Age of Adepts

The realm of spirits.

The jungle under the night is silent.

There are tall and tall old trees everywhere.

Under the tree are green shrubs that grow randomly and various mushrooms that support the top cover like a small umbrella.

Thick vines wrapped around the trunk of the ancient tree like snakes, layer upon layer, extending all the way up into the tall and wide crown. Standing in the forest and looking up, the sky is full of twisted and criss-crossed vines and green radishes, like a three-dimensional net, connecting the old trees together.

The forest is not dark.

In addition to the bright moonlight casting light blue beams of light through the treetops in the forest, the shimmering moss and bright mushrooms all over the place are also emitting colorful and strange fluorescence, reflecting the forest into a strange and bizarre world. world.

But in this corner of the world where it is difficult for outsiders to easily set foot, three strange visitors broke the tranquility and seclusion here, and appeared strangely.

On a piece of green grass, a strange singularity of space slowly opened up, from which spewed out a thick and terrifying red mist that was so thick that you couldn't reach your fingers, and almost instantly occupied a large space of nearly ten meters in Nuoda.

The red mist was dense and vibrating, as if there were some strange monsters roaring and struggling inside.

After a while, the red mist dissipated, revealing three strange human figures with strange shapes.

The first was clearly a woman.

The part above her waist is still in the form of a human female, with breasts, buttocks, a slender figure, and a delicate and beautiful face. But what is strange is that the structure below her waist is completely different from that of humans. Countless thick or thin, long or short soft vines protrude from her waist, supporting her body like octopus tentacles. the whole body.

But what is even more amazing is that her skin is almost translucent, and there is a green and viscous strange juice surging inside.

As the guide, Emelia was the first member to wake up from the teleportation.

She moved her body, while adapting to the plane environment here, while silently looking around.

The space inside the Spirit Realm is also huge. She has been away from here for so long, and she can't guarantee that the plane teleportation she presides over will not deviate too far from the intended target.

Most of the red mist has dissipated, but some of the red mist still gather together, condensing into a strange flame figure, and it is still struggling to adjust.

"My lord, it's the realm of spirits! I can sense the special plane atmosphere here." Emelia reported to the flame figure respectfully after finishing the inspection.

"The laws of the plane here seem to be completely different from other planes, a bit similar to the elemental world. Also, what's wrong with my body, why is it in such a strange shape?" Greem's voice came from the flame figure.

He seems to have not yet shaken off the dizziness of the plane transfer.

"My lord, the spiritual realm is a strange world completely different from other planes. Non-indigenous creatures cannot pass through it physically. Therefore, what you sent over is just a mass of spiritual consciousness. If you still follow the previous If it is controlled by habit and experience, there will naturally be a slight discomfort!"

"Spiritual consciousness?" Greem was startled: "You mean that my body is still in the Tower of Destiny, and it is just a mass of spiritual consciousness that traveled with you?"

"Yes!"

"Then what is this little guy?" Greem said as he casually grabbed a green light ball from the side.

"Master, it's me! I'm Remy..." Remy, the plague spirit, came from the light group.

"Remy, why did you also cross over with me?"

"My lord, this is not surprising. Master Remy is your spirit, and has a soul bond with you, so when you come to the realm of spirits, it will naturally be brought here by you. Because in the realm of spirits What appears is actually the true form of your soul source!"

"I see!"

While communicating with Emelia, Greem silently called for the chip in the depths of his spiritual consciousness.

It took a full ten fingers before the distorted and hoarse strange sound of the chip emerged from the depths of his consciousness.

"Hiss...serious mental disturbance...hiss...not in the same flow velocity as the main body...hiss...there is a serious delay in the communication of consciousness..."

"Chip, I lost my body, can you continue to help me?"

"Hiss... working to eliminate the delay... hiss... Estimated time: 28 hours, 37 minutes, 21 seconds..."

The previous chips were directly embedded in Greem's genes, his body was responsible for providing the basic energy for operation, and his spirit was the main body of action.

Now that the spiritual consciousness is separated from the body, the chip that traveled with Greem is only a part. If you want to keep in touch with the main body staying in the tower of fate in the wizarding world, you will inevitably be affected by the different time and space flow rates of the two plane worlds.

Therefore, within these 28 hours, the chip obviously couldn't continue to provide him with assistance.

