Age of Adepts

This is a spacious and bright witchcraft hall.

The wall on one side of the entire hall is inlaid with countless rune crystals, and each crystal shines with a faint brilliance, projecting a strange picture. All the pictures are put together to form a strange curtain wall with various postures.

In most of the pictures, there is a male or female wizard watching here silently, and their backgrounds seem to be in different places. There is also a small half of the screen that is black, and it seems that the proper connection has not been established.

In the center of the crystal curtain wall, a white-robed wizard wearing an old-fashioned pointed hat, with an old face, a pair of tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a silver-white beard hanging down to his chest, thumped his staff heavily and asked loudly. : "Tell me, you have been investigating for so long, you must have come to a conclusion! What exactly is that fire witch trying to do here?"

The wizards in the many pictures on the curtain wall are also busy with their own things, and they are only distracted here.

Several high-ranking wizards in various robes bowed in front of the old white-robed wizard, looked at each other, and finally stood up and spoke.

This is a strange wizard wearing black armor and a clown mask on his face. Judging from his figure and aptitude, he also has a level 3 strength.

"Lord Domhnall, according to the information reported by the monitoring team and the results sent back by the prophecy team, it seems that Greem came to our Eastern District to find someone!"

"Looking for someone... Whom? Inside the organization or outside the organization?"

"Group...within the organization!"

"Oh, who is it?"

Hearing the conversation between the vice president and the clown wizard, many wizards in the screen were aroused and began to pay attention.

"O...Master Olivia!" The clown wizard couldn't help lowering his head at this point, and there seemed to be cold sweat dripping slowly from under the mask.

"Olivia..."

"Hey, when did he meet Olivia?"

"That's right, Olivia, have you dealt with that fire witch?"

All of a sudden, there were voices of discussion everywhere, and many wizards couldn't help joking.

And in the middle of the curtain wall, in a projection screen, a tall and pretty witch with a black hair shawl and a golden ring on her head was lying lazily on her side on the bed, listening to the conversations in the hall.

But when the clown wizard said that name, she sat upright suddenly, her beautiful and gentle face suddenly became serious and serious.

"Shut up!" The young witch suppressed the gloating of many of her colleagues with a low shout, and then turned her gaze to the clown wizard. The purple pupils were shining with fluorescent lights, full of the terrifying majesty unique to fourth-level wizards: "You said, that legendary fire witch came to look for me?"

Under the horrifying gaze of the murderous witch, the clown wizard burst into cold sweat instantly, and forced a smile: "My lord, I didn't say this, but the result of the unanimous prediction of the seven members of the prophecy group. There should be nothing wrong with it." mistake……"

"Legendary Fire Witch...Grim...Crimson Family..." The young witch raised her brows high and murmured repeatedly, as if she was searching for memories related to these words in her mind.

It's a pity that no matter how she stirs it, there is always a blank.

Apart from having heard about some of the "great achievements" of this legendary fire witch, he can't seem to find anything related or connected to him.

"Olivia, do you... know that fire witch?" The old white-robed wizard frowned and asked.

"I don't know... I haven't had any contact before!" the young witch said decisively.

"That's good!" The white-robed wizard Domhnall, who is the vice-chairman, obviously breathed a sigh of relief: "This Greem has been making a lot of trouble in the middle of the mainland for decades. It is said that he has gathered a team Not a small amount of power, the Crimson family has become the only super wealthy family in the entire Sanchitalin. Many people have rumored that he is likely to become the core of power in the central part of the mainland... To be honest, the association is also discussing how to deal with it Where is this guy!"

"Then what do you mean?"

"Since this guy has come to our east, naturally we should take this opportunity to get in touch with him and observe his development potential. If he is really as powerful as the rumors say, the association really needs to consider suppressing this crimson family." It's..."

"The actions of the association are arranged by you, I don't care. But since this guy came to me, I will go to meet him and see what he means. If necessary, I can also try his depth for you .” The young Olivia said proudly.

"That's great. Then I'll arrange a few people to assist you and help you..."

"No need, don't you worry about my strength? It doesn't matter if he was a dragon or a worm before, he will turn into mud when he comes to me!"

After saying that, the light screen where Olivia was located suddenly went dark, apparently having lost contact with the Witchcraft Hall.

After Olivia went offline, those wizards who were still unsatisfied immediately started talking about it. Obviously, they all can't wait to see a wonderful drama like Mars hitting the earth.

