It was a gloomy and terrifying magic swamp.
Even though it was daytime, the warm sunlight could not penetrate through the thick fog, so the light here was rather dim. The background color of the environment was rather gloomy and yellow.
After staying in such an environment for a long time, even a person's personality would become gloomy.
After the stone door slowly closed behind them, Tony pulled up his hood and said coldly.
"I'm going over there!"
Without waiting for Grimm's reply, Tony turned around and stepped onto the narrow path on the left that was paved with small white stones.
After Tony's sturdy figure disappeared in the fog, Grimm pulled up his hood and turned around to walk on the small path on the right.
As he walked, he said softly, "Show me Tony's detection data."
In the next second, the biochip's detection report on Tony appeared in his mind.
Name: Tony
Attribute: Strength 7
Agility 3
Vitality 8
Spiritual Power 6
…
Grimm curled his lips in surprise. With such a constitution, why didn't he change his profession and become a barbarian warrior? Tony's strength and vitality were actually twice his own, which meant that if Grimm fought him in close combat, he might not even be able to withstand a single punch.
However, as a wizard apprentice, Tony's spiritual power was only 6 points, which was 2 points lower than Grimm's. No amount of strength or vitality could make up for this advantage.
This meant that Tony was planning to develop into a close-combat wizard. Using all kinds of potions to strengthen his body and using spells to support his close-combat abilities was probably the only path he could choose!
The biochip was able to detect such precise data from the target's movements and behavior after interacting with them for a short period of time. This undoubtedly allowed Grimm to have more initiative in his interactions with others, and he could also avoid unnecessary risks.
This was undoubtedly what Grimm cared about the most!
However, this kind of detection method was probably useless against real Magi. The bodies of official Magi were always radiating strong elemental waves. This was an instinctive reaction after they condensed a large amount of energy, and it was also a way to prevent others from detecting their true condition.
Under the interference of the powerful energy radiation, it was unknown how much valuable information the biochip could obtain from them. Even Grimm wasn't sure if they could detect the existence of the biochip, so he had to be extremely careful when using the biochip in the tower.
The gravel path in front of him continued to stretch in the fog, and on both sides of the path were strange plants of varying heights. Short and thick conical tree trunks, closed leaves that curled up together, hanging vines that hung in twos and threes, mysterious flowers with brightly colored petals that were as big as washbasins, and a damp and dirty quagmire …
This scene looked very ordinary, but Grim knew that he could not step out of the gravel path.
Almost none of the animals and plants that could survive in the magic swamp were docile and kind. They were all terrifying monsters that would devour people without spitting out their bones.
Those bashful looking low trees were terrifying killer trees. Once you got close to them, their curled up leaves would suddenly stretch out and hug you in their arms. At this time, the hanging vines would wrap around you and stab your body with countless sharp tentacles, making you feel like your life was slipping away as you lost a drop of blood.
After your blood was sucked dry, the remaining flesh and bones became the best fertilizer for the killer trees.
If you were lucky enough to dig up the dark red soil at the foot of the killer trees, you would definitely find dense white bones, human bones, and beast bones. These were the only evidence left behind by the prey they had hunted!
The swamp tower kept these monsters for two reasons. One was to prevent outsiders from entering, and the other was to harvest some special witchcraft materials.
The rhizome of the Killer Tree and the blood sacs of the Bloodsucking Vines were good nourishment. For Magi with weak constitutions, they were beneficial supplements. Every once in a while, wizard apprentices would risk being attacked by the magical plants to harvest materials. This was a dangerous mission with a high mortality rate.
Perhaps it was because they sensed Grimm's flesh aura, the previously lifeless swamp suddenly became lively. The monsters that were beyond Grimm's senses and sight were all wriggling their bodies and branches, slowly approaching the gravel path. However, when Grimm's gaze swept past them, they would once again freeze, as if they had never moved in the first place.
Grimm didn't seem to care about the little tricks of the magical plant.
No matter how crazy and brutal they were, they did not dare to cross the simple gravel path beneath their feet. It was as if there was something there that they were afraid of.
"Search the database and record the magical plants in front of me!"
[Mission activation failed … Host's database has been damaged, unable to match species … Activating elemental vision, rebuilding model …]
Following a series of A.I. Chip prompts, the image projected on his retina shook for a moment, and then a huge amount of data flowed down like a waterfall from the top, using a gorgeous fluorescent light to render every object in his field of vision into a multicolored scene.
