The Wizarding Age

The entire training camp covers a vast area, but there are not many attached buildings.

To the east is a row of sturdy wooden houses, all of which are directly piled with thick logs. They look rough and simple, but they are extremely sturdy and practical. To the west are a number of tents scattered around, and judging by their size, they seem to be only enough for one or two people to rest.

The most eye-catching thing in the entire camp is the large training ground and the countless wizard apprentices fighting seriously on it. Yes, they are wizard apprentices, not ordinary human warriors. Looking at the bowl-sized fireball that streaked across the field like a meteor, and the terrifying figure holding a battle axe and covered with thunder and lightning, Grimm's heart began to beat violently again.

All along, wizard apprentices have given Grimm the feeling of being dark and cunning, and there are many psychological perversions and twists. But it is the first time he has seen someone who can be so passionate like today, using his violent witchcraft to confront others head-on under the clear sky and broad daylight.

A group of people gathered around a huge training ground to watch the two senior apprentices fight.

One was a long-range spellcaster who was good at fire magic like Grimm.

The other was a terrifying war god who was more of a body-refining wizard and possessed powerful thunder power.

The two fought back and forth in the field, and the fight was inextricable.

The fire apprentice was surrounded by three rotating flame shields, which blocked a large amount of splashing soil and gravel, as well as lightning and thunder like a silver giant snake. And under his feet, a looming strange witch formation always accompanied him.

This witch formation obviously had some kind of acceleration effect, which made him run as fast as those apprentices who were mainly agile. And the misty fire ball gathered between his two palms kept splitting into one explosive fireball after another, bombarding the opponent like a meteor shower.

As for the violent warrior apprentice, he withstood the successive bombardment of fireballs with his strong physique and the thunder net covering his body. And he kept roaring and sprinting, trying to catch up with the fire apprentice.

Look at the terrifying thunder on the huge battle axe. As long as he gets close to him, even if he gets a little closer, the thunder battle axe thrown out can instantly injure the weak opponent.

Grimm followed Kevin to the sidelines. Before he got close, he could already smell the pungent smell of the strong lightning burning the air, and his ears were filled with the roar of the fireball exploding.

Although the venue is large enough, it is still too small for the violent and fierce witchcraft. Several exploding fireballs even flew out of the venue and rushed straight to the crowd. And this time is the festive moment of the people on the sidelines.

Some took out their wands, and a cold current shot instantly froze the incoming fireball into an ice lump. And some jumped up and cut the fireball into fireflies in the moment it passed by. Every guy who showed off his witchcraft could win a series of cheers from the crowd.

And the heroic voice that just laughed at Kevin was standing in the middle of this group of people. Bald head, strong body, and muscles as solid as iron ingots. Although he stood there with bare hands, he could give people a sense of oppression.

This was a quasi-witch-level body refining apprentice. The extremely strong sense of oppression was about to become a substance. Standing beside him, Grimm even had difficulty breathing.

The chip in his mind had already sounded a series of harsh warnings.

"Warning, warning... high-frequency mental radiation detected... please stay away from the radiation source immediately, otherwise there will be signs of mental weakness in 3 seconds. Now the countdown begins: 3...2...1..."

Grimm couldn't help but frown and smile bitterly.

In this high-magic wizard world, from the wizard apprenticeship period, apprentices began to accumulate magic elements through constant meditation and swallowing of witchcraft. The more elemental particles gather, the stronger the spiritual radiation formed by itself. This may be a common thing for them, but for ordinary people, this spiritual radiation with strong elemental characteristics is no less than the nuclear radiation of the earth in the previous life.

Wizard apprentices may only be regarded as nuclear materials and nuclear waste. Although dangerous, their strength is limited. But those formal wizards, once they cross the threshold from quantitative change to qualitative change, they can already change from nuclear materials to nuclear reactors. The degree of danger is not at the same level at all.

And the bald giant in front of him who looks like a smile is definitely a quasi-witch who is about to hit the threshold of wizards. If he gets a little closer, even Grimm, a junior apprentice, can't bear the terrifying spiritual radiation he unconsciously emits.

After greeting Kevin, the bald Ah Fu's eyes fell on Grimm. But at a glance, his square face, which looks like cast iron, also showed a confused expression.

"Why is he a junior apprentice? Did those underground black guys eat corpse worms? How could they be defeated by a junior apprentice? You, Hei Mu, go and try his skills!" Bald Ah Fu was obviously the real boss of this camp, and he picked an opponent for Grimm without saying anything.

