Age of Adepts

"We're still friends, aren't we?"

Greem asserted sincerely.

"Friend..." Congnas was speechless for a while.

To be honest, a guy who dares to be friends with a demilich may not be too normal. After all, the horror and ruthlessness of the lich is also something that people in the multiverse know.

Therefore, Congnas felt extremely uncomfortable with Greem's overtures.

"You have also seen my current situation. I have already taken half a step. Although I have not been completely rejected by the wizarding world, the time I can stay in the plane is running out." Greem explained with a smile: " Leaving the world of wizards and going outside the territory, I will be alone again by then, and I am afraid that I will need your 'friend' to help me with many things!"

Although Greem didn't speak clearly, it was obvious that he valued Congnas.

Congnas is already a demigod lich, and with the Winter Box, there is no problem in advancing to Grand Lich. Although Greem took half a step earlier than it, but in terms of individual combat power, the opponent was not much inferior to him.

Therefore, plan ahead and deal with this lich who is destined to rise strongly early, so that Greem will not be blinded when he comes outside the territory in the future, and he will not even have a 'partner' to help.

Strength, power, contacts, resources... These things are all essential growth factors for a top wizard, and they are indispensable!

As soon as he returned to the old path of balancing interests, Congnas immediately dispelled all his doubts, and even secretly elated himself.

Greem needs a strong enough partner as foreign aid, and it is not the case with Congnas. Once it enters the 5th rank and becomes a god-level Grand Lich, it will naturally have the qualifications to set up its own banner in the Grand Lich League and recruit some unsatisfactory Liches for help.

You must know that in most spellcasting organizations, liches who violate the life cycle and break the boundary between life and death have always been discriminated against and rejected. Even many orthodox spellcasters still hate and hate liches first-class, and they must get rid of them once they are discovered.

This also caused the low-level members of the Lich Alliance to hide and hide like rats in the gutter, unable to act as spellcasters in a fair manner, and it was difficult to obtain the necessary resources and knowledge.

And Congnas is now in his early days, and with a strong foundation, he survived that difficult period that can't be looked back. But even so, it is still difficult to find suitable trading partners in terms of many high-level knowledge and rare resources.

After all, the eerie image of liches is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so that not many spellcasting organizations are willing to deal with them.

Correspondingly, if Congnas has many powerful legendary fire witches as partners, he might be able to get through the wizard's way. In this way, both the acquisition of knowledge and resources will be much easier.

With resources and strength, it is no longer a dream to pull one's own power in the Lich League.

As for the death cemetery... Hmph, it has attracted a future powerful wizard for the Lich Grand Alliance, so what if it hurts a poor little lich!

Thinking of this, Congnas' attitude immediately changed drastically, and he became much more intimate with Greem.

Lang is affectionate, concubine is interested!

Both sides are solitary warriors in their respective ethnic groups, with very few partners. Now that there is a common will, an offensive and defensive alliance was formed almost instantly, and they have become "good partners" with stable interests.

With this relationship, the two sides will be more open and honest.

Congnas made up his mind to set up his own magic laboratory near the big space rift in the short term so that he could study Greem's promotion status nearby. Correspondingly, it will also trade the secrets it has collected about the endless void to Greem, so that it can get acquainted with the extraterrestrial world as soon as possible.

Both sides take what they need, which is fair and reasonable!

After appeasing the demigod lich Congnas, Greem glanced around secretly.

These days, he has always had a weird feeling of being watched.

However, no matter how Greem tried his best, he still couldn't find the location of the mysterious guy who had been hiding in the dark and watching him.

It wasn't those archivists in the Prophet's Tower, because those guys turned into giant eagles and clouds. Although they were very cleverly hidden, they still couldn't escape Greem's spiritual perception.

Nor could it be a strong man sent by the Wizarding Association, because as far as Greem knows, the Wizarding Association is in more trouble than the central region. The ones who ran out of the Moyuan Valley were the disaster lords who ran rampant in the multiverse. These guys are stronger than the abyssal demons in every respect.

At this time, if the other party is still in the mood to come to the central part to stir up wind and rain, Greem doesn't mind going to the east for a stroll to see the scenery of Moyuan Valley.

Although Greem has never confirmed the existence of that mysterious figure in any way, through the level of rules, he has perceived the danger warning from the consciousness of the plane.

