The Wizarding Age

Gargamel waited for two days at the Flame Throne before he was able to see Grimm.

At this time, Grimm's body was completely covered by a layer of invisible flames, and the whole person seemed to be in a violent burning state.

Although he had tried his best to restrain the overflowing flame energy, the temperature of this reception room immediately began to soar sharply as Grimm stepped into it. If Gargamel was still the little wizard of level 1 before, he would probably be half-cooked at this moment.

Even after transforming into the blood of a giant snake, he had a strong physique and excellent magic resistance. For the hot and fierce environment here that was similar to a lava volcano, Gargamel still felt uncomfortable in all kinds of ways. However, under the gaze of the owner's burning eyes that were as solid as substance, Gargamel's body covered with fine snake scales still emitted wisps of green smoke.

"Sorry, my mental power has increased a bit too fast recently, and my ability to control flame energy has declined..." Seeing that his gaze almost ignited Gargamel's body, Grimm could only helplessly turn his head to a deserted place.

There was no wooden or metal object in the entire hall, and even the only table and chair were made of obsidian with excellent fire resistance.

Mental power increased too quickly... the ability to control energy decreased... This was probably the first time Gargamel had heard such a complaint since he became a wizard.

As a wizard, there have always been people who complained that their mental power increased too slowly, and no one has ever complained that their mental power increased too quickly.

This may be what makes the head of the family different!

Gargamel thought with a grin.

"What major event in the family recently required you to come here specially? I remember that everything was calm when I contacted you last time!" Grimm said lazily, as if he had lost his interest in things other than witchcraft.

"Master, the last time we connected remotely was a year ago..." Gargamel smiled helplessly.

"It's been a year? Time flies!" Grimm murmured, "Okay, tell me why you came!"

"Yes, Master!" Gargamel hesitated, "President Fried of the Sanditalin Association wants to see you!"

"Who? Fried? The president of the association... Why does he want to see me?"

Gargamel bowed and explained, "Sir, the reason why we were able to pacify the Elovis region so quickly last time was that President Fried worked hard behind the scenes. And this time he expressed this to us through the Goblin Business Alliance, it is very likely..."

"What is very likely?"

"It is very likely that he wants to force you, Master, to make a choice..."

"Choose between Sanditalin and the North?"

"Yes, Master. These old guys in Sanditalin We have always been very vigilant and cautious about the infiltration of the three major forces, and the relationship between our Crimson Family and the Witch of Destiny cannot be concealed. So..."

"So they want to meet, weigh my weight, and then pull me into their small circle?"

"Yes, Master, from the information obtained so far, this may be the only explanation!"

"So, the benefits they gave us before were just a bait? When we swallowed the entire Elovis area, it was equivalent to swallowing the bait. Such a big piece of fat, they are sure that we are reluctant to spit it out, so they chose this time to force us to show our cards..." Grimm analyzed calmly, but the invisible transparent flame outside his body was obviously not calm.

The temperature in the room rose again!

Gargamel licked his chapped lips, lowered his head and stopped talking.

For such things that can affect the future direction of the family, he is only responsible for providing the part of the information he knows. As for how the master of the family will choose, it is not something he can interfere with.

When wizards are at different heights, their perspectives and ideas on the same problem are also very different, so Gargamel dare not use his shallow views to influence the choice of the head of the family. Anyway, just follow the footsteps of the head of the family!

After a quarter of an hour, Grimm spoke again.

"You go and reply to them. I agree to meet with President Fried. The meeting place will be arranged by them. However, the time must be set in half a year. My current condition is not suitable for going out!"

"Yes!"

Gargamel took the order and left without hesitation.

When the reception hall returned to calm, a hazy woman's phantom suddenly appeared beside Grimm.

"Have you decided?" Alice's soft and calm voice came from the phantom.

"Hmm!"

"It's actually good this way. Although the North is calm on the surface, it is extremely xenophobic in private. The development of the family here has always been restricted by the witch faction. It's not as good as Sandy Tallin, where it is not a monolithic place, and it is suitable for the rapid rise of new families."

"By the way, those old guys won't use any despicable means to deal with me, right?"

