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Chapter 15

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After proudly announcing her return to the crowd, Mary stretched out her slender hand and grabbed Grimm in front of her.

"From today onwards, he is my subordinate. Anyone who dares to make things difficult for him will be my enemy! "

After saying this, Grimm let go of her right hand and swept through the air. His extremely sharp claws left five faint scratches in the air. Only when the scratches slowly faded in the air did the sharp sound of wind breaking reach the crowd's ears.

Ugh … What an abnormal agility, what a terrifying ability to break through attacks. With this kind of speed and attack power, who among the people present could complete the incantation before the attack reached their bodies?

After estimating the power of Red Robe Mary's attack, everyone's faces turned ugly.

Grimm smiled bitterly and froze on the spot. For the first time, he felt a headache over his "good luck".

He had always believed in keeping a low profile, but in the end, he was undeniably involved in the storm of powerful apprentices. Even though this Red Robe Mary clearly had good intentions, could she really rely on simple intimidation of strength to suppress this group of fearless acolytes?

In this Wizard Tower where people's hearts were unfathomable and scheming, there were too many ways to kill someone without anyone noticing. The library was full of curses, witchcraft, and poisons that could kill people without leaving a trace. As long as someone was willing to put in the effort, it was not difficult to let a student die without knowing why.

In this sinister Wizard Tower, Grimm did not want even a hair or a drop of blood to fall into the hands of outsiders. After all, there were all kinds of unimaginable and strange spells, and any carelessness could turn him into a puppet controlled by others.

Therefore, most apprentices lived in seclusion. Even if they were "companions" in the same circle, they would rarely have any intimate contact.

Feeling the faint hostile gazes from all directions, Grimm once again smiled bitterly.

This was a good way to attract hatred.

In the past, he was just a harmless low-level apprentice in the eyes of others. Even if there was a small grudge, no one would try to kill him. But today, without even saying a word, he had offended almost all of the sorcerer-apprentices.

One could imagine that from now on, he would be an anomaly among the Beginner Apprentices. Anyone who tried to get close to him would either be trying to get information about this Red Shirt Mary or dig a huge hole for him to die without knowing why.

Although Grim cursed in his heart, he had no choice but to put on a poker face at this moment.

After saying what she wanted to say, Red Dress Mary grabbed Grim and flew out of the restaurant. A moment later, the cold and arrogant Red Robe Mary appeared in front of Am, who was still in shock.

"Give me the arena card!"

Mary, who had been reborn, displayed an unprecedented strength and tyranny. Her small hands slammed on the table, causing the things placed on the table to shake. An ugly and slimy frog crawled out of the pile of books and jumped onto Am's shoulder. It stared at Mary, the culprit, with its big, angry eyes.

The frog was not big, but its head was surprisingly big. Its slippery back was full of lumps and blisters, and green juice could be seen in them. Its huge head was matched with a huge mouth, and its eyes were actually growing on two tentacle-like meaty pillars. It looked quite strange.

Amu patted the frog's weird head in fear. He tilted his head and whispered something to the frog. The frog reluctantly opened its mouth and spat out a special card that was flashing with a golden luster.

Mary snorted coldly, snatched the golden card, and dragged Grim away.

Before they left, Grim could not help but look at the frog with a complicated expression.

A companion beast!

This frog should be the companion beast of the Intermediate Apprentice, Am.

Apprentices like them who were still struggling at the bottom level of the tower were all trying to strengthen themselves, trying to increase their survival skills. Increasing one's spiritual force was undoubtedly the most difficult. Without the help of potions to increase one's spiritual force, top-level meditation techniques, and official wizards to answer their questions, they could only rely on themselves.

Therefore, they were willing to try and fight for any method that could help them increase their strength. Companion beasts were undoubtedly one of the many ways to increase one's strength.

Companion beasts were also known as parasitic beasts. They were special monsters that had been improved by witchcraft. Apprentices could use a special witchcraft ritual to establish a companion relationship between their soul and some kind of monster.

Of course, this method had its advantages and disadvantages. The advantage was that they could indirectly use the monster's talent to give themselves some special abilities that others could not imagine. The disadvantage was that when establishing the companion relationship, part of the apprentice's soul had to be cut into the companion beast. This way, if the companion beast was seriously injured or died, the apprentice himself would also suffer.

