Age of Adepts

Chapter 188: The Hungry Winner

When Grimm removed the guard from the door, put away the lightning giant and walked out of the stone room, it was only then that the wizards stood outside their doors, looking remotely at the humble tower.

As for the expression on your face, it's not enough!

When Grim came out, people nodded and looked back at the tower.

At this time, the void ripples formed by the spatial fluctuations are already visible to the naked eye!

A circle of watery space wrinkles spread in circles, touching the peripheral protective witch array, the two forces interact, spurting more and more frequent ripples, and dense space debris has appeared in many places.

Fortunately, however, the pre-laid protective witch array blocked the spill of spatial fluctuations and did not spread the shock afterwaves outside the illusion junction. Otherwise, with the intensity of this spatial oscillation, the top-level strong in the entire surface will perceive the inappropriateness of the area through the power of their own laws.

Space fluctuations are becoming tighter.

Finally, as a burst of tearing cowhide paper burst, the swaying space wrinkles focused somewhere in the tall tower, slowly opening a portal.

With regard to this void transmission, no one in the camp received any information about the size and hierarchy of the reinforcements. At this moment, everyone lost interest in the conversation and stood silently waiting for the final result.

It was not until an hour after the portal disappeared that the gates of the tower slowly opened, and a team of wizards came out of it, headed by Lord Vergen.

Coming to the 2nd level wizard Lord Vergen and 23 Sarubo family wizards.

These family wizards are obviously old brand wizards permanently stationed in various subordinate positions, so as soon as Father came out, he flew up on his own without any explanation or instruction, briefly browsed the layout of the wizard camp and started.

The Vergan Wizard, on the other hand, went straight to Kogan et al., and began to ask in detail what was going on around the camp.

A mechanical beast, a witch beast and a rock puppet were released and started cleaning up the buildings in the camp. These family wizards, all with their own balloons, obviously came prepared, so they acted particularly vigorously and concisely.

Just as a few people spoke, several buildings along the edge of the camp had been pushed down. A mechanical beast waved numerous metal tentacles, transporting broken brick rubble outside the camp, while those rock puppets quickly leveled the land.

Looking at their posture, it was clear that they were extremely dissatisfied with the original camp layout, pushing everything over the face of reconstruction. More wizards gather near the rudimentary tower, pointing points, than rowing, and seem to be discussing the construction of a new wizard tower.

Several camp seniors, such as Kogan, stood respectfully by Lord Vergan and answered each other's questions seriously. When Vergen heard that two wizards were lurking outside the camp and had successfully taken control of several villages around the forest and a small human city, he finally smiled satisfactorily on his cold face.

Just as a few people spoke, several wizards commanded a group of rock puppets to come to the Witchcraft Laboratory in Kogan. The indigenous teenager came out screaming and waved his arms angrily in front of the lab without hesitation.

A wizard floating in the air waved his hand and a huge green thorny cannibal flower came out of the ground and tied the teenager tight. Spin, the wizard flew to the teenager, pierced his skin with his sharp fingertips, smeared a little blood into his mouth to taste, nodded satisfactorily.

The next moment, the wizard begins to engrave a palm-sized soul wizard array on the forehead of the teenager, looking to squeeze out all his soul memories.

The muscles in the corner of the mouth of the Kogan Wizard twitched silently several times, bowing their heads to explain to the Vergan Wizard: "My lord, this indigenous teenager is quite gifted with magic, and I am going to develop it into one of our ears, eyes and puppets. You see..."

“No need!” Lord Vergan seems to care nothing about what his men do: “A lowlife native! This can wait until the camp is well established. Now that his soul memories have been extracted, new wizards can learn more about the world and greatly improve their efficiency. This is good for camp development! ”

Coghan Wizard Vignono took a few deep breaths and finally didn't say anything.

And with these words of kung fu, the sorcerer's etched soul witch formation has been completed. As the white light converged in the sorceress formation, the indigenous teenager stood still, and the whole soul consciousness was drawn out by the sorceress formation on his forehead, condensed into a white bead.

The wizard put a white bead between his eyebrows and nodded with satisfaction when he closed his eyes for a few moments. Then he threw the beads at the wizard around him. Everyone, like him, spiritually probed the soul memory of the teenager stored in the beads and quickly gained the general information.

