Age of Adepts

There were now a total of fifteen rank 4 witches in the center, but there were only ten present.

This meant that there were still five 4th Order Sorcerers who had not made their way here to participate in the battle.

Briefly looking around at everyone, Grim asked in a deep voice, "Milva, Mira, Arisa, Roderick and Ashton, why haven't they arrived here?"

Although the words were light, they carried a hint of reproachful condition.

Alfred took a step forward and explained in a low voice, "I had informed Milva before coming here, but it seems that something has gone wrong with his Annemdor Academy and it is currently at war with the Underworld. So I couldn't get away to come here!"

"The Underground World..." chimed in Grim.

The Underground World actually referred to a group of dark creatures parasitized in the endless caverns beneath the Wizard Continent. Although resources were scarce there, and food and population were scarce, it still maintained a complete and undisturbed biological system.

To the surface humans and witches, these underground creatures are a bunch of monsters that are simply unbelievable. Every once in a while, when the underground world had accumulated a certain amount of power, they would rush out of the darkness and come to the surface to plunder the earth.

According to this, it seems that the outbreak of the magic tide has again stimulated these underground creatures, making them think that the surface witches have been haunted by the magic tide, so they come out to fight.

Annemdor Academy has had many interactions with the underground world in the past, so it's not surprising that this underground riot would affect them.

Grim nodded and said, "What about the four of them, Mira?"

This time, the one who answered him was the Molten Fire City Lord, Alfred, who shook his head gloomily and said, "Just a while ago, a massive gathering of demons appeared in the Black Forest near Arisa's Manso Family. It was said that the number had reached the level of ten million, and there were also multiple 4th level Demon Kings inside. Thus, both Mira and Roderick rushed to help!"

Tens of millions of levels... I'm afraid that would be the size of the Great Beast Tide!

It was no wonder that several of the Wizard Clan's patriarchs were too busy to pay attention to the great rift in space here.

"What about Ashton?"

"I seem to know a little about that!" The Clara Witch stepped forward with a bitter smile, "It seems that a secondary plane under Ashton's hand has been invaded by aliens and is fighting for control of the plane there..."

It had to be said that so many 4th ranked witches in the middle of the continent had both good friends and bad friends, and their relationships with each other were intricate. If Grim didn't have the strength to deter the group of witches, I'm afraid he would be in an uproar just to reconcile the conflicts between them.

This world was really full of war and smoke, almost the entire middle of the continent could not find a peaceful and pure land.

Grim's sword eyebrows were gradually raised, and his black pupils were filled with a dark red luster.

Finally, he looked up to the sky and shouted in anger, "I, Grim, hereby swear that during the Demon Tide, whoever dares to invade the middle of the continent again will be killed without pardon!"

"Get out!!!!"

When it came to the last word, Grim's tongue blossomed into spring thunder and he drank with fury. This word 'roll' was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, shaking and thrashing among the high clouds and rolling away.

The unparalleled greatness that was immersed in the words rolled out like a ripple, instantly crushing all the clouds within sight, causing the entire sky to suddenly clear, revealing a tile-blue vault of sky.

This entire paragraph, Grim spoke powerfully and sharply.

The last sentence, in particular, was embedded directly into the flame rules and quickly spread to every corner of the Wizard World with the help of the faint but clear rhythm of the world rules.

This was Grim's first world wide, and his first roar to the entire world. Of course, such a message could only be received by those who had reached a certain level of power and were able to touch the layers of the Law of the Surface.

As for the ordinary people of the Sorcerer World, they were not even qualified to listen to see Grim's roar!

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

The skies of the Wizard World began to roar continuously with muffled thunder.

But when you closed your eyes and listened carefully, you often couldn't hear anything.

The Murky Abyss Valley.

A protracted war was taking place near the exit of the valley.

A large number of demons driven by the Calamity creatures had broken out of the mist and were fighting bloodshed with the Association witches stationed here in a fearless manner.

The sky was purple-black.

The ground was covered with devastation, with the remains of demons lying on the ground everywhere.

Either they were huge and thick-skinned, or they were small and had different racial abilities... Either way, they were very deadly to the Association's witches.

So far, the Association of Witches had lost the lives of more than twenty mid- to high-ranking witches and hundreds of low-ranking witches here in order to block the demons in the Murky Valley.

However, even so, it still hadn't repelled the Calamity Lords' attack.

As the battle dragged on, the number and level of demons and calamity creatures pouring out of the depths of the Murky Deep valley were also increasing rapidly. On a daily basis, there were almost always terrifying monsters of level 3 and 4 running out to ram and smash the Association's War Witch Tower, striking the Witch Tower at the rear.

