Age of Adepts

Gargamel waited for two full days at the Flame Throne before he was able to see Greem.

At this time, Greem's whole body was completely covered by an invisible layer of flames, and his whole body seemed to be in a kind of intense burning.

Although he had tried his best to contain the overflowing flame energy, the temperature of the living room began to soar immediately after Greem stepped in. If Gargamel was still the little wizard of Tier 1 before, I'm afraid he is half-familiar at this moment.

Even after transforming into the blood of a giant snake, with a strong physique and excellent magic resistance, Gargamel still felt uncomfortable in the scorching lava volcano-like environment here. However, under the gaze of the Patriarch's condensed burning pupils, green smoke still rose from Gargamel's body covered with fine snake scales.

"Sorry, my mental strength has improved a bit recently, and my ability to control the flame energy has declined..." Seeing that his gaze almost ignited Gargamel's body, Greem could only turn his head helplessly. Nowhere.

There is no longer any wooden or metal objects in the entire hall, and even the only table and chairs are made of obsidian with excellent fire resistance.

Mental power has increased too fast... The ability to control energy has declined... This is probably the first time Gargamel has heard similar complaints since he became a wizard.

As a wizard, I have never complained that my spiritual power is improving too slowly, and no one has ever complained about my spiritual power improving too fast.

This, perhaps, is where the Patriarch is different!

Gargamel grinned and thought.

"Is there any important event in the family recently that requires you to come here? I remember that when I contacted you last time, everything was calm!" Greem said lazily, as if he had lost his former interest in things other than witchcraft. interest.

"My lord, it's been a year since our last remote connection..." Gargamel said with a helpless wry smile.

"Has it been a year? Time flies by so fast!" Greem murmured, "Okay, tell me the purpose of your visit!"

"Yes, Lord Patriarch!" Gargamel hesitated for a moment, "President Fried of the Sanditalin Association would like to meet you!"

"Who? Fried? The president of the association...what does he want to see me for?"

Gargamel quickly bowed and explained: "My lord, the reason why we were able to pacify the Elovis area so quickly last time was that Chairman Fried contributed a lot behind the scenes. And this time he made a contribution to the Goblin Business Alliance." We express this meaning, it is very likely..."

"Probably what?"

"Probably trying to force you, Patriarch, to make a choice..."

"Choosing between Santaryn and the North?"

"Yes, Lord Patriarch. The old fellows in Sandalin have always been very vigilant and cautious about the infiltration of the three major forces, and the relationship between our Crimson Family and the Fate Witch cannot be hidden from anyone. So..."

"So they want to meet up, weigh my weight, and then pull me into their small circle?"

"Yes, Lord Patriarch, judging from the information obtained so far, this may be the only explanation!"

"So, the benefits they gave us before are just a bait? When we swallowed the Elovis area, it was equivalent to swallowing the bait. With such a big piece of fat, they are sure that we don't He was willing to spit it out, so he chose this time to force us to have a showdown..." Greem analyzed calmly, but the invisible transparent flame outside his body was obviously not calm.

The temperature in the room has risen again!

Gargamel licked his chapped lips, bowed his head and said nothing.

For this kind of thing that can affect the future direction of the family, he is only responsible for providing the part of the information he knows. As for how the head of the family will choose, it is beyond his ability to intervene.

When wizards are at different heights, they have different perspectives and ideas on the same problem, so Gargamel dare not use his shallow views to influence the choice of the Patriarch. Anyway, just follow in the footsteps of the adults in the family!

A quarter of an hour passed before Greem spoke again.

"Go and reply to them. I agree to meet with President Fried, and the meeting place will be arranged by them. However, the time must be set in half a year. My current situation is not suitable for going out for a walk!"

"yes!"

Gargamel took the order and left without hesitation.

When the calm in the reception hall was restored, a hazy woman's phantom suddenly appeared beside Greem.

"Have you decided?" Alice's soft and calm voice came from the phantom.

"Um!"

"This is actually good. Although the Northland is calm on the surface, it is extremely xenophobic in private. The development of the family here has always been restricted by the witch faction. On the contrary, it is not as good as the scattered Tallinn. It is not monolithic and suitable for the rapid rise of emerging families. .”

"By the way, those old guys won't come up with any dirty tricks to deal with me, will they?"

