Age of Adepts

The dark-blooded wizard riding a giant owl continues to swoop....

The energy rays emanating from within the Capital of Steel* shot up into the sky, so densely packed that there was no room for anyone to dodge.

One by one, the Darkblood Witch held colorful sorcery shields outside of their bodies, which began to tremble and ripple violently under the intense saving of the energy rays. The color of the shields quickly fell from the alert yellow to the red that represented danger.

Many low-ranked witches' shields ruptured, and their entire bodies exploded into blood and flesh fragments as soon as the energy storm swept them away, with sticky blood paste pattering down. And taking this opportunity, a dreadful sorcery also poured down like a downpour, instantly baptizing all the metal buildings on the surface of the Steel Capital.

"Don't get entangled with these dead things... Charge them all down!" The Joval, who was named by the 4th rank sorcerer to charge, saw the fierce network of fire in front of him, and it was extremely difficult for the owl to charge through.

Therefore, he gave a loud shout, jumped off his mount, and his entire body suddenly transformed into a meteor burning with black flame and slammed into the huge metal square in front of the Iron Temple.

Swift as the wind, violent as fire....

Against the hundreds of energy rays saving shots, the Rapid Fire Meteor held a violent and boundless stance and ruthlessly crashed onto the edge of the metal square.

There was a dull thud.

The impact site erupted from the terrifying black fire shock wave, wrapped in thousands of broken and twisted metal fragments hit in all directions, the surrounding metal buildings, metal fortress hit the cracking sound, riddled with holes.

In the midst of the coarse dust pillar, a tall and powerful Dark Blood Giant stood up, raising its neck and letting out a terrifying roar that shook the entire arena. It was now in the middle of a huge crater twenty meters wide and seven meters deep, and a meter thick, shattered and twisted metal protective layer could be seen on the edge of the crater.

However, as the Darkblood Giant in Joval's incarnation roared up to the heavens, the metal tower near the crash site had a magic cannon rapidly aligning its muzzle and pointing at the audacious Level 3 Sorcerer in unison.

Grimace....

In the next flex, dense energy rays smashed down on the Dark Blood Giant's body like raindrops, and the violent magical energy instantly engulfed the opponent's figure .

The energy was frenzied and the electric light was sharp, the entire arena was filled with burning intense rays that were blindingly intense, there were heartbreaking grimacing noises everywhere, and everywhere was the terrible stench emitted from the burning of blood and flesh....

When the round of attacks came to an end and the energy rays branding the snow-white dazzle in the air slowly dissipated, the crowd finally saw the figure of that Dark Blood Giant once again.

It was miserable... unusually miserable....

The opponent's 5-meter-high body was now riddled with holes, and gooey fountains of blood were spewing wildly outwards. The mutilated limbs were filled with the remains of the energy ravages, including frost sores left by frost sorcery, burn marks left by lightning sorcery, and debris left by wind sorcery cuts....

However, the outstanding magic resistance and the toughness of the life force of the Level 3 Sorcerer still allowed it to stubbornly resist the round of attacks and managed to survive.

And just as the Steel Capital was constantly adjusting its magic cannons, brewing up a second round of violent strikes, whoosh... hundreds of meteors burning with black flames crashed into the interior of the Steel Capital, creating huge shockwaves of flame and rushing columns of dust everywhere.

The Darkblood Giant troops led by Joval had successfully landed on the surface of the Steel Capital!

However, the moment they managed to land, the army of Demonic Armaments concealed in the strongholds and fortresses surrounding the Metal Plaza also quickly rushed out and began to attack the Dark Blood Giants scattered everywhere.

As a result, dozens of small battlefields of extremely fierce battles instantly appeared on the ground.

This time, the attackers turned out to be an astonishingly large number of Demonic Armaments, while the Darkblood Giants who had crossed the line of fire to descend upon the Steel Capital could only passively endure the attacks from all sides. In almost no time at all, the battle between the two sides had the Iron Capital drowned in the flames of battle that rose from the sky!

The team led by the Winnowing Wizard was the second group to storm the surface of the Steel Capital.

More than thirty four to five meter tall Darkblood Giants formed a small circle, using the cover of their companions' bodies to barely withstand the intense artillery fire. The rest of the Darkblood Giants fought their way out and fought with the oncoming metal fiends in a net of bared fire.

On one side were the flesh-and-blood giants with amazing magical resistance and giant strength, and on the other side were the fierce and courageous army of demonic weapons charging forward, both sides were fighting in blood and close combat in the uncovered metal square, creating horrific deaths at every moment!

And while the fierce fire of the Steel Capital was drawn away by the Darkblood giants, the many Darkblood witches led by Weno touched a green seed from their waist pockets and threw it into the nearly broken rock crevices beneath their feet.

Then, they immediately chanted strange and bizarre sorcery spells, condensing a bizarre rune to hit the ground.

A moment later, the earth shook and the giant rocks trembled!

