A distance of 300 miles was nothing to a wizard.
If they were not in the Black Forest, it would only take them two to three hours to reach the place.
However, the Black Forest had its own rules. If they wanted to fly freely here, they wouldn't be able to survive even if they had ten lives.
Most of the powerful monsters would not bother with those who sneaked past their territory, but if you flew over their heads, it would be a blatant provocation!
The five manticores were undoubtedly the local monsters in this area, so they were very familiar with the hunting areas of the monsters along the way. They did not fly high, instead, they flew close to the branches of the tall ancient trees, twisting and turning along the way, trying their best to quickly pass through the territory of the powerful monsters.
Therefore, they managed to cross the 300 miles of forest without any mishaps, and once again returned to the Diseased Forest, which had a more distinctive topography.
And this was the territory of the Manticore Family!
Without stopping on the ground, the five Chimeras flapped their bat wings and charged into the cave with their majestic and majestic bodies. The tens of thousands of nocturnal bats that were resting in the cave screeched in fear and flew in all directions.
However, no matter how panicked these bats were, none of them dared to come within 10 meters of the manticores. In this area, the manticores were the undisputed kings!
The Chimeras did not pay any attention to this group of free 'watchdogs' at all. Flapping their bat wings, they glided quickly in the karst cave, nimbly dodging the towering stone pillars and hanging stalactites one after another, before diving into the dark and deep passage in the corner.
They glided in the narrow and dark tunnel, and when they encountered an area that was too narrow, they would retract their wings and run quickly on the ground like real lions. When the space was a little wider, they would once again spread their wings and dashed through the jagged stone pillars and caves.
This was their home.
They were extremely familiar with every passageway and every stone pillar here.
Even though the underground was dim, the manticores had low light vision, so it did not affect them at all. They were like little fish swimming in coral reefs, moving nimbly between rocks, rocks, and mud. They passed through the complicated underground tunnels and arrived at the karst caves where Grim had discovered the lava well.
As soon as they entered, the space around them suddenly became spacious, even spacious. The three Magi of the Silver Alliance, who had been sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, could not help but open their eyes and scan their surroundings.
In particular, the lava well in the center of the cave group attracted the attention of the two Arcane Sorcerers. As soon as they jumped off the Manticore, they hurriedly approached the lava well. They took out their strange Sorcery Tools and started to measure the environmental data.
The guy named Eugene was a combat sorcerer, and his main responsibility was to protect the two Arcane Sorcerers who were out on a mission. Therefore, he was not confused by the environment. He nodded at Grim and began to walk around the lava well.
Seeing the two arcane sorcerers busying themselves as soon as they arrived, Grim couldn't help but cough awkwardly. However, this did not disturb the two arcane sorcerers who were obviously immersed in their work. Instead, it attracted Eugene, who was wandering around, back.
"What, do you need something else?" Wizard Eugene's tone was rather cold, and the surging energy on his body had a murderous aura.
"Uh … I just wanted to ask, is there anything else I can help you with regarding the construction of the Wizard Tower?"
"We don't need any help!" Wizard Eugene retorted, "If you really have the ability, you don't need to invite us here! Everything here is good, it's a suitable place to build the Wizard Tower. "
"Then what do I need to do?"
"You don't need to do anything, just leave! A small foundational Wizard Pagoda like this would only take nine days to complete. When everything is finished, I will naturally inform you, and you will be in charge of the blood sacrifice of the tower genie. Alright, you can leave now … "
At this moment, Grim's jaw almost dropped to the ground by Eugene's arrogance.
However, when he thought about the Silver Alliance's style, he felt relieved.
This was a unique business to begin with.
After they monopolized most of the arcane sorcerers and related knowledge, other sorcerer families and organizations could only rely on the Silver Alliance if they wanted to quickly complete the construction of the Wizard Tower. The Sarubo family also had their own architects and spell formation masters, but these strategists stayed in the outer regions, firmly controlled by the great wizard Sarubo.
Even the level 3 wizard Sanazar could not make the decision for them to cross the dimensional barrier and return to the Sorcerer World to build a "simple" Wizard Tower for a mere level 1 wizard. This was because the arcane sorcerers that the Sarubo family had painstakingly nurtured were all prepared for the Dimensional War. No one could make them work for an ordinary family's sorcerer.
So …
Something like building a personal Wizard Tower for Grim could only be done by a specialized organization like the Silver Alliance!
