Age of Adepts

The battle between the crushed face of Gallo and the psychic Dante fought a full thirteen days is considered to come to an end.

The winner of the battle was naturally the more powerful Shattered Face Gallo.

When he teleported back from the blue sea plane covered in smoke, he immediately learned the final result of the other battle from his companions. To be honest, Gallo wasn't surprised that Grim was able to win. It was just that it only took the other party three days to take down that Sanaza who was second only to himself, such strength was still somewhat unexpected to him.

Hurriedly returning to his station, while allowing the clan's healer to quickly heal his body, he quickly browsed through the entire process of the battle of Grim. After watching it, Gallo was silent for a long, long time.

His base strength was higher than his opponent's, but this advantage wasn't enough for him to establish a winning position. Therefore, the only way to win the next match was to....

According to the Association's rules, the first match was scheduled for 15 days.

So there were only 2 days left for Smashed Face Gallo to rest, resupply and adjust his equipment, and this was only enough time for him to initially recover from his wounds.

The 2 days flew by in a flash.

It was soon to be the day when the two winners of the first game would compete for the title of final strongman.

Blue Sea Bits.

As soon as the familiar glow of teleportation faded, Grim regained his senses and quickly summoned the Plague Poison Spirit Remy.

The location he was in now was not the forested sea from last time, nor was it an endless steppe, but a rolling hilly highland. Standing on a small hill, one could see green grasslands and vast yellow-green wheat fields in the distance.

On the distant horizon, a pale yellow windmill mill turned slowly, and crooked scarecrows could be seen in the wheat fields.

"Go on, Remy, you have ten days. In ten days, I hope to see you bring back an army strong enough to defeat a strong enemy for me. Go..." commanded Grim with a heavy look.

That Plague Poison Spirit Remy, who was only 1 meter tall, responded in a deep voice and immediately turned around and flew off into the distance.

There, smoke could be seen rising in the distance, and there should be a human village town.

After sending Remy away, Grim pulled out his teleport crystal to see that his opponent, Shatterface Gallo, should be to the northwest of him, which was also deep in the hilly highlands.

Instead of approaching his opponent as quickly as he did the first time, he pulled out an Elemental Magic Puppet still on the ground and quickly summoned a Tier 2 Wind Dragon.

This Wind Dragon was still a piece from his early days, but unfortunately by now, as his strength had increased step by step, the Tier 2 Demon Puppet would gradually lose its chance to make an appearance. But today, he had summoned the Wind Dragon not to fight, but... to run.

Striding up and taking a seat on the Wind Dragon's broad, flat back, Grim whistled, and the Wind Dragon flapped its pale green wind dragon wings, its entire body transforming into a greenish-gray shadow of light that instantly rushed up into the sky and streaked away to the southeast.

Two hours later, Shattered Face Gallo rode on an unusually stealthy Nightmare Beast and rushed here.

Strangling his mount on top of the mountain, Shattered Face Gara looked around and sniffed a few times before finally frowning.

Two strange energy scents parted here, one filled with the sickening smell of voodoo, while the other left here from the sky, imbued with an extremely strong wind elemental scent. Of course, the one indicated by the teleportation crystal was also the wind elemental one.

Judging from this, that Grim should have summoned a wind mount to leave this place, and the direction of departure... was exactly the opposite of the direction he came from.

He was fleeing the battlefield....

That seems to be the exact opposite of how he fought the first fight!

Made a bit confused by the other party's actions, Shatterface Gallo could only slap the Nightmare Beast beneath him, allowing it to raise its four hooves and chase after Grim all the way to the direction of his escape.

The Nightmare Beast was a bizarre creature from the Abyssal Plane, and from a genealogical point of view, it also belonged to one of the many demonic creatures. Among the many witch beast mounts, the only reason why Shatterface Gara had chosen the Nightmare Beast alone was that it was sufficiently pulling.

With its powerful black and red body, spiraling cranial horns, cold flaming hooves, eyes, pony tail, and snout spitting fire dust... the Nightmare Beast resembled a demonic unicorn in appearance, and its power spectrum was diametrically opposed to its own.

Unicorns belong to the divine spectrum, while Nightmares belong to the demonic spectrum.

When a Nightmare Beast treads lightly on the ground, its four hooves will leave a burning trail behind it. From afar, the black and red Nightmare Beast looks like a terrifying beast from the dream world, and riding on it is simply cool to the extreme.

Shattered Face Gallo rode on the Nightmare Beast and ran quickly across the earth, leaving behind him a broken trail burning with phantom cold flames. It chased furiously for a day and a night before spotting Grim's tracks on top of a high cliff.

Grim stood quietly at the top of the high cliff, lying beside the strange flying dragon whose body flesh and sinews were made up of swirling violent air.

Seeing the Shattered Face Gallo galloping along, Grim distantly betrayed a faint smile to them.