A frightening magic vine like a demon and monster emerged from the ground, quickly grew taller and thicker, and twisted together close to form an even thicker and more frightening humanoid monster. The roots and legs of the vine were still digging and churning inside the rock layer, while its exposed stems were also growing and spreading wildly.

In almost the blink of an eye, a hundred-meter tall, grotesquely shaped Magic Vine appeared in front of the man, and struck at several equally tall metal towers in the surrounding area.

And the way it attacked was also so bizarre.

Two large green hands twisted and twisted by thousands of vines stretched forward, and the front branches of the vines rapidly spread forward like a rolling torrent, fiercely piercing into the cannon mouths on the metal towers. In the next second, a stream of green vines spread like flexible octopus tentacles and dug around inside the metal tower.

Wherever there was a gap, they could reach in and fill it up with their wildly growing vines and branches. One by one, the twisted vines were frantically snapping and piercing those items that were still able to move, tangling up a magic cannon, squeezing and twisting it with a creaking sound.

And even more vines fought with the metal magic weapons that were guarding the metal tower.

One side drilled like snakes all over the field, frantically smacking everything it could see, trying to strangle and smash the magic weapons into parts all over the floor. On the other hand, the metal demons relied on metal chainsaws and flamethrowers to resist, fighting with the vines in every corner of the metal tower.

Although such a huge plant monster was not even a rank 3, it brought as much pressure to the Iron City as a rank 4 Sorcerer. With its tough life force and the endless growth of its vine branches, the chaos it brought to the Iron City was even greater than that of a 4th rank Sorcerer.

If this plant-based demon was allowed to continue to stir the pot, I'm afraid that it would be a fool's errand to organize a large-scale and orderly counterattack behind the Iron Capital!

Thus, the foreign brain Ghazluvi, who was hidden in the Steel Capital to the deepest depths, immediately turned on the No. 3 and No. 4 magical melting furnaces, allowing them to charge a hidden magical giant cannon respectively.

On top of the battlefield, around the metal hall, two hundred meter diameter metal towers rose up from the ground in a loud rumbling sound. When they rose up to two hundred meters, they stopped growing and instead turned the towers slowly, revealing a terrifying cannon mouth in the center of the giant tower that was thirty meters thick in diameter.

And the moment the crowd saw the giant cannon, a frantic gathering of magical energy of astonishing intensity had begun inside the cannon mouth. A spiral line of runes lit up one after another along the tower, and a terrifying sound of energy whirling together suddenly rang out in the void.

"Weno, dodge..."

A heaven-shaking loud male voice suddenly came out, and it was the voice of the 4th stage sorcerer of the Ishtar family.

The 3rd level Weno Darkblood Sorcerer who was hiding in the dense vine trunk had already realized that the two cannons were locked on his location. But when the magic cannons in the distance were rapidly recharging, his ears, his mind, and his spiritual world had been completely filled with the terrifying sound of energy gathering.

When he tried to dodge to the side, his arms and legs were as heavy as lead, and his whole body was like moving against the flow of a fast flowing river.

Spiritual pressure? Where is the spiritual pressure coming from?

Weno quickly identified the nature of this supernatural energy that was acting on his body and mind with his profound knowledge as a 3rd level sorcerer. However, before he could take out a suitable weapon to counteract this terrifying psychic energy, the Magic Cannon in the distance trembled lightly, and two balls of dense and compressed energy fireballs trailing a spiral-shaped flight trajectory struck the body of the Magic Vine Monster.

The tough as steel vine branches melted in an instant, and the two energy fireballs penetrated through the tens of meters thick thorn armor and struck the Wynor Wizard's outer witchcraft shield at the same time.

There was a muffled bang.

An astonishingly hot and bright red flame sun rose from inside the Magic Vine Troll, destroying and vaporizing everything within a kilometer radius.

The Winnowing Wizard and the hundred or so Darkblood Wizards around him didn't even have the chance to utter a word before they instantly vaporized, and all their lives, souls, and other personal scents disappeared without a trace.

All that remained in the entire world was the terrifying white light that one could not look at directly and the soul-crushing steaming heat....

The terrifying lethality caused by the combined strike of the two Magic Cannons was no less than the full force of a 4th ranked Sorcerer!

Back then, even a 4th rank Amethyst Dragon Toriel with thick flesh and thick skin, who was known for his physical defense, had to retreat under the blast of the Magic Cannon. How could these rank 2 or 3 Darkblood Sorcerers in front of them endure such power?

Both inside and outside the arena, whether it was the Darkblood Sorcerer who was fighting in blood, or the Camp Inspection Sorcerer who was hiding in the distance silently peeking at this battlefield, at this moment, their faces were pale and their hearts were pounding wildly.

Extrapolating themselves to others, if they were put in the position of that Weno wizard just now, could they survive such a terrifying energy attack? The answer they give in their hearts is so trembling....