Age of Adepts

Faunson arrived on the scene 'riding' on an exceptionally large fungus giant.

It was a terrifying fungal giant with a strength that reached the 4th rank primary.

Its body was covered with furry green fungus, and its two thick and long upper limbs had several octopus-like tentacles of varying thicknesses stretched out at the end of them, writhing and stretching every moment, looking extraordinarily creepy. On top of its shoulders, a half-meter tall spore man with strange magical patterns all over his body was standing there quietly, his arms and legs already integrated into the giant's body.

At a glance, most people would only regard this spore man as an appendage on the body of a 4th stage fungus giant. It would be hard to imagine that such a giant like this was being manipulated by such an insignificant little guy.

On the side of the fungus giant was another huge giant standing on its side.

The green moss and lichen that covered its body, the parasitic algae that looked like whip hair, and a patch of greenish-gray cell sacs... At a glance, this swamp giant seemed to be no different from the ones Grim had seen before. But with a careful taste, Grim could still feel the violent and ferocious power in the other's body.

Under Grim's chip's scan, the power images projected by the several swamp powerhouses present were a piercing blood red. This also meant that any carelessness, the Grim could fold in their hands.

Even the Ogre Chieftain, who was already a defeated player in his hands, if Grim gave it a chance, the other party had the ability and means to steadily put him to death.

Any 4th rank should never be taken lightly until it was completely defeated!

Seeing the enemy's reinforcements arriving, the Water Prophet Lorenz would not hold back any longer.

Almost as soon as the enemy made his entrance, thousands of water arrows whooshed and whistled harshly towards Goerfest.

Golfes was shocked at the sight, and the thick stone rod in his hand immediately danced as if flying, knocking, crushing and smashing most of the water arrows. However, the water arrows still shot its body like a porcupine with fried hair, and its entire image was simply miserable.

However, the physique of a Level 4 Ogre was solid enough. Even if it was attacked so miserably, it was only wounded but not killed, and even the injuries before it could only be called light.

Protecting its vital points with its weapon and struggling to exit the range of the water arrows, only then did Gore Faith hush and pant and stop the stone stick. It leaned down to take a look at the water arrows stuck all over its body, snorted in anger, and violent waves of power swept through its entire body, all the water arrows instantly crumbled and splashed out along with the indigo blood.

Even with such heavy injuries, Gore Faith still carried on without a frown, and the muscles around his body squirmed and tightened, even closing hundreds of blood openings at the same time, thus stopping the continued loss of his own power.

Having done all of this, only then did Gorefeather regain his footing and strode faithfully over to his two companions, glaring furiously at these enemies before him.

Lorence, the Prophet of Water, was intent on continuing his pursuit of the Ogre Chieftain, but was called back by Moat the Swamp Wise, and the two sides stepped forward, facing each other across a pond of nearly 100 meters.

On one side was Moat the Swamp Wise, Lorence the Water Prophet, and Grim the Legendary Fire Witch, while on the other side was Faunson the Demon Spore Clan Chief, Krachi the Swamp Lord, and Gore Firth the Ogre Chief.

A small area, surprisingly, hosted six rank 4....

If such a scene were to spread out, it would ironically shock all the native creatures of the Wetland Swamp.

At the very least, in the Wetland Swamp's thick history that stretched for tens of thousands of years, scenes like this were simply few, if any, in existence.

After all, the lifespan of creatures in the Spirit Realm was ten times greater than that of creatures on the ordinary plane, and thus the way they viewed problems and solved them was extremely drawn out and complicated. If the matter of the Wet Swamp hadn't involved Grim, there wouldn't have been any problem in delaying it for another hundred or two hundred years.

"Lord Moat, something doesn't seem right about the scene today! Three against three, with a balanced strength on both sides, our side doesn't seem to have any great advantage. What, you won't use me, an outsider, as your main force, will you?" Grim, while bearing the 'death stare' of the Ogre Chief without changing his face, was easily communicating with the Swamp Wise Man in the language of spirit.

The meaning of his words had been made clear, he was only an outsider who had 'no intention of passing by' and was only participating for the other party's promises. Now that the mission was over, he wasn't obligated to continue to help the Swamp Wise side fight east and west.

Swamp Wise Moat gazed at the opposite side with a serious and dignified face, but in private, he was secretly communicating with Grim.

"Lord Grim is a noble guest from the Wizard World, how could I possibly slow down! I've already given you all the goodies I've pounded out over the years for the rewards of the previous quests, and you're thinking of digging something out of me?"

