Age of Adepts

"No, wait a minute..."

A Paladin with half a body burned to a crisp with his remaining right arm held himself up and shouted, "Catherine, leave! The Holy Light teaches us to be sacrificial, but sacrifice is also worthwhile. If you don't take the lead and leave, I'm afraid they'll have to stay as well as you..."

Looking at the armor and stomach and style of clothing on his body, he was indeed a 2nd rank Silver Knight.

However, when compared to the wounded around him, his injuries were undoubtedly the heaviest as well, almost on the verge of dying, and even his shouting voice was hoarse and low.

The young girl Catherine was startled at the news and looked around the circle, only to find that nearly a hundred trainee knights just like her were slowly gathering around to stand in front of the wounded man. There was fear, cowering, and confusion in their eyes, but more than anything, there was unprecedented perseverance....

"Take them away! Passing on the holy light forever, we cannot let the holy light of our Northern County go out..." at this point, the 2nd rank silver knight had hissed and was at a loss for words.

Time was ticking away by the minute, and this trainee knight girl named Catherine had never experienced such a painful choice with such a broken liver. Seeing that the time set by that terrifying flame giant was approaching, she finally gritted her teeth and fought her way out, "Let's go..."

The first one to say so led the way to the large human-shaped hole that had been burned and melted out.

The rest of the trainee knights looked at me and me and finally caught up.

What is this mess? It makes me look like a villainous daemon....

Grim muttered inwardly in dissatisfaction, oblivious to the fact that his current form and actions were no longer any different from the horrifying daemons in the knight novels.

For these trainee knights who couldn't squeeze out any surplus value, Grim had no interest in raising his butcher's knife high. The dazzling fire element that gathered and rippled in his hand suddenly transformed into a huge aura of flame broadcast onto the trainee knights' bodies in a murmur of murmurs.

The trainee knights who had just reached the door suddenly tensed up and stared, thinking that the flame giant in front of them had gone back on his words. However, the flame aura that overflowed on their bodies did not cause them any harm.

"You can leave now!" Grim muffled, "This Ring of Flame has my soul's breath attached to it, you will not be attacked by dragons, flaming tigers and flame creatures if you take it with you. Remember, leave this city directly and don't stop anywhere, because this flame ring will only exist for fifteen minutes!"

Upon hearing this, the many trainee knights looked at each other, not knowing whether they should hate the evil flame giant or be grateful to each other. They looked at each other in a complicated manner, confused inside, and finally slowly left.

However, what they don't know is that when the dense flame aura enveloped the young girl Catherine, a small and tiny flame rune floated down on her shoulder, flickering a bit before strangely disappearing.

And the whole process she knew nothing.

Looking at this group of slowly departing little guys, Grim's flame-filled giant face couldn't help but appear with a meaningful smile.

Just because he didn't care about this group of little guys, it didn't mean that he was ignorant of their secret little actions. Although they had changed into civilian clothes, their gorgeous and exquisite silk underwear, as well as some items such as seals and contract documents concealed in their bosoms, still exposed them under the chip's nearly full-screen psychic scan.

Judging from the situation, they seemed to be some big names in this Harkans city, most likely guys like the city lord and governor.

If Grim was replaced with Thunder Dragon Ames, they would have to be taken down. It would also be much easier and faster to rob the city's treasury that way.

Unfortunately, Grim's concern and focus wasn't on the worldly treasures, but on the Paladins in front of him. Therefore, there was no stopping those guys from fleeing hastily in the crowd.

As for releasing this group of trainee knights, apart from not wanting to create unnecessary killings, it was more because they wanted to know where they were going. The largest Holy Light Chapel in the Northern County had already been taken by itself, so the next thing Grim needed to do was to go around and quickly sweep up those small chapels in the surrounding cities.

But the Zambis Empire was also a huge country with vast lands, a powerful army and many holy knights guarding it. Just because you had taken one of their large cities by surprise, it didn't mean that the other side didn't have any ability to fight back.

Once the other side was allowed to mobilize a large group of high ranking Paladins, not many, two or three Golden Knights would be enough to get Grim nowhere. Even a bad one, Grim would have to turn back and try to evade the other party's pursuit.

This was, after all, a strange bit of a hostile kingdom!

As long as he didn't run into those two 4th rank, Grim's 3rd rank strength was enough to be invincible here, but he still needed to be careful of the terrifying traps that the local native powerhouses might dig for him.

