The Wizarding Age

After proudly announcing her return to everyone, Mary stretched out her slender hand and grabbed Grimm in front of her.

"From today on, he is my subordinate. Anyone who dares to make things difficult for him will be my enemy!"

After saying that, she let go of Grimm with her right hand and swept across the air. The extremely sharp claws actually left five faint scratches in the air. Until the scratches slowly faded in the air, the sharp sound of breaking wind reached everyone's ears.

Uh... Such abnormal agility, such terrifying attack-breaking ability. With such speed and attack power, who among the people present can complete the chanting and casting before the attack comes?

After estimating the attack strength of Mary in red, the faces of everyone in the field became ugly.

Grimm stood stiffly in place with a bitter smile, and for the first time he had a headache about his "good luck".

He has always believed in keeping a low profile, but he was finally involved in the storm vortex among the apprentice masters. Although this red Mary obviously had good intentions, could she really intimidate these fearless wizard apprentices with simple strength?

In this wizard tower where people’s hearts are unpredictable and scheming, there are too many ways to kill a person without others noticing. The library is full of curse witchcraft and poisonous witchcraft that kills people without a trace. As long as someone is willing to put in the effort, it is not difficult to make a wizard apprentice die unclearly.

In this gloomy and terrifying wizard tower, Grimm didn’t want even a strand of hair or a drop of blood to fall into the hands of outsiders. After all, there are countless unexpected and strange witchcrafts, and any negligence may make oneself a puppet controlled by others.

Therefore, most wizard apprentices are secluded, and even "companions" in a circle rarely have close physical contact.

Sensing the vaguely hostile eyes projected from all directions, Grimm smiled bitterly again in silence.

This hatred is well pulled.

In the past, I was just a harmless low-level apprentice in the eyes of others. Even if I had some small grievances, no one would go to great lengths to kill me. But today, I offended almost all the wizard apprentices without saying a word.

It is conceivable that from now on, I will be an outlier among the junior apprentices. Anyone who approaches me is probably either to find out the information of this red Mary, or to dig a big pit for me to die unclearly.

Although Grimm was very dissatisfied with this, he could only put on a poker face at this moment.

After finishing what she wanted to say, the red Mary, who had established her power, grabbed Grimm and flew out of the restaurant. So a moment later, the arrogant and cold red Mary appeared in front of Am, who was still in shock.

"Give me the cards of the arena!"

The reborn Mary actually showed unprecedented strength and bullying. Her little hand slapped on the table, shaking everything on it. An ugly and slimy frog came out of the pile of books with a weird cry, jumped on Am's shoulder, and stared at Mary, the culprit, with angry big eyes.

The frog was not big, but its head was surprisingly big. The smooth back was full of bumpy tumors and blisters, and green juice could be seen inside. The huge head was matched with a huge mouth, and its eyes were actually grown on two tentacled flesh pillars, which looked quite weird.

Am patted the frog's strange big head in fear, tilted his head and whispered a few words, and the frog reluctantly opened his mouth and spit out a special card flashing with golden luster.

Mary snorted coldly, snatched the golden card, pulled Grimm up and left.

Before leaving, Grimm couldn't help but look at the frog with complicated eyes.

Companion beast!

This frog should be the companion beast of Am, the intermediate apprentice, right?

Like them, wizard apprentices who are still struggling at the bottom of the tower are working hard to strengthen themselves and want to add some means of saving their lives. Improving mental strength is undoubtedly the most difficult. Without the assistance of witchcraft to improve the spirit, without top-level meditation methods, and without formal wizards to answer questions and solve doubts, everything can only rely on themselves.

Therefore, they are willing to try and strive for any means that can help improve their own strength. Companion beasts are undoubtedly one of the many auxiliary means.

Companion beasts, also known as parasitic beasts, are special monsters that have been improved and cultivated by witchcraft. Wizard apprentices can use a special witchcraft ritual to establish a companion relationship between their souls and a certain monster.

Such means certainly have advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that they can use the innate abilities of monsters to give themselves some special abilities that are unimaginable to outsiders. The disadvantage is that when establishing a companion relationship, part of the apprentice's soul must be cut and transferred to the companion beast. In this way, once the companion beast is severely injured or dies, the apprentice himself will also suffer.

At the least, his mental power plummeted and his soul was damaged. At the worst, his soul was shattered and he became an idiot.

