On the 99th floor of the Black Iso Tower, it was still a familiar scene.
After the Regional Academy War, the sorcerer-apprentices entered the secret realm of the Black Iso Tower in batches on the Transmission Scale and returned to this floor one by one.
The magical lights were being pulled by the distortion of space. Glenn stood behind Norris on the Hexagram Platform, recalling the memories of his youth as if they were still vivid in his mind.
Whoosh!
The magic array flashed, and the space under his feet was distorted. His body felt as if it was stretched into noodles. In a trance, Grimm and Norris came to a dark world where there was no distinction between day and night.
Familiar rules, attached to the sorcerer world. This was the secret realm of the Black Iso Tower.
Just when Grimm was thinking about this, he was slightly stunned. He cut open the dimensional gap and a purple key glowed faintly. There was a faint connection between the purple key and a will.
"Grimm, have you come to the secret realm of the Black Iso Tower?"
This voice …
That's right. Grimm would never forget that this was the great will connected with the Stigmata Friendship Key when he fought against Hill Woods during the Holy Tower Apex Battle. It was this Stigmata Friendship Key that guaranteed him the foundation to defeat the sorcerer-apprentices from the five territories.
The giant bird with extremely high life strength should be one of the highest level soul slaves of the great Black Iso Tower Stigmata Sorcerer.
Grimm said respectfully, "Yes, I plan to meet the great Black Iso Tower Stigmata Sorcerer."
"Oh … I see. I thought you were summoning me to the sorcerer world. I'm so sleepy. Go back to sleep."
The giant bird stopped talking and the Stigmata Friendship Key no longer glowed and fell into Grimm's palm.
For creatures of this level, the concept of time was probably similar to Norris's. Time had always been calculated in terms of hundreds of years.
Even the lifespan of some special creatures in the foreign world was not limited to one era like the sorcerers, so they did not care about the baptism of time at all.
"Let's go, this way."
Norris carried Grimm in one direction and flew at a high speed. The vast, dark sea was tumbling. Occasionally, there would be a "bang" sound and a water column hundreds of meters high would fall down. It seemed to be the unique rules of this World Fragment.
After flying for a few hourglasses, a vague shadow appeared above the sea. Peranos turned around and said, "The Maglev Island has fallen. The great Black Iso Tower Stigmata Sorcerer lives on it all year round. It's all up to you in a while."
Grimm held his breath and looked into the distance.
It was a huge island in the shape of an inverted triangle that floated in the sky. It was hundreds of times larger than the Void Fortress of the Shadow World expedition.
The floating island did not seem to be a part of this world at all. It was faintly repelling the rules of the world fragments in all directions as it floated in the sky.
"This is a Starfall Void, one of the few materials known to wizards in the Endless World that are immune to the energy of the void," Norris explained while flying.
After a little less than half an hourglass, Grimm and Norris finally flew to the edge of the Maglev Island.
The island was densely covered with flowers and plants. The hundred-meter-tall trees were verdant and lush, and the tyrannical aura of life was undisguised.
However, what really shocked Grimm was the aura that the "master of the island" inadvertently revealed. It was as if there was a huge magnetic field that enveloped the entire Maglev Island, constantly releasing, telling outsiders that there was a terrible life on this floating island.
"Norris, what's the matter?"
An energy ball appeared. Before Grimm had time to react, the energy ball split into two. After a flash, two Hexagram Magic Arrays formed under Grimm and Norris's feet.
With a whoosh, the Magic Array distorted the space.
Grimm's vision blurred. The next moment, he appeared in the air in a strange place. His position relative to Norris was still the same.
This is …
As far as Grimm could see, there was a huge book, 100 meters long and 100 meters wide, open on the ground. An old wizard in a black robe was holding a goose feather pen, half squatting in the center of the open page. He lowered his head and wrote sorcerer characters only the size of a grain of rice.
The whole page had long been densely packed with a large number of words, like the stars in the sky, innumerable.
The thickness of this huge book was at least ten meters, and it looked like half of it had already been written.
