Age of Adepts

a month later.

After crossing the rugged hills and mountains, Grimm's line of six finally reached the legendary burning plains.

Just crossed a steep hill, the world in front of you changed suddenly.

The sun in the sky is cloaked by a layer of gray-covered mist and can only see a dark red light spot.

But what is more compelling is not the sky here and the everywhere heat wave, but the landscape and the earth here.

From a far-sighted perspective, the whole field of view is filled with no colour other than the dark red earth and the red rocks. Once a magnificent and magnificent mountain peak, the successive mountain ranges, distorted by a strange force, became a burning place where life was near extinction.

Large and small fractures and lava ponds can be seen everywhere on the earth. The prolonged and massive eruption of underground volcanoes lava the rocks here and permanently alters the landscape and terrain. The majestic volcanoes and shattered mountains, as well as the sophisticated lava areas, make it imperative for every outsider who visits here to admire the power of nature's destruction and destruction so powerful!

Far from the end of the line of sight, a giant volcanic cone is still spraying heavy black smoke and ash, three to five times apart, and there will be some fiercely burning lava rocks flying out of it, then dragging the long black smoke tail, rolling randomly down somewhere.

At the foot of the volcano, a river made up of magma flickering from the flames is floating, and along the way you can see a lot of strange elements of bio-playing.

Grimm regained his vision and put his gaze back on the land beneath him.

Thick leather boots crushed gently beneath his feet, which could no longer be called land, because even a little moist soil could not be seen, all fragmented rock debris.

“Drop, environmental detection data has been completed...”

“The main components of air are tested as follows: 63% nitrogen, 24% oxygen, 12% carbon dioxide, 0 methane, 8% …”

“Air temperature: 46 degrees Celsius…”

“Air contains a large amount of toxic and harmful substances, which can cause great harm to the human body…”

“Body constitution is compatible with the environment here, cellular activity in the body is increased, elemental sensitivity is increased, mental and physical recovery is slightly improved...”

……

Grimm couldn't help but admire the data from the chip statistic. This is just the periphery of the burning plain, and the temperature has reached 46 degrees. If you push into the middle of the burning plain, I'm afraid the temperature will explode in minutes!

If you are an ordinary person, the environment alone is enough to kill you a hundred times. Don't go in there and slaughter dragons. If you can't even see a dragon hair, you're going to die.

But now Grimm, suddenly coming to a world like this, can feel relaxation and indulgence from all over his body. The hot wind, the crazy heat, not only did not threaten him, but rather aroused his spirit and the blood in his body began to move slowly.

A loud noise, the rock debris at Grimm's feet rolled aside, a small fire lizard more than half a metre long drilled out of it and stared at them with stupidity, which panicked and fled to the distance.

“Come on, it's more than 400 miles from the Fire Dragon's Nest, and we have to hurry!” Grimm glanced around quickly and the first led the way to that tall volcano in the distance.

Mary, Oliven, and Billis were all covered in thick black capes, covering all their physical features tightly and firmly, following behind Grimm silently to a distance.

The goblin Tigule was too small in shape, and a long robe had a small half dragged behind him, walking and shouting. Dragon Man Zacha's huge body size was also irresistible, threw away the cape, wore a bright wind armor, grabbed the thunder spear with one hand, held the hammer of ice frost with one hand, and followed the team three times at the end of each step.

By the time we got here, the hidden traces of the past would no longer work.

Anyway, with the strength of the team, even with the second-degree dragon, the other side is not weak, so the crowd didn't bother to conceal their shape, but swayed straight into the magnificent volcano.

After all, that's where they agreed to meet Old Fox Winrill!

The burning plains, while seemingly harsh and deserted, still contain many fire-like and elemental creatures everywhere.

As Grimm stepped on the sandy sandstone steps, in the dark red rock debris crevice, in the shadow of the tall and shattered lava boulder, in the dark thick gray clouds of the sky, there was a burning and greedy gaze projecting, always wandering on the sides of the crowd.

Instinctively, these Fae are able to perceive the ruthless aura of Grimm's people and are therefore afraid to attack. But because of the instincts of bloodthirsty organisms, they are reluctant to abandon these rare oral blood diets for nothing.

