Age of Adepts

Fire Elemental Plane, near the Altar of Molten Fire.

This is a dark red cloud floating high above the sky.

And in the clouds, there stood a strange old man quietly. He was wearing a black tuxedo, neat trousers, and spotless leather boots. Although the white hair on the top of his head showed the vicissitudes of life, it was still neatly combed.

He didn't use any flying props, and there was no trace of the cast on his body. He just stood quietly in the red cloud, leaned slightly, and silently looked at everything that happened in the Valley of the Molten Altar.

From the outside, he seemed to be an ordinary human old man, and there was nothing weird about him.

However, with such a harsh and harsh environment on the Fire Elemental Plane, if he was an ordinary person, how could he survive here, and sneak a close-up view of the Molten Fire Altar without Greem's spiritual perception!

The old man seemed to have been hiding in the fire cloud for a long time, inspecting almost every unique person and place on the construction site several times. In particular, he is very interested in the split-brain Thok and the small teleportation array that connects the steel capital of the extraterritorial camp.

Of course, the moment Greem appeared, the old man withdrew his gaze and silently observed his every move with passive perception.

After confirming Greem's true rank countless times, the old man took out an old-fashioned ticking pocket watch in his jacket pocket, rubbed it in his hand for a few times, and then carefully put it away again. go back.

The pocket watch is not big, it is golden, and it seems to be made of brass. But when the old man stroked the case of the pocket watch with his fingers, an unusually powerful but unfathomable law fluctuation slowly dissipated.

If it is said that the old man's ability to hide his tracks was too strong before, Greem could be forgiven for not discovering him. But now, such an obvious wave of law overflowed, spreading like a ripple within a radius of one kilometer in an instant. If Greem couldn't find him again, he really didn't deserve to be called a great wizard.

While discussing with the Cinderweb Spider Mother somewhere in the valley to capture more powerful servants and form a flame army capable of protecting the entire Molten Territory, Greem raised his head abruptly, his eyes filled with unconcealable astonishment.

"Di, detected the traces of the law of time fluctuations, and are looking for the source of the fluctuations..."

The law of time... Greem was terrified. This is the most enviable law ability in the plane world. It is also called the most powerful two plane laws along with the space law.

However, these two abilities are difficult to master acquired, and they must have a very strong innate talent to be able to learn. Therefore, among all kinds of wizards that Greem has encountered so far, there are almost no ones who possess these two laws of ability, except for Alice.

Now, Greem suddenly sensed this strange fluctuation on the Fire Elemental Plane, his heart skipped a beat, and his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, looking for the source of the fluctuation.

Greem stood still, his eyes glowing with faint blue inches, scanning the sky over and over again. There, one after another golden ripples spread out, silently touching the intangible and intangible plane law behind the invisible scene.

Where the laws intersect, although slight, there are traces...

Greem's eyes quickly followed the ripples of the law and settled on the thick red cloud floating over the valley. Then he increased the frequency of the rays in his eyes, instantly penetrated the red cloud barrier, and clearly saw the old man standing in the red cloud.

Humanity?

No...it's impossible!

Others may not be able to see through the essence of the old man, but Greem, as a great wizard and with the assistance of a chip, can naturally see through the appearance to see the source of the opponent's strength at a glance.

In his eyes, this old man is a regular body in the shape of a human being, which is densely covered with lines of power that are intertwined with each other. His clothes, his flesh and blood, his bones, his skin, and even the pulsating heart in his body... are all woven and twisted by layers of impenetrable power threads.

As for the analysis of the energy spectrum radiated from the power thread, his source of power, like Greem's, belongs to the fire element. This also means that he is also a native creature of this fire elemental plane.

However, after seeing the source of its power, Greem also found three or four groups of special energy halos around him, obviously some powerful magic items. Especially at the position of the opponent's right chest, the energy halo projected there was unprecedented, and it was the source of the law fluctuation just now.

Originally, the fluctuation of the law of time was not his own ability, but a powerful magic item!

For no reason, Greem couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

"Since your Excellency is here, you might as well come down and have a seat!" Greem said softly.

The old man was not pretentious, he just took a step forward with a smile, and appeared in front of Greem in the next instant.

Greem's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with shock. The heart of rules that was originally pulsating strongly stopped suddenly.

