Age of Adepts

Weiner is dead!

Accompanying him in death were 132 Darkblood Sorcerers.

As for those injured by the aftermath of the combined attack of the magic energy cannons, there were more than 300, including that Darkblood Giant Joval who had been fighting in the front line of the bloodbath.

The first time the two Magic Cannons fired, two 3rd level Darkblood Sorcerers were killed and one was seriously injured, and the Vine Giant that had been wreaking havoc on the battlefield had instantly withered and died. This kind of performance, without a 4th rank Sorcerer in the lineup, was simply a miracle!

And the shock that this strike brought to the 4th rank wizards of the Istel family was unparalleled!

As a veteran Level 4 Sorcerer, he originally despised the Crimson Family, a newly-emerged stunner who dared to pop up outside the domain. But the stone-shattering strike just now made him break out in a cold sweat as well.

The combined attack of the two magical giant cannons was already enough to rival the full force of a 4th rank wizard. There was a high probability that he would be injured even if he encountered such an attack. After all, a sorcerer relying on his own strength to hold up his sorcery shield would not be able to compete with such a powerful energy attack.

This was the main reason why most sorcerers preferred to stay in their private witch towers!

But on the battlefield, people might be stunned, but not those battle magic weapons.

Taking advantage of the opponent's disorientation and trepidation, the dense magical energy cannons immediately turned their muzzles to include those who were injured in the last attack. Two successive rounds of airtight and terrifying flush fire took the lives of another twenty or so Darkblood Witches.

The Steel Capital's unbridled attacks had also completely infuriated that 4th rank wizard.

This guy who had been hidden behind the curtain since the beginning of the battle and had only watched the battle but not participated in it, finally could not help but stand out.

He was not to be blamed for being cowardly, but was just limited by an unwritten rule in the Esoda camp that prevented him from attacking as he pleased.

In any out-of-territory camp, as long as no sorcerers of rank 4 or above were involved, no matter what level the battle was, it would only be regarded as an ordinary dispute and friction, and the camp guards would not directly intervene.

But once a rank 4 or higher sorcerer was involved, the chances of attracting the camp resident's intervention would increase greatly.

Like the previous battles, even if the fight was heated, even if there were many dead and injured sorcerers, as long as there were no rank 4 sorcerers involved, and as long as the basic order of the camp was not affected, those inspecting sorcerers would only hide and peep from the side, but would not come up to interfere in the slightest.

But now with the 4th ranked witches of the Ishtar family unable to help but take action, the entire nature of the war seemed completely different.

In the hidden void around the battlefield, several inspection teams got together and also started discussing whether to intervene directly or not. The sorcery messages sent to the camp were even more one after another, and even alerted the Minister of Inspections, Lord Kaelph, who was at the peak of the 4th rank, to arrive at the scene directly.

Thus, by the time the 6th rank sorcerer Onek received the message and bet his attention over, this extra-territorial battlefield was already fighting to a watery, bayoneted level!

The 4th rank wizard from the Ishtar family was clearly a fearsome male alchemist wizard, dressed in fine yellow leather armor and wearing few witchcraft accessories or props, appearing particularly plain and clean. However, he carried a strange black magic sword on his back, and the bizarre atmosphere imbued in it was eye-catching.

His appearance was neither handsome nor ugly, and he looked ordinary.

But when he took a step forward, no longer suppressing his power and allowing that surging and impassioned violent power to spread out in this space, all the living beings who sensed this breath couldn't help but feel a little bit more intimidated and look heavy.

Even that alien brain Ghazluvi, who was hiding in the core area of the giant rock, couldn't help but feel apprehensive and immediately raised the alert level of the Steel Capital to the highest level!

Through the interplay of breaths, it had felt the opponent's fierce killing intent that came from the depths of its soul.

Apparently, the Steel Capital's negative and sharp counterattacks had angered the opponent, giving it the intention to go all out!

In past battles, due to Ghazluvi's show of weakness, the war situation between the two sides showed a six-four split. The Darkblood Legion had a six-point advantage, while the Capital of Steel had a four-point advantage.

On the surface, although the casualties of the Darkblood Legion were not small, the losses of the Steel Capital were even greater.

But if one really had to pinch their fingers to count, they would be surprised to find that the Darkblood Legion's losses were all actual Darkblood Sorcerers. On the other hand, the Steel Capital's losses were nothing more than a metal fortress, a metal building, and metal magic weapons that numbered up to two thousand.

If one were to look at the surface value alone, there was no doubt that the Iron Capital's losses were far greater than those of the Darkbloods.

However, considering the hidden goblin factories beneath the Iron Capital, they were able to continuously use free energy and free magic alloys to build magic armor legions. This confrontation of exchanging magic weapons for sorcerers was undoubtedly a big loss for the Ishtar family.

However, the true face of the Iron City was always hidden underground, so outsiders could not penetrate through the metal shields and the metal rock layers tens of kilometers thick to investigate what was really inside. That's why the Iron Capital is able to pull the war into a 'difficult' attack and confrontation in the way it likes best.

