Age of Adepts

Looking at the fierce Mark, who stood still, Grimm, while admiring his heart, did not relax at all under his hands.

A group of turquoise cigarettes gathered at the head of a severely defective snake, using the diamond rock extracted from the ground as the material, and the sticky earth element as the adhesive. It took only a few blinks to repackage the exposed summoning nucleus.

Just after completing his self-treatment, this terrible python rose high again, and the rocky snake torso formed into a serpentine array, radiating suddenly. The incomplete mouth was opened wide, the fangs were exposed, the rocky peaks staggered, and the target pointed directly at the thunderbolt axe mark, which was a problem even standing.

Less than 30 meters away is simply instantaneous.

But just as the terrible python tooth liqueur was about to bite, a taller and mightier horror figure suddenly appeared before Mark.

The same flesh and blood, the same musculoskeletal appearance, this tall adult was only slightly fisted on the front end of the snake kiss that quickly rushed into the python, only to be able to instantly split apart with the rock giant python in the battle with Mark's blood, and the rock collapsed.

The tall adult was surrounded by a clear air barrier that prevented any splashed rocky soil from approaching him. Instead, he stood as steady as Mount Tai in tons of splattered dirt and sand, and even had the leeway to slowly retract his right punch and grab it into a void deep in the dirt.

A slight chirp, the summoning nucleus falling in the mud sand was wrapped in a strong force and flown straight into his palm.

Raise your right hand in tall adult form and carefully measure the radiant core of your hand against the bright sun.

A tiny array of tiny flies etched by dense leprosy on the outer surface of a pure and clear brown crystal nucleus, a magic spell filled with intense earthy elements lit up in succession, outlining a 3D miniature witch array in his eyes.

To be honest, he can see every single line on it that's a hundred times more nuanced than hair silk, and he can probably recognize every magic symbol that spins away. But when these are put together, bald Alfred can only be bored to touch the light of his head, wondering how they can project the power of wired earth elements to build such a powerful and fierce element puppet.

Having recognized the core witchcraft knowledge in it for half a day, Alfred can only lament that he really doesn't have much talent in witchcraft. Grimm had already arrived nearby riding the crocodile and looked at him with anxiety.

Feel free to throw the summoning nucleus back to Grimm, bald Alfred scornfully: “Look at you nervous. Could Lord Ben still see it broken? All right, well, you win today's fight. I confessed to losing for Mark! You can go collect your loot now. ”

Grimm took over the summoning nucleus hastily and immediately lifted it to his eyes and carefully probed it. After a series of rapid shocks, he also feared that excessively powerful countershock forces would damage the fragile Witchcraft on the nucleus.

Good thing, though, under careful chip scrutiny, this summoning nucleus that can summon terror python from the ground is still intact, which makes Grimm let go of his worries a little bit.

Grimm did not dare to raise any objection to the cross hand of bald Alfred just now.

The boss of this training camp could have stopped the fight lightly, but chose to break the stone body of the python in such a fierce and rugged way, which did not mean to knock the mountain tiger, and killed Grimm didn't believe it.

It seems that today's performance is still too glaring, forcing the camp boss to warn Grimm in this way, and to give Grimm a lower horseway in the most “gentle” way.

But the quasi-woman power shown earlier by bald-headed Alfred really shook Grimm's mind. Extreme flesh * physical strength and total control of power, where Grimm feels a little different than other wizard apprentices.

Is it true that the Wizards are the closest group of people to the Wizard community? Is this a characteristic of the Wizard Apprentice changing from quantity to quality?

Grimm lowered her head silently, carefully and meticulously engraving this moment's awareness into her heart to allow time for a slow analysis in the future.

“I can't believe we all underestimated you!” Bald Alfred holds onto the rocking Mark: “Looks like you put most of your strength on the puppet creature. It does have a huge supporting effect on your short-term strengths. Well, come with me, people like you are exactly what we need in the camp, let's see if we can find you a suitable location in the camp! ”

He dragged Mark around and ran away to a tall cabin. Grimm touched his nose and couldn't help but smile and follow him closely.

The crowd on the scene was silent, with a complex and flashing expression, clearly still having difficulty accepting such an end. Some more senior apprentices cried and mourned their faces, looking like their parents had died.

