The Wizarding Age

When the stone door was closed, the practice room became a closed space, and Grimm no longer had to worry about being spied on in what he did.

Grimm took two steps forward and stood in a strange rune ring with a diameter of two meters. He didn't recognize any of the strange runes etched on it, and it was obvious that this was beyond the scope of knowledge that a wizard apprentice could access.

But today he didn't want to spend his energy on these details, and instead stood tall, silently recalling the entire casting process of the flame arrow. When his mind settled down, he ordered in a deep voice: "Pay attention to monitoring the entire process, and correct any errors at any time!"

"Ding, the new task has been established, and dynamic real-time monitoring has begun..."

With the flashing blue light in Grimm's eyes, a nearly digital scene space was projected on his retina.

The practice room is still a practice room, but countless tiny blue nodes appeared on Grimm's retina, dividing the entire scene space into countless fragmented areas. The physical movements that Grimm needed to complete next were also cut and split into countless action phantoms. He only needed to follow the phantoms to complete the movements.

Finally, Grimm, who had been standing for a long time, began to move.

He was seen chanting the sonorous and powerful spell syllables loudly, and his hands were gesturing quickly in front of his chest. His movements were obviously very strange, but they had a kind of fascinating and strange charm. As the spell was completed step by step, red light flashed around Grimm, and a large number of fire elements were summoned. They slowly condensed and compressed into the shape of an arrow between his dancing hands.

Perhaps it was too smooth. When chanting the 32nd spell syllable, Grimm's mind was agitated, and a node of the mental model collapsed immediately. Under the chain reaction, the entire mental model collapsed instantly. The violent fire elements that had been repeatedly gathered and compressed were out of order in an instant, and a shocking fire elemental explosion was about to occur less than half a meter in front of Grimm.

However, Grimm, who had been prepared for this, slapped the card on his chest heavily at the moment when the elements went out of order. As the card vibrated, the rune ring under Grimm's feet suddenly raised a magic barrier, covering him and the flame arrow that was about to explode.

It's strange to say that these fire elements that were just violent and chaotic were covered by the magic barrier, and the activity of the elements was instantly reduced by half. So an elemental explosion that should have been earth-shattering was suppressed into a small fireworks show.

After the muffled sound like firecrackers, thick black smoke and flames submerged Grimm's figure.

A moment later, Grimm rushed out of it with a huge cough.

"Damn... Damn... I almost succeeded..."

His face was blackened by the thick smoke, and there were large areas of burn marks on his clothes from the licking of flames. He was covered in dirt and looked very embarrassed.

Although he was at the center of the explosion, the activity of the violent fire element was suppressed by the witch formation. Therefore, except for the burning pain on his hands and forehead, he was hardly hurt.

The first real spell failed!

The reason for the failure was that Grimm's own emotional control was too weak. Seeing success was imminent, he couldn't suppress his excitement, and let his emotions interfere with the subsequent spellcasting.

Grimm summoned some wind elements to blow away the smoke in the field, tidied up the instrument, and applied some pre-prepared ointment on the injured area, and then stood back in the rune circle.

Grimm gritted his teeth and started the second spell without hesitation.

Maybe it was God's reward for hard work, or maybe it was a natural result, this time the spell was particularly smooth and enjoyable. After a long 13 seconds of spellcasting, Grimm finally successfully completed the complete spellcasting of the flame arrow.

When the flame arrow formed by the violent fire element was successfully shaped in his palm, the sweet mechanical sound of the chip sounded in his mind again.

"Ding, a complete mental model is detected. Please confirm whether it is solidified? This solidification will cost 3 points of mental power and 50 points of professional experience!"

"Confirmed!" Grimm almost couldn't wait to roar in agreement.

"Please name this mental model?"

"Flame Arrow!"

"Named successfully! The solidification task begins... It is estimated to take 14 hours, 37 minutes and 21 seconds..."

After dealing with the things in his mind, Grimm still needs to deal with this "hot potato" in his hand.

Normal witchcraft has only a lag time of 2-3 seconds after the spell is completed. If it exceeds this time, or the body moves, it will cause the collapse of the formed witchcraft.

The witchcraft that you cast explodes in your arms, the scene is so beautiful!

So as soon as Grimm dealt with the prompts of the chip, he gently pushed with both hands, and the formed "Flame Arrow" shot with a streak of red light to the stone man target at the other end of the stone chamber.