Elemental vision? Was this a special ability that the A.I. Chip had fused with his current body's abilities?
The green base indicated that these monsters were plants, while the red, yellow, blue, and purple colors indicated where their energy was concentrated. Apart from that, the ever-changing environmental humidity, temperature, wind speed, concentration of toxic particles, distribution and flow of elemental particles … All the data that the A.I. Chip could detect were displayed in the form of dynamic images in front of him.
Grimm furrowed his brows.
This colorful and overly complex visual projection had seriously affected his normal vision. How was he going to see things in the future?
"Remove the ineffective color spectrum … remove the diffuse fluorescence … Focus elemental vision on the most common energy systems …"
As Grimm's orders were passed down, the dazzling lights gradually dimmed. Everything in his field of vision returned to their original state. However, with the powerful elemental vision of the A.I. Chip, the edges of everything became translucent. Even the elemental particles in the air became faintly visible.
In Grimm's eyes, the thick, white fog now looked like lumps, threads, and pieces of slow-moving water elemental particles. They were restrained by a mysterious force and could not disperse. They could only envelop this magical swamp for years.
Grimm stood still, his eyes flickering under the shadow of his hood. He stared unblinkingly at the magic plant by the side of the road. With his new sense of sight, the other side of the man that was hidden under the disguise was finally revealed to Kieran.
Under the wrinkled bark of the tree, there were many eerie and terrifying faces. These were the souls that the killer tree had forcefully bound. On the grey trunk of the killer tree, the edges of its curled leaves, and the tips of its needle-like thorns, Grimm could 'see' green energy fluorescence. This should be the energy spectrum of the killer tree's paralyzing venom.
Under Grimm's elemental vision, the vampiric vine attached to the killer tree looked like a terrifying red monster. Pure blood flowed under its twisted and wriggling green skin, and at the place where it was connected to the killer tree, inside the hollow tree cavity, fist-sized blood sacs were expanding and contracting rhythmically, looking very much like a human heart.
* Caw caw … *
With a few ear-piercing screeches, a flock of carrion crows flew over and landed on a tree branch. They blinked their scarlet eyes and stared at Grimm.
To be honest, being stared at by a group of ominous monsters made Grim feel uncomfortable.
Grimm did not dare to be careless when faced with these uninvited swamp monsters. Although the Carrion Ravens could not be considered as powerful magical beasts, their blood-red eyes also had a slight "Mind Loss" ability. Previously, there had also been frightening examples of students being blinded by their pecks.
Seeing the eagerness of the carrion crows, Grimm raised his right hand and softly chanted a spell that he was very familiar with. After 5 seconds of casting, a large amount of crimson magical flames ignited in Grimm's hand. The flames spouted and twisted.
Grimm's entire right hand was wrapped in the magical flame, but it was not injured at all.
Burning Hand!
This was the only spell that Grimm had learned in the Wizard Tower for six years.
With Grimm's current abilities, he could only extend the demonic flames of the Burning Hand to a distance of five steps. He was powerless to extend any further. So, it could only be considered a close-range spell.
The magical flame that reflected the thick fog in the surroundings burned fiercely. The powerful fire elemental wave finally made the monsters in the swamp realize that the human in front of them was not someone they could easily capture.
The monsters that were slowly gathering around Grimm seemed to be greatly frightened. One by one, they ran away from the two sides of the path. The carrion crows cawed loudly and flew into the sky. After circling for a while, they disappeared into the depths of the fog.
Grimm let out a long sigh and finally felt a little relieved.
These monsters did not dare to set foot on this gravel path, but this did not stop them from using their own methods to trick or threaten apprentices to leave the path. If Grimm was frightened by the scene of them gathering around him and ran out of the path in a panic, it would be difficult to protect his life even with the protection spell.
The soul and flesh of an apprentice were undoubtedly much more delicious than those of ordinary humans and beasts. Moreover, this did not violate the agreement between the monsters and the wizard tower. Therefore, every patrol outside the tower was a profound test of the apprentice's willpower. If the monsters found a loophole in the apprentice's mind, it would not end well for him.
"Record all the information of these monsters!" Grimm said calmly.
"Hiss … Recorded! Please name them. "
"Killer Tree … Vampiric Vine … Carrion Crow …"
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