The Wizarding Age

Many times, Grimm had no time to identify the things hidden in the bushes one by one, which ones were useful and which ones were useless. As long as he sensed a place with elemental aura lingering, he would let the rock python swallow the things and the ground in one gulp, store it in his stomach and slowly identify it when he returned.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the ground cracked, the earth trembled, and the rock python that had drilled underground also returned smoothly.

"Go, go!" The greater the harvest, the higher Grimm's heart was raised. Without saying a word, he jumped into the belly of another rock python and ran away.

A quarter of an hour later, a strange black figure suddenly appeared in this devastated battlefield.

Through powerful spiritual perception, he walked gently on the battlefield like a ghost. Soon, he stopped at the place where Hua Ling finally died, silently sensing and analyzing the residual elemental aura in the air.

These residual auras that had no meaning to others provided him with a huge amount of battlefield information and key data. Soon, scenes of battles that looked like a historical flashback were pieced together in his mind.

He had no feelings about the great war that had taken place, and he was even expressionless about the death of the fallen quasi-witch. However, when he saw Grimm ordering the rock python to take away the remains of the flower spirit, his body shook slightly, and a pair of pupils hidden in the drooping hood shot out a fascinating brilliance.

Since the most valuable flower spirit has been lost, there is no need for this place to exist!

Accompanied by the muttering of low spells, countless ghostly shadows rushed out of his body and rushed to all directions of the demonized jungle. Soon, the entire jungle became dead silent, and no breath of life could be sensed.

The demonized jungle has become a thing of the past, and this place will once again become a dead zone without any life!

After doing all this, the black shadow disappeared inexplicably just like his appearance! During the whole process, no one or anything could sense his existence, as if he was just a ghost wandering between heaven and earth.

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Without rushing back to the wizard tower, Grimm led his magic puppet team out of the ground and sneaked into the Kerela Mountains. He dug a cave in a hidden place and then began to slowly clean up the spoils of this time.

The first thing the rock python vomited out was the sleeping Mary and the flower spirit that was sucked dry.

Grimm checked again carefully. Mary was just overwhelmed by the excessive amount of blood of the strong. She could only slowly digest and absorb the power in the blood by sleeping. According to the calculation after the chip scan, Mary really made a fortune this time and is likely to break into the ranks of quasi-witches in one fell swoop.

A thick felt was laid in a corner of the cave, and Grimm put Mary on it steadily. Quiet and sweet smile, a rosy little face like a ripe apple, bright and beautiful red lips, beautiful eyelashes that fluttered like butterflies... Mary, who was sleeping, actually showed a rare gentle and calm girlish demeanor, which made Grimm couldn't help but peck her forehead lightly.

After settling Mary, Grimm could not help but turn his attention to the remains of the flower spirit.

Lacking the constant energy support and having its blood sucked out, the flower spirit was now shriveled and wrinkled like a deflated leather man. However, what attracted Grimm the most was still the rose beetles all over its body and the magic bow. In the previous battle, these two things had caused Grimm a lot of trouble.

After holding the magic bow in his hand and looking at it for a long time, Grimm finally heard the exciting sound in his mind.

"Ding, the item information scan is complete!

A magic bow was found, and the item information is as follows: ... slightly ...

Can be modified!"

Grimm licked his lips excitedly, his eyes narrowed together.

He had already roughly scanned the basic information of this magic bow during the last battle, and now he just supplemented the basic information in more detail. There was nothing exciting about these, the only thing that excited him was the conclusion added by the chip: this magic bow can be modified!

This magic bow was originally used by the flower spirit, and the energy system that drives it to fire arrows is also plant-based. This makes it difficult for others to use it! But now that the chip has determined that it can be modified, it means that its energy system can be changed to fire or blood...

Grimm couldn't help but get a little excited when he thought about himself standing high above the head of the rock python in the future, with countless arrows of light spraying towards the enemy in a snap of his fingers.

Grimm put the magic bow aside gently, and couldn't help but muttered softly: "Calm down... First see if there is a magic wand suitable for you. If there is, this bow will be given to Mary, if not, hehehe..."

The second thing pulled out from the flower spirit was the rose armor.

Grimm really wanted to keep such a protective treasure for himself. But when he thought that the rose armor would spread endless rose branches all over the body when it was attacked by the enemy, Grimm suddenly felt unlovable. Damn, a grown man wearing a pair of armor to fight the enemy, the indecent scene is enough to make people sigh.

Forget it, I'll give it to Mary after the transformation!

