Age of Adepts

There are an alarming number of Magic Legions coming down from the 4th floor of the Witch Tower.

They went hand in hand and followed countless curved corridors to launch a swift assault on the Alliance Wizards. A few Alliance wizards in front of them couldn't escape, and they fired instant witchcraft onto the metal flood. Before they could see what the result was, they were punched by a dense, rainy metal barrage, with no skin perfection.

With their protective abilities, metal bullets that are only physically destructive have little or no threat to them, but they cannot withstand heavy storms and rain and destroy decay.

Witchcraft shields held up by the wizards were directly blown up, and then it was the turn of these Alliance wizards to get their bodies blown up.

The Soaring Magic Corps did not care about the deaths of several Alliance wizards and, under the control of the masters behind the scenes, moved rapidly towards the lower level of the Witch Tower.

The Alliance Wizard also had some strange tactics, pulled up a staggered column of canine teeth with earthen stone deformation, temporarily sealed the route of the Magic Legion, which quickly formed a defensive formation in the 3rd floor lobby.

Although not affiliated with a family or power, this Alliance Wizard, as a wise and noble Wizard, has the combat skills to cooperate in battle.

Some alchemist and bloodline wizards are up ahead, roaring and ready to resist shocks, while a large number of elemental wizards pull out their wands and start singing powerful witchcraft aloud. As for the Alchemists in the Magic Forest Hut, they have once again summoned a bunch of elemental creatures to fill the void on the front line.

These low defensive guys can't do much good, but there's nothing wrong with consuming enemy fire.

They were not given much time to prepare at all. After a dozen or so of the finest, the fierce and fierce army of magic broke all the obstacles, pushing the wall all the way into the witchcraft hall.

The next second, a brilliant flood of blind witchcraft swept out of the hands of the Alliance Wizards, smashing twenty-seven pieces of magic into the hall of witchcraft into the wreckage of heaven in a crushing and decaying manner. But without waiting for the currents of witchcraft to subside, the next batch of magic warriors rushed to their successors.

The Andorran wizards roared and turned into blood-mouthed monsters with horrible mouths, twisting their fat bodies and colliding with the magical warriors rushing in front of them.

In the deafening roar, the front ends of more than a dozen magical whole-metal casings in the front row were deeply recessed, with uneven horrible bite marks. And the blood mouth, which also hit his head and bled, didn't care, swinging his fat fishtail and punching out the magic in front of him.

Metal bullet storm flying...

Since magic guns in the hands of magic warriors are all magic driven, there is no such horrible roar as alchemy powder. But the indiscriminate bouncing rain is still so horrible that the Allied Wizards on the front line have been struck with their body witchcraft shields and elemental shields.

But only the fifth, the second round of attacks by the Elemental Wizards came to the front-line magic.

An indiscriminately blooming flood of elements wrapped around metallic magic, distorting their metallic horrible shells into a broken form.

But the metal apparatus obviously had no fear, and the front had just fallen, and the back had made up for it. No matter how many wizards are killed, the amount of magic gushing out of several corridors remains scarce.

Damn... how much metal magic does this Deep Red family have?

All alliance wizards have to turn pale!

Where did they know that at this moment, in the conveyor room on the fourth floor of the Witchtower, a large portal stood steadily, with four to five magical warriors stepping out of it in heavy steps every second, and then jumping under the command of that cerebral monster, Gru, to the lower level of the Witchtower.

For Alice's promise, Brain Monster Gazruwi has gone to great lengths.

Besides sending the Cerebro to the Flame Throne, even the Magic Furnace came with Gru. It is precisely because of the presence of the Magic Furnace that the transmission array has constant magical energy, bringing the entire Legion of Magic to this battlefield of life and death.

Don't look at the cerebellar freak Gru at this moment, but today is definitely a painful and happy day for Gazruvi.

It may be pleasant to crush enemies with an unbridled legion of magic, but what Gazruvi has squandered is the energy and magic reserves that the Fortress has accumulated over the years.

Gazruvi's heart, hiding in the far reaches of Lance, was also bleeding wildly when metal magic was killed in a batch of battles on the front line.

When the Grade 3 Brain Monster intends to take out all the stockpiles of these years to smash people, the guys who stand under its knife are doomed to fall into bloody mold!

In the Witchcraft Hall on the 3rd floor of the Flame Throne, the battle between the Legion of Magic and the Alliance Wizards has been white-hot since the beginning, with massive casualties occurring at almost every moment. At the outset of the battle, the wizards blocked metal magic at the corner of the lobby with a hierarchical defensive front, preventing them from successfully unfolding their formations and taking advantage of their horrific quantitative advantage.

