Age of Adepts

The three years of silence had brought Grim, in addition to the recovery of his body, a variety of hidden strength gains.

The lost right eye had been restored and reworked into a berserk pupil....

Please build the witch beast for that Caron wizard and it's finished....

All four of the 5-step flame sorceries constructed by the chip were also being completed....

What's more, having used a large amount of divinity to repair his body and improve his bloodline, the chip had completely resolved the pre-requisites for completing the rules fusion. From then on, in addition to short-range flame jumping and long-range flame teleportation, Grim had an additional, more stealthy and swift method of maneuvering - Rule Movement.

If Grim was facing a high-ranked enemy, rashly choosing Rule Move would undoubtedly put himself in danger. But when dealing with an enemy of the same level or unfamiliar with the rules technique, this method of hiding and transferring by using the rules system was terrifying.

Rules were invisible, and mundane weapons and ordinary elemental attacks couldn't even touch the rules. This also meant that no rule weapon or high level rule technique would be able to harm Grim in rule form at all.

Only, there were only two flame rules that Grim had complete control over right now: the Indestructible Flame and the Ascended Flame Parting. Among them, the Indestructible Flame was still in a low level form, and it was extremely lethal to enemies below level 5, but it was somewhat of a weakness to enemies above level 5.

After the flame billet is upgraded, Grim will have three flame billet that can be aggregated and dispersed at will, each with 30% of its flame attack power. If they were combined into one, they could transform into a powerful flame creature that possessed 90% of Grim's power.

Thus, Grim had figured out a good way to fight.

That was, he would hide in the rules space and fade away, while leaving his flame body outside to impersonate himself. Due to the interconnected souls of both sides, there was no risk of being seen by outsiders.

If the enemy attacked with the flame billet as the target, then just when they thought they were done, Grim would suddenly kill them from the rules space, definitely catching them by surprise.

It was because of the formation of these powerful cards one by one that gave Grim great confidence, and thus he was able to leave his dwelling and set foot on the battlefield once again.

...........

The Saka bit, outer space.

The Kingdom of the Beast God.

Consistent with the preferences and style of the Beast God A**, within the Beast God's kingdom was a vast grassland that could not be seen at a glance. Orc tribes were scattered throughout the grasslands, with a small statue of the Beast God A** standing in the center of each tribe.

In this magical, vast and resource-rich country of God, there was never a shortage of food.

The daily task of all the tribes was to send out hunting teams to fight and kill the various fierce beasts, birds, and demons that were kept on the grasslands. After the victory, they returned to the camp carrying heavy trophies, then lit a bonfire, roasted fatty meat, and danced and sang around the statue of the god A** God and drank heartily.

Hunting, sacrificing, living and multiplying.......these orc prayer mergers who had escaped from life, old age, sickness and death lived a happy life that was envied by all orc followers. The sacrifices and prayers that they made every day also formed the power of pure and firm faith, which slowly gathered through the statues towards the Beast God's temple on the top of the ten thousand feet high mountain in the center of the Kingdom of God.

There, the great beastmen God Department of the main God, with 8-stage powerful God of the beast God A * * * body is sitting in the middle of the temple's high throne, silently draw back to examine this belonging to their own God's country.

The only one who was able to extend freely in this tens of thousands of divine Kingdom spaces was him, the will of the Beast God A**!

Even the bit consciousness couldn't extend its power into this place by a fraction.

He was the king here! He's the god here! He's the ruler of this place!

Where the Beast God's will extended, even the mountains and the earth would rise or fall, smooth or undulate according to his will... Everything within the Kingdom of God was like a giant piece of playdough to him, to be sculpted and transformed as he wished.

He wanted high mountains, and the mountains would rise from the ground; he wanted rivers, and the rushing waters would stretch out over the earth; he wanted cold, and bone-deep glaciers and blizzards would fill the sky....

And what sustains this miracle is the vast divine power that surges unceasingly within the Godhead!

The mergers within the divine Kingdom, the mundane believers in the world of position, the power of their faith through various means gathered within the divine Kingdom, under the transformation of A**'s body's divine form, became the sublime and pure beast god's divine power.

The one with the divine power is the absolute controller of this space, A**.

It was his own hands that had created this divine country space that was most suitable for the survival of beast people praying and merging, thus also allowing himself to step onto the stage of powerful divine power!

God is immortal!

As long as the divine body was not defeated by a powerful enemy, taking away the divine frame and erasing the will from above, the beast god A** also possessed an infinite life to live and die with this multiverse.

Thus, everything the god thought about was also fundamentally different from the mundane!

