Age of Adepts

The more Grim thought about it, the angrier he became.

But he didn't bow his head and reflect, if he hadn't pushed so hard, how could Fried have been able to show off such a crushing, bottom-of-the-barrel killer weapon.

Fried himself was no more than a 4th rank mid-level, and as his life expectancy approached, his strength was already showing signs of weakening rather than rising. And the forced merging of Keslinburg was not entirely costless, and its cost was so great that even Fried had to think about it repeatedly.

After the revitalization of Kirthlin Castle, its power source was provided by a magic source somewhere underground, unable to leave the five-mile radius of this earth node. Moreover, every time Freed forcefully merged Keslin Castle, he had to pay the price of a hundred years of life.

Such a price, to be honest, Fried really couldn't pay!

He was now seven or eight hundred years old and had less than two hundred years of life remaining. If he were to deplete another hundred years, it would mean that he would soon be at the end of his life.

It was precisely this many concerns that had made Fried, despite having researched this method of pushing his strength up to the peak level of the 4th rank, never dared to actually try it.

Even this time when the Crimson Fleet hit the land of origin of the Entom Family, Freed still expected to be able to beat back the opponent with the Activation Castle without having to force himself to merge with the Kesling Castle. He really didn't want to make such a desperate move until he was forced to.

Seemingly seeing Freed's dilemma, Grim's hands were overflowing with red, his lips moved lightly, and he silently passed out a few words.

Soon, that clanking forward magic puppet dragon below the Crimson Fleet clanked and accelerated its travel speed, overtaking the magic armament battle group and rushing towards the Keslin Castle that had been activated into a giant life form with great strides.

And it wasn't the only 4th rank creature on the field.

In the sky, a resonant dragon roar sounded.

On the edge of a floating giant ship, the smooth and perfect body of the 4th-ranked Thunder Lord, Ames, was revealed. It opened its mouth and let out a dragon roar, spreading its mighty dragon power over the entire world, before fiercely flapping its dragon wings and swooping down from the giant ship at high speed.

A Tier 4 War Demon Armament plus a Tier 4 Giant Dragon Lord....

In the middle of the towering Kirthlin Castle, the old-faced, rickety-looking Freed was sitting on top of a tall stone chair, his hands together with the strange crystals embedded on the left and right armrests, in order to control this huge and extremely gigantic life form.

Looking at a powerful opponent that was rumbling from the ground and a powerful opponent that was swooping down at high speed from high above, the color of Fried's face slowly faded, and he looked down at a rune crystal hanging on his chest and gritted his teeth for a long while before making up his mind.

Eventually, he gave up on the urge to merge, grabbed the two center crystals, and began to fight back violently.

At this time, Keslingborg was like a huge beast that roared, and its two extremely strong stone legs slammed into place, raising a row of thick stone pillars in the path of the Demonic Puppet Dragon's charge, temporarily blocking the opponent.

And it took advantage of this to wholeheartedly defend itself against the 4th rank dragon that was diving at high speed.

The revitalized Keslinburg was a full kilometer in size, and the full spread of the head and tail of the Level 4 Thunder Lord Ames was only 35 meters. However, Freed was on full alert and looked as if he was facing a great enemy.

There was no other reason, only strength!

The revitalized Keslingberg was super huge and incredibly high in strength though. Such a gigantic creature was naturally as unstoppable and destructive as a god when dealing with low and middle-ranked creatures. But once it faced an opponent of the same level of strength, it would find a way in because it couldn't move properly.

Keslin Castle was powerful, but it was useless if you couldn't hit the enemy!

Under Freed's control, the hideous beast-like Keslinburg Woodlands stood up, its two thick giant legs fiercely sweeping over like an inverted mountain peak. Although its movements were slow and sluggish, its huge size and fierce strength made it carry an irresistible and wild hurricane with every move it made.

Ordinary magical creatures, not to mention being hit by the giant leg, would probably be crushed instantly if they were swept up by the edge of the violent hurricane.

And at this point, it would also reflect the terrifying power of a top-tier predator like a 4th stage dragon!

Stage 4 Thunder Lord Ames's figure was like a blue lightning bolt that dodged between the two giant peaks, the violent thunder that spread around his body transforming into an electric dancing silver snake that jumped and flashed between the rock bodies of the giant peaks.

With each burst of power, tons of rubble and gravel could be split off from the rock pillars.

Throughout the upper half of the hideous beast's body, the clattering rain of rocks almost never paused.

A kilometer-large Predacons, a thirty-five meter-long blue dragon, the disparity in size between the two sides was so great that from afar it looked like a mastiff dog chasing and biting a dragonfly. Obviously, the Predacons had the absolute advantage in every aspect, but after a fight, the one who suffered was the one whose size was superior, Keslingborg.

Chapter Four.

