Age of Adepts

The Wizarding World, The Fire Throne.

Still in that completely independent strange space, Greem sat silently at the table reading the holy book of wisdom.

Now he has turned to the seventh page.

And every page he read brought him unspeakable benefits and huge gains.

It's a pity that the Holy Tome of Wisdom belongs to the owner after all!

Before killing the God of Wisdom, Ye Luo, it is impossible for him to completely subdue and analyze the mysteries contained in the Holy Tome of Wisdom. Therefore, every reading is actually a process of him using his mental power to fight wits and courage with this artifact.

If he wins, he will be able to parse out a lot of high-level knowledge fragments about the plane and the mysteries of the world from the pages he read. Of course, there may also be some divine arts knowledge that he can't use temporarily.

If he wants to get more, he needs to constantly struggle with the Holy Book of Wisdom, constantly separate and analyze the corresponding knowledge fragments from it, and then try to piece them together into a complete knowledge puzzle.

If he failed, he would have to bear the counterattack of the scripture of wisdom and suffer a certain degree of mental blow.

Fortunately, this is a completely independent alien space, which cuts off the original connection between the scripture of wisdom and the God of Wisdom, so the spiritual backlash it has endured has not yet reached the point where it cannot bear it.

Even better, he has the assistance of a chip.

Even if only some fragments of knowledge are separated, by comparing with the witchcraft system, you can still analyze a lot of high-level mystic knowledge that is useful to you.

Therefore, these days, Greem's mental fluctuations are extremely frequent.

Either his mental strength skyrocketed because of a lot of harvest, or he was abnormally weak because of mental backlash... And he wandered between the peaks and valleys every day, suffering mentally.

However, stimulated by this, the growth of mental power is also rapid.

It was precisely because of the ups and downs of his mental power every day that he did not dare to leave the Flame Throne easily, let alone fight with others.

Even if Mary was in danger in another world, even if the Iron City was attacked outside the territory, Greem only sent some reinforcements, but he couldn't take the risk himself. After all, with his current broken mental strength, it is difficult to fully recover without decades of careful nursing.

Before that, he really wasn't suitable to fight against any Tier 4 enemies!

After carefully and meticulously reading the seventh page of the Holy Tome of Wisdom, Greem's heart moved slightly, he hurriedly closed the book, and hurriedly left the alien space. Once out of the alien space, Greem's body was covered in flames, and he appeared in another secret room of witchcraft.

The furnishings here are simpler, with only an off-white stone chair.

Under the stone chair, on the floor of the secret room, are densely packed, complicated and abnormal arrays of witchcraft symbols.

Greem sat down on the stone chair without hesitation, and then activated the witch formation under his feet.

The entire secret room quickly dimmed, and with the projection and changes of light and shadow in the talisman array, it presented a strange scene of another region.

This is a towering majestic city.

Relying on the high mountain, it is built according to the mountain, layer upon layer, with distinct layers.

All the buildings are stone houses piled up with rocks. Although simple and crude, they have a rough and majestic momentum. And on the top of the tall stone platforms one after another, a taller and more magnificent mysterious palace is located on the top of the mountain, overlooking the majestic city below and the surrounding undulating green forest.

And the shadow demon attached to Greem's spiritual power is currently hiding in the canopy of a tall ancient tree in the dense forest. With the help of the shade of the trees, he looked at the troll capital in the distance.

"Master, you have found the trace of Lady Mary, should you rush to meet her now?" Shadow Demon passed a spiritual awareness.

The two sides are in two different planes, and only with the help of the power of the Wuta Talisman Array can they barely achieve the same flow rate of time and space and carry out simple communication of consciousness.

"There's no need to meet her, go directly to that Feathered Serpent God!" Greem said decisively.

This guy Mary is actually very cautious. Even though she knew that Greem sent Shadow Fiend to care about her and love her, but as a blood lord with many vampire subordinates, she needed Greem's help to take down a 'little' totem god. It must be resisting!

It was precisely because of his understanding of Mary that Greem never planned to let the Shadow Demon join him.

Helping must be done, but how to help, Greem intends to do it completely according to his own ideas and rhythm!

Under Greem's command, the Shadow Fiend escaped into the darkness without hesitation, and quickly sneaked towards the troll capital with the help of patches of shadow.

The battle outside the troll capital is still in full swing.

Mary led a large number of vampires and newly subdued vampires, and fought frantically in the depths of the jungle with all the troll warriors and troll hunters. Every day, a large number of wounded were carried out of the jungle and sent back to the troll capital for treatment.

And the terrible plague is still spreading in the troll capital, and has even infected nearly half of the troll civilians in the middle and lower classes.

