Age of Adepts

"The magic will..."

Meryl put down the parchment in her hands and couldn't help but murmur.

Wenlier, who was sorting out the papers at the table, stopped his movements at the news and couldn't help but snapped, "These days, that Princess Winnisha has suddenly become very active..."

"Any idea who she's been in contact with?" Meryl's beautiful soft face was smiling.

"Seems like the slightly more famous ones on the goblin side, she's already sent someone to contact them!"

"She's got a lot of heart..."

"It wasn't the demonic goblins that made the mess!" Winlier couldn't help but complain, "Ever since the Desera wizard discovered a way to safely demonize goblins without damaging their intelligence, emotions on the goblin side have exploded a bit..."

"Looks like it's time to find a way to squash them!" Meryl turned her attention to Winelier, "Move on your side as well, put a few eyes in that magic club and keep track of their movements. As soon as they try to contact those key people, report the information to me immediately!"

"Yes!"

"By the way, Lord Mary has been out of the country for such a long time, what has she been doing lately? Not still pestering my mentor!"

"This... I don't dare to ask about Lord Mary's affairs. But these past few days, Lord Mary seems to have dragged Lord Grim to the Lance bit..."

"The Lance bit? What's going on there?"

"I heard... I heard that it was going to hunt down a 3rd rank female fire dragon!"

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The Lance Position, Castle of Doom.

As a great castle floating on a sea of lava, Philippa Ehart's lair is such a unique place.

Due to the remote terrain and harsh environment, ordinary creatures could not survive here at all.

Therefore, the entire vicinity of Castle Doom is filled with nothing but steamy, scorching earth, deep canyons and lava volcanoes. In such an environment, apart from pure flame creatures, there were some fire-loving or heat-tolerant fire creatures.

And such guys, their flesh and blood were sour and tough, making them difficult to swallow even for a dragon.

Therefore, the draconic guards of the Doomsday Castle needed to run to other regions two to three hundred miles away every day to hunt, and only then could they fill up the fearsomely large stomach sacs of the 3rd stage female fire dragons.

But today was apparently a bit different, as two uninvited guests had somehow wandered into the Castle of Doom.

These days, there had been a group of rat-like outsiders secretly hunting the dragon. However, their strength was limited, and they only dared to target those 1st or 2nd stage guys, and never dared to hunt 3rd stage dragons.

Therefore, the 3rd stage female fire dragon was able to continue to enjoy her happy life in her doomsday castle.

Unfortunately, today, her good days had come to an end!

A silver-white cruising mothership crossed the rolling mountains and treacherous mountains, arriving on this scorched land with the heroic gesture of a monarch.

As it steadily hovered over the Castle of Doom, two powerful sorcerers, a man and a woman, flew out and gazed down in condescending silence at the majestic castle floating in the middle of the lava sea.

It could be seen that the guys inside the castle already knew the witches were coming, and ant-sized black dots could be seen bobbing and running in the huge plaza and the many buildings.

With a resonant dragon roar, a huge fire dragon of some size rose up from inside the castle, flapping its dark red flesh wings.

Grim stood frozen in mid-air, looking down on everything below him from afar.

Seeing that the 'owner' of the castle had come out, he raised his hand to give Mary at his side a flame protection, which was why his body exploded into a ball of flame, appearing in front of the huge female fire dragon in an instant.

Unlike the elegant and smooth lines of other dragons, the female fire dragon in front of her was exceptionally fat, and her huge body was also two or three times thicker than her counterparts. Seeing her suspended in the sky with great effort, even Grim was a little worried that her fleshy wings wouldn't be able to hold her body and she would fall headlong.

Seeing the dazzling fire elemental suddenly converge into a tall and erect young male wizard before her eyes, Philippa couldn't help but narrow her huge pupils and slurp inwardly in admiration.

Dragon aesthetics simply killed young and old alike, and there was no limit to race!

Seeing the appearance of a handsome human male witch in front of her, the female fire dragon Philippa couldn't help but spring up inside again, and the shiny saliva between her huge, cold teeth was about to stay.

"Little handsome man, you look so strong! Did you run to your sister today to make a friend?"

Shit, we've met a nymphomaniacal dragon!

Vaguely, Grim had been able to hear Mary's choking, grating, maniacal laugh overhead....

"Lord Philippa, can't you see that we're here to seek revenge?" Grim didn't have a good reminder.

"Seeking revenge?" The female fire dragon was shocked, a pair of large, cheek-sized dragon eyes stared up and down at Grim distantly, "I don't think we've met before!"

"You may have forgotten that the Stone Claw Mountains, which you once led an attack on, are my territory..."

Stoneclaw Mountains...Wind Dragon Chakos...4th Order Dragon Jasper Skrill....

A series of associations immediately made the female fire dragon understand the severity of the crisis at hand, and her lustrous demeanor was swept away, a fierce look on her hideous dragon's head.