Even a few wizards with learning talents have been able to communicate proficiently in native indigenous languages and scripts. Browsing the full memory of another soul is nothing but the best kung fu for these spiritual wizards.

Perhaps the entire life of that indigenous teenager is worth only three or five years in their eyes!

The Witchcraft Lab was finally pushed down, and the “materials” of the hard-hitting Witchcraft were exposed in broad daylight. A few interested wizards floated over and picked up inside, picking up the remains of the surviving Hound Knights and a few dry, broken knights.

As for the other garbage, it was removed with the brick rubble.

“Sir, what do you see a few of us need to do?” The smile on Kogan's face remained unchanged and he still asked respectfully.

“The camp's Wizard Tower needs to be erected as soon as possible, and there is nothing for you to get involved in for the time being. I'll send two wizards to take over that little human city, and you'll go along with them and do some ancillary work. Be careful not to disturb the camp. That's all I ask!” Just say it. The Vogan wizard turned away from the crowd and went to gather his men.

The stiff and stubborn smile hung on everyone's face, everyone lost the valley of conversation despair, silent head down contemplation, and the atmosphere on the field was depressing.

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And when the night came upon the earth again, seven men came to the city of Blue Hill.

5 Sorcerer Camp Elders and 2 newly appointed Sorcerers.

The crowd went into hidden shape and floated quietly over the 300-meter night sky, looking down at this glorious human city beneath.

After all, Blue Hill City is a famous landscape destination on the continent, bordered by the resource-rich Greenland Forest, which brings together these geographical advantages and brings together a great deal of Fuja power in Blue Hill City. They are either heads of chambers of commerce, nobles who play purely here, or artists who have long admired the fame here...

Either way, their arrival brings great vitality to the city and makes the nightlife here so colorful, * * * luxurious!

Without keeping them waiting, a thin dark creature soared in the shadow of the flaming lights and quickly flew to them with its leathery wings.

“My lords, the dwarf has come to greet me by order of his master. Adults are also invited to accompany the dwarf…” The bloodsucking bat instantly transformed into a well-dressed noble youth, respectfully saluting the people.

Unfortunately, his words were not finished. The head wizard lifted his left hand gently, and a lightning bolt struck him on the shoulder, screaming his burning squeak.

“From now on, I am the master here!” The wizard said coldly, "Take me to the Mary Wizard! ”

Everyone's eyes flashed a little, apparently unexpected that the Mirrey wizard appointed by Lord Fergan had arrived at first sight, and had taken the lead so blatantly without seeing Mary's face. Although Lord Vergan had spoken to them to assist the Mirrey Wizard before his arrival, the other party's blatant disrespect for Mary's face still exceeded everyone's expectations.

The Kogan Wizard glanced invisibly at Grimm.

Grimm, on the other hand, is still smiling at the night view of the town below him, and doesn't seem to have noticed the change around him at all.

After all, it was only a vampire derivative that came to greet us, not even in a better position than the blood slaves that Mary had herself held. So in the face of the anger of a superior wizard, he dared not to argue or struggle at all, just a powerful cry for forgiveness.

Only after a short breath did the Millet Wizard put out the flame at will.

Without daring to delay, the vampire derivative once again turned into a bloodsucking bat and flew obliquely toward some part of the town beneath him.

Everyone followed immediately.

The place where Mary “met” the crowd was still the last hidden sleeping room.

Young aristocratic men and women dressed up along the way in the shadows of gardens, corridors, corners of walls, whispering together, are extremely curious about this uninvited group of mysterious figures.

Mary used her first embrace to gather together some powerful or powerful figures, and at the moment this group of vampires was created by her using other means. As for the lower vampire derivatives, they don't even have the right to step into this hidden area!

In the eyes of many vampires, the wizards walked in and stepped into the horrible blood pool that Mary had carefully built for herself.

Originally, the magnificent king bed had disappeared, replacing it with a five-meter mysterious pool of blood. Mary is soaking comfortably inside and enjoying the service of four beautiful vampire girls around her.

Some give her a gentle kneading of her arms, some hold a golden cup and wait for her to drink, and two gently deliver the stripped grapes to her mouth with toothpicks...

Swinging in the pool is not clear spring water, nor warm and comfortable hot soup, but sticky scarlet blood!