Age of Adepts

Grim slowly woke up from the bloody nightmare.

Although he wasn't screaming in shock, his face was a little pale.

It couldn't be helped, anyone who soaked in blood in their sleep every day, surrounded by some weeping and wailing twisted souls, couldn't be in a better mood.

Mary, silently guarding the side, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Well, did you find its soul core?"

Grim frowned with a bitter smile and shook his head.

This 'Kathryn' had surprisingly blood-sacrificed all the lives in the castle above the battlefield, then fell into the deepest sleep. If Grim wanted to get a hold of it once and for all, he could only dive into its nightmare frontier to find the soul core that it had hidden away.

Find it, take control of it, and Grim will have one more forbidden life under his belt - the Nightmare Castle Keslin.

According to the chip's estimation, the Kirthlin before the blood sacrifice had the basic battle power of a 4th rank beginner. And after the blood sacrifice, the Keslin would have a 4th rank advanced base combat power. If Grim was willing to equip it with a Super Magic Melting Furnace, then Kirthlin could even be comparable to a super strong to some extent.

Of course, Kirthlin's combat play relied heavily on Nightmare Aura and Nightmare Transformation, and there was still a considerable distance between it and a super-strong person. However, if any super-strong person accidentally fell into Kirthlin's 'Nightmare Frontier', then what awaited him would be one terrifying nightmare after another that would never end!

Devouring so many witches in one blood sacrifice, including that 4th rank advanced Freed, as well as seven 3rd rank witches... this full meal would most likely push Kirthlin to the level of Forbidden Life.

And the potential for the development of Forbidden Life was unpredictable!

By Chip's estimation, a fully grown Nightmare Castle Kathryn after the Blood Sacrifice would have the potential to develop straight up to rank 6. This was already terrifying for most bit creatures.

Therefore, Grim must rush to find its soul core before it completely digested this power. Otherwise, he would forever lose the chance to control this monster. If he forcefully drove a forbidden life, then what awaited Grim would inevitably backfire one day.

If Grim was ever more powerful than Sterling, it might meekly become a slave. But once at a certain moment Grim's power weakened, then Kathryn would definitely launch the most ferocious counterattack.

This was not a guess, but an inevitability!

So, the situation Grim was now facing was to either find the soul core and truly take control of Kirthlin, or rush to destroy it before Kirthlin grew...there was no other way out of this.

"How about...let me try!" Mary bit her teeth and was determined.

To find Kirthlin's soul core, one could only take the initiative to delve into its Nightmare Frontier. Although Kslin had fallen into a deep sleep and was unable to propel the Nightmare Frontier into motion, its instincts alone were enough to pose a great risk to a 4th rank witch.

Even Grim had to be careful every time he broke into the Nightmare Frontier, lest he awakened Kirthlin's budding consciousness. Under such circumstances, it would be a thousand times harder to find that soul core of unknown color, size, and shape.

But considering the possibility of harvesting a future 6th Order Forbidden Life, Grim felt that a little risk and cost was worth it!

So in response to Mary's offer, Grim hesitated for a moment, then with a spread smile and a gentleman's outstretched hand, he said, "How can you leave a beautiful lady to travel alone! I'll keep you company..."

Mary smiled sweetly and stretched out her slender, soft white right hand and placed it in Grim's wide palm.

In the next moment, their spiritual consciousness condensed together, as if they had touched something strange, and in front of their eyes, they appeared in a completely different scene.

It was the moment when the night was low.

This was the entrance of a tall and majestic pale golden castle, and they were stepping on the gray stone square under their feet. A stream of carriages filled with guests and friends drove past and stopped, from which a pair of men and women dressed in gorgeous clothes and full of nobility and elegance walked out.

The men were elegant and deep, refined and refined, while the women were noble and charming, with graceful postures.......

They held hands with each other and stepped into the laughter of the castle in pairs. In front of them, male waiters in tuxedos carrying silver trays, and delicate maids in white maid outfits with rabbit ears, bowed in unison to make way for them.

What was presented before them was a luxurious feast of warblers and swallows, overflowing with an air of extravagant joy. All the guests either gathered together in groups with wine glasses and chatted freely, or walked hand in hand down the dance floor to dance to the elegant and pleasant music, or hid under a dimly lit screen or trellis and whispered.......

Such scenes of feasting were also an essential part of the rituals of aristocratic life!

Mary gently stepped down from the carriage with Grim's assistance, took a look around and calmly said, "This is the grey stone square in front of the castle! It seems that Kathleen's imagination is still a bit poor, only mapping those scenes from reality into the dream world."

