Age of Adepts

How much prestige does Grim have within the Crimson family?

This might not be apparent in normal times, but it was displayed most vividly on this much-anticipated family battlefield.

The Crimson Family was originally founded by Grim, and Grim, the legendary fire witch who rose magically to prominence, has carved the name of the Crimson Family into everyone's heart.

The Crimson Family was Grim, and only Grim could truly represent the Crimson Family!

No matter how badly the Crimson Family had been suppressed and beaten by the enemy earlier, no matter how many resource points and territories the Crimson Family had previously backed down and lost, the emotions of the Crimson Family members were instantly ignited when Grim's iconic tall flaming body appeared in front of the crowd.

Mountain shouts of tremendous cheers rose into the sky....

Seemingly echoing the emotions of the crowd, the blaze on the Tall Flame Body spread out in all directions, then condensed into a beautifully ornate red armor that covered Grim's tall and strong body.

Immediately, Grim's deep, powerful, familiar voice resounded through the sky.

"Hello everyone, I'm back!"

A simple sentence had instantly exploded across the arena.

Whether it was the goblin warlocks in the midst of fire and blood, or the goblin gunners standing on top of the goblin chariot turrets, or the family sorcerers crowding on the front lines of the war, preparing for a bloodbath... they were all in high spirits, their eyes flushed red, and they started shouting the name of the legendary fire witch at the top of their voices.

Not to mention them, even within the command hall of the floating giant ship, there was thunderous applause and cheers. In particular, Gargamel and Wenliel, who were Crimson's senior and commander, were even more teary-eyed and shouted hoarsely together as well.

They were holding up so hard!

They have worked hard for months, stayed on the front lines day and night, endured countless rumors and gossip, and withstood unimaginable pressure from outsiders, for what? To wait for the return of the master (teacher), to preserve the strength of the Crimson Family, to be able to return a still intact Crimson Family back to Grim....

And at this moment, looking at that familiar and intimate red pillar of fire, looking at that tall and magnificent magnificent body, the countless grievances, countless suffocations, and countless perseverances all turned into a hot tear that rushed out from Gargamel and Wenliel's eyes, leaving them to vent the agitation in their hearts with the most primal and passionate shouts and roars.

With Lord Grim, they wouldn't have to carry it so hard!

Even though Grim was only alone, even though there were thousands of enemies, the hearts of all Crimson Sorcerers suddenly settled down. They believed... no, they believed that even if the situation was difficult, even if the battlefield was tough, the great legendary Fire Witch, Lord Grim, would definitely lead them to crash out!

Grim stood aloft, raging flames clustered around him, and his powerful and keen mind perceived without a trace the strong belief from the vast number of Crimson Family members. From the top to the sorcerer, down to the apprentice, even those ordinary goblins were filled with endless trust and admiration for themselves.

This... this was clearly the source of the power of faith!

Usually this power was not easy to manifest, so thousands of strands were wrapped around him, but he was unaware of it in the slightest. But today, in front of the powerful family crisis, the emotions that all the people had hidden were triggered and exploded. Therefore, when Grim lined up the crowd, he could clearly feel a mysterious and strange power being betrayed on him through the mysterious laws of the bit plane remotely.

This made his majestic body, which was standing tall in the sky, even more sunken and condensed for no apparent reason.

The feeling that fell into the eyes of his enemies opposite him was that the legendary fire witch who was lining up the crowd and slowly walking towards them step by step seemed to be coupling with this piece of heaven and earth, his entire essence rolled up with a terrifying might that enveloped the heavens and earth slowly pressing down on them.

This caused their hearts to sink, their spirits to depress, and their newly gathered will to fight couldn't help but waver and tremble a little!

Ordinary sorcerers and warriors naturally didn't have such a delicate and realistic feeling, they only had a vague feeling that the fire witch was getting stronger and taller, and it was impossible for them to defeat him.

Although this feeling was very vague and strange, it was directly etched in their souls and hearts, thus making them believe in it.

When war truly broke out, those ordinary warriors and sorcerers might not even have the courage to swing their weapons at Grim.

The morale and will to fight of the Fabres Family camp was instantly somewhat low and dispirited!

"Damn, it's the power of the law! That fire witch actually triggered the bite-law..."

"How is that possible? Did I read that right..."

"Bastard, isn't he only 3 steps..."

Others might not understand the scene in front of them, but the seven Fabreus Family Level 3 Sorcerers who were at the forefront and felt it most directly understood all of this clearly.

That damned fire witch on the other side had actually fit into the bit origin consciousness at this moment, invoking a trace of bit law and etching defeat in the hearts and minds of the members of the established camp.

And this, as far as they knew, should have been a power only possessed by those old monsters at the peak of the 4th stage!

