Age of Adepts

In the dark woods, there is more than one battlefield.

Through the light night fog, the distant makeshift camp similarly heard a tremendous elemental roar.

A wave of sudden bursts of elements swept wildly around everything, destroying and decaying small makeshift camps into elemental turbulent oceans. Even half a mile away, Grimm can clearly perceive the terror that destroys the heavens and the earth.

Through the Soul Contract, he was able to see that Alice and Cabbie were not dead and were fleeing that destroyed camp. But are there any soldiers behind these two men who could have escaped the other wizard's pursuit?

It's all an unknown number!

And if he wants to take over or rescue, the first thing he needs to do is beat the bloody wizard, the bloody butcher, who's on the move.

Just as Grimm hesitated, the fiery tyrant had hung wildly with the bloody butcher.

In the flaming sea, the flaming tyrant's tall flaming body was chopped off by the other party's star flame, and the flame flickered. And the fierce flames that sprinkled wildly also made the bloody butcher burn scream, even the big sword in his hands began to heat in the horror of selling financial iron, gradually becoming a burning iron.

Bloody Butcher has more bloody energy in his robust and solid body, haunting his side, protecting his body from being roasted into coke by the heat of terror. But such protection never lasts, and he must overthrow this element of first-order peak power in the shortest possible time, otherwise there will always be a moment when this rudimentary blood-gas barrier is eroded by the flames.

Bloody energy extends over the blade, and with this super corrosive blood, the bloody butcher's wildly dancing two-handed sword also inflicts tremendous damage on the Elemental Fireman.

More often than not, however, the bloody butcher also travels around elemental firemen at a flexible pace, avoiding the fierce and fierce fire witchcraft of the other party. Whenever a horrible elemental fireball blows up not far from his side, he can feel the tingling of burning skin on his surface.

130 or 140 degrees?

Without accurate measurements, he has no idea what the intensity of the fireman's attack is, nor does he want to know. All he knew was that whenever the Fireman roared and reached out to him, he was running away. Once solid, he is not confident that he will be able to withstand the terrible flames of martyrdom with high health!

Although he had already learned from intelligence sources that there was a horrible element puppet in the target's hands, the element puppet was strong enough to exceed his expectations.

As a 17-point body wizard, the physical resistance of the blood butcher's body has reached an astonishing level, and can even be compared to some rough, fleshy, defensive monsters. Even without the blood metal armor on his body, he can easily resist elements and physical attacks below 60 degrees naked.

It also means that even if he fights naked, naked, and a bunch of wizard apprentices, it is difficult for the other party to damage his body in any way. He, on the other hand, was able to hold on to the attacks of two digits of enemies, rushing to them and smashing them one by one with a sword as easy as a cockroach.

But even with such a strong body, the Bloody Butcher still dared not harden the fiery ball of the Elemental Fireman. He has a feeling that if he gets hit by a fireball, it must hurt a lot...

It has to be said that the blood butcher's body feels very accurate.

In Grimm's brain projection, every witchcraft attack by the Flaming Tyrant has reached an astonishing 150 degrees. This is well above the highest threshold that ordinary wizards can reach!

Of all the species that possess extraordinary power, the human body undoubtedly belongs to the more vulnerable. So when human wizards absorb cumulative magic elements, the concentration of elements that can be immersed in the flesh of a unit area is much lower than that of monsters.

This is reflected in witchcraft, which means that the element attack strength of human witches is subject to physical strength, toughness and other factors, and it is difficult to reach as pure and violent as monsters.

Even if the body is transformed into a Grimm element and the Fire Specialty is chosen, it can only pile the attack to 115 degrees. The fiery tyrant, on the other hand, is a powerful elemental demon puppet, beyond its own rank, although there is no strong body to match, but the fire system witchcraft provoked by the raising of hands and feet is still powerful and terrifying.

150 degrees!

That's enough to kill some ordinary wizards in a second!

Grimm endured severe pain in his thoracic vertebrae, straightened his torso and remotely sensed distant movements.

Even though Alice was caught up in the air, she took the time to warn Grimm. The encroachment on the camp was not a sorcerer, but... two.

If you add up to the number of Wizards in front of you, I'm afraid there are three amazing Wizards who will come after you tonight!

After all, I am nothing but a promoted wizard!

Grimm also sees the strategy very clearly.

Wrap yourself around with this Refinery Wizard, and the other two wizards quickly strangle their servants, then the three of them together to kill themselves!

As can be seen from this attack strategy, the other party intentionally did not want to let the news leak tonight, so they tried to kill the chicken with a cow knife and let the two wizards hunt down their servants with dignity.

