Age of Adepts

Leaving the platform, through a stone pathway half suspended in the air, in front of it is a wooden door that leads to the interior of the Giant Rock Castle.

In front of the wooden door, two shield-sword demon statues stood side by side, standing silently.

Sensing Grim's approach, the black hole in the middle of the two demon statues' heads projected a thin red line that struck Grim's body.

"Drops, detecting sorcery fluctuations, do we need to counteract them?"

"No!"

Grim stood there calmly, red rays sweeping across his body.

Whirling around, the two shield sword demon statues split left and right, and a strange mechanical sound emitted from their bodies.

"Detection passed, please enter!"

Inside the door was a long stone tunnel three meters wide and five meters high, stretching in two directions to the left and right, and staggered wooden doors could be seen along the way.

As soon as Grim stepped through the wooden door, a young witch who was already waiting here hurriedly bowed and brittle, "Welcome, Lord Grim!"

Grim's dark red pupils swept, instantly 'seeing' the details of the witch in front of him.

3rd Order...Elemental...Wind Elemental Affinity....

However, although the other party was a human female form on the outside, her internal body structure was very different from ordinary humans. And this form of hers also had a strong flavor of sorcery transformation.

Humanoid creature... secondary plane... foreign witch....

A series of mysterious words floated through Grim's mind, and he seemed to understand some of them.

The young witch trembled a little under Grim's cold gaze. She was able to perceive that, in just a short moment, almost all of its secrets from inside to outside had been revealed by the mysterious 5th rank Grand Sorcerer in front of her.

She could only rely on her mental fortitude to resist the instinctive fear and cowering from her soul.

It was a good thing that Grim's chip scans were also releasing and retracting, otherwise the outgoing mental pressure and energy radiation alone would have caused real mental damage to her.

"Please come with me, my lord! You have just arrived here, and you need to say hello to the Grissom witch in charge of recruitment." The young witch was obviously well trained as well, and even though her body was still trembling, her smile was still sweet.

"Gleason?" Grim hesitated for a moment.

"It's a 6th rank Grand Sorcerer who specializes in receiving witches like you who have been summoned. Moreover, he is also in charge of the subsequent assignments..." as she said the latter sentence, the young witch intensified her tone, as if she was also reminding something.

Grim nodded and said no more.

The two of them quickly made their way through the twisting and ever-changing stone tunnels of the Giant Rock Castle, and along the way, they also passed a number of guard points with elite wizards guarding them. However, as soon as they saw the young witch who was leading the way for Grim, the eyes of these elite witches towards Grim became somewhat awe-inspiring and envious.

Passing through the outer caution corridor, they once again stepped onto a two-mile-long airborne stone pathway. This stone pathway was the only passage linking the outer and inner areas of the castle, and as such, it was densely covered with a staggering number of warning runes and detection runes.

As he tramped slowly along the stone pathway, Grim still had time to take in the spectacle around and beneath him.

It was an aerial suspension path.

Inside the huge and deep space was densely packed with floating stone platforms in mid-air, each several miles square, densely packed with all sorts of powerful and ferocious witch beasts or a tall and majestic war demon statue.

In the darkness, they were standing quietly. Even the most ferocious witch beasts remained silent, with only their open pupils radiating scarlet and hostile red.

Suddenly, the entire large space, up and down, left, right and left, almost became a sea of red.

There were no so-called weaklings who could establish themselves here!

With only the energy reactions scattered from the witch beasts or statues, the chip had estimated their base strength. Most of them were 1st and 2nd rank magical creatures, with the sparse number of 3rd rank also able to account for 10% of the total.

This number might not sound insignificant at first glance, but considering the huge total of hundreds of thousands of them on the scene, 10% of them were already very terrifying.

"This is cannon fodder prepared for this war?" Grim inquired curiously.

"No, this is a private legion directly belonging to Lord Irunwald. The real cannon fodder is stationed inside the other giant rock castles, and is mainly recruited from the vassal and foreign legions of the various sub-dimensions. And they are more than a hundred times the number of them here!" The young witch replied tenderly.

Although the words weren't very fine, the information leaking from her words and mannerisms was enough to shake Grim's heart.

In Grim's past perceptions, the so-called bitquest was a sharp infiltration, establishing a small outpost camp and then using it as a base to draw in subsequent reinforcements. The method of controlling the bits was also based on collaboration and infiltration, with the emphasis on gathering the original ruling class of the bits into their hands, and then using their original ruling order to control the entire bit world.

