According to the information gathered by Grimm and the others, as well as the communication between Cogan and Sarubo's projection, they quickly confirmed that this was a small material plane with a maximum power of level 4.
Lack of magical elements.
The Mysticism system was not complete.
The magical characteristics of the entire plane hindered the casting of spells, which meant that one would have to put in a lot more effort to successfully cast a spell. Even so, there was still a high chance of failure!
Due to the difficulty of casting spells, powerful Elemental Controllers could not maintain their class advantage in front of physical professions. That was why there was a situation where the demon hunter knights completely dominated the spellcasters.
A group of "barbarians" wearing heavy armor, holding metal shields, mounted horses, and wielding swords were worthy of hunting down great spellcasters all over the world?
Although none of the Magi present had any sympathy for the spellcasters of this plane, the thought of their own kind being hunted down like wild beasts by a group of knights who played with barbaric strength ignited the flames of fury in everyone's hearts.
Grimm couldn't help but worry when he thought about how the power of this plane was so low. He asked Wizard Cogan, "Mr. Cogan, this plane can only hold level 4 power, so Mr. Sarubo …"
Although Grim didn't finish his sentence, everyone understood what he was trying to say.
Sarubo was a terrifying level 6 wizard. Could he really squeeze into this plane with his strength?
Before Cogan could answer, a low and gentle voice suddenly sounded in everyone's mind.
"Of course not! This plane can't hold all of my power. " It was the voice of the great wizard Sarubo, "I don't plan on projecting all of my power here. I only need a small portion. What you need to do now is to guard this place and wait for the other wizards to come.
They will build a wizard tower here.
Once the Wizard Tower is built, I will be able to project my full power into the area covered by the Wizard Tower. When that time comes, if the so-called strong people of this plane dare to come, I can make them stay here forever! "
Grimm clenched his teeth and asked hesitantly, "Then why don't you let a level 4 wizard try to break in first? I'm sure it would be easier for him to come in than you! "
"Level 4 wizard? Hahaha … Little fellow, you underestimate the suppression of the Plane's laws on Magi. On the one hand, he had to prevent the Void Vortex from being destroyed by the self-healing ability of the Void Vortex. On the other hand, he had to suppress the fluctuations of the Void Vortex from being sensed by the outside world. Finally, he had to contend against the powerful will of the plane. Do you think a Tier 4 Sorcerer can do that? "
The sorcerers could not help but nod silently.
Over the past few days, they had experienced many things. Being in an unfriendly plane world, the discomfort brought about by the plane's suppression was driving them crazy!
If a rank 4 Magus was in Lord Salubo's position, would he still be able to maintain his battle prowess and not fall under such heavy suppression? If they were attacked by the top-ranked experts of this plane, would a rank 4 Magus be able to maintain an advantage in terms of strength?
For a moment, everyone was silent, repeatedly chewing on the deeper meaning revealed in the words of the Great Wizard's projection.
If they did not hear wrongly, this outpost camp should be the safest place in this plane. At the very least, this was the case for them!
If they encountered an undefeatable enemy outside, they could definitely lure them here and use the power of the Great Wizard's projection to eliminate the enemy. However, this could only be done after the Magus Tower was built. Before the Magus Tower was built, the power that the Great Wizard's projection could produce was limited, and it could not be used carelessly.
Although everyone wanted to ask what level of power the Great Wizard's projection could produce, this was definitely the core secret of this invasion. But this was definitely the core secret of this invasion, asking randomly would only attract the suspicion of the Grand Wizard, so everyone could only remain silent.
The Great Sorcerer guided them in and needed a month's buffer period before he could guide the second batch. This had already revealed a lot of information. Thus, while the sharp-witted Magi were secretly trying to figure out what was going on, they began to change the topic and talked about some problems related to magic.
The following tasks were arranged as per usual. The four family Magi were in charge of the construction and improvement of the camp, while Grim and the other two were in charge of the periphery. However, this time, they were no longer limited to methods!
Before leaving, Wizard Cogan made a strict request to Grim and the other two.
In the early stage, they had to hide and not alert the enemy, especially not draw the enemy's attention to the camp. During this period, the three Magi had to use all means possible to plant the necessary spies among the indigenous humans, and use the enemy's power to monitor all areas that could possibly be close to the camp.
If there was a small group of enemies, the three could secretly kill them according to the situation. If the enemy was strong, they would try their best to lure them to other areas. At least, before the enemy had an irresistible grade 2 powerhouse, the three of them would not be able to get any support from the camp.
