Age of Adepts

Three or four bottles of antidote were swallowed in one breath to remove the body's toxicity.

Originally bullied with an elemental body, he was no longer afraid of the dramatic poison, he could only hold his breath and would no longer dare breathe a tiny bit of air in the house.

But the exact opposite of Grimm, Alice stood at her toes and sniffed this “wonderful smell," a pair of gourmet foods. If Grimm hadn't pulled her so hard, I'm afraid Alice wouldn't be able to help herself to the crucible!

Grim glanced around quickly.

A number of black and black iron hooks hang from the roof throughout the house, and bottle jars of various sizes and colors hang beneath the iron hooks. Each is filled with dark, cloudy liquid, which is soaked with strangely shaped monster eyeballs.

These monster eyeballs are big and small, flat and round, and some of them have long eyeballs dragged behind them, swimming around in containers...

And in this giant green bottle that swings gently in front of Grimm's eyes, it's a giant eyeball that's soaked. The reason it's a giant eyeball is because this eyeball alone takes up almost all the space in a thick green bottle a meter tall and a half in diameter.

Even when Grimm caught a closer look, this giant eyeball strangely blinked!

“Di, discovery of the organ of the High Energy Monster… Preliminary estimate 2! ”

“Can you identify what creature's eye is?” Grim and the chip communicate silently.

“Di, after data queries and matches, it is estimated that 63% of Cyclops… 21% of Eye Demons… 4% of Evil Giants… The remaining odds of matching are less than 1%. Does the subject show all of them? ”

“No need! ”

Cyclops are a horrible giant that combines powerful physical and earthly forces. Cyclops may have less power and shape than the last time Grimm et al. met a hill giant in the Black Forest, but they have a weird petrifying power.

So it's also a powerful second-degree monster!

Grimm's gaze continued swimming and finally saw a messy wooden table on the other corner. It's filled with flipped ink bottles, scorched yellow scrolls, open scrolls, and a skewed stack of books that's about to stack to the roof...

And right here on the wooden table, which is nothing like a pile of clutter, lay on the ground a weird witch with ragged hair like a chicken's nest. She is not tall, and may even be half a head lower than Alice, relying entirely on a tall wooden stool to reveal herself behind the table.

She seems to be wearing a black wizard robe.

Grim's not so sure about that either!

Because this wrinkly Wizard's Robe is too dirty and filthy and is filled with greasy, inky and unknown ingredients. Thick grey stains have completely masked the original colour of the Wizard's Robe, revealing only a glimmer of fine and smooth golden thread of witchcraft somewhere in the corner.

At first sight, Grimm suspected that the Leanna witch belonged to the branch of the Dead Witch. Because here he sees too many things related to death. But Alice, who had been holding his hand, told him secretly, using a psychic connection, that Leanna was a desperate witch, and that the area she was dealing with was hope and resurrection.

Well, although it's a bit of a subversive cognition, Grimm has no choice but to accept it silently!

“Say what you want! You're not the first to break into my Dark Swamp, but you're the first to step in here alive. If there is no reason to satisfy me, shudder...” The old witch's wrinkled old face smiled and revealed her crippled scorched yellow teeth. But what made Grimm even more horrified was her near-stagnant dead fish eye.

“Dear Lord Leanna, I'm here to buy a can of Dead Soul Water. It is said that the entire Sky City can only be bought at your mushroom house, so I have to take the liberty of coming!” In front of a crazy witch who is far more powerful than herself, Grimm can only tell the truth, otherwise the ghost knows if these old men have some disgusting witchcraft to prove the truth of their words.

“Dead soul water used to protect the ex vivo soul from foreign objects?” The old witch stared at the dead fish's eyes and asked coldly, "Looks like you've made your investigation clear before coming. So what are you going to trade for Dead Soul Water? ”

“A top-night stone, a tree of life with branches, a hundred grams of star sand from the empty world!” Grimm dared not hesitate to take out all the pre-prepared exchanges immediately. These are not his collections, of course, but from the Byron family.

In terms of surface value alone, Dead Soul Water falls within the category of secondary wonders and the market price should be within 7000 Demon Crystals. Grimm's three items are worth more than 3,000 Demon Crystals in exchange for more than enough Dead Soul Water.

But the only person in the Sky City who can refine Dead Spirit Water is the one in front of you, Lord Leanna, so it's up to each other to trade smoothly. So after removing the three crystal boxes from the lumbar bag and placing them on the wooden table, Grimm waited for their answer.

