Age of Adepts

With Grim's choice, the 4 law runes that hovered around the crimson crystals silently crumbled away.

While they were crumbling away, there was a faint tingling in Grim's mind, and the flame laws associated with them were also erased by a mysterious and strange power. This erasure was so clean that even the related Laws of Comprehension and higher knowledge in Grim's mental consciousness disappeared simultaneously.

Flame Strength, Fire Easiness, Flame Fury, Fire Toughness... these other Flame Laws that Fire Wizards sought, just disappeared one by one.

Not even the slightest trace of them remained!

As for the four Law Runes left behind, they represented Flame Augmentation, Flame Penetration, Flame Invisibility, and Flame Impact. They continued to coil around the red crystal condensed by the Consciousness Core, unable to stay away but also unwilling to be bound and molten, struggling against each other.

However, at this moment, a radiant sun emerged from this strange world of flames, and slowly descended from the dark red sky.

The Fire God Pearl....

No, to be precise, it should be the energy projection of the Vulcan Pearl!

Driven by Grim, the Fire God Pearl projected its power into his soul consciousness and slowly closed in on the crimson crystal that represented the Consciousness Heart Core.

The Law Rune was unwilling to be bound and was still struggling to integrate into the Consciousness Heart Core. But the power of the Fire God Pearl was under Grim's complete control, and without hesitation, it fused with the crimson crystal.

The four Law Runes gently vibrated and growled like a defeated dog, but they were still unable to change their fate of being slowly drawn onto the red crystal.

The Law Rune finally tamed down, and obediently approached the crimson crystal and branded itself on it.

The fusion of the Law Rune and the Consciousness Heart Core also meant a tremendous transformation of the soul itself, the tremors and pains of which were never easy for anyone who wasn't there to experience. Other sorcerers were fused one by one, with at least a hundred years of settling and buffering in between, so as not to cause too much of a shock to the soul itself.

Whereas Grim clearly didn't have the effort to spend three to four hundred years slowly concocting it all. So he summoned the Fire God Pearl Energy Projection and used it as his power core to bind the 4 Law Runes, allowing them to obediently choose to fuse with his Consciousness Heart Core.

The impact of the fusion process on the soul was also shared by the Fire God Pearl Energy Projection for the most part, otherwise Grim would never have been able to persevere!

The transformation of the Consciousness Heart Core also meant an increase in the power level of the soul itself.

Although in the short term, Grim's battle strength would weaken due to the disappearance of several flame laws, in the long term, it would have all sorts of inexplicable benefits to his development potential and future flame path.

Moreover, Grim had the aid of the chip and the Fire God Pearl, which was a fire treasure, and it was obviously a hundred times easier for him to comprehend the new Flame Laws than an ordinary elemental sorcerer.

Only, his future flame path had already been chosen, and it would no longer be possible for him to develop as recklessly and indiscriminately as he had previously!

This fusion took a full 27 days of Grim's effort.

Even with his 33-point physique, when he first stepped out of the chamber, he still had a strange feeling of weakness and dizziness. But the soul sublimation brought about by the fusion of the law runes also made Grim's spiritual consciousness clear and strong as never before, and the long-lost feeling of power expansion in his soul made him upside down and enchanted, and he was overwhelmed with emotion.

His spiritual power was still at 44 points, not increasing by a single point, but the ability of the soul itself to harness this body and spiritual consciousness had undergone a drastic change.

The current Grim was like shoving the soul of a rule sorcerer into the body of an elemental sorcerer. Although the body was still the same body and the consciousness was still the same consciousness, the soul itself's ability to control the flames and understand the mysteries of the flames had increased by a steep level.

Only the strength of Grim's soul was still quite a bit different from a true 5th stage sorcerer, but it was far higher than that of an ordinary 4th stage sorcerer. Such a benefit was not apparent from the outside, but it could have a profound impact on every aspect of Grim's development!

After spending the entire month of January without moving a single cent, nor eating or resting, Grim's mental strength was undoubtedly somewhat weakened. However, his pale, hard, handsome face was filled with joy, and his black pupils were even bursting with an eye-catching red mane.

As soon as he stepped out of the secret room, a stream of fireflies on the restriction outside his residence caught his attention.

Witchcraft message!

Grim hesitated, and with a slight wave of his hand, the Witch Formation ban cracked open a tiny crack. These sorcery messages that banged around like headless flies on the restriction swarmed in and flew in front of him.

As soon as Grim stretched out his hand, these sorcery messages flew down into his palm and transformed into an invisible stream of consciousness that merged into his heart and mind. Immediately, an unfamiliar mental phrase took shape in his mind.

