Age of Adepts

This is a gloomy, scary magic swamp.

Though warm sunlight cannot be projected through heavy mist during the day, the light here is slightly dim, and the background color of the environment is more shady and earthy.

After a long time in such an environment, even the human personality becomes much more gloomy.

When the stone door slowly closed behind the two, Tony pulled on the hood and the cold lane.

“I'm going over there! ”

Without waiting for Grimm to answer, he turned and stepped onto the small white stone-paved sheep bowel path on the left.

When Tony's sturdy figure disappeared into the mist, Grimm pulled up his hood and twisted himself onto the trail to the right.

As he walked, he said softly: "Get out the Tony's detection data. ”

The next second, a biochip was projected into his mind for Tony the Apprentice's detection report.

Name: Tony

Properties: Power 7 Agility 3 Physical 8 Mental 6

……

Grimm skipped his mouth in surprise, and with such a physique, why don't you go back to being a barbarian warrior? It's twice as powerful and twice as good as it is, which means that Grimm may not even be able to hold a punch if he fights close to him.

However, as a Wizard Apprentice, his spiritual strength is only 6 points, 2 points lower than his own, but this intrinsic advantage is irreparable in terms of strength and physical strength.

In that case, he was supposed to be on the path to a melee wizard. Strengthen his body with all sorts of witchcraft, then use witchcraft to supplement his melee abilities, which is probably the only path he can choose!

Just for a while, the biochip can detect such precise data information from intelligence, such as the target's behavior. This undoubtedly gives Grimm more initiative in dealing with others and avoids more unnecessary risks.

And that's what Grim definitely cares about!

However, such detection may not be useful for real wizards, as there is always a strong fluctuation of elements radiating outward at all times over the bodies of formal wizards. This is both an instinctive manifestation of their own massive energy condensation and a means of avoiding perception of their true condition by outsiders.

With intense energy radiation interference, it is not known how much valuable information a bio-assisted chip can get from them. Even Grimm is not sure if they will be aware of the existence of the biochip, so within the tower, he must be cautious and cautious about the use of the biochip.

The crushed stone trail in front of you is constantly stretching in the mist, with strange and highly indeterminate plants visible on both sides of the road. Short conical trunks, curled closed leaves, three or two dripping canes, petals as big as a basin and brightly colored mysterious flowers, damp and dirty stinking cement ponds...

The scene seemed ordinary and ordinary, but Grimm knew that he could never take a half-step step on the gravel trail.

Few animals and plants can survive in the magical marshes, and few are gentle and kind, all terrible monsters who don't spit on bones.

Those low-lying trees that look shy are horrible killer trees, and as soon as they get close to them, their curled leaves stretch out sharply and hold you in their arms. And at this point, those blood-sucking vines hanging from it will roll up and stick countless sharp tentacles into your body, allowing you to experience the long life you've lost in every drop of blood.

Once your blood is consumed, the remaining skin and bones become the best fertilizer for the Killer Tree.

If you have the privilege of ripping off the scarlet soil in the dark beneath the killing tree, you will find dense white bones, human bones, and animal bones. This is the only proof of the existence of the prey they once preyed on!

The marsh towers feed these monsters, both to prevent the entry of strangers from the outside world and to harvest special sorcery materials.

The root stem of the killer tree and the blood sac produced in the vine itself are good nourishments and a useful addition to the wizards who have not always been in good health. Every once in a while, the wizard apprentices risk being attacked by magical plants to come here and pick up materials, so this is also a dangerous task with high mortality rates.

Perhaps the flesh and blood smell of Grimm was perceived, and the slightly moribund swamp jungle suddenly became active. Those monsters outside Grimm's senses and vision are slowly approaching the gravel trail with their bodies and trunks deliberately and unintentionally peristallized. But when Grimm's gaze is swept away, they become immobile again, as if they had never moved.

Grimm didn't even care if he didn't see these little movements of magical plants.

Even if they are crazy and brutal, they will never dare to cross this simple rubble path at their feet, as if there is something on it that frightens them.

“Search the database and archive the magical plants in front of you! ”

“Task startup failed... The main database is corrupted and species matching is not possible... Turning on Element Visualization, Remodeling...”

As a string of chips prompted the sound, the image projected onto his retina first wobbled, followed by massive data dripping down from the top waterfall and rendering every object in view with brilliant fluorescence.

