Age of Adepts

After exiting the secret room, the first person Grim received was the goblin 'War God' Tigure.

When Tigure saw the detailed and comprehensive information, he couldn't help but shed fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his body, which was less than a meter and a half, couldn't help but tremble slightly.

In the end, it's just a 1st rank advanced goblin. Only by being in the middle of a battle demon weapon could it exert its so-called 2nd-rank battle power. Therefore, as Tigure stood before Grim, bearing the cold and merciless gaze of the other party, a trembling from the depths of its soul took over its entire body and mind.

The decades had been enough time for Tigulle and Winnisha to drift apart, each taking two different paths forward. At least, Tigure's name barely appeared in the monitoring reports of the Magical Council submitted by Winryll.

And that was one of the main reasons why Grim had specifically called out Tigure to her!

After reading the entire monitoring report in its entirety, it was as if Tigure had suddenly aged several dozen years, and the entire goblin's outlook and spirit had collapsed.

"My lord...these actions of Winnisha do not represent the entire goblin clan. I...I..." standing in front of Grim, Tigure, who was eager to make a statement, had now become so incoherent that he didn't even know what he was saying anymore.

"A move of this magnitude, a plan of this magnitude, she can't possibly carry it out on her own, she must gather some guys with enough strength and weight on the goblin side. What do you think, what should I do with these guys?" Draped in a red witch's robe, the somewhat feeble and pale Grim stared coldly at Tigure.

"My lord, my lord... you must not doubt the loyalty of our goblin clan! Over the years, your kindness and generosity has earned the goblins' admiration and trust. I dare say that most of the goblins are on your side, except for some old stubborn ones..."

"Old curmudgeon? So, you know something about these people, too?"

"...Yes!"

A simple word of yes, but it made Tigure speak hesitantly and with a broken liver.

"When I received this information, that magical energy society had already become active and was actively pushing that 'disengagement plan'. What do you think, how do I deal with them?" Despite Grim's light-hearted words, Tigure was frightened to hear them.

After all these years of immersion and insight, how could Tigure not know the hatred and cruelty that witches had towards rebels. Therefore, right now even if it wanted to protect that Winnisha, it had to think about whether it would drag the entire goblin clan into the abyss of destruction over this.

In addition, while Tigure did not agree with Winnisha's decision, it did not actively step in to stop her actions. An unspoken reason was that, subconsciously, Tigure did not necessarily not want Winnisha's actions to succeed.

In the decades that the Magic Energy Society had grown and developed, she had contacted and compelled so many goblin camp bigwigs, and the other side had either chosen to follow suit or ignore them, and those who were able to actively provide information to the Crimson Family hierarchy were, after all, only a few.

And I'm afraid that these guys, in their deep hearts, all had the same thoughts as Tigure.

Not wanting to get involved but being optimistic about it, such thinking was also toxic!

If we delved deeper, I'm afraid that the Crimson Family would inevitably have to carry out a mass purge of the entire goblin clan. And once the family raised the butcher's knife against the goblins within the family, those few family branches that didn't deal with the goblins might jump out and fuel the whole thing.

If this happened, it would most likely result in the entire goblin clan being devastated and reduced to a second-rate force within the family from then on. And this was obviously unacceptable to Tigure.

Therefore, in the face of the family lord's almost coercive questioning, Tigure could only promise with difficulty, "My lord, don't worry! Leave this matter to me, and I...I will handle it to your satisfaction."

With the matter at hand, even if the hope was faint, Tigure wanted to fight for the dominant right to handle this matter. Only by taking the dominance into his own hands and weeding out those 'bad goblins' with precision, could he avoid side forces from stirring up trouble and making things bigger and bigger, thus turning it into a crackdown on the entire goblin camp.

Grim examined Tigure, and finally said, "You've been with me for decades, and I still have that trust, so I'll leave this matter to you to lead the way. When you go out, remember to gather Cappy, Locke, and Doucilla, and get this matter over with in the shortest time and as fast as possible."

"Understood, my lord! I'll take care of it."

Only after promising to do so did Tigure respectfully retreat out.

When Tigure left, the light and shadow in the parlor changed, and a green plant placed in the corner actually turned into the appearance of the Goblin Great Sage Cappy in a burst of distortion and deformation.

"You heard everything that Tigure just said, right? After you leave from here, handling the affairs of the Magic Energy Society will be led by it. However, I ask you to keep an eye on its every move for me, and not to overstep the rules in any way. Once it has any unorthodox ideas... "Grim pulled out the puppet amulet that summoned the elemental magic weapon from his bosom and tossed it to Cappy, "You must step in to stop it! If this matter is done right, I'll take care of this bloodline conflict in you..."

