The Wizarding Age

Grimm looked at the statue in front of him in a daze.

Needless to say, this must be the statue of the ‘Great Scarlet Wizard’ erected in memory of himself.

To be honest, the carving is pretty good, at least it imitates some of Grimm’s charm.

The only bad thing is that it is a dead object, so it can’t be as natural and coordinated as humans, and it’s even more impossible to imitate the majesty of a great wizard.

As a human, looking at the statue erected by others for him, Grimm’s heart is also mixed, and for a moment he can’t figure out whether he is happy or something else.

The past events in the wizarding world flashed back in his mind like a movie, scene by scene, frame by frame, as if they had just happened. Although the long and lonely years gradually made them lose their color, they could not stop the surging and fresh breath from reappearing...

Grimm recalled and recalled, and was a little dazed for a while...

And his strange attire, strange and changing expression and dementia also attracted the attention of the apprentices around him. Many people pointed at him and whispered something.

"Maybe another pilgrim..."

"Yes, yes, there are many people who worship Lord Grimm in our hometown..."

"Hehe, he must be coming to the Holy Square for the first time..."

Amid the chatter of the crowd, Grimm had already broken free from his infinite nostalgia and calmed down again.

Dawnstone, Star of Elune, Crimson Spike, Fire Marrow Stone, Red Obsidian...

With the perception and perspective of the chip, most of the magic materials used to make the magic statue were listed one by one, all of which were high-quality goods of great value. However, although they were high-quality, they were obviously far from the one in a million that Grimm expected.

Such a statue was obviously not worthy of the current Horton School of Witchcraft.

Grimm frowned slightly, and his body floated up silently, coming to a place almost level with the face of the statue. The apprentices who were watching were obviously frightened, and some of them immediately notified the guardian power in the academy.

In the rolling magic halls and wizard towers, dozens of amazing mental powers stretched out and explored Grimm.

Grimm didn't care about it at all, but immersed himself in his own ideas and enthusiasm.

"How can a dead thing represent my will?"

"Today I grant you divinity, come alive immediately..."

Grimm raised his right hand slightly, and a golden thread-like flame divinity slowly merged into the brow of the tall statue under the support of the magic bubble. The next moment, the dazzling golden light instantly enveloped the entire statue, and it slowly began to move its body in full view of the public.

As the tall golden man became alive, metal slag fell from above like raindrops, and after the surface fragments peeled off, the golden and red body underneath was revealed, which looked like a static flame.

Grimm's hands quickly drew lightly in the void, and one after another flame spells were generated in an instant, and they sank into the body of the tall golden man like tired birds returning to the forest. Dense flame runes immediately appeared on the surface of the golden man, and both the surface of the body and the metal cavity were almost full of such mosquito-like magic lines.

As the number of flame runes increased, the energy of the tall golden man also soared.

Level 1...

Level 2...

Level 3...

Level 4...

After the golden man's power surged to the peak of the fourth level, Grim thought about it and used a bit of the power of "flame authority" to give it the power to control the magic flame.

In this way, any magic flame that appears within 10,000 meters of the tall golden man will automatically gain control of the flame.

This is a great power that exceeds the peak strength of the fourth level, which also makes the tall golden man have a terrifying power close to the demigod level (fifth level)!

Of course, it can't be a real fifth-level creation, but a fourth-level creation with the power of a demigod. It has the divinity bestowed by Grimm, and also has a trace of Grimm's spiritual imprint. As long as it stays in this square, it can naturally absorb the power of faith generated by the entire Horton Witchcraft Academy.

If it is hoarded for a long time, it can send out the strongest demigod attack at a critical moment.

Only a magical creation of this level is worthy of being the guardian of Horton School of Witchcraft!

After this divine transformation, the tall golden statue was immediately reborn, almost becoming a simplified version of Grimm's magic clone.

Such a terrifying divine transformation naturally alarmed the entire Horton School of Witchcraft.

Tall and mighty figures emerged from various places and quickly rushed to the sacred square.

"Grimm... is it you?"

Suddenly, a sharp explosion that tore through the sky floated from the sky.

This voice was so familiar and so kind that Grimm couldn't help but shudder.

Grimm looked up at the sky.

At the top of the high sky, a graceful and slender figure was floating there, and a pair of black bat wings with mysterious magic patterns behind her slowly opened, lifting her up and down and proudly standing in the sky.

As soon as the familiar figure came into view, Grimm's eyes blurred before he could see the face clearly.

"Mary..."

"It's the Blood Queen Mary!"

"It's our dean..."

A series of exclamations immediately rang out from the crowd below.

Obviously, the apprentices were more familiar and friendly with the headmaster of the Horton School of Witchcraft.

