Age of Adepts

"I found it..."

Issa suddenly screamed in surprise.

But before she could raise her arm and point out the location of the troll kingdom, an incomparably violent and thick thunderbolt fell straight down from the sky, fiercely bombarding her slender and delicate body.

"Divine Punishment Thunder!"

Mary shrieked and screamed with a single hand, and endless blood energy poured out from her body into a blood barrier that blocked Isa's head. The golden thunder and the blood barrier intermingled, bursting out countless shattered stray lightning bolts and stirring up the surrounding void.

"Don't dodge yet... "Mary fought for support, shouting harshly at Issa.

Only then did the latter come to his senses, and together with Solus, he retreated rapidly, flashing out of the golden thunder's envelope.

As soon as Mary Fang removed the blood barrier, the golden thunder struck unobstructed on the stone square paved with huge blue stripes.

A thunderclap from the clear sky.

All the stripes and stones within a ten-meter radius simultaneously turned into fine powder and sank downwards into a huge deep pit. The strips of stone at the edge of the pit were also shining through with thick lightning chains, the surface of the stone was scorched black by the electricity, and the air was filled with a strange stench of high-voltage electricity rolling through.

Looking at the terrifying power of the golden thunder, Issa was so frightened that his face paled and his body trembled a little.

"Master, this... is the Divine Punishment Thunder?"

Mary didn't reply, but turned her body and hovered in midair, her gaze falling far away from the depths of the rolling hills.

She could sense that the powerful power of divine punishment was transmitted from there.

Only after a long while did Mary speak leisurely.

"It seems that the so-called Feather Gods that these trolls worship really have some doors, and have already mastered the power of divine punishment! That bastard Grim, the information is seriously wrong, there should be a powerful leviathan at the peak of 4th stage there. With this amount of manpower we have, I'm afraid that running into their territory is definitely a death wish!"

The peak of the 4th step....

Isa and Soros looked at each other, their hearts creeping out.

Regardless of whether Mary's guess was right or wrong, this kind of equivalent creature was not something that their team of vampires could mess with. If they really encountered such an enemy, apart from Mary's hope of escape, the rest of the squad members might only have the option of dying in battle.

Thus, there was no reason for the two to be nervous!

"Where's the old fox? Get him here, we'll need to renegotiate the rest of our trip!"

Hearing Mary's summons, the old fox, Winlil, dressed in a magnificent nobleman's outfit, flew out from the group and saluted her respectfully.

"Old fox, what do you think about what just happened?" Mary lowered herself slowly, a pair of blood-red crystal heels bar tapping softly against the ground.

"Master, perhaps the situation isn't as bad as we thought?" The old fox, Winlier, still had that same calculating look.

"Oh? How so?"

"According to the lifestyle and animistic beliefs of the Troll clan, the so-called 'Feather God' they believe in is amazingly just a totem god! Such a totem god is a world apart from the faith gods of the world of the gods, but it's also usually called a 'false god'."

"What's the difference between them?" Mary frowned and asked.

Although she was noble as a 3rd rank peak blood master, she was only good at fighting and killing, but she was too lazy to remember and organize a lot of basic witchcraft knowledge. Therefore, when she encountered such a specialized problem, she could only use some of her vampire underlings like Winlier who had taken the scholarly route.

"Master, the Totem God and the Faith God take two completely different routes. Totem gods are more likely to be found among some barbaric races or tribes, and these barbaric creatures will actively believe in some powerful creature in order to gain more power. It's just that they believe in either a powerful demon of some natural world or a warrior or king of some tribe."

"In order to seek power, they usually engrave their original beliefs on flags, totem poles, or some kind of special object, and then pray day and night for rituals. Whenever a massive hunt or kill is completed, they perform a blood sacrifice."

"Over time, the power of their beliefs converge on totem objects, which also form what are called totem gods."

"You mean, the feather gods of these trolls' beliefs are illusory? Just a conglomerate of the power of faith?" Mary couldn't help but ask rhetorically.

"That's not necessarily true!" The old fox, Winlill, frowned in bitter thought, "There are also many primitive tribes that will faithfully worship some kind of powerful demon that actually exists in nature and worship it as their deity. Such totem gods often have real bodies as well, and are also very powerful in battle!"

"What are the strengths and weaknesses of these totemic gods?"

"The advantage is that they can descend in the flesh. They were originally a powerful demon of this continent, and only through the power of faith did they have some of the abilities of a primary deity. But there's still a huge gulf that can't be crossed from a true deity!"

"What about the drawbacks?"

