To be honest, forest demons were similar to undead creatures with spiritual bodies.
They were a kind of forest spirit that was formed by fusing the essence of plants with the souls of magical creatures. Depending on the materials used, they would have strange witchcraft abilities.
As a type of Magus rank magical creature, their strength was directly related to the abilities they possessed. There was a huge difference between strong and weak abilities!
For example, some forest demons that had the ability to 'revive' were almost invincible in the forest. Any injuries on their bodies could be healed by absorbing the magic energy from the plants around them, and magic energy was everywhere in the Dark Forest.
So without the ability to defeat them in one fell swoop, it was almost impossible to capture them!
Just as he was lost in his reverie, a strange cry from a magical creature came from the horizon.
"A magical creature is coming! Let's hide for a while! " Gargamel took out a pouch from his robes and sprinkled some yellow powder on the two of them.
Their figures quickly became blurry and transparent. By the time the distant magical creature flew past the edge of the forest, they could no longer see anything on the cliff. Even their auras had disappeared.
Although the people at the bottom of the cliff did not have such mystical methods, they still had some simple 'deodorant' powder. With the cover of the dense forest, they did not have to worry about being discovered by the 'big guy' flying in the distance.
Grimm raised his head to take a closer look.
This was a two-legged wyvern covered in greenish-grey scales!
Looking at its short tail and the flower crown on its skull, it could be deduced that its innate spell was acidic. It was also the most common flying type of magical creature in the forest.
[Beep. High-energy magic creature discovered … Green Wyvern, acidic wyvern. Legend has it that it has the bloodline of a giant dragon and a griffin. It has membranous wings and can fly … Basic stats are as follows: Strength > 7, Agility > 4, Vitality > 5, Spiritual Force > 2 … … Overall strength: Rank of an official Magus …]
This two-legged wyvern's strength and agility were more than double his, and its vitality was slightly higher. The only thing he could suppress it in was his spiritual force. He was 7, and it was 2. This was probably the only thing he could use to comfort himself.
Grimm relied on the A.I. Chip's passive detection to estimate the two-legged wyvern's basic stats while trying to figure out its true strength. After all, the A.I. Chip's detection was just data on paper and could not fully represent a creature's true strength.
Apart from its thick skin and long vitality, the wyvern in front of him had almost no other merits. Although it was also a subspecies of dragon, the Giant Dragon bloodline in its body was too thin. Instead, its mother's Gryphon bloodline was richer.
Many wizard families with dragon bloodlines had the urge to expel the wyverns from the dragon subspecies. Although this fellow looked like a dragon, the Giant Dragon Bloodline in his body was so thin that it couldn't even compare to the Kobolds underground. He was really just a good-looking but useless guy!
Although it looked ferocious and could fly, on paper, its strength was on par with an official Sorcerer. But in a one-on-one fight, the wizards had too many ways to kill it.
The most despicable thing about them was their intelligence!
A subspecies of dragon only had the instincts of a bloodthirsty monster, and did not even have basic intelligence. It was easy for Magi to set up a trap and kill it.
However, wyverns were magical creatures that lived in groups. Usually, seven or ten of them lived in groups. Unless it was necessary, wizards were not willing to provoke these vengeful creatures that would explode with a single poke.
This wyvern had obviously come out to hunt.
It spread its membranous wings that were covered in thin scales, and its huge and ferocious body flew over the treetops with a strong gust of wind.
The stench of a subspecies of dragon spread in all directions!
In the lush forest, the sound of branches breaking could be heard. This was the sound of large animals frantically fleeing. For a moment, the forest was filled with birds and beasts, as if it was the end of the world.
The wyvern spread its wings and circled above the sea of trees, before suddenly plunging into the dense forest.
In the forest, the ground and mountains began to shake. The short howls of all kinds of animals rose and fell, and the tall ancient trees began to shake violently.
A moment later, there was a gust of wind, and the wyvern struggled to flap its wings and fly back into the sky. Its thick hind legs tightly gripped a wild boar the size of a calf.
With an excited and mournful cry, the wyvern streaked across the sky and disappeared into the depths of the forest.
"Are monsters of this level common in the Black Forest?" Grimm could not help but ask softly.
"Not very common, but as common as the hairs on a cow!" A sinister smile appeared on Gargamel's face, "We are now only at the edge of the Black Forest. Once we go more than a hundred miles in, you will know how many monsters there are! So, no matter how strong you are, it's useless here. If you can't kill enough monsters, just by piling them up, you will die. If you want to live a stable life, you have to rely on nothing else but keeping a low profile and hiding! "
"No wonder those Magi like to form teams to train in the Black Forest. This place is indeed not suitable for lone Magi!"
