Age of Adepts

The battle that was originally evenly matched suddenly changed because of the outbreak of the Magic Sword.

This also made the crowd of onlookers shake in their spirits and watch the battle with even greater interest.

Of course, while watching, they also admired the terrifying attack power of the man with the magic sword. With the sharpness of the Magic Sword, after it exploded, it would be able to pose a fatal threat to all 4th rank witches.

This was what they couldn't help but slurp in admiration of!

However, they also had the sorcery tools for this brief 'outbreak', so they had a better understanding and clarity on its aftermath. Either it was a period of weakness, or it had severe after-effects, or the outbreak required the depletion of a particular witch's resources....

Either way, it's costly for the 4th Order witches!

The result of the outbreak, however, was exceptionally pleasing.

After having two of its giant knobby legs cut off, the Demonic Puppet Dragon became a little wobbly and unsteady on its feet. But when the man with the magic sword tried to take advantage of the opportunity to kill it, the Demon Puppet Dragon also suddenly exploded with its most ferocious artillery attack.

Energy light pillars, energy rays, energy clusters... they struck like raindrops.

Even with the Demonic Sword Man's strength, he had to be terrified and desperately dashed left and right through the dense cannon fire, struggling to get out of the magical energy fire net.

And taking advantage of the opponent being chased by the dense cannon fodder, with no time to look out, the Demonic Puppet Dragon body crouched down, and the two remaining stubble of the giant knobby legs poked out countless thin silver-white threads, piercing into the two broken legs. Then, after a period of pulling, correcting and fusing, it even rejoined the broken legs back together.

Thus, when the magic sword man broke through the fire net and approached the magic weapon puppet dragon again, the other party had already been repaired as good as new and was once again intact. By this time, the magic sword man had retreated from his 'outburst' state, and apart from a somewhat pale face, there didn't seem to be any other aftereffects.

The two sides fought together again without hesitation.

By virtue of his agile form, the Demonic Sword Man was clearly in an active position in this battle, and most of the immediate outbreaks were initiated by it. The Demonic Puppet Dragon, on the other hand, was too large and clearly not suited for such a small-scale sorcerer fight, so it could only barely resist the opponent's advances as it branched off left and right.

However, the Magic Puppet Dragon's dense magic energy cannon around its body also posed a considerable threat to the Magic Sword Man. Once his body was trapped and locked by the hysteresis force field or static boundary created by the Demonic Puppet Dragon, the ensuing Magic Energy Cannon attack would be too much for even him to bear.

The battle was thus painfully stalemated.

However, it was the Capital of Steel that eventually broke the stalemate.

While the Demonic Puppet Dragon was entangling the Demonic Sword Man, the two originally damaged Magic Energy Giant Cannon Towers were actually repaired and renewed once again under the control of the Ectobrain Ghazluvi. Thus, when the Magic Energy Giant Cannon Towers rose up amidst a loud rumbling noise, everyone's faces were stiffened.

Four Magic Energy Giant Cannons?

With the aid of the two Magic Cannons, the holes in the Magic Fire Power Grid were filled, leaving the Magic Sword Man with even less room to dodge and evade.

Finally, as the four Magic Energy Giant Cannons fired wildly, the Magic Sword Man couldn't dodge and was hit squarely on top of his body by one of the cannons.

Boom!

The man with the magic sword was fiercely knocked out of the Iron Capital and into the endless darkness surrounding the hovering giant rock. Half of his body clothes were burned away, and the magic sword across his body was buzzing and shaking endlessly.

He opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and there was a face-palm-sized burn on his exposed chest.

Even this injury was recovering rapidly at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

And taking advantage of the magic sword man's departure from the scene, the terrifying Demonic Armament Puppet Dragon stepped with earth-shattering steps and began to rush towards the place where the Dark Blood Witches had gathered.

The bared magical energy rays, the incomparably violent energy fireballs, the sky-sweeping energy pillars, and the map cannon style energy cannons... The Dark Blood Sorcerers, who had previously been able to hold a certain advantage, were no longer able to gain a foothold on the surface of the Steel Capital under the crushing and striking of the Demonic Puppet Dragon, and were actually expelled into the distant dark void! of.

Without the hold of the 4th ranked sorcerer, the Magic Puppet Dragon, as a terrifying war weapon created by the Crimson Family by gathering all the goblin engineers, was simply incredibly high in lethality to 'ordinary sorcerers'.

The 'bullying and fearful' magic weapon guards were entrenched around the Magic Puppet Dragon, like soldiers surrounding a general, pursuing and killing the defeated Darkblood witches like crazy. It wasn't until the other side fled the Steel Capital and hid back in the surrounding dark void.