"The drawback is that they can't leave the area where the totem item is located. Once they're out of the scope of the Totem Belief, they're just a demonic object and can't be compared to those 5th rank deities."

Mary nodded silently after hearing that.

If all the trolls believed in was a totemic god, then there was still a battle to be fought!

However, before going to war with the trolls completely, there was still a need to find out what the specific object of faith was on the other side. If it was just a totem object, then what they would need to deal with in the future was an ethereal spirit without a body. If it was a pantheon worship, then they would need to deal with a powerful demon.

And a powerful demon that possessed a portion of the power of divine magic!

"Issa, you've absorbed the soul of that old witch doctor, what have you seen? What kind of creature is that totem god?" Mary couldn't wait to question it.

"Master, it's the Feathered Serpent!" Blood Elf Isa replied with a look of certainty, "This old witch doctor had visited the location of the troll kingdom once when he was thirteen years old, and saw the feather god descend during a massive blood sacrifice there. According to its memories, what the trolls worshiped should be a giant feather serpent."

"A feathered snake... "Mary couldn't help but chant a little.

The name Feathered Serpent wasn't unfamiliar to the witches.

Seriously, it was a bizarre flying snake with feathery wings!

They had a snake-like body and scaly armor, a snake-like head and long tail, and a pair of feathered wings on top of their backbone. These wings do not allow them to fly very high, and can only prop them up to glide quickly through the low and middle altitudes.

In many bits, these feathered serpents are mistaken for a type of dragon, thus becoming feared and feared by the lower creatures.

Most of the feathered snakes were of the ley lineage, but there was no shortage of strange variants that could swallow fire or frost.

Summing up all the information, Mary was able to basically determine that this Feather God worshipped by the Hazen Position Troll Kingdom should be a Thunderbolt Feather Serpent with a rank as high as the peak of 4th stage.

Of course, this was the Feather God's strength after adding Totem Faith.

If Mary and the others were able to break the other party's faith imposition, the other party's strength would definitely drop down to their true level. As for what tier they would fall to, there was no telling!

After all, the true nature of the Feathered God was only known to those troll executives, and it was already rare for a guy from a marginal tribe like the old witch doctor to go to the kingdom and steal a glimpse of the Feathered God from afar.

The other side was indeed powerful, but Mary and the others weren't rookies either.

What they relied on behind them was not only the Crimson Family, but also the powerful and vastly complicated entire witch system.

As long as one was willing to use their brains, there were still numerous means and methods to deal with the false gods of a sub-dimensional barbaric kingdom.

However, no matter what kind of faith one was dealing with, slashing the opponent's faith base was an inevitable thing to do!

So at Mary's command, the entire vampire team burrowed into the mountains and rushed off to the next approaching troll horde.

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Wizarding World, Northland.

The High Tower of Destiny.

An unusually grand astrological ceremony had just ended, the entire upper level of the Tower of Destiny was dazzling with stars and colored light, reflecting the colorful colors of this lonely and desolate Dragon Bone Wilderness as well.

Many powerful demons were hidden in various parts of the wilderness, secretly absorbing the strange energy emitted from the Tower of Destiny, thus promoting their own mutation and strengthening.

Inside the astrological hall, groups of astrological apprentices, led by several Fate Witches, retreated in an orderly manner.

The inside of the hall gradually quieted down again.

Alice stood in the middle of the hall, her back to the entrance, and waved her hands unceasingly, drawing the power of the stars together on the astrological platform and slowly condensing into a beautiful woman with a red body.

When the woman's body took shape, Alice took out a soul-gathering crystal from her bosom, then held it up in front of her and blew vigorously. A shadowy illusory human girl figure flew out from inside the crystal and quickly didn't fall into the beautiful woman's body that the star power had condensed.

The moment 'her' soul fused with the new body, incomparably bright and dazzling pillars of strange light burst out from its body, illuminating the entire Astrological Hall and the entire Dragon Bone Wilderness in a slim and visible manner.

A surging force of destiny crossed the distant void and poured into the beautiful girl's body.

In the next moment, the beautiful maiden's slender eyelashes moved, and she finally opened her eyes slowly.

The moment the maiden opened her eyes, the entire world seemed to feel the surging power of fate, and the deep joy of the consciousness from the depths of her instincts.

The heavens and earth trembled, and a strange ripple of rules conducted vibrations in the void....

Those sorcerer powers that had mastered the power of the rules had to push open their doors and windows, silently observing and feeling the distinctive scent of power.

Son of the Position...what the hell is this? When did the wizarding world come up with a son of the bit?

Is the wizarding world about to change?

There was a lot of talk and a lot of confusion!