Heart of the Ice Dragon, a rank 4 material …
This was the heart that the Frost Dragon, Nax, had preserved before he had decided to alter his soul.
It had to be said that Nax had preserved the parts he had taken from his body with great care. This could be seen from the ice material used to seal the heart, as well as the way he had used it. They were all high-grade goods.
As a result of Nax's actions … Grimm had unquestionably obtained a higher quality rank 4 magic material.
It could only be a magic material!
If a dragon tablet like the Heart of the Ice Dragon fell into the hands of a high-ranked Metallurgist, there was a high chance that it could be made into a treasure like the Heart of Ice, which could add frost damage and deep freeze effects to the user's attacks.
If it fell into the hands of a Puppet Master, it could be used as a high-grade ice material for a high-ranked Construct Puppet or himself. It could be used as a source of power in battle.
Apart from that, it could also be installed into the bodies of mutated beasts or magic beasts, giving the Magus an abnormally powerful magic slave.
As for Grimm, after some calculations by the A.I. Chip, he felt that it would be more worth it to sacrifice the Heart of the Ice Dragon as a rank 4 material to nourish his astral beast bloodline.
At his current level, Grimm had already displayed his advantages to the extreme. He had already strengthened everything that could be strengthened. From now on, the growth of his strength had also entered a period of stagnation.
The only things that could effectively increase his strength were his spiritual force, his soul, and his bloodline talents.
Of these, his spiritual force relied on continuous deep meditation every day. Although the effects were not great, it was still improving slowly. Deep meditation, which had shown immediate results in the past, now required one or two months of effort to see a trace of improvement.
However, with the help of the Book of Darkness, Grimm could rely on continuous reading outside of meditation to increase his spiritual force. In this aspect, his rate of improvement was undoubtedly tens of times that of ordinary rank 4 Magi.
The improvement of his soul was something that could only be chanced upon.
According to the A.I. Chip's calculations, Grimm could only gather enough laws of fire and use the method provided by the Flame Monarch to refine them into his own law of fire. The moment the law of fire was ignited would be the moment he advanced to rank 5, and it would also be the moment his soul would evolve once more.
Apart from that, there was no other way!
As for the third bloodline talent, there was no shortcut to its improvement. It could only be improved by continuously devouring the flesh and blood of high-level creatures that were rich in the aura of laws.
Those wild astral beasts spent their entire lives roaming the boundless Star Sea, looking for every plane and world they could lay their hands on. Their only purpose in breaking into the plane world was to devour flesh and blood, plunder souls, and then absorb the plane source that was lost from the plane world.
However, in essence, the astral beasts were still devouring the fragmented dimensional laws.
The Law Fragments, which were viewed as deadly poison by ordinary creatures, were top-notch delicacies that star beasts yearned for even in their dreams. Not only could they eat, but they could also digest and absorb. They could extract the corresponding nomological power from the broken nomological fragments and transform it into a strange ability that suited them.
The reason why Astral Beasts were so powerful was that they were classified as typical Law Lifeforms from the moment they reached adulthood. In terms of life level and soul level, they were far superior to most Dimensional Lifeforms.
Therefore, if Grimm wanted to improve his Astral Beast Bloodline and make the Chaotic Body derived from the Astral Beast Bloodline stronger, he had to find some high-value and nutritious flesh to nourish himself.
The Heart of the Ice Dragon was undoubtedly in line with this!
The blood sacrifice ceremony he prepared for the feathered serpent egg last time was not used, so it was extremely appropriate to use it on the Heart of the Ice Dragon.
However, just as Grimm was carefully preparing the special items needed for the blood sacrifice ceremony in the secret room of his residence, an urgent message from the outside world forced him to stop what he was doing and retreat from the secret room.
The message was from Emelia.
With Gargamel and Emelia's understanding of Grimm, they naturally knew that he hated outside interference the most when he was in seclusion. Emelia chose this time to send an urgent message through a special channel, which undoubtedly meant that something important had happened in the outside world that Grimm had to personally deal with.
Thus, as soon as Grimm read the message, a trace of sharpness flashed across his calm face.
"… Conflict broke out at the border … The conflict escalated … The Randner Family began to increase their troops … The border city of Amman has fallen into enemy hands … The Crimson Grand Duke Antoine has fallen …"
The Randner Family …
Grimm could not help but ponder.
That was a powerful Magus family with a grade 4 witch, Clara.
Ever since he advanced to grade 4, his relationship with Clara could be considered passable. Although they did not have a close relationship, seeing that they were both grade 4 forces, both sides still maintained a trace of restraint and tolerance.