However, when the 4th ranked Sorcerer chose to take action, the entire battlefield immediately changed.

The power of a 4th ranked sorcerer could be seen from this.

The man with the magic sword in hand stepped on the void, slowly walking towards the metal hall one step at a time. With every step he took, he would confidently swing a sword towards a certain metal building below him.

Wherever the invisible sword light reached, black smoke appeared, and all matter, whether it was solid or not, whether it was made of metal or natural rock, would instantly crumble and explode into a mass of shattered and twisted fragments.

The Iso-Brain Ghazluvi saw it with his own eyes.

A squad of metal magic weapons that had just stepped out of the assembly line and rushed to the surface were slashed by a sword light that was indecipherable to the naked eye, instantly falling apart and bursting into parts and countless metal fragments all over the ground.

When the invisible sword light slashed at the earth, it was a terrifying pit nearly a hundred meters long; when it slashed at the giant metal tower, the upper body of the tower would collapse in a creaking, screeching friction sound, while the exposed metal section was flat and smooth....

As for the counterattacks launched by the Steel Capital, they were all blocked by a strange and distorted protective force field. Even if the amount of energy rays and energy fireballs were unable to stack attacks, they would not be able to stop the Body Tempering Sorcerer's protective force field.

To make it converge, only a superfluous attack like the Magic Energy Giant Cannon could stop it one or two times.

Thus, without hesitation, the two huge towers that towered to the left and right of the metal hall slowly swirled once again, revealing the two terrifying cannon mouths with black holes inside.

Grimace....

Strange energy whistling and gathering noises were once again emitted, and a stream of extremely strong magical energy was transmitted through the energy pipes and through the thick hollow tower to the magic energy giant cannon.

In the exposed thick cannon mouth, a spiral-shaped energy line was lit up one after another, the violent energy that shook the hearts of the people rapidly gathered at the back of the cannon mouth, compressing and compressing, condensing and condensing......the energy breath that leaked out was like an overwhelming wave, it was awe-inspiring.

The slowly strolling magic sword man smiled sardonically, his feet lightly stepping on the void, and his entire body instantly dodged his original position, dodging the silent mental lock of the hetero-brain Ghazluvi.

No matter how powerful Ghazluvi's mental abilities were, he was still a rank 3 creature after all, and wanted to use mental pressure to restrict the opponent's movement like he had done earlier before blasting him with heavy artillery. Such a thought was not good at all on a 4th level enemy.

Even the moment its invisible spiritual tentacles poked out of the Steel Capital, it was caught by the Magic Sword man instead, and vaguely judged the approximate location where it was hiding.

Only due to those two terrifying magic energy cannons, the magic sword man didn't dare to step into their fire gathering range, which was why he didn't launch a swift raid on Ghazluvi's original body. The other thing that constrained the Magic Sword Man's hands and feet was the faint 4th rank breath that was hidden inside the Steel Capital.

Since he dared to lead a team to sneak attack the Crimson Family's stronghold, he naturally knew everything about the Crimson Family's roots. The Crimson Family was a 4th rank power with a 4th rank wizard guarding it, and that legendary fire witch Grim had a considerable reputation throughout the central continent's scattered Tallinn region.

Although it was rumored that he had suffered serious injuries in the foreign realm, even damaging his soul origin.

But a 4th rank witch was a 4th rank witch, and even with the terrifying battle power of the man with the magic sword, he did not dare to underestimate the possible threat that a 4th rank legendary fire witch could pose.

The battle had reached this moment, although the battlefield was still bloodied and brutal. However, the eyes of the vast majority of people who were interested in the battle were glued to the several 4th rank powerhouses that had appeared on both sides of the battle. Even though the 3rd rank sorcerers were fighting fiercely, they couldn't divert their attention in the slightest.

After all, those below 4th rank were all ants and cannon fodder, and only 4th rank witches could decide the future direction of this small battlefield!

And in the heavily protected core area of the Steel Capital, the somewhat thin Grim stood frozen within the huge metal space, finally handing over the command of the Crimson Family's current most important War Demon Armament to the alien brain Ghazluvi.

With a frantic tremor and ripple in the underground space, as the white light representing the success of the teleportation slowly receded from inside the hall, a hideous metal fiend of dozens of meters in size and hundreds of meters long at the head and tail appeared inside the Steel Capital....

Demonic Puppet Dragon... The Crimson Family's only 4th level war demonic weapon at present, and the greatest psychological guarantee for the Crimson Family to dare to launch a witch war abroad.

It, at last, had managed to reach the Outworld!

"Its command is yours!" Grim coughed softly, his young face unable to hide a hint of weariness, "Use it to guard this capital of steel and bring nightmares of terror to the enemy!"

With Grim's curling and dissipating voice, the terrifying war demon weapon finally escaped the confines of the teleportation space and began to slowly move its massive and hideous body....