Age of Adepts

Greem walked leisurely on the all-metal bridges suspended high above the waists of steel fortresses.

The howling wind blew past the bridge, blowing the burqa outside Greem's body, revealing the dark red fire dragon armor underneath.

The bridge is 5 meters wide, strong and thick enough to allow a large number of metal magic weapons to move quickly on it.

There is a one-meter-high handrail beside the bridge. Standing on the edge and looking down, you can see countless ups and downs, strange steel buildings with a strong metal punk style, and densely packed alien races moving around like tiny ants.

Relying on its indestructible steel fortress and terrifying magic cannons, the Eternal City drove away batch after batch of dragon lords who came to conquer it. He insisted on using his strong force to set up an invincible steel city on the Lance plane where there are many dragon lords.

No matter in any plane, as long as you can show your powerful force, you will welcome countless admirers and followers.

When the Eternal Capital proved its strength with iron-blooded style, those plane natives who were oppressed by the giant dragon clan naturally came to seek refuge with great joy. This also allowed the influence and prestige of the Eternal Capital to quickly spread throughout the entire Lance plane.

Therefore, as Greem saw, in addition to thousands of battle magic equipment, hundreds of thousands of huge indigenous tribes lived in the Eternal Capital. They are like weeds, shrubs, or vines parasitic on the outskirts of the Eternal Capital, surviving on a little handouts and leftovers.

If you want to get along well, and want the tribe to rise, you must take refuge in the Eternal Capital and join the aboriginal outskirts under Fennao Gelu.

Using this method, Fennao Gru only used a very small amount of resources to attract a large number of indigenous troops with various strange combat powers.

But now, following the order of the split-brain Gru, the entire Eternal City boiled, and batches of metal magic weapons and indigenous warriors poured out of the various buildings in the Iron Fortress, and rushed madly towards the tower standing on the ground. On the metal trestle, a strange wizard with black hair and black eyes.

Having passed the initial stage of an elemental wizard, he has initially raised his own power to the level of rules, and the strange appearance characteristics formed by the overflow of elements or power projection in the past are also slowly disappearing. Greem at this moment is actually the closest to the original form of his soul.

The elemental precipitation on the dark red long hair has faded away, revealing a bright and smooth black base. The situation where the fire element overflowed no longer existed, Greem's pupils also returned to black, but some scattered red dots could be vaguely seen around the pupils.

If someone can zoom in on these red dots, they will be horrified to find that they are strange runes burning with tiny flames. Moreover, with Greem's psychological and emotional changes, these tiny runes are also constantly changing.

Greem walked slowly on a long metal trestle bridge, passing obliquely from a towering metal fortress to a giant steel tower in the distance.

Although there are as many steel fortresses here as a cow's hair, and although the metal trestle bridges here are as dense as a spider's web, it is impossible for Greem to get lost as long as he comes here once. Therefore, his goal was directed at the core of the Eternal City, the steel hall where the alien brain Gazlowe was hiding.

Seriously speaking, Greem just came to catch up with that Gazlowe today!

Although the other party has done too many things that made Greem 'dissatisfied' in the past years, that is the past after all. With Greem's promotion this time, his perspective and pattern of viewing people and things are somewhat different from before.

That Gazlowe, as an ambitious crazy goblin, was able to transform himself into what he is now, which has fully demonstrated its talent and brains. As a Tier 3 brain monster, sitting in a strong city, even if Greem was replaced in its place, he might not be reconciled to the position of a wizard's servant.

Therefore, Greem's restlessness and resistance are completely understandable.

But understanding does not mean acceptance!

Greem in the past, to be honest, didn't have absolute power to suppress or force the third-order brain monster to submit. The two parties just chose falsehood and obedience out of the wisdom of "cooperation will benefit both, and division will harm both".

And the third-order brain monster also took advantage of this opportunity to do many things that harmed the interests of the Crimson family.

Of course, Greem was well aware of this, but silently chose to forbear, in order not to force the third-level brain monster out of the family, and to prevent the family from losing the Lance plane with huge dragon resources.

But now, Greem is already a Tier 4 wizard, and the balance of power between the two sides has lost its previous balance. Therefore, Greem could no longer tolerate what was tolerated in the past.

He only came here for one purpose, which is to reintroduce the third-order brain monster into the control and management of the family. If the opponent is ignorant of current affairs, then Greem doesn't mind showing his new power to the enemy in a 'little' way.

