Age of Adepts

Flame Throne Witch Tower.

There are no more than three tower wizards who are able to know that Grimm was promoted early today.

Today, as usual, remains a normal, unusual day.

But at a certain moment, people suddenly received a message from their laboratories, residences, lecture halls to the fourth floor of the witch tower.

Eight tall tower wizards and twelve resident wizards gathered in the witchcraft hall and filled it immediately.

Most of the wizards are still unknown, so as soon as they arrive here, they are deterred by the heavy atmosphere on the scene, and immediately understand that there must be something important going on at the witch tower. Those resident wizards are merely guests, and it is certainly not possible to understand the movements of the high echelons of the tower beforehand.

So they came together, and they talked about it, and they asked each other about what might happen next. Even those who have lived there for some years and are more familiar with a high tower wizard are interrogated secretly by witchcraft summons.

Unfortunately, although there are many witches gathered on the scene, there are few who know what is going on.

Several tall tower wizards looked at each other in disdain and turned their attention to the personality wizard who convened the meeting.

The old face of the Grigg witch shrugged and his hands stalled.

“Don't look at me, I was summoned by Lord Mary's summons! ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Marie, standing at leisure in the corner of the hall with her nails silently clinging.

“Don't even look at me. I also told Grimm to summon you at this time, as Grimm instructed. I don't know the rest of it...”

If you are so irresponsible, let the sorcerers present immediately stop you.

However, several guys who know the inner love also implicitly guessed something, one head down, hiding his face in the shadow of a low hood, and reluctant to let outsiders see his face.

Mary was careless, Grigg's eyebrows frowned deeply, Meryl was restless, Sabrina wrapped herself around her hands and looked silently at the people on the scene. The rest were either confused, sudden, or faceless… no one spoke, everyone shut their mouths and waited silently for the outcome of the meeting.

The land……

For no reason, the Fire Throne Witch Tower suddenly and violently swayed, a strange spiritual fluctuation suddenly appeared, swiftly and covertly sweeping from the wizards.

“There are enemies...”

“The witch tower has been attacked...”

“Let's get back on guard...”

The mysterious movement immediately triggered the agitation of the resident wizards, one by one, who took out their wands, gripped the magic scroll, and perceived the anomalies in space with full vigilance.

“Don't be impatient! I have something to announce to you today…” A loud, flaming voice suddenly appeared in the void, whispering, though dull, but loud and surprising.

A few indefensible wizards even had to cover their ears to resist the loud noise of Hung Zhong Dalu.

Immediately afterwards, as a sharp burst of pierced cowhide paper burst, the void in the center of the hall was suddenly torn apart by a crack more than two metres long, emitting a bright, blind red flash from inside.

In front of everyone, the otherwise resilient space was torn apart by a thin layer of energy optical film, hidden in the tumbling lava flame across the space. And before the optical film, a giant fireman was trying to penetrate the witch tower through the cracks.

The giant fireman probed a pair of hands made up of purely elemental flames and grabbed the uneven edge of the space crack, pulling hard to both sides, immediately pulling the crack bigger enough to allow it to pass.

Then, at the next moment, the entire body of the fireman suddenly turned into a horrible flame that destroyed the heavens and the earth. It directly eroded the optical film and appeared in the witch tower.

This is a horrible firegiant with a body up to seven meters.

Had it not been for the particularly tall hall of witchcraft, it would have been difficult to tolerate such a colossal flourishing.

With the rupture of the optical film, the terrible heat immediately turned the Witchcraft Hall into a giant furnace. The wizards felt the almost suffocating heat coming from the face, and the corners of their clothes, unprotected by witchcraft, immediately lit a golden flame, and the dreaded red flame currents forced them to step back.

But they don't care anymore, because there's a much more horrible, much bigger enemy out there.

Unexpectedly, however, when the giant fireman entered the witch tower, he did not immediately open a massive killing ring. Instead, he rubbed it with his fiery hands and smoothed the opening of space with his own horrible power. The sparkling sea of Pentium was again blocked back to the other side of the optical film, and with the infusion of the power of the Witch Tower, the damaged space quickly healed.

Hey, how does this firegiant have access to the Witch Tower?

Several mindless wizards immediately noticed the problem, while the rest of the resident wizards hid at the edge of the lobby. Their hands, hidden in their sleeves, held the escape scroll or the traction scroll tightly, and their minds had decided on the idea, so they had to run away if they didn't see well.

This tower is not theirs, and they cannot risk their lives for some of the Crystal's rewards. This fireman is not good at first glance, can only be detected from the horrible spiritual fluctuations of the other party, this... this is definitely a second-degree horror monster. Once the other party initiates sex, I'm afraid the power of all the wizards assembled in the place will be difficult to subdue.

