Age of Adepts

Yet right now, this Rule Heart was contaminated by alien law energy!

The visible, dark red heart, which was pulsating regularly, was stained with an indelible gray.

That was the curse energy of Severus!

Without dispelling these alien energies, it would be difficult for the Heart of the Rule, which had been disturbed by the original breath, to continue to be Grim's armchair.

"Lucia, see those grays, right? Come on, cut them all off! Be careful not to let the grey touch your skin, otherwise, with your physique you definitely won't be able to withstand the power of this curse..."

Lucia's hands were trembling slightly.

How many times had she woken up from a midnight dream with a scream, and the most vivid memory of her death was the topless, dazzling, terrifying flaming giant that destroyed the sky and earth with a wave of his hand....

Yet now, that flaming giant was lying right in front of him, and he was slicing and dicing at his heart with a possessed, sharp knife... If his hand was slightly crooked and poked through the heart, would he still be alive?

For some reason, this idea instantly occupied her entire thoughts as soon as it popped up, filling her head with this nonsensical idea and uncontrollable impulse. However, on the other hand, the power of fate that she had been studying day by day during this time was a silent warning to her: don't ever do that!

In the past, the love-hate Lucia was someone who absolutely didn't care what was going on and just did what she thought. But now, after being immersed in the power of fate for a long time, even she had unconsciously developed a habit of following the will of fate and letting fate decide everything for her.

Since Fate had issued a warning, it must have foreseen something bad or unfavorable to her in advance. What would that be?

Lucia pondered in silence, but there was not the slightest delay under her hands, as if a most precise surgical machine was accurately and perfectly cutting off a piece of flesh and blood stained with grey and then removing it.

This kind of cutting was undoubtedly very damaging to the Heart of the Rule, but it was far better than having the Heart of the Rule in a state of chaos for a long time.

Although Grim was in a state of unconsciousness, his physique of up to 34 points still gave him an unparalleled flesh* body recovery. The hole left after removing the flesh and blood was healing and flattening at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the muscle fibers near the wound drew out countless microscopic flesh buds that stranded together with each other.

This spontaneous flesh* body repair was as if every bit of flesh and blood, every piece of bone in this body had a mind and consciousness of its own, making one marvel more and more at the fact that every high level sorcerer was a complete monster!

From physical to psychological, it's a monster!

After Lucia went all out to help Teacher Alice complete all the flesh mending work, as she straightened up and wiped off the cold sweat from her forehead, a realization inexplicably rose in her heart.

The destruction of the Austrian Empire was not the fault of man, but an inevitable development of civilization!

Rashly elevating one's own civilization when it was unprepared would naturally attract the attention and wreak havoc of thousands of predators. This was not something that could be decided by one or two invaders, but the result of many civilizations colliding and devouring each other.

That Flame Giant might be a strong mess in her eyes, courageous and unstoppable, capable of destroying the heavens and the earth with the lift of a hand. But in the eyes of the other predators, it might just be a weak and worthless 'scavenger'!

Therefore, it was simply an act of cowardice for her to inflict the hatred of the destruction of the Arcane Empire on one person. Because she simply didn't dare to challenge the many powerful existences or make an enemy of the entire world, she could only concentrate all of her hatred and pain on one enemy.

The more thoroughly she knew her own heart, the more intense Lucia's pain became!

The kind of courage that was about to make the entire world an enemy and challenge all the powerful existences that had invaded the arcane empire could never be borne by her, a small exiled 2nd rank arcane master and 1st rank sorcerer.

However, whether or not she had the strength to take revenge was one thing, and whether or not she dared to let out a heartfelt roar was another. If she didn't even have the courage to let out a roar of vengeance in the face of her enemies, then what was the point of her existence, of her persistence!

So, when the foreign law energy in his body was removed one by one, Grim, who was finally free from the control of the foreign law, woke up leisurely from his coma.

However, when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a scene that made him unbelievable: a young and beautiful girl with flames of vengeance burning in her eyes clenched her fists and screamed at him loudly, "When I am strong, I will definitely challenge and defeat you!". , then turned around and ran out of the chamber.

Grim's instant memory was good.

He could see clearly that the other man's shirt, hands, and cheeks still had blood splattered on them from the surgery he had just performed on himself, and the other man's pretty, young face was still vaguely familiar.

The haunted Grim barely lifted his head, ignoring the open chest, ignoring the plucked out body with a thousand sores, and looked at the bloodied and weary Alice by the stone table.

"Don't look at me, I can't control this girl either!" Even though she was extremely tired, Alice still smiled sweetly at the sight of Grim, who had regained consciousness.

