The magic swamp is still so damp and dark every day, like a pool of stagnant water full of stench.
But under the muddy and filthy pool, there is a terrible undercurrent surging.
The quasi-apprentices who stayed on the first floor day and night were all full of envy to the formal apprentices who walked in front of them proudly every day. But how did they know that a storm of death capable of destroying everything was overwhelmingly hitting them.
And in this storm, those who are not prepared enough will not be spared.
In such a harsh environment, we lasted for another 10 days, and the terrible days finally came!
It was a gloomy and cold morning, and most of the apprentices were still immersed in sweet dreams, but the terrifying wizard Anderson had just completed the construction and correction of the mysterious wizard formation.
As soon as he came out of that special closed space, Wizard Anderson's mental power was quickly embedded in the control core of the tower, giving him a panoramic view of the entire tower's information.
He has been busy in a different space these days, and he doesn't have a thorough understanding of the information from the outside world. However, relying on his highest authority as a wizard stationed in the tower, everything in this tower cannot be hidden from his perception and prying eyes.
Maybe it was a vague reaction to his cold prying of spiritual power, and those quasi-witch-level spiritual power sources became active one after another, as if they had awakened from their sleep.
Hmph, since the people who should be there are all there, it is better to hit the sun than to choose a date, let's put the day for the execution of the plan today!
The skinny wizard Anderson, wearing a pointed hat and a gray wizard robe, stood silently in the control hall of the tower, swiping his hands repeatedly, condensing dazzling spells one after another in the void. As soon as these charms appeared, they disappeared instantly, and then the tower trembled slightly.
Under the control of wizard Anderson, the entire magic swamp was completely covered by the dense mist that evaporated, and even the few eye-catching entrances and exits were hidden. While the tower was shaking slightly, the tower body was also lit up.
When the turbulent elemental energy flows through the Qinghui stone that builds the tower, it inspires a cool and desolate magical fluorescence. Those undead and resentful souls that usually hide in the depths of the swamp swarmed out, and began to circle around the tower, constantly sending out this soul-stirring ghostly howl.
Those terrifying monsters entrenched in the magic swamp and signed a witchcraft contract with the swamp tower became restless and active. They left their lairs and gathered around the tower, wary of any outsiders approaching.
Layers of magic halos linger on the tower, and countless witchcraft traps and magic organs have been activated. All the magic secret doors and secret passages that can enter and exit the high tower have been sealed, and even the many narrow windows on the tower are shielded by countless transparent air barriers.
At almost the same moment, all the high tower apprentices were imprisoned in place, unable to move an inch.
"Entik, bring them all here!" Anderson ordered coldly.
Following his order, the evil insect Entik, who had been sitting in the secret room like a dead man, raised his head suddenly, and the blazing and bright soul fire lit up in his eyes. Under his command, countless scorpions rushed out, instantly flooding the entire corridor.
The doors of the apprentice residences that were originally protected by countless witchcraft protections were opened, and a tide of scorpions swarmed in, and soon the apprentices rushed out wrapped in scrolls.
With the help of Entik's many scorpions, all the high tower apprentices were transported to the fifth floor, the upper level of the witch tower that they had never set foot on.
In the spacious and bright magic hall on the fifth floor, scorpions poured in and out, transporting all the tower apprentices one after another. The three quasi-witch-level apprentices, including Greem, were even more in the forefront. They were tightly bound by translucent air shackles like mummies, with their eyes closed and unconscious.
To avoid trouble, Wizard Anderson used the power of the Sleeping Talisman to lull all the apprentices to sleep.
After all the staff were in place, wizard Anderson floated into the hall, looked down at the stunned tower apprentices all over the floor, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Don't pretend to be asleep, do you think I can't perceive your mental fluctuations that are about to move? In front of a wizard, all the tricks you play are useless!"
After listening to Anderson's words, the three quasi-witches in the front opened their eyes at the same time.
"Respected Lord Anderson, I don't know what you want to do? You don't want to kill all the apprentices in the tower here, do you? Then, how can you explain to the Sarubo family?" Greem struggled a few times , unable to break free from the shackles on his body, he asked Anderson angrily who was standing in the air.
"Hmph! Family? When I use your flesh and blood soul to break through that shackle, I will be a great second-level wizard. At that time, it is too late for the Sarubo family to curry favor with me, so why would you be so angry because of you group of apprentice wizards?" Ask my teacher about the crime!"
"What? Are you really going to kill us all? I..."
