As for the last piece of blue ore, Grim identified it as a piece of magic iron ore.
If such an ore was properly smelted, purified, and forged, the weapon created would have slight characteristics of a magic weapon, such as increased sharpness or armor-piercing properties. This kind of thing might be a good treasure in the mortal world, but in a group of wizard apprentices with extraordinary powers, it seemed insignificant.
After dealing with the items around him, Grimm took out a book on Witchcraft and flipped through it. Right now, he was not in the mood to immerse himself in the study of magic. However, as long as his spiritual force was not exhausted every day, he would try his best to make use of every minute.
Once he had enough spiritual force, he would practice magic. Although he had the help of the A.I. Chip to solidify the spells that were of great use to him, he still needed to practice hard every day. After all, there was a spellcasting specialty waiting for him during his apprenticeship period. Whether it was Smooth Casting, Mobile Casting, or Crafting of Wonders, it was a good choice.
Only by strengthening one aspect of himself with a purpose could he obtain the feedback of the Sorcerer World through diligent practice and obtain these magic specialties that were of great significance to him.
Proficient Spellcasting. This ability could help Sorcerer-Apprentices quickly complete the casting of spells. Only 80% of the long and awkward incantations needed to be completed for the spell to be automatically activated. Don't look down on this magic specialty, it only saved 20% of the casting time, but it was the prerequisite for the follow-up specialty, Instant Casting.
As for the significance of Instant Casting for an elemental wizard, it was needless to say.
Mobile Casting was actually the apprentice-level spellcasting specialty that Grim wanted the most. It allowed Sorcerer-Apprentices to continuously cast spells even if they were running at high speed. Otherwise, if Sorcerer-Apprentices wanted to cast spells to attack or defend, they could only stand still in the same place.
Therefore, this magic specialty was a must-have specialty for battle wizards.
The specialty of Wondrous Item Creation was also indispensable for Sorcerer-Apprentices who wanted to refine potions, weapons, and magical equipment. Only by mastering this specialty would they have the possibility of making magic wands, magic tools, and enchantments.
As for the process of obtaining these specialties, most of the spell books were vague, but the Will of the Sorcerer World was frequently mentioned. Grim had always been skeptical about this.
Any kind of knowledge and technique, as long as one practiced diligently and pondered it day in and day out, one's body with strong inertia would definitely solidify these things into one's own instinct. However, relying on the feedback from the World Will of the Sorcerer World to obtain some kind of mysterious power was beyond Grim's understanding.
Could it be that the vast and boundless world he lived in had its own will? Could it be that it could also take care of and pay attention to every individual living on its body like a high and mighty god, and then reward them when they performed well?
If such a will really existed, what form would it take? And where was it hiding? Moreover, what was its ability to control and control the plane of the world?
However, Grim didn't dare to guarantee that these mysterious things didn't exist. After all, the Sorcerer World that he was currently living in was a large plane surrounded by a sea of magic. In a place with such abundant magic energy, it was not surprising that something magical could happen.
Therefore, before he unraveled the mysterious veil, he had to maintain awe and respect for everything. This was the attitude that a wizard apprentice who pursued knowledge and truth should have.
He continued to store the knowledge in the book until his mental force was depleted. Only then did he stop 'reading'. He couldn't completely exhaust his mental force. After all, the Flame Arrow was currently in the optimization stage, and it would consume one point of mental force every day.
Looking at the dark sky outside the window, it was already late at night.
Grim closed the book tiredly and stood up to stretch. He shook his body until it made cracking sounds, and then climbed onto the wooden bed in a daze.
However, it wasn't time for a good sleep yet. He still hadn't finished his routine meditation for the day!
Therefore, in the silent darkness, his breathing gradually calmed down, and his entire mind sank into the spiritual world full of elemental light spots.
This was actually the sorrow of being a wizard apprentice.
From the moment they opened their eyes every day, their schedule was full. Even when they climbed onto the bed in exhaustion, what awaited them was not sweet dreams, but a routine meditation. Only by meditating day after day would their mental power grow little by little.
… …
However, just as the lights of the entire swamp tower were gradually extinguished and completely plunged into darkness, a strange figure suddenly appeared on the tower.
The tower was almost vertical, and there were many hidden and mysterious spell formations. None of these could hinder it, allowing it to move at a speed far beyond that of a normal person. It could be seen that its movements had a strong sense of purpose. After passing through many open narrow windows, it did not stop for even a moment. It kept running and shuttling between the shadows.
