Age of Adepts

Blood altar above.

Three bloodstained execution chairs stand on top in finished print, while Grimm, Ntik and Mary sit on top of each other at this moment, awaiting nothing.

Below them, on the first and second floors of the altar, all the wizard apprentices lay on their backs. A huge blood hole can be seen on each body, and blood is gushing out. The witchcraft script on the altar was full of blood and began to light up.

A mist of blood gradually spread, adding a mysterious and evil colour to the altar cage.

When all the wicked symbols of the altar lit up, a whisper began to echo in the presence of a soul without it. Then countless ghost grievances began to appear in the scene, surrounding the altar's irresistible winding and dancing, the illusory and hazy body sometimes turned into a beautiful girl with a brilliant appearance, and sometimes into a dreary and terrible ghost...

The chirp's laughter never ceases.

And in this strange and uncertain scene of angels and demons, the bodies of the fallen apprentices on the altar withered rapidly. Their flesh and soul were like sucked away by foreign objects, and quickly curled into a corpse-like deceased.

The red light on the altar is getting more prominent!

Blood festivals at a material level with strict rules of position can cause a strong rebound in sense of position, especially in large positions like the world of wizards, and are more likely to pose a terrible risk of regurgitation to the organizers of blood festivals.

And the Anderson Wizard took the effort to build this bloody altar, but was obviously able to decompose the backphage of situational awareness into three ritual nodes. So when the blood ritual took place, Grimm, Ntik and Mary were tied tightly to the execution chair and their bodies trembled like sieve bran.

It's not that they're scared, it's that a vast, notorious consciousness that is remotely locking them in and passing on their anger through the rules. Under the oppression of that vast consciousness, the nose of the three populations was bleeding, and the corners of the eyes and ears were filled with red blood serpents.

Yet these flesh * physical injuries will never be as severe as those on the soul. Had it not been for the constant ingestion of the life force of the apprentices to sustain their depletion on the bloody altar, I fear the three Grimes would have vanished at the moment of exposure to vast consciousness.

Even so, in a single collision of personal will and situational consciousness, the souls of the three have become porous and fragile. While these soul traumas can also be repaired by the soul fragments transmitted in the altar, they can easily contaminate the soul's origin by these outsiders.

And the pieces of soul that these bloody altars consume are contaminated with the negative emotions of anger, hatred, fear, grief, etc., that emerged before the apprentices drowned.

Having so many negative emotions pour into one's mind at a time is undoubtedly a terrible thing for a normal soul. It also shows that the Anderson wizard doesn't care if the three of them can truly become wizards. Instead, their soul origin and physical potential are repeatedly stimulated by blood sacrifice methods, and their vitality and spiritual strength are overrun by seedling-fuelled methods.

When their entire bodies and minds develop to their fullest, strongest moments, their spiritual strength may be able to change from quantity to quality, thus concentrating on a large number of negative emotions and condensing their own nuclei of consciousness. So many sorcery books refer to the process of quasi-witch promotion as mental consciousness crystallization.

Only when a quasi-woman gathers his core of consciousness smoothly, completely and firmly will his promotion ceremony be truly a success. Anderson Wizards arranged for Grimm to be a premature and unstable wizard promotion ceremony.

Under the influence of the blood sacrifice, the three may be able to raise the body, mind and spirit of the individual to the minimum threshold of a progression wizard in a short period of time and congeal the nucleus of consciousness. But once the power of blood sacrifice has subsided, in the absence of firm rules and understandings, their conscious nuclei will sooner or later fall apart and inflict irreparable soul damage on the three.

But the Anderson Wizard doesn't care. All he wants is a brief qualitative change for the three of us!

Just take advantage of the brief time when the three became wizards and make a second blood sacrifice with the three as sacrifices, then he can instantly devour the three newly assembled nuclei of consciousness by suffering little situational regurgitation. By that time, he will have a chance to break through the threshold of that shackle for years and become a hot second-degree wizard in Scanditalin.

Anderson's enthusiasm swept away when he thought of a brilliant future. But the more this time, the less loose and tired he could be, so he calmed himself down and closely followed the slight change of the three men in the execution chair.

