About three meters below the soil, in the bud, Grimm held a mid-grade magic stone in his hand to recover his mana. At the same time, he was also studying the method of controlling the imprint on his forehead.
In his constant research, Grimm had some discoveries.
Normally, even if he didn't replenish a bit of mana, his imprint would be like a blazing sun within a hundred meters, constantly reminding all the sorcerer-apprentices within this range.
And if Grimm's mana was always at full value, and he was motionless in one place without any movement, at the same time without any mana fluctuations, then the imprint's fluctuations would completely shrink into his body, just like a sorcerer-apprentice who didn't obtain any imprint.
And as long as Grimm made the slightest movement, even if it was just walking, the imprint's fluctuations would be emitted.
But at this time, the imprint's fluctuations were much smaller, about ten points of imprint fluctuations within a thirty meter radius.
If at this time, Grimm's body had mana fluctuations, no matter how small the fluctuations were, in a flash, within a thirty meter radius of Grimm's body would erupt with thirty points of imprint fluctuations. And when Grimm began to lose mana, this diameter would instantly spread to a hundred meters.
After figuring out the method of controlling the imprint's fluctuations, Grimm calculated the time, and finally, it was almost time for the first batch of secret planes to open.
Without wasting any more time, Grimm knocked on the bud. Immediately, after a wave of shaking, the soil above his head loosened, and a huge bud drilled out of the ground and opened, revealing Grimm inside.
A bottle of potion dripped onto the huge bud. After a moment of trembling, the bud shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a moment, it once again became an unremarkable seed.
Putting away the seed, Grimm carefully controlled his imprint's fluctuations and walked towards a high ground within his sight.
However, even if the imprint's fluctuations were only ten points of intensity within a thirty meter radius, it was still a target that many sorcerer-apprentices avoided. Grimm simply didn't see a single sorcerer-apprentice.
The thirty meters and a hundred meters range mentioned here were all imaginary numbers. Outside the range, there was still some radiation, and the specifics depended on the opponent's sensing ability.
Gradually, the sun began to set. When it was estimated that night would fall in half an hourglass, Grimm sensed two relatively strong magic waves.
One was about a kilometer away, and the other was about three to four kilometers away.
Occupying a high vantage point, Grimm looked through the dense forest towards the source of the mana fluctuation that he sensed closest to him. There seemed to be some inexplicable changes happening there. Some of the forest had been pushed down, and at the same time, there was a faint roar of a beast that seemed to have lost its mind.
"The Arcana Land has opened."
Grimm was a little excited. While he was trying his best to control the fluctuations of his imprint, he moved as fast as he could towards the nearest Arcane Territory, hoping to win the reward of this Arcane Territory.
Of course, it would be even better if he could accumulate some more marks along the way.
Following the opening of the Secret Territory, the people in the training grounds finally began to gather, all gathering towards the opening of the Secret Territory.
Along the way, Grimm also met a few Sorcerers acolytes who were also rushing towards the Secret Territory. However, these people were very careful, and after seeing Grimm, they basically did not come close. Grimm was also unwilling to mobilize his mana to chase after them.
Just like that, everyone hurried to the gathering point in a relatively safe environment.
After a while, Grimm finally arrived at the nearest Secret Territory. However, when Grimm saw this so-called Secret Territory, he revealed a disappointed expression.
"So simple and crude?"
That's right, this so-called Secret Territory that was opened for the first time was actually just a house that looked like it was decorated rather luxuriously. It simply could not be called a Secret Territory.
The only thing that made people somewhat concerned was that in front of this house, there was a huge tree that was more than thirty meters tall. Each branch was like an arm or a steel whip, killing any Sorcerers acolyte who wanted to approach the house.
At this moment, there seemed to be more than thirty people gathered in front of this Secret Territory, and there were vaguely Sorcerers acolytes rushing over from afar.
