Age of Adepts

Inside the hall.

Blinding crimson light shone from the blazing fire in the giant’s chest, roasting the hall and turning it bright red.

If not for the layer of light emanating from the tens of thousands of runes carved into the hall’s walls, ceiling, and the floor that blocked the heat and light, the room would already be melting like a candle.

The traces of crimson aura that Mary and the others had seen on the outside were, in fact, emitted from this hall. Greem had tremendous trouble restraining this sudden, newfound power of his!

Gargamel felt like a beached whale in this room, breathing in the scorching air. He had to tear apart several Scrolls of Fire Resistance to feel slightly more acclimated. On the other hand, Meryl was very comfortable in this environment. She took deep breaths of the dense fire elementium. A bright halo of fire had gathered around her, and she appeared to be much more lively than before.

Mary might not like the dry and warm environment either, but her magic resistance as a Third Grade adept allowed her to endure the corrosion of the fire elementium.

“Master, master, are…are you Fourth Grade now?” As uncomfortable as he felt, Gargamel still screeched and asked this crucial question.

Mary and Meryl’s ears straightened as well.

“The Heart of Principles!” Greem seemed to have been reflecting on this question for a very, very long time. As such, he was able to answer without any hesitation.

“Heart of Principles? Then, it won’t…it won’t disobey you, will it?” Mary asked worryingly.

“Hahaha…you underestimate my power. Such a situation will never happen. It is part of me now. How could it ever go against me?!”

“That’s good. Then what are you worried about? As long as you can unleash the power of a Fourth Grade, none of the old fogeys of Zhentarim will dare to bully us! Speaking of which, when is this massive body of yours going to return to normal? I…I miss you!”

“Er…there’s a way around this!”

Greem smiled as a red laser shot out of his eyes, forming a body of fire beside Mary. By the time the flames cooled down and extinguished, a person who looked just like Greem appeared with a smile on his face.

It had been difficult for Greem to create fire clones of himself while he was at Third Grade. However, after advancing to Fourth Grade, creating a fire clone was as easy as eating beans.

Moreover, if one were to approach the clone, they would be shocked to find that this mild-mannered ‘Greem’ had the might of a beginner Third Grade.

The smile on Mary’s face turned wider, and the trace of desire in her eyes was more obvious now. She reached out and caressed Greem’s familiar face. The next second, scarlet light flickered as Greem’s body was sliced to pieces by a sharp golden dagger.

“Keep this in your mind, Greem. The only person that gets to climb onto my bed is your actual person. You send another clone to trick me…believe it or not, I will chop you along with that useless little fellow of yours!”

Having said that, Mary lifted her head and instantly vanished from the hall.

Er…alright, that’s the Mary I know!

The fire giant chuckled slightly and waved his hand to seal off the hall once more.

The violent, swarming fire once again veiled his towering body.