Age of Adepts

Woohoo....

Looking up, the entire sky was filled with a terrifying fiery meteor that smashed down from a scorching fire.

This attack was even swifter and more wildly rushing than the last one.

But somehow, Gloria couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and her wildly beating heart slowly calmed down again.

Fortunately...fortunately...that fire witch seemed to only be able to condense that tiny bit of flame rule. If he could also mix in a hint of the indestructible rule for such a wide and powerful fire sorcery, then Gloria would definitely turn around and run without saying a word.

She didn't want to be burned to the ground and come out again to embarrass herself.

Although she was extremely arrogant, she wasn't so arrogant that she dared to confront the power of the rules head on!

Under the terrifying rain of fire meteor bombardment, Gloria fast cruising flash, hands clenched fist is a chain of attacks, with a group of equally fierce **** to the sudden fall of the fire meteor blast.

As for the lava fire rain and scorching flame streams, they were all forced by the purple light outside of Gloria's body to ten meters away, and could not touch her body at all.

Compared to Mary's extraordinary agility, Gloria had clearly raised her physique and strength to some sort of limit, and every move was imbued with an indestructible and terrifying power.

If Grim was using 'indestructible' as the core of his flame rules, then the core of Gloria's berserk greatness was 'indestructible'! And she had clearly incorporated this belief into her battle techniques, each punch and kick carrying with it that indestructible, indestructible, all things can be destroyed, violent belief.

It was just that although her strength was strong, she still had not reached the point where her belief and battle technique were one. It was just borrowing a bit of the skin of belief to add a bit of power to her battle technique.

However, it was the incorporation of this hint of belief that had already allowed her to surpass the flow of Severus and become the second-ranked super-strongest person in the Sorcerer's Association.

As for Grim, although his comprehension and grasp of the rules was a little bit higher than Gloria's, but in overall comparison, his accumulation and heritage was still not as deep as the other's.

It was with a profound grasp of this point that Gloria swiftly attacked, using rapid cruising and blitzes to weave in and out of Grim's violent and unparalleled flame sorcery. Once she caught the opportunity, rushing to the side of the molten fire giant was a furious iron fist.

And every time that happened, it was time for Grim to flee in disarray!

It couldn't be helped, although the Molten Fire Giant he transformed into was incredibly powerful in its attacks, it couldn't really mention its defense.

It was really unexpected that the opponent's seemingly watery skin and delicate and delicate fists could explode with such terrifying power.

If Grim hadn't been able to gather and disperse invisibly after his body was energized, and dodge the opponent's intense and vicious iron fist, he would have been beaten into scrap metal even if he had been transformed into a steel giant.

On the other hand, Grim also performed valiantly in front of this extremely tough and super strong person. That berserk fireball, that terrifying fire cloud, that stream of scorching flames... it was like suddenly plunging into an apocalyptic world, and Grim had almost turned the entire battlefield into a world of molten fire.

And in this, Grim also from time to time urged the terrifyingly terrifying rule flames to blast at the other side mixed with the dense flame sorcery inside. If Gloria was as insensitive as the other 4th stage sorcerers, once she was hit by this kind of 'indestructible flame', she would probably end up with a burning body and a heart that wouldn't retreat.

Every now and then, Grim's 'Indestructible Flame' would also collide with Gloria's 'Indestructible'. Once the top power of the two different systems met, that collision that occurred at the rules level triggered a continuous vibration and ripple of the laws of the bit plane.

This kind of law fluctuation rippled, extended and spread in all directions through the world's rule system, and almost instantly the aftershocks spread to every corner of the world.

In the middle of nowhere, every living thing that lived in the Wizard World was vaguely aware of the world's agitation. However, they are confined to the level of consciousness and life, they are only dazed and terrified, but they do not know where their fear comes from.

Only those who had reached the ultimate level of power, enough to reach the level of laws and rules, could clearly perceive every single tremor transmitted by the world's rule system. Regardless of where they were and what they were doing, they would leave their work at hand, turn around, look out over the direction of the rule tremors, and silently focus on the final outcome of the battle of the world's top powerhouses!

....................

The Sorcerer's Guild, looking out over the tower.

That Domnall, wand in hand, hurried to the topmost floor of the tower, venting his anger at that Mastan.

"This is the power of the rules! It's the power of rules! You pig...I asked you to supervise that Grim...how exactly did you perform your duties? Why did he... why did he suddenly master rule power? Why didn't you investigate such an important piece of information?"

A cork couch, wrapped up like a dumpling, Mastan was grabbed by Domnall and shaken furiously. Domnall's hawkish nose was almost poking Mastan in the face, and his angry spittle was spraying the other man's face.

