Age of Adepts

When Greem felt the Tower of Destiny, a large astrological ceremony had just ended.

Under the leadership of more than a dozen fate witches, hundreds of witch apprentices exited the astrology hall in an orderly manner, leaving this vast and boundless space to two young men and women.

Before leaving, this group of immature witch apprentices with an average age of only fifteen years secretly looked at this young wizard who had stolen the heart of his faction leader. Although their hearts were full of raging gossip, in such a most solemn place, they couldn't help but chatter endlessly.

After all the apprentices and witches had exited the hall and the astrologer, Alice walked towards Greem who was waiting on the sidelines with light steps.

Although the ceremony was over, the lighting stones around the astrology hall were not lit up. The light in the hall was dark and deep, and the ceiling above the head had become completely transparent, reflecting the dark sky outside. Countless bright and charming stars light up the sky, twinkling and shining with obscure and pure power of starlight, echoing with the mysterious witch array etched on the astrologer.

Standing in this night, standing in the dots of starlight sprinkled by countless stars, Alice, who is walking towards Greem, is like a goddess descending from the earth, her frown and smile are so touching, and her every move is so graceful Dust.

Greem held his breath, quietly admiring the boundless beauty in front of him, his whole mind was happily intoxicated!

"...Hey, hello, what are you doing? I've been telling you for a long time, have you heard?" Alice said softly, with a look of coquettish anger. But when her eyes collided with the hot fire in the eyes of the man in front of her, Alice's fair and smooth face flushed instantly again.

With a light pull, Alice embraced the lithe Alice into his arms. Greem couldn't help but find her red lips, and tasted them happily.

Well……

After a long time, Alice, who found a chance to stretch her body, blocked Greem who was chasing him with her hands, and warned him with a pretty face flushed.

"Don't mess around, this is an astrologer. You and I still have a lot to talk about..."

Greem laughed, and pulled Alice into his arms again.

"I also have a lot to say to you, how about we find a secret place and talk about it?"

Alice blushed even more.

Supporting the opponent's chest with her hands, feeling the strong pulsating heartbeat and hot and muscular muscles, Alice's body couldn't help but start to heat up.

Lifting her face, she met Greem's fiery eyes head-on, Alice bit her red lips lightly, and gave him a hard look, then waved her slender hand, the light and shadow swayed, and the two figures disappeared on the spot.

A full half a day passed before the two ended the 'celebration' of their long-lost reunion. Lying on the big soft bed with their bodies intertwined, they began to whisper in low voices.

"...What are your plans for these source qualities?" Alice was still panting delicately. In terms of physique, even ten of her flattering horses can't keep up with Greem.

"In this battle, my understanding of the law of fire has deepened a lot. Even without the aid of source quality, it is not a big problem to advance to the fourth level, but it took nearly a hundred years of effort at night." Greem lay flat on the bed, Alice lay on her chest. He caressed the other party's smooth and silky long satin hair with one hand, and stroked his smooth and smooth back with the other: "Mary is a bloodline wizard. In comparison, her need for source quality is not as strong as yours, so Those source qualities should be reserved for you to advance to level 4!"

"Hmph, that's really nice to say!" Alice raised her nose and lightly gnawed at the muscles on his chest with white jade-like teeth: "You know that our destiny witches advance through the power of destiny, and you What does it have to do with the source quality? Why, are you afraid that I will be angry if you leave the source quality directly to Mary?"

When the 'lie' was exposed, Greem didn't care at all, and said with a smile: "Anyway, you are all the women I love, and it doesn't matter who you use them for!"

Alice laughed and quarreled with him for a while, then half-supported her body, straightened Greem's face with her hand, and took a full look at the vast scenery on her chest, and said with a straight face: "Greem, I know You are confident in your advancement to the fourth level, and you also want to maximize the effect of the source quality. But I still want to warn you, these source qualities can only be used by you, and the speed must be fast!"

It was rare for Greem to see Alice with such a serious look, and he quickly suppressed the smugness that had arisen just now, and asked with a frown, "Why?"

"Because there are only 30 years left for you to advance to Tier 4!"

"What will happen in 30 years?"

"A war... an epic war!"

In Alice's sweet and sentimental voice, Greem heard a magnificent world that shocked him and yearned him endlessly.

Morian, a human world dominated by arcanists, is about to jump from a medium-sized plane to a large-scale plane. And once it succeeds, after tens of thousands of years of plane expansion and strength precipitation, it may have a chance to become a powerful plane that stands at the pinnacle of the multiverse like the wizarding world.

But unfortunately, it doesn't have as much luck as the wizarding world!

The growth and expansion of the Morian plane has undoubtedly alarmed many powerful races in the multiverse. Whether it is the world of the gods, the plane of dragons, or the disaster lords, they will not allow another multiverse to emerge who can compete with them. They are new races vying for territory and resources.