In the book, the space around the old Sorcerer's body seemed to be collapsing layer by layer under an inexplicable pressure. Spatial cracks spread out like countless tentacles, but they were immediately repaired by the laws of the world. The old Sorcerer looked blurry, and one could only vaguely make out his withered skin and black Sorcerer's robe.
It was incomparably mysterious. The old wizard raised his head. The cracks in the space were sometimes long and sometimes short. When they jumped, there was a faint creaking sound, as if a sleeping giant had taken a nap.
"Eh? Norris, why did you bring your disciple here? "
The old wizard looked at Grimm, slightly stunned, and then said in surprise, "The Shadow of Nightmare?"
Grimm's eyes widened in disbelief. A bruise on his skin peeled off like a piece of paper and floated up. With a swoosh, it flew toward the horrifying old sorcerer and was imprisoned in the black sphere energy barrier in the old sorcerer's hand.
The bruised claw mark jumped left and right in the black sphere, but it didn't help.
The bruised claw mark hit the inside of the black sphere again and again. "Bang, bang, bang." It could be seen that the strength of the claw mark was great. But the black sphere was so calm, not even a ripple, as if it was separated into two different worlds.
In the eyes of low-level wizards, the magic tricks performed by high-level wizards were so mysterious and incredible.
After a while, the claw mark in the black sphere seemed to give up this way of struggling, and began to twist like melting ice. Vaguely, an ugly and ferocious ghost face appeared.
"Roar!"
This ghost face was like the head of some kind of marine primitive creature. A disc-like mouth occupied half of the ghost face, and it had no eyes. It roared at the old wizard, but the black sphere still didn't move.
"Keke, it's really like what's described. It's a group of shadows in nightmares, parasitic in the dream of creatures to control the host. Interesting, interesting … "
After the old wizard finished, he thought for a while, opened a crack in the space with one hand, and threw the claw shadow into it. He raised his head and looked at Grimm again.
"Level 3 Glory Medal? Not bad, little guy. Norris has cultivated another good disciple. "
Grimm didn't show his wizard cover, but the old wizard had already learned about Grimm's Glory Medal.
After saying this, the old wizard stood up from the huge book, and the quill in his hand disappeared into thin air. He rubbed his chin with one hand and said worriedly, "Originally, you're Norris' disciple, and you've just found the coordinates of an unknown world for me two hundred years ago. It's natural to help you seal this Nightmare Phantom, but …"
Norris interrupted the old sorcerer and said urgently, "Master of the tower, Grimm's Nightmare Shadow was not formed naturally. It was induced by infection from an ancient ruin with an abnormal body."
Grimm followed his master's signal and quickly said, "Great Black Isotta Stigmata Sorcerer, my master has already told me about the 'Metal Destroyer Civilization'. He is also well aware of the impact of sealing the Nightmare Phantoms at this time on the tragic war that you may participate in in the future. But I think if you can get that ancient ruin, the help it will be to you will be far greater than the loss of sealing the Nightmare Phantom at this time. "
Infected and induced by the Aberration ancient ruin?
The old wizard looked up and down at Grimm for a while, and murmured, "Hmm, so much? It seems that the scale of the ruin is not small. "
Grimm didn't dare to speak again. At this moment, standing in front of the old wizard, Grimm felt as if he was standing next to the toe of a thousand-meter giant. As long as the giant was slightly distracted and accidentally forgot his existence, he would be inadvertently trampled into ashes by the other party.
This was close to the extreme pressure of the life level.
After a while.
Squeak … Boom …
As the huge book that was a hundred meters long and wide slowly closed, the Black Iso Tower Stigmata Sorcerer stuffed the whole huge book into the unknown crack, and joked, "Seal, seal, seal. Well, really, Norris, you little guy, don't look at me with that kind of resentful eyes, I can't stand it … Just treat it as collecting some specimens, little one, take me to the ancient ruin first. Where is it? "
Grimm sighed and showed a relaxed smile.
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