Age of Adepts

However, no matter how complicated the situation was outside the game, it all boiled down to a hard fought battle to the death.

Only the desperate is broken face Gallo, but the relaxed is the legendary fire witch only.

Standing on top of the mountain of corpses, he was surrounded by the horrifying poisonous corpses swarming all around him. Although their strength is not very good, but like an overwhelming wave, the broken face of Gallo trapped there, want to escape a step is so difficult.

And all they got in return was relentless slaughter and insane killing!

Rushing up a batch of them, without even blinking an eye, they rolled down the mountain of corpses in a ripple of sword light and a beast-like roar of rage. The fragmented corpses also became part of the mountain, making the mountain, which was purely made up of scattered pieces of poisonous corpses, even taller and thicker.

Even after slaughtering nearly 600,000 poisonous corpses, the Shattered Face Gallo was still so fierce and powerful. Whether it was a punch or a kick or a sword or a roar, it could bring devastating damage to the poisonous corpses clustered around it.

After all, Shattered Face was a bloodline sorcerer, and his berserk strength and super physique came mainly from his bloodline, unlike the alchemist sorcerer who had cultivated it himself. Therefore, what a Body Refining Sorcerer most wanted to have was endless physical strength, and what a Bloodline Sorcerer most wanted to have was endless bloodline power.

Unfortunately, manpower sometimes ran out, and many times these things weren't dependent on one's will!

It seemed that he had learned a lesson from Sanaza's previous experience, and after failing to break through several times in a row, Shattered Face Gallo no longer continuously used the kind of violent sword techniques that were extremely depleting of bloodline power, but instead, he was honestly slowly wearing down the number of poisonous corpses one sword at a time.

Before that kind of extensive sword ripple, although cleaning up the poisonous corpses was far more swift and painful than slashing one sword at a time now, but after all, it also had to deplete a part of the bloodline power. And as the body of a dead spirit, the shattered face of Gallo almost did not have the problem of running out of energy.

Therefore, if you do not want to be like Sanaza was drained of blood power and defeat, from now on to cherish every bit of blood power is the only way out of the current predicament.

To be honest, this is after all, we are not familiar with the different plane, the other side of this temporary chapter of the epidemic beast used in sorcery 'materials' obviously from those native to the plane. Gallo didn't believe that in just ten days, the other party would be able to bring in an endless number of indigenous tribes to concoct this epidemic beast.

Therefore, after giving up the impractical idea of getting out of the trap quickly, Shattered Face finally realized the reality, and began to seriously prepare for a long battle.

If he could avoid using his bloodline, he would try not to apply it, and instead slowly slash these poisonous corpses one by one. Every now and then, when the number of poisonous corpses gathered around them was large enough, they would instantly clear the screen with their Berserk Sword Technique to decimate their numbers.

This combination of strength and weakness also left enough time for the bloodline's power to recover.

Gallo didn't believe it, could this damned fire witch still transform the natives of the entire blue sea bit into poisonous corpses?

However, even if you gave up the wide range of sword light waves, the Shattered Face Gallo who only relied on his strong body and combat instincts to fight was still terrifying and powerful. Regardless of whether you were the lowest level poisonous corpse or an evolved servant corpse, if you appeared in front of him, a single sword slash would end in fragmentation and disintegration of flesh and blood, and there was no way that you could be injured without dying.

And with his strength and physique, this frequency of two sword attacks per second he could last for months without any risk of running out of bloodline power in his body.

Therefore, as soon as Grim, who was hiding on the side monitoring the battlefield, noticed that the bloodline power of the Shattered Face Gallo was rising instead of decreasing, he immediately brought his elemental magic weapon into the battle.

Massive amounts of poisonous corpses can't drain your bloodline power, a Tier 3 Legendary Fire Witch and a Tier 3 Elemental Magic Armament can always do it!

The addition of these two behind-the-scenes men also immediately reignited the somewhat stagnant battle.

Although the strength of the Elemental Demon Armament was strong enough, it was only for an ordinary Level 3 Sorcerer. Faced with this Shattered Face Gallo, who was at the peak of the 3rd rank, Grim didn't feel comfortable letting it rush up to die.

Don't look at the fact that this face crushing Gallo is now starting to go soft on the poisonous corpse, but if it were an elemental magic weapon, he would definitely not be stingy with his bloodline power, but would destroy this Grim's important helper in one go.

Thus, today's battle was completely flipped on its head, with the Elemental Demon Armament remaining at the rear to transform into a fire turret, shoulder holding that magic ray cannon, firing wildly at the Shattered Face Gallo at the highest frequency. The Grim body rose up around the dazzling flames, transformed into a height of 3 meters to gather and disperse invisible flame giant, step by step towards the other fast approaching.

Such a strange scene, not only caused the shattered face of Gallo's surprise, even the many gathered in Kirthlin Castle silently watching the battle of the central sorcerers are also bewildered.