"..." Alice couldn't help but be speechless: "What are you thinking! Not only will there be no harm in your going this time, but there will be some unexpected benefits. But these benefits are not easy to get, you have to weigh them yourself!"

"Benefits?"

"Okay, don't ask anymore. You know, things like prophecies can't be easily spoken out, otherwise there will be some unpredictable bifurcations in fate."

Grimm nodded silently.

After working with Alice for such a long time, he did have a certain degree of understanding of fate.

The last time he went to Envik's plane, it was because Alice told Grimm something in advance that made his journey to the other world so ups and downs, and he almost died and survived, and almost got trapped there forever.

Fate is always unknown and unpredictable!

Even the fate witch who exists as the controller of fate cannot completely make fate move forward according to the trajectory she set. Just like the number of cheeses upside down in the wooden bowl, Alice may be able to know the exact number before opening it with the sense of fate. But once Alice affects the people or things in fate based on this exact result, the things that were originally certain will also have some unexpected changes.

Or the cat that accidentally broke in knocked over the wooden bowl, or the cheese was stolen by the mouse, or the temperature was too high and the cheese melted... Too many accidents, too many changes, any one thing that happens may affect the result that was already certain.

This is the fundamental reason why most fate controllers are so taciturn!

There are often those powerful people who laugh at fate practitioners and call them useless bystanders. Many times, even if they see through it, they are still trapped by the rules of fate and cannot swim in it.

They are like playing "all poker" with God every day. Even if you win all your life, a failure may make you never reincarnate.

Those wise guys keep their mouths shut and do not easily interfere with the operation of the long river of fate, so they can barely stay out of trouble. And those who are too active or overconfident will sooner or later be bitten by fate and die.

And Grimm obviously also studied it in depth, so he never forced Alice to challenge the rules of fate, and never dreamed of taking advantage of the power of fate.

And this is the main reason why Alice can continue to be strong!

After a few simple exchanges, the shadow cast by Alice slowly dissipated.

Grimm also returned to the laboratory on the fifth floor of the Wu Tower in a flash of flames.

In a corner of the hall, the tall and mighty elemental magic machine stood there quietly, and the smooth and perfect lines made of super alloys flashed a dull blue luster.

After a long period of repair, the damage suffered by the Elemental Magic Machine in the Envik plane was gradually restored. In this repair, Grimm even used some magic memory metals that had just been successfully refined.

The Goblin Research Institute established in the White Tower of the Northland, after spending a lot of magic crystals and massive resources of Grimm, finally produced some decent works, and magic memory metal was one of them.

This special magic metal that can only be refined and purified by the alchemy laboratory has a strange memory function. Once the magic alloy is shaped by special means, it can remember this form. Even if it is penetrated, cut off, torn or twisted and deformed in battle, they can be reassembled and restored to their original form under the stimulation of sufficient energy.

With such magic memory metal, plus the small magic furnace inside the Elemental Magic Machine, Grimm does not have to worry about combat damage when he runs to the other world to drive it to fight. As long as it is given a certain amount of time, as long as the magic furnace is not blown up, it can be restored to its best combat form.

Therefore, as soon as the Goblin Research Institute came up with this achievement, Grimm used his authority to upgrade and transform the elemental magic machine first.

As for the magic machine puppet dragon, my goodness, such a huge metal mountain, wanting to transform the whole body into this expensive magic memory metal, is simply a crazy burning of magic crystals. Therefore, Grimm only approved the replacement of this special magic alloy on some core components. Otherwise, even if he really had a magic crystal mountain, it would be burned by the goblins in one breath.

With the current human resources and financial situation of the Goblin Research Institute, only five kilograms of magic memory metal can be tempered every day, and the cost is about 1,700 magic crystals.

After giving priority to internal use of the family, about 20 kilograms of magic memory metal can be sold to the outside world every month. And their external sales price is per gram, 20 magic crystals per gram.

Grimm has been hiding in the Flame Throne for many years and has been secretly absorbing those holy light souls, and his mental power has also begun to soar wildly. But even so, it took him fifteen years to raise his mental power from 27 points to 29 points, which was only one step away from the peak state.

Such a rapid increase in mental power also reduced his control over himself.

Therefore, he gave himself a half-year buffer time to stabilize his unstable mental state.

And time is obviously on his side!

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