Age of Adepts

"These should be small and medium-sized planes that have already been conquered. So how does your association deal with those difficult large planes?"

After holding back for a long time, Greem finally couldn't help asking this question that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

After all, the top-level resources that small and medium planes can capture are still too scarce. It may be more than enough to nourish one or two wizards or a small wizard family, but it is not enough to support a large force.

Therefore, if someone told Greem that a huge wizarding organization like the Wizarding Association started by robbing these small and medium-sized planes, he would not believe it even if he was killed.

No matter how many such small and medium-sized planes are invaded, they will only get enough food and clothing. If you want to eat a mouth full of oil, and want to organize continuous expansion and development, the only feasible way is to invade those civilizations that are similar or equivalent in strength to the wizarding world.

Hearing Greem's question, Horner smiled sinisterly and remained silent for a moment, as if he was silently connecting with someone far away.

Finally, he once again set his sights on Greem.

"You are very lucky! For some reason, the old man thinks highly of you, and has made an exception and authorized me to show you our upper tower of war. Come with me!"

As soon as Horner finished speaking, the metal floating platform under their feet was lifted by a thick metal mechanical arm and slowly rose towards the upper floor of the Tower of War.

One by one metal platforms were overtaken, and one by one magic light gates were thrown under him. The metal platforms jumped up without hesitation until they were blocked by a three-meter-thick metal baffle.

"Lafatus, the old man authorized me to take him to visit the upper tower of war, get out of the way!" Horner shouted loudly.

"The message is being communicated, please wait..." There was a clear and sweet mechanical voice in the void, and the speaker seemed to be the high-level tower spirit who controlled the entire tower.

After a while, the mechanical sound sounded again.

"The authorization information has been confirmed, and Wizard Horner and Wizard Greem are welcome to enter! The rest of the staff please stay..."

As soon as the mechanical sound fell, a dazzling white light hit the silent insect witch Billis. The latter disappeared without a trace without even uttering an exclamation.

Greem frowned.

"Please rest assured that this follower has been placed in the alien space numbered df7710, and there is no problem in terms of safety. When you leave the Tower of War, I will naturally release it again."

Following the reminder of the mechanical sound, a magic water mirror emerged, and the picture inside was exactly the worm witch Billis who was trapped and locked in an empty alien space. The latter was obviously a little flustered, shaking out countless tiny black insects from the black robe, looking for the gaps and exits in this vast white space.

Greem swiped with one hand, condensed a flame rune, and said a few words to it. And that Billis, who was locked in the different space, was stunned, listened attentively, and finally gave up the meaningless actions, sat there cross-legged and waited silently for the end of the 'sentence period'.

The magic water mirror disappeared.

The thick metal baffle suddenly cracked into countless half-moon-shaped metal interlayers, and slowly retreated back into the tower wall, giving way to the upper floor.

The metal buoy began to continue to rise.

But this time, what appeared in front of Greem's eyes was no longer the Illusion Light Gate, but terrifying blood gates with crimson colors.

"The Gate of Planes!" Greem took a deep breath, and it took a long time before he let it out slowly.

The ones that appear on the lower floor are all portals of light, while the ones that appear here are all gates of planes. The difference between the two is not just in the name, but in their very nature.

The teleportation light gate is also a 'cheap' way of transmission, using strange spatial means to forcibly open a 'simple' wormhole between two planes. In this way, this wormhole can be used for simple personnel exchanges and material supplies.

However, precisely because of the simple and cheap transmission method, the wizard himself needs to bear a huge space repulsion during the transmission process. It also creates additional risks and stress for wizards.

Moreover, this method of teleportation is also extremely susceptible to the effects of void tides.

In case a terrible void storm happens to happen during the teleportation process, then those waiting for the wizard will either be involved in the void storm, or be transported to an unknown strange place.

These two results, no matter which one is quite fatal to middle and low-level wizards!

But the gate of the plane is far different.

The gate of the plane is to use superb space skills and means to build a plane passage between two planes that can communicate with each other. The entire channel of the plane is protected by the space witch array, which has extremely high security.

The construction of the gate of the plane needs to consume a huge amount of rare resources, but not every plane world is worth such an investment.

And in the entire upper floor of the Tower of War, there are only twenty or thirty bloody gates.