As a wild monster, the magic weapons on the flower spirit's body are just two, and it looks shabby.

After the flower shells were stripped off, the flower spirit's petite body was completely exposed. However, without the nourishment of blood, the once crystal clear and smooth skin is now wrinkled and shriveled like an old woman in her seventies or eighties, completely losing its previous beauty, and feels like the dry bark of an adult tree.

Although the flower spirit was dead, Greem could sense that the organs in her body were still filled with a unique and powerful aura. Cut her into pieces and harvest her into magic materials? Or should we keep the body intact and find ways to maximize profits?

Greem hesitated for a moment and decided to let it go for now and wait for consultation with professionals before making further decisions.

If he was an apprentice of the undead system, he would definitely make the flower spirit corpse into a powerful corpse puppet. But he is a fake puppet master, so it is difficult to squeeze out every bit of the value of this wizard-level monster!

After carefully and completely scanning the flower spirit's body structure with the chip, he extracted the flesh and blood information of certain key parts of his body, and handed it all over to the chip for analysis. Then Greem began to process the rest of the loot.

Kirby, the goblin who had been waiting carefully beside him, gently placed a huge cloth bag in front of Grim. As the mouth of the bag opened, countless bright colorful fluorescent lights hit Greem's face, making him unable to open his eyes for a long time.

Shadow stone, tiger's eye, malachite, green onyx, secondary moonstone, emerald, citrine, lapis lazuli, blood of the mountains, ruby, large cat's eye, sapphire, giant emerald, jadeite, alexandrite, Fire garnet, Draenor gold diamond, hemogarite, water jade, dawn stone, night eye stone, red obsidian, topaz jade, lion's eye stone, burning stone, red pointed stone...

Greem couldn't help but feel that this flower spirit must be a gem collector. Almost all the magic gems he had heard about could be found in real form here. If you casually take out a gem from your cloth bag and go to the mortal kingdom, you can exchange it for ten miles of land and people. Especially those with relatively high value, it is more than enough to exchange for a count.

But in the eyes of wizard apprentices, these things are nothing more than expendable magic materials. It's just that only formal wizards can consume such expensive magic materials without changing their expressions.

He fiddled with the gems gently, picking one up from time to time and looking at it for a moment. After all, he only knew a little bit about most magic gems through witchcraft books, and it was far less clear and intuitive than what he could understand now by holding them in his hands.

Goblin Kirby, who was standing next to Greem, couldn't help but breathe a little heavier.

Against the background of the changing colors of fluorescence, it felt increasingly difficult to breathe, and its heart could not help but skip a few beats.

Greem casually picked out a few gems that he might need, then pointed at the remaining gems and said softly: "You are responsible for handling these gems. You can take away 1/3 of the contents, which counts as The reward for this adventure. Your performance today is very good, especially the backhand you left in controlling the magic wand. You deserve it!"

After hearing Greem's words, Kirby's green face twitched rapidly, and before the smile on his face could bloom, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Shaking his head and ignoring this subordinate who had just demonstrated his worth, Greem continued to rummage through the pile of gems and quickly pulled out a flaming red magic staff that looked like it was made of fire coral on the seabed.

Fire Lord Scepter!

As soon as the scepter was revealed, Greem could sense the indescribable surging fire element power hidden inside. Before the scepter was in hand, Greem could feel the hot and lingering elemental flames on it, but when he actually grasped the scepter with his hand, the strange heat that hit his face disappeared instantly. The scepter became warm and comfortable to the hand again, and waves of warmth continued to flow into the body.

And the fire element power condensed in Greem's body became more and more active, more than 30% more active than before.

"Chip, scan this Fire Lord Scepter!"

"Beep, accept the task! Scanning starts...Beep, scanning task is completed. The scan results are as follows:

Item: Scepter of the Fire Lord

Attribute: Fire

Auxiliary: The holder will have fire resistance (intermediate level), immunity to low-level fire damage, and fast spell casting (fire level)

Skills: Flame Shield (3 times/day), Summon Efreet (quasi-witch level) (1 time/day)

Additional function: placed on a special magic altar, it can open a small portal to the fire elemental world. You can summon 1 fire giant (quasi-witch), 2 fire giants (advanced), 5 lava dogs (intermediate), or 10 fire spirits (beginner) every day without any loss.

These fire creatures cannot leave within a thousand meters of the magic altar. Once the Fire Lord's Scepter leaves the altar, all fire creatures are immediately sent back to their original plane. "

Uh... Greem couldn't help but take a breath.

This Fire Lord Scepter is much more powerful than I originally expected!

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