He had just repelled the attack from the abyss, and his relationship with the consciousness of the plane was perfect. It was understandable to enjoy such a little preferential treatment. It's a pity that Greem didn't have any research on foretelling and divination, so he couldn't get more and more detailed information from the consciousness of the plane.

As for Alice, she was invited to the Spirit Realm by Turas, the Protoss, and has yet to return. Therefore, Greem could only observe silently, compare carefully, and wanted to find out the position of the monitor with the help of the chip.

It's a pity that the other party seems to be a strong man with special means. Even if he tried his best, he could only deduce the existence of the other party, but he still couldn't prove it.

This made Greem faintly feel ominous!

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Greem stood there silently.

These days, his only job every day is to wait here quietly, and then let the flames gushing out of the heart of rules slowly radiate and transform his body.

Right now, he only has three pieces of magic equipment on him.

The Vulcan Orb was stuffed into the Heart of Rules, where it turned into a scorching fireball, from which pure and extremely pure flame energy gushed out continuously. These energies are impregnated with extremely rich rules of flames, like a gust of hot and churning magma, the skin of the heart of rules is scorched, and the flesh and blood are scorched.

However, driven by Greem's powerful vitality, new flesh and blood continued to regenerate from the charred and withered flesh, replacing the damaged parts. However, these newly born flesh and blood obviously couldn't bear the burning of the regular flames, so they were scorched and blackened again.

In this repeated cycle of scorching, rebirth, scorching again, and rebirth... some strange golden flesh particles were tempered. Their appearance does not seem to be any different from ordinary flesh and blood, but they have a regular power that almost completely matches the Inextinguishable Flame.

And these golden flesh grains will not be scorched by the regular flame, but will become stronger and more energetic in the collision and interaction with the regular flame.

Greem's heart swelled to the size of a room at this time, but an hour of pain and suffering could only refine a golden grain of flesh the size of a soybean. If you want to completely replace this former heart of rules with this kind of golden meat, you can't do it without fifteen years of hard work.

Transforming the heart of the rule is actually to create a demonized heart for the Vulcan Orb to carry the rule power of the fifth-order flame. It's been a long and painful process, and it's not without using some very rare wizarding resources to boost progress.

For the current Greem, the Vulcan Orb is his source of power, and its role cannot be replaced by other items. It can be said bluntly that Greem's entire power system after advancing to level 5 is built around the Vulcan Orb.

Even the Book of Dirty Darkness, which is also at the fifth level, can only take the second place, unable to compete with the Vulcan Orb for the core position!

Besides these two tier 5 artifacts, the only thing in Greem's past equipment that could continue to grow with him was the Focusing Crystal. As for other witch weapons, Greem could no longer rely on them for battle due to the huge difference in their ranks.

Some of the original 4th-level witchcraft can barely be driven, but every time they are used, it means that the lifespan of this witchcraft will be greatly reduced. And those witch weapons below level 4 can't bear the weight of life.

I'm afraid that the moment Greem's flame energy poured into it was the moment when it exploded into fireworks all over the sky. Even the witchcraft itself is damaged, so naturally their effects cannot be exerted.

After all, with their materials and refining techniques, it is obvious that they cannot withstand the power of rules!

Therefore, from today on, Greem, like other great wizards, will embark on the difficult road of finding resources and tailoring high-level wizard weapons for himself...

At the moment when Greem became quiet again and fell into meditation with closed eyes, at the edge of the great space rift, an old wizard wearing a pointed hat, wearing a gray witch robe, and holding a tall witch staff was silently examining he.

The old wizard's stature was a bit hunched, and his height was no more than 1.7 meters. Compared with Greem's huge body, which was as high as a thousand meters, he looked like a small ant beside the feet of a giant armored rhinoceros.

But his existence obviously surpassed everyone's vision and perception.

Although the position where he stands is remote, there are still many wizards in charge of vigilance who will pass by here. When these wizards' vision or mental perception swept over the old wizard, the feedback they got was a solitary broken coke rock, and there was nothing strange or weird at all.

Therefore, there were people coming and going around the old wizard, and the wizards in charge of monitoring and vigilance changed one after another, but no one noticed his existence.

And he has stayed there for more than ten days.

Almost from the moment Greem drove away the abyss refiner, he appeared there and stood there silently, observing Greem's every move and every trace of leaking soul breath.

The more he watched, the more interested he became, and he was already very curious and surprised by Greem!

To be honest, this is the first time he has seen such a strange rule wizard...