Age of Adepts

Kirthlin Castle had become a sea of celebration at the moment.

Although there was only one Grim winner of the tournament, the many witches who had travelled thousands of miles to this place were still extremely excited.

After all, with the tournament rewards announced by the association, the odds of the winner advancing to the 4th rank were almost 100%!

Thus, what they were celebrating was not a tournament victory, but rather a congratulation that the Scattered Earth Tower Forest would henceforth have another 4th rank sorcerer, and a powerful sorcerer with a legendary aura.

This was also a sign that the Tower Forest of Scattered Earth would be strengthened again!

Disregarding the collusion of the upper echelons of the Association, for the huge number of Central Wizards, the stronger the strength of the Scattered Tarin, the higher their status would rise, and the more they would be able to trade with the other three major wizards' organizations.

Otherwise, the Central Wizards would always be involuntarily short of the three major powers when they encountered them.

This... was clearly a common pain in the hearts of the Central Wizards!

As the ultimate victor of the tournament, the Crimson Family, where Grim was located, became the future giants that many witches were eager to visit.

Due to the damage from the war, Grim hid in a secret room and was carefully treated by Emelia.

Thus the task of receiving the many visitors was left to Mary and Wenliel.

Mary was fine, as she was still a 3rd rank sorcerer at last, and showed her status, holding up her position, politely and courteously dealing with the leaders or representatives from different sorcerer families or organizations. On the other hand, even though Wen Li'er was only a 2nd stage witch, she could only follow Mary's example and gently but politely received one witch after another, among which 3rd stage wizards also accounted for a large percentage.

For those who asked for an alliance or affiliation, the two could only politely express that they needed to wait until the Lord of the House was out of the way before they could truly decide, which was how they were sent away as expected. As for the other ones that served gifts and expressed goodwill, the two women naturally accepted them with joy and took down the name of the other family and the name of the visitor.

Although most of the witches' temperaments were unusually odd and difficult, even if the one who received them was only the 2nd ranked Wenliel, no 3rd ranked witches dared to nitpick and give her a look.

So for days on end, the originally little-girl mentality Winrielle was simply about to die of happiness!

In just a few days, she had met almost every 3rd rank witch in the middle of the continent, and every single one of them was unusually kind and polite when they saw Winel. Not to mention, small ornaments of 1st and 2nd rank, as well as some exotic items that she had only seen in books, were also given to her, making her small storage ring almost burst.

Disregarding the Wenliel who was immersed in simple pleasures, Grim was now hiding in the chamber, lying on his back on a stone bed, silently suffering the healing of the green light waves in Emelia's hands.

Emmelia was originally a plant talent, and later fused with the soul of that mysterious spore princess, so the degree of plant affinity was even higher. The plant system was also recognized as the most peaceful and least aftermath spectrum of all healing sorceries. Therefore, under the repeated treatment of a green light wave, the injuries in Grim's eye pupils had initially stabilized.

Lying on his back on top of the stone bed, sensing strands of cool and pleasant life particles refreshing into his eyes, neutralizing and soothing the nearly charred and blown-up eyeballs, Grim was finally able to put down all his thoughts and slowly fall asleep. And in the corner of the chamber, a bored Remy was snapping his fingers and guarding the place with the elemental magic weapon.

Emelia wasn't Mary or Alice after all, so even if the other party showed enough loyalty, Grim still wouldn't entrust her with his own safety.

That sleep lasted for two full days!

When Grim awoke refreshed from his sleep, his damaged eyeball had completely recovered, no longer able to perceive the appearance of half of his injuries.

It couldn't be helped, after all, the Source Fire was a rule fire, and the flame rules imbued within it, though thin and low-end, were still not something that Grim's previously fragile eyeballs could endure.

Using his eyes as a guide, Grim injected the Source Fire through the air into the Shattered Face Gallo. At that time, the eyes invariably became the bridge and hub of the source fire's operation. This kind of rule fire was a great harm to the enemy, but it was also a heavy burden to Grim who was not protected by the power of rules at all.

As a result, the overwhelmed eyes only lasted for two seconds before being burnt into glazed, charred crystals by this rule fire. If Grim didn't possess a body of flame that was immune to most of the flame damage, it was feared that even his body would have been scorched along with it.

Despite suffering such a huge backlash, Grim's heart was still ecstatic.

This was because the success of the Source Fire's excitation showed that at least some of the flame rules that the chip had deduced earlier were correct. And as long as Grim followed this correct path step by step, advancing to the 4th level or taking that crucial step wasn't just a dream, but an achievable reality.

