"Which great sorcerer descended to cause such a massacre and try to turn the Academy War around?"
Grimm murmured to himself as he stared at the large number of sorcerer corpses on the ground. It was as if he was recalling himself from hundreds of years ago.
At that time, it was the same violent massacre that changed the situation of the Superconducting Light Sorcerer Academy in the Sky City.
"So many killings, but at the forefront of the Civilization War."
Grimm's sigh did not arouse Little Eight's interest. Little Eight did not say anything about the death of just a few hundred sorcerers. She was still focused on studying the new batch of nuts produced by the Holy Tower of Two Rings.
"After all, there hasn't been an official all-out war. I guess it's some rising great sorcerer in the Sorcerer World to gather resources. How can he set off a legendary storm in the Sorcerer World if he doesn't do something spectacular?"
"Crack!" Little Eight crunched the nut in her mouth and said, "Didn't you also experience such a massacre a few hundred years ago? That's why you became so famous in the Sorcerer World?"
"Yes."
Grimm nodded and sighed. He no longer cared about the war between the Misty Storm Sorcerer Academy and the Arcane Hand Sorcerer Academy. He rode the Enigmatic Myriad and continued flying toward the Holy Tower of Two Rings.
…
A Celestial Sorcerer of Two Rings sacrificed sorcerer coins to his Celestial Soul. The human style in the Wreckage City was very different from the other Holy Towers.
The Wreckage City of Two Rings was an extension of the Sky City where the ancient sorcerers had fallen. The ground was full of metal houses, which looked dusty and uncomfortable.
In order to maintain the same rhythm as the historical sites, the new buildings in the Wreckage City of Two Rings adopted the same construction techniques as the ancient sorcerers. As a result, the whole city looked dusty and did not have the style of the small stream under the Tree of Life of the Holy Tower of Seven Rings, nor did it have the unique charm of the Six Rings Turtle Shell.
Grimm had three reasons for coming to the Holy Tower of Two Rings.
First, he wanted to challenge Omnipotent Sivernes before he advanced to the Stigmata. This would be the curtain call of his Level-3 Great Sorcerer career and complete what he had started as a Sorcerer-Apprentice. He wanted to prove that he was not the shadow of Senior Sister Secluded Spring.
Secondly, he would apply to the Holy Tower of Two Rings to establish the Tower of Annihilation Sorcerer Academy in the Deep Sky Mountains. Five hundred years later, as a Stigmata Sorcerer of the Holy Tower of Two Rings, he would officially start his career as a Stigmata Sorcerer and leave the category of official sorcerers.
Thirdly, it was the start of the Sorcerer's Conference. This was the first time Grimm had participated in the Sorcerer World's highest level conference. It represented that he had officially entered the Sorcerer Civilization's ruling class.
Although Grimm didn't have the right to vote in the Wizard Alliance, it was still a great honor for him to be a bystander.
Ten days later.
Even though he didn't reveal his identity as a Rank-1 Honor Badge Demon-Hunter Sorcerer, he still attracted the attention of many sorcerers. Grimm was used to it.
He was already at the pinnacle of the Sorcerers World. If he were to become a Stigmata Sorcerer in the future and wander around like this, it would be equivalent to descending into the Sorcerers World.
Hum!
Through the Destiny Lever's dimensional gate, Grimm arrived at the Holy Tower of Two Rings.
The Holy Tower of Two Rings was a ten-thousand-meter-tall metal Holy Tower. Compared to the Holy Tower of Seven Rings, it seemed to lack the essence of a sorcerer, but it was much larger. The number of Demon-Hunter Sorcerers and Voidships in the sky far exceeded that of the Holy Tower of Seven Rings.
"Respected Great Sorcerer, may I know what services you require?"
A Two-Ring Emissary, Fire Qilin Puppet, asked as he arrived at the portal of the Holy Tower of Two Rings. Since Grimm was a Level-3 Great Sorcerer, he was naturally respected by the Two-Ring Emissary.
The flames burning on its body were incomparably red and scorching hot. A pair of bright red eyes stared at Grimm.
Unlike the special structure of the Holy Tower of Seven Rings, the Holy Tower of Two Rings could only reach the interior of this metallic Holy Tower, which was also the interior of the World Core of the Second Ring.
