Outer space.
To most Magi, the outer space was a twisted and bizarre place.
Just like how a plane was an island suspended in the middle of a vast ocean, the void between them was filled with endless energy tides. The magical energy that filled the Void Plane was not calm. Instead, it rose and fell like the tides of the sea, rolling up and down.
In many places, it could even create huge energy storms that spanned millions of kilometers.
In the ravages of these void storms, the intensity of the energy reached tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of degrees. Ordinary matter, even the sturdiest metal in a plane, would be instantly washed away by the energy tides into tiny particles that were hard to see with the naked eye, and then scattered to any corner of the multiverse.
However, there were always some almighty Magi who found a chance of survival in the midst of danger, and set up sturdy camps in the eye of the void storms.
Magi who had never been to the outer space thought that it would be very crowded and barren. Only when they really arrived here would they be surprised to find that it was a whole new world, a place full of life.
The great Magi who had moved out of the Magus World in the past had not only built a single outer space, but Esorda Camp was undoubtedly the most famous and the largest of them all.
In the eye of a huge void storm that stretched for more than three million kilometers, there was a storm calming zone that spanned twenty thousand kilometers. Although it could not be as calm as the inside of the plane, it was much better than the energy tides outside, which could easily reach hundreds of thousands of degrees.
However, this place was not empty.
In a small tide that twisted the void, there were huge barren and barren rocks floating in it. These rocks were of different sizes, the larger ones being the size of a kingdom, while the smaller ones could support a human city with a population of twenty to thirty thousand.
Most of the rocks were barren and uninhabited, and only a few rocks that were large enough in the core area had soil, trees, grass, swamps, lakes, and of course, Magus camps.
Meanwhile, a massive magic barrier was erected around the boulder, blocking the omnipresent Void Energy outside, which provided space for the fragile ecosystem on the boulder to survive.
Meanwhile, the uninhabited boulders were exposed to the turbulent tides of energy. The soft soil and fragile plants were all swept away by the Void Hurricane, leaving only extremely hard metal ores and strange rocks that could resist the energy assault.
They floated helplessly in the darkness. Only when the hurricane in the void blew on their bodies that were riddled with holes and splashed with dazzling light, would their bony but sharp bodies be revealed in a flash.
Esorda was the name of the eye of the storm, as well as the name of the huge Magus camp at the center.
There were about a hundred and ten thousand people living in the camp, but only three thousand of them were Magi. The rest were slaves and servants that the Magi had captured from other planes.
One had to know that it was impossible to live safely in the Esorda camp without the strength of a rank 2 or above. That was why even though three thousand Magi sounded like a small number, it was still an abnormally powerful force.
Within the plane of the Sorcerer World, rank 2 was the backbone, rank 3 was the core, and rank 4 was the terrifying deterrent. However, in this place, in this place that was full of distortions, abnormalities, and energy tides, level two could only be considered infants crying piteously for food, level three could barely squeeze into the ranks of new recruits, and only level four could serve as qualified cannon fodder.
Strictly speaking, this was the world of the Great Magi. It was a training camp specially created to groom new Magi who had just stepped out of the plane.
The Outer Plane was incomparable to the Magi. Be it in terms of combat style or tactics, it was completely different.
For example, a burly man might be invincible on land, but once he fell into the water, he could be easily drowned by a weak girl who didn't even have the strength to truss a chicken.
The Outer Plane was even more dangerous than that!
Energy undercurrents that were hard to detect, frightening black holes in the void, Death Demon Zones that looked normal on the surface, and places where Astral Wanderers roamed … These frightening places were extremely dangerous even for Tier 4 Sorcerers. A moment of carelessness could lead to death.
Exodar's camp was located on the largest floating boulder among the floating boulders.
The surface area of the boulder was more than seven thousand square kilometres, not the slightest bit smaller than the continents.
Not only was there soft soil, fragrant grass, small lakes and rivers, but there were also undulating mountains and majestic valleys and basins. The most famous Magus camp was set up on a vast plain.
The moment one stepped into the camp, the first thing they saw was a forest of Magus Towers.
There were Shadow Towers that were shrouded in strange black smoke; there were Lightning Towers that were blue in color and were overflowing with layers of lightning; there were Storm Towers that were shrouded in chilly winds … Of course, there were even more Knowledge Towers that followed the rules of the game!
Only Magi of rank 4 and above were allowed to build their own towers here.
Thus, in the Esorda camp, a tower meant a great Magus.