The three of them had already expected this, so they had nothing to complain about. Thus, after resting for a night in the camp, they once again set out on their journey!
… …
Colca Village, a small village near the Greenland Forest.
There were many simple villages like this in the Greenland Forest. It was the kind of super small village where one could see all the houses from one end of the village. The total population was less than 60 people.
Since there were many ferocious beasts in the mountains, the majority of the villagers were hunters. Years of hunting had sharpened their skills in dealing with wild beasts, and they were also experts in archery and traps.
Mountain villages usually slept early.
The sky had just turned dark, but the small village was already a rare sight.
In a small wooden house near the edge of the village, seven or eight strong men dressed like hunters were talking around the fire pit for warmth. The steam from the wooden cups in their hands covered the worry on their faces.
"We can't go on like this! We haven't seen any large beasts for more than half a month. Today, I went to the beast trap on the east side to take a look, but I didn't find anything. "A hunter with a scar on his face was the first to speak.
"Yeah, it's been too strange recently. It's like all the beasts have hidden away …"
"Same over there … We've already gone more than 30 miles into the forest, but we haven't even found any pheasants or wild rabbits …"
"Yeah, yeah …"
… …
Everyone was talking at once, and their words were full of confusion and doubt.
"Don't tell me it's some kind of terrifying monster?" a short Hunter asked abruptly.
Everyone immediately fell silent.
For hunters like them who made a living in the forest, there was nothing more terrifying than encountering a monster. They might be able to deal with the wild beasts in the forest easily, but if they encountered a monster, they might not even have the chance to escape!
"Most of those monsters are deep in the mountains, and they have their own fixed territories. They wouldn't come out so easily, would they?" A young hunter could not help but ask.
"Splitting up, avoiding disaster, losing in a tribal war, or a stronger monster … These could all cause those scary monsters to change their territory …" An experienced old hunter said coldly.
Everyone fell silent again.
"Why don't we gather tomorrow and explore the depths of the forest together? We can't just wait like this … "A hunter tried to test the waters.
His proposal was immediately echoed by everyone, and the discussion immediately became heated again.
However, just as the discussion was in full swing, there was a sudden knock on the simple wooden door.
Everyone was stunned!
It couldn't be someone from the village, or else they would have just pushed the door open. Who would knock on the door in such a polite manner in the cold wind? Their small village was located halfway up the mountain. The mountain was steep, and the path was rugged. How could anyone come here after dark?
One had to know that to prevent wild beasts from entering the village at night, there were many traps and traps placed outside the village!
"Who is it?" The owner of the wooden house stood up and asked in a deep voice.
No one answered, but the knocking on the wooden door did not stop.
Just as everyone felt a chill in their hearts, there was a faint rustling sound above their heads. Then, with a plop, some strange things fell from the roof and landed on them.
"It's a scorpion …"
Some of the sharp-eyed hunters cried out in surprise, and then they kept beating and shaking, trying to chase away these black scorpions that they had never seen before. However, with a slight stab of pain on their bodies, the hunters suddenly froze, and a numbing feeling that they had never experienced spread quickly through their bodies.
The hunters who had their skin pierced by the scorpion's stinger froze on the spot, their tongues trembling, and their eyes filled with fear. However, they had lost the ability to move.
Under their horrified gazes, strange scorpions with bulging abdomens appeared in the wooden house, crawling along their stiff bodies to their faces. They used their sharp limbs to pry open their mouths, and without hesitation, the strange scorpions burrowed in.
Every hunter looked at their closest companion in horror. They could clearly see a bulging lump sliding down their esophagus with difficulty. As for themselves, they felt a heart-wrenching pain in their throats, their esophagus and trachea bursting from the foreign object. The terrifying scorpion was still stubbornly burrowing downwards!
They wanted to scream for help, but their throats were blocked. They wanted to use their hands to dig the terrifying scorpion out, but their bodies were so numb that they could not even move their little fingers.
Such a frightening scene caused all the hunters to lose their courage. Their eyes rolled back, and they fainted from the pain. Only Hank, who had a sturdy body, managed to hold on, and did not faint.
Thus, he was fortunate enough to see the figure of the mastermind behind the scenes.
Unknowingly, a strange cloaked man had walked into the house, and slowly sat down by the fire pit.
In the dim firelight, Hank saw two balls of green will-o '-the-wisp under the hood, and a horrifying face so ugly that no one dared to look at it directly.
Was this a bug or a person?
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