The training camp covered a large area, but there were not many buildings around.
On the east side was a row of sturdy wooden huts, all made of thick logs. They looked crude, but they were very sturdy and practical. On the west side were a few scattered tents. Judging from their size, they were only big enough for one or two people to rest.
The most eye-catching thing in the camp was the large training ground and the countless apprentices fighting on it. Yes, he was a sorcerer apprentice, not an ordinary human warrior. Seeing the fireball as big as a bowl streaking across the field like a meteor and the terrifying figure with a battle axe in hand, Grimm's heart began to beat violently again.
Up until now, Grim had always felt that Wizarding Apprentices were dark, cunning, and twisted psychopaths. However, this was the first time he had seen someone who was as passionate as he was today, using his own violent witchcraft to confront someone in broad daylight.
A large group of people had gathered around a large training ground to watch the battle between two high-level Apprentices.
One was a long-range spellcaster who specialized in fire spells, just like Grimm.
The other was a Body Refiner, a terrifying god of war who had powerful lightning powers.
The two of them fought back and forth in the field, and it was hard to tell who would win.
The Fire Apprentice's body was surrounded by three constantly rotating flame shields, which helped him block a large amount of sputtering mud and gravel, as well as lightning bolts that resembled giant silver snakes. Under his feet, there was a strange spell formation that was faintly discernible.
This spell formation obviously had some kind of acceleration effect, which allowed him to run as fast as those apprentices who specialized in agility. Meanwhile, the dense fireball that gathered between his palms continuously split into exploding fireballs one after another, bombarding his opponent like a meteor shower.
As for the berserk warrior apprentice, he relied on his strong body and the lightning net that covered his body to withstand the continuous bombardment of fireballs. He kept roaring and sprinting, trying his best to catch up to the Fire Apprentice.
Looking at the terrifying lightning on the huge axe, as long as he got close, even if it was just a little closer, the Thunder Axe that he threw out could instantly injure his weak opponent.
Grim followed Kevin to the edge of the field. Before he even got close, he could already smell the pungent smell of lightning burning the air, and his ears were filled with the roar of fireballs exploding.
Although the arena was large enough, it was still too small for the violent and ferocious Witchcraft. Some of the fireballs even flew out of the arena and headed straight for the crowd of onlookers. At this moment, it was a festive moment for the audience.
Some of them took out their wands, and with a blast of cold air, they froze the incoming fireball into a block of ice. Some of them jumped up and cut the fireballs into a sky full of fireflies the moment they brushed past them. Everyone who came out to show off their witchcraft won a series of cheers from the crowd.
The bold voice that mocked Kevin just now was standing in the middle of this group of people. He had a bald head, a strong body, and a body full of muscles that were as solid as iron ingots. Although he was standing there bare-handed, he gave off an indomitable pressure.
This was a Quasi Wizard apprentice. The pressure he gave off was so strong that it was almost tangible. Standing next to him, Grim found it hard to even breathe.
The chip in his mind had already started to ring a series of ear-piercing warnings.
[Warning, warning … High frequency spiritual radiation detected … Please move away from the source of the radiation immediately, or else your spiritual power will weaken in 3 seconds. Countdown begins: 3 … 2 … 1 …]
Grim could not help but frown and smile bitterly.
In this high-magic sorcerer world, from the beginning of the sorcerer-apprenticeship period, the apprentices began to accumulate magic elements through meditation and the consumption of magic potions. The more elemental particles they gathered, the more powerful the spiritual radiation they formed would be. This might be something that they were used to, but for ordinary people, this kind of spiritual radiation with strong elemental characteristics was no less than the nuclear radiation on Earth.
Apprentices could only be regarded as nuclear materials or nuclear waste. Although they were dangerous, their strength was limited. But for official Sorcerers, once they crossed the threshold of qualitative change, they could go from nuclear materials to nuclear reactors. The level of danger was not on the same level at all.
However, this bald man in front of him who seemed to be smiling was definitely a Quasi Wizard who was about to break through to become a Sorcerer. Even a Junior Apprentice like Grimm found it hard to withstand the terrifying spiritual radiation emitted by Garen when he got a little closer.
After greeting Kevin, the bald Ah Fu's gaze fell on Grim. But with a sweep of his eyes, his squarish face, which seemed to be cast from steel, also revealed a trace of confusion.
