Seven days later.
Grimm suddenly stopped flying in mid-air. Myna opened his eyes and asked in a bored tone, "What's wrong? Is the direction wrong again? Didn't you confirm five days ago that this is the Bramble Forest? "
"Look below," Grimm said in a low voice.
Below?
Myna stood on Grimm's shoulder and looked down. He said in disdain, "A group of sorcerer-apprentices playing a killing game? What's there to see? "
Grimm shook his head.
Myna would never understand what this once-in-a-decade "killing game" meant to every batch of new sorcerer-apprentices.
Coincidentally, the area that Grimm passed by today happened to be the place where the test for new sorcerers from the six academies was held.
With the flying altitude of an official sorcerer, coupled with a layer of magic interference, these sorcerer-apprentices who only had the ability to fly would never be able to detect Grimm's presence.
In Glenn's eyes, these sorcerer-apprentices with natural dust implanted on their foreheads were like sparks in the night sky. They were scattered all over the ground and could be seen everywhere.
Moreover, because the amount of natural dust implanted on each sorcerer-apprentice's forehead was different, the brightness of the sparks was also different.
Thinking back to when he was a new sorcerer-apprentice, the mysterious aura of the imprint on the forehead could suppress other sorcerer-apprentices. To the current Grimm, it was just a sorcerer's influence on the force of nature. But to the Grimm of that time, it was so mysterious.
It was as if he could never imagine how a powerful sorcerer could master such an ability.
Sorcery knowledge was like this.
When it was not mastered, it seemed unreachable, unattainable, unknown, and mysterious.
However, when a sorcerer truly grasped all the knowledge of this sorcery, he would realize that everything was just a thin layer of gauze. The principle seemed so simple, but it required an unimaginable amount of time, material, and energy to experiment and deduce.
How stupid.
Even if the future Sorcerers followed the path of knowledge explored by the previous Sorcerers, they would not understand such a simple step. Perhaps a few hourglasses of magic books would take a Sorcerer tens or even hundreds of years to explore, experiment, and summarize.
For example, sorcerer-apprentices could use the magic power in their bodies to activate the force of nature, which was a simple phenomenon of nature.
Who would have thought …
This was the great Ancient Celestial Sorcerer. In order to create a good relationship between Sorcerers and ordinary humans, to reduce the difficulty of advancing into a Sorcerer, and to increase the number of Sorcerers, she spent an unimaginable amount of time to summarize the laws of the Sorcerer World's Force of Nature, and then developed the Sorcerer World's Basic Elemental Sorcery.
In other words, in ancient times, there were only ordinary humans and official sorcerers in the Sorcerer World. There were no sorcerer-apprentices at all.
Hmm?
While Grimm was deep in thought, an "intense" battle broke out between the two sorcerer-apprentices on the ground.
A five-meter-tall tree giant with vines dancing all over its body roared, "Haha, what's wrong? You genius from the Ivory Castle, weren't you very arrogant just now? Why do you only know how to run away now? Are you scared by my Treefolk bloodline, little genius? "
On the other side of the sky, a sorcerer-apprentice in a sorcerer's robe, holding a magic staff, was surrounded by a faint power of thunder. However, he could not confront the sorcerer-apprentice with the Treefolk bloodline, and his face was flushed.
Grimm noticed that the sorcerer-apprentice in the sky should have a mark of about 60 on his forehead, while the sorcerer-apprentice on the ground with the Treefolk bloodline only had a mark of 13.
"Hmm, both of them are quite talented. They both have the level of 'Desperator' in the Newcomer Trial," Grimm thought.
"Caw, caw, caw, caw, caw, caw …"
Myna suddenly laughed, as if it had found something funny. It simply could not close its mouth. It covered its belly with one wing and pointed at the sorcerer-apprentice who had turned into a Treefolk with the other.
"Grimm, did you hear that? That little guy is proud of his Treefolk bloodline. That's so funny. I guess this little guy doesn't even know that this kind of Treefolk is just a bonsai of the ancient sorcerers, used to guard the laboratory and repel mosquitoes. How can he be proud of it? That's so funny. "
Grimm shook his head and said calmly, "There's nothing to laugh at. With the evolution of modern humans, their bodies have become weaker and weaker. Instead, their spiritual power has become stronger and stronger. This kind of Treefolk is indeed very powerful for ordinary humans."
