Grimm rushed out of the thick black smoke, coughing all the way.
Beside him, the swarm of insects surged like waves, and the silhouettes of high-ranked insect generals could be faintly seen.
"It's just a misunderstanding …" Grimm hurriedly explained, "It was just a small accident when I was experimenting with my spells. There was no invasion. Alright, all of you can leave now! "
Most of the Scarlet Magi present did not believe Grimm's explanation.
However, since their master had given the order, they naturally obeyed.
The magic energy of the magic cannons on the floating warship began to dissipate, and the Scarlet Magi who were flying around on their flying monsters returned to the camp in an orderly manner.
Armes, who was as huge as a hill and was surrounded by dazzling lightning, landed next to Grimm. After exchanging information with him and confirming that there were no problems, Armes retracted the lightning and the Firebird. He laid down on the golden square and closed his eyes to take a nap.
The black swarm of insects around Grimm gathered together like a whirlwind, turning back into the black-robed Bug Shaman Bliss.
Clara and the others who had rushed over could only helplessly stand far away. Only then did they slowly fly to Grimm's side.
"Lord Grimm, is there anything we need to do?" Clara took the initiative to step forward, looking at Grimm curiously.
Everyone present was a top-notch Magus of this plane. Although their strength varied, they all had first-rate knowledge.
They could see that Grimm's body still had burn marks from the lightning, but judging from the intensity of the attack, it was probably just a joke. That was because such an attack would only cause him to be covered in dirt, but it would not harm Grimm at all.
If someone really wanted to kill Grimm, they would not have used such a method of attack.
Even so, Mirva's face was drained of blood, and his hands hidden in his robes were trembling inexplicably.
He could not be blamed for being so frightened. If he had been ignited in that moment, his Annemdor Academy would have become history in a matter of seconds. Even a Grade 4 Magus like him would have shivered at the power of the attack that the enemy fleet had displayed in that instant.
"Lord Grim …" Mirva walked over with a trembling body.
Although there were many Tier 4 Sorcerers present, none of them dared to look down on Mirva's' weakness'. Apart from that, this was the place where almost all of Mirwa's trusted subordinates and clansmen lived. Once war broke out, his clan would vanish into thin air under the destruction of both good and bad alike.
Let alone Mirva, any other Tier 4 Sorcerer present would not be able to bear the heavy blow of having their entire family wiped out in an instant. Most of them had no hope of advancing, and their families and clansmen were all they had!
Flames surged around Grimm's body, and he was instantly covered in a bright red robe. He glanced apologetically at the frightened Mirva, then at the crowd that was slowly gathering around them. "It's nothing," he said in a low voice. "It's just a small experiment. Fortunately, it didn't cause any adverse effects. It's late at night. Everyone should go back and rest! If there's anything, we can talk about it tomorrow … "
Since Grim had already said so, everyone could only disperse.
However, no one knew how many of them would be able to rest peacefully after such a sudden incident.
The Annemudo Academy under the night sky was actually a miniature version of the Scattered Tower Forest.
The entire central continent was actually shocked by Grim's pseudo-super-powerful strength. Even though they were unwilling, they were not willing to sacrifice their precious lives to fight Grim head-on.
Thus, the Scattered Tower Forest, which was filled with families and Wizard's Pagodas, submitted to Grim's' tyrannical power '!
Due to the lack of time, this kind of alliance did not have much cohesiveness. Most of the members of the alliance were also half-hearted, and would not wholeheartedly submit to Grim.
Under such circumstances, Grim had to maintain his strength!
Only by continuing to grow stronger could he intimidate these unruly speculators, forcing them to follow the direction of the Crimson Family and push for change in the central continent.
Therefore, no matter what, Grim couldn't fall, and he couldn't afford to fail!
If he showed any signs of weakness, the pack of vicious wolves in front of him could turn on him at any time.
Fortunately, Grim's strength had long since surpassed that of the central continent's Magi. The enemies that could truly threaten him were not those within, but those outside …
Grim returned to his residence under the protection of the Bug Lich Bliss.
Before leaving, Grim stood still and looked towards the distant eastern horizon.
There, close to the horizon, was a purple star that shone brightly, looking exceptionally eye-catching.
Grim took a deep breath, suppressing the flustered emotions in his heart.
