Age of Adepts

As soon as she stepped out of the Chapel of the Holy Light, the old witch Gwennaville stopped abruptly and turned her head to look somewhere in the city.

"Old guy, what are you still dawdling about? Wait a little longer, that fire witch will run away..." Natagu, the giant snake wizard, said coldly.

"You guys go first! I want to go over there and have a look..." The old witch smiled strangely: "I can feel a sweet plague aura spreading. That fire witch's plague familiar is in that direction! "

The Giant Snake Wizard hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "It's fine to divide the troops into two groups! You go after the Plague Poison Spirit, and the two of us go after the Fire Witch. They will always meet up, so it's safer...Okay Alright, let's go!"

Without further ado, he casually summoned a huge black mamba python with a body length of more than 20 meters, carried him and the psionist Benica on his shoulders, and followed the strong flame breath remaining in the air, and quickly chased him into the distance. .

The old witch smirked a few times, leaning on a pitch-black wooden staff taller than herself, and thumped into the darkness of the street.

The group of poisonous corpses in the north of the city is retreating.

After receiving the news from Greem, Remy, the plague poison spirit, directed the poison corpses to move out of the city without hesitation. Those poisonous corpses with lower levels of aptitude were directly abandoned, and they were allowed to run around in the city to find something for the paladins to do.

Most of the poisonous corpses with apprentice-level strength rushed out of the city wall and moved towards the distant wasteland. And among them, there are more than a dozen servant corpses who have advanced to the first level.

Compared with the poisonous corpse, the servant corpse has a thinner and thinner body, but a larger skeleton, and its strength, physique, and agility have all been greatly improved. Their whole body muscles are more solid and dense, even if they are not wearing any armor, their body defense is not weaker than ordinary enchanted leather armor.

Their movements are also more flexible and agile, and their hands and feet have evolved into sharp claws, which can easily climb and move on walls or ceilings. And the strange flexibility of their limbs allows them to make all kinds of weird movements that are difficult for humans to imitate.

Therefore, they have more killing methods than poisonous corpses, and they are more terrifying!

Remy, the poisonous plague spirit who was only one meter tall and still looked like a four or five-year-old boy, straddled the back of the most powerful guy among the servants, leading a group of lively little guys behind him, like a group of Like a torrent, it climbed over the city wall, crossed the moat, and poured into the wilderness.

While riding the servant corpse and galloping forward, Remy glanced around in the darkness suspiciously, always feeling that a pair of gloomy eyes were watching him secretly.

After all, it is a unique creature evolved from Qiling, and it cannot learn knowledge and master witchcraft in a systematic way like a wizard. And the abilities it has now are almost all formed spontaneously. Whenever its own strength grows to a certain stage, just like unlocking the potential of a certain talent, some weird abilities will pour into its brain, deeply etched in it. in the soul.

In this way, even without learning or practicing, these abilities will automatically become its innate abilities just like breathing and sleep!

After advancing to level 1, Remy's natural ability is plague spores!

After advancing to level 2, Remy's innate ability is the plague halo!

After advancing to level 3, Remy's innate ability is the plague transformation!

Plague spores allow Remy to transform himself into an incubator, using his plague talents to continuously release terrifying plague spores. Moreover, Remy can also simply control the plague spores, and then lay emphasis on several directions such as high lethality, high infectivity, and high harm.

The plague halo can completely turn Remy into a poisonous spirit. Not only can it spread plague spores quickly, but even the sharp teeth and minions of plague creatures fighting around it can also carry plague toxins.

Seriously speaking, after reaching the third level, with the ability to transform the plague, Remy's own strength can be regarded as initially formed!

The creatures that were killed by the plague before, died as soon as they died, and there was no other benefit except for bringing some life energy to Remy. But now, with the plague transformation, creatures that died of the plague have a certain chance to stand up again under the control of the spore poisonous fungus, becoming a plague creature controlled by Remy.

And these plague creatures can also evolve through bloody and cruel killings!

It's just that their evolutionary route is obviously different from the level promotion in the secular sense, and they follow a killing evolution system. It is wishful thinking for ordinary creatures to evolve to level 1 overnight. However, the poisonous corpse, a plague creature transformed by Remy, had only been slaughtered frantically in the city of Haisas, and seventeen first-level servant corpses had already emerged.

Of course, a large part of the reason is that these corpses were probably some trainee knights or black iron knights before they died. With a good foundation, coupled with the high-quality blood food in Haisas City, the probability of being transformed into a plague creature is much higher.

But no matter how much these plague creatures improve, they will never be able to get rid of Remy's soul bondage in this life!

