Age of Adepts

Flame Tiger Sindar had just left, the debris flying inside the crater that had completely collapsed, and a tall figure wobbled out, seemingly dragging something behind it.

Grim took a quick glance, and only then did he realize that the elemental magical weapon was close to the edge of scrap, its entire body in tatters, with shocking claw marks and scratches everywhere. The company's main business is the development of a number of new products and services, including a number of new products and services for the elderly.

The one dragging in its right hand was the even more miserable image of the Blade Kathy.

The other party was now like a leaky rag pocket, being dragged out of the rubble like a dead dog by an elemental magic weapon with several metal tentacles extending from its backbone.

It had to be said that the 3rd rank mechanical sorcerer was indeed tough enough to survive. Even though it was damaged to such an appearance, it still didn't die completely, and there was still a faint breath of life left inside its body.

Grim casually condensed a berserk fireball with the intention of killing the mechanical witch who had been tangling with her for the longest time, but after sweeping his gaze over the exposed bones of the other party's abdomen, he hesitated for a moment and threw the fireball to a distant place.

With a fierce roar of flames, the Silver Knight, who was barely able to escape from the gravel mudflow and gushing lava, was killed on the spot by the onslaught of the violent fireball before he could see what was going on.

A moment later, a milky-white holy light carrying the remaining soul of the Silver Knight didn't enter into the new Soul Gathering Crystal at Grim's waist.

At this time, the distant jungle branches trembled, and a large group of oddly shaped and strange creatures ran out from the depths of the dense forest and stopped at the edge of the remaining lava area. Then, they split in two, revealing a huge, hideous and ugly terrifying beast.

The Plague Poison Spirit Remy, on the other hand, was high on the behemoth's back, toeing through the ranks of the plague beasts under him.

For what Remy did all these years, Grim can only through the soul connection slightly know, when the two sides no barrier, immediately learned that the other side did everything.

The other content Grim may not care, but the odd figure behind Remy attracted all the attention.

There was no way, other epidemic beasts in front of Remy honestly like a terrified subordinate, only this guy stood quietly behind Remy, enjoying the glory of riding with him.

It was a humanoid monster that was only about one and a half meters tall, and its entire body was festering and pustular, covered in slimy and disgusting bodily fluids. In appearance, it was almost like a skinned human female, the pair of black baggy dried breast*holes on its chest identifying 'her' gender.

Festering skin, sticky body fluids, dark red flesh that leaked out, horrifying nostrils like sunken holes, scarlet red like blood, and hands and feet that had evolved sharp fingers and claws... 'She' might have been a human female at one time, but now it was already Becoming nothing more than a monster.

Although the monster had been transformed beyond recognition, Grim still recognized her by the familiar outline of her face.

The old poisonous woman Gwynevere....

No, the old poisonous woman Gwynevere had completely disappeared, and the only thing that continued to survive in place of her conscious personality was a 3rd-order plague creature that took orders from Remy. And from its active spiritual consciousness and elemental fluctuations, it could be seen that it was also a high level plague beast with autonomous consciousness.

Heaven forbid, Gwenevere was, at any rate, a rank 3 intermediate poisonous sorcerer, only to fall completely in this remote wilderness of the foreign realm with a single slip of the tongue. Not only did she lose her dignity as a sorcerer, she was also reduced to a walking corpse who took orders from others.

This kind of worlds apart change in circumstances, even Grim had to sigh in sorrow every time he thought about it!

But Grim didn't have anything to regret about what happened to the old poisonous woman. After all, the two camps were different, and once they fell into each other's hands, I'm afraid that the terrible outcome would be even worse.

Leaving the Plague Legion at the far edge of the dense forest, Remy brought this reformed 'Old Poison Woman' riding on a huge plague beast to Grim's side and threw over a storage ring with a raised hand.

This was the ring that the old poisonous woman originally wore on her body, but now it naturally fell into Remy's hands.

Grim briefly scanned and perceived, picked out some of the more rare and somewhat odd items and transferred them to his own storage ring, leaving the remaining items untouched and tossed them back to Remy.

Remy was in need of a large capacity storage container now that he was able to *lead* the army on his own, and this storage ring could be said to have come at just the right time.

Being armed with Grim's soul, Remy's existence was also as peculiar as it could be.

Grim could either take it back into his soul source and use it as a powerful sorcerer of the plague system, or he could let it move around on its own and develop freely as he wished. And from the several strange abilities that Remy had now evolved, it could be seen that it was indeed suitable for solo* development.

