Age of Adepts

"Last time I let you have the Sacred Book of Wisdom, you... won't be stealing the Box of Severe Winter from me this time!"

The Witch Demon Kangenas did not move to inquire.

But its tone was especially heavy, and it even carried a hint of fear.

It couldn't be helped, the terrifying strike that this Fire Man had just displayed was simply too astonishing. Even a guy as powerful as Old Dragon Naxx was beaten to the point where he turned around and ran back here to risk his wounds. If it had been a witch demon, I'm afraid it wouldn't have ended up much better than Old Dragon.

Therefore, before the war with Old Dragon, this Fire Man's attitude undoubtedly played a decisive role, and there was no way that the Witch Demon wouldn't pay attention to it.

"That's a super-tier item, and it's also a dual attribute rule... for me to give up such a trophy, does Your Excellency need to compensate for something?" Grim had whipped off his hood, revealing his young and handsome face.

The pupils of his eyes burning with golden flames, the sparkling crystal floating above his forehead, the heavy book resting on his left hand, the strange sorcerer's staff held in his right hand, and the flame force field that haunted the perimeter of his sturdy body....

Under the backdrop of the powerful sorcery, and with the Shadow Demon who was concealed and looming beside him, Grim was not moving, but his powerful and fierce aura had completely enveloped the space.

Facts speak louder than words!

Only the truest power was the ultimate bargaining chip in negotiations.

"I can trade a small resource bit that has a significant amount of revenue in it, and can guarantee you at least two million magic crystals per year!" The Wraith Kanganus bit the bullet and took out his chips.

"Small bit... two million..." the Grim's line hardened cheeks couldn't help but reveal a smile, "If your Excellency feels that this gain is comparable to a Dual Attribute Rule Treasure, then I'll send you a small resource bit, and this treasure will be mine..."

"Then add three more Tier 4 Undead Servants... I can transfer control of their souls to you, so you'll immediately have three more available Tier 4 hitmen!" The soulfire of the Wraith Kangonas was trembling as he said this condition.

A 4th rank undead slave...that wasn't a cabbage that could be taken out casually.

To create a 4th rank undead, in addition to various high level magic materials, one also needed to scrounge around for those powerful and complete souls. Only with these in place and its superior necromancy transformation techniques, there was a certain chance of concocting a so-called high-tier undead spirit.

These undead concocted using necromancy techniques and alchemical means were not as fierce as the wild ones, but they were more loyal and more solid. Thus, even with a Wraith of Kangenas' level, after taking complete control of a skeletal seat, the 4th-rank servants in his hands did not reach double digits.

Now throwing out three in one breath was simply cutting the bone and painful to the frugal and frugal it had always been.

If it wasn't for that must-have supreme treasure, it would never be able to make such a sacrifice.

Seemingly appreciating the Witch Demon's grief-stricken expression on its glossy, greasy-white skull, Grim finally said, "Since you are so reluctant, then I don't want your resource bits and men."

Upon hearing these words, the Witch Demon was shocked, and his breath around his body immediately soared.

"You... you want to go back on your word?"

"I can consider letting you have this treasure, but only on the condition that..."

"What is it?"

"You serve me for a hundred years!"

The scarlet soul fire in the Witch Demon's empty eye sockets immediately burst into flames, and even the two large rubies embedded in the surface were completely hidden.

"You're insulting me! Human witches, we witches and demons have dignity too! Our souls are free and will never act as servants... If you want to enslave a witch demon, feel free to come over and try!"

It could be seen that Kangenas was acting extremely sensitive and tough on this issue, acting as if he vowed that he would rather fish to death.

"The hundred years of service I am talking about is not an enslavement of your soul, but an invitation to become a foreign elder in my family. I promise never to force you to do anything life-threatening during this hundred years. All you need to do is put a name in my Crimson Family, open a necromancy department inside the family academy, and properly recruit and train some human apprentices..."

"Of course, when some problems arise in my Crimson Family, you will also have to help out as much as you can. And in this hundred years, not only will I not taint any of your resources and properties, I will also give you your rightful share of elder authority and resources. How about it, you can always accept such a condition, right?"

Connors looked at Grim, who was talking freely, and couldn't help but be suspicious, "Grim, what do you want to do? I can't believe you would be so kind as to help me!"

Seemingly prepared for the Wraith's misgivings, Grim said leisurely, "Congenas, even if you were allowed to obtain the Casket of Ancient Severe Winter, would you be able to fully integrate it in a hundred years?"