So, they dispatched the strong and elite troops of the clan one after another, and began to launch a crazy attack on the Morian plane.

Many arcanists with Morian as the original plane have also enslaved and ruled hundreds of secondary planes in the past tens of thousands of years, and built them into the outlying bases to defend the arcane empire.

Countless strong races passed through the distant star sea and broke into the sub-planes of the Arcane Empire, where bloody fights took place one after another. As the earth cracked and the sky shattered, these secondary planes were successively destroyed in the flames of war.

The arcanists who were retreating one after another could only retreat to the Morian plane, and used the floating city and the arcane fortress to form an insurmountable line of defense outside the barrier of the plane.

In the past tens of thousands of years, the Arcane Empire has also plundered and enslaved hundreds of large and small planes, collected the resources and treasures in them to its own original plane, and created a world that can directly absorb the void. Mystical device of energy.

Therefore, the arcane empire with its endless energy source is particularly powerful and invincible.

If it wasn't for the joint attack of many cosmic powers this time, I am afraid that the Arcane Empire may really become the most powerful group of forces in the entire multiverse. It's a pity that before they grew up, the great arcane empire jointly built by the arcanists and grand arcanists was torn to pieces by the swarming enemies.

After hundreds of years of war, the defenses around the Morian plane have been shattered, and the powerful Arcane Empire has become a thing of the past, and it may fall completely at any time.

In this magnificent war of planes, wizard camps outside the territory also joined the battle group in the middle and late stages, hoping to collect valuable resources and knowledge from the collapsed ruins of the Arcane Empire.

At present, this terrible war of destruction is still going on in the depths of the universe.

Although the Arcane Empire has lost most of its resistance, the remaining power should not be underestimated. On the contrary, at this moment, the major powerful clans that occupy the absolute advantage have no intention of fighting, and only want to capture the most and the biggest spoils from this war.

Therefore, powerful gods, proud dragons, and terrifying calamity lords all pulled out the elite of their clans and forced them into the Morian plane. On the one hand, let them wreak havoc everywhere, and destroy the mysterious devices that support the Arcanists to continue fighting from the inside;

Naturally, the wizarding world is not far behind, and is preparing to send an elite team to go deep behind the enemy lines, break into the Morian plane, and join the ranks of scrambling for resources and knowledge.

Such a mission behind enemy lines is undoubtedly very dangerous!

After entering the plane of Morian, the wizards performing the task not only have to face the terrifying Arcanist, but also face those vicious 'allies' who are unpredictable. Like thieves with their hands in the same pocket, the two sides are not only peers, but also competitors.

And among the many contenders, although the wizard camp is not the weakest, it is almost the same!

Therefore, those great wizards outside the territory also set the rank of wizards who will perform this task as Tier 4.

After all, Tier 4 is already the strongest power that can be accommodated inside the plane.

Sending a Tier 5 in, the power will also be suppressed to Tier 4, so it is better to send a group of Tier 4 directly, so that the power will not be spilled and wasted.

At that time, the Outlander will select ten elite Tier 4 wizards to act as the main force for this battle, and carry out the tasks sent by the great wizards. And the major forces in the wizarding world also have to select a Tier 4 to serve as the sentry of the main force, confusing the enemy's sight.

This also means that the Silver Alliance, the Witches of the Northland, the Wizards Association, and the Sandi Tallinn will all "select" a Tier 4 to complete the "infiltration" mission arranged by the great wizard outside the territory.

It is precisely because of the indescribably high risk of this mission that the fourteen fourth-order wizards in Sandi Tallinn are obviously unwilling to join this "must die" mission. Therefore, under their deliberation and planning, Greem, the unlucky 'scapegoat', was born!

After listening to Alice's narration, Greem finally understood the real purpose of this selection of Tier 3 powerhouses.

There was no furious roar, no outrageous scolding, Greem frowned tightly, his black pupils looked indifferent and deep, and he began to think calmly and deeply.

Alice caressed his resolute face with her hand, and couldn't help offering her sweet kiss.

After a long time, she finally said softly and panting drunkenly: "Greem, do you know? What fascinates me the most about you is your calmness and calmness. If it were someone else, they would definitely blame me for my presumptuous assertions. Only You, never lose your composure, understand the importance of mind and thinking!"

"Okay, don't be a fool! Since you took the initiative to push me on this road, could it be that you spied something in advance?" Greem opened his hand, and lightly patted Alice's round buttocks.

The skins are in contact with each other, and the touch feels good. Immediately and involuntarily, they stay there and slowly stroke and knead.

Alice's body immediately became hot again.

She forcefully opened her intoxicated eyes, leaned down, leaned close to Greem's ear, and began to speak softly...