The Wizarding Age

As for the last piece of blue metal ore, Greem identified it as a piece of magic iron ore.

If such ores are properly smelted, purified, and forged, the weapons created will have slight witchcraft characteristics, with properties such as increased sharpness or armor-piercing properties. This kind of thing may be a good treasure in mortal society, but among a group of wizard apprentices with extraordinary power, it seems very inconspicuous.

After briefly disposing of the items around him, Greem took out another witchcraft book and started reading it. Now, how could he still be immersed in the atmosphere of witchcraft research? However, as long as his mental energy was not exhausted every day, he would try to make use of every minute of time.

When he has sufficient mental strength, he can practice witchcraft. Although with the help of the chip, the witchcraft that has a great effect on him will be solidified, daily hard practice is still needed. After all, there was a spellcasting feat waiting for him during his apprenticeship. Whether it is twisting spells, moving spells, or making strange objects, it is a good choice.

Only by purposefully strengthening a certain aspect of oneself can it be possible to obtain feedback from the wizarding world through diligent practice and obtain these auxiliary magical expertise with great significance.

Proficient in spellcasting, this feat can help wizard apprentices quickly complete spellcasting. And those long and awkward witchcraft spells only need to be completed 80%, and the witchcraft will be activated automatically. Don't underestimate this spell specialty, which only saves 20% of the spell holding time, but it is the prerequisite for the subsequent specialty - spell prompting.

As for the practical significance of spell prompting to an elemental wizard, there is no need to go into details.

Mobile spellcasting was actually the apprentice-level spellcasting expertise that Grim most wanted to obtain. It allows the wizard apprentice to cast spells without interruption even when running fast. Otherwise, the wizard apprentice would have to stay still if he wanted to cast spells to attack or defend.

Therefore, this spell feat is almost a must-have for all combat wizards.

The specialty of making strange objects is also indispensable for wizard apprentices who want to refine witch potions, witch weapons, and magic equipment. Only by mastering this expertise can they develop the possibility of making wands, magic props, and enchanting items.

As for the process of obtaining these specialties, most witchcraft books are vague, but the term "will of the wizarding world" is always mentioned frequently. Greem has always been doubtful about this.

Any knowledge and skills, as long as you practice them diligently and try to figure them out every day, your body with strong inertia will inevitably solidify these things into its own instincts. However, relying on the feedback of the will of the wizarding world to obtain some mysterious ability, this kind of pie-in-the-sky thing is somewhat beyond Greem's understanding.

Is it possible that this vast world that I live in still has its own will? Could it be that it can still take care of and pay attention to every individual living on its body like a superior god, and then reward them in a timely manner when they perform well?

If this will really exists, what form will it take? And where is it hiding? And what is its ability to control and control the world of otherworldly things?

However, for these mysterious and mysterious things, Greem did not dare to guarantee that they really did not exist. After all, the wizarding world he currently lives in is a large plane wrapped in a sea of ​​magic. In a place with such abundant magic energy, it is not surprising that any magical things happen.

Therefore, before you uncover these hazy and confusing veils of mysticism, you should maintain awe and respect for everything. This is the attitude that a wizard apprentice who pursues knowledge and truth should have.

He continued to collect and store the knowledge in the books. It was only when his mental energy was exhausted that Greem stopped "reading". He can't completely exhaust his mental power. After all, Yan Ya is now in the optimization and adjustment stage and needs to lose 1 point of mental power every day.

Looking at the dark night outside the window, it was already late at night.

Grim closed the book tiredly, stood up and stretched, his whole body shaking with a crackling sound, and then he climbed onto the wooden bed in a daze.

But it’s not yet time for Meimei to take a nap, and he hasn’t done his routine meditation routine yet!

Therefore, in the silent darkness, his breathing gradually became calmer, and all his mind sank into the spiritual world full of elemental light points.

This is actually the tragedy of being a wizard apprentice.

From the moment they open their eyes every day, their time schedule is full. Even when they climbed into bed exhausted, what awaited them was not sweet dreams, but routine meditation. Only through this day-to-day meditation exercise can their mental strength grow bit by bit.

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However, just as the lights in the entire swamp tower gradually went out and completely fell into darkness, a strange figure suddenly appeared on the tower.

The almost vertical body of the tower and the hidden mysterious witch formations were all unable to hinder it, allowing it to swim on it at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people. It can be seen that its actions have a strong purpose. It passed through multiple open narrow windows one after another, without stopping for a moment, and kept running quickly between shadows.