Grim smiled lightly, reaching out and gently wrapping his arm around Mary's thin, soft waist, and together they walked with the crowd towards the banquet hall.

"This place is just an unintentional nightmare aura emanating from Kathryn's slumber, not really a nightmare frontier yet, so naturally it's a lot more peaceful." Grim had already been in and out of this dream realm countless times, so naturally, he was much more familiar with it.

At this moment, Mary was dressed in a bright red gauze dress, revealing her tender and fair collarbones, shoulders, pink neck and jade arms. The hem of the dress was not yet below her knees, showing off her round, solid thighs and straight, slim calves.

A pair of clear crystal shoes were worn under her feet.

Grim, on the other hand, was dressed in a black, stiff evening gown, her strong and robust physique tautening the dress and accentuating its perfect figure.

A head of long dark red hair tied behind him, dark eyebrows, black eyes, straight nose, pursed lips, the whole person overflowed with a hint of hard and cool air.

They snuggled closer to the door, looking at the boisterous, bustling banquet hall.

Mary's small hand unknowingly touched Grim's waist, with a strange expression like a smile on her face, indifferently said, "Is this what you call a nightmare? If nightmares are like this, then I'd rather be haunted by nightmares every day...huh?"

Grim shook his head and lost his smile, whispering, "A nightmare world created by forbidden beings, you think it would show itself purely in terror and seduction like other visions? That Kathleen is using the desire to rise up here, to give you a good before breaking that good viciously...don't you dare spit it out when the change happens later!"

Mary smiled coldly, "I'm the famous Blood Queen after all, what kind of terror do you think can scare me? By the way, how many times have you been in and out, any clues?"

As they spoke, the two did not enter the hall, but walked slowly along the path in front of the door to the side of the side hall. The green vine twisted trellis underneath, elegant and secluded, but a different flavor.

And at this time, two young and cute young fawn-like girls chased and ran past from the opposite side, one of the bolder ones even threw a flying kiss at Grim and came running playfully.

"It's the spirit!" Mary's brow furrowed and she couldn't help but whisper.

Grim nodded.

"Everyone who appears in this banquet hall is a soul, including us in our current form. And that Kesrin's soul core is hiding here, waiting to start a killing feast."

"And the entire feast is also roughly divided into two stages, the first stage is the peaceful period, just like now, we can move around freely. And the second stage is the killing period, at that time all the people in the banquet will go into a killing frenzy, and that Kirthlin will use the power of their death to transform into a nightmare monster, it's pretty tough..."

Hearing Grim's comments about that Nightmare Keslin, Mary was also in awe.

Grim was a legendary fire witch with super strength, and if even he found it difficult to deal with, the strength of the other party could be imagined.

But the good thing was that this was just the nightmare space emitted by the fluctuations of the real Kirthlin's thoughts, not the real Nightmare Frontier. Therefore the Keslin that appeared here was just a nightmare projection of its vast spiritual thoughts.

Even if it encountered danger, as long as it escaped from the castle mapped out by its consciousness in time, it would be safe.

Grim was whispering to Mary, explaining the results of his investigations over the past few days, when a dark red light suddenly mapped out inside the hall not far away. Then, the soft music that haunted the entire space changed, and suddenly became eerie.

And inside the hall was even a ho-ho-ho howl of terrifying monsters, which was mixed with the voices of hundreds of men and women screaming in fear....

"The killing phase has begun! Let's not waste any more time, where are you going to search?" The smile on Grim's face drew back, solemn.

Mary swept a glance over her shoulder and said coldly, "I'm third floor!"

Grim didn't talk nonsense and said, "The killing phase is only for fifteen minutes, and after fifteen minutes that Kirthlin's nightmare consciousness can be projected. At that time, you must promptly return to the entrance of the castle. Otherwise... its nightmare consciousness can be at the peak of the 4th stage here!"

Without hesitation, Mary's blood swirled behind her and transformed into two blood-colored bat wings, holding her body up as she slowly rose towards the third floor of the castle.

Grim, on the other hand, turned around and walked towards the hall on the first floor where the wolves were howling.

As he walked, his costume was in the midst of a strange change, and the Fire Coral Witch Staff and the Book of Filth and Darkness even slowly emerged from his hands.

When he arrived at the entrance of the hall and looked inside, it had already become a blood and flesh slaughterhouse, filled with horrifying and terrifying scenes!