The Wizarding Age

After seeing Greem, the wolf-shaped wise man acted very calmly.

If placed in the outside world, if a level 2 creature suddenly saw a level 4 wizard, the scene would definitely be trembling and the body would be like chaff. But in this spiritual world, the other party seemed unusually calm and peaceful, even showing a hint of laziness.

"Welcome to the spirit world, great spellcasters from the wizarding world." The wolf-shaped wise man lay down in the thatched house that could only accommodate one person. He looked at the three Greems indifferently, and was not disturbed by the identity of the other party. Show no element of surprise: "My name is Anthony, how may I be of service to you?"

Amelia glanced at Greem and took the initiative to approach him: "Dear Sir Wise Man, we are preparing to go to the Spore Forest, and we hope you can show us the way to get there!"

"Spore forest?" Anthony's long and narrow face showed a trace of human expression. He lifted his nose and sniffed Amelia's body: "So you are the magic spore princess who ran to an alien plane. It seems that you Returning to the Spiritual Realm for the first time, I am preparing to go on a killing spree in the Spore Forest."

"You don't have to pay attention to our intentions. I just hope that this transaction can be completed peacefully!" Amelia's privacy was dug out, and the expression on her face was a little ugly.

"You came at the wrong time!" An Dongxi didn't care about Amelia's displeasure and said calmly: "In recent years, the magic spore clan has formed an alliance with the fungus giants and swamp lords, occupying the wetlands and swamps. Nearly 80% of the territory has been driven out by the Lizard Tribe, Barbarian Bull Tribe and Hydra Lizards. The two sides are fighting fiercely there. If you go there, I am afraid you will be directly involved in a war."

"We originally went for the war!" Amelia said decisively.

"I understand," An Dongxi couldn't help but sigh: "Your uncle kicked you out of the magic spore clan. Now that you have a backer, you will naturally come back for revenge! Well, I have no right to interfere with the right and wrong between you. According to According to the rules of the spirit world, you only need to bring out 100 magic crystals, and I will show you the way. If you can bring out 500 magic crystals, I can also use my authority to send you directly to the swamp!"

Amelia smiled after hearing this, took out 500 magic crystals directly from the storage ring, and piled them in front of the wolf-shaped wise man Anthony.

"We choose the latter!"

Greem only had a bunch of spiritual consciousness when he traveled through this time, so naturally he had nothing. However, due to the special nature of Amelia's soul, she traveled through time together with her body, so she does not lack basic wizard resources such as magic crystals.

"Very good!" Anthony, the wolf-shaped wise man, immediately put away the 500 magic crystals with a smile on his face, then stood up and whispered: "Then all three of you, please stand over a little bit! Wizard, watch your spirit, don't let it go It leaves something here for me!”

When Grim and the other three gathered around it, the wolf-shaped wise man Anthony stepped on the ground with both feet, raised his head and let out a long howl that was as penetrating as gold. As the wolves howled into their ears, a strange aura appeared under the three of them.

The next second, the world was spinning, and the whole world was spinning crazily.

When the three of them endured the dizziness and endured the topsy-turvy spatial confusion, they realized that they were already on top of a high mountain.

In front of them, a strange swamp that was not rich but full of vitality appeared.

The high hill where Greem and the others were standing was located on the edge of the strange swamp. Behind them was a rolling forest sea. After crossing the high hill, they entered the wetland swamp.

The original form of wetland swamps is still preserved here.

The fog is thick and wet.

The lakes, streams and mire throughout the swamp have abundant water resources, so the place is shrouded in thick mist all year round.

And inside the swamp, you can see strange mushrooms growing like giant trees everywhere.

They are huge.

The thick mushroom handle can be hugged by ten people, and the huge open umbrella cover is directly submerged in the mist above the swamp, making it difficult to see their full picture.

Many swamp creatures even dug out rooms on the mushroom stems and lived in them.

Strange-shaped mushroom huts rise from the ground, combining with the unique human environment of the wetland and swamps to form a unique natural landscape.

Examining the strange territory in front of him, Grim glanced at Emelia lightly.

"We have arrived here, and we are about to start a battle with the enemy. Now you can talk about the main enemy of our trip!"

"We are here mainly to obtain the source of water. According to my memory, this thing has always been kept in the hands of my uncle Farnson. So"

"So, if we want to get the original water, we can only kill this Farnson!" Grimpi said with a smile.

