Age of Adepts

"You...you're Grim...no, you're not...you're... One of his billet..."

Severus stared at Grim, who was perched high on the seat, and spoke somewhat incoherently.

Grim's form was very odd at the moment, his entire body was like a shining transparent humanoid, his entire body was condensed from pure and soft light elements, and his body surface was flowing with a large number of mysterious patterns painted by burning white light.

The scent on his body was even more obscure and unpredictable!

Grim, who had already transformed into a light man, lifted his face and smiled at the wacky clown-like Severus, he said, "It's only been five years, but I never thought you'd be able to come out alive and make trouble. Looks like that last fire wasn't hard enough!"

As soon as he heard Grim mention the word 'fire', the already well-behaved and somewhat neurotic Serweris instantly lost his calmness and slickness, revealing another side that was hidden underneath his great strength.

If it wasn't for the Association taking out a top-notch treasure to dispel the flame rules for him, he would still be struggling inside the Witch Tower's alien dimension.

With his eyes wide open and his face twisted and fierce, Severus shuddered and pointed his right hand at Grim, hissing, "You..."

"You what you...a defeated general who still has the nerve to flaunt his power here, who gave you this nerve? Did... did Domnall send you here to declare war on our center?" Grim's voice turned steeply cold.

Severus' dry, parched lips trembled like a butterfly in the cold wind, his fingers trembled, and only after half a day of rigidity did this droop weakly.

Declaring war on behalf of the Wizengamot? He didn't dare...go up to the heroic challenge? And he didn't dare....

For a while this guy who was once above all the wizards didn't know how he should deal with this powerful fire witch who was causing so many headaches. It seemed... it seemed... probably... every time he saw this guy, he never had a good result!

Gloria, who was originally left to be bitten indiscriminately by the 'mad dog' of Severus, saw the steep drop in the already-established party's momentum, before her eyes narrowed and she took a step forward and coldly said, "Grim, we are here to congratulate you on behalf of the Association. What, is this the way you treat your guests?"

Grim chuckled a few times at that and said, "Come to congratulate? I thought I was coming to break up a fight!" He said, his eyes dribbled around the visiting Association wizards, and he couldn't help but laugh: "I thought it would be Anli, but I didn't expect it to be you... What, those old guys in the Association have decided to hold Anli and put you on hold? It's not like all those Tier 5 resources are in Anri's hands, right?"

Upon hearing this, even Gloria's face became extremely ugly now.

Although she wanted to angrily refute the other party, but... the little thorn in her gut had been stirred up by the other party. Even she couldn't find the right words to retort at the moment!

This Grim Grim Grimoire was able to, and although the words he had just spoken were jokingly abusive, they had deeply poked Gloria's pain. Indeed, after the last war, although the association had paid a heavy price, it had also harvested a number of exceptionally rare 5th rank resources.

These resources, if used properly, were already enough to send super-powered people like Anri and Gloria, who were hovering at the threshold of the 5th rank, into the ranks of Grand Sorcerers in one fell swoop. It was just that, judging from the amount of resources, it seemed that the association could only guarantee one lucky person.

If Gloria was the lucky one, the association should fully protect her and wholeheartedly prepare to hit the Grand Sorcerer threshold. As for this kind of 'trivial matter' that came to flaunt in the central part of the country, it couldn't possibly fall on the head of that future Grand Sorcerer 'seed' in any case.

Therefore, even without any information to back it up, Grim's mere passing guess like this instantly knocked down Gloria's forcibly raised momentum.

Level 5 resources... Anon....

These high-level secrets immediately caused a small commotion within the banquet venue.

Those unknowing strongmen or representatives of powers were exchanging words, secretly inquiring about the beginning and end of the matter. On the other hand, large organizations like the Silver Alliance and the Witch of the North had already known what was going on and did not look surprised or appalled at such a thing.

"The Ani Witch has closed up in the Dark Dwelling! Perhaps... the next time we see him, he'll be a high ranking 5th ranked Wizard Lord!" Deputy Speaker Meloni of the Silver Alliance lifted his glass and said in a loud voice, "Come, let us raise a toast in advance to Wizard Ani, may he be the next great wizard to cross out of our Wizarding World! Drink..."

With that said, Meloni drained the cup of wine in one gulp.

In the next moment, the crowd in the arena raised their cups and drank freely, with all kinds of blessings and praise.

It was just that what they were really thinking inside, I'm afraid no one could figure it out!

