The Wizarding Age

Grimm rushed out coughing in a thick black smoke.

Beside him, the surging insect tide was swirling like waves, and the figure of a high-level insect general could be seen vaguely around him.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..." Grimm hurriedly explained: "Just now, there was a small accident when I was testing witchcraft, and there was no invasion by foreign enemies. Okay, you all retreat!"

Most of the crimson wizards present naturally did not believe Grimm's explanation.

But the master of the family has given the order, so they naturally obeyed it.

The magic energy of the magic cannon on the floating giant ship began to slowly fade, and the crimson wizards riding flying monsters on the side returned to the station in an orderly manner.

Amus, who was as big as a hill and surrounded by dazzling electric light, landed beside Grimm and exchanged information with him. After confirming that there was no problem, he suppressed the thunder and put away the dragon's might, and lay down on the golden square and closed his eyes to take a nap.

The black insect tide circling around Grimm gathered together like a whirlwind, and turned into a black robe again, covering the body of the insect wizard Bilis without a single leak.

Clara and others who rushed over in a hurry, but could only stand in the distance with their hands folded, slowly flew to Grimm.

"Lord Grimm, is there nothing we need to do?" Clara took the initiative to stand up and looked at Grimm curiously.

All the top wizards present were in this plane. Although their strengths were uneven, their vision was first-class.

They could see that there were still scorch marks left by lightning burns on Grimm's body, but judging from the intensity, it should be just a joke. Because such an attack can only make Grimm look dirty, it can hardly hurt Grimm at all.

If someone really wanted to kill Grimm, they would never use such a headless attack method.

But even so, the blood on Milva's face had faded, and the hands hidden in the wizard robe were trembling inexplicably.

It's no wonder he was so frightened. At that moment, if the flames were ignited, his Anemdo Academy would become a historical term in a few seconds. The attack deterrence displayed by the opponent's fleet in an instant was frightening even for a 4th-level wizard like him.

"Lord Grimm..." Milva walked over tremblingly.

Although there were many 4th-level wizards present, no one would look down on Milva for his "weakness". It was because this was almost the place where all of Milva's trusted tribesmen lived. Once a war broke out, his family would be destroyed.

Let alone Milva, any 4th-level wizard present would probably find it difficult to bear the heavy blow of the entire family being destroyed in an instant. Most of them had no hope of advancing, and their families and tribesmen were everything to them!

Flames rolled over Grimm's body, and he was instantly wrapped in a bright red wizard robe. He glanced at the frightened Milva with a little apology, and then looked around at the crowd that slowly gathered around, and said in a deep voice: "Nothing... Just a small experiment backfired, fortunately it didn't cause any adverse effects. It's late at night, everyone go back and rest! We'll talk about anything tomorrow..."

Since Grimm has said so, everyone had to disperse.

It's just that such an accident happened suddenly, and it's unknown how many people can rest normally and calmly.

Annemdo College under the night is actually a microcosm of Sanditalin at this moment.

The entire central part of the continent was actually shocked by Grimm's pseudo-super-powerful strength. Although they were unwilling to give up, they were unwilling to waste their precious lives to confront Grimm head-on.

So, Sanditalin, a place with families everywhere and witch towers everywhere, just swallowed its anger and surrendered to Grimm's "tyrannical power"!

Due to the lack of time to run in, such an alliance obviously did not have much centripetal force. Most of the alliance members are also half-hearted and will not sincerely submit to Grimm.

In this case, Grimm must remain strong!

Only if he continues to be strong can he deter these restless speculators and let them promote the reform of the central region in the direction guided by the Crimson Family.

Therefore, no matter when, Grimm must not fall, let alone fail!

Once he shows a weak look, the group of evil wolves in front of him may counterattack at any time and anywhere.

Fortunately, Grimm's current power has already surpassed that of the wizards in the central region. The real enemy that can threaten him is not inside, but outside...

Grimm returned to his residence under the protection of the insect wizard Bilis.

Before leaving, Grimm stood still and looked far into the eastern sky.

There, close to the horizon, a purple star flickered and shone, looking particularly eye-catching.

Grimm took a deep breath and suppressed the somewhat disturbed mood in his heart.

