Age of Adepts

Just as Kabby was busy dealing with the large quantities of diamonds and precious stones brought back by his master, Grimm also began to take a closer look at the harvest he had brought back from his volcanic journey.

1 Grade 2 Melting Nucleus Giant Crystal Core, 4 Grade 1 Melting Nucleus Giant Crystal Cores.

I'm afraid this kind of harvest means that official wizards must be blind!

And with Grimm's current ability to make puppets, he can't handle the second order of elemental crystal nuclei. After all, any foreign change is a harm to the core itself, and the protective mechanism of the second-degree giant core itself is enough for Grimm to drink a pot. It is impossible for him to control the alchemy table while wearing his heart out and guarding against the burst of the crystal nucleus itself.

A poor pool can destroy this hard-won top treasure at a critical time!

So before your strength grows again, this Titan 2 core can only be hidden and processed when you are more confident.

As for the remaining 4 Tier 1 nuclei, Grimm's recent busy focus is.

In the most primitive way, Grimm has carefully scanned every giant's nucleus into his mind. The chip statistics even include the robustness of each nucleus, the flatness of each surface, the growth direction and thick thin distribution of each silk cluster… the focus is on scanning the surface area each nucleus can utilize.

Based on these huge and complex statistics, the chip needs to design the most suitable three-dimensional witch array for each of their nuclei and then go through multiple optimized combinations to allow them to be perfectly accommodated by the nucleus.

Melting nuke giants are magical creatures with earth-fired dual attributes. Using only one of these attributes is undoubtedly a huge waste, so chips can take a long time to parse and compute to get the best possible solution to unlock their potential.

Grimm herself has been busy studying fire witchcraft all day after giving it all to the chip. Since his body turned into a body of fire, Grimm's learning about these fire witchcraft has doubled. Witchcraft, which used to take a month or two to get started, is now constantly refreshing his skills list at a rate of one day at a time.

But witchcraft that requires relevant witchcraft knowledge and multiple witchcraft effects still requires a great deal of effort from Grimm.

Earlier volcanoes could be said to have wiped out the Turkish magic puppet squad that Grimm had just formed, and the loss of five python cores would take some time to replenish. The swamp tower did not have the substantial crystalline nuclear resources Grimm needed, so he had to ask Mary to buy some from the outside while she was away on a mission.

But the most expensive thing to buy back is the quasi-witch level of the crystal core. After all, Grimm is more selective about the quality and colouring requirements of the core. To collect resources at the Wizard level in the Apprenticeship Market is simply a delusion!

Under normal affiliation, if Grimm needs high-level wizard resources, the easiest way to do so should be through Anderson Wizards. Unfortunately, the Anderson Wizard is obviously a selfish and selfish guy, busy with witchcraft experiments he cares about all day, and has no interest in his wizard apprentices.

So horizontally, the swamp tower apprentices are more than half weaker than the other wizard tower apprentices.

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fifth layer of swamp tower.

Late at night, Ntik came here again.

In a stone room hall, a huge magic array has long been painted on a hard stone floor, filled with magical symbols and lines. Even if Ntik uses his brain to think back, he can barely identify two or three of the many characters he knows well.

These are mysterious phrases related to blood, soul, fusion, and for specific purposes, unfortunately, with the knowledge reserve of a wizard apprentice, it's really impossible to parse them.

But what strikes Ntik in particular is the intense bloody smell inside the Witch Front and the dark, bloody stains that cannot be washed off the floor. These are the most direct evidence that he has suffered in the past few months with utter softness. Even with his half-worm body, it would have been difficult to withstand this constant blood-creation and fusion if it had not been for a stronger madness.

Anderson, in a black wizard robe, is debugging the array of witches in front of him. As his lips murmured, the ghost claw-like ten-finger dance, one after the other, the Xuan Ou Witchcraft Diploma was generated empty-handed and continuously integrated into the Witchcraft.

So the energy loops and nodes of the Witch Array were lit up in an orderly fashion.

“Take off your clothes and stand in the ring! ”

Anderson Wizard's commands were simple and straightforward, but the words were imbued with irresistible authority.

Ntik looked pale and did it.

Faded cloth robe, exposed to the air what a horrible half-worm body!

On him, the trunk parts that belong to humans are rarely seen, and all parts of the body exhibit extremely obvious insect characteristics. Weird and variable colored eyes, lotus petals layered mouthpiece surrounding the eyes, black hard nail skin all over the body, and the sickle-shaped joints folded on both sides of the body...