Hearing the ear-piercing siren sounding over the Eternal Capital, and seeing the dense battle magic equipment and black native warriors rushing out from the metal fortresses and fortresses, Greem couldn't help opening his mouth slightly in surprise.

He thought of the resistance of the third-order brain monster, but he didn't expect the opponent's resistance to be so fierce...

This is almost a completely hostile state!

No matter what the third-order brain monster was thinking, it was so sure that it could force itself back, and it didn't even give itself the necessary room for relaxation. Could it be that it thought Greem wouldn't dare to kill it?

Thinking of this, Greem's black pupils couldn't help but narrowed.

He had a feeling that it was not simple behind this matter, as if there was an invisible big hand pushing and manipulating something. Otherwise, with Gazlowe's cowardly character, he would never have done it so decisively!

However, all doubts can only be answered after the fact. Now, what Greem needs to face is the thousands of 'enemies' swarming onto the metal trestle.

If he wants to see that Gazlowe, Greem probably needs to clean up all these unsightly guys lying in it first.

Quack quack...

Following a burst of noisy and ear-piercing strange screams, the first batch of rushing up was not the metal magic equipment that densely covered the whole city, but a team of 170 harpies.

There are men and women, and they all have humanoid bodies, but they have the wings and claws of eagles, and their torsos are naked, with thick gray-brown bird feathers growing only on the ends of their limbs. Their upper arms were replaced by a pair of eagle wings, and two claws grew from their bodies, holding a three-meter-long spear tightly on them.

The whole body of the spear is made of wood, and the front end is cut into a spike shape.

And those harpies were holding these wooden lances at this moment, flapping their wings desperately, while screaming and charging towards Greem.

Greem's black pupils swept across them, his eyes full of contempt that couldn't be concealed.

A group of little fellows who are only apprentices. In Nuo Da's team, not many wizard-level individuals can be found. Such a weak dish is also worthy of charging against a Tier 4 wizard?

Too lazy to fight with such 'trash', Greem propped up the Burning Domain silently.

As the dark red sky enveloped Greem's body for a radius of nearly a kilometer, all the harpies who broke into it and the following native warriors burned and turned to ashes amidst screams of horror. And those steel buildings and metal trestles included in the dark red sky began to glow red under the astonishingly high temperature and invisible flames, and even the surface began to melt.

As soon as the Burning Domain came out, it quickly extinguished Eternal City's desire to rely on many indigenous creatures to surround Greem. Without super-high magic resistance above level 2, and without special flame protection, any creature entering the burning field will suffer terrifying fire damage of up to 210 degrees per second.

Not to mention these naked natives of the plane, even level 2 wizards with a full set of resistance blessings, there are not many guys who can withstand this kind of continuous wear and tear.

Almost instantly, the aggressive momentum of the attack was suppressed.

The natives of the plane rushed into the dark red sky screaming frantically, and then quickly burned to ashes. No matter if it is an ordinary individual or those notorious native powerhouses, as long as they enter the dark red sky, they will inevitably be incinerated into ashes with a bang within a few steps.

After watching such scenes and scenes a lot, it frightened those latecomers.

They clustered in front of the dark red sky, watching the terrifying film of light advance step by step with horror on their faces. And they also lost the courage to continue charging, huddled into a ball of fleshy lumps in front of the light film, and retreated desperately.

Occasionally, a few unlucky ones were bumped into the light film by the crowded team, and before they could turn around and escape in horror, their entire bodies spewed out endless flames under the gaze of many eyes, and instantly turned to ashes.

The natives are finally scared!

Although they are brave, it does not mean that they are stupid; although they are not afraid of death, it does not mean that they are willing to die for no reason...

Therefore, when a frightened native of the plane screamed and turned to run away, all the natives of the plane couldn't help being defeated together.

No way, the 'demons' they faced were too terrifying, and their strength was too weak.

Not to mention hurting that 'demon', with so many of them together, I'm afraid they don't even have the courage to face each other!

Greem walked leisurely on the metal trestle bridge indifferently, while the dark red canopy he propped up was like driving cattle and sheep, driving the natives of the plane to run in all directions, and they were routed.

And at this moment, a group of plane natives had just fled halfway to the metal trestle bridge, when they were sieved by the dense rain of bullets and the energy rays that screamed. Then in the next moment, groups of metal-clad and orderly formations of combat magic weapons stepped in orderly steps, stepped over the corpses all over the ground and the wounded in pain, and approached Greem in the distance step by step. .