This huge tree had a mouth the size of a table, and its entire mouth was filled with cold, sharp teeth. It was chewing on the corpses of Sorcerers acolytes who had just been killed.
The beast-like roars that Grimm faintly heard from afar probably came from this huge mouth.
As for this strange huge tree's branches, they seemed to be extremely strong and tough. Ordinary Sorcerers acolytes would not be able to cause too much damage. However, when these arms curled up, it was like a nightmarish attack for Sorcerers acolytes.
"This is Raab's Rador's Nightmare Tree. It is said that normally, there is no difference from a normal huge tree, except that it needs to eat once every hundred years. If there is not enough blood and flesh, Raab's Rador's Nightmare Tree will never become a true huge tree, and will always be a carnivorous monster. "
A Sorcerers acolyte who seemed to be quite knowledgeable shouted.
"Blood and flesh? Where can we get blood and flesh for it now? It just devoured three Sorcerers acolytes, and there are still no signs of it being full. "
A Sorcerers acolyte said with an ugly expression.
At this moment, among the thirty or so Sorcerers acolytes in the huge field, two of them were obviously the strongest. These two's imprint waves had already reached the level of ten people, and they had two or three helpers by their side. There was simply no Sorcerers acolyte who dared to provoke these two small groups.
The remaining people were all on guard against each other and came alone. Only a few people came in groups.
"Where can we get blood and flesh? Haha, don't we have a lot of blood and flesh here?"
At this moment, a male Sorcerers acolyte with the imprint waves of ten people spoke.
This Sorcerers acolyte looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. His face was rather young, and his voice seemed to still be in the stage of puberty. However, his temperament was already quite cruel.
After saying this, this Sorcerers acolyte looked at the other Sorcerers acolyte with the imprint waves of ten people.
The female Sorcerers acolyte was riding on a giant bear made of earth elements. Her eyes flashed, but she did not reply. It seemed that she had not made up her mind to try and kill other Sorcerers acolytes here to "feed" that Raab's Rador's Nightmare Tree.
Grimm watched quietly from afar. He did not rashly walk over and waited for the opportunity to change.
At this moment, a Sorcerers acolyte with a simple invisibility spell could not wait any longer. He actually directly used his spell and ran towards the Secret Mirror. He did not care about that terrifying Raab's Rador's Nightmare Tree anymore.
At first, everyone only sneered, thinking that it was a fellow who was going to deliver blood and flesh. However, the next scene made everyone dumbfounded.
That Sorcerers acolyte's crude and crude disguise spell actually passed through Raab's Rador's Nightmare Tree and entered the room.
After a moment, there was a weak spatial fluctuation in the room. It seemed that there was a teleportation device in the Secret Mirror that transported that Sorcerers acolyte away safely.
Even Grimm could not help but be stunned for a moment. His eyes turned cold.
The Secret Mirror reward that was supposed to be in the bag was actually snatched away right under his nose. How could he not be angry?
Suddenly, Grimm seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the room that did not disappear and said in astonishment, "Could it be that the Secret Mirror did not just reward one person?"
"Ah … bastard! That bastard! He actually snatched away the magic tool that belonged to me! "
The male Sorcerers acolyte, who was about to descend into madness, looked at the hesitant female Sorcerers acolyte not far away and said, "If you still don't make up your mind, I won't be polite anymore!"
Gritting her teeth, the female Sorcerers acolyte riding on the giant earth element bear shouted coldly, "Kill!"
After getting a response, the male Sorcerers acolyte who was in puberty finally laughed coldly, "Even if you get the Secret Mirror's magic tool, I will still take it!"
After saying this, the Sorcerers acolyte signaled to a few of his friends on both sides. A few of them madly rushed towards the Sorcerers acolytes who came alone.
In the face of the attack, the Sorcerers acolytes who came alone, except for a small portion who disregarded everything and ran towards the Secret Mirror hut, most of them scattered in all directions. It seemed that they did not intend to participate in this matter anymore.