But metallic devices are not dumb idiots, and with the cerebellar monster Gru in command, they also have a powerful war mind. The magic on the front line was blocked at the entrance of the corridor, and the magic at the rear did not wait idly. Instead, the body was used as the weapon diameter to remove some obstructing stone walls, and Harsheng opened several more channels of attack.

While Alliance Wizards were busy redeploying troops, blocking the gap, a large amount of magic burst into the Wizard Defense Line without hesitation. With fewer fights and chaos, the Legion of Magic is not afraid of casualties anyway, even a dozen pieces of magic in exchange for a wizard's life are worth it.

The constant influx of metal magic quickly occupies several corners of the Witchcraft Hall.

Elemental wizards, who had fallen behind and could easily sing a great deal of witchcraft, are now forced to play close to each other with these metallic artifacts. They use instant witchcraft and instant magic sticks, and while they are also rapidly slaughtering their magic, they are clearly killing much slower than before.

At this time, there were also casualties among the alchemist and bloodline wizards at the forefront of the war.

The battlefield posture, which had just appeared to be orderly, was in immediate danger of being overturned.

The two angry Level 3 wizards also rushed out, each with their own magic tricks, slaughtering with ease a piece of metal magic that rushed before them.

Grade 3 vampire Haynes swims fast, moves like a ghost, bloody energetic hand paws fly, one paw can grab a metal magic chest and mess it up. And the third-degree wizard Jurga, moreover, turned into a big, fatal crow, squawking strangely in the middle of a dense and numb magic team.

pū pū pū...

Gray flutter's death ray fell on the magic like a densely accumulated arrow. After a layer of apparent gray stained around a metal magic, a sudden head fell and lost its soul connection to cerebellar monster Gru.

“Damn, damn, damn... These guys aren't good enough!” Cerebral Monster Gru grinned in front of the portal and couldn't help but begin to extend his spiritual power to the Witchtower's central crystal.

With the power of the Legion of Magic alone, although it can also leverage the enemy in front of us, the casualties must be terrible. That's why Gru put his hopes on the Witchtower's own defense system, and with the help of the Witchtower, combined with the firepower of the Legion of Magic, he hopes to wipe out all these damn enemies.

“Authority… authority… authority… I want authority…" Cerebro waved his octopus tentacular infarct, shouting out loud.

Gerger hesitated for a moment and finally stood up, communicating with the spiritual control crystal, beginning to transfer his authority to each other. After obtaining the authority of the Witch Tower, the cerebellum monster Gru smiled and killed the Allied Wizard who had fought in the 3rd floor lobby.

The battle between Metal Magic and Alliance Wizards continues in the Witchcraft Hall on the 3rd floor of the Witchtower. On both sides, during the inexplicable time of your coming and going with me, an enormous amount of magical energy was rapidly pouring through the stone walls around the Witchcraft Hall, quickly lighting up one mysterious magic array after another.

Such a covert change may be able to hide from low-ranking wizards in intense warfare, but not from two third-level wizards whose spiritual senses are all over the battlefield.

No, the enemy has activated the Witch Tower's defense system. It's dangerous here!

Just as Hanes and Jurga stared heavily at each other, a mysterious mysterious wizard formation emerged on the surface of the stone wall. Then all the wizards present felt that the strength of the elements in the body had stagnated, and that the close connection between themselves and the elemental particles seemed to have been cut off by some kind of defensive field and could no longer be handled as comfortably as the front line.

Disturb the demon kingdom!

None of the Alliance wizards present were rookies, and instantly solved the effect of this disturbing junction.

At this time, in the witch tower, besides the ability of flame-based witchcraft to operate without hindrance, other lineage witchcraft will be greatly disturbed. If it is light, it will fail, and if it is heavy, there may be witchcraft backphage!

And the emergence of demonic junctions immediately affects the battle of wizards.

After all, only a few of the elemental wizards belong to the fire department. The elemental shields on most other lineages of elemental wizards' body surfaces flashed violently and then collapsed. Without shield protection, first-order elemental wizards are just a bunch of meat * poor bugs with slightly higher physical strength than ordinary people.

Almost instantly, the line of defense that you were able to hold on to collapsed completely!

The alliance of wizards belonging to several major forces can no longer be maintained at this moment, and all the wizards have gathered around their families' high-ranking wizards and fled to the tower in madness.

“Don't run away… we assemble and rush to the 4th floor, we still have hope of victory as long as the enemy's transmission line is broken…" Jurga shouts.

Unfortunately, at this juncture in life and death, no one will listen to his orders anymore!