“Fair price! But...” The old witch's face suddenly had a dark smile: “Today I was in a bad mood, so I chose to refuse the deal you offered! ”

“ …… ”

Grim felt silent for a while.

But faced with a horrible second-class witch, he didn't have the guts to argue with the other side.

“Hey, old lady, don't go too far!” Alice couldn't bear the dissatisfaction, "she said.“ The value of the few things we came up with is far above your dead soul water. Why don't you sell it? ”

Grimm's face changed and hurried to pull Alice behind her.

“My lord, the child is young and ignorant, please don't blame her! ”

“Afraid of what?” Alice still has a hard mouth behind him: “She's a witch, and I'm a witch alternate, and in that capacity, she can't kill me! Why are you afraid of her? ”

“Shh... interesting, interesting...” The old witch laughed once again: “For the first time in so many years, someone has dared to be so arrogant in front of me. Young man, I'm going to give you an exception. I'm going to give you a jar of Dead Soul Water as soon as you transfer this little guy's witchcraft contract to me. Well, isn't that good enough? ”

Alice, hiding behind Grimm, trembled slightly, holding onto his arm and never daring to speak again.

Grimm smiled slowly and began to retreat: “Lord Leanna, this Alice is just a companion traveling with me, we...”

Before he finished, the old Leanna witch reached out and grabbed them empty-handed with her wrinkly right hand. At the same time, the two souls were slightly pricked, and an illusory witchcraft contract emerged empty, floating in the middle of the sky.

“Servant Contract!” The old witch has a horrible red flare in her eyes: “How dare you! The delusion of enslaving a candidate for the Destiny Witch. Are you going to humiliate all the witches in the North with this behavior? Today, if you painfully cancel the servant contract, hand over this loser, and I will allow you to walk out of here alive and take away the soulless water. Otherwise, don't blame me for clearing up some losers for the whole witch community! ”

The old witch's voice had just fallen, and the whole dark swamp was suddenly slightly trembling.

The heavier mist begins to rise, leaving the otherwise dimly lit cabin all the more bleak.

Grimm could sense that at this moment, the monster's eyes soaking in the jar in the cabin twisted strangely, and a sense of terror that was dying was more alive in the head of the heart.

“Go ahead! Do you want to surrender your contract and leave with Dead Soul Water, or do you want to die here in pain and happiness? Says…” The old witch's sharp, horrible voice echoes in a quiet hut, creepy.

Grigg, grigg...

A slight tooth impact sounds coming from behind.

Alice, who has always feared nothing in Heaven or Earth, finally sensed fear.

Concealed void oscillations begin to become more frequent, perhaps just one of a kind, and Alice can pull a space crack open enough for two people to escape from here.

Unfortunately, in front of a second-degree witch, there's not that much "maybe” going on in the world!

Spatial rifts disappeared as they appeared.

Puffing like stinking butt muffled, the black crack just opened before it stabilized and turned into a green smoke scattered, the void burned a blue burn mark.

“Now you're thinking about running away? Psst... it's too late!” The old witch reached out a little finger, a grey smoky ghost face suddenly appeared beside Grimm, and the shady smile did not enter his body.

The next moment, Grimm felt stiff, and the intimate elements of fire that had been combined with his spirit suddenly lost their senses. It's as if… you suddenly find yourself in a forbidden kingdom, and there are no more fire-element particles around you to drive.

Grimm's tall body shook a few times and almost didn't fall.

Once the body has been electrified, the fire element is him, and he is the fire element. At this moment, the connection between fire elements and spirit was suddenly blocked, and he almost lost the strength to support his body.

Damn it, how could there be such a bad thing as body metabolism? Why have you never heard of it in any book? Is that what high-ranking wizards are capable of? Able to cut off low-order wizards' perception of elemental particles?

The loss of fire elements and Grim's loss of power is particularly severe. He held the skewed, twisted pillar with his hand, which did not make him fall to the ground.

Pfft...

A strange sound came out, a thick black python of a teacup wrapped around Grimm's arm as it rolled down the column. The black triangular snake's head rose high and approached Grimm's face little by little.

Even as it hissed and swallowed, Grimm had been able to feel the wind gushing over his facial skin.

The voice of the old witch sounded again.

“Give you one last chance to choose! Surrender the contract, or…"

“Death!”