At that moment, an inexplicable chill overflowed from the depths of the void and swept over his body. He could sense that this was a warning sent by the plane consciousness through the law of fire that he controlled.

Danger comes from the east!

That is the territory of the Wizard Association!

Could it be that after driving away Sevoris, they are still unwilling to give up and are preparing to send new strong men to cause trouble for him?

Grimm is not a prophet after all. Although he is alert to unknown dangers, it is difficult for him to obtain more detailed information through the illusory power of laws. When he encounters similar things, he will try to contact Alice and listen to her opinions carefully.

But tonight he just "angered" her, and I'm afraid he won't get any more words from her in a short time.

So Grimm could only shake his head secretly and try his best to prevent possible attacks with his own abilities.

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And at the moment when Grimm vaguely raised the alarm, Witch Gloria just returned to the Wizard Association through the portal.

Looking at the tower, the 721st floor.

A light blue teleportation light gate was trembling in the stone room, and a beautiful light band like a colorful aurora floated out from it. The light band floated in the stone room, and every time the edge touched the surrounding stone wall, a layer of rock-solid time and space barrier would float on it.

The light bands slowly retracted when they touched the space-time barrier, and continued to float in the stone chamber as if nothing had happened.

The four-level wizards standing outside looked at these light bands with a look of vigilance and fear in their eyes.

Because they are the legendary time torrents, which often appear at the junction of two planes with different attributes.

Although these light bands are so sad and gorgeous, they are absolutely dangerous things.

The time torrent is born and annihilated, and it takes a moment for a thousand years. The speed of time inside is completely different from the outside world.

Once any living being is involved in the time torrent, it will be affected by the unique speed of time inside. Or time stagnates and is trapped in it forever; or time flows backwards, and one silently retreats to a certain moment in the past; or in a moment for a thousand years, one's short life is consumed and directly turned into a pile of dry bones...

It is precisely because of the chaos and elusiveness of the time torrent that it has become a forbidden place that plane creatures dare not touch.

Even a 4th-level wizard, if caught in the torrent of time without preparation, has a high chance of dying in it.

Therefore, looking at the torrent of time lingering around the ultra-long-distance portal in the teleportation room, even the several senior members of the association present were a little frightened, fearing that something might go wrong with the space-time barrier in front of them.

A sudden energy hurricane blew up in the teleportation room, and the light blue ultra-long-distance portal began to shake violently. A stream of void storms blew in from the open blue light film. If it were not for the protection of the surrounding wizard formation, I am afraid that this teleportation room and even the entire viewing tower would have to endure the baptism of the energy storm.

Finally, when the portal shook to a certain extreme, the light film was shining with purple light, and a human figure of neither height nor short penetrated directly and appeared in the teleportation room.

This layer of purple light seemed to be the embodiment of some strange law, which not only blocked the scouring of the surging energy tide, but also blocked the invasion of the beautiful light band of the torrent of time.

After a moment, the humanoid figure stabilized its body, strode out of the teleportation room, and finally appeared in front of everyone.

"Goliath, you are finally back!" The one standing in front to welcome was naturally Domhnall, who was in charge of all the affairs of the association.

"Welcome back, sister Goliath!" Another petite girl threw herself into the arms of the purple light figure, speaking in a relaxed tone, as if she had a special relationship with it.

The other three fourth-level members of the association who were gathered on the side also nodded in greeting.

"Welcome, Lady Goliath!"

"Welcome..."

Just as everyone gathered together, Mustang's unpleasant voice like a drake suddenly came from the corridor in the distance.

"Goliath is back... Goliath is back... My little baby, come to my arms and let me see if your skin has been roughened by the storm outside the domain..."

Hearing this almost suicidal nonsense, the faces of several people present all became ugly.

Gloria, who had just dispersed the lingering space-time turbulence and the protective purple light, had a distorted and ferocious look on her face.

The next second, she had already thrown away her sister who had thrown herself into her arms, and punched Mastan's ugly face head-on, knocking him into the stone wall on one side, and then kicked him hard.

Boom...

The entire observation tower trembled slightly.

And everyone's eyes couldn't help but jump...

Sure enough, Mastan was still ignorant of life and death as always, and Lady Gloria was still as reckless as always.

Once this evil god returns, I'm afraid the association will be "busy" for a while!

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