Age of Adepts

Anyone who could appear here today could be considered an ally of the Crimson Family.

The fact that Declan, Clara and Alfred had come together had undoubtedly given the Crimson family a great deal of face. So Grim and Mary is also a generous invitation, the five of them will step into the Nightmare Castle to begin tonight's feast.

However, before they could leave, they were all stunned and looked away again.

Unexpectedly, there were still guests arriving.

A crystal airship resembling a devil fish flew out of the darkness and hovered over the grey stone square of the Nightmare Castle. Immediately two bizarre figures with disparate heights appeared in front of everyone and slowly floated down above the ground.

"It's Tatas and Monali, they're both members of the Silver Alliance Council. Especially that Tatas, don't underestimate that he's just a half-breed dwarf, but his uncle is one of the few super-strong people in the Alliance..." the Clara Witch clearly knew these two newcomers, and hurriedly sent a message to Grim and Mary to briefly introduce them.

The two 4th rank....

Grim couldn't help but feel an abruptness in his heart.

Even if the Silver Alliance paid any attention to the middle of the continent, stationing a 4th rank here was already a statement of attitude. If the Silver Alliance didn't have the intention of coveting the Scattered Earth Tallinn, Grim wouldn't believe it to death.

Moreover, from the hidden information received from Alice, Freed had been in contact with a large wizard organization some time ago. Although the words were not clear, but from the analysis of the current situation, it was most likely that Fried chose to contact the Silver Alliance.

And now, the Crimson Family had just defeated the Entom Family, and two 4th rank wizards from the Silver Alliance had popped up. To say that there wasn't anything fishy in it, exactly the devil wouldn't believe it.

Silently speculating in his mind, Grim, as the Crimson Family Master, it was naturally his duty to entertain his guests.

With a gentle smile on his face, Grim spread out his hands and took a step forward.

"Welcome, welcome! All those who can come to the Nightmare Castle tonight will be friends of our Crimson Family. Since the two distinguished guests have arrived, why don't you go in and have a little chat!"

Tatas was a short, half-breed dwarf of less than a meter and a half tall, with some overly long robes trailing behind him, looking somewhat nasty and cunning. The other Monari was also of foreign origin, with a male body but an eagle's head on his neck.

The former was a magician and the latter was a puppeteer.

The Puppeteer possessed an incredibly powerful battle armor that could be worn like armor over his body, and then fight his enemies. The Puppet Master, on the other hand, specialized in puppet manipulation and always carried a good number of battle puppets with him.

And these two professions were also the most employed combat ranks within the Silver Alliance!

In response to Grim's generous offer, Tatas was the first to speak up with a glare of green eyes.

"We were supposed to meet that Freed on this trip. I didn't think you'd be quick enough to take care of him first. Then we'll have to come to you..."

The other Monali was obviously much more calm and competent than Tartarus, and said calmly in an accent with a heavy foreign accent, "We have heard quite a bit about what His Excellency Grim has been doing during this period of time. To be honest, as far as I am concerned, I still have great admiration for His Excellency. However, since His Excellency has defeated Freed, there are some issues that require an explanation from His Excellency..."

The two were worthy of being members of the council from the Silver Alliance, and even in the middle of the continent, the arrogance and arrogance in their words were unmasked.

"A guest from afar, there is no reason to speak outside the door! It's a good idea to sit down and talk about these issues...please!" Grim's pupils flickered coldly in the depths of his eyes, enthusiastically leading the few people to step into the Nightmare Castle.

As soon as they stepped into the castle, not to mention Tatas and Monali, who had come from afar, even Alfred, Clara and Declan, who were central sorcerers, all turned slightly pale.

Without it, this ancient castle possessed a surprisingly powerful force field protection.

Stepping into this, the spiritual perceptions of the several witches who were always exploring the surrounding area were even pressed back into their bodies. Here, all outward spiritual energy was cut off, and all sorcery investigation methods were forbidden. They were reborn, becoming mortals who could only see, hear and smell with their eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Without spiritual perception, it meant that they couldn't see everything at a glance like before. Without spiritual perception, if something bad happened around them, they would lose the psychological advantage of foresight.

This dreadful situation of having a double vision made everyone a little apprehensive.

After all, as 4th rank witches, they had never entrusted their lives to a stranger before!

Tatas and Monali looked at each other in horror, a glimmer of realization rising in their eyes.

This seems to be the home of that Mary Queen of Blood!

If they fought here, their two spiritual perceptions were suppressed to an extremely low level, while the other enjoyed the power of home field plus. The waning of battle power brought about by this addition and subtraction was terrifying.

