The Wizarding Age

Walking leisurely in the woods...

Grimm relied on the powerful chip memory function to walk through the places where Natagu had passed almost step by step. And his black pupils flashed with blue light, and various visions with strange functions took turns to scan and sense every inch of land he had walked through.

From the lush treetops of the tall ancient tree, to the clearings in the forest covered with thorns and vines, and all abnormal fluctuations within ten meters of the ground under his feet, all could not escape Grimm's powerful mental perception without omission.

Finally, at the place where Natagu had fallen, Grimm stopped and stared at the tall ancient tree. Whether it was elemental vision or energy scanning, a section of high-energy material less than 10 centimeters was found in the trunk of the ancient tree.

"Natagu, next time if you really want to escape, remember, don't bring the storage ring with you..." Grimm, who was alone, stood in the woods and said coldly.

The forest was empty with only him, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

A refreshing breeze blew, and the leaves rustled, but no one stood up to answer his question.

"Hmph, you still don't want to give up at this point? Then let me force you out!"

After that, Grimm's eyes flashed with red light, and two terrible sun rays quickly passed through the ancient tree in front of him, cutting two thin red lines on the trunk.

The ancient tree trembled, and then slowly fell down with a huge roar, revealing a smooth wooden heart that three people could hug. In the wooden heart, a human finger wearing a strange ring appeared and slowly squirmed.

As if knowing that his life-saving escape was discovered, this finger no longer concealed it, and in a strange squirming and deformation, it turned into Natagu again. However, Natagu's total height was only 10 centimeters at this time, which was quite small. In addition, he had no clothes to cover his body, so he could only hold the ring in his hand to block his waist, which looked particularly funny.

"Lord Grimm... Lord Grimm... As long as you can let me go, I am willing to give you all my wealth and knowledge..." The miniature man shouted desperately, and although his voice was small, Grimm could hear it very clearly.

Grimm looked at the storage ring that was big enough to be used as a hula hoop, and sneered maliciously: "All your resources and collections are in this ring, right? If I kill you, it will be mine, and it seems that you don't need to give it away!"

"No, no, no... My lord, those are just ordinary resources. I have more resources hidden in the outer domain. If you just let me go, I will give them to you. Moreover, if you must kill me, I will self-destruct this last soul, and you can't get anything from my brain..." Natagu shouted at the top of his lungs, as if he wanted to show that he was fearless and fearless, but also cautious for fear of angering the other party.

"What you said is not enough... You are a level 3 blood wizard, and using these things to redeem yourself is definitely not enough!"

"My lord... There is also a temporary small inter-dimensional teleportation array in my ring. If you have it, you don't have to worry about leaving this damn plane!" Natagu desperately showed his value.

"It's still not enough..." Grimm was still shaking his head.

"Then... Lord Grimm, I am willing to serve you! As long as you don't kill me, I can sign a service contract with you and become your level 3 slave. You see, with a level 3 thug, this... should satisfy you, right?" In order to survive, Natagu at this time can be called a servile.

"Service contract? Level 3 slave?" Grimm couldn't help but ponder, as if he was moved.

"Yes, yes, I will release the soul restriction and let you leave a soul mark. You will not doubt me anymore, right?" After saying that, Natagu released the soul restriction without hesitation.

Grimm could sense that the other party's soul had no restrictions on him at this moment. As long as he wanted, he could leave his own soul mark in it. At that time, the other party's life and death would be controlled by him, and the other party would definitely obey him and would never dare to disobey him.

Grimm chuckled.

"Hmph, Natagu, when you guys were chasing me frantically, did you ever think that this day would come? I didn't provoke you, but you came from the outside world to chase me across the border from billions of miles away, and now you have become my captive. Tell me, are you cheap?"

"Cheap, cheap, cheap... I am so cheap! I shouldn't have listened to the old witch's deception and ran to this damn place to find your bad luck, otherwise how could I end up like this. This is all because I don't know people well and have bad luck, so don't blame the adults!" In order to survive, it can be seen that Natagu is willing to give up all his dignity.

"Hmph..."

Not wanting to take advantage of such a "shameless person", Grimm stretched out his finger, condensed a trace of flame power, and slowly stretched it towards "Natagu" on the tree stump.

"Natagu" had a ring around his waist and watched the other's finger approach carefully. After confirming that there was only a trace of soul imprint attached to it, he closed his eyes slightly and waited for the severe pain in the depths of his soul.

