Age of Adepts

Wizarding World, White Tower.

A large number of Crimson Wizards had concentrated on putting out the sporadic rebellion that took place around the Witch Tower.

This was, after all, the Crimson Family's direct territory, and even if the Magic Energy Society was able to hide and hoard power, it would not be able to compete with the family's elite. Entrusting the task of clearing out and hunting down the remnants of the Demonic Energy Society to the old fox, Wenliel used her personal connections to invite Mary and Emelia to accompany her to the goblin bit where the war was raging.

Since Mary, the blood lord, was here, then naturally all of the vampire troops under her command were also present without fail.

As the dazzling teleportation light rolled within the teleportation array, this group of super-strong reinforcements that numbered thirty and had a minimum of 1st rank advanced strength quickly teleported to the Goblin Plane Mechanical City.

When the teleportation light hadn't completely dissipated, Mary had been the first to wake up from her teleportation daze.

Looking at the fierce and bloody battle not far away, Mary's pretty and delicate face revealed a sweet smile, and with a flicker of her figure, she had already appeared beside the dangerously close Desera and Cappy. The three magic weapons that were madly attacking the two at one moment, burst into red light around their bodies in the next moment, and their entire bodies instantly split apart, scattering into metal parts on the ground.

Desera and Cappy looked at each other, neither of them could help but feel horrified.

They could see clearly that at that moment, the wounds that appeared around the three magic weapons were smooth and neat, as if they had been instantly overtaken by countless laser blades. And among the three magic weapons, one of them was a so-called Magic Weapon II.

One second, Desera and Cappy had been beaten by the opposite side and were in a wretched state, and the next, the other side had been shattered and slaughtered miserably. This huge contrast in battle strength made it difficult for the two to fully believe their eyes for a moment.

However, this was only the opening of a grand killing feast!

With the whoosh of a blood-colored figure, the scene that truly made Desera and Cappy scream out in shock appeared.

A vampire transformed into a blood-colored figure, quickly moving and flickering through the battlefield.

Their target was not the combat magic weapons, but the goblin technicians or pilots who were controlling them. After all, vampires were known for their blood-sucking self-healing and swift attacks, but going head to head with metal magic weapons was clearly not their forte.

Just because this group of vampire shamans couldn't fight a combat magic weapon didn't mean the others couldn't.

A strange, violent dragon roar suddenly rang out.

The Wenliel Witch took two steps forward, her entire body suddenly twisting and turning into a sturdy seventeen-meter-long fire dragon in a rapidly spreading aura of flame.

It lowered its thriving and sturdy neck, scanned the battlefield with its crimson burning pupils, and without saying a word, opened its mouth and spewed out a thick and sticky flame dragon's breath. The flame dragon breath was 20 to 30 meters long, and the rolling flames burned out a huge fan as the fire dragon's head swung, immediately enveloping the dozens of battle demons in front of the dragon.

The Flame Dragon's Breath was actually a strange liquid secreted within the Fire Dragon's body that combined with the fire element to form a high-temperature pillar of fire, possessing unparalleled stickiness and high-temperature characteristics.

No matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't get rid of the hot flames, and they finally collapsed after a few moments. They were also the ones who had a shining metal body that began to soften in the flames, and then turned into flowing iron water on the ground.

In addition to their powerful flame dragon breaths, the fire dragons that Wenliel transformed into had a not weak close combat ability.

With a roar, a slight leaning of the head, a shake of the dragon wings wrapped in fiery red scales behind the body, and the stomp of the thick and strong hind limbs on the ground, the fire dragon used the top horn of its skull as a weapon, and fiercely and wildly rushed into the Demon Armament Battle Group.

Emelia, who had come to Mechanic City along with Wenliel, was not to be outdone, tilting her head up in a squeal, and the originally slender and dense cane-like lower limbs beneath her suddenly expanded and grew rapidly, and diverged into more, thicker and denser octopus-like tentacles.

The two arms on her upper body were also rapidly lengthening and differentiating into strange tentacles similar to thorny whip-like ones. The long hair behind her and the green robe on her body also began to twist and grow, tangling together to form thorny armor and producing a strange young yellow flower on the surface.

Seriously, this was actually the true form of the Demoness Emelia!

The surface of her body was already covered with strange patterns, and Emelia giggled as she rushed into the battle circle, the thorny whips of her arms snapping wildly everywhere, even those battle demons were smashed into birds and scattered into broken metal parts.

The strange octopus-shaped tentacles beneath her body twisted and extended unceasingly, driving her body forward while fiercely piercing into the cracks of the surrounding metal demonic weapons' bodies.

The reason for this is that it's not just a matter of time before you're able to get your hands on a newborn child.

In the process of these tentacles burrowing and extending, the internal components and parts of the gears have been destroyed.