"Wizard Grim, I am quite interested in certain things in your hands, and look forward to meeting you in person..."

"Wizard Grim, I also have something in my possession that you might be interested in, why don't we meet..."

"Wizard Grim, I am Obaiola, eager to meet with you..."

"What's going on, Grim Wizard, there's definitely something in it for you if we meet, you'd better send a message back..."

"I'm going crazy, how can you possibly close the door at this point? I'm Obaiola, still waiting to hear from you..."

"It's been fifteen days, why aren't you out yet..."

"Remember to contact me when you get out..."

"........"

A series of sorcery messages were all from the hand of that sorcerer named Obaiola, and from the content of the messages, one could appreciate the other party's change of heart from calm to doubtful to burning.

It seemed that Grim's unexpected retreat had also nearly driven a 4th rank wizard insane!

Obaiola?

With a slight stare from Grim, the chip had projected the basic information of this Obaiola wizard into his mind.

Association Elder...4th level sorcerer...summoner....

Although the information collected was rudimentary to the extreme, based on this superficial information alone, Grim was already able to roughly guess the other party's main purpose for being eager to see him.

After coming to the Sorcerer's Association, the only item among the many items that he had revealed that could attract this summoner was probably that....

To be honest, Grim wasn't too willing to carry out this kind of business that came to his doorstep.

After all, at his level, there weren't many things that could make it miss and get on his mind anymore. What's more, he now possessed the Fire God Pearl and that Wisdom Sacred Book that was about to finish devouring. With these two super-tier items, Grim's strength was enough to suppress most of the 4th-tier sorcerers.

Even if there were occasionally some pinnacle level 4 superpowered ones, Grim was not afraid of the other side.

Even in this core of the Sorcerer's Association, as long as he wasn't torn apart, the hordes of 4th rank Sorcerers coupled with the siege of the top-tier Sorcerer's Tower, Grim was confident that he could escape this place.

And that was what made him feel at ease to boldly come out to woo!

At this point, seeing the other man's eagerness to meet the message, Grim didn't look enthusiastic.

He lifted his arm, sniffed his witch's robe that hinted at a slight stench, and without hesitation turned and walked into the bathroom.

Two hours later, after bathing, changing and freshening up, Grim only then famously opened the restraint and recruited the witch tower slave to bring in a magical energy meal worthy of luxury and extravagance.

Most of the 4th rank witches, especially elemental witches, had already achieved energization or partial energization of their bodies. When necessary, they were even able to directly swallow magic crystals in order to maintain their own energy reserves.

Compared to magic crystals, the energy imbibed in most foods was too rare.

For a rank 4 sorcerer to fill up their terrifying energy reserves, they probably wouldn't even think of food without several tons of it. Moreover, most of the food contained fragmented life energy, and the loss of energy would be shocking if they were to rely on the fragile digestion and absorption system of humans to transform it into high-energy substances.

This also meant that a 4th level wizard who wanted to make up for their energy deficit could only rely on some high magic energy creatures. And it was still difficult to include these guys in the recipe without a lot of effort.

However, the Sorcerer's Association, as the largest Sorcerer's Organization in the Sorcerer's World, possessed a large number of resource bits. If the demons in the Black Forest of the Witch World were too powerful and difficult to capture, then relocate them to a secondary bit to tame them.

In this way, having a complete bit to provide for them, the number of demons swelled dramatically.

These carefully cultivated magical creatures would naturally be harvested regularly by a team of witches, becoming a source of high-energy food to feed the entire organization.

If Grim hadn't occupied the Lance bit and had an uninterrupted supply of dragon meat meals, I'm afraid his physique wouldn't have been able to survive to be so strong.

However, while Grim was gorging himself on his meal, there was an unexpected visitor at the door of his abode.

"Wizard Grim, I am Obaiola, you can always see me at this hour, can't you?"

Sensing the other party's mental secret word, Grim hesitated and finally opened the door to the residence.

Although this residence belonged to the Overlooking Gauntlet, the property of the Sorcerer's Association.

However, Grim, as a guest of the association, as long as he stayed here for a day, it was considered his private domain. Obaiola could not force his way in even if he held the title of an Association Elder.

This was a basic courtesy and etiquette among witches!

The door burst open, and a dignified, well-built man strode in, seeing Grim, who was entrenched at the table and wolfing down food, with a startled look on his face at first, then a look of understanding appeared.

"Just in time, I'm hungry too! How about it, Lord Grim, can you treat me to a full meal?" This Obaiola was also apparently a cheerful temperament, and his coarse voice shook the entire hall buzzing.