The Wizarding Age

It seems that the residual soul of the 8th-level flame lord is still unwilling to give up!

Grimm hesitated for a moment, and finally opened a gap in the witch tower, welcoming the spiritual wave in.

"Boy, you are so cruel, you have been gone for so long!" The spiritual wave couldn't wait to complain as soon as it broke in.

"Great Lord Gumanres, if you have nothing else to do, I'm sorry I won't receive you! I'm still very busy here..." Grimm looked extremely cold.

"Boy, I smell the scent of the fragment of the Godhead on you again... It's really strange. Your power is not that good, why can you always get such unexpected high-level resources... Tsk tsk tsk..."

"This is what I got after my life and death on the plane battlefield! Well, if the adults are okay, I need to rest!"

"Wait a minute..." The remnant soul of Gumanres finally couldn't help it and said, "Boy, think about it again. As long as you are willing to sacrifice the fragment of the Godhead to me, I can give you some benefits that you absolutely can't imagine..."

"Does the adults always talk big like this?" Grimm sneered and took out a fragment of the Godhead from his arms and tossed it gently. The crystal clear crystal reflected the dazzling and charming colorful light in the air: "If you want to trade, you might as well list what you have. As long as it is suitable, I will naturally trade with you, no need to be so hesitant!"

The remnant soul of Gumanres suddenly stagnated, and the mental fluctuations stayed on the fragment of the Godhead for a long time before slowly returning to normal.

"My body no longer exists, my soul has been shattered and scattered throughout the entire fire elemental plane, and the kingdom of God is even less than one hundredth of it... However, as the former Lord of Fire, I did retain some good things. Those things... just one fragment of the Godhead in your hand is..."

Before he finished speaking, the remnant soul of Gumanres was stunned, watching Grimm take out the second fragment of the Godhead from his arms, and his mental consciousness fluctuated slightly.

"These are still not enough..."

Then, the fragment of the Godhead in Grimm's hand became three.

But Grimm also showed a trace of impatience on his face.

The remnant soul of Gumanres knew that if he didn't take out something that could attract the other party, he would probably be expelled by him the next moment.

"Your things are still not enough! But I can let you see the goods here first..."

With the rise of a special mental fluctuation, a slowly rotating object image was projected in the void.

This is an exquisite cloak woven purely from fiery red bird feathers, with pure and pure magic flames flowing on it. It is exquisite in appearance and beautiful.

"Sunfire Cloak, a 6th-level magic item, is completely woven from the tail feathers of a high-level phoenix. It has its own fire feather barrier and flame aura, a basic defense of 50,000, and rebounds 20% of attacks. And it has some magical properties of the phoenix, which can allow the owner of the item to enjoy the fun of rebirth from the fire!" Gumanres introduced softly.

Grimm couldn't help but take a breath.

What a powerful fire treasure!

Not only does it have a super high basic defense, it can also rebound some of the enemy's attacks. More importantly, if you have it, you will have a daily exemption from death. In general, the cost-effectiveness is really high!

However, as the former 8th-level lord, the other party only took out a 6th-level item, which obviously cannot satisfy Grimm.

"Great Lord Gumanres, don't you have any 7th or 8th-level items to show?" Grimm said dissatisfiedly.

"Level 7, 8?" Gumanres said in astonishment: "Boy, you don't think that items of level 7 and 8 can be found everywhere! Even when I was young, I only had one level 8 treasure and three level 7 treasures..."

"Then take them out and let me see them!" Greem said urgently.

To be honest, Greem had never seen what items above level 6 looked like!

"But most of those things were destroyed in the final war. Even if there were some left, they were all divided up by the Fire Kings. How could they be preserved!"

"Then did you cheat me with this Sunfire Cloak?"

"That's not the case. Instead, a little bit of my shattered kingdom of God remained, which turned into a super-small demiplane and barely survived. That's why there is a little bit of stock!"

"That's good. So, how do you plan to trade? I will sacrifice three fragments of the Godhead to you, and you will give me the Sunfire Cloak?"

"This... We may need to discuss it!" The remnant soul of Gumanres suddenly made a sudden move, as if he couldn't say some rather awkward topics.

"What do you mean?"

"There is an ancient red dragon that survived in the fragment of my remaining kingdom of God, and it is currently occupying that half plane. So, if you want that cloak, you may... maybe... probably... have to get through the ancient red dragon!"

"Ancient red dragon? What level?" Grimm was shocked when he heard that.

"Level 7!"

"Goodbye!" Grimm blocked the spiritual fluctuations of the remnant soul of Gumanres without hesitation and closed the outer layer of the witch tower again.