There were rows upon rows of pagodas here, and there were at least two to three hundred of them!
As for Magi below rank 4, they either resided in the tower of a great Magus or established their own small territories. If he didn't have anything, then he could only live on the streets and eat and sleep in the open.
Due to the special environment of the Outer Plane, ordinary creatures could not survive here.
Thus, those who could stay in the Esorda camp were either powerful beings from a demiplane or creatures of a different race with strange abilities. Although the Magi were the rulers and managers of the camp, the Grade 2 and Grade 3 'fellows' had to be extremely careful to avoid being ambushed by the Stalkers.
Grimm came to this Outworld three years before the mandatory mission.
As far as he knew, there were seven similar camps set up by the great Magi in the Outer Plane, and the managers were all Grade 7 Magi. The Grade 8 and 9 Magi who represented the Magi faction had their own secret planes, and they would not be crammed in this simple and barren distorted space.
When Grim arrived at the Esorda camp through the strange long-distance teleportation formation in Keslin Castle, he was immediately shocked by the completely different living environment here.
The resources here were rich, the species were diverse, and the dangers were numerous. Almost everything here was beyond his imagination.
If the Inner Plane was said to be a mature and hedonistic lifestyle, then the Esorda camp was equivalent to a primitive lifestyle where people ate raw meat and drank blood. Of course, those who ate raw meat and drank blood were the middle and high-ranked Magi. A Grade 4 Magus like him already had the status and qualifications to live in a Magus Tower.
The Scattered Tower Forest Association was the strongest alliance apart from the three major powers in the Magus World. There was also a large Magus Tower in the Esorda camp. The person in charge of this tower was the Grade 5 Magus Sines, who had stepped out of the Magus World 1,300 years ago.
As a Magus from the Scattered Tower Forest, Sines had been living in this tower ever since he came to the Outer Plane, receiving and managing batches of little fellows who came to experience life in the Outer Plane.
Of course, Sines was not the strongest Magus from the Scattered Tower Forest.
On the contrary, he was actually the weakest of all the Magi from the Scattered Tower Forest.
In the past few thousand years, five Great Magi from the Scattered Tower Forest had come to the Outer Plane. As their strength increased step by step, they left this barren and crowded area one after another, setting up a hidden nest for themselves somewhere else.
Only Sines was still a Grade 5 Magus after a thousand years, and his strength had not improved at all. Thus, he could only helplessly stay in the Esorda camp, acting as an umbrella for the new Magi.
… …
The dizziness from the long-distance teleportation did not subside for a long time.
Half an hour later, with the help of the A.I. Chip, Grimm suppressed the annoyance and agitation in his heart. He opened his eyes and slowly sized up the simple and crude teleportation room.
In front of Grimm was a skinny and withered old man. He wore a strange robe that was so dirty that its original colour could not be distinguished. His short black and white hair stood up, looking as messy as weeds.
His face was full of deep wrinkles, and his strange red nose stood tall. The front of his mouth was slightly curved downwards in a strange manner. If not for the terrifying and restrained energy aura constantly reminding him of his identity, Grimm would have easily mistaken him for a low-ranked Magus who had accomplished nothing but eating and waiting to die.
When Grimm staggered out of the teleportation circle, the old wizard raised his nose and sniffed. He finally cursed out loud.
"Frid, that damned bastard! He's getting more and more perfunctory. I asked him to send a more capable Magus, but he actually dared to send a newly advanced fellow. Hmph, looks like he doesn't want the resources for the next hundred years … "
"You must be Lord Sines, right? I am … "It was the first time Grimm had seen a legendary Magus up close, and he hurriedly walked over and bowed as if to introduce himself.
"Alright, alright, enough with the nonsense. I don't know what method that Frid brat used to trick you into coming here, but since you're here, you can only accept your fate. Go to Room 706, that will be your temporary residence. If there's anything you don't understand, go find a fellow called Martin. Don't bother me anymore … "
After saying that, the filthy old man left in a huff without waiting for Grimm to ask anything.
However, as he walked, he muttered to himself, "Strange, this newly advanced fellow's vitality is not bad. He managed to overcome the dizziness from the long-distance teleportation so quickly. I hope he can survive until the mission starts … "
In the blink of an eye, the old fellow turned a corner and disappeared from Grimm's sight.
Grimm was tongue-tied. He raised his right hand, and after a long time, it drooped down powerlessly.
As expected of the outer regions. Not only was the environment strange, even the Magi were weirder than the last!
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