On the 79th floor of the Black Iso Tower, in the hall of Norris' room.
Norris, Varro, Black Cat, Grimm, and a female wizard sat at a long table. In front of each of them was a huge plate, and the food on the plate was the precious food that was raised in the fish tank in the laboratory. It was called the plane fish.
"Grimm, this is your teacher's wife, Alice. She is also a famous gourmet of the Black Iso Tower. This plane fish was raised by your teacher's wife twenty-five years ago. Consider it a greeting gift to you today." Norris said with an embarrassed smile. Only, the ugly stitched scar on his face made his smile full of malevolence and terror.
Wizard Alice smiled at Grimm. Her smile had an indescribable charm. It seemed that she usually didn't speak much.
This teacher's wife had short blonde wavy hair, a pair of blue amber eyes, creamy white skin, and a petite figure. She was actually a loli beauty. The only thing that was different from normal humans was that this teacher's wife had a mouth on both of her palms. The first time Grimm saw it, he was really shocked.
Presumably, this was the ability that was cultivated for the sake of becoming a gourmet?
Black Cat sat on the table and drooled. Looking at the plane fish placed on the huge plate in front of her, she didn't raise her head and said to Grimm, "Little guy, you don't understand the preciousness of these plane fish. These plane fish are a rare species that the old man brought back from another world. He also spent a huge price to build that fish tank. Otherwise, these fragile species would have died long ago because they couldn't adapt to the rules of the Sorcerer World. Remember, the first time you eat a plane fish, you must eat it whole. Even the bones can't be spat out. This way, you can thoroughly absorb the effect of the whole fish. A conservative estimate is that it will increase your strength by 3 points. "
3 points of strength!?
Grimm opened his eyes wide and looked at Black Cat in disbelief. One must know that Grimm currently only had a total of 4 points of stamina, that's all. And this trifling bonito fish could nearly double his stamina?
The Black Cat's tongue fiercely licked the saliva that was about to drip onto the table. She said disdainfully, "You're just a Sorcerer-Apprentice who doesn't have any Stamina Points to train. An increase of 3 Stamina Points is nothing. If this old man can gain 3 Stamina Points, that would be a real delicacy … "
Grimm stole a glance at Norris. How could a level-three great wizard, who was well-versed in physique enhancing spells, gain three points of Stamina?
Varro held his knife and fork excitedly and whispered to Grimm, "Hehe, I didn't expect you to become my junior brother now. Although I'm not as rich as Eldest Senior Sister, I still have some rare trinkets in the Sorcerer World. This is for you." Varro threw a white dagger at Grimm.
Grimm was flabbergasted as he took the dagger and looked at it. This dagger was unexpectedly made of bone and its shape was somewhat irregular.
"Hehe, this is a dagger made from the fingernails of a powerful creature from another world that I've painstakingly collected. It's said that this powerful creature reached the level of a level-three great wizard when it was alive." Varro proudly looked at Grimm.
Equivalent to the fingernails of a level-three great wizard creature?
Grimm tried to channel some magic into the dagger. This dagger unexpectedly had an extremely strong magic conductivity. Grimm very easily channeled magic into it. Grimm also tried to activate the fire element magic array. In a flash, a layer of flame ignited on the dagger.
Grimm was full of surprise and asked, "Senior Brother Varro, does this dagger have a name?"
"Uh … This is a handicraft I personally made. I haven't named it yet." Varro was somewhat embarrassed. He actually forgot about this kind of thing. If it had a flashy name, it would definitely increase the value of his collection by a lot.
Grimm lowered his head and thought for a moment. He muttered, "If it doesn't have a name … I'll call it the Tailbone Dagger."
…
Unlike Grimm's laboratory, where all kinds of experiments were done in one room, Norris's laboratory had nine laboratories. Among the nine laboratories, Grimm had obtained the right to use the library and the voodoo research room.
As a level-three great wizard who had lived for hundreds of years, there was no need to mention the number of books. Not only was there a large number of books, but there were also many extremely precious ancient leather scrolls, which recorded some of the knowledge passed down by the ancient great wizards.
For now, Grimm followed Norris to the voodoo research laboratory. The two sat facing each other. Norris casually took a sip of rich and fragrant coffee and said lightly, "Before learning the Poison Refining Witchcraft, if you have any questions, difficulties, or need any help in your experiments, just ask me first."
This was what Grimm was waiting for. Naturally, he would not be polite. He hurriedly asked, "Uh, Mentor, I want to know about the Tower of Ruins."
Norris glanced at Grimm and asked, "You've been there? How did it feel? "
"Although I've thoroughly analyzed it with the wisdom of a wizard, all kinds of absurd and weird phenomena in it are absolutely not real, I can't explain why they happened. But in general, it was a wonderful experience. "Grimm showed a somewhat intoxicated expression.
After all, it was a wonderful experience that increased the power of the mind by five points.
"A wonderful experience?" Norris stared at him and asked nervously, "So, you've passed the Dark Realm?" Norris was even a little short of breath.
"Dark Realm? That's right. After all, there is no reference in it. I think I passed it. And after passing it, I was surprised to find that I increased the power of the mind by five points. It's a miracle. If I can figure out the mystery of it … "
"Passed it!" Norris looked at Grimm with his ferocious face and put on a dumbfounded expression.
Grimm confirmed, "Yes, I did. What's wrong?"
