Age of Adepts

Horner's fury apparently triggered the Calamity creatures' anger as well.

Soon, several 4th rank calamity creatures rushed to the front of the battlefield using the cover of the alienated beast herd.

There was a bang.

A grotesque spider-artificial ape broke through the blood waves and appeared before Horton with a roar.

The Arachnidized Man-Ape was a bizarre creature formed by mixing the bloodlines of a berserk giant ape and a subterranean spiky spider. Its upper body resembled a chimpanzee, with thick, black, hard hair and strong, cardinal muscles, while its lower body was that of an eight-clawed spider with long, hairy, knobby legs that shone with a gray luster.

As with the other Calamity creatures, the arachnid was barely visible with any molded weapons or equipment, save for a pitch-black spear with a sharpened tip in its right hand.

Looking at the material, it appeared to be made of wood.

But to be chosen by a 4th level creature and still allow it to dance like the wind while constantly bending, this wooden spear clearly wasn't as ordinary as it looked.

As soon as it rushed through the wave of blood, the eight furry knobby long legs beneath this arachnid's body thudded and stomped on the void, pouncing on Horton.

"I don't know how to die, give me death!" Horton stormed out, both fists striking out quickly, multiple terrifying a**es blasting at each other like cannonballs.

The Arachnidized Man-Ape did not dodge, his arms stretched forward to protect his face and heart, and he barged straight through.

Knock knock knock....

The arachnid's shoulder, arm bones, and waist were struck by several ****s, causing black fur to fly and muscles to tremble, but not damaging them in the slightest.

The arachnid ape rushed close, raised its right arm violently, and its pitch-black spear turned into a bolt of lightning and plunged straight into Horton's chest.

As Body Refining Shamans, using force against force was their specialty!

Horton likewise clenched his right fist tightly, a lavender halo of light condensed on his fist, and without hesitation, he blasted at the tip of the spear.

The spear tip and fist collided, and the violent force wrapped around them clashed with each other, immediately transforming into a terrifying ripple of power that swept away in all directions.

The body refining sorcerers closest to the battlefield were blown away, while the two of them remained strangely motionless. Their fists were pressed against the tips of their spears, and their muscles trembled and undulated, as if they were in the middle of a mad contest of strength.

In terms of physical strength alone, the two sides could be considered evenly matched. In terms of physique and endurance, the arachnid apes had the upper hand.

However, in addition to basic physique and strength, the battle apparently also included some extraneous items, such as... equipment!

The balance of power between the two was at a stall where it was hard to tell the difference, and the wrist guard on Horton's hand, the pendant chain on his neck and the belt on his waist simultaneously lit up with sorcery runes before it turned into a surge of sorcery energy into his body.

In the next second, Horton's power skyrocketed by nearly half, and a violent and unparalleled majestic power turned into a momentum-breaking tidal wave of power that swiftly engulfed his opponent.

The arachnid ape is struggling to resist, Woodland felt an irresistible power surge, before it withdrew to exit the opponent's attack range. Horton's iron fist had shaken off the spear and punched it in the chest and abdomen.

A bang exploded.

The arachnidized ape's back burst, revealing a bloody hole through which Horton's Iron Fist had penetrated.

Ahhh....

The arachnid ape was in pain, and its eight long knobby legs frantically recoiled backwards, pulling its body out of Horton's fist. It danced its spear even more frantically, the shining black light of the spear's tip slicing a black scratch in the void for a long time before it could dissipate.

Horton had intended to take advantage of the situation to chase after it and smash the head of this spiderized ape, but the forward dash was blocked by the black scratches, making it difficult to get any closer to the other side. And on its low hanging right hand, the middle finger bone of the right hand that touched the tip of the spear had burst, and a small black hole was clearly still left on it.

Dripping black blood water swirled out from the blood hole, and the fierce poison imbibed in it also turned into threads of black smoke drifting out under the compulsion of the violent power.

Boom boom boom....

Three similarly strange-looking, bizarre calamity creatures, all with 4th stage strength, appeared in front of Horton one after another through the waves of blood. The arachnid ape roared in pain, and although its body was punched through a large hole, it still bared its teeth and rushed over again.

Horton couldn't help but frown slightly.

To know that such a terrifying injury on the body of ordinary creatures were enough to kill, but that arachnid ape was still alive and kicking on the battlefield.

The Calamity creature's natural strength and ferocity was evident from this!

One on one put against one and one on one, Horton with his equipment and technical advantage was confident of killing any Calamity creature of the same class. But with a pair of four, no, against three and a half, even if Horton's strength jumped up another small step, it would be extremely difficult to do so.

And at this juncture, a venom cannon that covered a ten-meter radius exploded in the center of the three Calamity creatures. Immediately the Bloodline Witch Nef, who was transformed into a ferocious demonic snake, swam over quickly and blocked alongside Horton in front of the four Calamity creatures.

Both sides were fighting and clashing at the front of the battlefield with each other, each using their own battle techniques.