So a gag, inexplicably a few people of the Sorcerer's Association held arrogantly rolled up the mighty momentum instantly disintegrated. Even that Gloria is also a great loss of momentum, can only hatefully lead the Association of witches into the seat.

As for the gift that Gloria brought, it was a group of 30,000 otherworldly slaves, whose races included Minotaurs, Bears, Trolls and Dog-heads.

Grim also smiled outright at this without moving his face.

Rarely seeing this long-unseen Grim, Deputy Speaker Meloni immediately narrowed his eyes and he said, "Lord Grim, I've also come to ask you on the orders of a boss this time, does that promise still stand?"

Although he spoke vaguely, Grim instantly understood what he was referring to.

Grim, who had transformed into a luminous man, inserted his right hand into his chest, and when he pulled it out, there was an antique style storage ring in his hand. In the next second, the ring slowly arrived in front of Deputy Speaker Meloni, buoyed by an invisible force.

Meloni squeezed up the ring, probed his mental energy into it, and immediately put it away solemnly with just a slight twirl of his eyebrows.

"Lord Grim, I will not stay here any longer as this is an important matter. That side is still waiting for my reply! In any case, we in the Silver Alliance will no longer interfere in the affairs of your central region in the future..."

With a hurriedly put down sentence, this Melony Deputy Speaker left the venue with a few of his men and returned directly to the Alliance territory with the aid of a teleportation array.

Seeing Grim appear, the long-awaited guests immediately sent messages to him. For a moment, more than a dozen communication requests from different targets actually surfaced in Grim's mind.

Seeing how busy Grim was, Mary sighed under her breath.

She knew that this world was a crazy world that purely valued individual strength!

Although she barely had the strength of a 'pseudo-super-strong' level, she was still somewhat young and green compared to these top-tier powerhouses from different regions and different planes. If it wasn't for Grim's favor, I'm afraid that top-tier creatures from different planes like the Witch Demon, Serpent Woman, and the Insect Lord would never have appeared here.

And although Mary in the past had made a name for herself within the bit, her pattern and horizons were still a bit low compared to Grim.

Although she somewhat hated the label of 'housekeeper' on herself, but under the heavy pressure of the form being stronger than the person, she could only grimly accept it all, and helped Grim to start recruiting these off-dimension powerhouses from all directions.

The establishment celebration had officially begun!

The entire Ironwood City was immediately plunged into a sea of joy as the Witch Tower's tower glowed to life.

Within nearly a hundred miles of space, a brilliantly colored and luminous elemental sorcery flew into the sky before exploding into a beautiful salute. Flocks of flying magical creatures such as Pegasus, Chimera, and Firebird flew freely in the sky, sprinkling countless fluttering and gaudy petals along the way.

A parade of singing and dancing strange magic weapons began to appear in the streets of Ironwood City, posing in all sorts of strange shapes along with cheerful music in the crowd, making the surrounding witches and apprentices laugh.

Some of the 'Dark Moon Circus' made up of strange creatures from different planes also began to parade through the streets, using their gorgeous and gorgeous racial abilities to do all sorts of strange performances, attracting many sorcerers to stop and watch.

Every street corner had huge tables set up there, on top of which were piles of exotic foods from different planes. The styles of food were so diverse and varied that it was hard to choose between them.

This was the venue for those low and middle ranked sorcerers and apprentices to celebrate, while the really big names, the high ranked sorcerers gathered around the inside of the banquet hall, and with their personal preferences, they gathered in groups and divided into numerous circles of various sizes, talking enthusiastically and exchanging something privately.

The Crimson Family was out in full force, warmly and attentively entertaining these guests from different regions. And Grim wasn't idle either, meeting with waves of 'allies' and 'partners' with different purposes and all sorts of small thoughts in the secret room as well.

The first group of people he met with was naturally the Witch Demon Kangenas, as well as its accompanying Witch Demon Alliance emissary Raisas. The other party's intention was also somewhat surprising to Grim, which was to invite him to develop that graveyard of death together.

But given his current peculiar situation, Grim hesitated again and again and could only politely decline.

He knew his own business, and he really wasn't fit to go out again right now.

In the battle in the Murky Valley, he turned into a Devouring Demon Fish and bit off the head of the Sinai Flame Projection, which could hide a fragment of the Flame God Grid.

Such a powerful item coupled with a wisp of Sinai's spirit attached to it had been struggling against Grim for several years. Therefore, Grim's original body was still hidden under the collapsed and damaged Flame Throne, fighting with that strand of Sinai's spirit.

Therefore, before surrendering that divine Fragment, he would never take a single step out of his hiding place!