So invisible, the Grimm squad is slowly moving forward, and their periphery and surroundings are already able to see the formation of fire creatures.

Finally, after 30 miles deep into the burning plain, Grimm met the first ‘short-sighted’ guys who dared to stop them on their way.

This is a patrol team of ten Blackstone Beasts!

Black Stone Beastman, a small branch of the vast Beastman bloodline.

They were physically strong, muscular, walking bears, walking tigers, and vicious.

Since there are few trees and outputs on the burning plains, these animals are wrapped in special tanned fur coats that have been stripped from fire-like organisms. Their weapons are also varied and varied.

There are rough, simple stone sticks, broken bone spurs on giant creatures, and of course, more of them are exaggerated, murderous metal hammers or giant werewolf tooth sticks.

Each Orc Warrior is more than two meters in shape, with a wide waist and a solid mass of muscle. Big mouth fangs, red pigment painted the face with a strange symbolic pattern, huge nose rings shook crisp with whining heavy breath.

A bang for the Orc knocked the heavy metal hammer in his hand in front of Grimm and stopped them on their way.

His fierce eyes swiftly swept through this strangely styled team, eventually looking at the tall dragon man at the end of the team.

“Hey, big guy, who do you work for? Why are you on our turf? ”

The captain speaks typical Orc language, and of course there is some strange dragon pronunciation in it, so it sounds unusual. Grimm and others, however, did not care. Instead, they stared at the animals with a dead man's cold eyes through the shadow of their caps.

These Orcs also have a basic level of quasi-witch, but each of them has the physical qualities of a first-order refiner. And they've lived on burning plains for years, and spontaneous fire resistance in their bodies is much stronger than in other parts of the world.

But in front of the Grim Squad, their ‘micro-end' power is not worth mentioning!

“Who's up?” Looking at a bunch of hierarchical, but witchy, little guys shone up in front of themselves, Grimson smiled and asked privately.

Oliven didn't move.

Goblin Tigule grabbed the crystal style puppet talisman sitting on his chest and hesitated to release the Goblin Ripper now. Dragon Man Zacha had not yet waited to speak, and Mary had smiled and made her move.

The red shadow flashes on the field.

Mary whispered down her hood and revealed her face like a flower, while she probed into the right hand of the robe and grabbed a huge heart that was still rushing hot air.

The captain of the Orc opened his eyes and stared incredibly at the slightly beating heart in his hand. It took a long time for me to think of looking down at the huge opening in my chest that was still gushing with blood springs. It was empty and my heart was already flying.

That heart is its own...

Without waiting for this idea to turn in my head, the captain of the Orc roared and threw away the weapon in his hand, his powerless body, which hit him heavily on the ground.

Marie lifted the heart of the beast, raised her neck, drank like a drink, then pounded several bites, and threw away the heart of the beast far away.

“These beasts stink of blood... damn it!” Mary's eyes flashed: “Billis, you've got these guys! ”

Billis, the worm witch wearing the black robe, heard a response, one step ahead, the wide sleeve of the robe in his hand swung, a large swarm of black worms swarmed out and suddenly turned into ten black arrows in the middle of the sky, scattered to every beast present.

The Orc warriors met, roaring and lifting their weapons, chopping the black arrows from the face to face into pieces. But these black crushes suddenly scattered, once again turning into a cluster of black alien worms that swept over the face and body of the beast.

Almost instantly, nine Orc Warriors, along with the captain of the Dumping Orc, were completely overthrown by a black beetle moving in a creep.

The Orc warriors threw down their weapons and slapped the bugs on their bodies with huge fists and puffy slaps. In the muffled murmur, many black beetles were beaten to bite into a stinking, thin blood sauce, but more beetles followed the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the animals and some torn wounds into their bodies.

In the roar and roar of the Orc Warriors, the blackworm swarm swallowed them alive!

Though this has been seen many times, it is still difficult for people to fully adapt.

Killing is the nature of the wizards, and people are not excluded. It can make a killing battlefield so bloody cruel, but it's not acceptable to all sorcerers. Especially the goblin Tikool, who felt a stomach discomfort and a big frown.

If it weren't for being patient, I'm afraid it would have dried up!