Age of Adepts

The basic battle power data of the Puppet Knight is assessed as:

Strength

The Raging Flame Tyrant has been chipped to assess its basic battle power as:

Strength 9 Agility 7 Physique 11 Spirit 18...

If the battle power gap between the two is to be evaluated, it can only be said that there are strengths and weaknesses.

The Puppet Knight is a powerful, shielded sword with a close combat technique, and is fully capable of crushing the witch's fierce bombardment to the other side, cutting it to the ground. Its spirit, however, is only seven points, which heralds the fact that its own reserves of energy cannot sustain a long period of combat depletion.

This is probably the only flaw in it!

The Flaming Tyrant, who is physically and powerfully enough to crush ordinary wizards and puppets, doesn't seem to have enough basic data in the face of a superb, double-defensive Top Puppet Knight. The spirit of the fiery tyrant is super high, which allows it to pour a great deal of witchcraft on its enemies with impunity. But it still has a lot of Poor Puppet Knights.

And the less-than-colored part is reflected in the boost of auxiliary equipment!

The Knight of the Puppet body is constructed using ordinary alloys of magic iron. This is actually a helpless move. After all, a 3-metre tall, 76-ton all-metal doll would cost the Knight four or five times more if it were built entirely from more advanced Mandaso alloys.

So in order to keep the cost down and maintain the strength of the Puppet Knight, the Puppet Master of the Gritto family built the Puppet Body out of the Magic Iron Alloy and then equipped it with a Mandaso Alloy tower shield. This combination of cost and strength, combined with the integration of the souls of high-ranking knights, creates a horrific battle force for the Puppet Knight to sweep across all his opponents.

The Flame Tyrant is longer than a Ranged Attack.

So the battle between the two is more like a war between an elemental wizard and an alchemist!

If one is close to the other, the body elemented by the fiery tyrant will not be able to withstand the blow of the Horror Witch. Once the torso is dismantled, the power of the fiery tyrant will fall sharply, and it will be difficult to win again!

So the key to the whole battle is how to keep your distance from each other and then use the fiery tyrant's constant horror fireballs to blow down and smash your enemies.

Even if the fiery tyrant spirit is 18 o'clock old, it is difficult to have such fine fighting skills. Intelligence is sometimes not fully representative of wisdom, which all wizards understand!

If the spirit is representative of everything, why does the wizard accumulate knowledge day after day, sharpening his fighting skills? All wizards are staying in the Wizard Tower, drinking potion, meditating wildly, trying to push the spirit up...

So the only way to get the Flaming Tyrant to execute this martial arts plan is for Grimm to personally manipulate the Flaming Tyrant's body with his own consciousness and then work perfectly with the chip.

So to do this, it seems the Flame Tyrant needs some modifications and fixes!

Second day.

When the Red Robe witch reappeared in front of Grimm, greeting her was a long list of items.

Unlike Grimm's expectations, seeing this list, Lord Nanali, the Grade 2 Red Witch, instead of being angry, was overjoyed and immediately ordered Angus to do it in full.

As can be seen, in his earlier contacts with the Gritto family, Lord Nanali apparently suffered tremendous humiliation. So as soon as Grimm showed confidence in Olympics, she used her authority to give him her full support.

The time agreed between the two families is 7 days from now, so there isn't much time left for Grim!

…………

Leanna Mushroom Hut.

This is a witch house situated on a small dark swamp.

A total of less than ten acres of land, induced by the Weird Witch Array, gives a strange feeling of being in an infinite black swamp.

Cloudy, filthy, stinking pools abound above the ground, and slowly rolling over the flowing pools are surprisingly sticky. The wet mist rises and gathers over the dark swamp, blocking the ever-present bright sun in Sky City, reflecting the darkening gloom of this dark swamp.

Grimm held Alice in his hand and walked carefully between the mud and mud pools, never daring to stain his feet with a tiny cloudy pool.

The chip projection in his mind suggests that these stinking pools are super poisonous, even in this swamp of air. A normal man breathes here instantly and a wizard like him can still breathe freely.

But every inhalation, his nasal cavity, his trachea, his alveoli, the terrible heat kills countless virulent bacteria. The quantified body is no longer too afraid of this biotoxin! Then, as he exhales, a visible black gas will erupt.

These are the remnants of the dead bacteria!

