"So it's a teleportation mechanism?"
Grimm's vision blurred, and he appeared in an unfamiliar place. However, the teleportation distance this time seemed to be only a few kilometers. It wasn't too far, so he didn't feel any discomfort.
"Hmm?"
Grimm turned his head and sensed that there seemed to be another secret plane about two kilometers away from him.
Grimm was overjoyed. He didn't bother to hide his sun-like imprint, which was emitting turbulent waves. He then summoned the Wind Elemental Bat and rushed toward the secret plane.
At the same time, Grimm, who was on the bat's back, held the magic staff that he had just obtained and began to study it.
After a while, Grimm revealed a disappointed expression.
"It's just a simple magic staff with a Thunder Spell sealed in it. Its attack strength is around 35-45. Its characteristics are that it's fast, and it has a certain penetrative paralyzing effect. It also has a bonus attack against other elemental spells."
Shaking his head, this magic staff was of no use to Grimm. "It's only worth 350 to 450 magic stones in the academy. It's not as good as killing an acolyte."
However, if other acolytes had this kind of mass produced magic staff, their strength would increase significantly.
Moreover, the Thunder Spell sealed in the staff had a penetrative paralyzing effect. Whether it was killing the weak or escaping from the strong, it would have an unexpected effect.
Considering the other members of the team, Grimm continued to fly toward the secret plane.
After a while, Grimm arrived at the secret plane that he had sensed. Under Grimm's exaggeratedly powerful imprint, the tens of people in front of the secret plane huddled together and stared at Grimm nervously.
Jumping off the Wind Elemental Bat, his golden curly hair and the Fountain of Joy earrings fluttered in the air. A pale mask with purple swirls on it was worn, concealing any facial expression.
"Bang!" As Grimm's feet landed firmly on the ground, the legendary "Might of the Strong" already had a bit of it.
"It's you!"
A voice came from the opposite group, with an expression of disbelief.
This person was at least 1.85 meters tall. His long golden hair flowed down his back, and his face was covered with a thick beard. His broad and solid chest was exposed, with some black chest hair faintly visible.
This person was Lafite's pursuer, Amida, one of the three leaders of the crowd on the ground. Beside him were two unfamiliar members of the Death Sail League.
"Amiida."
Glenn responded indifferently. He didn't seem to care too much about Almiida's previous rudeness, because Glenn could see that although this guy was annoying, from the bottom of his heart, this guy loved Lefay far more than he loved himself.
As for why Lafite chose Grimm, it could only prove that Grimm was a lucky fellow. Lafite had captured the moment when his heart palpitated.
Moreover, Grimm would not foolishly challenge a team of a few dozen people who were hostile to him. That was no different from courting death.
Grimm went straight to the secret plane's guardian, Raab's Nightmare Tree, and asked in a loud voice, "Can you tell me the requirements to enter the secret plane?"
The crowd in the distance looked at Grimm like he was crazy. He was actually talking to a man-eating monster?
Some even thought excitedly that it would be best if the Raab's Nightmare Tree killed this guy directly.
However, what happened next made everyone's jaws drop. The Nightmare Tree actually spoke!
"Wisdom and strength. Your strength has already met the requirements, but you've already entered another secret plane once, so you can't go in again. "
This giant tree, which was slightly smaller than the Raab's Nightmare Tree that Grimm had met before, spoke.
"Oh, is that so …"
Grimm lowered his head and thought for a moment. He suddenly said, "What if I force myself to go in again?"
The Raab's Nightmare Tree swayed its branches and said slowly, "You've misunderstood. I'm only in charge of selecting qualified Magus acolytes. I won't stop you. Go ahead if you want."
As it spoke, the Raab's Nightmare Tree actually retracted all its branches and opened up a path for Grimm.
Grimm revealed a thoughtful expression. After a slight hesitation, he walked toward the secret plane's small hut.
"Wait a moment."
Suddenly, Amida, who was far away, gritted his teeth, as if he was forcefully controlling his emotions. He stood up and shouted at Grimm, "I want to know why I lost to you, and why Lafite chose you!"
As he spoke, the muscles on Amida's body began to bulge violently, as if they contained explosive power. At the same time, his mouth elongated, revealing two fangs. Black hair began to spurt out from his body, and in an instant, he transformed from a human into a ferocious beast.