"Hey, you two, are you tired after jumping around in the venue for so long? Come down quickly, there will be a new game soon!"

Soon, under the shouting of Bald Ah Fu, the two senior apprentices who were sweating profusely in the fight walked down with scars all over their bodies. It can be seen that this is not the first time they have fought, so they have a full understanding of each other's abilities. Before the opponent shows obvious flaws, both sides have the opportunity to win, but it is difficult to grasp it.

The thunder giant who walked off the field was covered with burns of various sizes from the flames. While receiving treatment from others, he asked loudly in a muffled voice: "Where did this junior apprentice come from? Boss, you let him go down, not to kill him! Such a fragile little body like a bean sprout, I am afraid it can't withstand the soft feet!"

Bald Ah Fu raised his head and laughed loudly, shaking the earth.

"Mark, don't be so arrogant here! Do you know that this tiny junior apprentice killed the magic vine girl with her own hands? How come, among you senior apprentices, who dares to pat his chest and say that he will definitely defeat the magic vine girl?"

After hearing what Ah Fu said, the puzzled people all looked at Grimm, who was smiling bitterly, as if they wanted to see through him.

Grimm opened his mouth and wanted to explain something. But Kevin patted his shoulder gently, leaned close to his ear and whispered with a sly smile: "Little guy, I'll teach you a lesson this time. If you don't want others to spy on your secrets, remember to completely destroy the enemy's soul next time!"

Grimm opened his mouth and groaned for a long time, then he realized where he had exposed his feet.

Damn, it was the body of the magic vine girl.

I and Mary only killed her, but did not extract and destroy her soul. After handing her body over to the wizard tower, those wizards must have discovered my secret through her remaining soul memory.

Shit! Damn! Fuck!

At this moment, Grimm wanted to slap himself hard and cry for his own inconsiderateness. At the same time, he felt powerless for the strange witchcraft in this strange world.

There are many kinds of witchcraft, countless, and the strange effects are even more difficult to guard against. It seems that my plan to hide behind Mary and make a fortune in silence is going to be shattered. Today, here, I have to show my ability appropriately.

My most powerful ability is beyond their glimpse, and what they think is their ability is only the most insignificant part of themselves.

Having made up his mind, Grimm gave up the idea of ​​lurking and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Well, since you want to see my skills, then send out your thugs! Let him stand out, let me see who my opponent is?"

"Um... sorry... your opponent is me! My name is Hei Mu!" A low and hoarse voice came from the crowd, and then an old apprentice with a hunched and thin body holding an ebony staff walked out.

Loose and cracked skin, a shriveled and thin body close to the ribs, a cold and fierce face, and a head full of burnt yellow and withered hair. The outstretched hands and feet are black and dirty, and the black curved nails are curved like eagle hooks. He smiled grimly at Grimm, revealing a mouth full of burnt yellow and broken teeth.

And at the top of the ebony staff held in his left hand, there are strings of teeth and miniature skulls hanging, and as the wind blows, it makes a creepy collision and crisp sound.

Judging from his age, he seems to be approaching the end of his life, like a human skeleton about to enter the grave. But Grimm's eyes suddenly stagnated, and his expression gradually turned solemn.

Although the guy named Heimu in front of him only had the mental fluctuations of a senior apprentice, the death threat he brought to Grimm was so clear and intuitive. If I guessed correctly, the other party should be a terrible guy with friendly negative energy. Now I don't know whether this guy is a terrible enemy who plays with corpses or curses.

I'm afraid that his real ability can only be experienced a little bit in the duel field!

"Hehe, you let a senior apprentice deal with a junior apprentice like me. This is probably a bit unfair, right? Since you want to try me, it is impossible not to pay any price. Why not put a little gamble before the battle!" Grimm crossed his arms and looked confident.

"Boy, you are very arrogant!" Heimu smiled coldly again: "Originally, Lord Afu just wanted to see how long you can hold on under my hands. What, do you still think you have the possibility of winning? Hehehe..."

"What if I win? Do you dare to open a bet with me?" Grimm took the opportunity to counterattack.

"Why not? For your courage, I can give you a 10:1 odds. No matter how many magic crystals you bet, as long as you can do it, I will return 10 times!" The smile on Hei Mu's face, coupled with his skull-like head, is so terrifying.

"Who else is willing to bet with me? Show your courage!"

Grimm howled and threw away all his belongings.

The black cloth bag and the remaining 9 magic crystals.

The atmosphere in the venue was instantly ignited by him!

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