Age of Adepts

Mary streaked through the swamps at a speed never seen before.

Numerous swampy mud puddles and dead ghost trees appeared in view and quickly disappeared behind her. The surrounding landscape became increasingly blurred, all objects and colors becoming mottled and muddled together, becoming indistinguishable from one another.

Even without the aid of the bat wings behind her, Mary could now levitate and sweep through the air.

Mary was dragging a long trail of blood-colored shadows behind her, and her toes were tapping on the soft and flimsy meadow, and with that little bit of levitation, she was able to pass over the swamp without any hindrance.

At the end of the line of sight, a swirling storm of ice and snow was wreaking havoc on the silent swamp. Wherever it passed, the mud was frozen, the bushes and thorns were frozen, and even the ferocious demons hiding in the mud more than ten meters below were frozen into ice sculptures by an extreme cold force, and soon lost their last shred of life.

The ice storm was also advancing at an extremely high speed.

At the edge of the storm where the snow and ice rolled and the cold wind raged, a slender and tall woman figure could be vaguely seen floating forward. The terrifying ice storm was like a beautiful palace veil covering her sturdy figure, and as she moved forward, it spread white snow and azure frost flowers over every corner.

Two hundred meters away from each other, Mary felt her body becoming a little flimsy, with a sense of losing control of herself as she was about to be swept away by the storm. And the devastating ice storm in the distance was also sweeping towards her.

"Good, good... I remember your name... Mary, I hope you won't regret your actions later! Die for me..." in the middle of the storm, Morgana's icy voice full of hatred came through.

Immediately, dozens of milky-white frost balls shot out from the ice storm, spiraling forward as they hurriedly splashed a frost arrow in all directions.

And Mary's extremely fast swirling form was immediately wrapped up in the dense rain-like frost arrows.

Mary's mental strength instantly increased to the extreme.

And the vision in front of her eyes was rapidly growing larger and slower....

The glittering arrows of frost flying from every corner of the Vision were almost everywhere, some flying straight, some circling, some swirling, some tumbling... They collided and squeezed each other, making the already irregular rain of arrows even more unpredictable.

Faced with this kind of incoming rain of arrows, an ordinary sorcerer might only be able to put up his shield and resist.

But Mary, whose mind was completely immersed in the battle, had already forgotten about fear and death, and her figure transformed into a bloody lightning, strolling leisurely in the dense rain of arrows.

Yes, when her spirit was lifted to the utmost, when she exerted her speed to the utmost, what the two combined created was an almost slow-motion type of bizarre scene in front of her.

The ice storm that was rolling and vibrating in the distance, the swamp creatures that were rapidly freezing in the surrounding area, and the crazy rain of arrows that filled the field of vision were all like flipping frames in Mary's eyes, allowing her to clearly see every detail, every process....

Strength...what is strength?

A storm like the one inspired by the 3rd Order Witch Morgana is already considered an extreme ice storm! However, in the eyes of the truly powerful, they were severely fragmented in power, unable to actually condense the power of ice and snow into a single point to give their enemies maximum damage.

Even if it was the 3rd level sorcery 'Frozen Sphere' inspired by the 3rd level witch, Mary still had the confidence to break through it hard but not die from injury. This was probably a huge flaw that elemental sorcery had trouble avoiding!

Mary was like a powerful queen walking through the world of stillness, walking leisurely within the dense frost arrows. For those places that were too dense to penetrate, she stretched out a pink and white finger with a hint of reddish blood energy entwined around it, and with a gentle flick, the angle of the hard and cold blades of several frost arrows was fine-tuned, staggering the position of her body.

To Mary, it was like a frame of stillness, but to the eyes of Morgana, who was not far away, there was such a hint of magic and weirdness!

Numerous frost arrows filled the entire space, so densely packed that it was almost impossible to find any gaps.

But that damned Mary was like an elegant noblewoman strolling through her garden, with no hint of fear or trepidation visible in her elegant ease. What's more, the other party seemed to be possessed by the pride of heaven, strolling leisurely in the rain of arrows without being injured.

Strangely enough, when the dense rain of arrows reached Mary, she was like a subject meeting a king, but she dodged to the side. Thus, there was only a sky of ice arrows flying, but they all clung to Mary's side, sideburns, ear wheels, neck, armpits... just the right amount of wrongness.

After a round of densely packed balls of ice, that Mary was unharmed. Aside from some flushing on her face, there was hardly any other change visible.

Morgana was horrified!

Mary was breathing somewhat sharply.