Element vision? Is this a special way for the chip to fuse his current body capability?

Green substrates indicate the plant nature of these monsters, while chromophores such as red, yellow, blue, and purple indicate where their energies converge. In addition to this, environmental humidity, temperature, wind, toxic particle concentrations, elemental particle distribution and flow are constantly changing slightly… all the data changes detectable by the chip are presented to him in a dynamic colour map.

Grimm frowned.

Such a colorful and overly complex visual projection has seriously affected his normal vision, what will he see in the future?

“Remove ineffective chromatography… Remove diffuse fluorescence… Focus element vision on just a few common energy spectra…”

As Grimm's command was conveyed step by step, the bright, blind colored group just now finally dimmed, and all the matter in sight regained its original appearance again. But with the perspective of biochip mighty elements, the edges of all matter show translucent signs, and even airborne particles of elements become implicitly visible.

It was still a misty white mist, and at this moment in Grimm's eyes was a clump, a hint, a slice of slow-flowing particles of water. They cannot be dispersed under the constraints of a mysterious force and can only be enclosed on this magical swamp over the years.

Grimm stands shaped, his eyes glittering in the shadow of a hood, and he looks at the magical plants on the side of the road without blinking. With new visual perceptions, the other side of the other party hidden under camouflage is finally revealed.

Beneath the withered and wrinkled bark, dense clusters of numbness embrace a bunch of shady, scary ghosts, all forcibly bound souls of the killing tree. Grimm also “saw” blue-green energy fluorescence on the grey trunk of the killing tree, the curly leaf edge, and the tip of the needle-shaped wooden prick. This should be the energy spectral radiation that killer tree paralysis venom presents.

And the blood-sucking demon vine parasitic on the killing tree, beneath Grimm's elemental vision, is a whole horrible monster of red tongue. Its twisted peristaltic grass beneath the green skin is pure blood, and where it joins the killing tree, in the cavity of a hollow tree, a fist-sized blood sac is rising and shrinking in a regular rhythm, looking like a human heart.

Knock...

With a few stinging hisses, a group of corrupt crows flew from afar, landing on a branch, blinking a gorilla's eyes at Grimm.

To be honest, Grimm feels uncomfortable all over herself being stared at by such an ominous group of monsters.

Grimm would not dare be careless with such a group of uninvited swamp monsters. Although corrupt crows are not powerful warcraft, they also have slight "funeral” powers in their bloody eyes, and there have been terrible examples of witch apprentices being blinded by them before.

Seeing the corrupt crows leap a little, Grimm raised his right hand to recite his witchcraft spell, which rotted in his chest. With the completion of the five-second procedure, a bright red magic flame exploded in Grimm's hands, and an unrelenting eruption twisted.

Grimm's entire right hand was completely wrapped in a magical flame, but still intact.

Burning Hand!

This is the only witchcraft Grim has learned in the Wizard Tower for six years.

With Grimm's current means, he can only extend the magic fire triggered by the burning hand beyond five steps, far from helpless. So it can still only be considered close witchcraft.

Magic flames reflecting the surrounding fog burned in the bears, and the intense fluctuations of fire elements finally made the monsters in this swamp jungle realize that the humans in front of them were not easily captured.

And the monsters, who had slowly gathered around Grimm, seemed to have been terrified, and a frightened escaped on both sides of the trail. The corrupt crows flew up into the sky, squeaking and disappearing deep into the mist.

Grimm breathed out a long breath and finally felt a little relieved.

These monsters would never dare to step on this gravel trail, but this does not prevent them from luring or intimidating the sorcerer apprentices out of the trail in their own way. Once Grimm was frightened by the horrible scene of their reunion and panicked out of the trail, it would be difficult to protect his life even if a witchcraft talisman existed.

The soul and flesh of a wizard apprentice are undoubtedly much better than those of ordinary humans and beasts, and this is not contrary to the covenant of the monsters and tall tower wizards. So every time outside the patrol tower is a profound test of the spiritual will, once there is a mental weakness caught by these monsters, the sorcerer apprentice will definitely not be better off.

“Keep track of all these monsters!” Grimm said calmly.

“… has been recorded! Please name the subject. ”

“Murder Tree... Blood Sucking Demon Vine... Rotten Crow...”

“Named out! The new information has been included in the database. ”