* Boom! Boom! *
Two firebats ignited waves of inextinguishable flames on the ground. An acolyte snorted and left the Secret Mirror with a spatial distortion.
"Only 120 points huh … Only 60 points were allocated." Grimm frowned and muttered to himself.
Without Claytia's guidance, Grimm was simply unable to sweep through the area with a clear and fast target like before. Moreover, he had to frequently deal with acolytes who only had slightly more than 100 points, greatly reducing Grimm's "clearing" speed. So much so that today was already the ninth day of the Holy Tower Tryouts, yet Grimm was still wandering around in the 11th District.
At the same time, the acolytes in the 11th District felt as if they were living in a nightmare!
In the secret communication that was surging in the dark, all the remaining strong sorcerer-apprentices in the 11th district knew that a super strong person from the outer domain had come to their district. Any sorcerer-apprentice whose imprint value was more than 100 would attack without mercy.
As time passed, those acolytes whose imprint value did not reach 100 left the Secret Mirror in succession. It could be said that every acolyte Grimm encountered had become a target of attack. Following Grimm's nightmarish sweep, this originally flourishing area had already become a "desolate and dilapidated" land. Often, it would be difficult for Grimm to even see a single person in less than half an hourglass.
The 11th District, on the contrary, had become the district that Grimm had swept through the most thoroughly.
However, Grimm had also begun to faintly sense that the acolytes in this district seemed to have begun to prepare some sort of huge and intricate trap. If he were to continue to sweep through unscrupulously and stupidly like this, it was possible that he would fall into their trap.
Since there was no longer any competition, Grimm naturally would not foolishly test out this trap that had been laid out by an unknown number of acolytes in secret. With a cold laugh, Grimm muttered, "It's time to leave. It's already the last day. Let's go take a look at the 12th District!"
Thinking like this, Grimm unexpectedly left the 11th District without the slightest bit of hesitation. He had been sweeping through the forest of obelisks for several days.
The black moist soil on the ground emitted a faint fishy smell. Perhaps ordinary people would not be able to smell it, but to Grimm's canine nose, it was extremely sensitive.
Hmm?
A beam of light appeared in Grimm's field of vision. Looking at the direction in which the other party was flying, it was actually the opposite of Grimm's. It seemed to be flying from Sector 12 to Sector 11.
Feeling the light element within, Grimm's eyes flashed with a dazzling light under the Ashen Mask. He said in amazement, "Wings of Light, Yerko Dar? It must be him. Hmph, after the 14th District, he actually went to the 12th District. The points he has … "
Hmph!
With a sneer, Grimm, who had been flying calmly in the sky, suddenly exploded with terrifying light and heat. It was as if a red sun had suddenly risen in the dusky sky. Violent elemental waves were emitted without restraint. With a twist of his body, Grimm appeared tens of meters away. Immediately afterward, with a flash of the sporadic power of thunder, his body turned into an afterimage and shot out twenty to thirty meters away. With another twist, he appeared tens of meters away again.
Under the frightening and shocking power, Grimm used an open and aboveboard force to crush everything as he pressed toward the distant speck of light. It was as if a terrifying giant beast with its wings spread to cover the sky and earth, leaving a large shadow on the ground, was going all out to attack an innocent traveling bard.
With Grimm's speed, a distance of more than a thousand meters would only take a dozen or so breaths!
…
This Sorcerer-Apprentice proficient in the light element was precisely the 11th District's extremely famous Wings of Light, Yerko Dar.
The 11th District was different from other districts. Although this district had not given birth to a standard legendary Sorcerer-Apprentice in the last 100 years, it still produced many talented people. At the very least, it had more Sorcerer-Apprentices than the 12th's top ten experts. Many of the top Sorcerer-Apprentices had their own trump cards. Among them, there were six people that Weeks was extremely afraid of!
Apart from those six people, there were also several small groups that were even more frightening than those six people.
This was because if he were to encounter those six people alone, Yerko Dar could rely on the characteristics of his sorcery to still take the initiative. However, if he were to carelessly fall into the traps set up by those few small groups …
It was precisely because of the formidable nature of the inner circle that Yerko Dar realized that it was really too difficult to collect points in the 11th District. Perhaps he would only have a chance if he were to charge around in the outside world …
Yerko Dar was also a Sorcerer-Apprentice who was unwilling to be ordinary. Otherwise, he would not have been able to climb to the apex of the 11th District's few Sorcerer-Apprentices in a mere 40 years.
It was precisely because of his heart's dreams, desires, ambitions, and self-confidence in his own strength that Yerko Dar had first arrived at the 14th District. After a fierce battle, Yerko Dar had instinctively sensed that the Sorcerer-Apprentices of other districts seemed to be somewhat different from his own district due to his speed and flexibility occupying an absolute advantage.
It seemed …
That the average standard was weaker than the Sorcerer-Apprentices of his own district?
Yerko Dar gradually verified his own conjecture, and what followed was incomparable excitement! If he could take advantage of his speed to quickly sweep away the weaklings of the five districts, wouldn't those strong people who could match his strength in a situation where their speed was not as fast as his could only look on helplessly and sigh?
Thinking like this, Yerko Dar could almost see the pinnacle of rewards waving at him in a split second. His future was bright.
Until …
When Yerko Dar met that male Sorcerer-Apprentice of the 14th District's central district, Earth Heart Wicky, and when the other party used a disdainful tone to ridicule him as simply a flea, when the other party simply ignored him, when no matter what attack he used on the other party's body, it seemed to only tickle him, Yerko Dar understood one thing.