Greem sighed secretly, knowing that he could only rely on himself now.

He stood up slowly, recalling his original appearance over and over again in his mind.

It's strange to say that, just as he recalled it over and over again, the fiery figure that was originally fabricated by an urchin began to twist and deform strangely. The originally blurred face began to be raised and sunken, and obvious eyes, ears, mouth and nose appeared.

A moment later, a burst of bright red flames rolled over, and the flames on Greem receded, revealing his young and handsome face and tall and strong body.

A fourth-level wizard is a fourth-level wizard after all, and he has mastered the basic application of energy shaping in just a few short fingers. Obviously it's just a mass of spiritual consciousness without a real body, but it has created a perfect body that is almost substantive.

Just as a gust of wind blew past, Greem felt a trace of coolness on his body.

Damn it, he only cared about shaping his shape, but he didn't condense himself into a suit of clothes!

Ignoring the little girl next to her who was blushing and trying to turn her face to one side, Greem had a thought in his mind. With the passage of part of his mental power, a well-fitting witch robe appeared out of thin air to cover up His strong and perfect body.

Energy materialization... Such a small method has no problem for fourth-level wizards.

After all, it is extremely difficult for level 4 wizards to go to many occasions to obtain supplies, so it is very convenient to use the law of energy transformation to condense some uncomplicated daily necessities. However, those enchanted items or witchcraft with a strange energy system cannot be created simply by condensing consciousness.

Having clothes is not enough.

Greem stretched out his left hand to the void, and a strange and exquisite fire coral witch staff appeared in his hand. And he raised his right hand lightly, and the little finger was surrounded by white light, and an exquisite ring made of rose branches emerged.

The Fire Coral Wand and the Holy Ring of Thorden...

They are worthy of being Tier 4 items, and they can all use energy projection to project part of their own power. In this way, the part of Greem's spiritual energy used to support their existence is saved, and his basic combat power will not drop too much.

As for the set of flame suits, since the main body is composed of Tier 2 witchcraft, the effect of the suit is no more than Tier 3. Therefore, it is impossible to perform energy projection on its own, and it is impossible to help Greem in the spirit world.

Of course, if Greem is willing to spend a lot of mental energy to simulate and project their power, these low-level items can also appear. It's just that every minute and every second of their existence is constantly consuming Greem's mental energy.

At this point, Greem finally understood.

Why so many high-level wizards would rather have empty fingers than wear those low-level wizard weapons? The real reason is that low-level witchcraft can't play the slightest role in most situations. Instead of keeping them to make up for it, it's better to reduce some mental burden and leave all the energy for those really useful witches.

Greem has just been promoted for less than a century, and he has two pieces of Tier 4 equipment in his hands. Such a luxurious and wealthy family is also rare among Tier 4 wizards.

Therefore, Emelia looked at Greem with unconcealable envy and admiration.

Of course, it was impossible for Emelia to know that Greem had secretly hidden two Tier 5 artifacts in his Wu Tower. Otherwise, she would definitely curse that seriously eccentric plane consciousness.

"Master, master, I also want a body..." Remy was only at level 3, and he was not good at mind control, so after several failed 'transformation', he could only howl and ask Greem for help.

Greem rubbed the green light cluster simulated by Remy's spiritual consciousness in his hands, and after a while, a lifelike q version of Peppa Pig appeared.

"Don't, don't... I don't want to be a pig!" A water mirror was condensed, and seeing his 'transformed' appearance, Remy almost collapsed, crying desperately.

It's a pity that here, it is simply unable to create an almost real body for itself. Therefore, after making a fuss to no avail, it could only sadly accept its new body.

Although Remy is not satisfied with her new body, it can be seen from Emelia's hot eyes staring at it and the little stars that keep floating out that the q-like Peppa Pig's love for girls The lethality is still quite large!

After some trouble, the three of them finally completed the adaptation stage after crossing, and can formally explore in this spirit world. As for the body left in the Tower of Destiny, the Shadow Demon is responsible for protecting it, so there will be no danger.

Therefore, after packing everything, Greem focused on Emelia.

"This used to be your home, and you will lead the way. Tell me, to the spore forest, which direction should we go?"

Emelia closed her eyes for a moment, and finally pointed in one direction.

"There!"