Age of Adepts

The battle that took place in the Nightmare Frontier was just a war of ideas.

While the battle was raging and crumbling inside, the outside was still treacherous and calm.

When Mary forcibly first embraced to gain control of the Nightmare Castle Kathryn, Grim's spiritual consciousness was immediately repelled by a huge force and driven out of the Nightmare Frontier.

Still within the chamber of that Nightmare Castle, Grim and Mary opened their eyes one after the other.

Grim's brow was furrowed, but Mary was beaming with joy.

"It worked?" Grim knew it was somewhat redundant before a single sentence was asked.

There was no need to even ask, no need to look at Mary's overflowing pride that was about to explode, just by the strange resonance that was suddenly born between the other person's soul and this Nightmare Castle, one could know the outcome.

Yes, the moment she withdrew from the Nightmare Frontier, Mary's soul was connected to the Nightmare Castle beneath her. In the flow of silky blood energy, this strange creation that was both alchemical life and flesh and blood life, curled up under Mary's blood authority, as docile and good as a puppy.

The force field suppression that had been lingering over Grim and Mary also instantly dissipated.

Inside the castle, the powerful blood energy replaced the past life energy and became the source of power for the Nightmare Castle to maintain its massive form and energy system.

"Give that energy jewel back to Kathryn, will you? Otherwise it would only be able to limit its home field advantage to the inside of the castle. With the Energy Jewel, the Nightmare Frontier can expand at least a thousand meters away, and at that time, within 3 miles of the Nightmare Castle will be the home ground of Keslin!" Mary couldn't wait to ask about it.

Although the energy jewel was on her person, she had to respect Grim's opinion on how to use it.

"It's your pet, make up your mind!" Grim sprinkled a smile on his face, and his words agreed with Mary's opinion sideways.

Mary joyfully pulled out the energy pearl from her bosom, and a stream of blood energy immediately lingered at her side, transforming into a red pillar with a groove at the top. As soon as Mary placed the pearl on it, the red pillar immediately shrank into the floor.

A moment later, the Nightmare Castle's blood soared, and layers of energy fields overflowed from the castle's core, pushing out elements and energies that didn't belong to them at every turn. Almost instantly, the cascading, dense energy fields wrapped the Nightmare Castle back up, making it the home of the new life Kirthlin once again.

Grim reckoned that after being controlled by Mary, Kirthlin possessed an advanced 4th stage strength, and had yet to reach the level of a forbidden life. The Freed whose blood was sacrificed by it had also become a 4th rank undead soul bound by the Nightmare Castle, only to fall to 4th rank beginner strength.

"How's that, how did taking control of the Keslin help you?" Due to the existence of the energy field, even Grim had difficulty intuitively and clearly detecting the detailed information about Kirthlin, and could only vaguely ask Mary about it.

"It's nothing, just an extra 4th rank senior henchman!" Mary smiled with a smug look on her face, "But if we put the battlefield on Kirthlin's home turf, I'd have the confidence to fight you superpowers!"

That's when the combined power of the two can reach the peak of the 4th rank!

Unfortunately, the Nightmare Castle that Kathryn incarnated was too bad at moving, so Mary could only act as a defensive superpower. Although it was somewhat less than perfect, Grim still nodded his head in satisfaction.

This was how the Crimson Family's foundation was truly solid!

Previously, the Scattered Earth Tallinn had already been dropped with a shock bomb due to the appearance of Grim, a pseudo-superpower, and the waves that had been created still hadn't stopped. In addition to the interior of the Scattered Earth Tallinn, the surrounding region's conspiratorial calculations, explicit or implicit, had also pressed in like an overwhelming mountain.

This time, the Crimson Family was as if it had to struggle forward no matter what.

If they couldn't survive this threshold, the Crimson Family would only be left to fall apart under the devastation of the stormy waves. Grim, as a 4th stage wizard, may be able to be spared, but the other members of the Crimson family can hardly continue to be based in the middle of the continent.

Now, Mary's strength had also increased by leaps and bounds due to her control of Kathryn. In a certain aspect, she could even compete with superpowers.

For the Crimson Family, which was in the middle of a storm, this was undoubtedly a needle in the haystack!

There was no need to fight, no need to bluff, just a little bit of air leaking out, invariably it would scare off those ambitious families with ill intentions, it would also make the enemies in the shadows not dare to act rashly with their scruples, and it would save the Crimson Family countless troubles.

It was because he saw this problem extremely well that Grim suddenly unfurled a smile.

"Then as a congratulatory gift for your acquisition of the Nightmare Castle, let's hold a banquet here! Anyway, there are quite a number of family representatives who come here these days, so we just happened to meet them all together..."