At this moment, within Beast God A**'s temple stood a dozen or so tall or short, fat or thin strange figures. Most of the bodies of the deities were radiant with golden glowing divine power, and one could tell at a glance that they were part of a certain deity.

The only one in the corner, however, did not have the unique divine glow of a true deity, instead revealing a dejected orcish appearance.

Right now, an orc deity with a slightly skinny figure and extraordinary wisdom flickering in the large pupils of his eyes reflected by his divine glow was talking freely about the military tactics to deal with the sorcerer invasion.

But unfortunately, the many orc deities in the arena were all fierce and tyrannical, and clearly did not have that much patience to execute such a complicated military strategy operation.

"Do we need to make it so complicated? Those human sorcerers are softballs, can they stop us if we gather our men and fight our way through?"

"Yes, transferring them around like this, with a false sense of security, the enemy didn't quite succeed in mobilizing, but instead scattered our forces..."

"That's right, if you ask me, we're still following the boss, and all of our bodies went out and directly overturned the nest of these sorcerers. Let's see what else they have to be arrogant about!"

These muscle f*ckers were all tough and battle-hardened. In the past years, even if they fought with less, they never feared anything, and were never brown-necked people who worked with a wheel axe at the drop of a hat.

Even after becoming a deity, such a nature became more and more uncontrollable under the influence of divinity.

Rude, cruel, tyrannical, impulsive, irritable....

Such a negative word was almost always with them, becoming a label that couldn't be torn off of the orc god lineage.

Seemingly infected by the irritability of the many subordinate gods, even that big-horse sitting in the throne, the Orc Lord God A**, became restless.

"Those human sorcerers are becoming more and more arrogant!" A**'s original body was a one-eyed male orc covered in bulky and crude black body armor, and now speaking of the enemy, the huge monocle set in the middle of his forehead blinked, and from it came a bone-deep hatred, "They destroyed the Origin Plane of Ernus, and destroyed our numerous Faith Plane. We will definitely repay this hatred!"

Hearing A** mention this, Ernus, who was sitting in the corner without saying a word and had retired to become a demigod, stood up angrily, waving his arms and shouting, "Boss, you tell me how to fight! I, Ernus, will follow in your footsteps even if I have to fight to truly fall..."

"Yeah, I want revenge too!" Hall, the God of Hunting, who had been beaten back a step by the witches, also stood up openly, his eyes full of concealed hatred, "We can send an army of Prayer Mergers to annihilate the witches' forces!"

"Okay, let's do it!"

"Agreed!"

The only orc deity among all the orc deities whose divine office included the field of war within it, the 7th rank orc war god Kodal couldn't help but step forward and stop him, "My lord, you can't do that! Don't you forget that the elves and human gods are still waiting for us to show our weaknesses and come running to take advantage! If you strike out rashly, our rear..."

"Shut up, skinny monkey, even with those beanpole-weak elves and mediocre-to-bad-it-is human beings daring to bother us? Hmph, if they really dare to come, I'll fight them in a divine battle to see who's axe is sharper..." the Killing God Garon, who was also of the 7th rank, pooh-poohed, with a grim and cruel smile on his face, acting like he would fight to the death with whoever dared to come.

"Yeah, just fight them gods! I think the scare could kill them!" A few 5th and 6th Order Slave Gods couldn't help but wave their fists and drum up noise.

"Cough..." the 7th rank orc war god Kodal couldn't help but sigh under his breath. Once again, he felt bleak and sad for his status.

The orcs simply didn't need any strategy or tactics to gather their men and horses, bare their arms, roar a few words, and bury their heads and charge. This made him, the orc war god who was preparing to develop war as a main priesthood, become extremely awkward and seem out of place with the other orc deities.

All the while trying to fight the chaotic and disorderly divine encroachment within while trying his best to subdue these tyrannical and impetuous fellow orcs, Kodal's heart was in torment!

But the Beast God A** was, after all, an 8th rank First Lord, barely able to suppress the violent and unparalleled battle impulses within. He spoke harshly at Kodar, "Kodar, tell me, where do those human sorcerers plan to attack next?"

Kodar's face turned white in Ug, knowing that it was bad, but the Lord God had asked, and he couldn't falsely say anything, so he could only answer honestly, "From their current troop mobilization, and their attacking posture..."

"Where?"

"It's your yarn card bit-face!"

The shrine was suddenly quiet.

This was followed by the sudden explosion of a heavenly, earth-shattering orc roar.

"Insolence!"

"Bold!"

"I think these witches are tired of living..."

One by one, the orc deity divisions were filled with anger, and the restless and bulging divine breath almost toppled the roof of the temple.

"War!"

"Immediately mobilize the army of Prayer Mergers for me, I want to immediately trample down the homes of those human witches..."