The Wizarding Age

When Greem removed the protection on the door, put away the lightning giant, and walked out of the stone room, he found that the wizards were also standing outside their respective doors, looking at the simple tower in the distance. net

As for the expression on the face, that’s not all!

Seeing Greem coming out, everyone nodded in greeting and then turned their attention back to the tower.

At this time, the ripples in the void formed by space fluctuations are already visible to the naked eye!

Circles of rippling space wrinkles spread out in a ring, touching the protective witch formation on the outside. The two forces collided with each other, splashing out more and more frequent ripples. In many places, dense waves have already appeared. Space debris.

Fortunately, the protective witch formation deployed in advance blocked the spillover of the spatial fluctuations and did not spread the aftermath of the shock outside the illusion barrier. Otherwise, with the intensity of this space oscillation, the top powerhouses in the entire plane would detect something wrong with this area through the power of the laws they control.

The spatial fluctuations are getting tighter.

Finally, with a harsh explosion of tearing kraft paper, the rippling spatial folds focused on somewhere in the tower, and a portal slowly opened.

Regarding this void teleportation, no one in the camp received any information, so it was impossible to know the scale and level of the reinforcements. At this moment, everyone lost interest in talking and stood silently, waiting for the final result.

It wasn't until an hour after the portal disappeared that the door of the tower slowly opened, and groups of wizards walked out of it, and it was none other than Lord Fergen.

The ones who came were the second-level wizard Mr. Forgen and 23 wizards from the Sarupo family.

These family wizards are obviously veteran wizards who have been stationed in various secondary planes all year round. Therefore, as soon as they came out, they flew up on their own without anyone's explanation or instructions. After briefly browsing the layout of the wizard camp, they started to take action. .

Wizard Forgan walked straight towards Corgan and the others and began to inquire in detail about the situation around the camp.

Mechanical beasts, wizard beasts and rock puppets were released one by one and began to clean up the buildings in the camp again. These family wizards are all full of energy, and they are obviously well prepared, so they act very resolutely, concisely and decisively.

While a few people were talking, several buildings on the edge of the camp had been knocked down. Each mechanical beast waved numerous metal tentacles to transport broken masonry and rubble outside the camp, while the rock puppets quickly leveled the land.

Judging from their posture, it was obvious that they were extremely dissatisfied with the original layout of the camp, and looked like they were tearing everything down and rebuilding. More wizards gathered near the simple tower, pointing and gesticulating, and seemed to be discussing the construction of a new wizard tower.

Corgan and several other camp elders stood respectfully beside Mr. Fulgen, answering each of his questions seriously. When Fogen heard that there were two wizards lurking outside the camp and had successfully taken control of several villages and a small human town around the forest, a satisfied smile finally appeared on his cold face.

While several people were talking, several wizards commanded a group of rock puppets to arrive in front of Korgan's witch beast laboratory. When he saw them, he would not hesitate to use his stone fist to knock down the stone chamber. The indigenous boy screamed and ran out from inside, blocking the front of the laboratory and waving his arms angrily.

A wizard floating in the air waved his hand, and a large dark green thorn piranha sprang out from the ground and bound the young man tightly. Immediately, the wizard flew to the young man, pricked his skin with his sharp black fingertips, put a trace of blood into his mouth, tasted it, and nodded with satisfaction.

The next moment, the wizard began to carve a palm-sized soul witch array on the young man's forehead, as if he wanted to squeeze out all the soul memories.

The muscles at the corner of Wizard Korgan's mouth twitched silently a few times, and he lowered his head and explained to Wizard Fogen: "Sir, this indigenous boy has some talent for casting spells. I am planning to train him to be our eyes, ears and puppet. You see... …”

"No need!" Master Fergen seemed to be indifferent to his subordinates' actions: "Just a lowly native! This matter can be arranged after the camp is stabilized. Now that his soul memory has been extracted, the new wizard can update it Quickly understanding the situation in this world can greatly improve their work efficiency, which is very beneficial to the development of the camp!”

Wizard Korgan was obedient, took a few deep breaths and finally said nothing more.

And in just a few words, the soul witch formation etched by the wizard has been completed. As bursts of white light gathered in the witchcraft formation, the indigenous boy stood frozen, his entire soul and consciousness being extracted by the witchcraft formation on his forehead, and condensed into a dense white bead.

