Age of Adepts

Don't look at the Imps as inconspicuous, but they're quite strong when it comes to their strength!

After all, if one really wanted to compare them horizontally, then the Imp's position in the Abyssal Plane would be equivalent to the barefoot farmers of the Witch World.

With the eyes of the witches, they could naturally see that one little demon could easily slaughter a dozen or more barefoot farmers. And the battle power it possessed was already enough to compare to a mid-level Sorcerer Apprentice.

And although there were quite a few Sorcerer Apprentices in the Sorcerer World, they couldn't reach the point where Imps were everywhere in the Abyssal Plane.

Thus, in terms of power level alone, the Abyssal World was far above the Sorcerer's World!

Such strength was not only reflected in the individual battle power of the basic units, but could be said to have permeated every aspect of the entire civilization system.

Thus, in the face of the powerful invasion of several 5th and 6th rank demonic lords in the Abyssal Plane, the Ardennes Family's Andrews had to issue a request for reinforcements, calling on all central sorcerers to join him in resisting the demonic invasion.

Apart from a few 4th rank from the Crimson Family, most of the 13 4th rank wizards in the middle of the continent had already arrived. They were inside the Alden Family's headquarters witch tower, silently observing the situation there in the Great Spatial Rift, with an inexplicable feeling of happiness and relief.

Fortunately, the Great Spatial Rift was located in the Ardennes' territory, but if they had been in their own territory, they would have been just as worried as Andrews was about these demons.

Beat them back?

Honestly, before coming here, all the 4th rank witches might have had the idea of gathering the entire central part of the country to beat these ungrateful Abyssal demons back to their hometown. But after coming here and seeing the real situation, they had to suppress their expectations and just hoped that they could confine this group of demons to the vicinity of the Great Spatial Rift and not flood into other territories.

And what made them change their minds about not recognizing it was the terrifying number and terrifying strength of this group of Abyssal Demons!

At this moment, there were five rank 4 demons standing near that large space rift.

A thick-skinned, chunky Quasar Demon that looked like a skinned toad....

A voluptuous, hot, seductive devil with a hot body....

A high ranked Infernal Demon with a tall, velvety figure, always surrounded by a cloud of leaping fireballs....

An exceptionally tall and strong maniacal war demon with a bizarre yellow-green stench cloud overflowing around his body....

A tall female demon with three pairs of arms and a snake-tailed body with six arms....

On their sides, there were groups of middle and high tier demons, and looking at their imposing and clawed appearance, they were all terrifying and ferocious demons that were proficient in mixed martial arts killing.

This is the only disadvantage of fighting demons, as long as they are middle and high ranked demons, they are all proficient in precision teleportation. This way there was no distinction between the front and the back, as long as the battles were fought together, the middle and high tier demons relied on the Demonic Martial Duality to pass around everywhere, a carelessness would easily be wheeled by them.

Therefore, even if the number of 4th ranked witches in front of them was far greater than the Abyssal Demons, if they really fought, separated from the protection of the Witch Tower, it would only be a matter of an instant whether they would win or die.

"When will Lord Grim arrive?" Declan asked in a deep voice.

Hearing this question, all the 4th rank witches had to prick up their ears and turned to look at Andrews.

Although everyone had come here at his invitation, it didn't mean that they had to serve the Alden family. After all, there was a risk of falling when fighting the Abyssal Demons.

If there were one or two superpowers sitting here, everyone's heart would be much smoother as well.

After all, they were all 'old buddies' who bowed low in the central part of the country, and in case Andrews really collapsed here, I'm afraid that the entire central part of the continent would have to suffer the baptism of the Abyssal Demons. With such a realization, as long as the danger could be controlled within an acceptable range, everyone wouldn't hesitate to contribute some of their own strength.

And the prerequisite for taking action was naturally someone to stand up to it!

Perhaps before the crowd was still indignant at Grim becoming the number one sorcerer in Central, and there was always something within them that wanted to confront it to the end. But now, when they saw the difficult environment that the Central Region was facing, they felt a little bit happy.

Grim was glad that the one standing in that position was not himself!

Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have been as helpless as everyone else in the room in the face of such a situation.

Andrews swept a cold gaze across the faces of the people and said, "I've already passed on the situation here, and I haven't heard back yet. However..." hesitantly, he continued, "Lord Mary has been sitting here for over a month and has severely injured two Demon Lords, otherwise they wouldn't have been so honest during this time!"

"What about Lord Monash Gaia? At this point, he should always show his bottom!" This time, it was Matthew who asked the question.

Apparently, it was always difficult for the crowd to settle down inside without a superpowered person present.

Before Andrews opened his mouth to speak, a high, impassioned voice from outside the hall suddenly came in.

"Don't worry about me, I'm already here!"

With a loud buzzing sound, Monash Gaia and his two clansmen strode into the hall and appeared in front of everyone.