Because they are dead things, they can be resurrected only by Remy's magical ability. Therefore, in front of this group of plague creatures with a number of six or seven hundred, Remy is their well-deserved king, and even the master they are willing to protect to the death!

In a way, plague creatures and undead creatures are almost in the same category.

It's just that the former is resurrected by plague spores, while the latter relies on negative energy to support the core of the soul.

Driving the poisonous corpses and servant corpses to run wildly in the dark wilderness, the warning signal in Remy's mind became stronger and stronger.

It suddenly looked back, and its miserable green pupils immediately caught a strange figure in the blood-colored sky.

This is a quirky old hag on a flying broomstick. Wearing a tall pointed hat, with white hair all over his head, his cheeks are sunken, his face is covered with layers of wrinkles and black age spots, and his stooped waist is almost bent at 90 degrees.

At this time, the old witch was flying in the sky, with a huge blood-colored moon disk hanging behind her, making her look even more eerie.

Tier 3 witch!

It's still toxic!

It didn't take much time for Remy to quickly identify the other party's identity.

There is no way, both sides are using poison, and the poisonous smell can be clearly smelled from a hundred and eighty meters away.

"Jie, jie, jie... Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a Qi spirit that has evolved to level 3. My wife is blessed now... Tsk tsk tsk, and she has independent wisdom. It seems that kid has invested in you a lot!" The old witch sneered for a while, and began to talk to herself, as if she didn't pay attention to Remy at all.

Although she is only one person, and the other party is leading a small 'legion', she still looks like she is firmly in charge of the other party. For no other reason, the poisonous corpse army has not yet formed.

A group of poisonous corpses that are no more than apprentices and a dozen first-level servant corpses pose no threat to this third-level poisonous woman, even if the number is increased tenfold.

At the level of Tier 3, it is no longer possible to be killed simply by the number of stacks!

To kill any Tier 3, you need the right time, the right location, and a large enough cannon fodder... All three are indispensable.

In the eyes of this level 3 poisonous woman, the strength of the poisonous spirit itself is still very weak, and the army of witches and beasts it pulls up is even more vulnerable. If it weren't for the evil taste of killing opponents, Gwenaville would have attacked long ago.

Damn... she's a poisonous woman!

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Plague Poison Remy had a sweet and warm smile on his dark green face, blinking his strange green eyes, and looked at the old witch curiously.

While it was speaking, a cloud of terrifying plague spores that were so small that they were hard to see with the naked eye slowly diffused into the void, infecting the opponent's body like an invisible ink.

The distance of 200 meters is only a matter of six or seven for this strange plague spore!

"Hey, boy, are you pretending to be cute in front of the old woman? Then I will show you how powerful the old woman's poisonous skills are..." The old witch sneered.

Remy's green eyes could clearly see that an equally invisible poisonous mist escaped from the opponent's body, and soon overlapped with the plague spores he had spread.

In the last moment, the two invisible poisonous mist diffused, and in the next moment, they immediately appeared from the void, tumbling and vibrating. Like two groups of ferocious beasts fighting together, they entangled and devoured each other, trying their best to infect each other into their own kind.

These two poisonous fogs were originally only fighting between Remy and the poisonous woman, but as time passed and the night wind blew, their coverage became wider and wider, and the battlefield spread to the entire wilderness.

They are boiling, shaking, infecting each other, devouring each other...

The poisonous corpse and servant corpse in the poisonous mist immediately became the main battlefield where the two poisonous bacteria fought. When any poisonous corpse is drawn into the poisonous mist, the tough and hard skin on the surface of the body that was originally invulnerable to swords immediately festers in a large area, as if it has been corroded by strong acid, exposing the bright red flesh that has not yet completely rotted and died.

Sensing the presence of flesh and blood, the two streams of poisonous mist boiled like hungry wolves smelling blood, scrambling to pour into the bodies of the poisonous corpses, in every tendon, every trace of flesh and every organ of their bodies Madness scrambles for control of life.

No matter which side has the upper hand, it will quickly infect every trace of flesh, muscle and bone into its own kind. As puffs of black smoke escaped from the poisonous corpse's eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other holes, the poisonous corpse's body quickly decayed and collapsed.

In the blink of an eye, a poisonous corpse with apprentice-level strength was left with only a pile of corroded bones covered with spots and holes.

And the newly diffused poisonous mist merged into the own team, imperceptibly strengthening their own strength.

These poisonous smogs are like the most gas-guzzling machines, and the oil they burn is the flesh and blood of any living thing!