Age of Adepts

June 11, 683 of the War God calendar.

It was an incredibly peaceful and serene sunset twilight.

In a primeval forest somewhere near the east coast, the sky was filled with a lavender sunset, and the noisy Envik Continent was gradually silent after a day's hustle and bustle.

But at this moment when the forest was silent, the sky was unnaturally bright again.

A strange crackling noise resounded across the world, and the sky looked like it had been pierced by a huge red-burning torch, red and red, and a continuous sea of sourceless fire could be seen everywhere.

The cracks in the sky were growing wider and wider, and three small, inconspicuous black dots in the huge, dull shadows flew out under the violent void hurricane, and turned into three fiery meteors that flew down to different corners of the world.

Heavenly fire was burning and the earth was trembling.

Wrapped up in the violent and ferocious empty hurricane, Grim was like a ** that had been repeatedly snapped by a long whip, spinning wildly while tumbling in the sky out of control.

One moment the sky was above and the earth was below; one moment the earth was above and the sky was below....

The world in front of his eyes was rotating crazily, and the sky and the earth were constantly alternating, even with Grim's physique, he was a little dizzy and had an unpleasant feeling of nausea and dry heaves.

The earth flew beneath him, and a mountain and river just appeared, disappearing at the edge of the vision before it could be seen clearly. Grim transformed into a fiery red meteor, breaking through the clouds and dragging his long crimson tail, whirling and crashing into the earth.

If it wasn't for the flame barrier outside his body that blocked the Void Hurricane for him, it was feared that his body, which was made of fine steel, would have been blown into a strand of tinsel by the terrifying hurricane as it passed through the space-time rift.

3rd Order Sorcerer!

Relying solely on the strong physique of a rank 3 wizard to support him, Grim Fang carried through the inhuman encounters, tumbling all the way into the approaching earth.

Boom....

An earth-shattering bang, a large mountain forest was crashed into the rocks and dust.

Amidst the continuous loud cracking and clattering, a series of tall ancient trees slowly toppled over and were ignited by the heavenly fire and began to burn violently. And at the end of this long, clear path of fire, a tall and powerful flaming giant crawled out of the scorched black pit and silently looked around at the surrounding scenery.

In the last moment before falling, Grim simply transformed into a flame giant, which avoided the damage caused to his flesh and blood body by the ferocious impact. Looking around, it was a completely unfamiliar area, not to mention that he was everywhere, even the southeast and northwest he could hardly recognize.

Looking up at the scorched black scratches left by his own fall from above the sky, Grim's flame-filled pupils emitted a hint of coldness.

Well, as soon as he had entered the Enwik Dimension, that damned old woman had given him a run for his money.

According to normal procedure, he should have sneaked through the space-time rift with the other two fraudulent witches to sneak into the Enewick Dimension. Both in terms of safety and concealment, it was far better than the current situation.

However, a sudden Void Storm interrupted their plan to sneak into the Enewick Plane and caused the three of them to be swept away to a different region of the Enewick Plane.

If put in the past, Grim would only secretly curse his bad luck. But now, he could clearly perceive that the world was cursing him and haunting him with a deep malice. And the energy scent on his body was also shrinking and drying up at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

This world doesn't like me!

Grim sighed grudgingly.

No bitworld would like an uninvited intruder...especially one that carried a hint of the brand of bitworld consciousness that it hated so much.

The bright yellow flames on its body had been extinguished one by one, and with the suppression of the bitworld, Grim had to withdraw from the body of flame and turn back into flesh and blood.

The flames were extinguished and the mountain winds were fierce.

Grym's red-colored body was somehow chilled by the cold mountain wind.

His original clothes had been damaged in the sky fire, and Grim had to take out a new set of traveler's clothes from his storage ring and re-dress them. When he had just finished doing this, a low growl from the mountains not far away and a huge grizzly bear slowly emerged from it.

As soon as the grizzly bear emerged from the mountain forest, it roared and hissed loudly at Grim, who was standing upright in the clearing, and then swooped down, stepping with heavy footsteps and launching a swift charge straight away.

The huge body, the brown-gray fur, the low roar, and the slightly opened blood mouth... However, the thing that caught Grim's attention the most was the scarlet-red, bloodshot pupils of his eyes.

Hmph, nothing more than a beast driven by bits of consciousness instinct!

If it still had a spiritual mind, how could it be so unwise as to charge at a rank 3 sorcerer. Only by the instinctive impulses of bit consciousness clouding its original consciousness would it lose the beast's keen instincts of danger and make such a move similar to sending it to its death.

Grim snorted coldly and raised his right hand, and a large amount of fire elements quickly gathered in his palm, condensing into a crimson elemental fireball.

"Huh..." said Grim with a light snort, unable to shift his attention to the fire ball in his hand.

With his 3rd rank Fire Witch's strength, even if it was just a randomly condensed elemental fireball, its power must be at least 300 degrees. And with the change of his mind, the elemental fireball could also be attached with different elemental effects such as fire poison and ice flames.