Once he was drawn into the trap by the enemy and then attacked by a plurality of opponents of the same level, even with Grim's strength and conceit, he might fall here. Therefore, how to get some information about the inside of the Paladin became invaluable.

This little one called Catherine, although her strength wasn't very good, but her heart was strong and pure in quality, but she was a good seedling suitable for the route of a Paladin. After being honed by this, she would most likely be accepted as a disciple by a certain high ranked Paladin. In this way, Grim would also be able to use her as a medium to slightly obtain some of the movements and news within the Paladin's ranks.

Not only Catherine, but in the team of trainee knights that left, the guys with slightly more basic roots, Grim had silently planted some flame runes. These flame runes were normally hidden and would not have any effect on the host at all. But as long as the host's spiritual consciousness was strongly focused on Grim, even if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, they would be able to trigger his attention.

Such flame runes had actually covered multiple sorcery disciplines such as mutation, spiritual energy, curses, and precognition. Grim had only just mastered these after advancing to Level 3 as well.

After all the miscellaneous fish had left, the cathedral finally quieted down, leaving only the wounded and dying Paladins and some extremely devout Holy Light believers, Grim stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand, a huge wave of fire surged through, instantly incinerating everything within.

Having successfully harvested nearly a hundred more sacred lights, Grim licked his lips in satisfaction and gazed down at his feet.

"Here... dig down for me!"

Under his assignment, the powerful Elemental Demon Armor temporarily transformed into a construction machine, and quickly excavated a huge deep hole in the scorched black central floor of the church with one fist after another.

When the depth of the excavation reached 5 meters, as the earth and rocks crumbled, the heavy Elemental Demon Armor fell into a huge cave.

Grim didn't seem surprised by this, and with a few murmurs of incantation, his massive flaming body began to shrink rapidly, eventually reverting back to its original human form.

The Burning Corona, Fire Emblem, Fire Dragon Pendant, Boots of Ashes, Dreadnought Belt, and a dark red wizard's robe all emerged one by one on his body and emitted a hazy red mane. Only then did Grim leap into the large cave and slowly float down to the bottom of it.

This was a simple and crude tomb, the surrounding rock wall had been hollowed out into a one-meter square grid, and inside each grid was a dead body wrapped in a gray-white shroud. In some of the small compartments are also scattered piled up some rustic style, has lost the metal luster of the armor or weapons.

The entire interior of the tomb could not see any pearly whites or exquisite works of art. Looking around, this place was like a dusty antique market that had been closed for a long time, with a grey and dead scene everywhere. All items were dusty and covered in layers of spider webs, making it almost impossible to see what was underneath.

The elemental magic weapon held tons of rock fragments and gravel pouring down, stirring up the corner of the tomb. Countless dead bones slid out of the collapsed tomb and scattered all over the floor.

Grim frowned slightly as he saw what was inside.

He wasn't that patient to examine and search for the treasures here one by one, so once again, with a large wave of his hand, a huge shockwave of flame began to sweep and wash through the entire tomb with impunity.

Those that had survived for thousands of years were good things, and those that could withstand the flames without being damaged were also good things... As for whether any precious and rare knight's writing or ancient scrolls would be destroyed in the flames in the process, this was not something Grim needed to consider.

Under the repeated washing of a flame ripple, the spider webs turned to ash, dust crystallized, dead bones incinerated, and metal melted... Waiting until these 'miscellaneous objects' flew to ash one by one, finally revealing some of the true treasures and wonders hidden underneath.

Or a fragment of a skeleton that was fearless of flames, or a lustrous and flowing metal ore, or a magical long sword that emitted fluorescent light, or a strange shield that was dull in color....

But none of this could attract Grim's attention, his eyes firmly landed on the strange coffin bottle in the middle of the tomb.

It was a huge coffin bottle made of unknown exotic metals, quietly placed in the center of the large tomb, with some intricate and exquisite patterns etched and carved on it, which was still rare among the Paladins who had always advocated simplicity and austerity.

You should know that in this huge tomb, even those 2nd or 3rd ranked Paladins, after they died, they were only wrapped in a thin layer of shroud and put into the tomb compartment. There were still some swords, shields or armor that they had used in life stored around them.

But this Paladin was entitled to such treatment, which highlighted his uniqueness even more!

Grim's heart moved, and a look of surprise finally appeared on his face.