"Jie Jie Jie … Lone Magi coming here is simply sending themselves to death! Most of the rank 2 and above monsters have their own territories and won't easily trespass. But who could say for sure about this kind of thing! If you meet a rank 2 monster that roams around, a lone Magus won't even have the chance to escape! "
"It's not that easy to meet a rank 2 monster, right?"
"Jie Jie Jie … Within 500 miles of the Black Forest, the chances of meeting a rank 2 monster are very small. Only those rank 2 monsters that lose their territories will occasionally wander here. However, once you go more than a thousand miles into the Black Forest, it will be the territory of rank 2 monsters. "
"How intelligent are they?"
"Hmph, don't look down on them. In terms of intelligence, those monsters are not inferior to us Magi. It's just that their knowledge and inheritance is too lacking, which is why they are suppressed by us in the Black Forest. "
"Why can't these monsters gather together and form a large and unified organization to fight against us? With their intelligence, they should be able to do this! "
"Jie Jie Jie … With their intelligence, they should be able to do this. However, it will be very difficult for them to be ambitious … After all, the races of the monsters are too mixed, unlike us who have a large human race as our foundation. Moreover, the monsters have always believed in the strong. If you want to make another fellow lower its head, the only way is to beat it into submission. So even if one or two strong monsters have the intention to do so, they don't have the ability … "
Taking advantage of the fact that the mercenaries were busy preparing dinner, the two Magi decided to converse on the short cliff.
Although Grimm had gathered a large amount of knowledge through the A.I. Chip, he could only turn this knowledge into actual experience and enrich his understanding of the Magus World through communication with other Magi. Only then would he be able to directly observe the information firsthand.
Their dinner was fried rabbit meat.
The meat was probably the ferocious white rabbit that was as large as a mastiff.
But it had to be said that this kind of ordinary magical creature that was soaked in dense magical aura, apart from the delicious taste of its meat, when the juicy meat was swallowed, a thick warm current would surge in the body. The faint magic energy that was emitted from the meat would slowly nourish the body of the person who ate it, and it would have a beneficial effect on the vitality.
Grimm's vitality had now reached 4 points, and his strength had reached 3 points. He was even stronger than the sword-shield warrior Lowi, who specialized in training his body. What did he rely on? It was the subtle and slow nourishment brought about by the magic energy meal that he ate day after day.
However, as his vitality increased, these low-ranked monsters could no longer give him any increase in vitality or strength. At most, they could help him recover the damage to his physical body and spirit.
If he wanted to rely on food to strengthen his vitality, he would have to find a way to capture some high-ranked monsters, such as the Wyvern … Otherwise, the price of the magic energy meal provided by the Magus Tower was something that even an elite Magus like him could not afford.
Therefore, in the future, it would be much more convenient to set up his Wizard Tower near the Black Forest to hunt those low-ranked monsters!
After dinner, the two Magi went into their own tents and used simple spells to seal them up. Only then did they begin their daily meditation.
Since they were in the wild, no Wizard dared to enter deep meditation, so the effect of meditation was very poor. However, no matter how small an improvement was, it was still an improvement. Therefore, meditation was still a basic daily routine for Wizards!
Wizards needed absolute silence when they meditated, so the people in the camp stopped all actions that could disturb the two Wizards. They quietly tidied up their equipment.
The thief named Rode slipped out of the camp without saying a word and began to set up simple traps and mechanisms around the camp. For a guy like him, his ability to fight head-on wasn't that great, but when it came to hiding and setting up traps, he was an expert.
After dinner, Sabrina, who had the identity of a Prospective Wizard, sat by the campfire in a daze. The other intermediate apprentice named Anthony could only shrug his shoulders and take the initiative to set up a warning spell around the camp.
Although he was a Potioneering Apprentice, he had the strength of an intermediate level. Of course, he had mastered this kind of universal witchcraft. Now that he was the weakest in the camp, he had to do all the dirty work!
Three hours later, as night fell, Grimm and Gargamel finished their respective meditation and came out of their tents.
"Lord Grimm and I have some matters to take care of. You guys guard this camp and don't run around." Gargamel took out a small cloth bag and threw it to Anthony. "Every hour, sprinkle some powder into the campfire. This way, there won't be any low-ranked monsters attacking. You … come with us! "
Gargamel pointed at Sabrina, who was in a daze.
A Prospective Wizard was not very useful in hunting down Wizard-ranked monsters, but she was more than enough to be a meat shield!
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