Age of Adepts

Based on the information brought back by Greem and the others, along with Keoghan’s conversations with Lord Sarubo, the adepts quickly determined that this was a small-sized material plane where the highest tier of power was limited at the Fourth Grade.

Magic Elementium was lacking.

Arcanology was incomplete.

The characteristic of magic in the entire plane hindered the casting of spells. This meant that way more effort had to be put in to successfully cast spells. Even so, there was still a rather high chance of the spell failing.

The powerful Elementium manipulators and casters could not maintain their class advantage before the classes that relied mostly on physical damage due to the difficulty of casting. That was why the terrible situation of witcher knights oppressing casters happened on this plane.

How were a bunch of “barbarians” wearing heavy armor, carrying metal shields, riding horses and wielding swords fit to chase the great casters all over the world?

Even though the adepts present had no sympathy for the casters of this plane, but just thinking of their “counterparts” being hunted like wild beasts by a bunch of knights that could only brandish about their barbaric and uncivilised strength filled them with anger.

Greem couldn’t help but worry once he thought of how low the plane’s limit of power was. He asked Adept Keoghan: “Sir Keoghan, if this plane can only hold power up to the Fourth Grade, then Lord Sarubo…..”

All of a sudden, everyone went silent.

Nothing was scarier than running into a magical creature for these hunters making a living in the woods. Even though they were well equipped to deal with forest beasts, but they would have no chance to even escape if they met a magical creature.

“Those creatures all live deep in the mountains and have their own bases. They shouldn’t come out for no reason, right? “A young hunter couldn’t help but ask.

“The herd splitting off, avoiding disasters, loss in a tribe war, or the appearance of an even stronger magical creature……This could all make those scary creatures move their homes……”An experienced veteran hunter replied coldly.

Everyone fell silent again.

“How about we gather tomorrow and explore the depths of the forests? After all, we can’t just let this problem be……”A hunter asked probingly.

His suggestion immediately got the agreement of everyone, and the discussion heated up.

But just as everyone was in the midst of their passionate discussion, “dududu” came the sound of the door being knocked.

Everyone was surprised.

It couldn’t be someone from the village. Otherwise, they would just walk in. Who would knock the door so politely in the cold wind? But their village was on the waist of the mountain. The cliffs were steep and the roads were windy and hard to traverse. How could someone have made it here after dark?

Also, many traps had been laid around the perimeter of the village to prevent wild beasts from breaking into the village in the night.

“Who is it? “The owner of the house stood up and asked in a gruff voice.

No one replied, but the knocking on the door didn’t stop.

Just as everyone felt a chill run through their hearts, a weird chittering sound came from above. With a “bata” sound, some odd things began falling from the roof onto their bodies.

“They are scorpions……”

A hunter with a sharp eye shouted in surprise and began to shake his body, trying to chase away these black scorpions he had never seen before. But following light stings all over their body, the hunters froze. A sensation of paralysis they have never felt before spread through their bodies.

The hunters that had been stung by the scorpions’ tail froze on the spot, their mouth and tongue mildly shaking, their eyes reflecting an expression of fear and terror, but they had lost all ability to move.

One after another odd scorpion with bloated abdomens appeared in the house under their terrified gaze and crawled across their bodies onto their faces. Using their sharp joints to open their mouths, the odd scorpions dove inside without hesitation.

Every hunter looked in horror at their closest companion. They could very clearly see a bloated spot slowly moving down the throats of their companion. They themselves could only feel an intense pain coming from their throats as their trachea and esophagus burst from the insertion of the foreign object. The terrifying scorpion was still tunneling its way downwards!

They wanted to scream for help, but their throats had been blocked. They wanted to use their hands to dig the scorpion out of their throats, but their bodies were so paralyzed even moving their pinky was impossible.

Such a scary scene terrified all the hunters. One after another, they eyes flipped over and they fainted in pain. Only the toughest of them, Hanks managed to endure the pain and not faint.

And so, he had the luck to see the silhouette of the mastermind.

He didn’t know when, but a mysterious man in a hood had walked into the house and was slowly sitting down by the fireplace.

In the dim light, Hanks could see the two ghostly green will-o-wisps of eyes and the face that was too ugly for any human eyes under the hood.

Was this a bug or a human?

Hanks consciousness sunk into the eternal darkness as he contemplated this silly question.