The War Witch Tower located at the edge of the valley had gone from being knocked down to being rebuilt, and then from being rebuilt to being knocked down... the cycle of death it had gone through had been as high as a dozen times.

If it wasn't for the strength and resources of the Sorcerer's Association, it would have gone insane from such cutting and bleeding!

In order to prevent the Calamity Lords from striking the Wizard's Gauntlet, the Wizard's Association worked to recall three of the five Super Powers and had them take turns sitting on the front lines in order to prevent the battle lines from collapsing.

On this day, however, it was the time for that super-powered Gloria to guard the Murky Valley!

Above the black smoke and roaring chaos of the battlefield, Gloria had just smashed the skull of an iron-armored tyrannical bear with a single punch, and was looking down on the battlefield as she stood on its decrepit remains, when she lifted her head and gazed at the dark sky with a dubious look.

There thunder rolled and a heart-shaking roar resounded across the sky.

All the demons, calamity creatures, and high-ranking witches on the battlefield stopped their movements and all turned their heads to the southwest.

Most of the demons and low and middle-ranked witches were dazed and ignorant, vaguely sensing that some strange changes seemed to have occurred there, but ignorant of the source and content of the changes. Only the calamity creatures and high level sorcerers embedded their hearts and minds into the law of the surface and were able to interpret the information contained within.

Roll!

It was such a simple word, but it was imbued with a violent and unparalleled burning will.

Gloria slowly experienced and savored it, vaguely sensing a hint of familiarity.

It was him... it was that central boy wizard!

He...he's been able to pry the rules of the world?

Damn bastard, the last time I fought him, he was only able to touch the law level. How come it's only been how many years since we 'broke up', but he's already able to embed his will inside the rules of the world, thus allowing the rule power to become his megaphone....

That's...unbelievable too!

Gloria grudgingly thought.

And at this moment, a berserk dragon beast that had clearly lost its dangerous instincts stamped on the ground and rushed over.

Gloria, who was disturbed from her thoughts, instantly became furious, and a fierce color flashed on her purple light wrapped face. Her figure shot electrifyingly, turning into a purple light that spun around the Raging Dragon Snake.

In the next second, with a 3rd level advanced strength of the Berserk Dragon Serpent's surrounding blood fountain shot, one large, two small, three faucets all broke in the middle, miserable howling and fell to the ground, no longer moving.

Soon, the viscous blood from its body gripped and overflowed into a small lake underneath. And its breath of life also quickly faded away with the wind.

In a corner of the battlefield, a multi-armed giant that was only five meters tall and short was likewise distantly sensing the strange information coming from afar with its side face.

That 'roll' was somewhat damaging to its face, but perceiving the other party's way and means of delivering the message, this multi-armed giant's face grew ugly.

The breath of rules... how could it be the breath of rules? Is there still a strong survivor beyond the 4th level within the Wizard World? If this speculation was true, then it became somewhat dangerous for their several Calamity Lords to try to invade the Sorcerer's World.

All of them had 5th and 6th stage strength in their original form, but after breaking into the interior of the Wizard World, they were uniformly suppressed to the peak 4th stage level. Although they could have the advantage of battle strength even against the super-powered creatures of their own plane by virtue of their original strength and unparalleled battle fighting skills, their lives would be in danger once they encountered the super-tier creatures.

But the good thing was that the other party seemed to be in the middle of the continent, which was a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from the eastern part of the continent they attacked. This way, the chances of encountering this 'guy' would be much smaller.

It seemed that we needed to find the 'five faces' to discuss the follow-up attack, and since that central part of the continent was guarded by a super-step powerhouse, it was better not to provoke it if we could.

Having figured this out, the multi-armed giant waved its hand for the Calamity creatures following it to continue their attack, while it turned around and burrowed back into the depths of the valley.

Once again, the entire battlefield erupted into a bloody battle!

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Silver Alliance, Prophet's Tower.

The tower master, who was dressed in a cloth robe, was still standing on top of the narrow and dangerous air platform.

He silently opened his arms, listening to the voices from the rules level as he muttered in a demented and intoxicated state of mind.

"Rule controller... unexpectedly, the Wizard World has another rule controller! From the way he's acting, I'm afraid he'll become a new Grand Sorcerer in another hundred years... Grand Sorcerer, Grand Sorcerer, that's a terrifying and powerful person who has transcended the bonds of position and is able to run rampant in the multiverse!"

"Listen, everyone, this is the first roar of a rule controller against this world... how beautiful, how upside-down and mesmerizing... this is the ultimate in what a bit creature can achieve..."

And in all corners of the Prophet's High Tower, all the scholars of the Secret Scrolls put down their quills and lifted their tired and distracted faces, silently listening to this voice from the far reaches of the bit.

In the world of wizards, another powerful wizard had been born!