Mary, who was high in the sky, obviously didn't care about the onlookers. Her attention was almost completely attracted by the familiar figure, the bastard she had been thinking about for hundreds of years...

"Grimm!"

With a sharp explosion comparable to that of a banshee, Mary folded her wings, and her whole body turned into a sharp arrow that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and she rushed towards Grimm with a whoosh.

Her movements were so fast and her flight was so swift that she left a series of afterimages in the air. Even the fragile void could not withstand such destruction, and cracks appeared faintly.

"Warning, warning, flesh bomb attack, the intensity exceeds 2300 degrees, please pay attention to dodge..."

The chip immediately issued a sharp warning.

Dodge your head, that's Mary...

Grimm's thoughts only had time to turn halfway, and the swift and fierce slender figure pounced straight down from the sky, smashing the obsidian floor reinforced by magic, and sank nearly ten meters underground.

It's not that Grimm is too fragile, but Mary is seriously overweight.

Moreover, Grimm has just entered the plane, and he needs to be extremely cautious in using his strength, for fear that he will be expelled by the plane consciousness after crossing the line.

Seeing this scene, everyone present had their eyes wide open, their mouths wide open, and their hearts were shocked beyond words. They may not understand what's going on, but they have heard the exclamation of Lady Mary just now.

Grimm...

The Great Scarlet Wizard is back again...

The field suddenly became quiet, and then thunderous screams and cheers broke out.

This sound wave spread from near to far, and soon spread throughout the entire Horton School of Witchcraft.

However, what they didn't know was that the Crimson Great Wizard they were cheering for was no longer at the fifth level, but at the sixth level!

As the most famous witchcraft organization in the central part of the continent, Horton School of Witchcraft has quietly risen to become the fourth largest wizard force in the wizarding world, so the other three major forces must have a lot of spies here.

So, the Crimson Great Wizard quietly returned, and the gossip that Horton School of Witchcraft was going to make a big move immediately spread like wildfire and quickly reached the ears of the other three major forces.

The plane that had been calm for hundreds of years was immediately disturbed violently again.

All people, all organizations, and all forces couldn't help but focus their attention on the Crimson Great Wizard whose every move touched people's hearts.

…………

In a secret magic chamber.

Although the fierce lingering had passed, the chamber was still filled with the taste of charm, lust and love.

Grimm lay on his back on the wide bed, his expression seemed to be reminiscing, and seemed to be thinking about something. His handsome and strong body was exposed to the air, with an unforgettable psychedelic luster and sacred breath flowing on it.

Tired and lazy Mary lay on his chest, panting softly and stroking this familiar body. The biggest change after advancing to the sixth level is the gradual sanctification of the body, which is almost irreversible.

Only a sanctified body can better carry high-level power!

And the consequence of this is: Grimm's blood is sweeter, and the meat is more fragrant...

As a vampire wizard, Mary is particularly sensitive to the taste of blood.

Just now, during the intense intercourse, she was very greedy and wanted to secretly take a bite countless times to taste the taste of Grimm's blood.

The sixth level in the wizard world is a true god in the world of gods!

If I could taste the blood of a true god...

Thinking of that scene, Mary felt her saliva flowing, and her body was so excited that she could hardly control herself.

Fortunately, she still had her sanity and didn't do anything that would ruin the mood.

Grimm was naturally very aware of her hunger, but he could only shake his head and smile bitterly, and kept silent.

He had just been promoted, and his strength was not stable yet. He had also suffered a great loss in the previous battle. He didn't dare to let Mary get angry at this time.

The two of them lingered for a while, and Mary finally got up contentedly.

"Okay, okay, get up quickly, those guys must be waiting for you anxiously..."

"Those..." Grimm said in a muffled voice: "I came back for vacation this time, but I didn't plan to see anyone!"

"Humph, a guy who doesn't mean what he says..." Mary curled her lips in disdain: "If you really don't plan to see anyone, why bother to make such a big fuss and animate the statues at the entrance of the academy?"

"I'm happy to..." After becoming the sixth level, Grimm really no longer feared anyone, including all forces and organizations.

At worst, they would break up, and he would shrink back and continue to be his own Lord of Fire.

With the identity of the Lord of Fire, he was already able to protect those he wanted to protect...

"Get up and meet those people! You can not meet outsiders, but also the people in the family? You have been gone for so many years, and the development of the family and the development of the central region has reached a bottleneck. The situation is stuck there and no one can move it. Now it depends on whether you have the ability to stir up this stagnant water..." Mary sighed.

She has been trapped in the central region for many years and has worked hard. She really needs someone to help her out!