"Hard work! You can go rest, and I can take care of the rest... "Grim glanced at Alice with a heartfelt glance and softly soothed.

Indeed, a high-ranking sorcerer like him had plenty of means to recover as long as his soul wasn't annihilated by the enemy. Only with his current Sorcerer tier and the severe injuries he had sustained this time, this recovery process could take up to several decades or even hundreds of years.

Without it, the high level sorcerers' tapping into the potential of their flesh* body was near the extreme, and those past healing system sorceries that could 'heal the dead and live the white bones' had very little effect on them. Ordinary injuries were almost impossible to leave traces on their bodies, and once they were injured, it meant that it was inevitably a legal injury that would be difficult to completely dispel.

Now that Grim was awake, the subsequent treatment and handling would naturally be taken over by him. And this would undoubtedly be an extremely long and exceptionally draining process of scarce resources!

"Chip, immediately run a full body scan and make a plan for treatment and recovery..."

"Drip, order accepted, in full body depth scan..."

Soon, an intuitive and three-dimensional three-dimensional projection was simulated, and in many parts of the torso, the chips identified the severely damaged areas in crimson and light red, while the corresponding treatment protocols were listed in detail on a nearby light screen....

Looking at the dense red **domains and the list of resources that Reiro was full of, Grim sighed deeply and could only revise the family's medium and long term development plan, leaving himself with a recovery period that would last a hundred years.

There was no way around it, the injuries he had sustained were too severe!

But it was good that the battle was won, otherwise, his recovery would have been a long three hundred years.

.................

Grizzly Hills, Giant Fortress.

As a hereditary territory inherited by the Gaia family for thousands of years, the Giant's Castle was a renowned area in the middle of the continent, and even in the entire wizard world.

Ever since a sorcerer ancestor accidentally discovered a well-preserved Titan's corpse during an expedition to an out-of-territory historical site, and successfully extracted the complete bloodline from it, the Gaia Family has soared to the top, becoming the number one bloodline family in the middle of the continent.

Unlike elemental sorcerers, bloodline sorcerers, especially bloodline families, relied more on the purity and growth of their bloodline, which were very difficult to control.

The more potential the bloodline has, the more difficult it is to reproduce, and this is a chronic problem that plagues almost all bloodline families, restricting their further development. Although they possessed immensely powerful individual warriors, they were always unable to grow into a giant power due to their scarcity.

Although Monash Gaia's individual battle power is the best in the middle of the continent, there are only seven bloodline sorcerers within the entire family that can be singled out, so it can almost be said that it is a single lineage. The slightest stirring of the wind may cause this bloodline family to be cut off in the middle, thus losing the proper bloodline inheritance.

Within this family, Monash Gaia undoubtedly possessed incomparable absolute authority, and was also the biggest umbrella that held up the Gaia family's world.

But today, the entire Giant Castle was plunged into a fog of sorrow.

Because, Monash Gaia was injured!

The chief will be injured? If such a snide remark was dared to be said in front of the Gaia clan, it would definitely be sneered at and full of old punches. But today, it had hardened into a bloody reality and made all the Gaia people become terrified.

Within a hidden dark room of the Giant's Castle.

A man and a woman, two middle-aged sorcerers, were standing in the center of the chamber with sad faces, while the Monash Gaia Clan Chief was leaning on his bed in a half-lying position.

"Alright, alright, it's just a little injury, look at how nervous you are..." although Monash had returned from his injury, he still looked calm and composed, as if he didn't care, "By the way, I'm What was the result there after you left the battlefield?"

"My lord, the results were very unexpected!" The middle-aged male witch, with a solemn brow and a solemn face, stepped forward to report, "That legendary fire witch even thwarted that Cerworis alive again after you left, forcing the other party to flee the battlefield."

"Oh?" Monash looked moved and slowly sat upright, "You mean, Crimson won the fight!"

"Yes! According to our eyewitnesses who stayed there, the Clara Witch went into battle and chose to help the Crimson Family fight against Freed and the others, and ended up winning big. All of the 4th Order witches fled back to the family, while most of their troops left on the battlefield became captives..."

Monash, who had become unconcerned with the minutiae, fell into deep contemplation, and the two core clansmen of the Gaia family looked at each other and could only bow silently and retreat.

"It's going to change..."

After a long moment, Monash Gaia sighed grudgingly.

Without an outsider, he was no longer forced to hide it.

Losing the suppression of the bloodline's power, three or two clusters of golden fire appeared on Monash Gaia's strong and solid body for no apparent reason, and burned loudly there.

Damn Grim, how come the Flame Law he drove was so difficult....

Cursing silently, the once immensely powerful Gold One Clan Chief, Monash Gaia, finally had a look of pain and regret on his face!