The Blood Festival Ceremony has now gradually entered the Gao Dynasty. And the three sacrifices are also at a critical juncture in concentrating the nucleus of consciousness. If that kid really has any special arrangements, then this is also the perfect moment for the other party to plot a counter-pulsation.

Hence, Anderson's powerful spiritual power closely monitors any slight change in the three of them through different means, waiting for any strange change that may occur at any moment in painful spiritual suffering.

Unexpectedly, at the height of the blood sacrifice on the bloody altar, the bloody change actually came.

It happened to that Grim!

He was seen sitting on the execution chair, and his entire body, stimulated by the strength of life and the breath of his soul, had expanded several times. Strong, solid muscles develop dense and numb cracks that transmit intense to extreme high temperatures and heat from the body.

He obviously followed the line of fire department specialization in elemental wizards, but this promotion ritual did not have any resources to augment his fire system talents, so he was probably the most devastating of the three once the promotion backfired.

Perhaps sensing the sad fate of his future, Grimm, who had been completely controlled by the paper man, suddenly trembled violently. Intense to unspeakable sources of terror ignited his body and ignited his entire body, including even his soul.

Anderson Wizard's face instantly turned blue.

In his spiritual perception, the paperman hiding in Grimm's soul constantly returns the terrible scream of fear. And the order to ignite the body and soul was not given by the Paperman!

Is this Grimm, like Entik, hiding a second consciousness deep in his soul?

The Len Anderson Wizard wants to break his head and doesn't understand the unique form of the chip.

This chip, which has been embedded at the Grimm genetic level, is actually like one of his auxiliary brains, and the brain is functioning and thinking in a bioelectric way, which is hard to detect. Even with the cunning and meticulous attention of Anderson wizards, more emphasis has been placed on detecting witchcraft traces and elements and spiritual fluctuations in dozens of inspections.

The chip, which existed in a completely different way, hid from his monitoring and lurked down.

In fact, Grimm has already made countless sand plate projections with chips on possible changes and developments in blood rituals. As long as the Anderson Wizard is not out of his mind, it is absolutely inevitable that the three Grims should be held in their hands with the necessary witchcraft or means before the Blood Festival ceremony begins!

So at the beginning, Grimm didn't hide, and showed Anderson his cards directly. Anyway, no matter what they say or do, the other side will always do it, and Socrates won't hide it. Instead, they will show their cards and stir up Anderson's suspicions.

In fact, Grim's body and soul really couldn't handle the invasion of that weird paperman, and it was controlled by the other party in a special way. Fortunately, however, Grimm has already developed hundreds of coping options with the chip for different situations that may arise.

And the chip just needs to select the most appropriate response to implement at the most critical moment of the Blood Festival ritual, when Grimm loses consciousness of himself. After all, on the control of the body, the paperman will never and never be able to put on a chip that is part of Grimm's body.

And the chip is: Burn Yourself!

The chip doesn't know anything about the existence of a paper man. But it just needs to know that the other party can't be a fire system!

Burn yourself completely, burn yourself thoroughly, from body and mind to flesh to soul level, all burnable matter is burning.

Grimm's body trembled violently as he sat in the execution chair, sending a long and painful mouth up in the sky. Today, a terrible flame of temperature is gushing from his nose to his tongue. And in the flames of terror, the paper filmmaker roared in pain and anger, but it was ignited and incinerated, and then turned into a flying ash, and the smoke dissipated.

Grimm came out of chaos, out of the grip of his soul!

Grimm frowned painfully as soon as he woke up.

From the flesh * to the soul, the two extremes of consciousness transmitted tranced him into thinking that he was mentally divided, otherwise why did he have such a contradictory and acute sense of consciousness at the same time?

A constant feeling from the flesh * to the soul tells him how good and how good the situation is. The constant power of life, filled with deeply conscious soul fragments, constantly poured into his body and mind, making him constantly strong and swollen.

He has the illusion that he can be so unlimited and powerful forever!

And the other feeling is the opposite. The intense crisis of death overshadowed his body and mind, leaving his soul bleak. He felt weak and tiny like a balloon that had never been blown to its limits, and perhaps the next second would dissipate with a bang.

Both sensations were so clear and intuitive that they deeply engulfed Grimm's soul and convinced him.

Are you strong or weak? Are you approaching the height of your life or wandering on the brink of death?

Grimm was suddenly confused!