The Flame Arrow exploded on the chest of the stone man target. The fire element that exploded this time was no longer suppressed by the witch formation, and finally revealed its violent and violent side.

There was a loud bang.

A fireball the size of a human head suddenly appeared, and then spread into a fierce flame shock wave. The violent elemental flame instantly pulled everything within a radius of 5 meters into extreme high temperature and heat.

When the aftermath of the flame in the distance gradually dissipated, the chest of the stone man target was already charred, and there was even a fingernail-sized damage at the core of the explosion.

A water-like wave suddenly appeared on the wall on one side of the stone room, and a few lines of text appeared on it.

Physical attack evaluation: 5 points

Fire damage evaluation: 16 points

Magic attack range: 150 meters

Magic coverage range: 5 meters

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It must be said that this special witchcraft practice room is still very cost-effective. With the help of the chip, Grimm may not need the fuzzy data detected by the witch array, but the other wizard apprentices obviously cannot do without it. Only through the detection and statistics of the witch array can they have a more intuitive feeling and control of the witchcraft in their hands, otherwise they can only experience it with blood on the battlefield of life and death.

It only took about a quarter of an hour for Grimm to achieve the purpose of this trip and exited the witchcraft practice room with satisfaction. When the stone door slowly opened in front of him, a beautiful figure waiting in front of the door came into his eyes.

Slender limbs, a well-proportioned figure, fair skin, delicate face... But what most stimulated Grimm's eyes was the bright red gauze skirt and the equally bright and flaming red lips.

The only difference from before was that the ruby-like blood pupils had disappeared, replaced by the ripples of the emerald green sea.

Mary in Red!

"Good boy, you are here!" The bright red lips moved gently, and uttered a thrilling sentence for Grimm: "Okay, now that he has been found, you are useless!"

Mary in Red's second sentence was not directed at Grimm.

It was not until this time that Grimm noticed that this not-so-tall female "neighbor" was dragging a person in her right hand, Am, who managed the witchcraft practice room.

Mary in Red raised her slender hand, and Am flew out more than ten meters away, fell to the ground and groaned for a long time without getting up.

Grimm's face changed.

Although Am was not a strong man, he was at least as heavy as an adult man. Mary threw him away easily, and it seemed that she did not use any strength. From this point alone, Grimm could tell that she had at least 10 points of strength.

And the agility of her movements obviously showed that her agility attribute was not low. If coupled with her terrifying blood-sucking regeneration ability, I am afraid that even the three strongest apprentices would not be able to please her.

Wasn't she taken away by the wizard? How did she come back safe and sound? She...

"Come with me!"

While Grimm was still thinking, Mary in red had stretched out her white and tender right hand to grab his collar, turned around and strode forward. Grimm wanted to hide, but he really couldn't.

Although Grimm was only 15 years old this year, he was already half a head taller than Mary in red in terms of body shape and frame. In order to avoid being dragged by the other party, he could only stagger and follow behind him, completely unaware of what was going on today.

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Public restaurant.

It was dinner time, and most of the wizard apprentices gathered here, sitting together in groups of three or four, eating and talking about something.

From the positions they sat and their expressions when they talked, we can basically judge the strength of these small circles and their status in the circle.

After all, there are too few lone wolves like Grimm. Most wizard apprentices still prefer to form small groups to keep warm in groups to resist those malicious competitors.

However, just as the atmosphere in the venue gradually became heated, there was a loud bang, and the wooden door that had just been repaired was kicked open again.

All the apprentices stared at the two people who rushed in one after another, with incredible expressions in their wide eyes.

Red Mary? !

Although most people have not seen Mary's appearance after "mutation", they have learned about everything that happened that day from various channels. I thought that even if this red Mary was not sliced ​​and studied by the wizard, she would be locked up in the upper floors of the tower and live a life of captivity without seeing the sun. Who would have thought that she could appear here so brazenly!

Alan, who was sitting in the middle of the restaurant, suddenly became gloomy, and there was an unspeakable fear in his eyes.

He saw with his own eyes how cruel and terrible this red Mary was. Even though the other party has now recovered a harmless appearance, the horrible memory left in his heart is still indelible.

Red Mary rushed into the restaurant like a whirlwind, stood in the middle of the hall with her hands on her hips, looked around coldly, and finally set her eyes on Alan, the new apprentice.

"I, Mary, am back again!"

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