Greem was attached to the shadow demon's spiritual consciousness. Through its eyes, when he walked through the lower level of the troll capital, he saw troll infected people lying in the stone houses and howling in agony.

Regardless of male, female, old or young, strong or weak, if infected with the plague, they can only be thrown alone in the stone room, waiting for death alone. It is precisely because of the strong physique and tenacity of vitality of the trolls that they endured more pain and more terrible torture.

Greem even directed the Shadow Fiend to sneak into several stone rooms, inspected some plague-infected trolls at close range, and silently gave Mary a thumbs up.

Although Mary is usually careless, looks a little rough, and has a bad temper, but her talent in war is not bad. Because Greem found a tendency to mutate in several plague-infected people, and the time was almost synchronized.

This also means that Mary's fight with the trolls on the periphery is actually just a means of delaying, and she is actually waiting for the full bloom of the plague. In order to avoid premature alarm, she even asked the poisonous spirit Remy to delay the onset time of the early plague infected people.

According to the estimation of the epidemic situation observed by Greem, three days later will be the day when the plague will break out in the entire troll capital!

And by that time, most of the trolls will be brought down by the plague, and half of them will be transformed into terrifying servant corpses, setting off a bloody slaughter in the troll capital.

At that time, Mary will lead the blood clan and drive the army of servant corpses into the Feathered Serpent God's lair in one fell swoop.

Such tactics can indeed push the odds to the maximum!

In this regard, Mary has already arranged very well, even if Greem came here in person, there is nothing that can be improved. Therefore, he planned to use his own strength to find ways to weaken the strength of the Feathered Serpent God.

This can be regarded as helping Mary from the side!

Shadow Fiend lurks in the darkness, jumping from one shadow to another, walking silently through the troll capital. As the platform it is on gets higher and higher, the trolls it sees are much better than those at the bottom, regardless of their clothing or equipment.

And the higher the level, the fewer trolls infected with the plague.

Even in many places, Greem discovered strange cauldrons boiling miserable green thick soup, and there was a choking and pungent strong herbal smell wafting from them.

Although this primitive crude herbal soup cannot completely kill the plague toxins, it can effectively suppress their activity. This also reduces the contagiousness and explosiveness of the plague in disguise!

Hmph, I didn't expect these witch doctors to have some tricks... It seems that it is necessary to reduce their population!

While complaining silently, Greem directed the Shadow Fiend to quickly jump and shuttle between the shadows, silently looking for the leader of the witch doctors.

Sure enough, in a mushroom hut on the highest platform, Greem found an old witch doctor with a hunched body and a strange wooden staff.

The small and dark hut was filled with a strong smell of blood and pungent herbs, and a dozen or so troll women were exiting lightly. The blood from the heads of the monsters that had been cut off had been drained, and they were piled up together, looking extremely horrifying.

Beside the flesh and blood sacrifice, there are five ape-men twisted and crooked bodies, their throats have been cut open, and there is a huge blood hole in their chests. Their blood and hearts have been placed on the blood skulls as tributes to the great Feathered Serpent God.

Right in the center of these offerings, a blood-dropping spear was enshrined there, with the strange colorful light that only high-level weapons could have flashed on it.

And the old witch doctor Yeke had just held a blood sacrifice ceremony for a day and a night, and at the moment he was tired and collapsed on the side of the hut, constantly taking out some pungent grass cakes and overgrown grass from the rough clay pot beside him. The poisonous scorpion with strange patterns put it into its mouth and chewed a few mouthfuls, then straightened its neck and swallowed it forcefully.

Just as the Shadow Fiend possessed by Greem sneaked into the hut, the blood-dripping spear slammed and made a crisp sound.

The old witch doctor Yeke was taken aback for a moment, and quickly scanned the room with his hazy yellow eyeballs, but he didn't find any intruders or abnormalities.

Could it be a false report from the holy artifact? This possibility is not great!

After all, the blood-spraying spear is a fourth-level sacred weapon bestowed by the Feathered Serpent God himself, and it has all kinds of strange powers that outsiders can't imagine. Therefore, Yeke never dared to ignore its sudden warning.

It is said that those intruders can transform into a kind of tiny red bats, spying on information everywhere, could there be enemies sneaking in here too?

The old witch doctor Yeke snorted coldly, pulled a palm-sized puppet from his belt and threw it on the ground. As the black smoke flashed, a giant mosquito with strange patterns flew up from the ground.

It was about the size of a human head, and its sharp snout and slender legs shone with the unique sharp light of metal sharps.

"Go, kill all the alien life in this hut..."