Age of Adepts

How terrible is an elite monster with a home profit?

This question may not have been answered well before, but now… no longer needs to be answered!

In this spider lobby, huge, swollen hunting spiders can be as flexible as monkeys. With the cover of Stone Column, it can easily escape the intensive witchcraft bombing by the Grimm side. And it took the opportunity to climb the wall, and the eight spider legs, assisted by the spider web, even hung upside down on the top of the cave, flew like flights, lightning quickly.

And every time it strikes, the dense, forest-like knuckle punctures and clamp raids can stir the Grimm side up the chickens and dogs, dodging around. In an environment like this, any misstep could plunge you into a cobweb trap, and you'll be waiting for the terrible end of the Phage of Thousand Spiders!

Fortunately, however, Grimm is also a fierce fire witch with his own home field. Once the Flaming Demon transforms, that bright red flame junction surrounds the only land under him, all became his home.

When the flame junction and the heavenly spider web come into contact, it is as fierce as a water fire against the furnace.

The flames of the sky burned violently, crisp the scorched black hair on which most of the web rested, and then incinerated into ash. And the way the Spider Tura fights the flame junction is the Spider self-destruct!

Thousands of fist-sized eccentric spiders crawl out of various dark corners, jump into the flame junction with a jump band, and then burst into flames before their bodies were incinerated.

These tiny spiders are tiny magical creatures that indulge in magical energy, and their self-destructive power, though not enormous enough, is not less than a 20-degree magic fireball. And when the number of them increases, several little spiders explode simultaneously, and the energy oscillations and superposition, while some extra energy dissipates, the resulting synergy reaches an astonishing level.

Ten small spiders in clusters, easy and relaxing to reach Grimm's full capacity to reach 130 degrees!

And there are more than ten little spiders in front of us. Just look at the dense numbness on the ground, rock walls, stone columns and ceiling of the spider lobby. The number of small spiders is likely to have exceeded three digits.

The shock vortex formed by violent magic energy severely damages the stability of the flame junction, causing it to shrink rapidly from 100 metres of coverage. Once the Flame Boundary collapses, Grimm's line will face the onslaught of those fierce little spiders directly.

The growlers, rotters, and Anguga retreated to Grimm's side, using intense fire to repel the fierce raids of the Spider Tula. Grimm, on the other hand, freed his hands and emptied four large fire-based witchcraft from the voodoo scroll in one breath.

Scarlet Flame Storm

Rain of Meteors!

Doomsday Fire Mountain!

Firecloud!

It has to be said that the power of self-destruct in small spider clusters is indeed counterproductive, but it is difficult for Tula to dominate the Black Forest with this. One of the main reasons is that the spider's resistance and defense are too low!

Perhaps because mutated, most of the organs in the spider are used to store magic energy, their resistance and physical defense are much lower than those of the same power.

This led to the passive spontaneous explosion of a supermassive flame witchcraft in Grimm that wiped out those little spiders that hadn't rushed into the flame junction immediately. Vulnerable defenses and dense numbers undoubtedly justify chaining them to self-destruct!

When a red flame storm with an attack intensity of 90 degrees was thrown out, the dense sound of a self-destruct exploded around the spider lobby. Even Tula, the monster hunter who hid in the dark, was dragged by the little monster spider beside him and severely bombed twice.

And the dense suicide bombing has taken an irreparable and devastating toll on this spider hall!

Most of the stone columns supporting the cave hall were broken and the surrounding rock walls were blown up at cracks. Finally, the overburdened top wall collapsed on a large scale amidst a wave of soft tooth legs.

If the growler hadn't stood up and put up a small barrier with his enormous stone body, I'm afraid Grimm would inevitably fall victim to this scourge.

But after this robbery, the growler also finally depleted the elemental energy in the magic puppet nucleus, and the whole body of rock blocks collapsed, falling into a pile of turbulent stones and no more movement. It didn't die, but this battle won't happen again!

When Grimm and others crawled out of the ground with difficulty, they didn't wait to find Tula's whereabouts, and suddenly a huge figure burst into the pile of rocks around them, the sharp and terrible spider legs covered several of them with an awesome wind.

Needless to say, Grimm instantly jumped off the scene with a flame, while the three magic dogs left in place, Anguga and the rotter, were miserable and instantly stabbed into a skewer by a secretly attacked hunting spider.

A large Anguga dog's head was beheaded and a large bowl of blood sprayed with purple and black columns of blood. And its body, also passed by two spider joints, held up in the air by a terrific hiss.

