The Wizarding Age

This is a gloomy and terrifying magical swamp.

Even in the daytime, the warm sunlight cannot penetrate the thick fog, so the light here is slightly dim, and the background color of the whole environment is even more cold and earthy yellow.

If you stay in such an environment for a long time, even your personality will become much gloomier.

When the stone door slowly closed behind the two of them, Tony pulled up his hood and said coldly.

"I'm going over there!"

After saying that, he turned around and stepped onto the narrow path on the left paved with fine white stones without waiting for Grimm to answer.

When Tony's sturdy figure disappeared in the fog, Grimm pulled up his hood and turned to walk on the path on the right.

As he walked, he whispered: "Call up the detection data of this Tony."

The next second, a biochip detection report on apprentice Tony was projected in his mind.

Name: Tony

Attributes: Strength 7 Agility 3 Constitution 8 Mental Power 6

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Grimm curled his lips in surprise. With such a physique, why didn't he change his career and become a barbarian warrior. His strength and physique were twice his own, which meant that if Grimm fought him in close combat, he might not be able to withstand even one punch and would be knocked down.

However, as a wizard apprentice, his mental power was only 6 points, 2 points lower than his own. This essential advantage could not be compensated by more strength and physique.

In this way, he should be planning to develop into a melee wizard. Using various witchcraft to strengthen his body, and then using witchcraft to assist his melee ability, this is probably the only way he can choose!

Just by getting along with the other party at close range for a period of time, the biochip can detect such accurate data information from the target's actions and behaviors. This undoubtedly allows Grimm to take more initiative in interacting with others and avoid more unnecessary risks.

And this is undoubtedly what Grimm cares about most!

However, such detection methods are probably useless for real wizards, because those formal wizards always radiate strong elemental fluctuations from their bodies. This is both an instinctive expression of their own huge energy condensation and a means to prevent outsiders from sensing their true condition.

Under the interference of strong energy radiation, it is unknown how much valuable information the biological auxiliary chip can obtain from them. Even Grimm is not sure whether they will detect the existence of the biological chip, so he must be cautious about the use of the biological chip in the tower.

The gravel path in front of him keeps winding in the mist, and strange plants of varying heights can be vaguely seen on both sides of the road. Short and thick conical trunks, closed leaves curled up together, vines hanging in twos and threes, mysterious flowers with petals as big as washbasins and bright colors, wet and dirty stinky mud pools...

These scenes look very ordinary and common, but Grimm knows that he must never step out of the gravel path.

There is almost no docile and kind animal or plant that can survive in the magic swamp. They are all terrible monsters that eat people without spitting out bones.

Those low trees that look shy are terrible killer trees. Once you get close to them, their curled leaves will suddenly stretch out and hold you in their arms. At this time, the blood-sucking vines hanging on it will wrap around you and pierce your body with countless sharp tentacles, making you feel the passing of life as your blood is lost bit by bit.

After your blood is sucked out, the remaining flesh and bones become the best fertilizer for the killer tree.

If you are lucky enough to dig up the dark and slightly scarlet soil at the foot of the killer tree, you will definitely find dense white bones, some human bones, some animal bones. These are the only proof of existence left by the prey they once hunted!

The reason why the swamp tower raises these monsters is to prevent strangers from breaking in from the outside world and to harvest some special witchcraft materials.

The roots of the killer tree and the blood sacs in the blood-sucking vine are both good tonics, and are also a beneficial supplement for wizards who have always had poor physical fitness. At regular intervals, wizard apprentices have to risk being attacked by demonized plants to come here to pick materials, so this is also a dangerous task with a high mortality rate.

Perhaps it was because of the smell of flesh and blood on Grimm's body that the swamp jungle, which was a little lifeless just now, suddenly became active. Those monsters outside Grimm's senses and vision were intentionally or unintentionally wriggling their bodies and branches, slowly approaching the gravel path. But when Grimm's eyes swept over them, they would become stiff again, as if they had never moved.

Grimm ignored these small movements of the demonized plants and didn't care at all.

No matter how crazy and brutal they were, they never dared to cross the simple and plain gravel path under their feet, as if there was something on it that made them afraid.

"Query the database and archive the magical plants in front of you!"

"The mission failed to start... The database of the main body is damaged and species matching is impossible... Turn on elemental vision and remodel..."

As a series of chip prompts sounded, the image projected on his retina shook for a while, and then a large amount of data flowed down from the top like a waterfall, and every object in the field of vision was rendered colorful with gorgeous fluorescence.