The level 7 ancient red dragon is guarding there... Damn, if I go there, I will be sending it a head!

As for why there is a level 7 ancient red dragon in the kingdom of Gumanres, there is nothing strange about it. As it is determined to become a god, it is inevitable that it will gather a few high-level thugs under its hands.

That ancient red dragon is most likely its pet!

However, at that time, Gumanres was level 8 and the ancient red dragon was level 7. The status of the two sides was very different, so the other party was so submissive and obedient. Now the status of the two sides is reversed, and Gumanres only has a remnant soul left. How can he enslave and control a level 7 ancient red dragon!

Therefore, the dragon pet is out of control, which is something that can be imagined with a little finger.

The blocked Gumanres remnant soul is still persistently communicating with Grimm, but Grimm simply ignores it.

This remnant soul must have a lot of good things in his hand, and it will not be easily taken out unless it is forced to the point of life and death. So, just like keeping an eagle alive, Grimm has to slowly keep the remnant soul of Gumanres alive.

Anyway, Grimm has a lot of time, and he doesn't mind spending hundreds of years to play with it slowly!

After kicking Gumanres away, Grimm went straight to the magic prison inside the witch tower, where a "prisoner" of great interest to him was imprisoned!

In a dark and gloomy magic prison, the dragon lich Truman was tied to a red iron pillar. The chains made of fine gold passed through its shoulder blades, collarbones, ribs and limbs, and strange golden flames were burning on them.

The eternal flame burned its body and soul every day, and when it was dying, the flame would pause and then replenish some magical energy. So at this time, the dragon lich's powerful self-healing ability would allow it to recover.

Then, the next torture began again!

This is a terrible torture that goes on and on, almost all the time.

And it has been more than ten years since Grimm brought the dragon lich Truman here from the plane of Koel. During this period, Grimm never tortured or questioned it once. He simply left it here and let it fend for itself.

So, when Grimm stood in front of the dragon lich again, it was close to a mental breakdown, and the whole "person" was half crazy!

There was no way, no intelligent creature could withstand this endless and terrible torture.

In the past, the dragon lich Trueman thought he was very important and was ready to fight to the end for his inner beliefs. But who would have thought that the other party would actually abandon it aside, ignore it for more than ten years, and just torture it.

This kind of negligence and laxity is what scares Trueman the most!

"Have you thought about it? Hand over the life box, and I can let you go and give you considerable freedom. If you dare to refuse, then I will come to see you again in a hundred years..." Grimm asked nonchalantly, as if you dare to refuse, I will turn around and leave.

Trueman really can't stand it!

It is an undead creature, and it is easy for it to live for tens of thousands of years. If it is really tortured by the other party for so long, what is the point of it finally resurrecting as a dragon lich!

The dragon lich Truman finally lowered his head in pain.

Under Grimm's close surveillance, the dragon lich Truman cast a spell with his head down and opened a different dimension, and then took out his lich life box from it.

This is a purple box inlaid with various magic gems, with all kinds of strange and mysterious magic patterns and rune lines drawn on it. Even through the transparent barrier composed of layers of superimposed magic force fields and spell barriers outside, the faint rhythm of the soul inside can be sensed.

The dragon lich Truman knelt on the ground, holding the lich life box in both hands and presented it to Grimm.

Grimm took it, scanned it with a chip, confirmed its authenticity, and then carefully put it away. Then he gathered a ray of red light on his fingertips, wrote a flame rune on Truman's forehead, watched it etched into his flesh and blood bit by bit, and nodded with satisfaction.

With the lich's life box as a 'hostage', and the flame mark, Grimm was completely relieved about the dragon lich.

"This wizard tower is located in the fire element plane, which is not suitable for you to live in for a long time, so I arranged another place for you. I will send you to the wizard world in a while, and you can go there to help Mary control the Crimson Family and the Horton Witch Academy! Also, you can take these things to Mary on the way, just say they are my gifts to her!" After saying that, Grimm waved his hand, and several items floated in front of the dragon lich Trueman.

A fragment of the godhead, ten points of divinity, a thousand divine power crystals, the 6th-level divine bow 'Ancient Guardian' Renrudilor, the 5th-level artifact dodge boots and the 5th-level death strike wristbands...

Looking at the top treasures and resources in front of him, the dragon lich Trueman licked his lips greedily, and felt the luxury of this strange master for the first time.

Damn, is this what a 5th-level human wizard should have? If you were willing to give me any of the things inside, I would have surrendered long ago...

The dragon lich Truman thought with infinite resentment!