"..." Alice couldn't help being speechless for a while: "Where did you think! You go this time, not only will there be no harm, but there will be some unexpected benefits. But the benefits are not easy to take, you have to weigh it yourself! "

"benefit?"

"Okay, don't ask any more. You know, things like prophecy cannot be easily said, otherwise fate will have some unpredictable bifurcations."

Greem nodded silently.

After working with Alice for so long, he did have a certain understanding of fate.

The last trip to the Envik plane was because Alice told Greem something in advance, which made his trip to another world more ups and downs, and he almost lost there forever.

Destiny is always unknown and unpredictable!

Even the witch of fate, who exists as the controller of fate, cannot completely let fate follow the trajectory set by herself. Just like the number of cheeses turned upside down in a wooden bowl, Alice may be able to know the exact number before opening it with the sense of fate. Once Alice influences a person or thing in destiny based on this exact result, there will be some unexpected changes in the originally certain things.

Or the cat that broke in unexpectedly knocked over the wooden bowl, or the cheese was eaten by the mouse, or the temperature was too high and the cheese melted... Too many accidents, too many changes, any one of them may affect the original. The results are already established.

This is the fundamental reason why most destiny controllers are so taciturn!

Those powerful people often ridicule the practitioners of destiny, calling them useless bystanders. Many times, even if they see through it, they are still trapped by the rules of fate and cannot swim freely.

They are like playing stud with God every day. Even if you win for a lifetime, one failure may make you never survive.

Those who are wiser keep silent and don't easily interfere with the movement of the river of fate, so they can barely be alone. And those guys who are too active or overconfident will sooner or later be backlashed by fate and die.

And Greem obviously studied it deeply, so he never forced Alice to challenge the rules of fate, and he never thought about using the power of fate to gain any benefits.

And this is one of the main reasons why Alice can continue to be strong!

After a few simple exchanges, the phantom Alice cast slowly dissipated.

Greem also returned to the laboratory on the fifth floor of the Wu Tower amidst a burst of flames.

In the corner of the hall, a tall and mighty elemental magic weapon stood there quietly, and the smooth and perfect lines made of super alloys shone with a dull blue luster.

After a long period of repairs, the wounds suffered by the elemental magic weapon in the Envik plane recovered little by little. In this restoration, Greem even used some magical memory metals that had just been successfully refined.

The Goblin Research Institute established in the White Tower of the North, after spending a lot of Greem's magic crystals and resources, finally produced some decent works, and the magic memory metal is one of them.

This special magical metal, which can only be refined and purified by the alchemy laboratory, has a strange memory function. Once the magic alloy is shaped into shape by special means, it can remember this form. Even if they are pierced, truncated, shredded or distorted during the battle, they can be reassembled under the stimulation of sufficient energy and restore their original form.

With this kind of magic memory metal, coupled with the small magic furnace inside the elemental magic tool, Greem doesn't have to worry about combat damage when he goes to another world to drive it to fight. As long as it is given a certain amount of time, as long as the magic furnace does not explode, it will be able to return to its best fighting form.

Therefore, as soon as the Local Essence Research Institute came up with this result, Greem used his authority to upgrade and transform the elemental magic equipment first.

As for the magic puppet dragon, my dear, if such a huge metal giant mountain wants to transform the whole body into this expensive magic memory metal, it is simply burning magic crystals crazily. Therefore, Greem only approved the replacement of some core components with this special magic alloy. Otherwise, even if he really had a magic crystal mountain, he would be burned to the ground by those goblins.

With the current human resources and financial situation of the Goblin Research Institute, only five catties of magic memory metal can be refined every day, and the cost is about 1700 magic crystals.

After prioritizing the internal use of the family, about 20 catties of magic memory metal can be sold to the outside world every month. And their external sales prices are all in terms of grams, 20 magic crystals per gram.

Greem has been hiding in the Throne of Flame all these years and has been secretly absorbing the souls of the Holy Light, and his mental power has also started to skyrocket crazily. But even so, it took him fifteen years to raise his mental strength from 37 points to 39 points, only one step away from the peak state.

Such a rapid increase in mental strength also reduced his control over himself.

Therefore, when he would give himself a buffer time of half a year to stabilize his unstable mental state.

And time is obviously on his side!