Age of Adepts

She is a beautiful woman with a playful smile on her red lips.

White skin is smooth and greasy, with subtle purple spots on it, and sexy * explosive body perfectly displays the word "extinct".

The forehead extends a pair of curvy pointed corners with long purple hair scattered behind it. Dangerous flame red erotic lust flows through her long, seductive eyes, causing every man in the world to fall into an upside down fascination at the moment he sees her.

A wide, bony pair of swaying manta wings behind the back, with sharp paws like sharp knives even visible at the top joints. A flat, long bone tail behind the hip flashes a metallic glow, giving a contraindicated and dangerous irritation.

Dressed in a lush silk gown with a studded belt, she relaxed with a long whip made of fine gold spike chains that emitted electric sparks.

The Devil's Pointed Corner, Flaming Red Lips, and the signature Manta Wings, Longtails, and Shoefoot, this… is an Abyss creature that should not have appeared in the dominant material landscape - Magic.

Grim's mind almost stalled the moment he saw the Enchant. In a trance, he almost thought the transmission had sent him into a terrible abyss. But when he returned, looking around, he realized that it was a special space that was confined.

In front of Grimm is a large, deep lava hall. Nearly half the space in the lobby is occupied by a huge lava pool, which slowly rolls over with semi-molded hot magma and burning reddish, near-white lava. One corner of the hall is isolated from a nearly 3 acre square round stone platform with a rudimentary stone house, a rudimentary stone table stone stool and a rudimentary stone table.

Grim knelt down on the platform at this moment, behind him was a glowing and slowly hidden array of conveying witches, in front of him... stood tall standing a luscious, seductive abyss magic.

Grim's knowledge reserves just swept away and Jomo figured out the layout.

Grass, the fucking deep red world. It's just a small living space inside the underground lava volcano! And those old ghosts opened this space for no reason whatsoever, but purely... to place this seductive abyss demon in front of them.

You know, Abyssal Magic is an indigenous creature in the lower abyssal world. Though not very powerful, he has always been a pet and staff officer beside the powerful Abyssal Demon Lord, thanks to his sexy seductive figure and good intelligence.

Although they also have physical access, the most suitable environment for their survival remains the abyss world's hot and harsh situational space. In the world of wizards, the dominant material dimension is particularly excluded from the brutal atmosphere of chaos in abyss creatures.

So those old ghosts want this abyss demon to survive here, and they can only create a “deep red world” near the underground volcano, similar to the abyss.

To be honest, this is a “leisure and entertainment" place that the wizards have opened for themselves. And listening to this abyss demon, I'm afraid she's not someone's exclusive spooky, but...

Grim Spirit fought a cold war and hurried to stop himself from continuing to think.

When Grimm was curiously measuring everything here, the Abyss Magic looked at him in doubt!

To be honest, only human wizards can enter and leave this space at will. And Grimm is the first person below the Wizard level!

At a time when Grimm didn't know how to open it, a tall human-shaped stone giant stepped out of the stone wall at the corner of the platform, and a chirping sound came out of the honeycomb hole in his head.

“Outsiders, according to a message from your master, you have only two hours to stay here. Please do not do anything that would endanger the stability of this space, or you will be killed! ”

In other words, the human stone giant took a step back and blended into the stone wall behind him again, so that no one could see anything unique from the outside.

Wizard level witch puppet!

Grimm judged this human stone giant's power hierarchy with just one glance. With such strength, it is easy to kill Grimm in such a small space with just one puppet of witchcraft. It doesn't matter if he summons all the puppets, because there's no room for him to escape!

It wasn't until this moment that Grimm realized that this was a completely special environment.

Hot, dry air makes it hard for him to breathe every time, and the alveoli are like a fire, breathing and swallowing hot air streams. Though Grimm is a fire affinity gift, in the spiritual space, his entire body and mind are beating for the intense activity of the fire-element particles here. But his fragile body was clearly unable to bear all of this, and there were hidden signs of collapse and self-destruction.

Grimm, ignoring the magician standing beside him, sat on his own plate and began practicing the body of the fire.

To maximize the power of elemental witchcraft, elemental witchcraft must transform their bodies. Body elementarization is an inevitable process! The process is extremely slow and the most resource-intensive.

Not only do you need to eat some Fire Warcraft meat regularly to slowly and gently stimulate your body one step at a time to adapt to the thickening fire elements. So the Body of Bathing Fire is only the first step in the transformation of fire elements, and the first threshold!

