the lava flames on his body were quickly extinguished under the black smoke. And in his hands, he was gripping two Demonic Puppet Crystals that were shining with a strange light.

Yurga's attack was too fast and violent, already far beyond the reaction limit of the Terror Inferno Demons.

The two Terror Inferno Demons didn't even have time to react before the other forcibly pulled out the Demon Puppet Crystals that were hidden deep within the thick lava fire stone. If it wasn't for the protective flame boundary and magma flame streams that brought considerable passive damage to Yurga, the two Terror Inferno Demons would have died an extremely suffocating death.

Sensing the rapidly disordered and violent fire element in the two cores in his hands, Yorga smiled maliciously and closed his hands, and under the effect of the violent force, dense and fine cracks appeared on the surface of the exquisite and perfect cores, and then they exploded into a beautiful firework.

There was no room for the Demonic Puppet Crystals to self-destruct, and Yorga squeezed them to burst!