Age of Adepts

In order to get to Fort Kathleen from the Alois area, where the Crimson family headquarters is located, you need to cross four areas along the way.

A total of thirteen thousand miles.

If one were to march all the way from the ground without sleep in the middle, it would probably take more than a month to reach the final destination of Kirthlin Fortress. This didn't take into account all the various attacks and battles that might be encountered along the way, otherwise, it would take even longer.

The four areas, however, belonged to one large, seven medium, and twenty-three small wizard families.

Among them, that large Sorcerer Family was the Entom Family to which the 4th rank Nicholas Sorcerer belonged. And the Entom Family was obviously in a hostile state with the Crimson Family as well due to Nicholas.

Therefore, when the Crimson Family's floating giant ship slowly emerged from the end of the sky, all the Sorcerer Families passing along the way held their breath and closed their doors tightly, not daring to come out and cause disaster to their own families.

The Entom family, in particular, was even more nervous than ever.

All the core members of the family returned to Oak City, and the family witch tower that was closely guarded there never dared to go out for another step. When the floating giant ship passed through the sky less than two hundred miles away from Oak City, the Entom Family did not even dare to send troops to attack, lest the Crimson Family's flying troops would switch targets in anger and spare his Oak City again.

The Crimson Family's flying force wasn't simply just seven floating giant ships, but a huge floating platform built on top of the floating giant ships.

The outermost of course were the inexpensive and simply effective eyeball fighters.

They roamed by the hundreds and thousands ten miles outside the flying force, scouting for any creatures or traps that could pose a threat to the fleet. Those who approached the fleet without warning would all die in a terrifying blast of searing heat.

On the inside of the eyeball fighter, however, is a strangely shaped magical flying machine that carries a goblin pilot inside. They were usually the size of a wagon, and were equipped with a much higher tier of magical weapons.

The Wild Charlie II Linking Cannon....

773 Enhanced Magic Ray Gun....

Gablin III Magic Missile....

Super Mordant Full Masked Magic Shield....

Lotte full function multi-frequency goggles....

Magic Combustion Unit Energy Module.......

Triggered Onmon Shield....

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It had to be said that after hundreds of years and tens of generations of goblin engineers' diligent research and magical alterations, the goblins of the Crimson Family were now equipped with much more advanced and powerful magical weapons than before.

In particular, the attack power of the magic weapons and the safety protection of the goblin mechanics had reached a peak.

With the constant supply of Quillas Alloy from the Molten Fire City, there was also a large number of Magic Dynamic Melting Furnaces. The problem of lack of energy that had been plaguing the Demonic Armament Legion was solved. The current Demon Armor Legion is not what it used to be, and its combat power has increased by several levels, having been elevated from a cannon fodder unit of the Crimson Family's affiliated forces to an elite family unit.

However, centuries of continuous frantic mining had also caused the metal resource reserves of the Goblin Plane to fall to a very dangerous level. In order to obtain more and better magical metals, the Crimson Family could not help but look around for similar resource bits to ensure the continuity of the family's magical weapon power.

On top of the stone platform on the highest floor of the Oak City Witch Tower, Nicholas was leaning on his wand, spying on the huge flying fleet that was slicing through the sky from afar.

Although the other party was not within the field of vision, with the powerful spirit of a 4th rank wizard, he was still able to perceive the powerful momentum that was coming over him. In particular, on top of the huge metal ship in the center of the opponent's fleet, Nicholas was able to detect an extremely familiar, yet terrifying atmosphere of sorcery.

Grim... that Grim was actually in the flying fleet!

Nicholas gripped the wand tightly, due to the excessive force, his skinny, chicken-claw-like left hand showed bones and veins, and his face was even harder to see.

Surrounding him were all the 3rd rank wizards of the Entom Family.

They were looking at Nicholas with eyes filled with a dignified solemnity, afraid that the family patriarch would do something terrible in anger.

Among the crowd, a strong man wearing golden armor and carrying a giant axe stepped forward and said in a loud voice, "Clan Chief, let me take the White Ghost troops up there and charge for a while! And save the chewing tongues out there from laughing at us for not even having the courage to fight!"

"Tie Hu, you can't implicate your entire family just because of your personal whims." An old-looking, stern-looking middle-aged male witch stepped forward and angrily scolded, "The other party is very powerful, if we send someone to attack, it's likely that we'll attract the enemy's main target to Oak City. Once they give up on Fort Keslin and choose to attack Oak City first, we..."

At this point, the middle-aged wizard's words were interrupted.

