Age of Adepts

half year later.

A small airship briefly docked above the Flame Throne, and then left without a sound half an hour later.

In the cabin, Greem was chatting with a white-robed middle-aged wizard contentedly.

The person who came to pick him up was also an acquaintance, Laureen, the leader of the punishment department of the Sandi Tallinn Association, a third-level wizard.

"Your Excellency Greem has never been to Keslinburg since he became a wizard, right?" Compared to the last time, Laurien was smiling all over his face at this time, with an amiable attitude like a kind elder who hadn't seen him for a long time. .

But Greem knew very well that since the other party was the leader of the Corrections Department, his hands must be stained with the blood of wizards, so how could he speak so easily as his appearance showed.

Moreover, the first meeting between the two in the city of Rennes last time was not very pleasant, so the other party's behavior may have factors to ease the relationship between the two.

Reciprocating, Greem also showed a gentle smile on his face.

"Yeah, after being promoted to a wizard, I'm either busy collecting knowledge or looking for resources. Not to mention the three major factions, I haven't even been to more than half of the areas in Scattered Tallinn. It's really a pity."

"Then you have to take a good look around when you come to Fort Keslin. It is rich in top-notch magic wands and magic servants. If you don't mind Greem, I can accompany you to have a look..."

If the moment just now was just a polite greeting, then Wizard Laureen's words at this moment are a bit flattering. Although he didn't know why the other party was so condescending, Greem still wanted to express enough gratitude.

Seemingly aware of Greem's gentle attitude, that Laureen approached him and smiled: "Your Excellency Greem, you will meet some old friends when you go to Kerslinburg this time, you have to be mentally prepared. ..."

After all, I stopped talking about it in depth, and started talking about some interesting things that happened in various places in Sandi Tallinn.

While dealing casually with this familiar wizard of Laureen, Greem silently pondered the words 'old friend' in his heart.

At their level, wizards below level 3 can no longer be called 'friends'. This also meant that the other party was reminding Greem that he might 'encounter' a familiar Tier 3 wizard in Keslinburg.

Who could it be?

In his mind, he quickly filtered all the third-level wizards he knew, and the chip finally projected only one image.

A dense purple mist that cannot be seen through at all.

is her……

…………

Keslinburg.

Keslinburg is located in the central part of Santetalin, and does not belong to any wizarding family or organization, but is a nearly completely independent neutral area.

Because, the headquarters of Santetalin Association is located here.

With Keslinburg as the center, nearly a thousand miles of land belongs to the private property of the association, and is jointly controlled by fourteen fourth-level wizards in the entire Sandi Tallinn area. There is a completely independent wizard team and training system, which is also the only one in the Sandi Tallinn area. A combined force with surveillance, enforcement and punishment powers.

When the airship slowly landed at a mooring point near Fort Keslin, a large group of guys dressed in colorful wizard costumes were already waiting here.

Accompanied by wizard Laureen, Greem slowly walked down the wooden plank.

"Boss, you're back... this is the famous and legendary fire witch Greem!" The first person to greet him was a burly and sturdy man with a swollen face and a slightly bald head. Loud, giving people a strange feeling full of extreme explosive power.

"Come here... Let me introduce you. This is my deputy, Tito, a level 3 body-refining wizard... Tito, this is the Lord Greem you've been talking about for a long time!" Laureen smiled For some reason, when he mentioned the identity of the other party's third-level body-refining wizard, he pronounced his words especially hard, as if he was reminding something.

"Hey, all these years, thanks to Master Greem, all the body-training wizards have been holding their breath! Why, it's the first time we meet today, let's shake hands!" the barbarian Titopi welcomed, He also took the initiative to stretch out his thick-knuckle right hand, sneering unkindly.

Among the wizarding community, there has never been such a ritual as the tentacle salute.

Witchcraft is all kinds of strange things, and the ghost knows if the wizard he meets has any curses or poisons cast through physical contact. Therefore, most wizards mainly caress their chests and rarely touch other people's bodies.

And when the other party did this, it obviously contained the meaning of a contest!

Surrounding them, all the wizards around were smiling, as if they were waiting for the result of the contest between the two.

Greem was slightly taken aback, looking at the opponent's rough skin and thick joints like iron tongs, he could even see the terrifying power of witchcraft converging on the opponent's right hand in his elemental vision.

Asking myself an elemental wizard to compare strength with a body training wizard, it seems that this is also a prestige arranged by the other party!

