Age of Adepts

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Glim now needs time to grow.

Although he is convinced that his two generations are complemented by biochips, the improvement of individual abilities will never be weaker than those talented geniuses, but his growth will take time. Just as a young animal needs time and space to grow up, even if Grimm has inserted his wings, his growth will require a lot of time to settle and a huge amount of resources.

Now, he is in the weak period of strength. If he can find a senior apprentice to take shelter, it will undoubtedly have great benefits for his growth. Therefore, for Mary’s active wings, he was willing to do so.

However, this kind of shelter is not unilateral. To a certain extent, Grimm also wants to show his own value and try to make this "relationship" closer to alliance rather than trust.

Simplely dealt with the head of Simba in his hand. If Grimm is not mistaken, the soul of Simba still remains in this head. If it is not handled in time, I am afraid that my loot will fade a lot.

This is a ghost leader who is strong enough to match a senior apprentice. Anyway, whether it is a soul experiment or a voodoo ritual, it is a good witchcraft material.

There were 3 outsiders who broke into the magic swamp. The Alice who was here did not kill it, but let her let the blood go. The arrogant guy, at this moment, I am afraid that I will be detached from the skin. As for the other two, there have been mad women and eagle eyes to deal with, and it is not until the end of Grimm to worry about it.

And Mary, this guy, is obviously more interested in the blood of the other two outsiders, and does not say hello to Grem, and the vampire bat rushes into the fog. Glim can only carry a lot of spoils, with a full of fright, sneak back to the wizard tower.

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Numerous blurred light and shadows swayed in front of the eyes, and the strong spatial vertigo made it difficult for her to distinguish between the southeast and the north.

However, with the perception of space in the source of talent, Alice struggled to break through the wrinkles of the Netherstorm, opened a space crack, and re-drilled back into the original world.

In the void, a crack in the space of the swimming space was opened, and Alice headed down and planted it.

Boom……

Damn!

Alice, who lost almost all her strength, slammed into the hard, cold slate, and the painful pain made her unable to bear the snow and snow.

Damn bastard, **** vampire, don't let me recover. I have to raise my wounds, I must...

Alice, who was complaining about the curse of her heart, suddenly stopped her movements, glaring at her own eyes and watching the terrible figure that appeared in front of her eyes in horror. The strong fear caught her heart and made her dare not act rashly.

Alice sneaked around for a while, only to find herself in a dark closed stone room. This is not the escape point she set up for herself in advance, and she is not in front of any of the wizard apprentices she is familiar with.

Look at the other thin and dry body, look at the other side of the gray sorcerer's robes and high-top hat, look at the other side's sullen smile...

Alice finally couldn't help but exclaim: "Anderson's wizard!"

The thin old man in the stance is the owner of the swamp tower, the first-order wizard Anderson.

And he undoubtedly has the highest management authority of the swamp tower. Therefore, the space transfer used by Alice in her last escape was undoubtedly changed by his target location, so that the little Loli who had suffered the pain directly sent himself to him.

The horror of a true wizard is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

Seriously, from the beginning of the apprenticeship, the wizards and apprentices have begun to deeply transform their bodies. In their eyes, the body shape of the body shape or not, the appearance of handsome or not, is far less important than the strength of strength.

If someone comes out to count it, it will be found that there are more than half of the more than 50 sorcerer apprentices in the swamp tower, which is still pure human body.

Blood transformation, biological transformation, witchcraft pollution variation... This is the most direct consequence of their efforts to become stronger. The boundary between man and inhuman is not so obvious in the wizarding world.

Even the wizard apprentices are like this. Compared with them, the formal wizard who has apparently sublimated the essence of life has pushed the transformation of the flesh to the limit.

Can endure the cruel and painful transformation process, can endure the long and lonely knowledge exploration, can use all means to make himself strong, how can the wizards who have experienced such hardships and struggles have any thoughts of pure people?

The most intuitive impression of the wizards who refer to the wizarding world is that they are powerful, insidious, evil, and cold. Although they claim to be servants of knowledge, they always walk on the path of collecting knowledge, but their means of acquiring knowledge is absolutely not called kindness and peace.