"How come it's a Junior Apprentice? Could it be that the underground black bastards had eaten the Cadaveric Worms and were defeated by a beginner apprentice? You, Blackwood, go and test his skills! " The bald Ah Fu was obviously the one in charge of this camp. Without any explanation, he picked an opponent for Grim.
"Hey, you two. Aren't you tired after jumping around in the field for so long? Hurry up and come down, there's a new game coming up! "
Very soon, under the bald Ah Fu's shout, the two Senior Apprentices who were sweating profusely came down from the field with their bodies covered in wounds. It could be seen that this was not the first time they had fought, so they had a good understanding of each other's abilities. Before the other showed an obvious opening, both sides had the opportunity to win, but it was difficult for them to grasp it.
The Thunder Giant who came down from the field was covered in burns of various sizes. While receiving treatment from others, he asked loudly in a muffled voice, "Where did this Junior Apprentice come from? Boss, are you trying to kill him by asking him to come down? His body is as weak as a bean sprout, I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it! "
The bald Ah Fu was the first to let out an earth-shattering laugh.
"Mark, don't brag shamelessly here! Do you know that this tiny Beginner Apprentice killed the Demonic Vine Woman with his own hands? What, who among you Senior Apprentices dares to say that they can beat the Demon Vine Girl for sure? "
Hearing Ah Fu's words, the confused crowd all turned to look at Grim, who was smiling bitterly, as if they wanted to see through him.
Grimm opened his mouth and wanted to explain. However, Kevin lightly patted his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Little fellow, I'll teach you a lesson this time. If you don't want others to pry into your secrets, remember to completely destroy your enemy's soul next time! "
Grim gaped for a long time, only then did he realise where he had given himself away.
Damn it, it was the Demon Vine Girl's corpse.
He and Mary had only killed her, but did not extract or destroy her soul. After handing her corpse over to the Magus Tower, the Magi must have discovered his secrets through the remnants of her soul.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
At this moment, Grim wanted to slap himself in the face and cry bitterly for his thoughtlessness. At the same time, he felt a sense of helplessness towards the strange spells of this strange world.
There were countless types of witchcraft, and their strange effects were impossible to guard against. It seemed that his plan of hiding behind Mary and getting rich was about to be foiled. Today, he had no choice but to show off his abilities.
His most powerful ability was something they couldn't fathom, and what they thought was only the most insignificant part of himself.
After making up his mind, Grim gave up on the idea of continuing to hide. A strange smile appeared on his face.
"Alright, since you want to see my abilities, then send out your fighters! Let him come out and show me who my opponent is! "
"Erm … Sorry … Your opponent is me! My name is Blackwood! " A low and hoarse voice rang out from the crowd, and an old apprentice with a stooped back and a long ebony staff in his hand walked out.
His skin was loose and cracked, and his body was thin and shriveled. His face was cold and fierce, and his hair was yellow and withered. His hands and feet were black and dirty, and his black, curved nails were like eagle hooks. He smiled at Grim, revealing a mouth full of yellow and broken teeth.
At the top of the ebony staff in his left hand hung a string of teeth and shrunken skulls. As the cold wind blew, they clanked against each other.
Looking at his age, he seemed to be nearing the end of his life, and looked like a human skeleton about to enter his grave. However, Grim's gaze suddenly froze, and his expression gradually turned serious.
Although this guy called Blackwood only had the mental energy of a high-grade acolyte, he could clearly feel the threat of death. If he guessed correctly, the other party should be a terrifying fellow who had a good relationship with negative energy. Now, he did not know if this guy was a corpse or a terrifying enemy who played with curses.
Perhaps he could only experience his true abilities bit by bit in the Duelling Arena!
"Hehe, isn't it a bit unfair for you to let a high-grade acolyte fight a beginner acolyte like me? Since you want to test me, you can't not pay a price. There's no harm in placing some stakes before the battle! "Grim crossed his arms in front of his chest, looking full of confidence.
"Kid, you're very arrogant!" Blackwood once again revealed a cold smile, "Sir Ah Fu only wanted to see how long you could last against me. What, do you still think you have a chance of winning? Kekeke … "
"What if I win? Do you dare to make a bet with me? "Grim took the opportunity to counterattack.
"Why wouldn't I dare? For the sake of your courage, I can give you 10: 1 odds. No matter how many magic crystals you bet, as long as you can win, I'll return 10 times the amount! "Blackwood's smile and his skeletal head were terrifying.
"Who else wants to bet with me? Show me your courage! "
Grim howled as he threw out all his belongings.
The black bag and the remaining 9 magic crystals.
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