After all, Grim knew nothing about the so-called Plague, and it would be difficult to channel it additionally, so it seemed a little better to treat it as a second billet at its own command.

As soon as the events of this place were over, as soon as Grim exited from his transformed state, as his constitution was reduced, the latent plague lurking on top of his body came alternately, causing him to howl in pain as well.

Grim pulled off his cloth robe, and could clearly see that his tall and strong body was covered with scars and wounds, most of which were wrapped with black, grey or purple-red strange energy starlight.

Whenever the wounds were rapidly healing and obliterating with the support of the ultra-high physique, these stars would crackle and explode, ripping the newly healed wounds apart and tearing them apart again. Without dispersing them bit by bit, it was almost a delusion to try to restore the surface wounds on the body's surface with the strength of the flesh* body alone.

In addition to the surface wounds, Grim's internal organs were even more occupied with all sorts of curses and strange toxins. If they hadn't been able to invade the heart, brain, spine, alveoli, and other vital organs, Grim would have been unable to stand up on his own long ago.

It was time to find a place to recuperate!

The original towering crater of the Gonsas Volcano had been blown apart, and the crumbling volcanic rock was pouring down, burying the lava fire pools within beneath a thick pile of rubble. The energy soaked up within the volcano had long since been poured out, no longer as wild and violent as before, leaving only a grey column of smoke spilling out of the cracks in the rocks, invading the sky above the volcano with a miserable grey-white color.

After a fierce battle, this place was clearly no longer suitable to remain.

Moreover, having just exterminated a rank 2 Silver Knight in the crater, it was a clear indication that those Paladins had extended their tentacles to this place.

It was no longer safe here!

Grim put away his elemental magic weapon and followed Remy, who disappeared into the jungle under the protection of the heavily infected beasts, and touched down towards a lair the latter had secretly placed in the dense forest.

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Everything that takes place in the Enwick Plane is constantly being watched by the two Fate Witches.

When each of them receives news from afar in their own way, they are naturally either happy or angry in their own way.

How angry the mysterious first Fate Witch would be, Alice naturally did not know. But it was a sure thing that she was so happy inside.

The fog of fate that shrouded the divination crystal had mostly dissipated, and the revealed path of destiny indicated that Grim would return smoothly in the near future. This Alice held a special prayer ceremony, with the power of the small artifact prophecy scepter once again through the air to send a blessing of fate to Grim.

Although Alice knew that her 'meager' power could not be compared to that Misa Witch, she could not dispel the power of bad luck that was placed on Grim's body. However, through this method, she was still able to help Grim offset a portion of the impact of the doom power after all.

Otherwise, under the full force of a great witch's curse, even the smallest chance of misfortune falling on Grim would become a probability.

Fate Witches might not be able to curse someone directly, but they could definitely bring a guy down on his luck!

Don't look at that boy witch rampaging around in the Enwik Dimension, invincible and seemingly formidable and unstoppable. But once you fall into the vortex of bad luck, bad luck will happen every minute. Encountering a ghost on the doorstep is still a small matter, but encountering a 4th level holy knight on the doorstep is not a small matter!

Crossing the border from the distant extraterrestrial sea to inject the power of fate into the Enwik Plane, thus implicitly changing the course of the world on that plane, and thus pushing certain things to 'inevitably' happen, all of which required a large amount of fate power. This requires a large amount of Fate power. The Envic's consciousness does not allow an outsider to interfere with its internal system, so the two forces make the path of Fate even more chaotic.

A small bit surface's original consciousness, a powerful Fate Witch, and a weak but still gnawing Alice... The originally peaceful and smooth trajectory of fate had completely deviated from its original course under the pull and distortion of the three forces, rumbling towards a direction that no one could control or predict....

And the only thing Alice could do now was to try her best to enhance Grim's personal luck.

No matter where the Destiny Train rushes towards anyway, the more powerful the guy is, the more he can control the disorderly and chaotic situation!

And this chaos was manifested in the Enwick Position, that is, while Grim and Remy were running through the dense forest with many epidemic beasts, on the other side of the river that was only separated from them by a small river, two powerful 4th rank Holy Knights were desperately rushing to the Gonsas Volcano with a large group of Paladins.

Under the guidance of chaotic fate, this powerful group of Holy Knights had tried to cross the river countless times to come to this one time, but had all inexplicably given up for one reason or another.

Thus, under the power of fate, two teams belonging to different camps passed across a river, missing the crucial point where they changed the outcome of their final destiny....