After seeing Grim, the wolf-like wise man was very calm.
If it was in the outside world, and a Grade 2 creature suddenly saw a Grade 4 Magus, they would definitely tremble in fear. However, in the Spirit Realm, the wise man was unusually calm and peaceful, and even had a hint of laziness.
"Welcome to the Spirit Realm, great spellcasters from the Magus World." The wise man lay in a thatched hut that could only accommodate one person, looking indifferently at Grim and the others. He did not show any surprise because of the other party's identity, "My name is Anthony, how can I be of service to you?"
Emelia glanced at Grim and took the initiative to approach, "Your Excellency, we are preparing to go to the Spore Forest. We hope you can show us the way there!"
"Spore Forest?" A human-like expression appeared on Anthony's long and narrow face. He raised his nose and sniffed Emelia's body, "So you're the Mospore Princess who ran to another plane. It seems that you've returned to the Spirit Realm this time to start a massacre in the Spore Forest. "
"You don't have to care about our intentions, Your Excellency. I only hope to complete this transaction peacefully!" Emelia's expression turned ugly when her privacy was dug out.
"You've come at a bad time!" Anton did not care about Emelia's displeasure, and said indifferently, "These years, the Mospore Clan, the Fungus Giants and the Swamp Lords have formed an alliance, occupying nearly 80% of the Wetland Swamp's territory. They've driven out the Lizardmen, Bulls and Nine-headed Snake Lizards. Both sides are fighting fiercely there. If you go, I'm afraid you'll be directly involved in a war … "
"We're here for the war!" Emelia said without hesitation.
"I understand …" Anton could not help but sigh, "Your uncle drove you out of the Mospore Clan. Now that you have a backer, you'll naturally come back for revenge! Alright, I have no right to interfere in your affairs. According to the rules of the Spirit Realm, you only need to pay 100 magic crystals, and I'll show you the way. If you can pay 500 magic crystals, I can even use my authority to send you directly to the Wetland Swamp! "
Emelia smiled and took out 500 magical crystals from her Storage Ring, piling them in front of Anthony the Wise Wolf.
"We choose the latter!"
This time, Grimm had only sent his consciousness over, so naturally, he had nothing on him. Due to the uniqueness of Emelia's soul, she had transmigrated with her body, so she did not lack basic resources such as magic crystals.
"Very good!" The Wise Wolf Anthony immediately put away the 500 magic crystals with a smile. He then stood up and said in a low voice, "Then the three of you can stand over here! Magus, look after your contract spirit. Don't let it leave anything behind! "
When Grim and the other two gathered around it, the wolf-like wise man Anthony suddenly stomped on the ground, raised its head, and let out a piercing howl. As the wolves howled, a strange halo appeared beneath Grimm and the other two.
In the next second, the world spun, and the whole world spun crazily …
When the three of them endured the dizziness and survived the chaotic space, they realized that they were already on top of a tall hill.
In front of them, a strange swamp that wasn't rich or fertile but was full of vitality appeared.
The hill that Grim and the other two were standing on was at the edge of the strange swamp. Behind them was a continuous sea of trees, and after crossing the hill, they entered the Wetland Swamp.
This place still retained the original form of the Wetland Swamp.
The fog was thick and heavy.
There were lakes, streams, and quagmires all over the swamp, which was why this place was covered in a thick fog all year round.
Within the swamp, there were strange mushrooms that had grown into towering trees everywhere.
They were huge.
The thick stalks of the mushrooms were so thick that it would take 10 people to wrap their arms around them, and the huge canopy directly disappeared into the fog above the swamp, making it difficult to see their full appearance.
Many of the swamp creatures even dug out rooms on the stalks of the mushrooms and lived in them.
Strangely shaped mushroom houses rose from the ground, and combined with the unique environment of the Wetland Swamp, it formed a strange natural landscape.
Looking at the strange territory in front of him, Grim glanced at Emelia.
"We're already here, and we're about to fight the enemy. Now you can tell us who our main enemy is! "
"We're here to obtain the Life-origin Water. According to my memory, this thing has always been in the hands of my uncle Farnson. So … "
"So, if we want to obtain the Life-origin Water, we can only kill this Farnson!" Grim said with a smile that did not reach his eyes.
