Scattered Tower Forest, Magic Cave.
This was a secret location deep underground, one of the dozen or so secret strongholds established by the Magus Association in the central continent.
The entire Magic Cave was a winding underground maze that connected five secret residences. There was a large amount of rare materials and resources stored inside.
However, at this moment, the place was filled with mournful cries that sounded like the wails of wolves and ghosts.
In the largest and most luxurious magic room in the Magic Cave, Sevorius, who had turned into a cloud of black smoke, rolled and trembled violently. From time to time, his ugly and distorted face would condense from the black smoke. He would then wail miserably before exploding into black smoke in a burst of golden flames that appeared out of nowhere.
Several Tier 3 Magi from the Magus Association gathered in a corner of the secret room, discussing the treatment plan for this powerful being in a low voice. However, before they could come to a conclusion, their ears were filled with mournful roars.
"Bastards! You're all a bunch of bastards! The Association used so many resources to nurture you, but you can't even get rid of the Law of Fire! Tell me, what's the point of having you bastards? " Sevorius, who had turned back into his human form, lay on the ground and gasped for breath. Scorch marks could be seen all over his body, and he looked miserable and miserable.
However, Sevorius immediately begged, "Hurry up … Haven't you guys come to a conclusion yet? Hurry up … That bastard's Law of Fire is about to flare up again … "
Before he finished speaking, flames burst out from Sevorius' emaciated body, and raging flames surged. In the blink of an eye, his body was blown into pieces, and once again dissipated into rolling clouds of black smoke.
"Four Law of Fire … At least four Law Forces are entangled together …" The Tier 3 Elemental Magi frowned, helpless against the thorny situation before them.
Law Forces couldn't be eliminated by ordinary potions. They needed a high-grade power of the same level to counteract it. Although there were Alchemists, Enchanters, Alchemists, and Summoners present, none of them could do anything about the Law Power that only Tier 4 Magi could touch and control.
Finally, Sevorius survived the explosion of the law of fire and condensed his body again. He screamed crazily, "I want to leave and return to the Wizard Association! Hurry up and open a portal for me! I have to leave … "
The wizards of the association glanced at each other and opened a teleportation gate in the middle of the secret room that led to the east of the continent. Sevorius almost crawled into it.
After the portal slowly disappeared, a middle-aged wizard frowned and said, "Lord Sevorius is gone. What about the central continent? This time, we have shed all pretense of cordiality with the Crimson Family. What if … "
"So what if we fall out? Do you think he dares to bring people to fight us?" Another wizard said angrily.
"That's hard to say … If they really come knocking on our door, we can't just let the Sorcerer Association's forces in the central continent be wiped out by them. I suggest that … everyone scatter and hide for now. The entire central branch should go into stealth mode! "
"Seconded!"
"Agreed!"
"Alright, let's do that. Everyone, split up and get ready!"
After the wizards finished their discussion, they exploded into thick fog of different colors and disappeared from the secret room.
… …
The battle in Crushed Stone Valley had shaken the central continent to the point that it was no less than a super earthquake.
The appearance of a super powerful being had ignited the passion and glory of the central continent's wizards.
Countless wizards were spreading the news, and countless wizards were secretly inquiring about it. There were countless versions of the story of the Battle of Crushed Stone Valley. In each version, the brightest star was destined to belong to one person, the greatest legendary wizard that had just been born in the central continent — Grimm.
Grimm was only a mid-grade 4 fire wizard, and he would need a long time to reach the peak of grade 4. However, this did not stop the people from enthusiastically pushing him to the throne of the central continent's top wizard.
A super powerful being … Central continent …
This was the first time these two terms were so closely linked.
Only the central continent's Magi, who had been discriminated against and looked down on, could fully understand what it represented.
From now on, the central continent would no longer be a barren land of talented Magi, nor would it be a pile of loose sand. It would become the fourth largest organisation that could rival the three great Magus organisations.
Apart from the large and medium-sized Magus families, almost all of the central continent's Magi welcomed and looked forward to this!
Amidst the huge expectations and cheers of the people, the Crimson Family's reputation and influence rose like a boat rising with the tide. In an instant, all voices of opposition were suppressed, and they became the most powerful family in the central continent.
After the end of the great battle, the situation in the central continent became clearer.
There were many independent Magi waving flags and shouting for the Crimson Family, and the voices calling for unity could be heard. However, in the central continent, the ones who could truly decide the future of the scattered forest of towers were the dozen or so rank 4 organisations.
In the past, a rank 4 Magus was already an unshakable force!
No matter how chaotic the outside world was, the dozen or so rank 4 organisations could still maintain order and dignity in their territories. No ambitious person would casually offend the territory of these Tier 4 organizations and do something that would harm their interests.