Cappy's natural potential was not as good as a human's after all, and having also absorbed the Giant Serpent Bloodline Rejuvenation Potion, the bloodline power it absorbed and manifested was far inferior to that of Gargamel. At this time, Cappy not only couldn't even manifest the head of the snake, even the layer of dark green snake scales on his body was sparse, unable to form a true giant snake scale armor.

As soon as he caught the puppet amulet, Cappy's small dark green face was filled with excitement and fervor, immediately slapping his chest, "Master, don't worry! I'm here, so don't try to play any tricks with them unsightly creatures."

"Well, go on!"

It had been a long time since he had been unable to touch Grim, which had left Cappy's heart empty as well, always finding it difficult to settle. But now, with a meat bone thrown over by Grim, Cappy's energy and spirit immediately picked up, and his entire 'person' was so hyper that even his small green bean-like eyes became glazed over.

When Cappy left in a flourish, Grim hesitated, but finally chose to receive Billis.

Thus, in the seventh minute of sending out the sorcerous message, it was only then that the hurriedly arriving Worm Witch Billis was able to meet the deep-pocketed householder at the top of the Flame Throne.

"You wanted to see me? Tell me, what is it?" Grim yawned lightly, looking impotent.

The previous bloodline replacement had really drained too much of his energy and mind, and the new bloodline was also continuing to consume his strength as it fused deeply with his flesh*body and soul. Therefore, at this moment, he was undoubtedly in the greatest need of rest and nourishment.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that Worm Witch Billis had followed him for a long time and was considered one of the most capable warriors in the early days of the Crimson Family, I'm afraid that with Grim's status at the moment, he wouldn't have received a 'little man' who was no more than a 2nd stage senior.

"My lord, I... I'm unable to move forward on my evolutionary path..." the Worm Witch who had waited for several months before being able to meet Grim naturally knew that time was precious, so he no longer disguised himself falsely and directly voiced his problem.

"Oh?" Grim was slightly startled at the words, before sitting upright, the blue mane in his black pupils flickering as he began to seriously 'examine' the Insect Witch Billis in front of him.

Although the bloodline fusion in his body now occupied a lot of mental energy, and although a layer of protective force field that was invisible to the naked eye lingered on Billis' body surface, but in front of the disparate mental energy gap, Billis' instinctive layer of protective force field could not block the chip's scanning detection and depth perception at all.

As Billis trembled under the gaze of Grim's pupils that seemed to possess powerful magic, Grim had simply and quickly collected all the necessary data information.

Billis, 2nd rank advanced, occupation status: bloodline witch (worm witch), body base data: strength 7 physique 12 agility 7 spirit 27....

It had to be said that Billis, as a summoning type Worm Witch, rarely polished and modulated his body since he didn't have to go into battle himself. Thus, within the group of 2nd rank Wraiths, his body base stats were simply 'pathetic'!

However, none of this was a big deal. As long as he was given sufficient time and resources, there was still no problem in beating out a surface fresh body base data. On the contrary, what really constrained Billis' continued evolution and caused him infinite anguish was not this insect body, but rather... the insect mother.

In essence, that insect mother that Entik had obtained by some unknown means, its own limit of evolutionary potential was 3rd stage. And after separating from Entik and choosing to merge with Billis again, this change of hosts had undoubtedly depleted a lot of its evolutionary potential as well.

Therefore, as Worm Witch Billis rose step by step to Level 2 Advanced, it could clearly feel the evolutionary pace slowing down, even getting a bit stuck.

The reason why Worm Witch Billis was eager to meet Grim was naturally to obtain his help, to be able to find a new direction to be able to continue its evolution.

I'm afraid that the same problem existed more or less in all bloodline witches.

Once the evolutionary potential was depleted, it would mean that one's sorcerer path had come to an end. Even if it takes hundreds of years to make it to the next level, the despair that is engraved in one's bones is the most torturous.

With the natural strength of Insect Witch Billis, it would have taken three to four hundred years to develop and grow until the latter half of his own insect life before he hit the limit of his potential development. But following in Grim's footsteps, as one of the Crimson Family's go-to thugs, it only took a little over a hundred years for Billis to hit this evolutionary barrier early.

This was both its misfortune and a great blessing at the same time!

And fortunately or unfortunately, it depends on its luck....