Age of Adepts

The three different options each had their benefits and problems.

Greem chose the first option with almost zero hesitation.

He still had big plans for the Orb of Shadows, and it wasn’t wise to reveal it so early. They were also in the midst of a ferocious battle where thirteen minutes of weakness was not acceptable. Greem could only choose the first option.

Temporarily losing 7% of his fire powers wasn’t the best outcome, but it was acceptable given the current circumstances!

Another loud, fiery explosion rang out as Greem’s entire body turned into flames once again.

Much like before, most of the golden flames scattered everywhere before being gathered together by an unknown force. Unlike before, 7% of the flames did not disperse, but instead silently burned without moving.

When Greem once again rematerialized, the divine aura had utterly vanished from his body!

Lich Kanganas and Mietzel, both of whom were still engaged in a deadly duel, couldn’t help but turn their heads and look at Greem. They were all surprised and shocked by Greem’s subtle control over his elementiumized body.

Unfortunately, God of Wisdom Hierro was only an inferior Fifth Grade deity.

Mietzel, the son of Hierro, might be able to hang on with the blessing of the Libram of Wisdom. Divine halo after divine halo formed around him into thick and firm divine shields that kept the enemies’ spells and magic at bay. Meanwhile, the two archbishops did not have such a powerful tool at their disposal. After several waves of ferocious attacks, they buckled.

The divine shield around Archbishop Rousseau was the first to shatter. Several terrifying attacks struck him and instantly killed him.

Lich Kanganas’ death energy first corroded the archbishop’s body, the gray mist sizzling as it ate away at the flesh until everything was gray.

The flesh wilted and rotted away, just as the bones calcified in the blink of an eye.

Archbishop Rousseau, who held the title of the Divine Guardian, was eroded into a gray, colorless skeleton in less than three seconds. All his flesh, tendons, and organs had vanished without a trace. Several other terrifying attacks then arrived, shattering Rousseau’s bones into dust and sending the powder into the air.

“Rousseau!” Anthony screamed in sorrow. There was only a thin layer of divine shield around him as well. It trembled and rippled incessantly beneath the opponents’ attacks, obviously on the verge of breaking as well.

“My lord, please run! I,” Anthony’s eyes were bright red now. It was obvious he had prepared himself for death, “I will buy time for you with all of my ability!”

Having said that, Anthony gave up all meaningless resistance. He lifted his hands before his chest, palms facing up as he devotedly began to sing a mysterious prayer in a language that Greem and the others could not understand.

When the prayer rang out, the Fourth Grades in the battle couldn’t help but be lulled into relaxation. Their consciousness faltered temporarily. Their attacks stopped as they became enamored by the low and lingering sound of the prayer, almost as if they had forgotten the battle itself.

Meanwhile, trails of blood flowed down from Anthony’s mouth and nose, even as he continued to sing. Two streaks of black blood could also be seen racing down from his eyes. Even so, he did not stop singing. Instead, he continued his prayers in a tragic, sorrowful manner.

Meanwhile, Mietzel turned and ran without looking back the moment Anthony’s prayer began. He had no intention of helping Anthony attack the enemies at all.

It couldn’t be helped. The Prayer of God’s Praise was a suicidal ability, meant to drag the enemy to the grave along with the caster.

Should Mietzel attack any of the enemies, he would awaken them from the illusion and cause Anthony’s sacrifice to have been in vain.

Mietzel had just flown a thousand meters away when a light flickered around Lich Kanganas. He had managed to escape from the illusion. He was a lich, after all, and had much higher magic resistance than the adepts. Breaking free of the illusion’s control was not difficult at all.

Kanganas looked at the three hypnotized adepts whose defenses were still fully functional and instantly made up his mind. His figure flickered as he chased after the god’s son.

Once Kanganas had left, Greem abruptly opened his eyes……