Thus, not even fifteen minutes after inviting this group of people, Grim was "politely" escorted out of the cave by Wizard Eugene.
It could be seen that this group of people was very protective of intellectual property and technology.
Even when Grim left the cave, he could still feel that he was being watched. Only when he returned to the Chimeras' lair did the feeling of being watched completely disappear.
"Don't be upset, master!" Gargamel, who had been hiding underground for the past few days, heard the news and rushed over, comforting him in a low voice, "All the people from the three great factions are like this! You'll get used to it after coming into contact with them more … "
"Oh, you know about the three great factions?" Grim asked curiously, "Can you tell me about them?"
"Keke … What's there to say?" Gargamel's skinny old face showed a look of hatred, "The pain of being a wandering sorcerer is hard to understand if you haven't experienced it yourself! We're like rats on the street, bullied by the local sorcerer families wherever we go. In order to collect knowledge and buy materials, we can only pinch our noses and suck up to the managers of the public Wizard Towers. Only then can we get some cheaper resources … "
"Then why don't you join some sorcerer families? With your qualifications as a Potion Master, as long as you show that you're willing to join them, even those mid-level sorcerer families will welcome you with open arms. Why would you want to wander around and live a miserable life of being looked down upon by others? "
"Master, your words show that you don't really understand the sorcerer families. When you join these families as an Arcane Sorcerer, you'll find that they really value your existence and are willing to invest a lot of resources into you. But … From then on, you'll forever lose your freedom! "
"Freedom?"
"Yes, freedom!" Gargamel sighed, "They've invested resources into you, so naturally they want to get more out of you! As a Potion Master, after joining a sorcerer family, I have to hand over a certain amount of Wizard Potions every year. For people like me, who have no power or influence, they will set a very specific amount of Wizard Potions. If I want to complete my mission, I can only spend every day in a laboratory filled with strange smells, doing repetitive and boring work day and night. "
Grimm silently rubbed his chin and became silent.
"And the most direct consequence of this is … I simply don't have that much time to meditate, and I don't have the time to improve my strength. After I became a sorcerer, I spent a lot of time every year on pointless concocting Wizard Potions. And just like that, my body is being destroyed bit by bit … "
Gargamel was currently only 89 years old, which was not even considered middle-aged among the sorcerers who were 200 to 300 years old. But his body and appearance … were already comparable to those old sorcerers who were nearing the end of their lives!
"Aren't there many high-grade Sorcerers among the Arcane Sorcerers? You … "Grimm was a little confused.
"Master, are you talking about the Silver Alliance?" Gargamel chuckled coldly, "For such a large organization to be willing to spend resources to become a high-grade Sorcerer, those who are willing to spend resources to become a high-grade Sorcerer are all direct descendants with a family background! For outsiders, they are never willing to do so. After all, the amount of resources needed to raise an untalented Arcane Sorcerer to grade 2 is enough to create two or three grade 2 Combat Sorcerers. So if it's not one of them, they are also reluctant … "
Grimm understood this point very well.
In the Sarubo family, Winley was a Potion Master, and Kogan was a Wizard Beast Trainer. They both had their own unique support abilities. But to be honest, Grimm had always looked down on their combat abilities. Compared to Grimm, their improvement in strength was like a tortoise crawling.
After returning from the Knight's Plane, Grimm could only see them three or four times a year, which was already enough. For the rest of the time, they would spend in their respective laboratories, only coming out once every ten days or half a month. There were even many times when they could not afford to eat or drink, and could only rely on nutrition pills to support themselves.
Without training for a long period of time, their bodies were exposed to all kinds of harmful materials, and their minds were not nourished for a long period of time. Instead of improving, they would deteriorate and become withered.
It would be surprising if their strength did not deteriorate!
But compared to the decline in strength, what was even more unbearable was the loss of freedom.
As a professional Sorcerer that was carefully trained by the family, they would no longer be able to travel and explore. No family would allow an Arcane Sorcerer to team up with strangers to play jungle adventures just for a little bit of insignificant combat experience and adventure experience.
Even if there was a need, the family would send out a large number of experts to protect the Arcane Sorcerer and explore the so-called "ruins" and "dangerous places" with low risk.
With such experiences, the chances of an Arcane Sorcerer getting to train and sharpen was almost zero!
From this, Grimm finally understood why Gargamel would rather become a wandering Sorcerer than join a Sorcerer family.
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