Yes, she is not the kind of shadow creature that can jump between shadows at will, but her super high agility gives her unimaginable mobility. The moving vertical tower that ordinary people cannot climb is like walking on flat ground to her, and she makes no sound during the movement, just like a ghost assassin living in the shadows.

Finally, the goal is in sight.

The nimble figure hung outside the narrow window with a leap, and its entire body sank into the shadows that the light could not reach, silently listening to something.

The room inside the window was silent except for a steady and long breath. It was obvious that the apprentice inside was also in deep meditation. At this time, wizard apprentices are usually defenseless. As long as any thief or similar profession sneaks into it, a sharp dagger can end an ambitious future wizard.

But the figure outside the window was obviously an experienced person. He was not in a hurry to climb through the window and enter. Instead, he opened his eyes in the shadow and looked at the surroundings with some confusion.

Quiet! silence! Deathly silence!

Everything around her was obviously normal, but for no reason, the fear in her heart was getting stronger and stronger.

This was not something she really sensed, but a distant warning coming from the depths of a strange bloodline, as if something dangerous was waiting for her ahead.

Although she resented this hateful bloodline that made her become less human and less ghostlike, as an alienated vampire who had experienced the awakening of her bloodline, she firmly believed in everything that came out of her bloodline.

During the day, that bastard had just threatened her, but that night she was able to meditate deeply without any warning. Such a wizard apprentice is so arrogant!

In the shadow under the window sill, the bright pupils revealed a strange smile. Mary in red raised her slender hand lightly and threw a ball the size of a fist into the narrow window, but her body had turned into a ball that blended with the moonlit night. The black bats, all in one body, flapped their wings and flew away.

As soon as the ball passed through the narrow window, a secret witch formation on the inside of the window sill was triggered.

The crackling paralyzing lightning with a faint blue light swept across the space where the ball was located in an instant. With the speed of lightning, even if Red Mary's speed doubled, she couldn't completely avoid it. And in the shadows of the room, four or five strange witchcrafts of different colors suddenly shot out from the originally empty place, instantly hitting the ball that passed through the paralyzing lightning trap safely.

After all, the ball is just a shell formed by the hardening of ordinary mud. How could it withstand so many witchcraft attacks? Therefore, it collapsed the moment it was hit!

The shell shattered, revealing a pool of jelly-like mud trapped inside. And this thing is actually still a living thing, with vaguely humanoid features visible on the miserable green body made of mud, filth, and smelly water.

"No, it's a sludge monster!"

"Damn it, it's a sludge monster..."

"Everyone, hide quickly..."

"..."

How could the experienced wizard apprentice not recognize this "terrible" guy who had an outstanding reputation in the magic swamp? For its horror, every apprentice who has experienced it is miserable. Normally when encountering it in the magic swamp, all apprentices would stay away from it, even the three experts were no exception.

Because it is the most annoying monster in the magic swamp - the sludge monster, bar none.

The sludge monster is a super disgusting soft monster. It looks like a pile of soft and slippery inexplicable organic matter with asymmetrical teeth and eyes. Its pale green body is as soft as a puddle of mud, but it is also tough and tough. Like jelly.

Its attack power is almost negligible, but it has the most painful and "terrible" skill - acid vomiting.

This strange organism contains a certain proportion of elemental matter, but this matter has been contaminated by chaotic forces. Any object or creature stuck to the acid it vomits will have to endure the corrosion of the acid and the earth-shattering terrible stench.

And the stench cannot be removed by witchcraft. Anyone who wants to be sprayed by the sludge monster's acid can expect to be tortured by the stench for ten days and a half! During this period, any items you touch will inexplicably carry this stench.

Imagine that a wizard's apprentice is haunted by this stench. When he wants to eat, even the most delicious delicacies in the world will feel like he is swallowing feces that has been soaked in a stinky mire for thousands of years. That kind of torture, that kind of ridicule that everyone avoids, will simply make the wizard apprentice who is tricked go crazy.

But now, the silt monster sealed in the mud shell was blown up by a few of them in the air. Then the next scene should not be too sour!

When the miserable green acid spilled all over the room, the sound of crazy vomiting sounded one after another in the room.

"Red clothes... vomit... Mary... vomit..., I and you... vomit... it's not over... vomit vomit..."

An extremely tragic and angry roar was performed by the apprentice chief Allen in such a "crazy" way. Before he could finish his words, his voice was drowned by the loud sound of vomiting.

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