Age of Adepts

At the same time, over Camp Cinzaro in Noda, a horrible face composed of light green cigarettes slowly emerged in the sky.

“Death… plague… destruction… ablation… In the name of the Plague Spirit, I curse you…”

This horrible face roared out loud in the most commonly spoken Gubbastian language of the ancient wizards, and no one could possibly understand the Pokémon present. But the weird thing is, as the murmuring sound of the curse enters, all the Pokémon somehow understand those horrible words.

Next, the face of the horror broke apart, turning into a green fireworks dotted with stars, and the ocean drifted downwards...

Above the floating giant ship, Poison Nguyen coughed so violently that his corpse shrunk into a shrimp rice. It took a long time for her to lift her head and reveal a ‘miserable’ smile at Grimm.

“The plague has been cast through a curse, Your Honor, if you want to send someone in, you'd better come here first to collect the immune symbol! ”

Just say it, Endo nodded towards the plague poison spirit. This little voodoo puppet-style guy stomped his foot in a voodoo ring and shot more than twenty or thirty yellow brooches from inside, flying to every wizard present.

Dark Red Witches and Destiny Witches did not hesitate to grasp the brooch pin on their chests. The Dark Witches hesitated for a moment and found no problem with the mental scan, which was also worn.

“Let's go, it's our turn! ”

As soon as Grimm turned his head, Tikool, already standing at the edge of the floating giant ship, smiled and turned around and jumped into the second-degree magic warrior Jinn Tearer, roaring, grabbing a noose and jumping without hesitation.

Dashing...

Like dumplings, forty archers and ten shield swordsmen followed Tiqoul down.

“Sisters, today is a great day for harvest, it's time for us to go...”

Dark Witch Usa smiled coldly and mounted the flying broom with a large group of Dark Witches, quickly rushing out of the floating giant ship.

“Let's go too!” Alice is a little pale, but her face is still calm: “This is also your first time on the battlefield, be safe... let's go! ”

Although there is some concern about the witches of their fate, Alice also knows that they will never grow up without experiencing the grinding of the battlefield. Compared to the Dark Witches of the Jingu Battle, they are a group of newcomers who have just stepped on the battlefield, haven't touched a gun, and haven't seen the eggs of a bloody recruit.

Perhaps after this battle, one or two Destiny Witches will leave their companions forever and die on this land of dissent. But the remaining witches are able to draw nourishment from their enemies, from their companions' blood, thus becoming stronger and more cautious.

So Alice's soft but steadfast gaze swept away from the faces of these morning and evening companions and finally said nothing, turning over and flying off the first giant ship.

Cinzalo had become a mess by then.

That supermassive witchcraft inflicts an indescribable pain on the Cinzalo Pokémon.

All of the Pokémon who heard the roar entered the body with the green fireworks and were forced to tremble, with varying degrees of erosion in spirit, strength, resistance, endurance and willpower. Those who fought after promotion may feel only a little uncomfortable, but that abnormality can also be suppressed by a hard-witting spirit.

But the ordinary Pokémon who lived in Cinzalo, at the moment of the green light entry, fell over and twisted like unconscious convulsions.

At one point, all Pokémon civilians reacted with a severe voodoo curse up and down Camp Cinzaro!

So the elves turned into a mess, wondering if it was time to save their own people first, or to defend themselves against the terrible shadow that had plunged down from the sky.

Several Druids with natural spells chant ‘cures’ and ‘exfoliates disease'. With the end of the chant, a green column of light covered the rolling tribe, the powerful forces of nature immediately expelled the plague bacteria from each other, and instantly restored their normality.

Unfortunately, these elves have just gotten up in doubt and a new green fluorescence drifted into their bodies. So they just healed and fell again in agony and screamed terribly.

Several Druid's creepy heads looked up at the green glow of the rain that kept falling from the floating giant ship, and they all had a hateful look on their faces.

However, without waiting for them to roar and transform the birds into the sky, an elder Druid stopped them.

“Don't be impulsive... the enemy is fierce, we can't be defeated by each one of them... go, join Utus with them..."

Inside a large tree hall at the waist of the Sinsaro, Utus, the second-degree weapons master, stormed out the gate, sweeping with horror at the green light of the sky and the dreaded shadow of that rapidly falling path.

He turned around and grabbed the young elf magician who followed him closely. He sighed: "Hurry... tell Sirathan City that the metal monster is here with us and ask them to support us...”