Seeing the army of otherworldly sorcerers he had brought with him being pursued by the other side with impunity, the man with the slightly traumatized body smiled hideously, and with a tight grip on his magic sword, he planned to charge back into the battlefield.

But as soon as his body moved, he stopped abruptly and turned to look somewhere ahead.

There, a male sorcerer with golden skin and no eyebrows or hair suddenly emerged, blocking his path.

"Kaelph? You want to get in my way?" The man with the magic sword was black and smoky, and he was on the verge of exploding in anger.

"Weston, you have lost this war!" The golden-skinned sorcerer did not fear in the slightest, gazing coldly at the other party.

"No defeat! As long as I'm here, this war is not lost..." the magic sword man, Weston, raged, "Get out of my way... I'm going to cut that big lump of iron into a pile of pieces with my own hands, and I'm going to take that The guy inside the Steel Capital is in pieces!"

The golden-skinned sorcerer remained standing in place, not giving any ground.

"Weston, this is Camp Esoda, not the territory of your Ishtar family. I don't know why you are attacking that Crimson Family, but you have lost this war completely today. For the sake of the fact that your Ishtar family is also an old man of Camp Esoda, I did not interfere in the previous battle. But now, it's time for you to stop, or else..."

Although he didn't say the latter words, that magic sword man, West, had felt the threat and warning of the red machete.

The display of the other side's meaning was also very obvious.

The Ishtar Family, as an old power that had been stationed at Camp Esoda for more than a thousand years, if the war just now had gone very smoothly, then Caelph, as the camp inspection minister, could naturally turn a blind eye and ignore it.

But now, it was clearly that new Crimson Family that had the upper hand. And eager to turn the tables on West and return to the battlefield, it would obviously cause this 'mini-war' to expand rapidly.

And in this way, Kaelph, who normally existed as the camp's order maintainer, became a bit awkward!

The man with the magic sword, West, gritted his teeth for a while and finally said harshly, "Is this... your idea or the idea of that lord behind you?"

"What difference does it make?" The golden-skinned sorcerer Kaelph said coldly, "Lord Onek has also seen the battle just now. He asked me to send a message to your family Ishtar, your family and that Lord Misa may have a big connection, but here at Camp Esoda, he doesn't want to hear the name Misa again! It's Lord Onec's will, and even more so Lord Irunwald's..."

The real master behind Esoda's camp was the 7th rank Irunwald Grand Sorcerer, while the 6th rank Onek was just one of his disciples, usually in charge of managing the camp's specific affairs.

Being the same 7th rank Grand Sorcerer as that Misa Grand Sorceress, Irunwald obviously didn't want to see an outsider extend his black hand into his territory to stir up the rain. Therefore, even his disciple Onek appeared to be somewhat repulsed by everything related to the Great Witch of Misa.

So without any communication or exchange for the Ishtar family, a large force of witches was suddenly mobilized to besiege a new witch family that had joined the camp. Once such a bad precedent was set, it was easy for the order of the camp to fall apart.

Hearing the other party mention the names of the two adults, West stiffened and finally slowly put away his fire.

He lifted his left hand, gently rotated the strange snake-eye ring on his tail finger, and gave a few whispered orders.

Under his assignation, the Darkblood witches hovering over the Steel Capital in the distance finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to slowly withdraw from the sad battlefield.

Retreating into the distant darkness for a slight headcount, the few Ishtar Family High Sorcerers who had led the retreat couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

After two days of sleepless fighting, the remaining number of the 3000+ Darkblood Sorcerer Legion was now less than a thousand. Almost every single one of the remaining Sorcerers was injured, many of them had been mutilated, and even half of their bodies had been devoured by the violent energy attack.

This could simply be said to be the worst damage that the Darkblood Legion had endured since its formation!

After a brief respite in the dark void, they gloomily assembled and returned silently to Camp Esoda. The Ishtar family had their own Sorcerer High Tower in the middle of the camp, and only with the aid of the bit teleportation array there could they return to their original world and hide back inside their true lair to lick their wounds.

With the withdrawal of the Darkblood Legion, the high level sorcerers who were entrenched in the surrounding dark void also left.

And when they returned to the camp of Esoda, the rumor that the Ishtar family did their best to attack a new family of sorcerers with the Dark Blood Legion, but ended up with a big defeat, spread quickly throughout the camp.

What this news brought to the various families in the camp was not only shocking but also shocking.

At any rate, the Ishtar family was considered an old power in the camp of Esoda. How could it be possible that it was defeated in the hands of an unknown new wizard family?

Thus, the many good people could not help but look up the various insider and gossip information in it, and also incidentally looked up some of the 'old secrets' of that new wizard family.

As it turned out, they managed to find a lot of fierce information in it.

As a result, the name of the lamentably wizarding Crimson family began to become hot inside the camp.