Age of Adepts

Mary, who had the title of Queen of Blood, had traditionally been the one to spill her guts.

The matters of battle belonged to her, but all the trivial matters of the aftermath were left to a group of men.

She floated in the air and directed the witches and apprentices in the hall around with a series of crisp, swift commands. When everything was in order, only then did this swaggered back to her residence on the fourth floor of the Witch Tower.

Behind her, the cadres of the Red Pink Legion also scattered and began to attend to their own personal affairs.

A moment later, Mary was already within her own residence.

Her scarlet blood pupils turned within the familiar abode, languidly stretched her waist, quickly shrugged off the deerskin soft boots on her feet, and casually undressed while yawning lightly as she walked towards the bathroom.

In a corner of the residence, a Chinese white jade stone bath is steaming with dazzling water mist, and numerous bright red rose petals are floating on top of the warm pool water. Hot water was flowing out from the exquisite faucets carved from stone on the four corners of the pool's walls, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and trees.

Two lightly-dressed blood elf maids were kneeling beside her, bowing a forehead, not daring to look up at Mary's sexy, thrilling body.

Mary smiled lightly, her tiny white feet tapped the bare floor with a hint of coldness, and she walked with her bare body towards the bath.

As soon as she arrived in front of the two blood elf maids, Mary suddenly stiffened and turned around, her scarlet pupils staring coldly at a void in the hall.

"Who is it? Come out to me..."

With a violent shout, Mary's slender and beautiful fingers virtual closed in and grabbed forward, and a large, zippy, blood-colored hand emerged from the void and fiercely grabbed at the suspicious emptiness.

"After so many years of not seeing you, your temper is still so hot!" A clear male voice then sounded in the void, and the large blood-colored hand just flew halfway to the sky before suddenly crumpling away.

Hearing this familiar voice, Mary's body trembled, and her scarlet blood pupils suddenly burst out with a piercing red mane.

In the void, a tall and strong body slowly emerged.

Look at that well-proportioned and fit body, the strong and solid muscles, the dark red and lustrous skin, and the strange tattoos that covered the back of the chest....

Mary couldn't help but scream.

"Grim...it's you...you're out?"

Grim's long dark red hair was spread out behind him, and he was wearing only a large red witch's robe, standing there with a slight smile on his face, his entire body giving off an evil, mysterious and wise witch's smell.

Mary's spiritual energy slowly extended towards the other party, but when it reached the vicinity of the other party's body, it was blocked by a layer of steaming and twisting transparent flame, making it difficult to penetrate any further.

And through the life force field, Mary could vaguely feel the powerful and terrifying magical power that was imbued in the other party's body.

"You're already rank 3?!" With a hint of listlessness and a hint of joy, Mary squinted and silently surveyed the other, finally managing to grumble.

"Still struggling with the question of who's stronger and who's weaker?" Grim smiled lightly, "I can see that you've made quite a bit of progress over this period of time, I'm afraid it won't be long before you can consider advancing to the 3rd rank!"

"So what? It's not like you're going to be left behind yet..." once again, Mary couldn't help but grumble.

But in a whirl, she seemed to recall something, and her scarlet blood pupils brightened up.

"Eight years... eight years... you've been hiding inside the secret room, and aside from the Elemental Demon Puppet bringing you food on a regular basis, you haven't even delivered a single sentence.... "

"There was a little problem with the promotion, but fortunately it worked out perfectly!" Seeing the dangerous light flashing in Mary's eyes, Grim hurriedly explained in a continuous voice.

Unfortunately, Mary who was caught in self-pity wasn't so easy to coax, she leapt onto Grim with an arrow step, wrapped her incredibly elastic and plump thighs tightly around her opponent's waist, and lied down beside Grim's ear to hate him.

"You're so cruel, you don't come out once in eight years... Say, how are you going to compensate me for coming out this time?"

In the face of the beauty's love, Grim immediately stopped saying anything more and immediately found the other party's pink and delicate red lips and kissed them soundly and painfully.

The white faces of the two Blood Elf maids who were squatting and kneeling by the side immediately floated with a large red blush, and a forehead of a forehead couldn't help but droop even more.

The two figures embracing each other tightly plunged into the bath, and immediately became madly entangled together.

The rolling steamy water mist then resounded with a heart-stopping, tender oral sound.......

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The news of Grim's promotion success quickly spread through the Crimson Family.

The crowd was actually not surprised by this result, but rather took it for granted.

The appearance of a 3rd rank sorcerer also made the Crimson Family's reputation rise, and it was even more unstoppable in the Alois region. With Grim, the 3rd rank sorcerer, the Crimson Family had no worries from then on, and the family foundation had become more solid.

Only with the pressure of a 3rd rank sorcerer could the Crimson Family's title as a large sorcerer family live up to its name!

Of course, the Crimson Family would never be able to become a super family without a 4th level sorcerer.

Grim, 3rd level beginner, profession status: elemental sorcerer (flame specialization), body base data: strength 18+2 physique 21+1 agility 11+1 spirit 32+4, profession skill: body of flame, body of inflammation....