Most of the resources he needed to transform the fiery tyrants had been prepared by the Byrons, but some scarce resources were still lacking. And after Lord Nanali's inquiry, Liana, the second-degree witch hidden in this mushroom hut, seemed a little stocked, so Grimm had to come and visit herself.

As for why Lord Nanali did not come personally, the reasons are simple and silent.

This Lord Leanna seems to be a bizarre witchcraft. She hates all the Fake Witches!

In her view, only witches with ancient witch knowledge and adherence to witch beliefs and traditions are true witches. Witch truth lies in the choice of destiny, in the leadership of the Witch King, and those who no longer believe in the Witch King can only be called female wizards and do not deserve the title of witch.

So, unfortunately, Lord Nanali has become one of the objects of Leanna's witch rejection!

Before stepping into the Dark Swamp, Grimm could even see the corner of the second-degree Witch Mushroom Hut through the hazy fog and the haunted tree crevices of the mother-in-law. But since walking into the swamp, he's been walking for an hour, changing the line of defense a few times along the way, and the mushroom cabin has always been just a short distance away.

Looking back now, even the entrance becomes invisible.

The mud stirred in the stinking pond, and there seemed to be some strange monster moving underneath. And the ghost tree beside her began to shake up, palpitating her teeth and dancing claws!

Feeling the tremor of Alice's little hand, Grimm smiled slightly: "Alice, are you afraid? ”

“Huh, I'm not afraid!” Alice still says, “You think I don't know about witches' traditions? ”

“What are the traditions of witches? ”

“Witches are united in their belief in the King of Witches, so no direct killing is allowed between them, otherwise all witches will be regarded as common enemies! ”

“Oh, is that what you're saying?” Grimm asked puzzled, "If you accidentally fell into a poisonous pool and were poisoned, would that be a direct murder? ”

“Of course not, otherwise any witch can use this method to kill a guy she doesn't like! ”

Alice's words just landed, and a dense cloud of white mist floated in the water beside her, wrapped around her, and quickly congealed a miserable white and ugly old woman's face in front of her.

“Little guy, don't say so much. You're not a real witch. Killing you isn't breaking a witch's vow!” The old witch in the smoke grinned.

“But I'm a Destiny Witch candidate now! Doesn't killing me mean you're already involved in the selection of Destiny Witches?” Alice is young, but she should have a little insight, and the questions asked are equally sharp.

“Little guy's got a really sharp mouth. Well, in front of this little guy, I'll make an exception to meet you! ”

The voice of the old witch had just fallen and calm was restored again in the stinking pool.

There was no half branch leaf on the torso, only the lean bone and wrinkled bark of the ghost tree made a squeaky stinging sound and began to move slowly towards both sides of the road to get up.

And that mushroom hut, which had been hidden in the distance, appeared in front of them in a strange haze break.

Grimm took Alice just one step forward and stepped onto a gray, dark lawn floating in the middle of the pond. And that mushroom house is right in the middle of this lawn.

The lawn is not big enough to be one acre in size.

Mushroom huts are even less eye-catching, and the low ones are only one and a half meters tall and less than five meters square.

But Grimm was even more surprised by its cruelty and ruin than the “small” of the mushroom hut.

Seriously, this mushroom hut is actually more like a dilapidated house that is common in slums.

The skewed, oblique, dense web around the corners, otherwise soft and lustrous, bacteria seem to have lost their rightful vitality at this moment.

“Come in! You two." An old, sharp voice came out of the cabin.

Grimm bit his teeth and could only bend over and enter the mushroom hut with Alice.

Grimm was amazed that the house was not as small as he thought it would be. Even at his height of 2 meters, he was able to straighten his torso smoothly and his head was nearly half a metre away from the old ceiling.

This mushroom house is still two floors long, and Grimm can even see that the room above her head is a simple study through a huge gap in a dilapidated wooden slab.

The centre of the first floor cabin is a skewed, distorted pillar with giant mold spots.

At the far corner of the house, on a burning pond, a giant ugly crucible is brewing unknown green soup. It's not loaded with horrible white eyes, it's the arms of an unknown creature, or the human skull without half a silk flesh...

An unspeakable pungent smell haunted the house, making Grimm instantly green after just sniffing a sip.

Damn, this soup is poisonous!