Age of Adepts

The Knights of St. Martin are finally starting to retreat!

After several hopeless assaults, they finally realized the huge gulf of strength between themselves and the enemy before them, thus giving up the fight and beginning to retreat into the distance.

When they came, there were about two or three hundred of them, but by the time they retreated, the group had thinned out to less than a hundred.

From start to finish, Grim hadn't left the bonfire by half a step, and except for one shot at that 2nd rank sub-leader, the rest of the St. Martin's Knights had died from the Terror Elemental Magic Weapon's Bathing Iron Fist. And that Blade-Katie was also surprisingly quiet and didn't take the opportunity to sneak up on Grim.

Of course, it could be that she didn't have a chance at all!

After all, even at the height of the 'battle', eighty percent of Grim's attention was still reserved for the blade Katie.

However, in the face of this pure holy light left behind by that steadfast and valiant Level 2 Silver Knight, both Grim and that Katie couldn't help but lick their lips lightly, with a ponderous and hesitant look on their faces.

The ray of pure holy light in front of them clearly belonged to another branch of the power system, which was completely different from the knowledge and transformation route that the witches revered, and instead somewhat overlapped with the belief system of the world of the gods. It was just that most of the Gods believed in a certain deity with a physical entity, while these elm-headed knights of the Enwik Side believed in an ethereal spirit or belief.

Holy Light? A light filled with holy and noble faith?

What's the use of believing in it? Is it possible that this light can hear the spiritual prayers of the believers and give them various gifts?

Out of the shamans' innate contempt for the faith of the gods, Grim originally disdained the so-called Holy Light faith. But... now, when a faithful and pure believer of the Holy Light died in front of him, his body reduced to ashes, and the last wisp of his soul was actually resting on a ray of pure white holy light floating in front of his eyes, the spiritual shock to Grim was too great!

This ray of holy light is too fragile!

If Grim let go of the Burning Field, a random breeze from the Wilderness could make it disappear in smoke, never to be seen again. However, Grim had a feeling that this ray of holy light and this wisp of a soul it housed would not just disappear, but would converge somewhere under the pull of the laws of the position, thus becoming part of a grander will.

The feeling was nonsensical, but Grim was convinced that it would be so.

The source of the confidence lay in the chip's parsing of the laws of the Enwek bit.

With Grim's strength, it wasn't enough to decipher and analyze the underlying laws of the bit world, so the chip was more of a probe and use of the laws of the bit, and there was still an insurmountable threshold of power away from true control.

The Holy Light Faith undoubtedly belonged to the rare category of higher power in the En Vik Dimension, and its research value was definitely above those basic laws.

Now, there was such a shortcut to glimpse the power of Holy Light Faith in front of us, and although it was very different from the original power of the witches, it was a good object worth studying.

"Drop, sense the presence of pure spiritual energy that can be captured, absorbed or destroyed... ask the subject to make a choice..."

Capture and destroy, Grim could understand though. But what was this absorption for?

"Chip, what does this holy light do when it's absorbed?"

"Drop, this is an extremely pure and condensed spiritual energy, and after removing the spiritual impurities within it, it can rapidly enhance the spiritual attributes of the subject..."

Enhancement of spiritual attributes?

At this moment, the hairs all over Grim's body almost stood on end.

Since becoming a Sorcerer, he had searched and searched countless times for items and means that could quickly enhance his spiritual attributes, but unfortunately, he could hardly find any other methods and means other than the meditation techniques of the Sorcerer System.

Of course, some extraordinarily rare wizard resources could still be done, such as the elven holy water from the Faun's Plane, the spirit hapten sold by the Silver Alliance, and the Giant Brain Marrow that used to appear in the wizard market... Unfortunately, these items were readily available at a high level of 4 or 5, and were simply not something Grim was qualified to acquire.

What was the biggest factor restricting a wizard's advancement? Naturally, his own basic strength was slow to improve.

With the Elemental Sorcerer route that Grim was currently taking, his main cultivation was mental strength.

And after Grim had advanced to Level 3, he had gone through a period of furious surge in mental strength, and was only able to push his mental strength from 31 points to 32 points. Ever since reaching 32 points, the speed of mental power increase had started to gradually slow down.

Grim had estimated that at the current rate of mental strength improvement, I'm afraid that every 1 point increase would require 10-20 years of arduous grinding and day-to-day meditation. Moreover, the more you reached the end of each rank, the slower the rate at which your mental strength improved.

Many witches tend to run out of life, and none of them have ever raised their spirit to the threshold of advancing to the next level.

If hiding in the Sorcerer's Tower and suffering was all it took to advance to the next level, there wouldn't be such a scarcity of 4th level Sorcerers in the entire Sorcerer's World. If they didn't try to find some resources that could speed up the process, the vast majority of witches would have to die of old age in their witch towers in despair.

So, suddenly hearing such a hint from the chip here, Grim, who was calm as usual just now, was in a trance.

In a daze, Grim was somewhat eager to explore his hand and grab this wavering strand of strange holy light.

The fire beside him suddenly darkened, and the sharp, whistling wind immediately resounded throughout the entire world.