After a long silence, Norris calmed down and said, "Originally, this matter could not be told to any sorcerer-apprentice. Only the three of us know about it. But since you have successfully passed through the Dark Realm and obtained the opportunity, there is no harm in telling you. The Tower of Ruins is a relic left by the master of the Black Iso Tower 1,700 years ago. There is a permanent confinement of the power of the mind inside. According to the master at that time, if a sorcerer-apprentice who knows nothing about this opportunity successfully passes through the Dark Realm, it will be helpful for him to break through to become a wizard. "
"Master?" Grimm was surprised, "What kind of position is that? The founder of the Black Isotta Academy?"
"It seems that I have to give you a lesson on the division of strength in the sorcerer world." Norris said lightly, "There are three qualitative changes in sorcerers. They are Level One Sorcerer, Level Four Stigmata Sorcerer, and Level Seven Celestial Sorcerer. As a Sorcerer-Apprentice, you should understand that an official Sorcerer is not someone you can resist. No matter what sorcery or sorcery tool you use, in front of an official Sorcerer who controls the power of nature to suppress your sorcery leverage, everything is just an illusion. "
Grimm nodded, agreeing with Norris's words.
From the wave of the power of nature in the trial Secret Realm to the long-distance confinement when leaving the Secret Realm, and even the wave of the mark during the trial, these were the means of an official sorcerer. It was not something a sorcerer-apprentice could resist.
Seeing Grimm nodding, Norris continued, "As for the Level Four Stigmata Sorcerers, they are also powerful enough that a Level Three Sorcerer can't resist. You should know something about the soul slave legion of the Stigmata Sorcerers, right? "
"Uh … I do know something. According to the books, any Level Four Sorcerer will form a large number of soul slave legions in the conquered worlds. According to the records, this legion has at least a thousand soul slaves. "Grimm said everything he knew.
"You know a lot. Having a disciple who doesn't lack magic stones does save a lot of trouble. Back then, your senior sister was only talented, but in terms of wisdom, she was a fool." After complaining, Norris continued, "And the reason why the soul of a Level Four Stigmata Sorcerer is so powerful, and can control so many soul slaves, is the fundamental reason."
Norris pointed to the ceiling. Grimm was stunned, "The ceiling?"
"Idiot, I mean the Sorcerer Tower! Every Level Four Stigmata Sorcerer must have his own sorcerer school in the Sorcerer World, and the core of the sorcerer school is the Sorcerer Tower. The stronger the school is, the more sorcerers there are, and the stronger the soul of the Stigmata Sorcerer guided by the power of the Sorcerer Tower. This is the origin of the Tower Master. "Norris looked at Grimm and couldn't help but be mad when he heard the word" ceiling ".
Grimm also laughed at his own foolish behavior, and then asked, "What about the Level Seven Celestial Sorcerer?"
Although Grimm looked like he didn't care, he was frightened in his heart. So this was the case. Only the official sorcerers would be useful to the Tower Master? No wonder … Sorcerer-Apprentices like him needed so many trials and fights. Everything was to screen out the potential to become an official sorcerer as soon as possible.
Norris asked, "Do you know the concept of the strength of a Level Four Stigmata Sorcerer?"
Grimm shook his head. Now he only had a vague concept of the strength of an official sorcerer, how could he understand the strength of a Level Four Stigmata Sorcerer?
"Since you don't know the concept of the strength of a Level Four Stigmata Sorcerer, why would I know the strength of a Level Seven Celestial Sorcerer? Hmph … those Celestial Sorcerers, each one of them is a true great existence who has lived for countless years, not something ordinary sorcerers can estimate. They are the true masters of the Sorcerer World, and even the endless world. You only need to know that in the Sorcerer World, only Celestial Sorcerers can build the Holy Tower. "
After a pause, Norris suddenly said, "Although I don't know the specific strength of a Celestial Sorcerer, you only need to think about it to understand some concepts. Even if the great Celestial Sorcerer tried his best not to leak his energy, he would still unconsciously kill sorcerer-apprentices within a certain range. This is why the Holy Tower generally does not allow sorcerer-apprentices to enter. "
Grimm's jaw dropped in shock.
So this was the reason why the Holy Tower forbade sorcerer-apprentices to enter?
After having a preliminary understanding of the strength levels of the Sorcerer World, Grimm asked for living humans as experimental subjects.
Norris frowned and said, "I will go to the Holy Tower in half a year, and then I will bring you a few creatures from the Otherworld. In this half a year, you must master the Poison Refinery Sorcery that I will teach you."
After a while, Norris solemnly said, "Remember, do not become a Black Sorcerer, at least not in the Sorcerer Continent. Otherwise, the consequences will be very serious. You will understand this when you become a Demon-Hunter Sorcerer in seventeen years."
Grimm frowned.
Of course, he now knew that the so-called Holy Tower quota in seventeen years was, in fact, the Holy Tower of Seven Rings recruiting the most elite sorcerer-apprentices to cultivate into Demon-Hunter Sorcerers. As for the purpose of the existence of Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, it was to maintain the order of the Sorcerer Continent, eradicate all discovered Black Sorcerers, and maintain the absolute "Sorcerer Academy" rule of the Sorcerer Continent.
But now, even before the formal teaching of Grimm, Norris had already announced that Grimm would definitely be on that quota in seventeen years?
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