Age of Adepts

Fuck

I'm afraid Alice has greeted all of these bastards' loved ones with warm greetings at this moment if she has time to curse them. The murderers were hiding behind them, but they pointed their attack spears at themselves without distinction.

If it's a bunch of apprentice witches in front of you, Alice doesn't have to worry about the threat they pose to herself. But at this moment, the group lying in front of her consists of nine witches and 17 apprentice witches.

Either one of them singled it out, and Alice smiled, directing the spider puppet beast straight over it. But when they work together to provoke a wave of tremendous witchcraft, Alice, hiding in a thick metal shell, also feels numb on her scalp and cold on her limbs.

The colorful elements of witchcraft merged into a terrible stream of elements that shook and collided with each other and rushed towards the Spider Puppet Beast.

Alice screamed inside and quickly commanded the Spider Puppet Beast to hide horizontally. While dodging, the light flashed inside the metal spider hive, supporting the overlapping force field barrier.

Of all the protective witchcraft, this field barrier undoubtedly works best.

Most other protective witchcraft have an elemental predisposition, although it works well when protecting witchcraft attacks of the same attribute, but it is also easy to be restrained by the corresponding elemental witchcraft. The force field barrier, on the other hand, is pure magic energy and has no elemental inclination, making it particularly suitable for large-scale witch warfare.

But even so, the spider puppet beast held up a force field barrier as thick as a tortoise shell for less than three seconds. Overlapping each other, the intensity of elemental witchcraft attacks has reached even two or three hundred degrees at this moment, destroying and dragging decay through the translucent force field barrier, involving spider puppet beasts who cannot escape.

Sophia and Chevy, who followed the Spider Puppet Beast, fled in a dramatic panic. Although the Raging Witch has an anti-demonic physique, this immunity is also limited, beyond the limit, and she still cannot eat and walk.

Two or three hundred degrees of assault, which has reached the level of a Level 2 wizard, is that she dares not to hardwire either.

Just as Alice was jumped by the ‘anti-water’ chicken dog of the witch group, the mysterious girl gently let go of the witch's body and closed her eyes and carefully tasted the 'pleasure * feeling’ of destiny gathering in her body.

It's like crossing an invisible threshold, and the mysterious girl's qualities are hidden in a slightly different way, and it seems that… along with her soul, she has been elevated to a level that is difficult for outsiders to measure.

20 o'clock.

The power of destiny brought by the witch who just killed finally raised the total value of her destiny to 20 points, a terrible threshold on the verge of qualitative transformation.

Unconsciously, this hall of witchcraft has also begun to undergo mysterious changes.

The floor beneath the feet and the surrounding walls gradually began to become transparent and bright, with countless light blue, light purple, and dark red magic lines interwoven into each other, forming a glittering node of witchcraft one after another.

The magical lines of countless blood meridians spread randomly, seemingly cluttered, yet giving people an unusual sense of mystery. They are spliced together and coiled into three-dimensional symbolic structures of varying shapes and sizes. The tiny puzzles of the star dots keep appearing and slowly spelled into a string of unintelligible puzzle chains.

At this moment in time, the entire hall of witchcraft has disappeared… floors, domes and walls are hidden in darkness, leaving only a mysterious array of magic threads woven together.

Powerful witchcraft energy runs through the Ruwen chain.

They are wrapped around each other, on dense turns, perfectly fitted together by overlapping threads of magic, interrelated, mutually reinforcing, joined together by all the magical spiritual threads, fused together to form a formidable and mysteriously powerful array of witches.

And at this moment, at the heart of the Mysterious Wizard Front, is this mysterious girl that people can't even name.

The young girl's body floated slowly.

It was as if she had suddenly stuffed into a small sun and reflected a dizzying and strange gleam, which implicitly reflected the wreckage of all her limbs.

And at the bright core of the blind sun, the circle of destiny formed by a double snake tail is clearly visible.

“This... this is the... totem of the Witch of Destiny...”

A witch who studied magic totems screamed.

And her words were like a bomb, pulling people out of the unconscious chaos instantly.

What are they doing here?

Of course, to fight for a chance to become the Witch of Destiny!