The young elf magician hurriedly pulled out a interrogation wand, but let her instill magic in it, the feedback was a stinging noise.

“Disturbed… the magic message cannot be delivered…" The young elf magician seemed to have never experienced such a dire and urgent situation that she almost cried out promptly.

“These damn enemies... it seems they are going to knock us all out... assemble, summon them immediately and have all camp guards assemble here with me...”

In Utus' loud roar, a florist told the soldiers to slap their wings out of the tree hall.

Unfortunately, most of these delicate flowers have only the strength of a senior apprentice. When they come into contact with green fluorescence, most of them fall to the ground with a painful head, and only a few slap their thin wings and sway away.

After all, the wizards intend to capture all the Pokémon, so this widespread voodoo technique applied by Pokémon Ndo focuses only on weakening and causing disease, otherwise these Pokémon and Flower Pokémon infected with Plague Pokémon will die long ago!

dōng dōng dōng...

A tall and heavy metal magic puppet descended from the sky. Despite the buffering of the strands, it still smashed the flower grass, branches and forks along the way, smashing the solid ground out of a deep pit.

Squeaky, mechanical members' characteristic twisting and rotating sounds, these metallic knobs stick into the dirt and crawl out of the pit.

As a result of the readiness, the first attack team led by Tiqoul ‘fell’ at the entrance to Camp Cinzalo. So when they come together quickly, what's in front of them is a winding, winding hillstone trail that stretches to the top of the hill.

Though there is also a dense forest sea, it is much thinner than the surrounding area, and the bright sun shines through the shaky leaf crevices, leaving a speckled light on this hillstone trail.

“Strike! ”

Tigul's sharp scream came from the torn body of the goblin, and this tall magic warrior stepped onto the hillstone trail first.

The lowest level of Camp Cinsalo is the Sword Dancer Warrior Training Ground.

These hard-boiled, healthy Pokémon warriors rushed out of the camp, waving two long, snowy Pokémon swords towards Tikool.

Psst...

Without mentioning Guller's hand, the shooter-shaped magic arm lined up behind it in a dense battle formation flattened, and the stormy metal bullet rubbed both sides of the body of the sperm tearer, leaning toward the enemy.

It can be seen that during the battle, the magicians also manipulated and depressed the guns. So after a burst of bullet screen sweep, a dozen sworddancer warriors suddenly fell, all of them were shot in the legs and rolled in pain.

Slowly standing in the middle of the sky, Grimm swept in remotely, frowned and forced to gently rotate the snake-eyed ring on his right finger, sending a magical message to Tigul.

“Let the geologists change the shooting mode of all marksmanship from barrage attack to sniper mode. Break these elves down, and the cost of treatment alone is a huge expense. Remember, with your own safety and security, only the non-critical parts of the enemy are allowed to be sniped, and you cannot kill them all..."

Tiqoul walked forward in a gentle step, quickly passing Grimm's orders to the geotechnical technician hidden in the marksmanship. Consequently, the stormy barrage was eliminated and replaced by a crisp and loud sniper explosion.

These Elf Sword Dancers, whose legs were smashed, are no better than Elf Warriors, who saw the magic approaching one step at a time, most likely crossing the past from their bodies, immediately biting their teeth to endure severe pain, regaining grip on the Elf Knife, and climbing to the ground to slash the enemy.

Tikool walked his way through the steps he deserved, letting the other party chop Mars on the metal mechanical legs as thick as stone columns of the sperm tearer. And it manipulates the mechanical legs of the Goblin Ripper and gently picks these crippled Pokémon to the side of the road, then continues with the Magic Warriors.

When they saw the rush, the sworddancer warriors of the airmen immediately flashed into the mountain forest and quickly approached the Magic Corps with the cover of the trees.

Bang bang bang bang...

A bursting sniper shot, two or three people hugging each other across the trunk of an ancient tree, green liquid splashed... hit by a fierce metal bullet, is a terrible throughput wound the size of a bowl. Even crude and resilient ancient trees cannot withstand the continuous shooting of snipers.

A leaf swayed, the wood chips flew, an ancient tree squeaked, the mouth now poured down.

However, under the cover of ancient trees, the Sword Dancer Warriors approached the Magic Warriors.

Tigure grinned, manipulating the goblin ripper, spraying an accelerating flame behind his body, huge metal body facing each other and rushing up.