"Are you a new Magus in the past two years?"
Grimm asked softly, sizing Wuka up and down.
Wuka forced himself to open his eyes, which were blurred by tears. He felt a stinging pain in his eyeballs, and knew that his eyes had suffered real damage. Hearing the question, he could only force his eyes open and bow in the direction of the voice, "My lord, I've just advanced less than two years ago. I'm in charge of guarding the teleportation circle!"
Mary giggled when she saw Wuka's timid look.
"Look at you. Even the Magi in the family don't recognize you after such a long time …"
Grimm rubbed his nose and laughed bitterly. He took out a small potion bottle and threw it to Wuka.
"There are a few drops of Primary Life Liquid in here. Take it back and drip it into your eyes, or you'll go blind!"
As soon as he heard that it was the Life Original Fluid, Wuka immediately grasped the bottle tightly and said with a flattering smile, "Sir, you are..."
Grimm did not reply. Instead, he stood on the spot and looked into the distant horizon.
There, at the end of the vast white horizon, a small black dot was rapidly growing larger, accompanied by a violent hurricane like the roar of mountains and the roar of tsunamis.
"So it's you, Grimm … You've made me wait …"
A majestic dragon over 30 metres long, covered in fine azure scales, flapped its wings and swooped down from the sky. It quickly transformed into a majestic man wearing blue scale armour.
As he rushed over, he yelled at Grim. He was obviously very angry.
However, when he smelled the strange elemental vibrations around Grimm's body and the layer of transparent magic flames, he immediately quietened down.
"You … You've reached rank 3?"
The rank 3 Thunder Dragon Armes stared at Grimm in disbelief, his green eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
Although he had long since known that Grimm would advance sooner or later, he still did not expect it to happen so quickly.
If Grimm was only a rank 2 Magus, even if they had signed a partnership contract, Armes would still have the upper hand. Now that Grimm had become a rank 3 Magus, the partnership contract would undoubtedly be stricter on Armes than before.
This had indirectly caused Armes' status to drop.
This … was what Armes was most concerned about.
Up close, the Tier 3 Thunder Dragon Armes's Dragon's Might caused the Wizards and Apprentices present to shudder in fear. However, what surprised them even more was the name the Thunder Dragon had shouted.
Grimm …
Wasn't … wasn't that the name of the legendary patriarch of the Crimson Family?
Could it be …
As expected, the tall wizard who was accompanied by Lady Mary raised his head and looked at Armes calmly. He smiled and said, "Long time no see, Armes!"
Armes looked at Grim in shock. After a long time, he sighed and said, "You wizards really can't be measured by common sense … You're not even 200 years old, are you? But it has already advanced to level 3 … Cough, to think that when I was 200 years old, I was still a level 1 little dragon, following around every day … "
At this point, Armes' voice became softer and softer. His face was filled with melancholy and nostalgia.
At that moment, Meryl, who was in charge of guarding the White Tower, walked out of the White Tower with the seven Wizards from her family and headed toward the Teleportation Formation. The ten Metal Magic Machines responsible for maintaining order in the Wizard's Pagoda stood on both sides of the path, blocking the Wizard Apprentices outside.
"Congratulations teacher, congratulations teacher …"
Meryl was the first to bow. Behind her, the wizards of the seven families, both men and women, bowed as well.
Grimm slowly retracted his energy aura, saving himself the trouble of blinding a group of Wizards from his family.
The current him, even if he didn't support the Burning Domain, the flame energy that seeped out from his body could still harm any life form that looked directly at him. As a level 3 Wizard, the so-called level 1 Wizards of the past were as weak as ants in his eyes. If he did not retract his energy aura, the light and heat he emitted would be enough to blind or incinerate them.
Grimm now understood why the high-level Wizards chose to live alone instead of mingling with the low-level Wizards. The main reason was that the energy aura of a high-level Wizard was too powerful. Compared to a low-level Wizard, they were like giant beasts in front of ants.
When they were with low-level Wizards, high-level Wizards had to retract their aura at all times, not even daring to breathe too loudly. They were afraid that if they breathed too heavily, they would cause irreparable harm to these weak ants.
This feeling of being restrained was undoubtedly unpleasant!
Of course, this was also related to Grimm's recent advancement.