After all, there are more than forty fourth-level wizards in the association, and that Olivia can definitely squeeze into the top ten.

With such strength to confront a little fire witch from a 'backcountry' head-on, no one would be optimistic about that so-called 'legendary fire witch'!

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After wiping out the witchcraft crystal casually, Olivia leaned on the soft couch and meditated silently.

This is a beautifully decorated lounge, and the interior layout is even more luxurious, full of the extravagant and flamboyant style of high-ranking nobles.

And when the barrier of silence disappeared, through the thick golden oak door, the noisy and bustling sound of musical instruments from the banquet hall downstairs and the waves of undulating and oscillating waves poured into the room, making Olivia frowned slightly.

However, before she could do anything, the two solid golden oak wooden doors burst open under a strong impact, and three young men and women who were chasing and frolicking broke in from the outside.

The young man in the lead had a fair and handsome face, a strong and tall figure, and a gorgeous black witch robe was well-cut, which made him look even more talented when he wore it.

From the style and shape of the witch robe on him, as well as the exquisite magic weave silk thread and the magic gems all over the corners, it can be seen that it is not a standard uniform issued by the Wizarding Association, but a specially customized high-end product. From this alone, it can be seen that this person's family wealth is rich, which is really staggering.

But it's a pity that he didn't cherish such an exquisite witch robe at all. Wine stains and greasy traces could be seen on the front and corners of the robe. And he was obviously drunk at the moment, with two beautiful and hot witches in his arms, he slammed into the room crookedly while laughing loudly.

The strength of the three of them is no more than level 1...

The two young witches were still laughing heartily, when they suddenly saw Olivia's frosty face in the room, they fought a cold war, and hurriedly bowed to stand still, showing a look of panic and shivering on their faces at the same time.

And even though the young wizard was only at level 1, when he suddenly saw Olivia, he didn't show any fear or panic. He threw off the two fellow witches, rushed towards the 4th-level witch obliquely, grabbed the sleeve corner of the other party, and shook it violently.

"Sister... sister... so you hid here... I said... why didn't I see you in the hall!" The young wizard was so drunk that he couldn't support his body, and fell half on top of Olivia's body, mouth full The strong smell of alcohol sprayed directly on her face.

"Go down!" Olivia said coldly.

The two first-rank witches hurriedly bowed to salute, carefully exited the room, and closed the wooden door again.

Olivia sighed, raised her hands and hugged the young wizard's head, the witchcraft fluctuated, and a faint yellow smell of wine seeped out from the pores of the other's skin, and condensed into a ball again in her palm liquor.

After the smell of alcohol was drawn away, the young wizard trembled violently, and regained his sobriety in an instant.

"Sister, why is it you!" The young Welsh couldn't help but hugged his head, still immersed in the severe headache after being drunk.

"Wales, you should know that losing your clear and calm mind due to drinking is a big taboo for us wizards!" Olivia's face was full of reproaches, but her actions were not as cold as her words. Instead, he took the initiative to massage and knead the forehead for the other party.

"Sister, don't worry about me!" That Welsh raised his head and laughed miserably: "Ha, what can a waste like me do if he keeps a clear and calm mind every day? Is there still room for improvement?"

Olivia's hands froze, and a miserable look appeared on her face.

The difference in talent and potential of this younger brother is simply an insulator of witchcraft. Even if Olivia spent countless resources and a huge price, she could only raise her strength to the 1st intermediate level.

At this point, his strength development has reached its limit. No matter how many resources are poured down, not even a sound can be heard, and it is even less likely to bring him the slightest improvement.

"Wales, don't give up on yourself. Believe in my sister, I will definitely find something that can improve your aptitude so that you can continue to live!" Olivia stroked his face with some pain.

Welsh laughed bitterly, shook his head and said: "Sister, you have said this tens of thousands of times, and you know my aptitude, it is impossible to improve it by half a step. I am 337 years old now, if it is not decades The life-extending ceremony you performed for me before, I am afraid that I have become a dead bone in the tomb. Now...my soul has been strengthened so many times, and it has already reached the limit of endurance. Even if you find better and more useful ones in the future My soul can no longer bear the life-sustaining treasure."

"So, sister, don't force me to meditate or study witchcraft anymore. I'm not that kind of material at all. With this time, you might as well let me indulge and consume the last of my life happily ..."

After saying that, Wales gently pushed away Olivia, who was looking miserable, and stumbled out of the room again.

Behind him, Olivia closed her eyes in pain.