Age of Adepts

Black Forest.

This is a terrible name filled with taboos on the land of sorcerers.

For most ordinary people, this is a name that stands for death and chaos. Turning to the history of the development of the witch continent, countless tragic examples can be found in it.

In 13179, on the western edge of the scattered Tallinn region, a small human village disappeared overnight, with more than 120 people disappearing. According to the Wizard Survey, traces of heartbreaking demon activity were found in the village...

In 17281, a newly formed human colony was attacked by a wave of beasts in the Naran region of the Northern Witch. In three days, more than 20,000 dead inhabitants have disappeared with numerous disabilities...

In 22,765 years, the Silver Alliance expanded its land deep into the Black Forest after forming the 17th Assembled Legion, suffering a terrible monster eruption and heavy casualties...

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Throughout these histories, all humans will have a natural awe of black forest oil.

This is both an inexhaustible repository of resources and a source of unrest for the gathering of monsters of terror.

This life of living side by side with monsters, day and night, worrying about the sudden outbreak of massive tides of beasts and the outpouring of those horrible monsters out of the forest… such a life is simply unimaginable for those who have not experienced it.

So the people of the town of Songta were almost stuck here, and they didn't dare to take that thick wall half a step easily. Even if you go to the nearby mountain forest during the day to collect some firewood, you need to work together in groups. Residents of small towns have lived for up to five years.

As for the old inhabitants who arrived early in the town of Songta, they were gradually devoured by the surrounding forests.

The largest number of outsiders gathered in the town of Pinta were mercenaries and adventurers who came to seek life, as well as some apprentices of witches who came looking for materials.

They were hired to frequent the nearby mountain forests for some gold coins and magic crystals. Either to find a particular magical plant, to capture a fleshy monster, or to explore an area… In short, the trophy they bought with their own blood and life would end up on a wizard's lab or dining table.

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Early in the morning, the squad left.

Separating the mist before dawn, through the narrow village gate of Songta Town, the crowd wrapped in thick capes and cloaks and entered silently into the mountain forest.

At first entering the mountain forest, this obviously also falls within the normal forest category.

A huge yellowbrown cliff stands quietly between lush, expansive sea of trees. Like the arrogant king who examined his subjects, the cliffs were alone in the depths of the green trees, surrounded by white clouds.

The top of the cliff is flat and covered with dark brown moss.

The breeze blew through, the forest sea surged, and a crowd of blue birds chased flying from the woods towards the distance.

Through the forest sea like this, the eyes are full of green greenery, the eyes are full of green flowers, green grass, green vines and gray trunks...

Vitality, a thin vibrancy is spiritually exciting!

The light is not bright in the quiet and dark jungle, full of raw branches and wildly growing vines and shrubs, and it is almost impossible to walk through such jungles without a ‘guide' who is familiar with the terrain.

Lowell, who was employed as a Sword Shield warrior, has also been temporarily converted into a scavenger, with a circular shield behind him, waving a sharp woodcutter to cut off the cane thorns in the way, barely clearing out a 'passage’ in the mountain forest that can be walked sideways, walking a difficult step forward.

Walking in pristine forests, the soft and fine robes that wizards usually like to wear become inappropriate. Straddling branches and thorns with thorns can easily tear their clothes apart. So even wizards and apprentices who don't need to do it can only wear a thick, dense cloak or cape outside the robe so that they don't get hung up and fall all over their face.

And these wizards, who usually hide in tall witch towers and heavily guarded laboratories, don't have the usual toe heights and mysterious wisdom, which is a common slow slope and can be a huge challenge to block their advance.

Someone throws a cane and pulls it up, and someone pushes his hip-limb butt up *, and the Grigg Wizard, who lacks physical exercise on weekdays, has a hard time climbing these rocks or short cliffs that are less than two or three meters long.

Instead, Grimm, who was also a sorcerer, showed no weakness than Lowell's strong body. Not only does the mountain involve water, but the average short cliff can also learn the class 3 bandit Rod, dragging the cane three or two times to step on it.

This has allowed the Grigg witch to stare at him more than once and leave a saliva in his magnificent figure!