"Master, I have no intention of using you. If we want to obtain the Life-origin Water, we can only kill my uncle Farnson. Moreover, if you kill him, I'm willing to offer you the Demonic Fog Grass, the Soul of Nature, and the method to tame the Fungus Giant! "Emelia gritted her teeth and took out her last bargaining chip.
Over the years, she had interacted with this legendary master many times, and naturally knew what could move him the most.
The Demonic Fog Grass was an extremely rare Sorcerer material even in the Sorcerer World. It was the main material for refining the grade-4 Sleeping Cloud, and it was very valuable.
The Soul of Nature was a naturally condensed elemental soul, and was also the main material for making high-grade Sorcerer weapons. It was also a necessity for elemental Sorcerers to create Elemental Incarnations.
As for the Fungus Giants, Grim had only heard of them from Emelia, but he had never truly experienced their true strength. Therefore, Grim was still a little hesitant about the conditions she proposed.
"How strong is that Farnson?"
"When I left the spore forest, he was only mid-grade 3. Now, he has probably reached high-grade 3! "
High-grade 3? An enemy like this was worthy of being treated seriously?
Grim could not help but look at Emelia with a puzzled expression.
Emelia smiled bitterly and explained, "Master, you have to be careful. Our Mospore Clan is not very strong, but once we encounter a strong enemy, we will choose to merge with the Fungus Giants we have enslaved. At that time, when the strength of the two is combined, they will often jump a grade higher. Therefore, if you don't want to be in trouble, you have to kill them before they merge. "
"Then, don't you have any good news for me?" Grim snapped.
Hearing Grim's teasing, Emelia immediately relaxed. She knew that since the master had said so, it meant that he had agreed to her conditions.
"There's … there's a great news! The creatures that live in the wetlands, whether they are carnivores, flowers, or fungi, are all plants. They are most afraid of fire. That's why they chose to live in a place full of lakes, streams, and waterways. With your strength, you are simply an invincible existence here! "
"That sounds like a piece of good news indeed! Alright, the wetlands used to be your home. What do you think we should do next? "
"Go to the Dark Cave and find Moat! It is the famous sage of this swamp. Only with its support will we not be rejected by the Spirit Realm when we carry out the slaughter here. Otherwise, any swamp creature we kill will arouse the hatred of the natives, and we won't be able to move an inch! "
"What rank is this Moat?"
"Rank 4!"
Grim immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.
The wetlands was only one of the twelve regions of the Spiriters' Realm, and the number of rank 4 creatures here was almost in the double digits. Purely comparing the number of powerful beings, the Spiriters' Realm was not inferior to the Magus World. It was also a plane world with its own unique civilization.
Even with Grim's strength, he would not dare to do as he pleased in the wetlands where powerful beings gathered. Otherwise, he might end up being surrounded and attacked.
After discussing everything, the three of them disguised themselves.
In order to avoid being recognized by her enemies, Emelia put on a thick black cloak and hood. She also used the Ring of Concealment to hide her presence. Grim was still dressed like a Magus, and he put Remy on his shoulder.
The three of them entered the wetlands, one after the other.
Once inside, Grim immediately sighed. The wetlands was indeed the most beautiful and dream-like of all the swamps he had ever seen.
There were vast lakes and interconnected waterways and streams everywhere. The ground was covered in a thick layer of meadow, and an astonishing number of mushrooms and fungi grew there. The air was filled with a unique damp and fragrant gas, and a shocking number of strange spores floated in the air.
These spores were only the size of a finger, with a strange tentacle-like cap and a small tail.
They floated around in the air, their small bodies reflecting a faint fluorescent light. The whole wetlands looked like a strange, dream-like paradise.
For some reason, these floating spores seemed to be afraid of Remy's existence. Once they were within ten meters of the three, they would turn around and move to another place.
Walking through the wetlands and swamps, there were tall fungal creatures everywhere, flower creatures that could move plant roots and walk upright like humans, and water elementals that wandered aimlessly between the waterways …
Although they were quite intelligent, they did not have any complicated thoughts or schemes.
All of their actions were still driven by instinct. They ate when they were hungry, slept when they were tired, and ran to the streams or lakes to drink when they were thirsty. Most of the time, they were like the patrollers of this land, roaming freely without any restraints or goals.
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