The two sides just fought fiercely.

The Dragon's Exhale was swift and concentrated, and its power was medium to high even within most 4th level magical creatures.

Being blasted by the 4th Order Brontosaurus flying in a blinding circle along its body and showering it with a terrifying lightning dragon's breath, even the steel rock that Keslingborg had condensed turned red, heated, and then softened into flowing liquid lava under the extreme power bombardment, peeling off from the top of Keslingborg's massive body.

With just one long and fierce Dragon's Breath, Keslinburg was successfully slimmed down by the other side. Even though it was almost imperceptible to lose that much weight on a nearly kilometer body, it was still so painful to Fried who controlled Kesling Castle.

Thus, the hideous beast pounced and bit even more ferociously and violently!

However at this moment, the Demonic Armament Puppet Dragon that was clanking all the way to the edge of the battlefield had already crashed through a dozen stone pillars that were blocking the way. The two terrifying magic energy cannons on its back fired in succession, and a hot red fireball struck the hideous beast's body, exploding into a large cloud of fireworks.

Tons of rubble rocks were pouring down like a mudslide, and the terrifying scene was mind-blowing.

Encountering the opponent's up and down attack, the hideous beast's body turned, abandoning the dragon and fiercely pouncing on the Demonic Armament Puppet Dragon. The Demonic Armor Puppet Dragon, which was previously unrelentingly forward, was also shockingly retreating without a fight as it quickly fled outward, washing the opponent's body with intense artillery fire.

The large, hideous beast stopped only a short distance after the chase and turned to pounce back, seemingly not daring to move away from the giant pit that had crawled out.

Seeing this, the Crimson Family's sorcerer naturally figured out that the giant pit must be hiding the other side's unwanted secrets. So a number of floating giant ships began to slowly move forward and joined the siege of Keslin Castle with their magic giant cannons.

A powerful beam of light imbued with terrifying energy, a spiked and pouncing magic energy missile, a piece of swift sorcery that was brilliant as a firework... in almost no time at all, the hideous beast's massive stone body was submerged.

Inside the hideous beast's high raised head, one by one, the Entom Family sorcerers hiding in the Kirthlin Castle gnashed their teeth and fought back with sorcery.

Brilliantly ferocious sorceries wove in mid-air, exchanging terrible damage with each other.

With such a terrifying battlefield, those low-level wizard troops couldn't get involved at all, and could only be squeezed into the ten miles away to hang out with the Magic Armament Warband. Only those guys with sturdy protective shields or high level strength were qualified to step into the main battlefield and join the siege of the fallen dogs.

For a time, the entire battlefield was ablaze and shrieking, and everywhere was filled with the terrifying shockwaves formed after the Elemental Sorcery burst.

Struggling to fight for as long as half an hour, he was teased by many enemies and did not obtain even a single enough trophy. Freed, who was controlling the Kesling Castle, was furious, and looking at a vicious enemy with a fierce heart, he finally made a decision.

He Woodland plunged his left hand into his chest, hissing and pulling a large gash open, but strangely no blood spurted out of the wound at all.

Freed gritted his teeth and grabbed the rune crystal and plunged it into his heart.

"The Forbidden Art, Life Bonding..."

As Freed hissed out this sorcery spell, the magical runes and lines on top of the rune crystal inserted into the heart lit up one after another, outlining an unusually complex and mysterious sorcery formation.

And the moment the witch array completely lit up, Fried shivered violently, and his entire body and face aged much faster than the naked eye could see. The exposed skin was instantly covered with wrinkles and huge mildew spots, and was as dry as a tree branch in winter.

However, with the communication of the Strange Rune Crystal, there was no longer any blockage between him and the massive mountainous Kesling Castle, and their consciousness and breath blended with each other, no longer distinguishing between you and me.

Kirthlinburg suddenly stiffened.

The hideous behemoth protected the Keslin Fortress under its arms, motionless and silent as it endured the stormy baptism of swift dragon's breath, magical giant cannons, and beads of fire.

Tons and tons of broken rocks peeled off and crumbled, stacking into a rising hill beneath the hideous beast.

But the Kesling Castle seemed to have revitalized once again, but it slowly sank into the inside of the hideous beast's stony body and disappeared without a trace.

In the next moment, the hideous beast fiercely resurrected!

It uprighted itself into a topped-out human form.

The rocks covering its body were fracturing and writhing and congealing together, gradually outlining a human-like head, body and limbs. And with the continuous waving and twisting of these rock blocks, its movements were first jerky and clumsy, then more and more skilful and swift.

The powerful breath of power rising from its body was even more violent, thick and astringent, making it difficult to rise up to the idea of fighting against it.

The peak of the 4th stage!

At this moment, the revitalized Keslinburg finally possessed the pinnacle of 4th stage super strength!