But now, Grim could see clearly that the power of the elemental fireball in his hand was only around 130 degrees, but it was comparable to the level of a 1st rank elite sorcerer.

Damn, the bit suppression here is actually this strong....

While Grim was out of his trance, the grizzly bear had rolled up in a fishy wind and jumped in front of him.

The scarlet pupils of blood, the deafening roar, the terrifyingly sharp fangs... it was already close!

"Get out of here!"

It was too late to throw out the elemental fireball in his hand, Grim shouted, his left hand fist fiercely swinging at the grizzly's salivating blood basin.

With a crackling crack of bones, the 400 kilogram, upright up to 3 meters, berserk grizzly bear was like a heavy sandbag thrown out by the giant, stumbling all the way to crush countless underbrush forest, knocking down two tall ancient trees, only then did it barely come to a stop.

Grim threw the fireball in his right hand along with it, crashing into the grizzly bear and exploding into a huge ball of fire.

The air was filled with the burnt smell of burning fur and a vague aroma of roasting meat.

"Chip, how's the self-test going?"

"Drops, the self-examination has been completed and the subject currently has the following physical data:"

"Strength 18+2 (12+2) Physique 21+1 (10+1) Agility 11+1 (6+1) Spirit 32+4 (12+4)..."

"Note: In parentheses is the highest power the subject is currently capable of exerting."

Seeing such data, Grim couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Wouldn't this mean that he was currently only able to exert around the strength of a 1st rank elite sorcerer....

But the good thing was that he had never given up on cultivating the basic qualities of his body over the years, and although his basic stats had been weakened by more than half, his combined strength was still not to be underestimated. At the very least, it was by no means beyond the reach of this grizzly bear that only had 7 points of strength and 8 points of physique.

It was precisely because Grim's strength was a full 7 points higher than the grizzly bear's, and that was why it exploded into an astonishing 'repulse' effect.

In the end, Grim was, after all, a rank 3 Sorcerer. Even without the terrifying flame sorcery from before, just a great divine power and a strong physique was enough to sweep away this primeval forest without too many wild demons.

Xu was shocked by Grim's strength in exterminating grizzly bears, the sound of wild beasts running and roaring could be heard everywhere in the forest near and far, but no creature dared to approach Grim's side anymore.

"Chip, how's the parsing of this world's laws of place going?" Grim frowned and inquired.

As a 3rd rank sorcerer, who had suddenly lost most of his power, he was so uncomfortable and irritated from his soul to his flesh* body.

"The work of resolving the Laws of Position has begun, currently 1% progress on resolving, estimated duration 107 hours, 33 minutes and 24 seconds..."

107 hours? With the length of day and night in this bit, it was only 4 days. By then, he would be able to use 80% of his basic combat power.

As for 100%, that was something not to even think about.

After all, this was a different plane, and the bit environment and magic concentration was only similar to the Wizard World, not exactly the same. Being able to exert 80% of the battle power after Grim's bit parsed was already bringing the chip's advantages to the extreme.

Those elemental sorcerers who were not assisted by the chip and were able to exert more than 60% of their combat power were already burning incense. The main reason why so many sorcerers considered infiltrating the alien plane as the most dangerous job was right here.

Away from the familiar environment, away from the protection of the witch tower and witch beasts, their own battle power still shrank by nearly half. Even those little ones that were normally easily destroyed would become extremely difficult to deal with at this time. If they encountered another opponent of the same level, their own safety would be even less secure.

So, not being forced to, no sorcerer liked this kind of lonely battle deep behind enemy lines!

After stabilizing his mind and checking the equipment on his body, Grim couldn't help but remember the two witches who had infiltrated into the Enwik Dimension with him. One of them was rank 2 and the other was rank 3, and it seemed that they had both been blown away by the Void Hurricane before they separated, not knowing which corner of the world they were stranded in.

With their strength, death was impossible for them.

The problem was that the most important inter-dimensional teleportation core of the trip was still on that 2nd-ranked witch, and if something happened to her, her plan to return to the witch world by way of the road would be ruined.

Therefore, it would be better to rendezvous with them as soon as possible.

Having made up his mind, Grim bent down, grabbed a puff of black and heavy soil from under his feet, and silently recited some obscure and bawdy witchcraft spells.

It was only after a full half-morning's work that Grim managed to condense a witch spirit without autonomous consciousness from the dirt.

The spirit floated in front of Grim, and from the outside, it appeared to be an illusory human face formed by a faint white smoke condensation. The human face had no expression, silently waiting for Grim's inquiry.

"Tell me in what direction is the nearest human city to here?"

The white smoke turned into a small arrow pointing in a certain direction, and then crumbled away quietly without waiting for Grim to ask a second question.

Grim shook his head and laughed, but could only take a quick step and run in the direction the witch spirit had pointed out.