Yes, it was not a shadow creature that could jump freely in the shadows, but its super high agility gave it unimaginable mobility. The vertical tower that ordinary people could not climb was like walking on flat ground for it. Moreover, it moved silently, just like a ghost assassin living in the shadows.
Finally, the target was in front of it.
The agile figure leaped and hung outside the narrow window. Its whole body sank into the shadows where light could not reach, silently listening to something.
The room inside the window was silent, only a steady and long breath could be heard. Obviously, the wizard apprentice inside was also in a deep meditation. At this time, Sorcerer-Apprentices were usually defenseless. Any thief or similar profession could just sneak in and end an ambitious wizard with a sharp dagger.
However, the figure outside the window was obviously an experienced person. It did not rush to jump through the window, but opened its eyes in the shadows and looked around with slight doubt.
Silence! Silence! A deathly silence!
Everything around her was obviously normal, but for no reason, the fear in her heart became stronger and stronger.
This was not because she really sensed something, but a trace of warning came from the depths of the unfamiliar bloodline, as if there was something dangerous waiting for her in front.
Although she hated this abominable bloodline that turned her into neither a human nor a ghost, as a Mutated Vampire who had experienced the awakening of her bloodline, she believed everything that came from her bloodline without a doubt.
During the day, that bastard just showed her his strength, and on the same night, he was able to enter a deep meditation without any precaution. This kind of wizard apprentice was really brave!
In the shadows under the window, the bright eyes revealed a sly smile. Red Mary raised her slender hand and a fist-sized ball was thrown into the narrow window. Her body had already turned into a black bat that blended in with the moonlight, flapping its wings and flying away.
Just as the ball passed through the narrow window, a hidden spell formation on the inside of the window was triggered.
The crackling paralyzing lightning with a faint blue light instantly engulfed the space where the ball was. With the speed of lightning, even if Red Mary's speed doubled, she would not be able to completely dodge it. And in the shadows of the room, where there was originally no one, four to five strange spells of different colors suddenly shot out. In an instant, they hit the ball that had safely passed through the paralyzing lightning trap.
After all, the ball was just an outer shell formed by hardening mud. How could it possibly withstand the attacks of so many spells? Thus, the moment it was hit, it cracked!
The outer shell shattered, revealing a puddle of jelly-like mud shackled inside. And this thing was actually a living creature. From the mixture of mud, filth, and smelly water, one could vaguely see a humanoid face on its pale green body.
"Not good, it's a Mud Monster!"
"Damn it, it's a Mud Monster …"
"Everyone, quickly hide …"
"…"
How could the wizard apprentices who had seen a lot of things not recognize this "terrifying" creature that was famous in the magic swamp? Regarding its terror, every acolyte who had experienced it would be in so much pain that they wished they were dead. Usually, if they met it in the magic swamp, all the acolytes would avoid it from afar, even the three powerhouses were no exception.
This was because it was the most hated magical creature in the magic swamp — the Mud Monster.
The Mud Monster was an extremely disgusting soft-bodied magical creature. Its appearance was like a pile of soft and greasy organic matter with asymmetrical teeth and eyes. Its pale green body was as soft as a puddle of mud, yet it was as tough as jelly.
Its attack power was so weak that it was almost negligible, but it had the most "terrifying" ability to make people wish they were dead — Acid Vomiting.
This strange creature's body contained a certain proportion of elemental substances, but these substances had already been contaminated by the power of chaos. Any object or creature that was stuck by its acid vomiting would have to endure the corrosion of the acid and the terrifying stench that shook the heavens and earth.
Moreover, this stench could not be dispelled by spells. Whoever was sprayed by the Mud Monster's acid could only wait to be tormented by the stench for ten days to half a month! During this period, any object that was touched by you would also inexplicably carry this stench.
Imagine a wizard apprentice being surrounded by this stench. When he wanted to eat something, even if it was the world's most delicious delicacy, when it entered his mouth, he would feel like he was swallowing feces that had been soaked in a fishy quagmire for thousands of years. That kind of torture, that kind of ridicule that everyone avoided, would simply make the wizard apprentice go crazy.
And now, this Mud Monster that was firmly sealed in the mud shell was actually blown up by the few of them in mid-air. In that case, the following scene simply could not be more painful!
When the pale green acid splashed all over the room, the sound of crazed vomiting could be heard in the room.
"Red Cloak … Blergh … Mary … Blergh … I'm not done with you … Blergh … Blergh … Blergh …"
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