Occasionally, when there is a surplus of troops, a large-scale invasion of the plane can be launched, and the natives of the plane can be fought with the real thing. If you win, you get a world's resources and population, and if you lose, you return to your lair to lick your wounds and prepare for the next invasion.

But most of these past experiences have been against lower bits that are less powerful than the Wizard world as a whole. Even Grim was a bit baffled by how the war should be fought and how the invasion should proceed if they were facing an equivalent bit that was comparable to the Sorcerer's World.

However, the shocking glimpse of what he saw now made Grim vaguely aware that the depth, breadth, and intensity of a truly large dimensional war seemed to have exceeded his own estimation.

What the war actually looked like, even he was a little preoccupied!

For small to medium sized bit wars, the existence of a 5th rank Grand Sorcerer was already a decisive terrifying force. And for large bit wars, a 5th stage Grand Sorcerer like him seemed to be just a small part of a huge war machine.

It looked noble, but the role it could play wasn't as great as one would think, at least not decisively!

It was only after passing through the aerial overhang and several tightly guarded defile barriers that Grim entered the inner district, led by the young witch.

And the flow of people here was obviously much more than in the outer area.

Inside the spacious and bright aisle hall, people came and went, either elemental spell casters with witch robes and canes, or tall and strong body refining witches wearing sword armor, or summoners with contract beasts lying on their shoulders, or bloodline witches whose bodies were overflowing with rich bloodline scent.......

The entire inside of the large hall of promise was surprisingly crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, and bustling with activity. However, as Grim looked around, he saw that there were less than half of the witches who were human, the rest were all foreigners with strange shapes or eye-catching racial symbols.

There were also many who simply covered their bodies, making it difficult to distinguish their gender and race.

And even the worst that could appear here was a 3rd rank wizard, and the percentage of 4th rank wizards was quite high.

However, with Grim's appearance, the flowing and bustling crowd in the hall suddenly went silent. All the guys who saw the young witch and the Grim behind her couldn't help but look surprised, and busily ducked to the sides of the road to make room for the central spot.

"It's the Great Witch..."

"There's a great wizard, be careful not to ram the lord..."

Behind the scenes, the whispering hadn't stopped.

"My lord, please come with me!" The young sorceress leading the way proudly held her head high as she led Grim through the crowd and down the hall, turning into a spiral up a stone staircase.

It wasn't until Grim disappeared from view, as if a pause button had been pressed, that the passage hall resumed its flow. But many of the 3rd and 4th rank wizards who had witnessed Grim had to gather together and chattered and discussed.

"Is that a new lord? I've never usually seen it, it looks so raw..."

"Yeah, never seen it inside the Crystal Hall, it should have just arrived today!"

"It looks like it came from inside the main plane..."

"By the way, Sanaza, didn't you also come from inside the main plane! Have you...have you never met this lord?"

And the one being questioned was a tall woman who was hidden inside a hooded purple mist. The purple mist was so thin that it could only isolate the breath, but it couldn't completely conceal her figure.

Looking at her appearance, her figure, and her aura, she was indeed that 3rd rank Bloodline Sorcerer Sanaza who had disappeared from the Scattered Earth Tower Forest for a long time.

Hearing the questioning of several of her companions, her body's breath soared, and Sanaza, who was already about to break through to the 4th rank, looked embarrassed and struggling. Being hounded by the rush of questions, she gritted her teeth in indignation, "No recognition! There are so many 4th stage old monsters in the continent, I'll know a few... you guys shouldn't ask."

After saying all this, she ignored the startled gazes of several of her companions, turning around and rushing down the passageway towards her residence.

As she ran, she was trembling within her heart, and the purple mist covering her face was even more hidden with confusion.

At that moment just now, Grim's vast and unparalleled mental energy instantly enveloped the entire field, and although she was hiding behind her partner, she was not confident that she could escape the other party's mental perception.

The other party had already advanced to Grand Sorcerer....

The other side has been promoted to Grand Wizard....

The other side has been promoted to Grand Wizard....

This heavy **like message kept circling around in her mind, causing her to be terrified yet at a loss for words.

Originally, she had thought that she was struggling so desperately on the death line despite the danger, and that the moment she advanced to the 4th level, she would be on equal footing with the other party. Who would have thought that the other party had already taken that more crucial step and thrown themselves even further away....

At the thought of it, Sanaza felt heartfelt despair and even more so, a roar of anger deep within her.