At some point, that far away 200 meters away, that blade Katy had appeared at Grim's side, holding two metal mane spikes in her hands, already stabbing the translucent flame barrier in front of Grim deeply inward. The five-sided metal blade wheels, on the other hand, were strangely circling behind Grim, frantically cutting the flame barrier from different angles.

No matter how strong the protection of the Stage 3 Flame Barrier was, it couldn't withstand the full force of a Stage 3 Mechanical Witch's attack, so it only lasted for 1 or 7 seconds before instantly shattering.

After the flame barrier shattered into fire debris, the next thing to be attacked was Grim's protective force field that mixed spirit and flame energy.

This was the last of his protective force fields as well!

The elemental fiends still on the outskirts driving the Knights of St. Martin's roared and made a mad dash for the fire. And the Plague Poison Spirit that was swinging its legs and sitting on Grim's shoulder screamed and sent a death curse at the nearest Knife Katie.

But one of them was 120 meters away, far away from the water to quench their thirst; one of them was only 2nd level strength and could hardly shake the 3rd level mechanical witch's attack.

So the only one who could save Grim was still himself!

Less than a second of trance brought Grim a death crisis, thus also showing the ferocity and fear of the high level sorcerer in battle.

The two metal thorns were still persistently advancing, aiming directly at Grim's eyebrows.

The distance between the two sides was already less than half a meter.

The 'Sharp' and 'Penetrating' sorcery enchanted on the metallic manes were continuing to be effective, bursting the layers of flame barriers and energy force fields into fine fireworks and spreading fire debris. Her own strength of up to 31 points was the driving force behind the steady forward motion of the Metal Manticore, otherwise the elemental turbulence formed after the bursting of the flame barrier and energy force field would be enough to disrupt any follow-up attacks.

The Death Curse that erupted with the full force of the Plague Toxic Spirit turned into a puff of gray smoke that didn't enter Katie's body, causing her flesh and blood metallic distinct face to shimmer as well. However, her physique of up to 36 points was enough to ensure that she resisted the first wave of the Death Curse's eruption, still steadily propelling the metallic mane forward.

The shimmering phosphorescent sharpness of the metal mane was less than 5 centimeters from Grim's eyebrow.

The last layer of the protective force field was severely dented, and the translucent force field walls were filled with spiderweb-like fine cracks, perhaps about to burst open abruptly in the next second.

And once the energy protection was gone, it was simply impossible for Grim's crude and crude close combat skills to survive against a hunting witch like Saberge.

Bi Peel....

In the bonfire beside him, a dead wood emitted a slight, almost imperceptible burst of sound.

The steadily burning campfire suddenly a surge, crimson flames instantly condensed into a tall flame humanoid.

The light and shadow in the field shifted, and without a sound, the tall humanoid and the Grim sitting cross-legged even strangely swapped positions.

The protective force field ruptured, and the metal mane pierced through the brow position of the tall flame humanoid in an instant, piercing the skull made of flames into fire debris. Knife Kitty's metal spikes and flying blade wheel churned for a while, destroying the flaming humanoid completely in a matter of seconds.

The pain-filled indignant roar of Grim suddenly rang out in the void.

Immediately afterwards, the flame humanoid that was standing on top of the bonfire transformed into Grim's appearance and furiously threw two huge fireballs at Katie's body.

Thud....

Two huge flaming mushroom clouds quickly surfaced beside the campfire, and Knife Katy screamed, her entire body transformed into a rolling blade formation, forcing away the madly raging red flame storm, and a flicker appeared a hundred meters away. One more flicker and it was already at the end of the line of sight, whirling and disappearing without a trace.

Although Blade-Girl was fleeing fast, Grim could still see clearly. The flaming damage from the two berserk fireballs stacked on top of each other had burned half of her body's skin into a layer of charcoal. This kind of damage was not fatal yet, but it could be considered a serious injury.

Therefore, knowing that Grim was at her side and had lost her elemental protection, Daggeridge still chose to flee first rather than stay and fight him to the death.

Although the fireman that was killed just now was not Grim's original body, he was still an important character like a flame splitter. Having a part of his spiritual consciousness directly annihilated by Daggeree, it was a big damage to Grim.

And the damage was to the elemental sorcerer's most prized mental energy, not a heavy enough damage!

On the other hand, Blade-Kitty, although she seemed to be more severely injured from the outside, she was just a simple massive wound to her flesh. As long as she was given enough time and plenty of flesh and blood, it would only take 3 days to heal such an injury.

And it was almost completely impossible for Grim to mend the mental wounds caused by the Flame Split's annihilation in 3 days.

It was because she had a full understanding of the damage done to each other that Katy the Knife had abandoned the seemingly good fight in front of her and opted for a more prudent and safer way of fighting!

Besides, since that damned fire witch was able to preemptively ambush the flame billet in the fire, there was no guarantee that he didn't have another killer weapon. In case he pushed him to fight with himself, even Knife Katie wasn't sure that she would be able to escape the deathbed revolt of a powerful 3rd rank fire witch.

So, on this uneventful night, the two rank 3 witches had only exchanged a single round, and the total time was less than 2 seconds, and they ended up in a lose-lose situation!

Of course, what was even more painful for Grim was that that damned blade hime had completely and utterly destroyed that holy light with the blade wheel before she escaped.

The rage in Grim's chest was completely overwhelming!