Age of Adepts

The battlefield has been frozen in stark silence and on the brink of death!

And in the midst of a thudding ground tremor, the huge and majestic body of the Demonic Armament Puppet Dragon was still approaching step by step.

Many Fabreus Family Shamans had complex looks on their faces, looking remorseful and regretful, but they were the only ones who didn't cower in fear.

Grim swept a glance across the battlefield, taking in the expressions of the thousands of creatures on the battlefield, and said in a loud voice, "Since Lord Declan is already here, you might as well come out and meet him!"

The seven Fabreth Family 3rd rank witches on the other side were first stunned at the news, then a look of incredulity sprang up. The leading Zamu wizard with a scowl on his face questioned in a cold tone, "How did you know that Lord Declan has arrived here..."

It was no wonder that Zamu had to feel suspicious, he had only just learned of the arrival of the Declan Wizard on the battlefield half a quarter of an hour ago, and the other party had blurted it out.

Grim smiled slightly and didn't answer the question.

Just as Zamu was about to continue his threat, a bold and loud voice suddenly rang out across the field.

"What's so strange about this! There are 4th class puppets in the opponent's team, but you are not afraid at all, because of course, my old man is here. Do I need to guess? Well, a bunch of idiots..."

Immediately, a figure on top of the floating wooden boat at the rear, who wasn't very tall, appeared on the battlefield without any sorcery, without any reliance, just like that, stepping on the void step by step.

It was a short and stout middle-aged man, with a full face and beard, and almost all the hair on the top of his head had fallen off, leaving only three half-black and half-white locks of hair at the back of his head. He did not wear the common witch robes of a wizard, but instead wore a simple and old gray leather armor, and there was not a single piece of witchcraft equipment on his body.

His appearance looked like he was only forty or fifty years old, but the coagulated and vast elemental fluctuations of his body warned of his identity at all times. The breath of power he revealed was very odd, an extreme flesh* body strength and and elemental energy mixed and condensed, appeared calm and restrained, but also has the wind elemental unique restless and active.

Especially when the middle-aged strong man looked at himself through the air, all the flames in front of Grim's body suddenly stagnated and became much more honest and tame.

Grim narrowed his eyes to ease the sting of the other man's overly brilliant power glow to his pupils. Although the chip had been working at full power, the probe scan came with a piece of disorderly data garbled to the extreme, and the elemental visual dialysis of the elemental spectrum was as good as letting Grim take a closer look at the sun.

It was a fluke that his eyes were not blinded by the brilliantly burning power of the light.

Grim had turned off most of the chip's direct probing functions in one breath, which was barely able to adjust to the fluctuations of power that kept spreading outwards at that moment on the other side. Otherwise, what he scanned within his eyes would always be a blood-red, blinding patch of intensity.

"You are Grim? Hey, didn't it say it was a newly promoted 3rd level fire witch? How come you already have a 3rd rank advanced strength now?" The middle-aged strong man stared at Grim in confusion, and his eyes also showed a hint of a look of astonishment.

Although 3rd rank Junior or 3rd rank Senior were, in his eyes, little guys that could be strangled to death at will, the fact that this Grim was able to leap up two minor ranks in such a short period of time was already a clear indication of how great its development potential was.

'For no reason' to mess with such a guy with great potential on behalf of the family, even this 4th rank Body Refining Sorcerer Declan was vaguely regretful.

That damned old woman really didn't have much to introduce! After killing this fast progressing 3rd stage fire witch, it was time to make that old woman pay a little more....

With a hint of displeasure in his heart, Declan's gaze towards Grim brought out a hidden murderous aura.

A small Crimson Family had never been placed in his eyes before, but this 3rd rank Fire Witch in front of him must not be let go. Otherwise, once it was allowed to escape, if it did advance to rank 4 in the future, the Fabreth family would have an untoward disaster!

Seemingly sensing the terrifying pressure brought by the 4th stage sorcerer on the opposite side, Grim's body fluttered backwards slightly. The Stage 4 Demonic Puppet Dragon that was behind the Crimson Family's camp even quickened its pace, stepping through the already-formed position with a rumbling pace and arriving behind Grim.

"Is this what you're relying on? A metal puppet with 4th stage strength?" The Declan Sorcerer watched with cold eyes and did not stop Grim from reuniting with that magic weapon puppet dragon. Anyway, he had firmly locked onto Grim's mental fluctuations and was not worried that the other party would take the opportunity to escape, so he also heroically waited for the other party to get ready for battle.

"Kid, I'll tell you a trick. If you really have a chance to advance to the 4th rank, you'll naturally know that even the strongest auxiliary power is no match for your own power! Just like that...break!"

At this point, the Declan Wizard shouted, and his right arm, which wasn't particularly strong originally, more than doubled in size without a sound, and punched out at the tall Demonic Armament Puppet Dragon that was striding forward.