"Is this the battlefield you've chosen for yourself?" Shattered Face Gallo looked around and said sternly, "With your strength and mine, I'm afraid that no battlefield can give each other much of an advantage. If you want to win, you'll have to rely on your own skills. You..."

Before Gallo could finish his sentence, however, Grim waved a small hand at him.

"Goodbye!"

With that said, the boarding wind dragon rushed into the sky, and without hesitation, it fled into the distance.

"You stay..." completely unexpected that the other party would escape, Shattered Face Gallo panic sword, violent and unparalleled huge power stirred and mixed with the abundant sorcery energy into a grand and terrifying sword Qi, instantly swallowed the high cliff.

A huge pillar of smoke and mud rose into the sky, accompanied by a rumbling boulder collapse and an overwhelming wave of turbulent air. The huge rocky high cliff that was forty to fifty meters high collapsed under Gallo's violent blow, blocking his progress.

And a strange shield made of purely static flame rose up around that Grim, blocking the debris and dust that burst and splashed all the way to the end of the sky with a long chant.

One was running on the ground and the other was flying in the sky, and the difference in speed between the two was obviously hard to bridge.

Thus, as soon as Gallo urged the nightmare beast to burst out of the dust column, Grim and the wind dragon had become an almost indistinguishable dot at the end of the sky.

The muscles on Shatterface Gallo's face had completely stiffened, or else he must be bruised and gnashing his teeth at the moment.

Flee... flee to where?

In this war, the two of them must settle a score.

Did that guy think he could win just by running away?

With a heart full of anger, Shattered Face Gallo could only urge the Nightmare Beast to follow the scent traces left by the other party and track frantically.

And this pursuit and escape could take up to ten whole days!

For the past ten days, Shattered Face Gallo had been tracking behind Grim almost night and day, and every thousand miles the two sides would meet up. At first, Grim would put his opponent in front of his eyes to say hello, but when his opponent's fire was completely ignited, he would simply look to the wind and flee.

As soon as Shattered Face Gallo's scent appeared within sight, he didn't hesitate to flee from the Imperial Dragon, not even giving the other party a chance to greet him.

Ten days of chasing and fleeing, but also the Shattered Face Gallo teasing torture of the growing fire, all the way to the horse non-stop chase for ten days and ten nights. It is nightmare beast such a demonic physique to be able to withstand such torture and foot tender ravage, if it were any other witch beast or magic horse, I'm afraid I would have fallen to the ground tired.

Ten days later, Shattered Face Gallo finally caught up with Grim again.

This time, Grim did not look to the wind and flee, but with the wind dragon entrenched in a hilly plateau, lit a bonfire, roasting aromatic wild boar meat, smiling face watching the approach of the broken face Gallo.

Although ten days, broken face Gallo countless times fantasized about catching up to the other side of the scene to kill, but when today the other side really no longer run away, he instead raised a slight doubt in his heart, become a little cautious.

Ten days and nights of sleepless tracking, an ordinary person would have long been paralyzed with fatigue. But for body mass as high as 34 points for the Shattered Face Gallo but it was just a small warm-up.

If the other party was trying to use this kind of action to consume his own energy, then sorry, such a small scheme would be ineffective against him.

As the body of a dead spirit, Shatterface Gallo already didn't know what fatigue was!

However, with that legendary fire witch's shrewdness and cunning, would he not know the falsity of his own body? In that case, what was his purpose in taking himself for a ten-day drive around the land?

With a myriad of questions, Shatterface Gallo slowly approached the campfire.

Five miles...four miles...three miles....

When Shattered Face Gallo arrived at a place less than a kilometer away from the opponent's camp, that Grim still hadn't made a move to flee on the Wind Dragon, which caused him to become more and more confused.

The distance of kilometers, either long or short, for a 3rd level wizard like Shattered Face Gallo, it would take less than ten seconds to cross such a distance. And ten seconds was not enough time for that Grim to ride on the Wind Dragon to escape from Gallo's violent sword attack.

The Nightmare Beast slowly approached the other side as Gallo pressed closer and closer.

When Gallo was less than 500 meters away from Grim, he was finally sure that the other party was no longer running away!

Gallo slowly jumped off the nightmare beast, leaving it behind, shaking his great and strong body and stepping towards the camp.

The eyes of both sides clashed together, splashing a dazzling spark.

"Why don't you run away? Aren't you good at running away? Run away again and show me!" Shattered Face Gallo's rigid facial muscles were grotesquely writhing, putting on a hideous and horrifying face.

Grim, who was sitting steadily on the high ground, had a sympathetic smile on his face and said calmly at the Shattered Face Gallo, "I'm not the one who should escape today, but you..."

As soon as Grim's words fell, a strange loud sound of ten thousand beasts running suddenly rang out from behind the hilly heights, and then the black flood-like army of plague swarmed out, straight at the lone, shattered-faced Gallo.

Gallo's face finally changed!