Several of the sorcerers who were friends with him hurriedly nodded their heads in greeting, Monash Gaia looked around the circle, gave a slight bow and no longer returned the greetings one by one, and came to the front of the huge magic water mirror.

From here, it was clear that that large spatial rift was still continuously swallowing Abyssal Demons outwards. Every time the spatial fluctuation shook, it meant that the power of the Abyssal Demons' side had increased by another point.

Although most of the ones pouring in were middle and low level demons, if they were just left to endlessly increase their forces, gathering more would naturally be much more troublesome to deal with in the future.

"What are you guys waiting for? Hurry up and fight off those Demon Lords, then try to seal the Great Spatial Rift. That way, even if any more trash tries to sneak into our place, it'll be a lot harder... Hmm?" Monash Gaia was still drenched in fire with a violent temper, and he immediately flared up when he saw the situation before him.

"Lord Grim hasn't arrived yet...why don't we wait a bit longer?" Nicholas cautiously inquired with a reluctant look.

"Hmm, no wonder the three major organizations have been looking down on us in the middle... What, do you people even know how to fight without that Grim?"

Everyone looked at each other, awkwardly facing each other, all hesitating a little.

Although they knew that Monash Gaia had a point, it was always difficult for them to work together when it came to their own safety and interests.

After all, the territory was someone else's and the life was theirs!

"Hmph, a bunch of cowards..." a vigorous rage of hatred sprang up on Monash Gaia's face, and he struggled to say, "Leave that Berserker Demon and Quasar Demon to me, the rest of you! Go split!"

The Golden Titan bloodline was indeed virile, and Monash took on two of the most powerful demon lords in battle as soon as he opened his mouth. This time, the crowd had nothing to say.

Andrews' face was overflowing with joy as he likewise struggled to say, "I'll take that Infernal Demon!"

Fighting a rank 4 Infernal Demon alone was also a terrifying challenge for Andrews, but the demonic disaster was happening in his family territory, and if he didn't go up there to fight for his life, the group of slickers in front of him would probably be even less likely to contribute.

Therefore, despite the danger, there was no room for him to regret retreating!

"I'll take care of that six-armed snake demon! Hmph, if it wasn't for her luck last time, I would have taken her down long ago..." the hall suddenly resounded with Mary's clear and soft voice, hearing her tone, she seemed to still be dissatisfied with the last battle.

This left only one of the weakest Succubus for the five 4th rank Demon Lords.

Nicholas and Matthew looked at each other and stepped forward together.

"Let's both deal with that Succubus! I have some defense against mental charmed witches on hand to deal with her just fine..."

After the Demon Lords had been assigned, the remaining 4th ranked witches would have to deal with the mid to high ranked demonic underlings.

Their task was a little easier, but considering the number of middle and high ranked demons, it wasn't that easy to successfully complete the task.

Sitting on their words, the witches didn't have the useless and tedious red tape of human nobles.

After settling on a strategy, the group looked at each other and left this witchcraft hall in a flash.

In the next second, in the sky above the Alden Family Witch Tower, the silhouette of a human wizard of various shapes and forms emerged.

There was no need to greet or call for a battle of curses, the five tall demons who were standing in front of the great rift in space swept over at the same time, and a scorching gaze stared at the many figures on the human sorcerer's side.

A chirping and strange demonic hissing, the numerous Abyssal Demons that almost filled the entire space screamed and roared. They were all using demonic languages, their tones were hoarse and unpleasant to listen to, just like frogs chirping up and down, noisy and unbearable.

It had to be said that the demons were indeed evil and filthy terrifying creatures!

The tens of thousands of abyssal demons gathered in front of them, and the foul, stinking abyssal breath was so thick that it could almost choke one to death. The will of the Abyss that overflowed from the great rift in space was also entangled with the Wizard World's own consciousness, repelling each other.

From the obvious, it was clear that the Sorcerer World's own consciousness was unable to fight against the powerful Abyssal Will, and was in the stage of retreating and resisting.

Within a radius of several thousand meters around the Great Spatial Rift, the Sorcerer World's own consciousness had been repelled, and even the world rules and laws of the locus had become fragmented and shattered.

When the many human Shamans came out of the crowd, standing on the front line against the Abyssal Demons, a dense white light overflowed from their bodies. With this white light, it was impossible for the vast and evil will of the Abyss to inflict chaos and disorder on them.

Thus, they wouldn't have to worry about being infected by the Abyssal Breath!

And this was clearly the Wizard World's ontological consciousness' praise for their 'righteous actions'.

If they were able to successfully slay a significant portion of the Abyssal Demons, they would naturally receive rich feedback from the Bit Consciousness as well.

Opposite them, the demons that had invaded the Sorcerer's World were also covered in a dense, dark red light.

This... was also clearly a bit-possession of them from the Abyssal Will!