Elemental vision? Is this a special method that the chip has combined with his current body's ability?

The green base indicates the plant nature of these monsters, while the red, yellow, blue, purple and other color groups indicate the location where their energy converges. In addition, the environmental humidity, temperature, wind force, concentration of toxic particles, distribution and flow of elemental particles, which are constantly changing slightly, are all presented in front of him in the form of dynamic color pictures.

Grimm frowned.

Such a colorful and overly complex visual projection has seriously affected his normal vision. How can he see things in the future?

"Remove the invalid color spectrum... remove the diffuse fluorescence... only focus the elemental vision on several common energy spectrums..."

As Grimm's orders were conveyed step by step, the colorful light group that was blinding just now finally dimmed bit by bit, and all the substances in the visual field returned to their original appearance. However, under the perspective of the powerful elemental vision of the biochip, the edges of all substances showed signs of translucency, and even the elemental particles flowing in the air became vaguely visible.

What was just a pale and thick fog, now in Grimm's eyes are just a bunch of slowly flowing water element particles. They are constrained by a mysterious force and cannot be dispersed. They can only cover this magical swamp for years.

Grimm stood still, his eyes hidden under the shadow of his hood flickered, and he looked at the demonized plants on the roadside without blinking. Under the new visual perception, the other side of the other party hidden under the disguise finally showed up in detail.

Under the withered and wrinkled bark, there are densely packed groups of gloomy and terrifying ghost faces, which are all souls forcibly bound by the killer tree. And on the gray trunk of the killer tree, the edge of the curled leaves, and the tip of the needle-like thorns, Grimm also "saw" the green energy fluorescence. This should be the energy spectrum radiation presented by the paralytic venom of the killer tree.

And the vampire vine parasitic on the killer tree, under Grimm's elemental vision, is a whole red and terrifying monster. Pure blood was flowing under its twisted and squirming grass-green skin, and in the hollow tree cavity where it was connected to the killer tree, fist-sized blood sacs were expanding and contracting in a regular rhythm, looking very much like a human heart.

Quack...

With a few harsh screams, a group of carrion crows flew from a distance, landed on a branch, and stared at Grimm with their scarlet eyes blinking.

To be honest, being stared at by such a group of ominous monsters made Grimm feel uncomfortable all over.

Grimm did not dare to take such a group of uninvited swamp monsters lightly. Although the carrion crows were not powerful monsters, their blood-red eyes also had a slight "losing" ability, and there had been terrible examples of wizard apprentices being blinded by them before.

Seeing that the carrion crows were eager to try, Grimm raised his right hand and whispered the witchcraft spell that he knew well. After 5 seconds of casting, a large red magic flame burst in Grimm's hand, and it kept gushing and twisting.

Grimm's entire right hand was completely wrapped in the magic flame, but he was still unharmed.

Burning Hand!

This is the only witchcraft that Grimm mastered after studying in the wizard tower for 6 years.

With Grimm's current means, he can only extend the magic fire caused by the burning hand to 5 steps away, and he is powerless to extend it further. So it can only be regarded as a close-range witchcraft at present.

The magic flame that reflected the surrounding fog was burning fiercely, and the strong fluctuations of the fire element finally made the monsters in this swamp jungle realize that the humans in front of them were not easy for them to capture.

And those monsters that have slowly gathered around Grimm seemed to be greatly frightened, and fled from both sides of the trail in fear. The group of carrion crows even croaked and flew into the sky, circling a little before disappearing into the depths of the fog.

Grimm let out a long sigh, finally feeling a little relieved.

These monsters would never dare to set foot on this gravel path, but this did not prevent them from luring or intimidating the wizard apprentices to leave the path in their own way. Once Grimm was frightened by the terrifying scene of them surrounding him and ran out of the path in panic, even if there was a witchcraft amulet, it would be difficult to protect his life.

The soul and flesh of a wizard apprentice are undoubtedly much more delicious than those of ordinary humans and beasts, and this does not violate the agreement between the monsters and the wizards of the tower. Therefore, every patrol outside the tower is a profound test of the spiritual will. Once there is a mental loophole that is caught by these monsters, the wizard apprentice will definitely not end well.

"Record all the information of these monsters!" Grimm said calmly.

"Zi... The record has been completed! Please name it."

"Murderous tree... Vampire vine... Carrion crow..."

"Naming completed! New information has been included in the database."

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