In the middle of the battlefield, the light elemental Geraldine transformed into a terrifying scorching white light man and shot out two milky white rays from his pupils. Wherever it passed, it cut and disturbed the battlefield.

Even the few Level 4 Calamity creatures in the swift fight would be invaded by the white light if they were not careful, and they would flee to the side shrieking in pain.

When a 4th rank sorcerer struck with full force without mercy, it truly possessed the terrifying power to dominate the battlefield!

After the Association Battle Group had opened the battlefield in the center, the remaining groups of witches who had come to reinforce the battlefield also flew out of the Witch Tower one after another and began to clean up the alien beasts and calamity creatures gathered around the crack in the ground from the flanks.

According to the negotiated division of labor positions, the Association's war group was in the center, the Northland Witch and Central Witch were on the left, and the Silver Alliance was on the right, forming a fan shape to begin an enveloping attack on the enemy.

The reason for this distribution was the power gap between the major witch organizations.

Despite the fact that there was a Grim in the middle, the Central Sorcerer Battlegroup was still the weakest of all the organizations when all things were considered. Nothing more, never having fought a group battle, never having organized a large bit war, this was the hard wound that the Central Region could never get around!

In such a bloody and brutal battlefield, one person's strength is never enough. Only through mutual trusting teamwork can one's strengths and weaknesses be brought into play, bringing out the greatest combat advantages of each individual.

In this regard, the Central Witch undoubtedly lacked a sense of cooperation, a lack of holistic thinking, a lack of mutual trust, and a lack of war sorcery....

What was even more detestable was that even now, some people with sinister intentions were still silently wondering if this was a way for that legendary fire witch to kill with a borrowed sword!

Thus, facing such a rabble, without a bit of Thunderbolt Thunderbolt means it was simply impossible to unify and pinch and sum their power.

Clara, 4th level mid-level, witch, sealer, skilled in dark sealing....

Declan, 4th level beginner, male witch, alchemist wizard, good at close quarters combat....

Alfred, 4th level mid-level, male wizard, elemental sorcerer, specializing in sonic sorcery....

Matthew, 4th level beginner, male wizard, summoner, skilled in summoning powerful creatures of the otherworld....

Nicholas, 4th level beginner, male sorcerer, elemental sorcerer, specializes in water sorcery....

Arisa, 4th level beginner, male witch, bloodline wizard, able to transform into a human lion....

Roderick, 4th level beginner, male sorcerer, elemental sorcerer, specializing in plant-based sorcery....

It looked like they were taking care of a variety of professions at the same time, but once you tried to put them together into a team that could fight the 4th Order Calamity creatures, it was enough to make your f*cks explode.

There were many members, but the only one who could stand up to the front and act as a meat shield was the Alchemist Sorcerer Declan. Although Arisa, as a Bloodline Sorcerer, was able to transform into a human lion, this ancient demon wasn't good at fighting head-on, preferring instead to bluff or tempt the enemy with illusions and perception sucking.

So it seemed that a 4th level team of Noda could only pick out Declan alone to take the front. Then have Matthew summon some thick-skinned exotic creatures as support.

Even if the defense was weak, this team's attack was bird weak to the core!

Don't look at the elemental sorcerers of One Water, but most of them are adept at those single, instantaneous, quick sorceries. On the other hand, they were lacking in all those large scale, powerful sorceries that required the protection of others and long spell chanting to complete.

It's fine if you don't have war sorcery, but as long as you're well-equipped enough, you'll have no problem fighting Calamity creatures of the same class one-on-one, right? But many Central Wizards can't even do that!

They did have quite a few sorcery items and powerful sorcery weapons on them, however those were almost all used to keep alive and escape, and secondarily also to aid in defense. As for the offensive ones, not to mention none of them, they were also very few in number.

To be honest, when Grim got the basic information of these Central 4th Order witches through various means, his heart was also tile cold. At the same time, it was also completely clear why the three major witch organizations had a despicable and contemptuous attitude when they mentioned Central.

Seeing that the other witch organizations had all lined up to kill the front line, Grim could only sigh inwardly and give the battle orders succinctly and clearly.

"Declan you are in charge of the frontline defense..."

"Matthew, you summon some powerful demons to assist Declan..."

"Arisa, you're in charge of the second line of defense..."

"The rest stay on my side to clear the alien beasts with long-range sorcery..."

"Okay, let's move forward!"

As he spoke, Grim's body flames surged around him, and in an instant, his entire body was enveloped in crimson and nearly white hot flames. And as he stepped forward, he casually waved out a path of flame runes.

These flame runes were like birds returning to the forest as they parted and poured into the body of a Central 4th rank sorcerer. In the next moment, red light burst out around them, and a faint red halo enveloped their entire bodies.

"This is the light of my rules! With it, you won't have to worry about the laws of chaos on the battlefield! Now that we're here, let the witches of the other major organizations see if our central witches are a bunch of losers or not..."

Roaring furiously as he did, Grim stepped forward into the bloody battlefield.