As bald Alfred passed through the crowd, he suddenly stopped and turned to stare at the gloomy black woods and drink: “Hey, Dead Head, why are you betting on that Grimm? ”

Blackwood pulled his hood back and covered his skull-like face, and the cold words flowed out of the shadows.

“Isn't Mark better than I am incompetent to win? Isn't this better now? Who else would dare say I was defeated by incompetence? ”

Alfred opened his mouth wide and howled for half a day and couldn't think of what to say.

His grandmother, the kid answered shady, but ten percent real. He was so angry that the camp boss couldn't find a reason to be angry.

“And you? Why are you doing this?” Alfred was watching Kevin this time.

“The kid said he was sure on the way here, and I was poor, so I wanted to bet!” Kevin's answer was also so straightforward.

“Ahhhh...” Afugaba said for half a day and finally gave up his intention to find someone to be angry with: “You two lucky boys, how did Lord Ben not know such news in advance? Well, go claim your reward. Hey, that kid over there, come with me, I'll buy you dinner...”

Alfred said it was really a treat.

Unlike the usual condoms, when Alfred leads Grimm and scarred Mark to sit in front of a large wooden table in the cabin, the man with the fish walking in walks in with a heavy box.

In front of Grimm is a refined and flawless silver tray with a rustic, elegant pattern and mysterious engraving. Grimm, however, was not interested in exploring, but rather stunned at the thick piece of barbecue on the tray.

This barbecue weighs 2 kilograms, and there is a hidden trace of a trace of blood and fireworks left behind. And next to the tray was a big glass of goosebumps of red, bloody, sticky liquid, sniffing, and a disgusting, pungent nose.

“Eat!” Naked Alfred smiles deeply and grudgingly: “Lord Ben rarely invites people to eat, you won't even give this face! ”

Speaking of which, Mark, who clearly needed to find a quiet place to seriously handle his injuries, struggled to climb onto the long table. And the bloody ribs in front of him were 10 kilograms long, and the cup for the side of the meal was simply a copper pot.

Grimm looked at bald Alfred, the owner, and the plate in front of him was a whole half-life of animal ribs, looking at the bloody shape, as if it had just been cut off from a large carnivorous beast.

And the chip in Grimm's head gave him the real answer.

Fire Dragon!

This is the steak from the Fire Dragon!

Ground Fire Dragon, a giant dragon that lives in a lava area deep beneath the ground, has about a hint of dragon-like blood, but does not have the same horrible power as a giant dragon. They are also one of the Fire Warcraft because they delight in devouring underground sulfur and Fire Dragon Fruit.

Just when Grimm was still hesitant, that Mark had eaten it up with an unsolicited mouthful. The giant silver knife was thrown away by him in a piece, his hands chewed, and he swallowed it with a big mouthful, despite the meat platter's own stink.

This bald Alfred shouldn't have used these to hurt himself!

I scanned the steak with a chip and found no problem, so Grimm picked up the knife and tried to cut it up. Didn't pay attention until he picked up the kitchen knife, which turned out to be an obscure silver knife, which enchanted the effects of both broken armor and sharp witchcraft. And the silver fork on the other hand has a puncture and sturdy effect.

Grass, a meal knife specially designed to cut meat chops, actually works much better than most intermediate apprentices' protective witches. Grimm had to darkly exclaim that there was such a large gap in rank between apprentices.

With infinite exclamation, Grimm finally cut a small piece of meat filament and put it in his mouth with a silver fork.

To be honest, at the first sip, Grimm could hardly bear the bitter taste of throwing it up. Chew hard until the mumps are sore, and Grimm swallows it hard. As soon as the meat filament entered his belly, a warm ocean sensation rose from his small belly, and even his entire body reacted slightly to the heat.

Grimm's body seemed to be suddenly caught in a state of extreme hunger, with a desire to eat whole-heartedly and to sheath his will.

“What's wrong with me? Chip, start the dynamic body test! ”

“Drop, dynamic body tests are now starting… Scanning into the fire system source force component, the body is absorbing quickly…"

Correspondingly, both physical and mental data began to grow slowly and firmly in a dynamic test sheet in front of Grimm. Although growth data is usually three or four decimal places behind, it is still growing slowly.

Grimm's eyes shined brightly.

Food supplement?

This could be a food supplement for another world!