After a pause, Grimm continued, "Strictly speaking, he should be a half-human in the sorcerer world. During the sorcerer-apprentice period, he relied on the other half of his bloodline and was indeed stronger. But on the other hand, the difficulty of becoming an official sorcerer is far greater than that of an ordinary sorcerer-apprentice. "
"Really, I don't know how many powerful creatures there are in the Otherworld. Although Bloodline Witchcraft has its drawbacks, in general, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, especially for those high-level creatures. This guy is proud of his bonsai bloodline. How ignorant. He won't be able to integrate high-level bloodlines in the future. "
Myna was tired of laughing. He turned his head and no longer watched the "farce" on the ground.
Grimm's eyes flashed and he muttered to himself, "They're just in a larger 'world laboratory' of the Stigmata Sorcerers. Because of their narrow vision, their knowledge is limited. Just like the group of Raindew Flower spirits who thought I was going to rape their world … "
Recalling his past as a sorcerer-apprentice, Grimm did not laugh at these sorcerer-apprentices.
Suddenly, Grimm, who was looking down at the newcomer's trial, turned around and looked at the two sorcerers who were flying towards him from a distance.
There were two sorcerers, one male and one female. Grimm had never seen either of them before.
The male sorcerer looked old and withered. He wore a blue sorcerer's robe and held a magic staff with an orange-gray flame in his hand. He did not seem to be out of the ordinary, but his pair of murky eyes were wide open.
The female sorcerer wore an exquisite soft metal armor. She had short hair and a flower tail like that of a cheetah. Her body was very strong, and her body was surrounded by a layer of smoke-like white energy.
"Dear sorcerer, you have now intruded into the screening area of the Holy Tower of Seven Rings' 12th District for sorcerer-apprentices from the six major sorcerer academies. I hope you can identify yourself and leave this area."
The female sorcerer stared closely at Grimm's eyes under the mask. She raised the corner of her mouth and said bluntly.
Although this mysterious sorcerer with long blonde hair, a gray-white spiral mask, and a myna standing on his shoulder gave the female sorcerer a huge sense of oppression, there were more than ten official sorcerers from the six major sorcerer academies guarding the trial area. The female sorcerer was not afraid of any conflict with this strange sorcerer.
"That's right, with the Mirror of Darkness …"
The old male sorcerer was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly shut his mouth. The female sorcerer beside him was shocked and quickly performed the sorcerer's etiquette to Grimm.
All of this was because Grimm suddenly revealed his sorcerer's barrier, and there was a Rank 3 Demon Hunter Honor Badge on it!
Demon Hunter Sorcerers represented the top combat power of elemental sorcerers in the sorcerer continent. They were sorcerers who had gone through the cruel war in the foreign world and the elimination of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They were sorcerers who had integrated combat into their own instincts. They were the sorcerers who specialized in combat among the elemental sorcerers.
With this honor badge, Grimm's current status in the sorcerer continent was comparable to that of an ordinary Rank 2 Arcane Sorcerer.
Grimm returned the salute to the two Arcane Sorcerers. Under the Mask of Truth, his expression could not be seen. He said in a low voice, "I came back this time hoping to return to the Black Isotta Academy to visit my mentor. I was just passing by. I hope I did not disturb this sorcerer-apprentice elimination trial."
The two Arcane Sorcerers showed their respect and said with a smile, "How could we disturb? They are just some children."
"So you are a master from the Black Isotta Academy. Hehe, we have three sorcerers from the Black Isotta Academy here. Do you need …"
Grimm shook his head. "There is no need. I like to travel alone. I will go back now."
After saying that, Grimm turned around and flew quickly in the direction of the Black Isotta Academy. The two Arcane Sorcerers watched him go.
A Rank 3 Honor Badge Demon Hunter Sorcerer was not a combat elite that ordinary Arcane Sorcerers could come into contact with.
The two Arcane Sorcerers suddenly looked at each other. The sorceress could not help but say, "This Demon Hunter Sorcerer, could it be because of that Black Sorcerer Hattori the Hidden?"
"Perhaps. I heard that in order to clean up the scum of the academy, the Bone Bell Tower not only sent out all the high-ranking sorcerers, but also invited back two Demon Hunters from the Holy Tower. They are preparing to clean up the academy. Sigh …"
The old male sorcerer let out a sigh.
The sorcerer-apprentices in the trial did not know what was happening outside the barrier. The selection trial was still going on, and they were constantly fighting for the mark points.
In the eyes of these sorcerer-apprentices, the mark points were their only goal. Black Sorcerers, the Holy Tower of Seven Rings, and Demon Hunters were too far away.
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