The power of rules was a strange and mysterious force that arose when the rules of the world operated.

In contrast, the power of rules is only an appearance and extension of the power of rules, just like the skin on the surface of a human body. It is the bones, tendons, and flesh and blood organs hidden beneath the skin that produce the real power, but what people see is always the outer layer of skin.

Only the power of rules represents the power underlying the functioning and structure of the bit world.

The rules of the world are forever hidden from the senses of individual beings, and without the power of the rules as a manifestation, life on the plane will never be able to touch the rules of the world.

Therefore, in order to master the power of the rules, one must first understand and control the power of the rules.

Only after fully imbibing the power of the rules can an individual shaman, who is one billionth of the life and matter of the surface world, hope to further touch the mysterious power that represents the basic rules of the world!

The legendary fire witch in front of him right now was using the family members' sudden outburst of strong conviction to then invoke a hint of the power of the laws of the position.

Although this was somewhat 'opportunistic', it also brought a reverse battlefield punishment to the Fabreth family's morale and will. Once a slight disadvantage appeared on the battlefield, the Fabreth Family might detonate the 'seed of defeat' lurking in the hearts of the family members, leading to unpredictable battlefield risks.

Faced with a situation where they could only win and not lose, the seven 3rd ranked witches could not help but curse in their hearts at the same time.

The witches all had strong and resilient hearts and were unlikely to be affected by this 'seed of defeat', but the impact on the apprentice-level 'witch teams' and foreign legions below would be too great. Once a local battle was lost, they would most likely do all sorts of unimaginable things under the influence of defeat and frustration.

Such as whistling, drumming, running amok or simply crumbling....

And all of these actions could further amplify the pessimistic frustration of the remaining fighters, leading to even more serious consequences!

"Hmph, some sculpting tricks only! They don't have enough high-ranking witches, so we use numbers..." the Zamu wizard was in a panic and hurried to loudly cheer up the witches already on his side. But he was only halfway through his words when suddenly some changes appeared behind the Crimson Family's side of the camp again.

A resonant dragon roar was heard from within the Song Tower City, followed by seven or eight strange dragons of different races flying up into the sky, coming towards the battlefield like a windstorm.

The first two were the 3rd stage thunder dragon Ames and the emerald dragon Eretina, followed by a few 1st and 2nd stage brothers they had just subdued in Lance's realm.

And at the same time as the dragons appeared, a huge portal suddenly opened at the back of the Crimson Family's goblin chariot position, from which swarmed out a surprising number of metal magic weapons. The leader was precisely the 4-meter tall split-brain Gru with an octopus head.

These foreign forces of the Crimson Family were clearly a bit snobbish.

When the family was internally presided over by Mary, Gargamel and Wenliel, they were never loving about their orders. But now that Grim had returned in force, they didn't even need the Fire Witch to threaten and deter anything, they just numbly brought their own troops to help.

Such snobbery, such forward and backward arrogance almost made Mary, who had experienced it the most, explode her lungs instantly. It was all she could do to breathe and press her anger as hard as she could, which was why she didn't pounce on them and scold them severely.

And that wasn't all.

Grim waved his hand in a letter, releasing the 3rd level elemental magic weapon and the plague poison spirit Remy, and that good and obedient old poison woman also stood behind Remy with a low brow.

The floating giant ship behind him had a series of spatial fluctuations, and soon, Alice brought along eight Fate Witches, holding wands, standing on the deck.

Even the Fate Witches had rushed here to help!

Looking at the dazzling scene in front of them, the seven 3rd ranked witches of the Fabreus Family grew dull in their hearts. The Zamu Sorcerers who were loudly cheering just now were also instantly mute.

Damn it, last moment their family was holding the advantage in terms of quantity and quality of witches, but in the blink of an eye, they had actually become the weaker party.

This... this was too unbelievable, right?

The high-ranking sorcerers from both sides gathered together, facing each other across hundreds of meters of empty space, a burning gaze sweeping over each other, bringing shock and astonishment that never faded from their faces.

The Fabreus side was naturally topped by seven Level 3 witches, all of whom were long-established veterans, and all of whom were far superior to their counterparts in terms of their personal strength and the sorcery equipment they wore.

On the Crimson side, Legendary Fire Witch Grim, Queen of Blood Mary, Fate Witch Alice, Demon Breaker Assassin Olivine, Thunder Dragon Ames, Emerald Dragon Aretina, Elemental Magic Armament, Plague Poison Spirit Remy, Old Poison Woman....

Surprisingly, the Crimson Family's side took out a greater and fiercer number of Tier 3s than the raging Fabreus Family!

For a moment, everyone was startled.