A large group of Rain Dew Flower Spirits followed Raab as he busied himself. The two Sorcerers sat facing each other in the hall as the aroma of delicacies and fine wine wafted in the air.
On the soft sofa opposite Grimm, if not for Grimm's confirmation that it was indeed a Sorcerer's Will and the glaring Soul Light it emitted, Grimm would have found it hard to believe that there was a genius Sorcerer who had developed a strange Soul Sorcery and occupied the body of a Foreign God, sitting right in front of him!
From the perspective of a low-level Sorcerer, this was indeed a perfect and powerful body.
Even without the blessing of the World Lord's Will, the physical strength of this body alone was not much different from Agermond and Grimm's. It was truly terrifying.
"Success is because of this perfect body, and failure is also because of this perfect body. All the other conditions to advance to Stigmata Sorcerer are met, but advancing to Level Four Sorcerer with 400 points of mental strength is limited by this body, it's too difficult …"
The loose sorcerer's robe covered the three-meter-tall muscular body of Panza, with two slender curved horns on top of his head, pale skin, black eyes, and if it were not for the ferocious open mouth when he spoke, this humanoid creature's body was indeed very perfect, exuding the light of wisdom.
Wisdom, tranquility, and no loss of power.
As he spoke, Nikola, the Dark Wing, looked at Grimm with admiration.
"As expected of Master Grimm, the Shadow of Despair who single-handedly turned the Academy War around. In the end, even the strongest Abyss King in the underground abyss for hundreds of years had to join forces to deal with him, but he was still defeated. I really can't believe that such a tyrannical Great Elemental Sorcerer is actually in the same Holy Tower of Elements right under my nose, hehehehe …"
Dark Wing Nikola raised a crystal goblet in his big hand, and a few Rain Dew Flower Spirits kept flapping their transparent wings behind them, filling it with mellow red wine.
Sniff …
Gao Liang put his nose on the side of the crystal goblet and took a light sniff, showing a look of enjoyment and intoxication.
"Relatively speaking, I'm no stranger to Master Nikola, the Dark Wing. Back during the Demon-Hunting Expedition, I've heard some rumors about Master Nikola. This trip to the Rotten World, hehehe, please take care of me, Master Nikola."
Grimm politely raised his glass and took a sip.
Sure enough, the strongest Elemental Sorcerers were hidden in the depths of the Holy Tower, working hard to advance to the Stigmata level.
First, there was the lowly peak of the Holy Tower of One Ring, Khasag. Now, there was the Dark Wing Nikla. Both of them were true powerhouses comparable to the King of the Abyss, Archimonde.
The Subterranean Abyss, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. If an Abyss King could not maintain his throne, he would not be able to become a World Lord. Hence, every Abyss King who had been on the throne for more than two hundred years was definitely an absolute powerhouse with a great reputation, receiving the attention of the entire Magus World!
"It's just a few hundred years, it's just a fleeting cloud. After this trip, after you've sunk into the depths of the Divine Tower for a few hundred years, there will be new powerhouses appearing in the Sorcerer World, making a name for themselves and becoming the main character of an era. We've all experienced this."
Of course, he was referring to powerful Great Elemental Sorcerers like Humble Summit and Dark Wing. He did not know how many powerful Elemental Sorcerers there were in the Sorcerers World.
This was the foundation, the silent pressure, the Elemental Sorcerers deserved to be the true leaders of this world.
"As for the Rotten World? We only have one task, and that is to obediently follow behind those famous Stigmata Sorcerers, watch them destroy the Traitor's World, and then leave, that's all. "
…
A few days later.
"Wizard Alliance admission ticket?"
A Stigmata Sorcerer under the Seven Rings Celestial personally visited Grimm's Demon-Hunter Laboratory.
After bowing in surprise, Grimm took the so-called Wizard Alliance admission ticket. The warm black metal piece was engraved with a six-pointed star magic array, other than that, there was nothing else.