The wizard placed the white beads between his eyebrows, closed his eyes and meditated for a few times, then opened his eyes and nodded with satisfaction. Then he threw the bead to the wizards around him. Like him, everyone used their mental power to explore the memory of the young man's soul stored in the bead, and quickly grasped the general information of this plane.

Even a few wizards with learning talents are already able to communicate proficiently in the indigenous languages ​​and texts of this plane. For wizards like them with outstanding spiritual power, browsing and mastering all the memories of another soul is only a matter of seconds.

Perhaps the entire life of that indigenous boy was only worth a handful of time in their eyes!

The witchcraft and beast laboratory was finally knocked down, and the witchcraft and beast "materials" that were hunted back with great effort were also exposed in broad daylight. Several interested wizards floated over, rummaged around inside, and picked up the surviving demon hunters and several shriveled remains of the broken spell knights.

As for the other "garbage", they were cleared out along with the bricks and rubble.

"Sir, what do you think we need to do?" Korgan asked respectfully with a smile on his face.

"The wizard tower of the camp needs to be built as soon as possible. There is nothing here that needs your intervention for the time being. I will appoint two wizards to take over the human town in a while. You go with them and do auxiliary work. Be careful not to let the original forces here disturb the camp. That's all I ask!" After saying that, Wizard Fugen turned around and left the crowd to gather his men.

Stiff and dull smiles hung on everyone's faces. Everyone lost the desire to talk, and silently lowered their heads in thought. The atmosphere in the field was dull and depressing.

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When the night fell again, Grimm and his group of seven people came to Blue Hill City.

Five old men from the wizard camp and two newly appointed wizards.

Everyone hid their figures and floated quietly in the night sky 300 meters above, looking down at the human city with brilliant lights below.

After all, Blue Hill City is a famous scenic spot in the world, and it is also adjacent to the resource-rich Greenland Forest. These geographical advantages have brought together a large number of wealthy and powerful people in Blue Hill City. They are either the heads of the Chamber of Commerce, or the nobles who are simply playing here, or the artists who have long admired the reputation of this place...

No matter which one, their arrival has brought great vitality to the city, and made the nightlife here colorful, lewd and luxurious!

Without letting them wait any longer, a thin dark creature rose from the shadows of the dim lights, flapping its leather-like wings and quickly flew in front of them.

"My lords, I am here to greet you on the orders of my master. Please follow me..." The vampire bat instantly transformed into a well-dressed noble young man and saluted respectfully.

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, the wizard raised his left hand slightly, and a line of fire hit his shoulder as fast as lightning, burning it and making it squeak.

"From now on, I am the master here!" The wizard said coldly: "Take me to see Wizard Mary!"

Everyone's eyes flickered a little. Obviously, they didn't expect that the wizard Mire, who was appointed by Lord Fugen, had just arrived and had already blatantly seized the dominant position before seeing Mary. Although Lord Fugen had told them to assist the wizard Mire before he came, the other party's ruthless and open insult to Mary was still beyond everyone's expectations.

Wizard Cogan glanced at Grimm secretly.

Grimm was still looking at the night view of the town below with a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to notice the changes around him at all.

After all, the one who came to greet him was just a vampire derivative, whose status was even lower than those blood slaves that Mary had embraced for the first time. Therefore, facing the anger of a superior wizard, he didn't dare to argue or struggle at all, but just kept crying for mercy.

After he let out a breath, Wizard Mirei just extinguished the flame.

The vampire derivative didn't dare to delay, and endured the severe pain and transformed into a vampire bat again, flying crookedly towards somewhere in the town below.

Everyone followed immediately.

The place where Mary "received" everyone was still the secret palace last time.

Along the way, those young noble men and women dressed up in the garden, corridors, and corners of the wall hugged and whispered in the shadows, feeling extremely curious about this group of mysterious big men who came uninvited.

Mary used the method of first embrace to gather some powerful or influential people, and the current group of vampires were created by her using other means. As for the lower-level vampire derivatives, they don't even have the power to step into this secret area!

Under the gaze of many vampires, the wizards filed in and stepped into the terrifying blood pool that Mary carefully built for herself.

The original luxurious and gorgeous big bed has disappeared, replaced by a mysterious blood pool of 5 meters square. Mary is soaking in it comfortably, enjoying the service of 4 beautiful vampire girls around her.

Some gently massaged her arms, some held up the golden cup waiting for her to drink, and two used toothpicks to pick up peeled grapes and gently put them into her mouth...

What is rippling in the pool is not clear spring water, nor warm and comfortable hot soup, but sticky scarlet blood! chapter;