In that case, there is no reason to hesitate. The only way to survive tonight is to kill this refiner in advance of the arrival of two other wizards.

Lifting his head, he looked at the bloody figure swimming quickly beside the fiery tyrant, and Grimm mumbled a few strange and obstinate syllables of witchcraft, pointing his finger at each other. The elements flaming everywhere on the side of the shadow of the bloodstain instantly wrapped around each other's body with a strange chain of flames.

With a physical strength of only 15 degrees, the flame shackle with 5-point element damage is nothing more than a little witchcraft for a 17-point, 14-point purifier. But just moments after the blood butcher's body slipped, the fiery tyrant burst under his feet with a red flame pillar that ran through the heavens and the earth.

Bloody Butcher's rugged face suddenly floated with horror, violent bloody energy erupted, instantly breaking the shackles of the flame and spreading the horror columns beside him. And he stepped on one foot and left a deep footprint on the scorched black earth, which drove him out of the fire before the surrounding flames gathered.

But without waiting for him to catch his breath, the fiery fireballs of the Flaming Tyrant and Grimm's lava fireballs clamped right and left.

The bloody butcher's face changed dramatically, walking faster and faster, and the whole person turned into a blurred shadow, swimming fast around the fire. A broken ball of witchcraft chased behind him constantly, each explosion accompanied the fall of two or three tall tree mouths today.

And the earth splashed with dirt, and there was a "heavy rain”!

Damn, damn, damn, damn...

A stack of curses, the bloody butcher was almost pissed off by the tubes.

The goddamn target Grimm stood about 20 meters from the fiery tyrant, and the flame witchcraft in his hands kept throwing. Whenever he pulls up and wants to burst into the sides of two "people," he flies across a series of bursting and lava fireballs.

And the flame junction between the two “people" is all the more untraceable, which allows the bloody butcher to burn 30 degrees of flame at all times, even in high-speed movements. Such an injury could not help but ignite the clothes on his body for minutes.

Had it not been for the bloody metal armor to cover him up, I'm afraid he would have had only go!

After all, he is only a high-quality, high-powered purifier wizard. Speed is not his specialty. The main attack is a two-handed sword with corrosive blood. If they can't get close to each other, they can't fight back.

A sharp burst.

A half-tree trunk whistled and hit Grimm.

Still halfway through the sky, the trunk was hit by lava fireballs, exploding into star flames and debris.

And then the next moment, once again, one by one meter, the rock came whistling.

And it was blown into pieces in the air by a series of fireballs.

Grimm turned around, his hands gently pressed, and a lava fireball quickly flew away waiting for him...

And in front of the fireball route, the flaming sea of fire suddenly burst open and the bloody butcher rushed out with his big sword in his hands. Bloody swordmarks flashed quickly, chopping them into a piece of lava between black and red before the eruption of the super lava fireball, and most of the rolling magma wrapped inside was shaken out by it.

With a shocking and fierce drink, the blood of the bloody butcher swept around him, and the sword of his broad hands was turned into a sword and rain, quickly strangling towards Grimm.

Grimm would have managed to jump away from a flame at this point in time, if it had been normal.

Though he's in good physical shape, he wants to play melee with a professional body refiner, which is the act of looking for death.

But today the battlefield situation is dangerous, if it is delayed further, once the other three wizards are surrounded, then he is really dangerous. So in the face of a rolling array of terror swords, Grimm did not escape. Instead, he wrapped his hands around his chest, and a fire element gathered into the ultimate flame of terror and ran into each other.

Pfft……

There was no half-wire stagnation in the rotating Gyro Sword Array, stiff against the impact of the flame currents, upward against the currents, a little bit towards Grimm's body. The red flame element jets split in two in front of the rapidly spinning sword array, sliding off the left and right sides.

The distance between the two sides was less than 10 meters, and there was no more stopping them apart from the flame-element flood like that lava waterfall.

Both sides are biting their teeth. Hold on!

The Bloodhand Butcher broke the final barrier and strangled each other into pieces of flesh with a Rapid Sword Array. Grimm, on the other hand, desperately bites his teeth to increase the density and intensity of the flame flow in his hands, striving for that precious five-second period for the horror blow of the fiery tyrant.

Pfft...

In the strange sound of a broken flame, the front edge of the blade is less than half a metre from Grimm's fingertips.

Finally, the Raging Flame Tyrant took 5 seconds to cast his witchcraft on the rapidly spinning Bloody Butcher!