But this battle had also made Grim recognize some of the problems in himself, namely the inferiority of his bloodline and the fragility of this body!

It could be politely said that without the aid of the chip, without these encounters, I'm afraid that with Grim's Sorcerer talent and human bloodline, 3rd stage was the limit of his potential, and it would be impossible to take another step forward.

Even if he had the chip and the source substance and was barely promoted to the 4th step, he would have exhausted his soul's original potential and would have lost the source of power to continue moving forward. Rules... even if the chip parsed out the entire Wizard World's rule power and placed it in front of him, this fragile soul and body would be able to carry an even larger and more terrifying power?

What are the rules?

In the final analysis, rules were using one's own body as a fulcrum, using one's own mental strength as a crowbar, and using one's own small and weak strength to pry the rules of the entire world system, thus giving one tens, or even hundreds of times the same magical power as before.

And such power could never be attained by trying to rely on one's own painstaking meditation or cultivation!

Just like the human stomach, it can only hold a certain limit of food. Beyond that limit, even if the food is exquisite and nutritious, you can't swallow it forever without limit.

Therefore, the human energy system is just like the human stomach, with limited capacity and slow digestion and absorption, and extremely low energy efficiency. In such a situation, fair competition, humans will never be able to compete with those wild demons.

Therefore, it must be said that humans had learned from the demons of the natural world and learned to draw magic patterns from them, and the magical step they took was simply a divine stroke. This was the reason why humans took a shortcut to the wild demons and gave birth to such an evil and strange branch as the Shaman.

However, no matter how evolved and powerful they were, due to the inferiority of their bloodline and their longevity, human shamans were only able to dominate in the realm, and were never able to compete with those transcendent and powerful races.

Until the human sorcerer mastered the rule power....

The rule power was like a great weapon in the hands of human witches, which allowed them to burst out with astonishing power with their feeble bodies and inferior bloodlines.

It was the emergence of the rule power that allowed the group of witches to truly stand on top of their position, becoming powerful creatures on par with the gods, dragons, titans, and Calamity Lords.

It was just that it wasn't anyone else that restricted the witches from comprehending and controlling the power of the rules, but their own bloodline and talent.

Take the Titans for example, they were almost powerful creatures born with the will of the multiverse.

Like human sorcerers, in order to leap from human to sorcerer in one fell swoop, they needed to go through layers of selection and screening, and then undergo a bloody and brutal elimination before they could be lucky enough to advance to sorcerer through hard meditation and months and months of adult effort.

And the Titan clan didn't need it at all!

Even for a mere juvenile Titan, breathing and exhaling magical energy had become a racial talent etched into their souls and instincts since the very beginning of their existence. When human shamans were still meditating day and night to build up their magical power, they were already exhaling the magical energy in their environment as naturally as breathing.

When the human shamans were still struggling with the step by step difficult advancement system, the Titans only needed to look around for magical energy as food in order to develop and grow step by step, thus becoming a powerful existence that the human shamans could not reach.

One of the most fundamental reasons why the development of the two sides was so disproportionate was the different bloodline roots and the different racial talents.

Therefore, having reached the current stage of development, Grim was able to feel the difficulty of a sorcerer's progress.

Thus, Grim had the odd idea of desperately wanting to improve or change his bloodline foundation.

And that Star Beast bloodline that came from the En Vik Dimension was undoubtedly an opportunity for change!

In addition to the bloodline having room for improvement, Grim also found that this body of his had quite a few things that could be improved.

First of all, that Tier 2 Infernal Heart no longer fit himself at all!

Like in this strong fight, not only did this Tier 2 Inferno Heart not become an arm's length helper, but it severely slowed down the development of your power.

Therefore, removing it early and then building yourself a heart that was truly fully compatible with the Flame's power was the right way to continue strengthening yourself.

Secondly, the sorceries you were currently using were either the flame suits you had created at 2nd level, or miscellaneous equipment from a different dimension. Although they were still able to assist in exerting a powerful battle power, they did not match their original talent after all.

In other words, they could only be transitional equipment for stages.

Once he wanted to continue growing, finding some fire attribute equipment that matched his soul talent this was what he should do the most.

Thinking about it, Grim also borrowed this thinking time to simply run through the next few things that needed to be done in his mind in order of priority.

It was only when everything came to a head that he opened his eyes in relief!