Although he did not continue, the meaning of his words was all but obvious.

It was impossible for Oak City under the rule of the Entom Family to withstand the frenzied attack of the Magic Armament Legion. Especially when the opposing team still had tough hands like Worm Witch Billis, Red Dragon Witch Meryl, Demoness Emelia, and Blood Knight Soros in their ranks, the Entom Family's chances of winning were even lower.

And the other side had even abandoned the Entom Family that was so close at hand, choosing to make the long journey to attack Kirthlin Castle. While on the one hand, it was because Freed was the leader of all the resistance forces, on the other hand, there was also an element of looking down on the Entom Family's power.

The Crimson Family's Aelovis region was left with only three floating giant ships and a freshly baked magic weapon puppet dragon, yet such a defensive force was enough to repel all the ambitious families with bad intentions.

The brawny Iron Tiger looked at the hesitant middle-aged male witch and said coldly, "Are we going to lay down our arms and be honest now, so the Crimson Family won't send someone to fight us? You bunch of cowards, since you want to fight them, you can't take any chances. Take advantage of their long journey with no time to spare, take advantage of the fact that they can't stay long with their high speed march, sneak a handful of attacks and hide inside the Witch Tower. It's not like they'll stay here and dry out with us, right?"

Another old wizard, a little older and equally serious looking, was indignant, "We're all cowards, and you're the only one who's a hero, right? If you're capable of leading a team to attack the Crimson Family's nest right now, look at the disparity in power that we've only been able to accumulate for hundreds of years compared to others!"

Immediately, a few more witches joined the argument, and there was an uncontrollable quarrel just above the platform.

The bickering of his subordinates immediately made Nicholas turn livid.

He slammed his wand, and an invisible wave of power rippled out, shoving all the witches to stagger a few steps.

"Shut up, all of you!"

Nicholas looked back around at the crowd, his face as frosty and annoyed as he hissed, "You yourselves almost fought before the enemy hit you! Hmmm..."

"Clan Chief..." the strong man took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something else.

But his words were directly interrupted by Nicholas.

"Alright, stop it! The enemy isn't aiming for us, we don't need to get together on our own." Nicholas looked gloomy and said, "Let's see how clear the battle between them and Freed is before deciding our future course of action. Until then, you all stay honest in the Witch Tower and don't cause any unmanageable trouble. Do you hear me?"

"Yes!" The rest of the sorcerers bowed in unison, their faces all happy.

The burly man muffled a grunt of displeasure, but could only bow and bow in response.

After suppressing the strife within the family, Nicholas turned to look out at the Crimson Fleet once more, and couldn't help but mutter, "It's going to change... the Scattered Tarin is really going to change!"

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Kirthlin Castle.

Inside the Chamber of Sorcery.

The magical water mirror flickered a few times, finally revealing a distant image.

Freed gazed with a solemn face at the slowly emerging sorcerer's virtual image, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Lord Onyek, you must help me this time!"

A moment later, the wizard's shadow in the water mirror completely stabilized, and a man with a young demonic face and a cold, indifferent look presented himself.

He yawned, glanced at Freed, and said coldly, "You know my time is precious, so don't just waste it. If you have something to say, just say it quickly!"

"My lord, I...my family has gotten into a f*cking nuisance, and if you don't lend a hand, we may never see each other again..." don't look at Fred, who was usually a moral man, but he was as good and tame as a wizard's apprentice in front of this lord.

"Oh? You're doing well in the middle of the continent. How did it get to this point?" The young man was slightly startled, "Did the Wizengamot invade en masse?"

"Not the coven, but...but..."

"I'm still thinking about that voodoo experiment of mine...if you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to!" The young man looked cold and stern.

"My lord, I say I say. It wasn't the Sorcerer's Association, the one who invaded my family was a new rising Sorcerer's Clan in the middle of the continent. That chief of their clan is a fire witch, and although he is not yet at the peak of the 4th stage, he already possesses the strength of a super-strong man..." said Freed hurriedly telling the truth.

"Middle of the continent... Fire Witch..." the young man fought his chin and fell into a deep thought. These words linked together, he always felt somehow familiar.

Suddenly, he looked up sharply and drank, "The fire witch you're talking about isn't called Grim, is it?"

This time it was Freed's turn to be greatly surprised.

He really didn't expect that even this 6th Order Grand Sorcerer Onek, who was far outside the domain and originated from the middle of the continent, would know Grim's name.

For no reason at all, a whiff of foreboding floated within Freed!