"It's just a few mushroom seeds, so why should Moat-sama care. Besides, these mushrooms are extremely laborious to grow, so who knows if I'll be able to grow them alive after we leave here. If I don't succeed in growing them, all my hard work here will be in vain!"

"Oh, Lord Grim why do you need to deceive me. Since you have Emelia, the former Magic Spore Princess, under your command, how could you not abduct some of the Magic Spore men on your way out? That Demon Spore clan is a top expert in cultivating magic plants in the Spirit Realm, what other problems would there be in raising a few special mushrooms?"

"Hehe, I've never considered this question before. But now that Moat-sama has reminded me, I'll definitely give it careful consideration..."

"Right, Lord Grim, later on, both the Hydra King and Lightwing will arrive. Although we will have an advantage in the number of strong people on the field, if we were to really fight the other side, we still don't have much certainty of winning easily..."

"What, you want to hire me to fight for you?"

"That's not necessary! This matter is, after all, an internal affair of our Wet Swamp, and if your Excellency gets involved too much, it will trigger the discontent of many swamp powerhouses."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"I would like to know what His Excellency is plotting and scheming behind the scenes."

"I... I'm an outsider, what can I plan here..."

"Oh, Lord Grim, we're all smart people, so there's no need to hide anything anymore. Since Your Excellency was so eager to draw that Faunson out, and that Mjolnir Princess's men aren't here... Oh, Your Excellency isn't thinking of starting a war and trapping us and each other here, and then Your Excellency is sneaking off to the Mjolnir Sanctuary, is he?"

"........"

People are old and ghosts are old and capable, and in front of them are all old guys who have lived for nearly a thousand years at every turn, plus they are still solid ground insects of the Wetland Swamp, it really is a joke for Grim and the others to hide their every move from them.

Grim was being told off, and although the smile on his face hadn't diminished, the light in his eyes had become dangerous.

"What? You still want to stop me..."

"No, no, no... I think Your Excellency may have some misunderstandings. Although these things that Your Excellency has arranged behind your back are a bit out of the ordinary, they do not violate the agreement between us. Therefore, I am also optimistic. However...."

"But what!"

"I hope Your Excellency might as well do us a small favor while you carry out your own plans..."

"How can I help?"

"At the height of the fighting, I'd like Your Excellency's help in transferring that Faunson away for a while..."

Hearing this, Grim vaguely understood something and whispered, "You're hoping that I'll create some trouble in the Magic Spore Sanctuary and seduce that Faunson back again. That way, the other side is missing a core person, and the remaining two won't pose a threat to you!"

"Yes, that's right!"

Grim bowed his head in thought and couldn't help but shake his head, "I don't like that suggestion. That Faunson is a tough one at a glance, and seducing it back would most likely have disastrous consequences for my plans. I wouldn't want to fight a 4th rank in its territory..."

"You will have the goodwill of all the wetland swamp lords for such an action..."

"Hell knows if I'll ever come to a place like this a second time, your kindness won't work on me!"

"A thousand-year-old tree demon's wooden heart..."

"The average lifespan of a tree demon is over 4,000 years, and a 1,000 year old tree demon's wooden heart is amazingly just a Tier 3 item..."

"And add a Starfall Gem..."

Starfall Gems had never been a specialty of the Material Plane, but rather came from the depths of the vast expanse of the Star Ocean.

Naturally, such items also possessed special powers that were not available in the surface world.

However, what kind of power each Starfall Gem possessed would require a careful tasting to determine. And until it was tasted, it would always remain mysterious and unknown!

Therefore, within the value system of the Wizard World, the Starfall Gem was an undetermined ranked exotic item. If the identified gem was powerful enough, it would be a real rank 4 item. But if a rubbish attribute was identified, it would be a rank 3 item.

Grim couldn't help but hesitate.

A 3rd tier item + a suspected 4th tier item... This value was already enough to buy him out.

But this mission concerned Alice's life, so although Grim was somewhat moved, his senses still made him shake his head incessantly.

The conversation between the two also did not have that Water Prophet Lorence's back.

At this time, the other party suddenly jacked in, "I still have a Water Soul Jade here, which can provide the contracted person with two chances to go all out. With the addition of this Water Soul Jade, there won't be any problems, right?"

Water Soul Jade...two full power shots....

One had to know that this Water Prophet Lorence was a 4th stage high level powerhouse. If it was able to summon its full power in the Bit World, I'm afraid that it would even be enough to kill those 4th rank beginners when caught off guard!

Anyone who had this Water Soul Jade at their disposal would also have two more lives.

Any other guy with normal sanity wouldn't easily refuse.

Thus Grim had agreed without hesitation!