Age of Adepts

The higher the level of the battlefield, the more the might of the strong was brought into full play!

Once a huge fireman like Grim killed the front line, what brought the entire battlefield together was a mind-blowing terrifying pressure. It was like throwing a boulder into a boiling pot of oil, and instantly the entire battlefield was turned upside down.

Grim's long-unused Burning Realm popped out again, and wherever the kilometer diameter aura of flame reached, everyone and everything began to burn silently.

The low-level witches on the Association's side were hiding inside the War Witch Tower, not having to endure this terrifying burn of flames. They were like a group of ants burning on a lava slab, struggling for no more than a few moments before bursting into flames and then incinerating into ash in an instant.

There was no difference between creatures of 1st and 2nd level in Grim's eyes, if they stepped into the burning field and touched the flame aura, they would only die, and they wouldn't even have the time to struggle.

Not to mention these low and middle-ranked demons, even 3rd and 4th ranked human sorcerers would have to endure the burning of this huge burning field that enveloped the sky and earth if they hadn't taken out a flame rune and slapped it on themselves.

The thousand-meter fire giant that Grim had incarnated lamented forward, and the alienated beasts were like ants bursting into ash. Where the aura of flame extended, the banging sound of flame bursting could not be heard, and the black and red turbid stream that had ruled the entire land was instantly reduced to a crimson red.

Having burned the enemies closest to him, Grim took advantage of the situation to move forward slowly. Wherever the aura reached, the aberrant beasts that originally didn't know what fear was, were also scared out of their wits by this terrifying power, retreating and hiding.

As a result, such a ridiculous scene appeared in one corner of the entire battlefield.

A Thousand Meter Fire Giant was slowly chasing after them, while the alienated beasts were scattering in front of them. Even in order to fight for an escape route, some of the powerful aberrant beasts showed their claws and dealt a death blow to their 'companions' in front of them.

Those that escaped late were caught up by the extended aura of flame and could not last more than three flexes before bursting open with a bang. Before the tattered corpses and the splattered blood and broken bones could land on the ground, they were blown by the terrifying stream of hot flames into black and withered ash, spilling over the entire frontline.

A central wizard hovered in front of Grim, moving slowly along with the flame aura. They silently looked down at the terrifying scene in front of them and below them that seemed like a lava hell, their hearts were extremely shocked and trembling.

The majesty of the gods, the posture of extermination, the Grym of all living beings, life and death by heart....

Probably, maybe, maybe...that's the limit of the wizard's power within the bit!

With such terrifying power, even the 4th rank sorcerers shook their hearts and minds into clusters, so how could those lower beings withstand it. For a while, the entire battlefield became silent, leaving only the miserable shrieks of the alienated beasts and the heart-stirring sound of fire bursting.

At the edge of the huge flame aura, the leader of the Death Witch, Krsuna, stood headlong on top of the huge and eventful 4th stage corpse dragon, looking slightly sideways at Grim's huge burning body, her exquisite and cold face without sadness or joy, without fear or anger, her body emitting a bone-chilling coldness that was not to be approached.

Behind her, the several 4th rank witches, on the other hand, were all in shock, feeling the terrifying pressure from a strong witch so viscerally for the first time. In particular, the Dark Witch Leader Cersei and the Fraudulent Witch Leader Angelina, who had once had a grudge against Grim, although they were forcefully calm, the light that kept beating in their pupils leaked out their hearts.

It seemed that the first time they heard Grim's name, the other party was just a dispensable insect in their eyes that occasionally popped up to annoy them. But now... their true status had taken a shocking turn, what were they in front of this Grim, who was at the top of the throne?

And just as shocked as the Northland witches were the Alliance witches in silver robes.

Since there was only one super strong person in total for the entire Silver Alliance, they also needed to sit in the Sky City to prevent accidents. Therefore, there was no super-powerful person in their team this time.

When they saw the legendary Fire Witch who was displaying his might, they were only deeply shocked and envious.

A few 4th stage puppeteers looked at each other, and with a long sigh of helplessness, they summoned their magic armor puppets, got into them, and roared onto the battlefield.

And inside the Association's battle group, that Severus turned around to stare at the terrifying sorcerer who seemed like an exterminating Vulcan, his body shaking like chaff. Rather than fear, he was nearly overflowing with hatred and helplessness.

The other side had become so powerful, and when would the shame he had endured be cleansed away!

Within the towering Association Witch Tower, Gloria pounced on the giant light mirror and stared at that former opponent with the same hatred, her shoulders trembling unceasingly, the surface of her body flashing with purple light, clearly in the midst of a furious madness.