This Stigmata Sorcerer was an elegant-looking woman with green wavy hair. Her eyes were like two whirlpools, sitting on a tall Seven Rings Snail Emissary.
"In the Wizard Alliance, in addition to the Eternal Dominators and World Lords within the alliance, there are also some clan leaders who control the entire world and special life forms. The Sorcerers of the Sorcerers World, in principle, can only be joined by advanced Stigmata Sorcerers, but if you can break out of some news and get the attention of the Celestial Sorcerer, occasionally an exception will be made to issue some special admission tickets to become a member of the Wizard Alliance. "
Grimm happily played with the black metal piece, looking very curious.
"So, I have become one of the special life forms recorded internally in the Wizard Alliance?"
Grimm asked after putting away the black metal piece.
The Stigmata Sorcerer under the Seven Rings Celestial smiled and nodded, "Yes, you have personally passed your soul imprint and the Holy Tower of Seven Rings to the Alliance Guardian. If there is an alliance meeting in the future, there will be an advance notice. The specific situation will be conveyed by the Alliance Guardian through the Space-Time Sorcery Soul Ripple Imprint."
His eyes revealed the light of desire, the Wizard Alliance, he finally became a member!
The Wizard Alliance, a huge world community organization jointly established by the Sorcerers World and the surrounding powerful worlds of conquest, agreement, and peaceful coexistence, led by the Sorcerer's Will, a cross-world community civilization core.
He had finally become an insignificant member of this group.
…
After a short rest, everything was ready. Grimm was about to embark on a short trip to the Black Domain.
The antidote was just a side goal, Grimm's real goal was the Hundred Refinement Black Gold, a special product of the Black Domain, one of the materials used in the research of high-grade chimeras.
Before setting off, Grimm hesitated for a long time, but finally sighed and came to the front of a Demon-Hunter Castle in the Tree of Life.
"Grimm!"
Silver-white hair, ice-cold eyebrows, fair skin, and a dazzling light in the center of her forehead, Ice Age Mille stared at the mysterious figure under the flowing colorful runes at the door. An indescribable feeling made the corners of her eyes slightly wet.
After being stunned for a moment, Mille hurriedly smiled and said, "Come in quickly."
Sitting on a hanging chair in Mille's room, gently rocking, Grimm looked at Mille's slim figure bustling about, recalling the scenes of the two of them getting along.
After a long while, Mille, who had prepared a sumptuous plate of fruits, sat opposite Grimm. She realized that Grimm was staring at her in a daze, so she smiled embarrassedly and said, "What's the matter, has my old friend changed a lot?"
"Uh … No, no, it's just that a lot of time has passed since we last met, hehe."
Grimm teased, but his smile was very forced. He did not have the relaxed humor that wandering poets were born with. Solitary, cold, and mysterious were Grimm's habitual outer appearance.
"Oh, right, where's the Eight Rainbow Newey? That fellow used to come to my place every day. "
Grimm shook his head and said, "Didn't he still go to look for his Ye Ye? Not to mention you, I can't even see it when I return here."
"Hehehe …"
Mille covered her mouth and laughed. The atmosphere between the two of them seemed to have relaxed because of this, and they began to talk about some inadvertent past events. Every time they talked, it caused a ripple in their hearts.
Time passed, and when the two of them inadvertently looked at each other again, the laughter had unknowingly stopped. The room became strangely quiet, and no one spoke again, only looking at each other silently.
In the end, Mille was the first to break the silence.
"Grimm, I hope that my parents' radical words last time will not become an eternal barrier between us. They are just my parents, and we are Magi."
"Yes."
Mille bit her lip and tried hard to smile. She looked at Grimm, who gradually lowered his head and did not dare to look at her.
"In the future, I will guard your Magus Tower. If my parents are really like what they said, they will have to walk over my dead body first!"
"Yes …"
From beginning to end, Grimm did not dare to look at Mille again. He silently left and stepped into the Holy Tower of Seven Rings' teleportation array.
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