"I need to go to the Holy Tower of Two Rings to visit Siverness."
Grimm's words stunned the Fire Unicorn Drake for a moment before it replied in a low voice, "Omnipotent Sivernes had advanced to become a Supreme Magical Hand Stigmata Sorcerer a hundred and fifty years ago. You will need to visit the Secret Realm of the Supreme Magical Hand through the World Teleportation Array."
Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm's eyes narrowed in shock!
He did not expect that the person he had regarded as his hope to verify himself had actually … already advanced to the Stigmata Level.
"Caw!? Damn it, my young master's last effort of hundreds of years, and he came all the way here to tell Lord Ba that he has advanced to the Stigmata Sorcerer. Tell Lord Ba how he … "
With an indescribable sense of loneliness and loss, Grimm stood in front of the portal for a while before he came back to his senses. While the Fire Qilin Puppet patiently answered Lord Ba's unreasonable noises, he hid his gloomy eyes.
"Got it. I'm just going to the Holy Tower of Two Rings."
Grimm's voice was low. His original sharp interest could not help but be obliterated at this moment.
As an official sorcerer, Grimm no longer had any regrets. It was time to start the path of a Stigmata.
Buzz!
The time and space of the portal was distorted. Grimm came to a world with blue sky and blue sea. Birds sang and flowers bloomed, the air was fresh, and the big eyes in the sky flew past in the shape of a "human". This was a city of nature. Plants and sorcerer buildings were perfectly integrated into nature, and vines extended.
Three hourglasses later.
"Is this the former residence of Siverness … Unfortunately, it's a hundred and fifty years late. How many people in the Sorcerer World can understand the power I have now? How many people are worthy of going all out? What can I prove? Black Sorcerers? No, they're just lunatics who control the power of despair. They won't understand the achievements of Elemental Sorcerers … "
An indescribable sense of loneliness and solitude.
Grimm stood in front of the former residence of Siverness for a while, attracting the curious gazes of some Holy Tower of Two Rings Sorcerers who passed by. However, due to the fluctuations of the Rank-1 Honor Badge on Grimm, they did not ask much.
"Damn it! Young Master, don't be so quiet. Are you okay? "
Little Eight asked blankly, finally waking Grimm up from his incomparable loneliness and regret. She shook her head gently.
"I'm fine."
With that said, Grimm turned around and looked at a sorcerer's restaurant on a giant tree not far away. He said in a low voice, "Little Eight, how many years has it been since we got drunk together?"
Huh?!
At first, she was stunned, but then Little Eight mumbled, "Have we ever gotten drunk together?"
"Now that you mention it, it seems that we haven't."
Grimm was stunned for a while, then flew straight to the restaurant with Little Eight. During the meal, they drank one cup after another. Grimm drank alone without saying anything, making Little Eight feel bored even though she was eating a sumptuous meal.
Until a few hourglasses later.
An uninvited sorcerer sat opposite Grimm. He also had the fluctuations of a Rank-1 Honor Badge.
"Hmph, what a pity. Siverness, known as the strongest Elemental Sorcerer, has already advanced to the Stigmata. He's lucky. I heard that the strongest in the Sorcerer Continent all like to hide in the deepest part of the Holy Tower. Old thing, are you interested in going out and playing with me? "
The Abyssal Sorcerer with a scar across his face asked. He was the rising star who had just disintegrated the Misty Storm Sorcerer Academy, the Five-Star Abyss King, Gu Romo.
"Huh?!"
Little Eight was stunned. She looked at the Great Sorcerer in disbelief. Where did this guy come from? Why did he appear at this time?
Old thing?
Playing?
Under the Mask of Truth, the ninety percent drunken eyes looked at the strange sorcerer. Suddenly, he chuckled. He didn't know why he was laughing. It was as if he saw himself when he was adventuring and thought that the Sorcerer World was just that.
"After Archimonde, there will be an Abyss King in the Underground Abyss?"
Shaking his head, Grimm raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.
"Little guy, go challenge those Elemental Sorcerers of the same level as you. There are many more in the Sorcerer Continent. You're not alone. If you don't know, maybe I can recommend a few to you."
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