That wonderful realm just now only lasted for less than 5 flexes, allowing her to perfectly dodge a terrifyingly deadly 3rd stage sorcery. If she was able to remain in that wonderful realm for a long time, wouldn't she be able to easily defeat all her opponents?

Only the 5 flexes just now, though short-lived, had caused her to quickly exhaust all her mental energy. In the meantime, if it wasn't for the support of the 2nd rank vampire's strong physique, she would have fallen to the ground.

Damn it, that kind of instant power burst actually consumed mental energy so surprisingly....

Mary cursed as she quickly flew back, and while fleeing from the side of the Tier 3 Witch, she also pulled out a glowing blood crystal and threw it into her mouth.

The blood crystals condensed from the blood of the 2nd stage dragon quickly transformed into abundant blood energy in her body, and also caused the instantly bottomed out spiritual sea of consciousness to begin to slowly recover and rise up.

Only then did Morgana, who was shocked by Mary's shocking performance, notice her condition and instantly realized that the other party must have used some kind of secret technique to stimulate her potential, which had enabled her to avoid her own sorcery without any injuries.

However, this secret technique seemed to have shocking side effects, only a few fingers drained her spiritual energy. From this, it seemed that the other party was not enough to worry about!

After thinking through this point, Morgana was no longer surprised by the other party's performance and waved her hands in succession, and a large puff of freezing ice gas covered Mary like a cloud.

With Morgana's attainments in ice and snow sorcery, Mary would instantly freeze into a human ice sculpture as long as she was enveloped by the icy freezing gas. And it would then be up to the 3rd rank witch to kill or cut her to pieces!

Mary flew back sharply, and the puff of cloud-like cold was right behind her. The front of the cold wave was no more than half a meter away from the end of Mary's wings.

Mary had no choice but to raise her neck and scream, as the violent blood energy spread across her side. Relying on this blood energy, Mary's flying speed increased by nearly half in an instant, gradually closing the distance between her and the cold tide behind her.

Although Morgana was proficient in Ice and Snow Sorcery, she had no expertise in flying.

Mary this full outburst, but also instantly opened the distance between the two, and then like an arrow into the depths of the mist, disappeared without a trace.

Morgana chased after her for another 2 miles before she reluctantly stopped.

The ice storm tossed and roared at her side, rapidly transforming the surrounding area into a world of ice and snow.

Unfortunately, as furious as she was, she couldn't change the fact that the other party had fled!

That damned 2nd rank vampire, although she couldn't match her in terms of combat power, but with this kind of terrifying speed, I'm afraid that even Morgana would be unable to do anything about it.

So what if she was strong in witchcraft?

You can't catch up with each other, it's all a bubble!

For the first time in her heart, Morgana had some hidden regrets, she probably should have really put a little effort into the speed item in the past years....

This brief 'contact' that took place in the depths of the Silent Swamp was almost no one's knowledge at all.

Although Mary had exhausted her mental energy and her body was slightly damaged due to the full force of her blood energy bursting out, her heart was churning with excitement and she was almost unable to control herself.

Because just now, in the most intense moment of the battle, she suddenly saw her future path clearly.

This mode of battle was what suited her best, and was also incredibly powerful!

Thus Mary didn't stop, her entire body transformed into a line of blood, straight across the distance of hundreds of miles and returned directly to the Destiny Gauntlet.

At this moment, Mary was suddenly filled with immense confidence in herself to advance to Level 3!

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Destiny Gauntlet.

Alice, standing alone on the topmost astrological platform, silently gazed into the distance.

From her position, of course, can not see a hundred miles away from the silent marsh of all that is happening, but in front of her, a huge water mirror wall, but a glimpse of a distant scene.

The vastness and brightness of the starlight power is slowly dissipating, Alice's lone figure vaguely looks a little weak and wavering. The elemental elf Helen was furiously circling her side, unable to stop angrily asking questions.

"Why help her...why help her...that guy's your competition! Why are you using your power to help her? If it were me, I'd curse her power out of whack and it would be best if she died at the hands of that 3rd rank witch..."

Looking at Helen's exasperated look, Alice, who had just passed her period of weakness, gave a pale smile.

"Who did you little one learn all this from? You're too young to understand what it means to be a partner! Once we start to collude and cheat, this newly formed power will inevitably fall apart. Making the partner more powerful and able to better guard us...is that...bad?"

"Well, I can't argue with you anyway. But I still don't think we should help that Mary...she...she's been stalking that guy!" Helen's voice grew quieter.

"That's my business, isn't it?" Alice smiled weakly, "Okay, stop it and take me to bed!"

With the slow departure of one person and one pet, this astrolabe went dark and silent once again!