Compared to Domnall's anger, Mastan was also filled with dismay and amazement. He immediately yelled back with the same loud voice.

"How the fuck can I be blamed for this? It's not like you don't know what that fire witch is standing behind...the Fate Witch...he's got a whole row of Fate Witches standing behind him, and a damn Fate Daughter to add to it. Do you know how hard I have to fight these bastards every day? I've lost another thirty years of my life...thirty years...a whole thirty years! Is this something you can compensate for?"

Hearing Mastan's roar, Domnall finally regained a bit of his sanity and loosened the other's neck collar, still with a hint of indignation on his face, but his tone was much calmer.

"Even so, not detecting ahead of time that the fire witch had already mastered the power of the rules was a dereliction of your duty! Well, you don't need to explain, your missing life, the association will arrange a sorcery ritual to make it up to you as soon as possible. However..."

At this point Domnall paused, pulling out a dry cloth and gently wiping his tortoiseshell glasses, the black and blue puffy bags under his eyes looked even more piercing: "I want you to keep an eye on that Grim from now on, not miss a thing and find out his every move every day. What resources and materials you need, the association is open to supplying you... but if you dare to say you can't do it again..."

The following threatening words Domnall did not exit, but the cold gaze and cold expression said it all.

Mastan shivered in agitation, finally hanging his head and losing the courage to argue on the basis of reason, and said, "Alright then! I need the Void Stone, Queen Raziel's Tesseract, Mjolnir Blood, and thirty girls between the ages of five and seven..."

Looking at Domnall's unwavering gaze, Mastan hissed, "Wanting these girls isn't something I want to do absurdly, it's the minimum requirement of the blood sacrifice. It's impossible to break through that Alice's fate ban without the power of the blood sacrifice..."

After a moment of off-handed thought, Domnall finally nodded silently, but before he left, he spoke again with a warning, "Mastan, restrain your behavior! I know you've paid a lot to prophesy for the Association. But you also have to think clearly, with your qualifications, without the Association's funding, you'd be a pile of mud and wouldn't be able to climb to your current position and height."

"Having enjoyed the Association's offerings, you'll have to make sacrifices at critical moments. Otherwise, the position of the Association's chief prophet will have to be replaced... Don't you forget that there are still many alternate prophets under me who are coveting your current position..."

"They can look forward to contributing their strength and their lives to the association!"

Lightly throwing down a paragraph, Domnall turned around and left the topmost floor, leaving only the dumbfounded and unsightly Mastan inside the vast space.

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Silver Alliance, Silver Hall.

The lone Alliance Speaker Salvini, who was silently reviewing a document on his desk, stopped his work at hand and looked up abruptly to perceive the vibrations and ripples from the rule level.

While he was frowning in thought, the door of the room was knocked on by someone, and then Alliance Deputy Speaker Meloni hurriedly barged in.

"Lord Speaker, you perceived it, didn't you? The power of the rules... it's the power of the rules!" That Meloni was clearly a bit manic, walking around angrily while waving his arms nervously.

"Alright, stop the racket! I already know that..." and Salvini bowed his head again and began to review the papers once more.

"My Lord Chancellor, that's rule power! What do we do now that the central battle has risen to the level of rules? Gotta come up with a solution..."

"Approach? Take out a solution for what?"

"Show us what we're made of! That Legendary Fire Witch Grim had already touched the power of the rules, which meant that his path to the 5th rank was already clear. With his youth and his abilities, he would have no problem advancing to the 5th rank. For such a future Grand Sorcerer, our Silver Alliance has to come up with a solution! If we really can't come up with a solution, it's fine to come up with an attitude...it's either make peace or fight or talk...what kind of attitude should we face each other with later?"

"You're overthinking it! A mere central wizard who touched the rule power through some unknown means, there's no need to make a fuss. In my opinion, we don't need to run the so-called relationship, the other side will lean on us!"

Meloni's eyes lit up at that and agreed, "Not bad, not bad... The Association is at war with it, and they will definitely be at odds in the future. Then it's inevitable that that fire witch would want to gain a foothold in the middle and come to get on good terms with us. But, what if he chooses to join the Northlands side?"

"Hmph, I think your head is burnt out from the motor oil. Northland...what kind of guts and bravado does the Northland side have to accept a powerful wizard who touches the rules of fire at the 4th intermediate level, and a male witch at that..."

At this point, this Alliance Speaker couldn't help but snicker hehehe.

And that Deputy Speaker apparently also understood and smiled similarly on his face.

The power of rules... I really can't believe that someone else has mastered the power of rules! Ahem....