The Wizarding World, as a large-scale plane rarely seen in the entire multiverse, inevitably enslaves thousands of small and medium-sized planes. They frantically extracted resources and knowledge from those defeated planes to arm and strengthen their strength. A wizarding family who does not have his own private plane, I am afraid that even the end of the sorcerer's mainland is not counted.

At the forefront of the sorcerer's world planes are the wizards who are armed to the teeth. And the first-order wizards like Anderson, in the vast battlefield of the plane of conquest, are just the lowest level of cannon fodder.

Yes, the lowest level of combat units in the Wizarding World Plane is the first-order wizard. As for the wizard apprentices, these rookies, which cannot be adapted to the law of the plane of the plane, are not eligible for cannon fodder.

So the more wizards I have experienced, the more Alice is full of awe.

Although her space talent is already the best source of talent, but in front of these formal wizards, it is still just a canary that can be pinched to death. In the wizarding world, talent only represents your potential and does not represent your strength. For thousands of years, the genius of sad death in the dark corner is still less?

So when Alice realized that she was facing a formal wizard, she immediately convinced all her pride and arrogance. Even if the heavy injury on her body hurts coldly, she would not feel like she was alone. Waiting for the other party's interrogation.

"My mood is very bad today, because there are a few bugs that slipped into my garden when I was doing experiments. Why, the little guy from Fanny's cabin, who instructed you to break into my territory? "Anderson's sorcerer's face does not see the joys, sorrows and sorrows, and Morin's cold tone even Alice can't help but fight a cold war."

"The respected Anderson sorcerer, my mentor, Deborah, let me come here to send you a letter." Alice did not dare to neglect, and quickly showed her intentions.

"What is Deborah's crazy woman?" Anderson frowned at the doubtful question: "You are the genius apprentice that Deborah received three years ago! Why, if you have a little ability, you want to run to me to practice?" Hey... little girl, didn’t your mentor tell you, I hate being disturbed? Right, those two bugs are also Fanny’s cabin?”

Alice squatted and stood up, and hurriedly replied: "No, we met in the outer part of the swamp. They all came over after taking the task. One of them was Mandasso College and the other was the Black Hand Association."

"Task? Are you taking the mission to come to my magical swamp?"

"Yes, we all took the trial task in their respective organizations before they ventured into it!"

"Damn, damn... I know that the stalwart guys will not let go here. Here is the magic swamp! Here is my private territory, and those **** have turned this into a mission. I will report this **** act to the committee at the next wizard meeting..."

Xu was poked in some pain, and some of the mad Anderson sorcerers became more and more crazy, screaming and screaming at some of the distant guys with a vicious curse. At the excitement, Anderson even changed seven or eight languages ​​in succession, and Alice could understand or recognize only three.

After waiting for a sigh of relief, Anderson’s sorcerer slammed his mouth, and the cold gaze once again stared at Alice’s body.

"Look at what you still know about awe, I won't leave you. But if you break into my garden and destroy it, you can't have no discipline. This will give you a lesson!" With Anderson's witch in his hands The long stick was light, and a little green manglet suddenly flew into the right eye socket of Alice's hollow.

At the same time, a strange ring appeared at Alice's feet. After the spells flickered for a few times, a flash of light flashed, and Alice disappeared into the stone room.

Almost as Alice was forced to leave, the two auras who were still rampant in the depths of the swamp also had the same aura of transmission, and when they flashed, they were expelled from the magic swamp.

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The entrance to the magic swamp.

This is a deserted hillside.

Its front stretches out of the magical swamp covered by thick smog, overlooking the inside, in addition to the swampy swamp water pool, is the disorderly growth of thorn bushes and ghostly shaved wormwood, and there is nothing surprising.

After a dazzling glare flashed, Alice fell to the ground again.

Not waiting for her to climb from the ground, the white light flashed, two familiar figures appeared in her sight.

Alice stood up and hurriedly took out various bottles and cans from her pockets and began to work hard to recover her injuries. Although she has left the magic swamp here, she still dare not complain about the wizard.

The ghost knows if the **** wizard has the means to continue to monitor them. Once he heard some bad words, I am afraid I really don't want to leave here.