At that moment, an inexplicable chill seeped out from the depths of the void and engulfed his body. He could sense that this was a warning from the plane's consciousness through the Law of Fire that he controlled.
Danger was coming from the east!
That was the Wizard Association's territory!
Could it be that they were still unwilling to give up after defeating Sevorius, and were preparing to send new powerhouses to cause trouble for him?
After all, Grim was not a prophet. Although he was alert to unknown dangers, it was difficult for him to obtain more detailed information through the illusory power of laws. Usually, when he encountered something like this, he would try to contact Alice and listen to her advice.
But tonight, he had 'angered' her, and it was likely that he would not be able to get a word from her in a short period of time.
Hence, Grim could only shake his head and do his best to defend against any possible attacks with his own abilities.
… …
Just as Grim felt a vague sense of danger, Gloria had just returned to the Wizard Association through the teleportation gate.
Tower Overlook, Level 721.
A light blue teleportation gate vibrated in the stone room, and a beautiful band of light flowed out from it like a dazzling aurora. The band of light swam around in the stone room, and every time its edge touched the surrounding stone walls, a layer of space-time barrier would appear.
The band of light would slowly shrink after coming into contact with the space-time barrier, and continue to float around the stone room as if nothing had happened.
Several grade 4 wizards standing outside looked at the band of light with a hint of vigilance and fear in their eyes.
This was because they were the legendary Torrent of Time, which would often appear at the intersection of two planes of different attributes.
Don't be fooled by how beautiful these ribbons of light were, in fact, extremely dangerous.
The Torrent of Time was born and destroyed, and ten thousand years passed in an instant. The flow of time inside was completely different from that of the outside world.
Once any living being was involved in the Torrent of Time, they would be affected by the different flow of time inside. Sometimes, time would stop, and they would be trapped inside forever. Sometimes, time would reverse, and they would silently return to a certain moment in the past. Sometimes, ten thousand years passed in an instant, and their short life would be consumed, and they would directly turn into a pile of bones …
It was precisely because of the chaos and elusiveness of the Torrent of Time that it became a forbidden place that creatures of other planes did not dare to touch.
Even a rank 4 Magus would have a high chance of dying if they were caught unprepared in the torrent of time.
Hence, looking at the Torrent of Time lingering around the ultra-long-distance teleportation door in the teleportation room, even the association's upper echelons present were a little frightened, lest something went wrong with the space-time barrier.
An energy hurricane suddenly blew in the teleportation room, and the light blue ultra-long-distance teleportation door began to shake violently. Void storms blew in from within the blue light film. If it were not for the protection of the surrounding spell formations, the teleportation room, and even the entire Overwatch Tower, would have suffered the baptism of the energy storm.
Finally, when the teleportation door shook to a certain extreme, purple light shone on the light film, and a figure that was neither tall nor short went straight through and appeared in the teleportation room.
This layer of purple light seemed to be the manifestation of some strange law. Not only did it block the scouring of the turbulent energy tide, but it also blocked the invasion of the beautiful band of light from the Torrent of Time.
After a while, the figure stabilized his body and strode out of the teleportation room, only then did he completely appear in front of everyone.
"Gloria, you're finally back!" The one standing at the front to welcome her was naturally Domhnar, who presided over the overall affairs of the association.
"Welcome back, Sister Gloria!" Another petite and dainty girl threw herself into the arms of the figure of purple light. She spoke in a relaxed manner, as though they had an extraordinary relationship.
The other three Rank-4 members of the association who were standing at the side also nodded in greeting.
"Welcome, Lady Gloria!"
"Welcome …"
Just as everyone gathered together, Mastan's unpleasant voice that sounded like a drake's came from the distant tunnel.
"Gloria's back … Gloria's back … My little baby, come into my arms and let me see if your skin has been roughed up by the extraterrestrial storm …"
Hearing this near-suicidal nonsense, the expressions of the few people present turned ugly.
Gloria, who had just dispelled the lingering space-time turbulence and dispersed the protective purple light around her, had an even more hideous expression on her face.
In the next second, she had already flung away her sister, who had jumped into her arms, and punched Mastan's ugly face, sending him flying into the stone wall at the side. She then kicked him hard.
Boom …
The entire Overwatch Tower trembled slightly.
The gazes of the crowd could not help but twitch …
Sure enough, Mastan was as reckless as ever, and Lady Gloria was as merciless as ever.
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