Grimm has the ability to practise meditation in special environments where fire elements are abundant only when the body of the fire is complete. Otherwise, his gifted abilities may welcome these intense fire elements, but his body cannot sustain the entire training process.

Grimm closed his eyes to deep meditation, and the fire-element particles that needed to be captured constantly with his spiritual tentacles burst into his spiritual space like a flood of dykes. Originally these fictitious, spiritual changes occurred in the spiritual space, but at this moment, due to the excessive intensity of the fire elements, it became visible to the naked eye.

With his eyes, countless light spots flashing tiny red flashes haunt Grimm's side, constantly pouring into his body, into his muscles and bones, into his flesh and even into his spiritual origin.

This process is not all about merit.

With the infiltration of countless fire-element particles, they pile up in local areas such as flesh, bone, tendons, viscera, etc., and before they can absorb, the fire-elements fully exploit their active, unstable and destructive properties, beginning to constantly eliminate Grimm's body.

Far away, Grimm's body is like a hidden fire stove, and his skin turns red all over his body. Bean-sized sweat beads have just formed and are evaporated before they start rolling on the skin. Grimm's breathing grew heavier and heavier, turning even the breathing air into a hot, hot stream.

Grimm's clothing, which lacked witchcraft protection, began to burn itself, wrapping it around a huge flame. But it is clear that these flames, lacking extraordinary power, cannot harm Grimm, but rather render its support increasingly mysterious and solemn.

Though immersed in deep meditation, Grimm's mind frowned and his consciousness slowly withdrew from the spiritual space.

My body is too weak to support this level of fire training. It was supposed to last three hours of deep meditation on a daily basis, where it was forced out in less than a minute.

When his consciousness regained, two opposite logical judgments were simultaneously transmitted into the burning body. Unprecedented growth and nourishment of the flame-based gifted spiritual space, the burgeoning flame-based energy is simply a constant influx of benefits. But on the other hand, the body constantly subjected to the energy erosion of the fire system is crying today in a frantic mouthpiece, while being quenched, it is also irresistibly weakening the fragility.

The corner of Grimm's mouth twitched.

Is that the end of this rare underground lava cultivation? That mystery token has disappeared directly since he sent it in, visible only once. If I'm forced to leave here now, I won't have a chance to come back here again!

Unless it's a special geographic environment here, it's very difficult to find a similar practice space.

“Chip, is there a way to solve the current dilemma? ”

“Drop, Flame Lord Scepter...”

The answer to the chip was simple and straightforward, and Grimm slapped himself in the head and blamed himself for being stupid.

Once he flipped his hand, the Flame Lord wand in the storage belt appeared in his hand. As soon as the sceptre arrived, the sensation of all the fleshy acid and numbness just momentarily disappeared, even the flame that just burned made him sad became temperature-appropriate.

Grimm lifted his shiny, white right hand and a bright red flame burned violently outside his skin. The flames of rolling flames and heat waves are like a bright red coat that wraps his body completely around it, making it intolerable to admire the magic and quirks of witchcraft.

With the aid of the Flame Lord's scepter, Grimm was able to absolve himself directly from these low-intensity flame injuries, thus also luring his gaze to the rolling lava pond not far away.

Be sure to maximize your benefits when you get here!

Grimm bit his teeth, stood up violently, and the only piece of magic on him automatically detached from his body. And he leaned naked and grabbed the scepter of the Flame Lord and walked one step to the lava pool.

There was no way, he had the Flame Lord's scepter, which might be acceptable, but these magic equipment must not be. If you let them all get damaged in the lava pool, you won't have to hurt yourself! So Grimm had to do the experiment naked.

Grimm chose to ignore the abyss demon around her, who had always smiled shallow!

Grimm's desire to become stronger at this time was so firm and strong that the little enchantments of the Magic could not affect him at all.

Standing by the pool, if you put it in the middle of nowhere, the hot tumbling flames here are enough to make him semi-cooked. But now, it's just a little warm breeze.

Grimm gently tapped the rolling magma with his toes, judging by the subtle sensation it conveyed, as if it were close to 50 degrees of water, hot but still bearable.

Grimm bit his teeth and gently stepped into one leg, followed by the second, and as he continued to advance in the lava pool, his entire body gradually disappeared into the tumbling magma.

Feeling the rising heat flow ahead, Grimm did not move on, but stopped in a position that could not reach his head and began to practice his body of bathing fire again.