"You... you're the leader of that group of foreign witches in the Stone Claw Mountains... did you capture Skril as well?"

"Oh, you don't need to know these things. I brought someone here today to avenge your destruction of my territory back then, so you'd better be good and come with us..."

Before the words were finished, a mouthful of raging fire dragon spit flooded Grim's form.

Only then did Mary, who had completed all the preparations for the battle, wave her hand, signaling the cruiser to move farther away, and with her wings resting on her back, dive towards the female fire dragon at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye.

Don't look at the outward appearance of the female fire dragon as if she was a nymphomaniac and silly, but in fact she had already noticed Mary's every move. As soon as she saw that she had lost Mary's figure, she quickly ended her fire dragon breath, her wings flapped forward wildly, and her huge body instantly shifted backward by more than three meters.

A sharp blast was bared.

A swift, ghostly, blood-colored figure slashed across the front of the Mother Fire Dragon, its sharp claws piercing through the void, leaving countless crisscrossing blood trails in the air.

The female fire dragon roared, her wings reviving again, which intended to chase after the blood shadow and launch a counterattack.

But at the moment her target shifted, the fire dragon's exhalation suddenly scattered, and a tall flaming humanoid stepped out from within, holding a lava fireball in his hand, smiling coldly at her, the fireball firing*.

A hundred meters might be considered a safe distance for a low-ranked witch, but for a high-ranked witch, it was no less than a face-to-face fight.

As soon as the fireball left their hands, it instantly ricocheted in front of the female fire dragon and quickly exploded into a huge fireball.

Everyone was playing with fire, and flame sorcery was almost immune to damage to each other, so Grim could only choose lava fireballs with some physical damage as a means of attack.

The fierce flame shockwave with a large amount of lava shards hit the female fire dragon's huge body head-on, cracking the dark red scales on her body and sending sparks of fire everywhere.

Damn, it was a nasty fire witch!

The female fire dragon roared furiously, no longer caring about the 'little bat' around her that was in the way, her huge body rolled up with raging flames and pounced on the young male witch.

She could see that the female sorcerer in the form of a blood bat didn't have high offensive power, and her opponent's claws weren't enough to penetrate through the dragon's scales to harm her. The male witch, however, was a fire witch who was known for his attacking power and had to be dealt with carefully.

The three 3 ranks were like walking lanterns clashing left and right in the sky above the Castle of Doom, rushing wildly, a wave of heat and flames raging in all directions like a tidal wave towards the castle beneath them.

The chaotic flames descended from the sky, igniting sky-high pillars of fire wherever they landed, and even those towering and sturdy buildings couldn't withstand the extreme heat, collapsing in a flurry of flames. If these flames landed on the body of a Dragon Guard, it would instantly ignite its magical energy, turning it into a humanoid torch with flames pouring out of its eyes, ears, nose, mouth and pores, turning it into a pile of charcoal in no time.

The entire Doomsday Castle seemed to be plunged into a natural disaster apocalypse, and in an instant, houses collapsed, wolves ran and rats ran, and chaos ensued.

In the midst of the many draconians' panic, a miserable screech was heard and a huge fireball fell from the sky, smashing a deep hole in the sturdy castle square. When the bursting flames slowly dissipated, a slender figure covered in charred blackness picked up the edge of the pit and crawled out.

Behind 'it', the hot magma rolling at the bottom of the pit had not yet been extinguished, and was still tossing and shaking.

The scorched black figure moved his body with difficulty, the carbonized flesh and skin on the surface of his body fell down, revealing the bright red flesh and blood bubbling underneath.

The scorched black figure erected herself upright, the burned skin and flesh flipped her eyelids, revealing a pair of glowing red pupils of blood. She had a hateful glance at the sky first, before shifting her gaze to the draconic guard not far from her.

Somehow, the draconic guard she was staring at was filled with uncontrollable fear and trembling within his entire heart, dragging his heavy body just as he wanted to run away, before he was instantly pounced upon by the scorched black figure.

The difference in size between the two sides was so vast, one was as strong as a heavy truck and the other as slender as a willow in the wind. But if it came down to it, ten draconic guards would be no match for the heavily wounded Mary!

Not knowing what Mary had done, the draconic guard instantly lost her ability to resist when she jumped on him, allowing her to crawl on her neck and suck her own blood.

In the midst of a slurping and sucking, the 1st rank advanced draconic guard's body visibly withered and dried up. And after 5 flexing her fingers, Mary had regained her usual youthful beauty and radiance as she gently wiped the corner of her lips and climbed up from it.

No more blemishes or scars could be seen on the fair and pink body!

Sensing that her body was recharged with blood energy, Mary stared up at the fat figure that was still battling in mid-air, pursed her lips and whistled, her bat wings unfurled behind her, and her entire body once again turned into a swift blood shadow that rushed up into the sky.