In the past hundred years, the Crimson Family's expansion and expansion had deliberately avoided the Randner Family's territory, and they did not even touch its subsidiary forces.
Under such circumstances, the other party suddenly launched an attack. Even if Grimm did not have any evidence or information, he could smell the scent of a conspiracy!
It seemed that the stimulation from the Horton Sorcerer Academy was quite strong, even forcing them to step out from behind the scenes and have the courage to fight against the Crimson Family.
Moreover, these fellows had a Crimson Grand Duke in their hands. This was obviously to provoke the Crimson Family's anger.
Ever since the appearance of the Crimson Kingdom, this huge human kingdom, there had been three kings. However, there were still only five Crimson Grand Dukes that had been publicly conferred, and they represented the five subsidiary forces of the Crimson Family.
Hence, these Crimson Grand Dukes were only ordinary human nobles and did not amount to much in the Crimson Family. However, to outsiders, they represented the Crimson Family's face and dignity.
Since the other party had detained a Crimson Grand Duke, it was obvious that they had this in mind.
Even if the Crimson Family could not stay out of this matter and pretend to be deaf and mute, they still left some leeway and did not completely fall out with them. Otherwise, they would be able to capture a Crimson Rank 2 Magus much more effectively than the Crimson Grand Duke.
What was Clara trying to do? Did she want to be used by the few old fellows in the association and become a sharp blade to deal with the Crimson Family and myself? Hehe, didn't they feel that it was a little too late to make a move now? …
Grimm made endless guesses as he strode towards the teleportation room.
Since these enemies did not intend to let him live in seclusion, it was time for the Crimson Family to retaliate. He would use the fiercest and wildest flames to warn these ambitious and scheming people that he, Grimm, was not someone these clowns could provoke.
… …
The small city of Amman.
In an obscure border town in the southwest of the Elovis region.
The fire had not completely extinguished, and billowing smoke filled the air above the small city, dyeing the sky grey.
The originally simple and quiet small city was now dead silent. All the doors and windows on both sides of the streets were tightly shut. Countless gazes filled with doubt and fear shot out from the gaps of the doors and windows, secretly sizing up the strange army that passed through the streets of the small city.
This was the Magus army that belonged to the Randner Family. Many strong and sturdy acolytes rode on tall magic colts, their bodies covered in thick armor with strange runes. They patrolled the streets while coldly scanning the residences on both sides of the street.
They would occasionally rush into the residences and chase the residents and merchants into the streets, making them kneel like slaves on both sides of the street. Anyone who dared to oppose or resist would be executed on the spot.
Corpses nailed to the walls and beams were the only outcome for those who resisted!
They were searching for the Crimson nobles and Crimson Sorcerers who had escaped into the small city. All the suspects were sent to the dungeon in the city lord's mansion to be locked up.
In the sky, Magi who were riding on giant double-headed eagles were circling in the sky, closely monitoring and guarding the small city.
Half a mile outside the city, a large number of Sorcerers from the Randner Family were entering and exiting an exquisite noble's manor. It was obvious that they had treated this place as their core stronghold.
The main body of the manor was a three-storey wooden building. At this moment, it was tightly guarded by many wizard beasts and Sorcerer guards.
Second floor.
In a room that was tightly guarded.
Antonel angrily put down the wooden window and retracted his peeping gaze. He anxiously paced back and forth in the room.
Wizard Sterling, who was reclining on the sofa and quietly reading a spell book, could not help but chuckle. "Grand Duke, don't be so anxious! Since things have gotten to this point, it is no longer something we can stop and control. "
Antonel, who was pacing, suddenly stopped and listened to the movements in the corridor outside. He then muttered in dissatisfaction, "You're quite open-minded, but I can't! This time, we've fallen into the hands of the Randner Family. I don't know how the family will react. Once war breaks out … "
The Crimson Family and the Randner Family were famous grade 4 factions in the central continent, and the Crimson Family was the only super family in the continent. Under such circumstances, if war broke out between the two sides, the terrible consequences would be unimaginable.
Even with his qualifications and status as the Grand Duke of the Crimson Family, he could not bear such a heavy burden!
As a wizard consultant hired by Antonel, Sterling was obviously more knowledgeable than his employer. He calmly replied, "What, Grand Duke? Do you still think that this war was caused by our mistake?"
"Is there any other reason?"
"Hehe …" Sterling chuckled in a low voice. "You really think too highly of yourself and me! To tell you the truth, even if you and I were to join forces, we would not have the qualifications to start such a war between Sorcerers. This is a war between Sorcerers, not a territorial war in the secular world. The main body of this war is not you and me, but … "
At this point, Sterling closed his mouth. His gaze passed through the walls and the manor and cast towards the northeast.
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