That was, above the apex Sorcerer-Apprentices of the 11th District, there was still another level!
However, Yerko Dar very quickly realized Earth Heart Wicky's weakness. That was, when both his feet left the ground, that kind of terrifying strength of his would weaken a lot. Therefore, the other party would never leave the ground.
In this case, he could completely choose to ignore him and continue to collect points.
Subsequently, Yerko Dar arrived at the 12th District. Yerko Dar discovered that the average strength of this district was unexpectedly completely not weaker than that of his own 11th District. This was because he had encountered several Sorcerer-Apprentices that he found troublesome.
But!
These Sorcerer-Apprentices all seemed to be afraid of something, as if the shadow of an even more frightening fellow was shrouding the skies of this district. Subsequently, Yerko Dar finally learned of this district's two strongest legendary rank Sorcerer-Apprentices, Ice Age Mille and Primal Curse Althio. For the first time, Yerko Dar also had a new concept of dividing Sorcerer-Apprentices' ranks.
Above a Sorcerer-Apprentice like himself, there was still the legendary rank of Sorcerer-Apprentice? A Sorcerer-Apprentice capable of contending against an official level-1 Body Refinement Sorcerer?
Coincidentally, when Yerko Dar encountered Mille and Mina, whose strength had dropped greatly, when the other party said that there were even stronger Sorcerer-Apprentices in the Holy Tower Tryouts, when the scene of all the stone pillars collapsing, the earth crisscrossing, and the ground being fragmented within several hundred meters of the area where the great battle had taken place appeared before Yerko Dar's eyes …
Yerko Dar understood that above the legendary rank, there was still a nightmare rank Sorcerer-Apprentice that perhaps would not be born in dozens of Holy Tower Tryouts!
And in this session of the Holy Tower Tryouts, this kind of nightmare rank Sorcerer-Apprentice had been born!
After his heart trembled with fear, Yerko Dar suddenly felt incomparably excited. This was because a sky that was far vaster than what he had imagined appeared in front of Yerko Dar. In these past few decades, Yerko Dar had already become disgusted with those familiar faces and sorcery. He was disgusted with the senseless factional struggles between each other, and he was disgusted with the uncertainty and bewilderment of not knowing his next goal.
Feeling the abundant points on his forehead, Yerko Dar understood his own insignificance and also extinguished his thoughts of fighting for the peak reward. Just like a Sorcerer who had returned from his travels and intended to return to the Sorcerer World, Yerko Dar flew in the direction of the 11th District.
Below him was the moist black soil. Yerko Dar was in a state of longing and bewilderment as he contemplated something.
However, along with the sudden explosion of an indescribably terrifying elemental fluctuation in the distant sky, along with the oppressive pressure that was like the terrifying power of the sun in the sky, along with the crushing of that grand energy fluctuation that could destroy everything, Yerko Dar's original beautiful longing immediately turned into despair!
This was a nightmare rank Sorcerer-Apprentice!?
Was this really just a Sorcerer-Apprentice? This kind of frightening power was simply not something that a Sorcerer-Apprentice should have, ah! Even if he used another few decades to learn the profound knowledge of sorcery that his mentor had imparted, and then used another few decades to complete some of his mentor's visions as well as his own deductions and conjectures, at most he would reach the level of a legendary Sorcerer-Apprentice.
But …
This kind of power, in the end, what sorcery magic had he learned? What ancient magic books and scrolls had he obtained? This was simply not the power that a Sorcerer-Apprentice should possess!
…
That's right!
Yerko Dar would never understand the true essential difference between a nightmare rank Sorcerer-Apprentice and all other Sorcerer-Apprentices …
The strength of a nightmare rank Sorcerer-Apprentice was not because of the power of sorcery, but because of knowledge! Stepping in the footprints of their predecessors, Sorcerer-Apprentices could only forever live in the shadows of others. They were unable to find the true meaning of their own existence and shine with a unique radiance that belonged to them.
Only by walking a path that belonged to them, relying on knowledge to realize the sorcery that was most suitable for them, could they be the most powerful Sorcerer-Apprentice!
Perhaps, when a Sorcerer-Apprentice picked up a magic book for the first time and grasped their first sorcery, the mentality of that split second had already determined the future of this Sorcerer-Apprentice and the highest achievements they could attain.
When all the Sorcerer-Apprentices were excited about obtaining "great" power, excited that as long as they could find magic books and learn even more powerful sorcery, they would be able to obtain even greater power. Those knights who were once aloof and remote could be casually killed by them, and they could control their own destinies. What a joyous joy this was!
However, there were only a few "foolish" Sorcerer-Apprentices who were pondering why this was so …
And among these few "foolish" Sorcerer-Apprentices, the vast majority would die in all kinds of disastrous battles because of their own foolishness and weakness, forever being buried in the yellow soil and the long river of ordinary human history.
But …
There would always be a very, very, very, very, very few "foolish" Sorcerer-Apprentices who would, in the future, become a "legend" that all Sorcerer-Apprentices could only hope to reach. They would use their decisive power to suppress all the "intelligent" Sorcerer-Apprentices, and they would become the true nightmare of all Sorcerer-Apprentices living in the same period and the same region as them.
These were the nightmare rank Sorcerer-Apprentices of the Elemental Sorcerer-Apprentices.
They were the true protagonists among the Sorcerer-Apprentices of a period and a region.
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