"Is this the Legendary Fire Witch who once fought you for a hundred rounds?" Behind him, a young wizard in a pale green robe with a slick posture laughed playfully, "I don't think it's possible! How can you fight against such a terrifying guy with your small fart fighting strength? Don't tell me that his power was just raised up. Hmph, out of all the super strong people I've met, there's not a single one who can lock down the power of the rules in advance with a 4th stage body..."

"Shut up, Ani! If you don't want to fight me right now, just shut the fuck up... "Gloria turned abruptly, her anger boiling over, her furious, hostile gaze literally wanting to tear her opponent to shreds.

Even in the face of a super-powered threat, the young Anri wizard still looked like a clouded, playful wizard. After all, in the entire Sorcerer's Association, he was the number one ranked super powerhouse. Even Gloria wouldn't dare to attack him in full fury.

But don't look at his carefree appearance at the moment, but when his gaze fell on the great posture of the lamented figure in the light mirror, a hint of vigilance and fear flickered in the depths of his pupils.

Damn it, when had such a terrifying newcomer emerged from the Wizard World! With such power, I'm afraid that if I were to fight against it....

When he thought of this, this Embryonic Wizard didn't dare to think further. He was afraid that by following this line of thought, he would lose the confidence and courage to challenge the other party.

Inside the central control hall on the seventeenth floor of the Witch Tower, that Domnall Vice President stood silently, also looking at the Fire Giant that had displayed terrifying power in the light screen, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

The pressure was already too much to bear... From now on, even he would have to rethink how to get along with this Central Legendary Fire Witch!

As long as this Fire Witch was there, the Witchcraft Association's coveting of the central part of the country was an exercise in futility. With the long life of a superpower, if the other party was entrenched in the central part of the country for a thousand years, it would definitely run it into a huge witch organization that was not weaker than the Sorcerer's Association in the slightest.

The thought of the Sorcerer's Association being reduced to a second power in his hands, being suppressed to death for a thousand years by an inferior organization in the past, even with his composure, his face would change slightly and his heart would shake.

A thousand years... a thousand years... such a period of time was too long even for a 4th ranked wizard like him!

However, Grim, who was killing on the battlefield, was oblivious to these sinister gazes from every corner in every direction and concentrated on his job of 'roasting monsters'.

Every alienated beast that broke into the burning field and was ignited by the flame aura required a tiny bit of flame energy from Grim's body. This trace of flame energy might be insignificant individually, but when strolling through the battlefield and burning more than a hundred individuals per second, the accumulation of sand would create a big burden for Grim.

If it was only Grim himself, trying to maintain such a huge body of flames, trying to maintain the incredibly effective burning field, then his power would definitely be severely depleted on this group of cannon fodder. But now with the Fire God Pearl in his body providing a constant stream of pure flame energy, such a depletion would not tire him even if he maintained it for three days and two nights, not to mention that his strength would not be exhausted for this reason.

Now he had become the star of the battlefield, attracting everyone's attention. No matter good, bad, full of surprise, full of hatred, or inscrutable... no wizard or calamity creature could ignore his presence, and his eyes were filled with his terrifying posture that burned the heavens and the earth with the wave of his hand.

Clara and the other seven central sorcerers originally stepped onto the battlefield full of apprehension, expecting to face a fight to the death. Who knew that following Grim's flame aura, all the enemies would vanish in an instant without waiting to get close.

This kind of majestic posture of dominating the world and treating enemies like ants was simply enchanting!

But just because the Grylls couldn't rush over doesn't mean the Calamity creatures couldn't rush over either, and several veteran sorcerers with rich experience in bit wars warned in low voices, "Be careful, those Calamity creatures are coming soon!"

Before the words had even fallen to the ground, a group of terrifying Calamity creatures of various shapes and forms appeared from the edge of the egg-shaped light curtain in the distance. They howled and rushed into the burning field, ignoring the golden flames that suddenly ignited on the surface of their bodies, stomping on the void and coming straight at the Central Witch.

"Meet the enemy... prepare to meet the enemy!" The Clara Witch screamed loudly, wand in hand, and a black aura flew instantly in her face.

Blinding...retarded...weak...senile...insane...disillusioned....

A series of dark curses and mysterious sealing techniques fell into the bodies of these calamity creatures. At the same time, a palm-sized voodoo puppet emerged from Clara's cuffs and danced around her side.

They kept playing and screaming as if they were a group of living creatures.

And when the black light didn't enter any of the calamitous creatures, Clara randomly nudged at one of the voodoo puppets and shouted, "Break the tendon!"

In the next moment, the Calamity creature that was thousands of meters away Woodland's speed decreased furiously, looking like it could no longer run.

Thus, Clara, with this bizarre darkness-sealing technique, instantly stirred up the rushing Calamity creatures!