Since turning himself into such a man and insect like no other, Ntik has never revealed himself before anyone. You can be polite to say that everyone who has seen what he looks like has been swallowed up by him as a nourishment for the growth of this half-worm.

But today, he can only humiliate himself and reveal himself!

The shady, cold air, the icy, barbed slab made him feel extremely uncomfortable, but he still stood straight in the circle of witchcraft that could only accommodate one person at the centre of the Witchcraft.

“Good... good...” Anderson Wizard Mori's cold voice seemed empty in the empty lobby: “Though the body functions a little less, the blood fusion works pretty well! Boy, if you survive this witchcraft experiment, you're gonna be the world's only bloodsucking giant! ”

Heh heh heh...

With Master Anderson's near-crazy tsunami, the energy pouring in the Witchcraft Circle gradually converged, and the strong magical energy even illuminated Ntik's body, transmitting his five viscera and his entire skeleton. In this strong light, a hazy, illusory and fragmented phantom of the soul stood in Ntik's position, staring blindly at everything around him.

Over the Witch Array, the ceiling cracked a gap and a fist-sized, crystal clear soul diamond slowly descended from the inside. As you can see from the constantly running light of the Witch Front, there is a crystal clear blood crystal at the core of the Soul Treasure Diamond that drips and rolls.

Step-by-step, slowly manipulate the soul diamond to attach it to Ntik's forehead. With a burst of scorching paste, the soul diamond emits a high temperature and heat, spreading the burning black smoke from Ntik's forehead straight into the air, where he inlays himself.

Blood crystalline drips slip around, emitting a ray of blood swimming wire every turn. Guided by the Soul Diamond, this strand of bloody swimming wire slowly blends into Ntik's body. At the outset, this shift was not evident. By the time the bloody fuse becomes more and more integrated, Ntik's body starts to turn dark red, and the bloody magic marks are faint.

Such physical rehabilitation is no less than a terrible form of torture for Ntik. The half insect's body, which has deeply taken control of his body, cannot tolerate the contamination of Fae blood. Deep in the blood that no outsider can see, a war in which you are dead and I live is not happening. The war situation is extremely dramatic!

Under the repression of the Witch Array, the dominance of the home field of the half-worm bloodline is constantly diminished. The weak vampire bloodline, supported by the endless energy of the high tower, appeared to have more than a stroll, continuously pioneering the soil in Ntik's body and attacking the city.

His body became a battlefield of life and death for two bloodlines, and Entique was like an ordinary human being who had stripped away all his mysterious abilities, and even the cold air in the lobby made him shiver and freeze.

Both bloodlines are so powerful that they see each other as contaminating themselves that there is no possibility of compromise coexistence. In every corner of Ntik's body, the factors of the two Fae bloodlines are inseparable. Whenever a vein is weakened, it tries to invade the physical factors that are still normal, and then infect itself with more partners, constantly joining the war.

Yes, it's a war! A dominant battle between half-worm and vampire bloodlines! The war will continue forever unless one party overwhelms the other, or the body of the host is weak enough to survive.

As the war progressed, Ntik's eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and even all parts of his body continued to reveal the thick liquid of the black stinging nose, slowly flowing down along his body.

These are the life factors of bloodline warfare.

And Ntik's breath of life began to die.

Perceiving that the host's body was weak enough to die at any moment as a result of this war deep into the blood and soul levels, the two Fae bloodlines finally retracted and compromised. They curl in their respective areas of origin, slowing the compression of the body of the host, and remain alert to the dynamics of the heterogeneous blood veins.

Half-worm veins, which are parasitic to the mother worm, curl in Ntik's brain, while Fae vampire veins transform Ntik's heart and place themselves in it. Although there was no initial desire to achieve blood integration, blood coexistence was largely achieved.

The Anderson wizard, who had been paying close attention to monitoring the dynamics in Ntik's body, finally relieved himself and moved slightly in spirit, and a covert spiritual fluctuation inspired him out.

While Ntik's soul, flesh * body and blood were all in their weakest period, a soul blood deed embedded in the soul diamond also took the opportunity to merge into his body.

“You…” Ntik, after all, also possesses quasi-woman spiritual power, though weak, but does not know anything about the danger. However, he was not allowed to plan a counterattack, and the soul blood deed had been branded in his soul.

And then the next second, naked, he looked down again.

“Waiting for your command, great Lord Anderson! ”

Upon hearing this unexpected answer, the Anderson Wizard couldn't help laughing loudly, and the cold, sharp laughter of the nightingale echoed through the hall.