"Grimm!" At this moment, a female Sorcerers acolyte saw the masked Grimm. She shouted in surprise and ran towards Grimm recklessly.
This female Sorcerers acolyte turned out to be someone from the Death Sail League. She also seemed to be very familiar with Chris. The two of them were usually together.
Although Grimm had seen her a few times, he had never spoken to her. This person seemed to be called Eraltiven.
However, this was not important.
Grimm looked at the male Sorcerers acolyte who was in puberty and chased after Eraltiven, his heart filled with indescribable excitement. He shouted continuously, "Yes! Yes! That's it! Come closer! "
Grimm did not move. He completely withdrew all the waves from his acolyte's sigils.
Eraltiven looked at Grimm, who did not leave. Her eyes were filled with gratitude. She and Chris had not even formed a relationship yet, but Grimm had actually disregarded the danger to rescue her. What a loyal fellow. He was truly trustworthy.
Eraltiven did not think that Grimm had saved her because they were both members of the Death Sail League. That kind of relationship could allow them to form an alliance during normal times, but it was impossible for them to save each other in times of danger.
As for the other reasons, Eraltiven did not even think about it.
Looking at the male Sorcerers acolyte getting closer and closer, Grimm even began to excitedly lick his lips. It was a horrifying sight.
Eraltiven ran to Grimm's side and turned her head to gather mana to attack the pursuing Sorcerers acolyte. Panting, she said to Grimm behind her, "This fellow is very strong. He's from the Ivory Castle. Just hold him off. I've already contacted …"
Suddenly, a terrifying wave of imprint energy erupted from behind Erltiwen. It was like the sun in the sky, emitting endless light and heat. In an instant, all the nearby imprint energy waves were drowned out. Erltiwen's imprint energy waves were like a reef in a raging sea, submerged without a trace.
In the split second when Lin mobilized his magic power, all the sorcerer-apprentices within the scope of the Mirror Contest turned aghast one after another. They looked at the excited, cruel, and evil grin on Glenn in disbelief.
"Run!"
Without any hesitation, the female Sorcerer-Apprentice riding on the giant bear ran into the distance. The giant bear left a tremor in the ground.
Eraltiven did not move. Her face was deathly pale. She looked in disbelief at the Sorcerer-Apprentice who was submerged in the terrifying fire-elemental energy. The Sorcerer-Apprentice whose sigils had reached ten!
Was this all because of Grimm?
Grimm sprinted and condensed another fireball on his fingertip. He threw it at a Sorcerer-Apprentice who could not pull away from Grimm in time. With a wave of fire, the Sorcerer-Apprentice did not even have time to scream.
At this moment, Grimm was like a hungry wolf rushing into a flock of sheep. He greedily slaughtered any prey his claws could reach. After Grimm killed the fourth Sorcerer-Apprentice, there was no one left in the huge secret plane.
"Demon, I'll remember you!" In the distance, a frightened Sorcerer-Apprentice screamed at Grimm, but he did not stop to run.
Grimm ignored him. He licked his lips and said, "Fifty sigils."
Looking at the pale Eraltiven in the distance, Grimm did not go over to greet her. He just smiled slightly and walked straight to the Raab's Nightmare Tree.
However, Grimm's smile was like a demon baring his fangs in Eraltiven's eyes. Her already stiff body trembled instinctively as beads of sweat oozed out of her body. Her face was pale and unsightly.
"No, no, your sigils are over thirty. You can enter the room directly."
At this moment, the Raab's Nightmare Tree spoke.
Grimm was startled. Then he smiled and said, "Interesting."
Walking straight into the room, Grimm saw nine identical magic staffs standing on stands. One of the stands was empty, as if someone had taken it away.
Grimm thought for a moment and said, "Is this the reward? It looks like … it's just a simple magic sealing tool. "
As soon as Grimm's hand touched one of the magic staffs, a power that distorted space appeared in the room. Grimm's figure and the magic staff disappeared with a whoosh.
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