2139 meters...

From the position where the old man stood just now to his eyes, there is a full 2139 meters. But the other party couldn't perceive any traces of magic, supernatural powers, or thaumaturgy, and just appeared in front of him across more than two thousand meters in an instant...

If it wasn't for the chip's perspective perception that could detect the existence of the old man, Greem would suspect that the other party was just an overly realistic phantom without any entity.

Greem didn't recognize him, but the Cinderweb Spider Mother Lakbes beside her did.

This fourth-level flame lord, who is usually fearless, bowed his head immediately when he saw the old man, and called out respectfully, "Master Hegel!"

The old man straightened his uncluttered aristocratic dress, glanced at Larkbeth, and said indifferently: "Congratulations, Larkbeth, you have a master after not seeing you for a few days..."

On the ugly and ferocious head of the emberweb spider mother Lakbes, the lotus petal-shaped mouthparts opened and closed a few times, but she could only sigh helplessly and lowered her head.

But secretly, Greem had already communicated with Lakbes quietly.

"who is he?"

"Hegel...level 5...a subordinate of the flame king Zetas of level 6...Master Zetas has not stepped out of the palace for nearly ten thousand years, and the affairs in the territory are usually handled by this black man. Master Geer is in charge of taking care of..."

men? Shit's subordinate... This tm is a regular clone of the Flame King, okay?

Greem screamed wildly in his heart, but he couldn't blame Lakbes.

After all, the other party does not have such a powerful perspective scanning ability like him, who can directly see through the source of this Hegel's power. Therefore, it is understandable to regard him as a human servant of the flame king.

Humanity? What did the Flame King create a regular clone in human form? Could it be that the guy named Zetas has some connection with humans...

While secretly speculating, Greem warmly greeted this Hegel.

He felt very clearly that this Hegel was just a Tier 5 clone, but his overall strength was higher than his own. If they really wanted to fight, Greem wouldn't be able to find anything cheap on the Fire Elemental Plane.

"It turned out to be His Excellency Hegel. I don't know what gust of wind brought you here. Welcome, I haven't tidied up here yet, and the place is relatively simple, so you can laugh at me!" Since you can't beat it, just be honest Relax, Greem is very knowledgeable about current affairs.

"Hey, here on the Fire Elemental Plane, there is no need to pay so much attention to etiquette. It's not popular here, so let's just go straight and say something!" Hegel said indifferently.

"Yes! If that's the case, then I won't hide it. I don't know what's the matter with His Majesty Hegel's sudden visit to the Altar of Molten Fire?"

"It's nothing special. I just heard from my subordinates that a strange foreign strongman has appeared here and is 'recruiting troops' everywhere, so I came here to check the situation..."

"Then... I don't know what your Excellency saw?"

"Hey, looking at the situation, you should be from the wizarding civilization, right?"

"yes!"

"I don't know which plane world you come from?"

"Wizard World!" Greem hesitated for a moment, but still gave the answer.

At their level, many things can't be said nonsense, and they often have various unknown effects on their future.

"The world of wizards? The original plane of wizard civilization...Your Excellency is still so young, it seems that you are also an amazingly talented generation among wizards!"

Greem was a little confused about the other party's details, so he could only say a few words of humility casually.

"Your Excellency, do you want to become a member of the Flame King?" Hegel asked suddenly.

Greem's breathing stagnated suddenly, and his spiritual will instantly surged. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the flame energy in his body gradually began to activate, and the regular protection condensed by the Book of Darkness filled his skin.

If necessary, Greem can instantly cover himself with layer upon layer, multi-functional, multi-purpose witchcraft protection. And the scorched earth magic in the Vulcan Orb and the ring of corruption in the book of filth and darkness can definitely catch the opponent by surprise.

As soon as they met, there were two 5th-level attacks. Even if the old man's own form of existence was extraordinary, it was impossible to resist such a swift and violent attack.

And when he had made all the preparations, Greem smiled 'mildly'.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?"

The atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly turned cold!

"If you don't want to be the Flame King, then just pretend I didn't say anything. If you do, I think we need to communicate in advance..." Hegel remained expressionless, as if he didn't care about Greem's vigilance. care.

"Communicate what?

"Let's talk about the way to become the Flame King!" Hegel showed a smile full of 'sincerity' on his face.