Elemental Sorcerers... shouldn't they be in the safety of the rear and frantically pouring long-range sorcery at the enemy? What, are the elemental witches playing melee now too?

So what happens when a blood sorcerer with 39 points of power and an elemental sorcerer with 39 points of spirit ferociously collide?

The crowd couldn't help but hold their breath in anticipation.

Seemingly sensing the sudden surge of violent killing intent above the battlefield, the poisonous corpses that were going forward and backward finally stopped their 'sending death' footsteps, and densely gathered under the mountain of corpses, raising their heads to silently observe the slow approach of the two strong Sorcerers who represented the extreme power of the 3rd stage of the Sorcerer World.

At this time, the shattered face Gallo has turned into a tall humanoid covered with a thick layer of purple and black blood sauce, the body of leather armor, leather pants and exposed skin pattering down continuously flowing sticky fishy black blood. His feet in strange leather boots had sunk deep into the pile of flesh and blood beneath him, and any movement would trigger a small collapse of the mountain of corpses.

He didn't wear a metal armored stomach or excessive sorcery gear.

For Shattered Face Gallo, the extreme defensive power brought about by his strong body and superior magic resistance was already comparable to the top level 3 sorcery defense equipment. Therefore, out of confidence in his own flesh* body and strength, Smashed Face Gallo almost never wore any metal armor or stomach.

Even the leather set he was currently wearing only provided some similar sorcery effects such as levitation or cleansing. And in terms of defensive power, their protective effects were infinitely closer to zero.

Perhaps Shatterface Gallo was wearing them just to hide his extraordinarily terrifying body!

It wasn't until he was so close to the other side that Grim was able to see for the first time what the strange longsword in Shatterface Gallo's hand really looked like.

It was a terrifying magic sword with strange powers!

The sword is about half a meter wide, with a diamond-shaped ridge rising from the center, extending from the hilt grip to the blade. I don't know what kind of material Gallo is using to make this magic sword, the entire body is black, and there are strange inscriptions with indecipherable meanings engraved on it.

Every time Galo held the Magic Sword, the runes and inscriptions on the blade would light up and overflow with an unspeakably terrifying power.

Grim carefully identified the magic sword, and from the energy glow emitted from it, he could conclude that it was still just a 3rd-rank witch weapon. It was just a bit more powerful than a normal 3rd rank witch weapon, and it vaguely brought out a hint of the signs of consciousness activation.

Grim dared to assert that if this Shattered Face Gallo was fortunate enough to advance to rank 4, as long as it was patiently cultivated and nurtured, within a hundred years, this magic sword would have a chance to leap up to rank 1 quality and become an extremely precious and rare rank 4 sorcery.

At that time, with this 4th rank magic sword that was perfectly compatible with his attributes, Shattered Face Gallo wouldn't necessarily fall short even against those old 4th rank wizards.

In a way, the development potential of this Level 3 Magic Sword was even higher than the Soden Holy Ring in Grim's hands.

Of course, this was not to say that the quality of the Soden Holy Ring was that bad, but rather that the Soden Holy Ring was entirely built according to the power attributes of a Holy Knight. Having fallen into the hands of a legendary fire witch like Grim, it was naturally impossible for the Soden Holy Ring to be sufficiently nourished and nurtured by the power of the Holy Light. Thus, it would be impossible for the Pearl to continue its evolution.

A stiff smile finally appeared on Gallo's horribly shredded face as he looked at the tall fireman who was standing thirty meters away from him.

"Good...very good...you've earned my respect for the first time! Regardless of the outcome of today's battle, with this kind of courage, you're a friend I'm bound to make!"

As he spoke, his body shook, and the fierce, unparalleled force swept through his entire body like an aura. The thick blood paste and fine flesh stained on his surface was shaken away from his body by the violent force, and then crushed into a mist of blood, which was then pushed by the invisible force that broke out of his body and shot out in all directions.

And taking advantage of the moment when their vision was obscured by the blood mist, Shattered Face Gallo stomped on both feet, creating a fetid blood wave tens of meters high in place. His body, on the other hand, rushed in front of Grim at lightning speed under the backlash of a huge force.

The strange and ghostly magic sword even overflowed with an unprecedentedly thick aura of sword qi, swiftly entangling Grim's flaming body.

"Go to hell!"

With an earth-shattering shout, the black violent sword light instantly engulfed all the flames.

Seeing this scene, the many witches clustered in front of the magic water screen couldn't help but tighten their hearts, especially the crimson witches represented by Mary's three women, clenching their hands, their faces flushed red, and their eyes staring round, looking like they couldn't breathe in tension.

That Legendary Fire Witch couldn't have been careless enough to be killed by the other party's violent strike, could he?

As the crowd waited with bated breath for the outcome in this way, far above the battlefield on the Blue Sea Level, violent flames rose into the sky, and Grim's familiar body of flame resurfaced.