Ordinary wizard apprentices can only establish a companion relationship with one kind of monster in their lifetime. But there are always exceptions. The evil insect, one of the three strong men, obviously took the companion beast route, but he broke through the limit on the number of companion beasts and hid a lot of strange insects in his body.

As for how he did it, I am afraid that all the apprentices in the tower who wanted to take this route would like to know, but no one dared to pry into his privacy. Because the guys who dared to do so seemed to die unclearly in the end.

The companion beast Amn chose for himself, who was only an intermediate apprentice, was a poison dart frog that could spray venom arrows. In addition, its regeneration ability is also good. This is probably the main reason why Amn likes it.

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When the door of the stone chamber slowly closed, only Mary and Grim were left in the huge arena.

This arena is much larger than the one just now, with a total area of ​​200 square meters. So this is not a place for wizard apprentices to practice witchcraft, but a small duel ground.

If there is any irresolvable hatred among the apprentices, they will often choose to come to this arena to decide the outcome. Although there are regulations prohibiting killing or injuring the opponent's life, if there is a "miss", there is no need to pay for it with life, only a huge fine will be paid.

Therefore, many apprentices changed their minds when hearing about this arena, calling it the "Arena of Death"!

Mary's slender figure stood opposite her, with a sinister sneer that was mixed with charm and cruelty on her delicate face.

"I don't want any useless losers under my command. Let me see what you are capable of today!"

After saying this, she shouted softly, but she didn't see how she was prepared. Her weak body swayed to the left and right, and a series of shadows appeared. And her real body was mixed with this bunch of phantoms and rushed towards Greem from the right side at high speed.

Just fight if you say so? This red Mary is too resolute!

Although Mary was a bit colder in the past, she still had the caution and low-keyness of a wizard apprentice. Why did he become so arrogant and domineering after being in the hands of Wizard Anderson?

However, it was too late for Grim to think about these, so Mary's attack had already arrived.

A series of urgent alarms in his mind almost made him lose his mind.

"Warning, warning, discovery tells the target to approach the subject... Preliminary estimate of agility \u003e 13 points, please move the subject two steps to the left, dodge and then counterattack with burning hands..."

After all, the flame arrow has not been solidified yet, so so far, Greem still only has one burning hand available.

The attack came so urgently that Greem's eyes could not even capture the true figure of Mary in red. He could only place all his hopes on the guidance of the chip. He stepped out of the way as instructed and began to prepare quickly. Come with burning hands.

But that's all he did.

Greem's stature that tried hard to dodge was only halfway completed before he staggered and fell out. The clothes under his chest and ribs were torn, and three blood stains appeared. And the burning hand that had formed in his hand swept across his side, but he didn't even catch a ghost.

Grim pressed his hand on the wound and looked up at Red Mary in horror. The other party stood there with a leisurely attitude, stretched out his flexible and slender tongue and gently licked his nails with a trace of blood.

"The reaction is still very fast! But your physical fitness is a bit worse. If you only have this speed, I'm afraid you will have to suffer a lot today!" Perhaps because of seeing the blood, the eyes that had returned to their original state unexpectedly started to A red light appeared, looking dangerous and strange: "If you don't want to die, then go faster..."

After saying this, Mary in red crouched slightly, like a cheetah preparing to attack, and her aura suddenly became ferocious and violent.

Damn it, you will really die if you continue like this.

Seeing the increasingly red eyes of Mary in red and the sharp canine teeth that gradually protruded from her lips in anger, the alarm in Greem's heart kept ringing. No longer caring about the wound on his right rib, Greem roared loudly. With a heavy clap of his hands, in less than 3 seconds of extreme casting, both palms ignited with large balls of bright red flames, protecting his body tightly.

"This is so cool! Princess... you have to guard it!"

Mary sneered a few times and rushed forward as fast as lightning.

With Greem's dynamic vision, he could barely track the phantoms left behind by Mary in Red, but could not capture her true identity at all. So in order to avoid being bullied close to him like last time, Greem moved his body in a small range, adjusted his posture, and danced his hands crazily, sealing all possible entrances to the opponent with a gushing fire ball. attack route.

Woo woo woo...

The two flames were wielded by Greem like a tiger, and sprayed pieces of hot flames around him. Unfortunately, it was like performing a clumsy one-legged dance. No matter how hard he blocked and waved, he could not touch the red shadow at all. On the contrary, a ray of pain would suddenly appear on his body from time to time, which could not help but force him to become even more violent.

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