But isn't it true that the witch in front of them had the Destiny Witch Totem step by step, which means that she has been recognized by the Law of Destiny? Doesn't her victory mean... that everyone will be the abandoned child of destiny and the cornerstone of others' footsteps?

In an instant, the hearts of many witches seemed to sink into the millennium cold, cool and thorough, and cold teeth trembled.

But when the hearts and minds of the people were dying, Chevy chewed his teeth and stood up.

“What are you panicking about? Only a complete ceremony can be considered a true witch of destiny. As long as we kill her before the ceremony is over, everyone will have a chance...”

Just say it, Chev waved his hands together, and a string of cold ice cones whistled towards the young girl who condensed half-empty.

Cold ice witchcraft touched the outer layer of the Mysterious Witchcraft and immediately triggered a strong backphage.

Dozens of cold ice spears, far more powerful than the cold cone, sprung up in the sky and pounded into Chevy in a more fierce manner.

Chevy's complexion changed and her eyes revealed amazement.

These cold ice spears can be far above her cold cone, can the outside ice armor hold up?

Just as she was turning her mind around, not knowing whether to turn to defense or to run away, a huge figure suddenly plunged into her and covered the ice gun with a huge body.

Ding Ding...

After the crisp burst, the huge black shadow moved through the metal body, and Alice's angry scream came out: “Sisters, what are you still hesitating about? Just for our lives, to give ourselves a chance to kill her...”

In the roar, the slightly broken spider puppet suddenly burst forward, and the evil energy artillery at the top of the giant metal shell immediately fired relentlessly and continuously.

A purple plastic soaking rain point smashed into a young girl floating in a sorceress formation.

“I hate those sneaky guys the most! You murdering little mouse behind your back, die for me...” Sofia instantly turned into a fierce witch, waving a coarse wooden wand and walking up the mountain at a heavy pace.

“Yeah, sisters, our efforts can't be ruined by this guy who pops up out of nowhere! Whoever takes our destiny, I want her dead!” The witch who woke up for the first time screamed and her hands lit up the rays of witchcraft.

With these people in the lead, there was confusion that witches and apprentices who had lost all chances immediately had the backbone. Hardly anyone else to mobilize anything, this girl closest to the Destiny Witch Throne became a target, a colorful, powerful witchcraft rainfall smashed into the Witch Array.

Watching the awakeners, the mysterious girl slowly opened her eyes in the witch formation, her dark eyes soaked with the pride and contempt of the superior, and said softly: "Humph, disrespectful transcenders, you are only wretches struggling with destiny, or accept your destiny. Otherwise you will bear the backlash of destiny... the deprivation of destiny! ”

As the young girl scolded lightly, the people on the field shook their bodies together, and their faces showed a painful and struggling look. And deep in their spiritual consciousness, a mysterious group began to light up and slowly peel out of their souls.

Everybody screams the pain of tearing your heart apart!

When the gift of destiny awakens in them, it has become one of the most vital components of their lives. Their abilities, their glory, everything they do, always revolve around the gift of destiny.

At this moment, however, with the words of the mysterious girl, the gift of destiny associated with her life and death is thus deprived.

If they had invested so much effort and resources in the gift of destiny before, how much pain they would have to endure at this moment.

This is ten or hundred times more painful than a scalp cramp!

Those apprenticeship-level awakeners are simply unable to endure such pain and, while unable to resist rolling over the ground, the skin size of the entire body surface collapses, revealing the flesh and muscles of the bright pink below. Infinite blood spills and instantly turns them into an intolerable blood man.

The mysterious light group slowly pulls away from their bodies, and every inch they pull away, one or more of their soul silk threads suddenly collapse.

Over the years of hard work, the gift of destiny has long been a part of their lives, and every inch of their body, every piece of flesh, is inextricably linked. Forced by external forces at this moment, the pain immersed in it is simply not experienced by outsiders!

All the witch apprentices are dying of direct pain!

After their death, their entire bodies, flesh and soul were burned in an anonymous flame, transformed into the most pure energy substance, wrapped in a mysterious group of light and immersed in a witch formation.

And that mysterious girl at the core of the Witch Front couldn't help but give her head a mouthful of joy and happiness today!