Any alteration of the soul would have terrible consequences for the person involved. If he had not been forced to do so, how could Natagu accept such humiliating and harsh terms? At this point, he was at the mercy of others and had no choice.

However, just as his finger was about to touch Natagu's forehead, Grimm's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and the violent and pure flame energy burst out through his finger and madly poured into the other party's body, instantly expanding the other party into a dark red flesh man that had expanded five or six times.

"Why... why..." Natagu felt incredible at the sudden change.

He had been so submissive, but the other party still wanted to kill him secretly. Why? He was simply puzzled!

"Humph, if I were a 4th-level wizard, I would definitely accept your surrender. But I'm sorry, I'm only 3rd-level now..."

The other party could no longer hear the second half of Grimm's explanation. With a bang, the pocket-sized Natagu was blown up by the influx of flame power, and exploded into countless tiny pieces of meat and blood sauce. Before it could fly out, it was burned up by the burning field covering the body.

As for the broken soul, Grimm took out a blank soul-gathering crystal and put it into it.

Although the soul of a level 3 wizard was a little broken, it was still possible to extract valuable witchcraft knowledge and secrets from it. Moreover, the other party had intentionally split his soul to escape, and those valuable things were naturally wrapped in it, and Grimm just happened to eat them all at once.

He destroyed the last remaining "essence and blood" of Natagu, collected the remaining broken soul, and put away the storage ring. After doing all this, Grimm closed his eyes and sensed it. With the help of the chip, he made sure that there was no omission, then he flew into the sky to meet with Thunder Dragon Arms, turned around and flew back to the Gangsas Volcano.

After a while, when Grimm returned to the Gangsas Volcano, the summoning time of the level 3 Thunder Dragon was about to end.

Although Grimm's mental power surged and he could maintain a longer summoning time, after nearly an hour of fighting and hunting, Thunder Dragon Arms was still inevitably sent back to the Lance plane by the power of rules.

At the crater, the Flame Tiger Sindal had been waiting here for a long time, and the psychic was unconscious on the ground.

A faint breath of life could still be sensed in her body, and she was not really dead.

"Why didn't you kill her?" Grimm asked curiously, coughing violently while asking.

The previous battle was too much damage to him. Although he won the final battle, his body was completely broken, and it would be difficult to recover without more than ten years of concentrating on recuperation. It was not for anything else, but that the battle had seriously damaged the origin of his soul.

The injuries among these souls are the most difficult to heal!

"This is a level 3 witch, and she is taking a more unconventional psychic route. Are you sure you want to kill her like this?" The Flame Tiger winked at him humanely, obviously finding it difficult to understand why humans slaughtered high-level "kind" so easily.

There is indeed a lot of killing and fighting in the Fire Elemental Plane, but most of them are limited to low- and middle-level flame creatures without wisdom and knowledge. If fire creatures were born with wisdom, they would not easily kill each other even if they were of a lower rank.

This seems to be one of the main reasons why the fire elemental plane is so powerful!

In the eyes of wizards like Grimm, even if they are of the same kind, as long as they stand in their way forward, they will be eliminated without hesitation. They will never show mercy just because they are of the same kind!

"If I don't kill her, will I keep her to deal with me? This kind of high-level wizard has a lot of ways to avoid soul restraints, and there is a great witch standing behind her. Even the soul contract may not be able to truly control her. Once the great witch removes the restrictions in her soul, I will be in vain and have another enemy of sufficient weight!"

Grimm obviously had deep thoughts on this kind of problem a long time ago, so he never had the idea of ​​forcibly enslaving them. If I bring some of these with me, if the great witch secretly rebels back, wouldn't everything here have no secrets in front of the other party?

Therefore, without hesitation, Grimm ejected a fireball, instantly burning the unconscious Beniga to ashes. Of course, the witchcraft equipment and storage rings carried on the other party's body were taken off one by one and put into the bag.

And the strange purple crystal on Beniga's forehead became the collection of Flame Tiger Sindar.

According to the chip scanning perception, it was a powerful witchcraft weapon with a quality of up to level 3, no wonder Sindar was very interested in it.

After getting the spoils, Flame Tiger Sindar returned to the Fire Elemental Plane with satisfaction.

At the moment when he opened a flame door and was about to leave, Flame Tiger Sindar turned back and shouted at Grimm.

"This is the second time! I promised you only one of the three helps left, you can do it yourself!" After that, he disappeared in the flames.

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