The fire energy in his body was as viscous as lava, constantly radiating a temperature of more than a thousand degrees. This high temperature combined with the flames on the surface of his body to form a strange and twisted life force field. If a normal being looked at him directly, it would be like looking at a blazing sun at close range.
Even the weak eyes of a level 1 Wizard would not be able to withstand the feedback of the fire energy if they were not prepared. If Wuka did not find a way to treat the burning pain in his eyes, he might really lose his sight.
Among the crowd, the goblin Locke looked enviously at the extremely powerful legendary leader. He was surrounded by many Wizards as he slowly made his way through the crowd towards the Wizard's Pagoda.
Just now, he had secretly turned on the energy monitor on his goggles. But when he aimed the goggles at the legendary leader, the monitor exploded with black smoke. It was broken.
This made Locke, who already had the strength of a Quasi Wizard, speechless again.
Were level 3 Wizards already this powerful?
If he was this powerful being that he could only look up to, how wonderful would the world be …
Little Locke drooled as he was lost in his thoughts.
The former 'Shadow Light' team had long since disappeared. That Quasi Sorcerer Pontar was undoubtedly an unlucky one. He suffered a backlash in the process of attempting to advance, and his strength regressed to the level of a senior apprentice. His mental energy had been tested by several Wizards and could no longer be repaired. He no longer had the ability to break through to become a Wizard!
Thus, four years ago, Pontar left the Crimson Family and returned to his own family.
It was said that he had married and had children there, living a happy but mediocre life.
As for the female Plant Apprentice Eikkel who usually went around with Pontar, she had barely managed to become a high-level Wizard and was currently learning potion making under Wizard Salu. With her progress, it would be difficult for her to reach the level of a Quasi Wizard before her mental energy stabilized.
With such an innate talent, it would be difficult for any Magus family to obtain resources that were inclined towards him!
The Body Refinement Apprentice Daxos was still a high-level Apprentice. He had now become a member of the Supreme Magic Machine team, which was a combat team formed by the goblin Locke. Another former member of the team, the Transformation Apprentice Blanco, had unexpectedly died in the Black Forest.
It was said that he was torn to pieces by a two-headed Ogre chief!
After that, although Locke had used an alchemy bomb to destroy the cave where the Ogres lived and avenged Blanco, he could not change the fact that Blanco had died in battle.
In the past eight years, more than 60 apprentices of the Crimson Family had died in battle due to various reasons in the Black Forest to the east. However, their sacrifice was not in vain. The Crimson Family had also exterminated hundreds of strong magical creatures.
It was precisely by relying on successive batches of sorcerer-apprentices that the Black Forest, which was about 300 miles east of the White Tower, had already become a safe zone. Even normal people without extraordinary powers could carry out basic tasks such as logging and harvesting as long as they were not too unlucky.
In order to increase the defense of the people of the White Tower, the Crimson Family began to promote an alchemy gun among the people. There was no need to rely on magical energy or worry about personal talent. Any adult could easily learn how to use an alchemy gun after a short period of practice.
Within a range of 10 to 70 meters, the metal pellets fired from the alchemy gun had a physical attack of up to 15 degrees. This was already very close to the attack power of a beginner apprentice!
However, in order to train a beginner apprentice, a certain degree of elemental talent was required. Secondly, it would take one or two years to break through the threshold of meditation. However, the alchemy gun did not have this limitation. As long as it was distributed and the people of the White Tower practiced diligently, they would easily have a certain degree of self-defense.
This way, the people would not have to worry about the threat of wild beasts when they entered the Black Forest and went to the sawmills and pastures. It was even possible to hunt down some low-level magical creatures that escaped the net if they cooperated well.
In order to maximize the armaments of the people of the White Tower, the alchemy gun was distributed to almost everyone for free. Every month, the people who had registered with the White Tower could receive a certain amount of ammunition for free.
This was also a convenient method for the Crimson Family to rope in the people!
If the Crimson Family did not have a goblin plane, they would not have the ability and qualifications to arm the people of the lower class so extravagantly.
With the support of Wizard Meryl, seven small villages and a medium-sized town had appeared around the White Tower. The purpose of their existence was to provide all kinds of living supplies and basic security for the wizards and apprentices living in the White Tower. Of course, it also included some underground 'erotic places'.
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