After this promotion, Grim had gotten rid of his past reliance on the Infernal Transformation and had completely integrated the strength of the magic tattoo into himself. The body increase that had previously relied on the Infernal Transformation in order to form a body, had now solidified into the Infernal Body, no longer shackled by time.

And the five pieces of the Flame set were each a 2nd rank witchcraft, but together they were able to achieve the power of a 3rd rank witchcraft. Especially when Grim became a 3rd rank Fire Witch, they were also able to truly exert their powerful abilities.

After stripping away the unnecessary soul contracts, Grim's only soul armament, Plague Poison Spirit, also rose with the water, becoming a strange existence at the peak level of the 2nd rank. When Grim needed to fight, the Plague Poison Spirit was able to give him a poisonous aura, improving his anti-toxic properties and making all of his attacks carry a portion of his toxin damage.

Only Grim had just advanced and had yet to learn to master any of the 3rd level sorcery.

It would now take him a year or two to extrapolate and calculate the original 2nd rank sorcery into a 3rd rank sorcery. In the meantime, he wasn't fit to fight against those old 3rd rank sorcerers.

But the good news was that with the chip helping with the derivation, Grim was completely free to do what he loved. As long as the chip was finished deducing and Grim received the 3-step sorcery model intact, he would be able to quickly transform it into his own power.

Thus, the first deduction Grim gave the chip to calculate the 2nd level sorcery was the Lava Fireball.

It was the 2nd rank sorcery that Grim was most familiar with, and the one he used most frequently.

"Chip, prepare to re-derive and re-calculate the 2nd Order Lava Fireball and expand it into a 3rd Order sorcery..."

"Drip, mission accepted...pre-discipline is complete...data derivation evolution in progress...estimated time to consume 36 days, 15 hours, 29 minutes, 35 seconds..."

Hearing the feedback from the chip, Grim couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

In the world of sorcery, only the most powerful sorcery was the one that suited one's needs.

Although the major wizard families and organizational forces had a certain amount of high-level sorcery stockpiled within them, what was open to the public would always be some basic models. These sorcery models either had tremendous side effects when cast, or possessed extremely harsh pre-conditions.

Therefore, every high level sorcerer would moderately optimize and adjust the sorcery they mastered, making it more compatible with their soul attributes and sorcery characteristics.

And if you have a chip and it takes so long to derive a new 3rd level sorcery, how do those other 3rd level sorcerers survive this power void?

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The White Tower.

Glittering snowflakes danced across the sky.

Three consecutive days of heavy snowfall had covered the entire Ice Wind Collar in white snow.

Everything in the world, far and near the mountains and water, became silvery and beautiful.

On the teleportation square in front of the White Tower, a group of apprentices were carefully and meticulously clearing the snow under the command of the sorcerer on duty.

However, at this moment, the snow-covered teleportation array suddenly overflowed with milky white light, and quickly extended to every magic hub and node of the huge teleportation array.

As the runes lit up one by one, the snow that had fallen over the array began to surge outwards under the repulsion of the protective witch array. A few apprentices who couldn't dodge were instantly yanked all over the place, looking a mess.

"Quick, quick, quick... all of you leave the teleportation formation... this is someone trying to teleport over here!" Only then did the few apprentices hurriedly withdraw to the outer perimeter, briefly arranged their makeup, and only then did they stand behind the sorcerer in panic.

At this moment, the milky white light inside the teleportation array had been continuous, and then a transparent protective light shield tipped the array underneath it. This light shield could block the penetration of spatial ripples as well as protect the sorcerer who was in the process of teleporting, thus it was also part of the teleportation array that had to be carefully maintained.

With a muffled pupil sound, white light flashed, spatial power spread, and two tall figures, a man and a woman, appeared within the teleportation array.

Looking at the familiar slender figure and the familiar blood-colored bat wings, the wizard on duty, Uka, hurriedly bowed and saluted, saying loudly, "Welcome Lord Mary to the White Tower!"

Uka is a thin, new male witch with triangular eyes, and a native of the Northlands. Because he couldn't stand the discrimination and oppression of the witches in the North, he chose to join the Crimson Family as a prospective witch, and then with the financial support of the Crimson Family, he was able to advance to the next level.

It was precisely because of this kind of love that Uka was grateful to the Crimson Family, and therefore took the initiative to take on the difficult task of maintaining and managing the teleportation array.

Over the years, Mary, as the head of the Crimson Family, had frequently traveled to and from the White Tower and the Flame Throne, and thus was also well known to Uka. Only when he turned his head slightly to sneak a glance at the tall and imposing male sorcerer, his eyes immediately bumped into a burning pupil that was imbued with a powerful and awe-inspiring atmosphere.

As soon as his eyes met the other side slightly, Uka felt a stinging pain in his eyes and even a strange burning sensation around his body.

Uka hurriedly bowed his head and closed his eyes, clamoring for tears to flow from his eyes, a trace of blood faintly visible in them.