Each of them is heavy and domineering, and from time to time the energy breath of the alien space overflows from the special material gate covered with strange patterns.

And while Greem and Horner were rising upwards, a blood-colored gate was shaking violently, as if they were in a turbulent war. Five wide metal escalators protruded from the wall of the tower, extending to the front of the bloody gate, and a steady stream of terrifying witch beasts and tall metal puppets rushed into the light gate one after another.

"That is the gate to the world of light and darkness. There are too many strange creatures who have mastered both the power of holy light and darkness. We have only established an outpost camp in it now, and it is still in fierce competition. There are already The 5 elders rushed there to sit in town, and just like that, they still couldn't repel the crazy attack of the local indigenous creatures..."

"Light and Dark World...how is the level of civilization there?" Greem asked curiously.

"It's the same level of civilization as our wizarding world, only a few thousand years behind ours. But their world power is too single, and it's not that difficult to deal with!"

Greem silently watched the witch beasts and metal puppets pouring into the other world. From the speed at which they were consumed, he could also estimate the intensity and intensity of the war on the other side of the Bloody Gate. If such a world is not difficult to deal with, then what level of war is really difficult?

While daydreaming, Greem secretly felt sad for the huge gap in strength between Sandi Tallinn and the Wizards Association.

With the power of Sandi Tallinn, I am afraid that just invading a medium-sized plane will require all-out effort! However, the Wizards Association, facing a large plane with the same size as the wizarding world, can still divide it into three, six or nine grades without changing countenance...

The huge gap in strength revealed here made Greem, an ambitious man who wanted to integrate the entire central part of the continent, a little discouraged.

Moreover, since people are willing to actively invite themselves to visit their war secrets, it means that these things are still not their core content. Above these bloody gates, there must be more unfathomable content.

However, Greem knew his own affairs.

As an outsider, if he wants to visit those places without knowing the interest, it is tantamount to forcing the other party to turn his face!

Therefore, Greem finally nodded in satisfaction, and thanked Wizard Horner with a smile.

"I also visited the Tower of War. How about going to the hall of our association! There are still many elders who want to meet you!"

Seeing Greem nodding, Horner immediately became relaxed.

The metal floating platform immediately returned the same way, retreated to the lower level of the Tower of War, picked up the "imprisoned" insect witch Billis, then stepped out of the Tower of War, and took the floating flying saucer again to look at the tower master. Tower flew away.

A quarter of an hour later, in a hall on the 327th floor of the main tower, Greem finally met the dozen or so association elders who had been waiting here for a long time.

This is a simple and unadorned witchcraft hall. More than a dozen fourth-level wizards wearing various witch robes and armors are gathering in the hall, chatting in small groups.

When Greem and Horner stepped in, they stopped talking, and all eyes were on Greem.

Greem immediately felt a heavy pressure coming from his face.

All the wizards present were Tier 4 wizards, and none of them were weak.

Even if they didn't speak, but simply stared, they could pour their terrifyingly powerful spiritual power into them, turning them into an invisible force that extended to Greem's body.

While watching Greem, they were also secretly and obscurely probing the secrets of Greem with their spiritual tentacles. In some of them, Greem even smelled the disgusting smell of prophecy!

Sixteen level 4 wizards, sixteen pairs of eyes, sixteen terrifying spiritual coercion...

This kind of temptation and shaming, it is really not necessarily able to bear it without changing face if it is replaced by other level 4 wizards.

Greem resisted the urge to take out the Fire Coral Witch Staff, a smile still hung on his young and handsome face, surging flame energy gushed out from the Heart of Rules, and the powerful power of the Law of Fire turned into strange talismans Wen flooded into the sea of ​​consciousness.

An indescribably terrifying burning will rose from Greem's body, and collided with the terrifying coercion condensed by the spiritual consciousness of many association elders.

Both sides immediately snorted together.

The dull and oppressive strange feeling was swept away in an instant.

Greem, who walked into the hall with Horner, paused slightly, which relieved the terrible backlash, and continued to smile and nod to the elders of the association.

And the faces of more than a dozen elders of the association suddenly showed strange expressions, and half of them just projected a power avatar, and their bodies even turned red, as if they had been invaded by that strange burning will.

Fortunately, they are also the energy projections of the fourth-level wizards, and the aftermath of this 'insignificant' power will disappear after a little suppression.