As for the rotters, their defenses were more fragile, and they were chopped twice by a giant chelate at the front end of the head, turning into a stubborn liquid on the ground. The previously undigested spider crusts and limbs that had been swallowed by the decayed seemed disgusting.

The red light flashed and Grimm emerged next to a stone stallion 30 meters away, turning back to silently look at the hunting spider Tula, who was provoking Anguga with his limbs.

A squeak echoed.

Tula's two limbs were staggered, the rough hard crust moved slightly in Anguga's flesh and blood, and the screams of the three demon dogs immediately rose again eight degrees.

“... dare to break into my lair, now you know what I'm good at!” Though Tula taught Anguga a harsh lesson, his large and small, dense eyes stared instantly at the distant motions of Grimm, somewhat bizarre.

Several of the guys on the field are not his opponents, but only this powerful and weak human wizard has transmitted a death threat that darkens his palpitations.

Grimm's tall body burned the flame of a bear, still at the level of a flaming demon's transformation, and did not attempt to unblock the flaming demon's heart. His blue-hearted eyes, while staring at the all-god alert Tula, were rapidly communicating with some strange existence in his mind.

Just now, as Tura was about to launch a surprise attack on him, a sudden spiritual consciousness touched his perception gently. And the first thing he does when he connects with the other side is remind him of the old spider's sneak attack.

Otherwise, his spiritual perception has not yet detected the existence of Tura in the context of his recent escape from poverty. If you get hit by a sneak attack, it is inevitable that you will suffer some serious injuries!

“Now believe me!” The mysterious spiritual consciousness continues to communicate with him: “I helped you, and you will help me. I don't need you to do anything else, you just need to push that damn old spider back 30 meters behind the side, I will try to help you kill it..."

Grim is somewhat speechless.

But according to the database match of the chip, this mysterious mental consciousness seems to be able to match some guy's number one. If it was really him, what he was doing could be explained.

Soon an agreement was reached with the other party, and Grimm did so without any hesitation.

The decayer, who was paralyzed in front of the hunting spider Tula, suddenly glistened with a green halo, and two decayers, slightly smaller than the previous one, burst in place and started spraying madly close to Tula spraying strong decaying acid.

Grimm held a cane in his left hand, grabbed a voodoo scroll in his right hand, and a raging red light flashed as the cheerleading pages flickered, and a fierce ball of fireball immediately hit Tula. This beaded fireball is just a stock in a voodoo scroll, and Grimm pushed a burst ball to the left of Tula with a voodoo in his hand.

All these attacks have no regard for the existence of Anguga the Three Demon Dogs!

If Tula intends to block this wave of witchcraft with Anguga, even she herself will inevitably be affected by the aftermath of the explosion.

It has long been counted that the wizards are ungrateful men, threatening them with so-called hands, purely to find their own death. So the six limbs beneath Tula quickly sway, moving backwards to the side, and as it flashed back, it chelated, smashing the seriously injured Anguga into the flanking bursting fireball.

According to Tula's original habit, this moment should have been rushed forward, hard against each other's offense, close to Grimm's side, and a close fight against each other. It is also worthwhile to trade small creations for a chance to fight each other with a terrible double attack that it has grinded out for centuries.

But Tula is deeply troubled by the powerful book of witchcraft in Grimm's hands.

A book of witchcraft that can instantly produce so much powerful witchcraft, I'm afraid, has already reached the level of witchcraft. Until we figure out how many sorceries are still in it, Tura won't easily fight that human witch for his life!

And the human wizard suddenly took the initiative to attack, and it always felt like there was some kind of conspiracy in there.

Otherwise, after a series of attacks, the human wizard suddenly caught fire, and then the whole person disappeared into the fire.

Flame jump!

Goddamn it, where is he going to jump?

Was it an attack on that element puppet, or was it just a hard fight?

With anxiety and suspicion, the two pairs of cheeks at the front end of Tula's body rose high, blocking every inch of space around him like four sharp machetes. And with the other two pairs of hind limbs, it began to accelerate the retreat, quickly moving away from its original position.

Yet just as it retreated from its vast body, a messy pile of rocks burst behind it, at the edge of the cave, and a slightly softer, long-lived shadow burst out rapidly onto its thick crust.

Enemy?

This suddenly emerged enemy scared the soul away from Tula the Spider.

It trembled wildly, trying to shake each other, but the visitor seemed not to care if he would get hurt at all. He actually swam up the back crust along its huge beep, and then endured the bruised bruises on his pink skin, the head of Naotula.

Demon Spider Tula Horror!

Triangular skull slightly skewed over, palpable, but saw a pair of horrible eyes filled with horrible light...