"Well, it's a lie to hold a banquet, but I think you want to scare and frighten the messengers! Okay, let's set the time for tomorrow night, and I'll surprise you then!" Mary snorted, clearly seeing through Grim's handiwork.

The two smiled at each other, a look of great anticipation appearing on their faces.

...........

Day Two.

After nightfall.

All the emissaries of all the waiting families received the notice from the Crimson Family and began to arrive at this Keslin Castle one after another.

A few days of spending time together had given the crowd a new understanding of this Keslin Castle.

Apparently, a blood sacrifice had just taken place inside the castle not long ago, and due to the terrifying number and quality of the witches involved, the entire castle and beyond were shrouded by unscattered grievances and the pungent smell of blood.

But this time, when they arrived at the castle's heel on various mounts, they immediately noticed a different scent than before.

The grievous souls were swept away, and even the bloody aura was much thinner, transforming into a faint mist similar to blood energy.

And it was no one else who greeted them in front of the castle gate, but the many bloods under that Blood Queen. The men were elegant, the women were handsome, and they all wore gorgeous clothes and had elegant and noble postures, taking care of the entire banquet in an orderly and well-organized manner.

In addition to the many high-ranking blood clans, the Crimson Family's top executives were also gathered here.

Just appearing were Red Dragon Sorceress Meryl, Demonic Female Emelia, Emerald Beauty Dragon Aretina, Worm Witch Billis, Goblin Great Sage Cappy, Split Brain Sock, Goblin Sorcerer Rock, Demonic Goblin Leader Gunga.......

And after so many years of toughening and settling, most of these Crimson 'old men' who had followed Grim for hundreds of years had also reached Level 3. As for those guys who couldn't keep up with Crimson's footsteps, they were either gradually eliminated, or had already passed away when their life span boiled over... in short, those guys would never appear in such an occasion again!

However, none of this was surprising, but what really caused the visitors to feel uneasy and suspicious was the waiters moving around the banquet hall.

The messengers who were able to attend the Crimson Banquet were none of the easy ones, at least a 2nd ranked sorcerer.

Those big families might only send one master sorcerer to act as a messenger, and he or she would not be lower than 3rd rank. Most of the small and medium-sized clans might only have one or two second-rank sorcerers in their entire clan, so the head of the clan would have to act as a messenger and come here in a hurry.

As a middle to high ranked shaman, he had seen countless shaman banquets, but the Crimson Clan was the only one that used the spirits of high ranked spirits as waiters.

I saw that in the banquet venue, holding a silver tray, shuttling to and fro among the crowd of waitresses was not human or blood, but a gorgeous, voluptuous and beautiful beauty humanoid - Dream Demon.

Dream Demon, also known as Night Demon, is a strange monster with a fiery appearance, wings and a tail. Their greatest ability is their ability to absorb the energy of intelligent beings through dreams.

Therefore, in many witchcraft books, they are taken from the strange monsters and undead, and classified as supernatural creatures. But no matter how they were classified, they were clearly not legitimate intelligent beings, but instead were extremely dangerous and terrifying creatures.

However, the fact that the Crimson Family was able to tame the Dream Demons and have them serve many witches was a clear demonstration of its profound knowledge in this area.

These Dream Demons could be 2nd stage terrifying spirits, and when placed within those small sorcerer families, they were terrifying demons that could easily wipe out their doors. But here, they were just humble servants and lackeys, serving the witches present with all their heart and soul.

It was just that as these dream demons moved through the crowd, the ordinary 2nd ranked witches were showing signs of shaking hearts and unstable jingles. They could only secretly give themselves some sorcery protection, and then cautiously stay away from these dream demons.

While the 2nd rank witches were still exclaiming just these insignificant things, those 3rd rank witches were much deeper and more direct than their feelings!

The best of the 3rd rank sorcerers were already qualified to conduct some research on the Laws. Although they were still unable to touch and control the laws, they were able to simulate the effects of class laws using some sorcery.

Thus, while the rank 2 witches were fussing over the Dream Demon Maid, these rank 3 witches were motionlessly surveying the Kesling Castle in front of them.

Strange, bizarre, strange....

For some reason, unlike the feeling of the previous few days, this Keslin Castle in front of them seemed to have undergone some bizarre changes. The vaguely permeating scent seemed completely unfamiliar, causing them to be a bit uncertain as well.

Was their own perception wrong, or was there really something odd about this Kirthlin Fortress?

However, just as they were wondering about this, the protagonist of today's banquet, Mary, the Queen of Fresh Blood, appeared in front of everyone wearing a gorgeous red dress and stepping on a creaking staircase.

And as soon as she appeared, the looks on the faces of the crowd changed from suspicion to shock, unable to hide it anymore.

This... how was it possible?