To be honest, any newly promoted wizard possesses a warrior-like body, a thief's agile body, and an arrowman's rapid response. Yet years of lack of exercise, coupled with the erosion of a large amount of toxic and harmful witchcraft materials, are among the few witches who can sustain this physical advantage.

So looking at the extraordinary physical qualities of the Grim Bar, the Grim Witch, instead of thinking differently, from time to time reveals a contemplative spirit of remembrance.

Once upon a time, he had such a wonderful body!

At that time, he, too, could sing at night and vanish... unfortunately, with the passage of years and the erosion of witchcraft energy, all of this has been in the past. And he, now, is just a bad old man who can't look much better than a ghost!

But the powerful power of witchcraft still makes him a terrible sorcerer in awe of the world. The slaughter of a pine tower town is nothing more than a finger-to-finger thing once you let go of your arm and foot.

It's a pity this kind of power can't be played in the Black Forest!

By witchcraft, some flying servants can be summoned to avoid this troublesome jungle tour and soar over the black forest.

But if you think about it, you can't put it into practice, otherwise you're going to die a terrible death!

The idea of using the means to fly over the Black Forest is indeed good, and how to locate it is the biggest challenge.

Those fools who have never flown into the sky will never feel the pain of getting lost.

Soaring above the blue sky, beneath you are the tumbling forested seas and mountains that may be able to see the direction, but trying to find your destination becomes an impossible task. The black forest stretches for tens of thousands of miles and hundreds of thousands of miles, and it's a joke to find a marker to confirm its location in a sea of woods with high and low winds.

The high demonic environment characteristic of the Black Forest also makes a lot of detective or prophetic witchcraft seem more like it, and prophetic magic sticks don't work here, and often even take you directly into the nest of a horrible monster.

And flying so windy in the sky can easily be the target of powerful monsters.

Demons in the Black Forest all possess a strong sense of territory, and if you sneak past the edge of its territory quietly, it won't feel it. But if you do it yourself, you have to fly over...

Decorate their caves with your dead bones, which may be the only thing that's happened to you!

The Ten Mile Mountain Forest up ahead is just a small trial for the difficult journey ahead.

As they go deeper, the green in the forest gradually becomes darker. By the time the ten mile border passes, look at it and see another strange world that is different from the one before.

Looking up, the sky above the Black Forest is full of dark tree crowns covering the sky, like a night sky full of stars.

The black leaves layered over each other, shielding the sunny skies outside, making up the darkest night. And what flashes is the light blue fluorescence that's everywhere in the forest, like fireflies. It's them that add an unusual sense of beauty to this‘ night sky '.

In addition to such beautiful ‘night sky’ scenery, the environment of the black forest is also particularly elegant.

The forest is full of fragrant floral notes, and the entire forest floor is filled with soft green grass with straight ankles, stepping on it like stepping on a beautiful velvet carpet, so soft that you want to lie on it and roll.

To be honest, every black forest has a completely different style and tone.

If the black forest that passed through the North before is full of shadows, darkness and chaos, the black forest in front of it is full of magic, strangeness and glory.

Grimm's journey was like a sudden invasion of a magical forest, full of magic, full of beauty and grandeur.

Many of the people here have never seen such fantastic scenery before, and they've been a little stunned for a while. Years ago, several Lovey people who came out of this place also straightened their backs, wiped off the sweat beads on their foreheads, and opened their hearts and minds to the strange view of the place.

Grimm, on the other hand, silently looks at everything in front of him, and the elemental vision presents another totally different world.

In the dark jungle, a hint of magical energy flows.

As inexhaustible magic nutrients, they nourish the world in front of them a little bit.

In Grimm's vision, the grass, the flowers, the birds, the body is filled with elemental particles that represent magical energy.

Red is fire, blue is wind, brown is earth, green is wood, blue water, purple is mind… layer by layer, piece, pile by pile, intense magical energy immerses the entire forest in the magical ocean.

In such an environment, as long as it is not a stone of ignorance, it is possible to develop enough wisdom to produce intelligent life comparable to that of a wizard...

The Black Forest, seriously, should be called the Magic Forest!