But now, the Crimson Family's momentum was unparalleled, and the voices calling for them to unite were earth-shattering. Grimm, who everyone was looking forward to, had gathered a powerful force that could overturn the structure of the scattered forest of towers.
Under such circumstances, even the rank 4 organisations that had experienced countless trials and tribulations began to feel uneasy.
The scattered forest of towers was about to change.
After the battle at Crushed Stone Canyon, Monash Gaia, the head of the Golden Clan, had retreated to his family's headquarters. Gaia had retreated to the family's headquarters and remained hidden. It was said that he was recuperating from his injuries.
The Randner Family, who was originally the Crimson Family's greatest opponent, had actually become the reason for the Crimson Family's complete victory. Hence, the higher-ups of the Crimson Family and the Randner Family oversaw Crushed Stone Canyon and began to clean up the battlefield.
On the other hand, Fred and the others, who had suffered a great defeat in the battle, fled back to their family's territory and began to recruit troops. The four of them issued a joint statement, declaring that they would not accept the Crimson Family's tyrannical rule and that they would fight the Crimson Family to the death.
However, although they issued the statement, they did not take any action. Instead, they secretly contacted the other rank 4 Magi who had yet to participate in the battle, hoping to pull them into their camp.
Although Fred and the others had lost the battle in Crushed Stone Canyon, the legendary Fire Shaman Grimm had also suffered heavy injuries after fighting Monash and Sevorius. Fred and the others secretly spread the news that due to Grimm's injuries, his strength had fallen below rank 4, and it would be difficult for him to fight again in the next several hundred years.
Hence, Fred and the others clamoured that as long as all the rank 4 Magi of the central continent worked together, they would be able to expel Grimm from the scattered towers. This way, the central continent would be able to settle down again, and everyone would be able to maintain their previous authority and status.
This kind of propaganda would undoubtedly move the rank 4 Magi.
After all, it was far better to control a clan and rule over a territory than to lower one's dignity and serve a powerhouse. The only thing that everyone was worried about was Grimm's injuries.
If Grim's injury was not as serious as what Frid and the others said, they would be putting their family's foundation under the blade of a super expert if they showed up at this time … It was because of this concern that they were in a dilemma.
Right at this moment, a piece of shocking news arrived, and it finally caused everyone to be unable to maintain their calm and composure any longer.
The legendary Fire Shaman Grimm had appeared once again!
… …
The September sun was bright and gentle.
As it shone on everyone, they could feel a sense of warmth from the bottom of their hearts.
The giant floating ship, Vasero, slowly traversed the sky.
At the bow of the ship, Grimm was wearing a thick red robe, facing the bone-chilling wind that blew in his face.
The berserk healing of the Scraping Bones to Cure Poison had severely damaged his body, causing his Vitality to drop from 34 points to 18 points. However, his spiritual force had turned out to be a blessing in disguise, rising by 2 points to 46 points.
Overall, Grimm's battle prowess had been severely affected, and it would be difficult for him to return to his peak state in a short period of time.
However, the outside world naturally did not know about his true condition.
Just by showing his face once again, he had already deeply shocked those fellows with ulterior motives.
An injured powerhouse was still a powerhouse!
No Tier 4 Sorcerer dared to provoke the Tai Sui before they had a clear understanding of his true strength. They did not dare to challenge the might of a super expert.
"It's been a long time since a powerhouse has appeared in the central continent!" Sorceress Clara, who was standing beside Grimm, sighed and said, "I remember that 800 years ago, Wizard Sarubo was also in the limelight for a period of time. Unfortunately, due to the power of the three great factions, he did not dare to touch the old structure of the scattered towers. He could only be a passerby, quickly advancing to rank 5 and heading to the outer regions … "
Hearing her sigh and hinting, Grimm tightened his robe and smiled, "I'm not in a hurry! I'm at least 400 to 500 years away from advancing to rank 5. In this period of time, it's enough for me to do a lot of things! "
Standing on the other side of Grimm was the rank 4 body refinement Magus Fabris who had been captured on the battlefield. There were no restraints or shackles on his body, but from his dejected look, it was obvious that he had lost the capital and confidence to continue fighting against the Crimson Family.
"When are you going to let me go?" Fabris said dejectedly, "After going through so many twists and turns, my family must be in a mess. If I don't go back soon, I can't guarantee that they won't do anything dangerous! "
Hearing Fabris' weak threat, Grimm smiled indifferently.
"If you want to go back, you can leave at any time. On this point, you will always be free! "
Fabris hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the side of the huge ship.
When he reached the side of the ship, he finally stopped. Without turning back, he said dejectedly, "Don't worry, I, Fabris, will never go against you again! In the future, the Fabris Family will follow the lead of the Crimson Family. I only hope that you will allow me to keep the legacy of my family. "
Grimm's voice came from afar.
"Deal!"
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