"Master, I have no intention of taking advantage of you. But if I want to get the source of water, I can only kill my uncle Farnson. Moreover, if you kill him, I will also be willing to offer the evil mist grass with both hands." , the soul of nature, and the way to tame the fungal giant!" Amelia gritted her teeth and took out her last bargaining chip.

She has had many contacts with this legendary head of the family over the years, so she naturally knows what kind of things can impress him the most.

Evil Mist Grass is an extremely rare wizard material even in the wizarding world. It is the main material for refining the fourth-level witch medicine Sleeping Cloud and is valuable.

The Soul of Nature is a naturally condensed elemental soul. It is also the main material for making high-level magic tools, and it is also a necessity for elemental wizards to create elemental incarnations.

As for the Fungus Giant, Grimm only heard a simple description from Emilia, but he did not really experience their true strength. Therefore, Grimm was still a little hesitant about the conditions she proposed.

"How strong is that Farsen?"

"When I left the Spore Forest, it was only level 3 intermediate. Now, it is estimated to have reached level 3 advanced!"

Level 3 advanced? Such an enemy is also worth taking seriously?

Grimm couldn't help but look at Emilia in confusion.

The latter smiled bitterly and explained, "Master, you have to be careful. Our magic spore clan is not very strong, but once we encounter a strong enemy, we will choose to merge with the fungal giants we enslave. At that time, the power of the two will be superimposed, and they will often leap to a higher level. So, if you don't want to be troubled, you must kill them before they merge."

"Then don't you have any good news to tell me?" Grimm said unhappily.

Hearing Grimm's ridicule, Emilia immediately became relaxed. She knew that since the master of the family said so, it naturally meant that he had agreed to her conditions.

"There is great news! The creatures living in the wetland swamp, whether they are soft-bodied carnivorous creatures, flower creatures, or fungi, all belong to the plant system, and what they fear most is fire. Therefore, they choose to live in such a place full of lakes, streams and waterways. With your strength, you are simply invincible here!"

"That sounds like good news! Well, the wetland swamp was your former home, what do you think we should do next?"

"Go to the dark cave to find Moat! It is a famous wise man in this swamp. Only with its support, our killing here will not be rejected by the spirit world. Otherwise, if we kill any swamp creature, it will arouse the hatred of the natives, and then it will become difficult to move forward!"

"What level is this Moat?"

"Level 4!"

Grimm immediately took a breath of cold air.

The wetland swamp is just one of the twelve regions of the spirit world, and the number of level 4 creatures here is almost close to double digits. If we simply compare the number of strong people, the spirit world is not even weaker than the wizard world, and it is also a plane world with its own unique wisdom.

Even with Grimm's strength, he probably wouldn't dare to walk sideways in the wetland swamp where strong men gathered, otherwise he might end up being besieged.

After discussing everything, the three of them simply disguised themselves.

In order to avoid being recognized by their enemies and alerting them, Emilia put on a heavy black cloak, put on a hood, and used the Hermit Ring to hide her own breath. Grimm was still dressed as a wizard and put Remi on his shoulder.

The three of them entered the wetland swamp one after another.

Once he set foot inside, Grimm immediately sighed that the wetland swamp was indeed the most beautiful and dreamy of all the swamps he had ever seen.

There were vast lakes and interconnected waterways and streams everywhere. The land was covered with a thick layer of meadows, and an astonishing number of various mushrooms and fungi grew. The air was filled with a unique, moist and fragrant gas, and an astonishing number of strange spores were floating.

These spores were only the size of a fingertip, with strange tentacle-like umbrellas and small tails.

They floated in the air, and their small bodies reflected a faint fluorescence, decorating the entire wetland into a dreamlike and strange paradise.

For some reason, these floating micro-spores seemed to be a little afraid of Remi's existence. Once they approached within ten meters of the three people, they turned their bodies and swayed to other places.

When walking through the wetland swamp, you can see some tall fungi everywhere, flower creatures that can move plant roots and walk upright like humans, and water elements wandering aimlessly in the waterways.

Although they have strong intelligence, they obviously don't have overly complicated thoughts and strategies.

All their actions are still driven by instinct. They eat when they are hungry, sleep when they are tired, and run to streams or lakes to drink when they are thirsty. And more often, they are like the patrollers of this land, wandering freely, without any constraints and without any purpose.

Even if they meet Grimm and the other two head-on, they just look around curiously and leave!