If it was light, his spiritual force would plummet and his soul would be injured. If it was heavy, his soul would be shattered and he would become an idiot.

Ordinary apprentices could only establish a companion relationship with one kind of monster in their lifetime. However, there were always exceptions. One of the three powerhouses, Nefarious Worm, was obviously a lifebound beast. However, he had broken through the limit of lifebound beasts and hid a large number of strange worms in his body.

As for how he did it, perhaps all the apprentices in the tower who wanted to take this path would want to know, but no one dared to pry into his secrets. This was because those who dared to do so all died mysteriously.

Amu, who was only an intermediate apprentice, had chosen a Poison Dart Frog as his lifebound beast, which could shoot poison arrows. Also, its regenerative ability was not bad. This was probably the main reason why Amu had chosen it.



When the door of the stone room slowly closed, only Mary and Grim were left in the huge arena.

This arena was much bigger than the one before. It was at least 200 square meters. This was not a place for apprentices to practice witchcraft, but a small arena for duels.

If there was any irreconcilable hatred between apprentices, they would usually come to this arena to fight it out. Although there was a rule that forbade taking someone's life, if there was a "mistake", they would not have to pay with their life. All they had to do was pay a huge fine.

This was why many apprentices were afraid of this arena and called it the "Arena of Death"!

Mary's slender figure stood in front of Grim, her delicate face carrying a cold smile that was a mixture of charm and cruelty.

"I don't want useless people under me. Let's see what you've got today! "

After saying this, she let out a delicate yell. Without any preparation, her weak body swayed to the left and right, creating a series of shadows. Her real body was mixed in with the shadows as she charged at Grimm from the right at high speed.

Fight as you wish? This red-clothed Mary was too swift and decisive!

Although Mary was a little cold in the past, she still had the cautiousness and low profile of a wizard apprentice. How come he had become so arrogant and domineering after a trip with Wizard Anderson?

However, Grim did not have time to think about this. Mary's attack had already arrived.

A series of alarms rang in his mind and almost made him lose his mind.

"Warning, warning. Target is approaching the Host … Initial estimate: Agility > 13. Please move left two steps, dodge and counterattack with Burning Hand …"

After all, the Flame Arrow had yet to solidify, so Grimm could only use the Burning Hand for now.

The attack was so fast that Grim's eyes could not even see where Mary was. He could only place all his hopes on the A.I. Chip's guidance. He stepped forward and quickly prepared his Burning Hand.

But that was as far as he could go.

Grim tried his best to dodge, but he only managed to complete half of it before he stumbled and fell. The clothes below his ribs were torn, revealing three bloody marks. The Burning Hand in his hand swept across his body, but it did not even hit a ghost.

Grim pressed his hand on his wound and glared at Red Dress Mary in horror. She stood there leisurely, licking her fingernails that had traces of blood on them with her long and agile tongue.

"Your reaction is quite fast! It's just that your body is a little weak. If this is all you can do, I'm afraid you're going to suffer a lot today! "

Perhaps it was because she had seen blood, but her eyes, which had already returned to their original state, began to glow red, looking dangerous and strange. "If you don't want to die, then hurry up …"

With that, Mary squatted down like a cheetah ready to pounce. Her aura suddenly became fierce and violent.

Damn it, I'm really going to die if this goes on.

Seeing Mary's bloodshot eyes and the sharp canine teeth that were slowly protruding from her lips, Grim's alarm grew louder and louder. Grimm didn't have time to deal with the wound on his right rib as he roared loudly. He clapped his hands heavily, and in less than three seconds of ultimate casting, both his palms ignited with bright red flames at the same time, protecting the front of his body tightly.

"That's more like it! Hehe … You better guard well! "

Mary laughed coldly and pounced forward like a bolt of lightning.

With Grimm's dynamic vision, he could only follow the afterimages left behind by Red Dress Mary, but he could not find her real body. In order to avoid getting close to him like last time, Grim moved his body in a small area, adjusting his posture while frantically waving his hands, using the blazing flames to seal off all possible routes of attack.

* Woo woo woo … *

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