So, before the war starts, they'd better stay away.

Just as the wizards panicked, Marie easily walked into front of the giant fireman and circled around ‘it’ twice.

Despite her height, Mary stood in front of the Fire Titans, just as tall as her thighs. And the other hand switches away, and any finger is as thick as Mary's waist. So when the fire giant stood there, all the wizards had to feel the heat of their surroundings and dare not look at them as bright as the sun.

After two turns, Mary couldn't help but reach out and touch the flame wrapped around Firegiant's thick thighs.

A slight chirp, green smoke, Mary reached out her right hand burned by the fire giant's protective flame in scorched black, causing her snow to ache.

“What's going on? You still can't control the flames in yourself?” Mary hurriedly retracted her right hand.

With a burst of blood pouring on it, the palms of the hands like coke just fell off countless dust powder, revealing the red pink skin below.

“There is no way… the fire absorbed this time is too full, it will take a few days to digest it completely…” replied the flaming giant.

“Teacher… is that you? You... you've been promoted to level 2?” Merrill took a few steps before she was excited and asked incessantly.

Teacher?

By this point, if people don't understand, they don't deserve to be called knowledgeable, intelligent wizards.

All the wizards present had to hold their breath and wait quietly for the Fire Titan to answer.

“Oh... Meryl, luckily, I succeeded in this promotion!” The Firegiant raised his head and laughed with pride like a tsunami, but looked down at his huge body and sighed again: “However... the fire absorbed at the promotion ceremony was too much, I'm afraid it will take ten days and a half months to digest them all back...”

Grimm's incarnate fire giant mumbled and said a lot, but the wizards on the field had selectively ignored it, putting all the focus and attention on the first sentence.

He... succeeded!

The owner of the Fire Throne Wizard Tower has become a Class 2 Wizard!

Such explosive news stunned the people present, one with his mouth open and his hands stretched, all he knew was to stare at the tall fire giant with stunned eyes.

The path of wizards is so difficult, seriously, most of the wizards present do not actually hope to cross that threshold, from ordinary 1st order wizards to high order wizards.

On the midnight dream back, they had dreamed many times that they had such a glorious moment of victory, but the witch's calm mind reminded them over and over again that it was just a beautiful dream!

For them, being able to perceive the smell of a Level 2 wizard up close is already invaluable. But now, they are witnessing the rise of a powerful second-class wizard!

If they remember correctly, Master of the Witch Tower, the legendary Fire Demon seems to have been promoted to the ranks of the Wizard for less than a hundred years. By climbing to step 2 at such an alarming rate, Lord Grimm has also demonstrated with iron and generosity that he possesses a terrible gift and powerful potential far beyond the ordinary.

At this rate, steps 3 and 4 do not seem so far out of reach!

The more the wizards think, the more excited they are, the more admirable they are in the eyes of the Fire Titans.

Ever since they became wizards, they have also become proud sons and lovers of the heavens.

Yet they have their own minds numbered, and these people, in this vast group of wizards, are just marginal figures, and nobody really cares about them.

This terrible reality has also fostered their arrogant, radical, distorted, resentful mentality.

With this sentiment, the world can subdue them only in awe and admiration of the strong, apart from their absolute strength and abundant knowledge!

Followed by a second-degree wizard who shook his tail as a walking dog, and they might not despise it. But if you can follow a powerful future wizard, I'm afraid everyone here will want it.

Unlike these resident wizards, eight towering wizards, such as Mary, were forced to gather around Grimm and silently feel the strong spiritual fluctuations characteristic of the second-degree wizard. Grimm has just been promoted and his spirit is not yet fully firmed, which leads to the appearance of a spiritual anomaly.

I'm afraid this is the only time in my life that I've had such a rare experience. Once Grimm is given ten days and a half months, it is impossible for people to explore the mystery of a second-degree wizard.

In this regard, the resident wizards can only look at it from afar, and no one dares to learn to be as close to Grimm as the Gauta wizard.

After all, no second-degree wizard would allow outsiders to explore their secrets so unrestrained!

Not even if they pose no threat to themselves.

In fact, even from a distance, this group of resident wizards can implicitly perceive the horrific spiritual fluctuations of Grimm's abyss, as well as the strange and inexplicable scent.

That's the smell of the rules!

The rules are undoubtedly more intense for Level 2 wizards than they are for them.

It is even polite to say that Level 2 wizards are no longer the same type of creature as Level 1 wizards.