Too lazy to listen to the dying cry of a dying lamb, Anderson tapped lightly with one hand, and a silencing charm fell on Greem in an instant, making him lose his voice instantly.
But Mary and that Alice were struggling hard one by one, but they were unable to break free from the shackles on their bodies.
Wizard Anderson stretched out his hand and pointed gently, and the storage belt on Greem's body instantly flew out of the body and landed in his hand. He closed his eyes and observed slightly, and after a while, his brows brightened, and he turned his palm over, and a crystal-clear puppet nucleus with strong elemental fluctuations appeared in his hand.
Such elemental puppet treasures are rare even in the hands of official wizards. If Greem can erase the consciousness brand left on it, maybe he can add a free servant to himself. After gesticulating twice, he simply sealed the wizard-level crystal nucleus, and Anderson put it into his arms with a smile on his face.
Looking around again, feeling that there was nothing missing, Wizard Anderson raised his arms high. Following the strong spatial fluctuations, the entire hall was enveloped in soft white light. When the white light slowly faded away, everyone was no longer on the fifth floor of the swamp tower, but in an unknown magical secret room.
The space of the magic secret room is not small, it is as big as three football fields, and in the center of the secret room, a strange triangular altar stands there. The altar is not big, but it is divided into three floors, each with a height of about 2 meters, connected by 10 steps.
On the stone walls of each layer of the altar are embossed reliefs with different shapes, exquisite and lifelike faces, or pain, or wailing, or weeping, or sadness... The expressions are different, but they are lifelike, as if they were poured on them by living people. Same, it's chilling!
Anderson volleyed to the top of the altar and stood there firmly. As an obscure and mysterious witchcraft incantation resounded throughout the world, the magic secret room was completely sealed amidst rumbling vibrations, and all contact with the outside world was severed.
This is also an insurance measure of Anderson.
In order to avoid outside interference, he temporarily closed the space. No individual can escape from here until he succeeds in the blood sacrifice. Perhaps by this time tomorrow, the one who opens this space and steps forward will be a reborn Anderson, a level 2 wizard!
At that time, all the guys who once looked down on him will bow their heads under his dazzling light, and pay their respects to him with fear. And the entire Sandi Tallinn will sing about the birth of a new Tier 2 wizard!
With a longing for an infinitely better future, Anderson leaned over and glanced at a circle of wizard apprentices lying horizontally and vertically, and waved his hand to undo the chains of wind on Mary's body.
At the first moment of being free, Mary's figure quickly recovered, and she threw herself in front of Anderson almost instantly, and her sharp, blood-red claws slashed across his throat at an indiscernible speed.
If there was no transparent barrier that appeared strangely, maybe Mary would have a chance to hurt Anderson. It's a pity that facing a veteran wizard who has been promoted for more than 300 years, Mary's surprise attack speed can't match Anderson's quickness.
swipe swipe...
Countless claw marks appeared on the transparent air barrier one after another. Mary gritted her teeth and attacked desperately, but she still couldn't break through the thin protective barrier.
Supported by the entire swamp tower behind, a steady stream of pure magic energy was transmitted across the space and continuously injected into the transparent air barrier outside Anderson's body. Unless Mary's attack is strong enough to break the barrier with one blow, she will not be able to exhaust the wind energy above the air barrier with the subsequent energy supplement.
"My beautiful and elegant bodyguard, don't restrain your wild and unrestrained nature, give up your meaningless resistance, from now on, continue to prostrate at the feet of your great master Anderson..."
Following Wizard Anderson's murmurs on the altar, the body of Mariwu, who was attacking madly, shook, and her scarlet blood pupils instantly turned pale. And she unconsciously stopped the movements in her hands.
"That's right, that's right! Go, go... There are countless lambs I prepared for you under the altar, go taste their blood, let the hot blood warm your cold body again..."
There was a look of pain and struggle on Mary's pretty face, but unfortunately her personal will was not worth mentioning under the spell of Wizard Anderson. It was useless to bend her fingers, her main body consciousness was overturned by the vampiric instinct rolling upwards.
Mary's throat rattled softly, she jumped off the altar, and suddenly lay down on the body of the nearest wizard apprentice, and the sharp blood-sucking fangs protruding from her lips instantly pierced the other's carotid artery. The apprentice who woke up from his deep sleep cried loudly, but unfortunately his calling for help and struggling did not help at all. After a while, his voice gradually fell.
When Mary left his body and rushed to the next target, she could vaguely see a sweet smile remaining on the face of the apprentice whose blood had been sucked dry, as if he was immersed in a happy dream.