These metal weapons will struggle and twist wildly for a while, then just like a puppet whose battery has been removed, they will suddenly go limp with a click.

This time, there were also two Blood Knights and three Blood Elves who followed, and among them, Solus had even been raised to rank 3 by Mary, the Blood Queen. They formed a formation and covered for each other to kill the rebels, immediately making the enemy's defense line start to retreat step by step.

The Wind Witch Desera and Goblin Cappy, who had been on the verge of despair, were now finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

As they quickly healed and recovered, they looked enviously at the terrifying fire dragon that was rampaging through the Demon Armament Battle Group, the fire in their hearts was simply not to mention.

Wind Witch Desera had been stationed in the Goblin Plane for all these years, her own strength had barely progressed much, and right now, seeing her teacher displaying her prowess, her heart was happy but also a little secretly hurt.

Perhaps, comfort was the greatest enemy of witches' advancement.

And the life he was living was undoubtedly *Easy*!

As for the Goblin Cappy, it was even more envious and jealous.

It had also bought the bottle of Giant Serpent Bloodline Reconstruction Potion and used it on itself.

Unfortunately, its own natural potential didn't seem to fit with this bloodline. After the bloodline transformation was completed, other than allowing it to extend its lifespan appropriately, the rest of its benefits weren't too great.

Not to mention the powerful bloodline talent, even the strengthening of its own reversion manifestation wasn't that obvious.

If the Goblin Cappy took off its robes and clothing, outsiders would be surprised to see clusters of hard skin resembling snake scales emerge on its body, one piece east and one piece west. It was a pity that they were so fragmented that they couldn't even form a kind of scaly armor to protect itself.

This also showed that Cappy's original Green Goblin bloodline was also too inferior, otherwise it would not have been possible for it to appear in its current semi-manifested state.

Transforming one's own bloodline into a semi-finished product, while others transformed their bloodline would be able to kill it.

Therefore, when Goblin Cappy squinted his green pupils and had a look at the formidable Fire Dragon Witch Wenliel and the peculiar attacking Demoness Emelia, there was really no other way to express it than drooling with envy.

The arrival of the Crimson Family elite had turned the situation on the battlefield almost instantly.

No matter how much the goblin dignitaries and leaders roared and pressed, it could no longer do anything other than make the Magic Armament Battlegroup send out death a little faster.

The goblins were at a disadvantage just because they didn't have high level battle power!

On the Crimson Family's side, the flesh shield has 3rd level elemental magical weapons, 2nd level fire dragons, and vampire troops on attack, and the magical woman Emelia also doubles as a healer on the battlefield, in addition to acting as half an attacker. The green healing light waves she inspired had a good healing and recovery effect on all flesh and blood creatures.

As for the strongest member of the team, Mary, the Blood Queen, stepped with a swaying stride and walked easily towards the heads of the rebels on the opposite side of the battlefield.

Any magical weapons that rushed up to intercept her would instantly split apart and explode into tumbling metal parts all over the floor after a blood red mane burst.

That newly arrived 3rd level Witchcraft Bee Stinger was undoubtedly a perfect match for Mary's bloodline talent, and it also caused her attack power to skyrocket, no longer the feeble look she had earlier when she couldn't fight her enemies!

Seemingly sensing defeat, the goblin nobles and leaders who had gathered around Winnisha began to retreat and then quietly slipped away. And their escape undoubtedly caused the intensity of the rebel attack to begin to plummet.

Eventually, by the time Mary took a hack-and-slash stroll all the way to Winnisha, the number of rebels behind her had thinned out to a handful.

Even in this pitiful state, Winnisha still held her head high, her fine, metal-crafted, perfect face full of unconcealed determination and stubbornness.

"Little one, you've caused us a lot of trouble! Say, where's Tigure?" Mary stood arrogantly in front of Winnisha, staring at the prey before her with an overbearing attitude of a superior.

A mere 1st rank advanced mechanical witch!

With Mary's exceptional agility, even if Winnisha had any number of backstops, Mary would have already torn it down without waiting for her to raise her own arm.

In front of a huge power gap, no scheme or tactic could be effective.

Wanting to fight Mary, this Winnisha would wait until she advanced to rank 3!

Faced with a small, ant-like character, Mary didn't have that interest in understanding the other person's heart of wretchedness and misery. If she didn't want to know the whereabouts of Tigure, I'm afraid that the moment she had just frozen, this Winnisha should have been pulverized to pieces.

"It sure failed!" Winnisha's scarlet mechanical eyes exploded with stroboscopic light and said angrily, "Why is this damned world so cruel to us! I hate you all, and I hate this world even more... Since this world won't let us goblin clan rise, then... you will die with me!"

As she hissed and roared, the red mane in Winnisha's mechanical eyes flashed faster and faster, while the metallic skin on her body was even more bright red and blinding, looking like it was about to be martyred with energy....