The Witch Demon had obviously considered this question long ago and thus answered it without hesitation, "Impossible! It's a rank 5 dual attribute rule artifact, and even with my strength, I'm afraid it would take more than two hundred years to fully fuse it..."

"That's not the end of it!" Grim laughed lightly, "Anyway, after you get the Box of Harsh Winter, you won't be able to go out wandering around for a hundred or two hundred years, so why not just go inside my family and become a registered elder."

"With so many high level undead under you, those trivial chores like setting up factions and organizing teaching and such can be handled by just sending a random guy, and you'd be just as well secluded to do some research and such. Besides, our Wizard World's resources are much better than the Witch and Demon Alliance you joined no matter what, right? You are free to use our Crimson Family's channels to gather whatever resources you need."

"This... but it's the last sincerity I can bring out!"

Speaking of which, the dazzling flames on Grim's body Woodlands soared, and his entire body instantly transformed into a flame giant of over ten meters in size. That muffled warning voice even turned into a rolling thunder that echoed above the Ice God Temple for a long time.

Seemingly sensing Grim's threat and 'sincerity', the Witch Demon Kangenas soulfire swayed and finally nodded silently.

"Very well! In that case, go ahead and do it, and I'll help you get the Casket of Harsh Winter..."

As soon as the words fell, Grim didn't hesitate to raise his witch wand and attacked before anyone else.

The one he attacked was neither the old dragon that was creeping on top of the platform desperately absorbing the power of the artifact, nor the fully alert Witch Demon Kangonas, but an empty mist not far behind him.

There, the mist was misty and the ice crystal ground was as smooth as a mirror, and there was no sign of any enemy presence at all.

But as a pillar of crimson fire descended, dozens of Phantom Ability Field Shields suddenly burst, revealing themselves as the strange, cloud-like body of Starling.

"I'll block the Star Spirit for you and give you two quarters to take down that old dragon. If you haven't succeeded after two quarters, then we'll swap opponents. How about it?" Grim sulked.

Looking at the suddenly manifesting starling, the Wraith Kangonas hissed, "Deal!"

Saying no more nonsense, each of them brought out their strongest sides and killed their enemies menacingly.

"Bastard..." raged Starling Tulas, who was ousted by Grim's wild attack, "Fireman, what did that witch demon promise you to do to make you work for it like that? How about saying it, and I'll pay double the price, just to help me stop that witch demon?"

The tall fireman in Grim's avatar smiled heedlessly, "It volunteered to serve me for a hundred years, can you do that?"

"What? How is that possible?" The Starling dodged as it flew in shock, "It... it can even agree to such a condition as yours? Well....okay! I can also serve you for a hundred years..."

"Two hundred years!" A furious cry of a witch demon was suddenly heard in the distance.

Apparently, although the other party was fiercely attacking the old dragon, part of their spirit was still focusing on the battlefield.

Two hundred years... even for the 4th stage powerhouses, two hundred years was a lot of time! Although creatures like the Witch Demon could not reach the level of immortality, living for thousands of years was not a problem.

Therefore, two hundred years might not really be a big deal to them, and they would endure and endure and pass quickly. But for other creatures, two hundred years was a really long and painful torment!

The first time I saw it, I thought it would be a good idea for me to get it out of the way, but I didn't. Just as the Starling opened his mouth and didn't know what to do, Grim stopped thinking twice and waved his wand, the Book of Filth and Darkness instantly raised a green aura, directly wrapping the Starling's body inside.

This was a poisonous aura inspired by the Book of Filth and Darkness. Although it had not yet reached the stage of controlling the Poison Law, it was already terrifying enough for the defenseless Starling.

Starling Tulas' cloud-like body instantly turned a pale green, and the terrifying plague toxins clashed wildly within its body. Although most of it was quickly killed by the Strange Phantom Energy, the short engagement also caused the Starling's body to suffer from pain.

What was even more terrifying was that the tall fireman leaned down and opened his mouth, and a golden flame imbued with the power of powerful laws instantly blew on its body.

This time, Starling Tulas was truly in big trouble!

For the first time, Grim, aided by the Fire God Pearl, attached four law effects to this flame at the same time: flame augmentation, flame penetration, flame invisibility, and flame impact!

Although an ordinary 4th ranked Sorcerer would also master multiple elemental laws, trying to incorporate them into an elemental attack was also extremely mentally draining. An ordinary sorcerer could only withstand the power of one type of law at a time, while those who could incorporate two or three were nothing short of elite sorcerers.

And like Grim, those who incorporated four types in one breath were, to say the least, a strong party!

The plurality of flame laws melted together, condensing into a powerful and strange force of laws that acted directly on the body of Starling Tulas.