To be honest, before coming here, the only person within the entire Crimson Family who could be seen by them was that legendary Fire Witch Grim. As for the rest of the people, they were all nothing more than just ordinary people!

But today, as soon as they abruptly stepped into Mary's home turf, the two Silver Alliance Councillors suddenly turned extremely ugly, and for the first time began to worry about this mission.

Only after several rank 4 witches entered the third floor of the Nightmare Castle hand in hand, did the attending witches, who had been suppressed for a long time, breathe a sigh of relief and began to gather together to talk in low voices.

A gathering of seven 4th Order Sorcerers was definitely a rare event in the middle of the continent!

And their gathering together was a clear sign that something big was going to happen in the middle of the continent.

What is it?

A fourth coven shows up...or is it something else?

The reason why so many family emissaries have gathered here is to take stock of the situation and take the most advantageous position in this great change in the central region. What will they talk about now that the makers of the hour have gathered together? Will the negotiations go well?

All of these questions concern their hearts....

However, unfortunately, they were numerous though, and there were many emissaries from certain large wizard families among them. But here, they could only wait patiently for those really big bosses to deliberate a result before releasing the news.

...........

The talks inside the Ancient Castle of Nightmares had begun.

When the seven sorcerers took their seats on the third floor, an unusually stealthy giant eagle was circling silently in the dark night sky outside the castle.

The eagle's size was unusually large, six or seven times the size of an ordinary mountain eagle.

Its plumage was soft and tough, and its surface shone with a metallic-like luster. The scarlet pupils of its eyes swept unceasingly beneath it, its eyeballs shining with the unique spiritual light of intelligent creatures.

Seeing that the few people it was tracking had already entered the castle, and the situation inside was impossible to peek into due to the interference of the powerful force field, the giant eagle couldn't help but let out a long cry, a pair of huge wings flapped, and turned around and flew quickly towards the southwest.

And in the midst of the flapping of its wings, a shed plumage was riding the slightly icy night breeze, drifting in a lingering circling above the sky.

It was, after all, just a mortal object, and it didn't have any magical aura on it, so it didn't attract the attention of the many witches below at all.

Finally, it drifted down into the sky and landed on a small mound five miles to the west of the castle.

And the moment the plume was about to land, a bizarre figure in a strange robe appeared out of nowhere and gently squeezed it.

It was a middle-aged man with a firm and steady face, who wore a badge engraved with a scroll and a quill on his chest robe, while the magic mark of a strange eye was also painted on the center of his forehead.

He twirled the plume lightly and placed it on his nose to sniff it, and a strange message that only a scroll scholar could decipher then flowed into his mind.

Central Gathering...Forbidden Life...Enter the Fortress to explore....

It was a probing mission from the Tower Lord himself, requiring him to immediately infiltrate that castle and find out about the secret agreement made by several sorcerers. And in the meantime, there was also a need to find out the news of that forbidden life in passing.

The scroll scholars had never adhered to the basic rule of not entering the world, not interfering, not explaining. They were merely servants of fate, like eyes independent of the entire human community, responsible for observing and recording all the great events that took place in the wizarding world without being involved in them.

It was precisely because of such a guideline of theirs that the profession of Scroll Scholar was not suppressed by other wizarding organizations.

However, that didn't mean that those high-ranking witches would like them!

Nobody likes the fact that while they're doing something, there's a bunch of bores lurking somewhere in the shadows with a quill pen secretly in their hands, recording their every move. Even if they're harmless, they're still extremely unhappy inside!

The infiltration mission into the castle received this time was clearly even more overdone.

Secret protocols and forbidden lives, either of these two were deep secrets of the Crimson Family, and would never be easily leaked out. And yet the tower master wanted him to sneak inside and figure it out....

Knowing that the task of this trip was extremely difficult, yet this scroll scholar did not have the slightest intention of flinching on his face. He finished reading the message on the plume, waved it lightly, and the plume burst into flames.

And when the plume burned out, the robe on this Scroll Scholar's body shook, and his entire body disappeared into the air as if invisible.

There was no sorcery fluctuation, no life breath leaked out, and a completely transparent and strange human form in the void seemed to be running towards the ancient castle in the distance as quickly as a ghost.

Five miles...four miles...three miles....

Just stepped into the three-mile area of the castle, the transparent humanoid Ug slowed down its pace, sensing the force field ripples floating in front of the body, and began to walk like a maze in the left and right through and in and out of it.