The fist wasn't huge, nor was the speed of the punch fierce, but when it was infused with incomparably great divine power within, it had the powerful power to transform decay into magic.

The originally transparent and insubstantial wind element was squeezed by the powerful force around the fist, condensing into a layer of translucent fist shadow. As Declan swung violently, it transformed into a dazzling glare, striking straight at the Demonic Armor Puppet Dragon's raised metal dragon head.

A strange screech that pierced the eardrums inexplicably resounded above the battlefield.

As the fist void flew swiftly and furiously, it absorbed all the wind elements that wandered restlessly in the void like a giant whale absorbing water. By the time it broke through the air and flew in front of the Demonic Armament Puppet Dragon, the violent power imbibed within had climbed to a level that made even Grim feel a little palpitated.

Chapter 1100.

A casual punch from the other side has reached 1100 degrees!

The Demonic Puppet Dragon is also worthy of being a level 4 war demonic weapon, and over the years, the demonic goblins hiding in it have even become one with it.

The metal body on the back of the Demonic Puppet Dragon flipped, poking out from it with dense magical energy cannons, and then bombarded the approaching Fist Void continuously with intense fire. But the latter's strength was clearly more condensed, blasting away countless energy fireballs all the way to the front of the Demon Puppet Dragon like a bolt from the blue.

The Magic Puppet Dragon's giant mouth opened, and a huge energy beam as thick as a water jar cut through the sky, deadly unable to resist the incoming fist shadow, finally bursting it completely at a distance of only 5 meters from the opponent.

The overflowing energy frenzy shook the void, splashing circular dust pillars as high as three to four meters and pushing out everything around it.

Where the tall dust pillar had washed over, even the metal magic weapons that weighed four or five tons couldn't get a foothold, being swept off the ground by the gale and thrown a hundred meters away in a whirlwind. The goblin chariots that were caught up in it were also swept away as they tumbled all the way to the ground.

For a moment, the Crimson Family camp was in chaos!

But the remnants of this power didn't spare the opposite team either.

Amidst the storm tide and huge dust pillars that struck them head on, a team of witches held up a huge protective light shield to protect themselves inside. But from the bright and indefinite energy glow of the light shield, it could be seen that they were holding on very hard.

The foreign legions that had no light shield to protect them could only turn into flying gourds, flying up into the air with a scream one by one and then slapping heavily on the ground. If it wasn't for their thick skin, I'm afraid there would have been massive casualties just from this.

This time not to mention the Crimson Family, even the Fabres Family had become a mess and unsustainable!

"Hey, this metal puppet is kind of interesting... Then I'll show you the power of a true 4th stage!" With that, Declan knocked his finger and flicked, and a wind pressure bomb the size of a fingernail swooshed like a bullet at Grim.

Grim had already flown above the head of the Demonic Puppet Dragon, and sensed the approaching danger just after landing on a small platform between some curved dragon horns.

Almost instantly, a flaming shield and two lava shields popped out and blocked the body.

Pfffft....

After a series of heart-stopping muffled sounds, four flaming shields were blown through the air one after another, scattering fire debris into the sky. The two lava shields that were purely made of lava boulders and crimson magma were also punched through with two tiny holes.

In the end, the wind blast went down with the fifth flaming shield, which saved Grim from the embarrassing situation of being injured right out of the gate.

Looking at the last three flaming shields that were sparse in front of him, watching the scattered flame energy that had turned into flying fireflies, Grim's back went cold, and the shock in his heart and face could no longer be concealed.

Seemingly sensing his intentions, the Magic Armored Puppet Dragon beneath him roared up to the heavens and raised an almost transparent force field shield from its massive metallic body, protecting itself along with Grim.

Grim stood firmly on his feet on the platform of the dragon's head, looking up at Declan who was swooping down, and a piece of equipment with strong sorcery fluctuations began to slowly emerge.

Soden's Holy Ring, Burning Sun Corona Magic Crown, Fire Emblem Arm Ring, Dreadnought Belt, Boots of Ashes, Fire Dragon Spitting Pendant, Ghost Scepter, Temple Ring....

Derived from the psychic sorcerer Benigia, the Ghost Scepter instantly transforms the wielder's body into a phantom form, thereby avoiding real-world physical damage.

The Templar Ring, obtained from a 3rd level Paladin, strengthens the wielder's spiritual will, making him immune to all elemental magic damage for 5 seconds.

As for the other equipment, Grim also harvested a large pile of them, but picking and choosing, very few of them could be of some use to him. But these two pieces of equipment, one from the Hunting Witch and one from the Paladin, combined them together, but they could perfectly allow Grim to avoid a fatal damage.

Thus, when the enemy he was facing was an old Level 4 Alchemy Sorcerer, Grim didn't hesitate to equip them all.