"Gorilla Giant Ape Bloodline Sorcery?"
Grimm glanced at it indifferently and remained unmoved.
At this moment, the two Death Sail League comrades beside Amida exclaimed, "Amida, you're crazy. You're no match for him. His mark is too powerful!"
"Don't go! He'll kill you! "
Amida's eyes became moist in the face of his two comrades' persuasion. He shouted, "Don't bother! I'm willing to give up everything for Lafite. Even if Lafite chose this man, I respect her. However, I want to know why Lafite chose him! "
As he finished speaking, Amida let out a violent roar, as if he was a primordial beast without any rationality. The deafening roar could be heard several kilometers away.
Two thick arms pounded on his chest, producing dull thumping sounds. No one would doubt the terrifying power contained in those ridiculously thick arms.
With a boom, Amida's arms slammed into the ground, creating two small pits. "Let's fight, Grimm. I want to duel with you like a man!"
At this moment, everyone held their breaths as they watched Grimm. Many people's eyes were filled with anticipation, hoping that the idiot Amida would be able to test Grimm's limits.
Grimm stopped in his tracks towards the secret plane and slowly turned his head. After a long time, he muttered, "Boring …"
Amida's pupils shrank, and he looked at Grimm in disbelief. He couldn't believe that he could say such words.
"Magi aren't knights or wild beasts. They're creatures that use intelligence to fight. You're actually talking about a duel with me? Boring … "
After a pause, Grimm continued, "As for Lafite, only she knows her choice. I'm just luckier than you. Do you think that Lafite chose me because of my strength? No … I know her. She has a strong desire for control. If she finds out that I'm stronger than her, it'll be the end of all our feelings. "
Grimm had no intention of making a move.
He didn't know if Lafite would be unhappy if he really killed Amida.
Unknowingly, Lafite had become a very important person in Grimm's heart. Grimm didn't want Lafite to be sad over such a thing.
Amida stood in place for a long time, watching Grimm leave. His eyes actually became a little moist.
The deeper the love, the deeper the wound.
No one could understand why this somewhat impulsive Sorcerer-Apprentice would fall so deeply in love with the Venomous Tongue Queen, who was feared and loathed by many. Was it just because of her bright and beautiful appearance?
If that was the case, a man wouldn't be hurt so deeply.
The two companions beside Amida heaved a sigh of relief. Looking at the gorilla who was in so much pain, they silently shook their heads and sighed.
On the other side, Grimm didn't care too much about Amida's matter. He just slowly walked towards the secret plane in front of him. Feeling the faint magical waves directed at him, his body actually began to instinctively tremble, as if the magical waves were warning Grimm.
"These waves are completely different from the magical waves of an acolyte. They're actually starting to have some indescribable connection with the surrounding natural energy, suppressing me. Is this the power of a Magus?"
As Grimm got closer to the secret plane, the magical waves became more and more intense. His body instinctively trembled more and more violently.
Grimm had a feeling that if he were to use elemental spells in this place, the energy waves that could be pried up by a Magus's lever would at most be maintained at six times.
On the contrary, the five times elemental energy of the basic elemental magic formation seemed to be very little affected by these waves.
Slowly extending a palm, he wanted to pull open the secret plane's door. However, when Grimm's trembling palm was less than three centimeters away from the door, the magical waves violently erupted, as if warning Grimm that if he really touched the secret plane, he would be punished by the Magus.
After pausing for a full ten seconds, Grimm slowly withdrew his arm. His body firmly remembered this magical wave, and he strode away.
Grimm faintly guessed in his heart, could it be that the strange deterrent force of all the acolytes' foreheads originated from the simplification of the Magus's power waves?
This kind of power seemed to be the power of the soul, as well as the natural restraining power of all things. This was definitely not the power of advanced sorcery knowledge that acolytes could understand.
It was only until Grimm had completely disappeared that everyone in this secret plane heaved a sigh of relief. This was because the waves from Grimm's imprint were too powerful, so much so that even these acolytes did not have the courage to attack.
At this moment, a few acolytes with nimble minds came to Raab Rado's Nightmare Tree and tried to talk to it. However, the only response they got was the Nightmare Tree's merciless attacks.
It seemed that the Nightmare Tree had conditions to speak to. It was most likely to be those acolytes whose imprints had reached thirty.
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