Greem smiled lightly, stretched out his right hand as if unconsciously, and held each other tightly.

Greem's own basic strength has reached 20 points, plus 5 points of strength added by Soden's holy ring and 2 points of flame suit, the individual strength is as high as 27 points. Such a level of strength might not be enough for a head-to-head battle with a third-level body-refining wizard, but there shouldn't be any problem with a simple handshake.

What's more, Greem is a third-level fire witch, and the flame force field lingering outside his body is not something ordinary people can bear.

Therefore, when Greem and that Tito held hands together, the faces of both sides couldn't help but instantly turned ugly.

It was like sticking his right hand into a blender, and the frenzied and terrifying force easily crushed Greem's measly 27 points of strength. In the next half a minute, this huge force was like a constantly churning lathe, crushing and crushing Greem's fragile fingers and flesh in different ways.

There is no need to use a chip to scan finely. Greem can know that most of his hand bones are covered with cracks just by the severe pain of tearing out his heart, and the flesh and tendons that act as a buffer have been crushed into a puddle. An indistinguishable blood sauce.

But what was rare was that even though the opponent crushed it with such great force, it didn't damage the surface skin of Greem's right hand in the slightest. It looks normal on the outside, but the inside is distorted and broken.

However, Greem is the one who won't fight back after being beaten!

The invisible transparent flame force field densely covering the surface of the right hand has been raised to an astonishing level. While the opponent was crushing him with strength, Greem's flame force field had penetrated into the opponent's skin, roasting, scorching, and charring the flesh and blood on the opponent's right hand in an unexpected way.

Of course, in order to maintain superficial etiquette, Greem didn't hurt the skin of the opponent's right hand at all. However, the flesh, prisons, and blood vessels under the skin quickly turned red and red, and then turned purple-black under a violent and extremely high temperature.

The two sides clasped their right hands tightly, with cheerful smiles on each other's faces.

However, one hand's right hand could faintly hear cracking and cracking noises, while the other's right hand was rapidly blackening, and at the same time, a faint aroma of barbecue wafted out.

Both sides are struggling to support, but they also want to maintain the superficial harmony and friendship, so the expressions of both of them gradually become weird and distorted.

"Okay, okay...don't be so enthusiastic when we meet. I still want to show Master Greem a tour of the entire castle, so you can stop here!" Laurien, who had been watching the battle with a smile on his face, finally came forward to smooth things over.

After all, Greem is a guest invited by the Association, so there is no problem in giving him an unscrupulous dismount. But if you crush someone's right hand as soon as you meet, it seems that the association is too harsh.

The two sides smiled awkwardly, and let go of each other's right hands.

Greem tucked his right hand into his robe without leaving a trace, turned his head and nodded to the surrounding third-level wizards.

"How is it? How's the power of this fire witch?" Laurian secretly sent a voice message to Tito without compromising.

"His strength is 27 points, which is considered very high among elemental wizards. I have already disabled his right hand, and within three to five days, he doesn't want his right hand to return to normal..."

"Haha, good boy, you can't do it..."

"But my right hand is also useless!"

"Well……"

"That guy's flame is very domineering, it has already roasted the flesh and bones in my right hand..."

"Okay then, you go down to heal your injuries first, and I'll receive him myself!"

Naturally, it is impossible for this scene that happened at the meeting to spread, and it will only be passed on in an extremely narrow circle at the upper level of the association.

According to Tito's evaluation, this legendary fire wizard possessed 27 points of strength and 24 points of constitution, which undoubtedly seemed a bit too high for an elemental wizard.

After all, elemental wizards rely on mental strength for food, and spending a lot of time on physical fitness and strength is undoubtedly a huge waste of resources.

Usually, a third-level elemental wizard can have more than ten points of strength and physique, which is enough to cope with most battles and harsh environments. And only the top wizards trained by the big forces, because they have no shortage of resources, coupled with a reasonable cultivation and training system, can it be possible to pile up the rest of the physical qualities to this level.

And like Greem, who is obviously an elemental wizard, but has a strong body and witchcraft ability that are not weaker than bloodline wizards. It is no wonder that he can withstand the violent combat power of a fourth-level wizard and exhaust his physical strength.

Of course, the biggest contribution is that Tier 4 magic weapon puppet dragon.

However, if Greem didn't have such an abnormal physique to support him, it would be almost impossible to achieve that!

After meeting with these association wizards who came here to welcome them one by one, Greem finally stepped into the long-famous Keslin Castle accompanied by Laurien.