The huge floating battleship slowly floated up into the sky like a flexible beast.
On the outer wall of the bottom of the ship, countless mysterious witch arrays appeared, and a large amount of wind particles were ejected from them, driving the battleship to swim across the sky like a fish, and plunged into the rolling black forest sea.
And when the floating battleship entered the primeval forest area, the three tall masts erected on the hull shone fluorescently, and jointly propped up a huge translucent light shield covering the entire hull. The dazzling runes on the mask swirled up and down, and strange energy ripples flowed irregularly on it, as if they had some special purpose.
Greem closed his eyes and sensed it.
Light refraction, camouflage, breath shielding, mind avoidance...
Among them, light refraction and camouflage are used to hide the hull, and breath shielding is to prevent the life breath of the people on board from leaking out and causing unnecessary trouble. Mind avoidance is a kind of witchcraft, which can make small beings that are too close unconsciously avoid the airspace where the floating battleship is located, so as to avoid the failure of the camouflage technique caused by collisions.
It's a pity that these witchcrafts are only effective against low life or low-level monsters, but have no effect on the powerful monsters in the primeval forest.
Of course, there are other weird runes on the translucent mask outside the hull, but Greem's knowledge of runes is limited, so it is impossible to identify them one by one.
Standing on the ship's side and looking down, a reflective silver river meanders between the black sea of trees.
A group of blue flying birds flew slowly under the floating battleship.
It has a fiery red crest, light blue fleshy membranous wings, and a colorful long and slender tail. Looking at it, it should be a mutated roc. Despite its gorgeous and elegant appearance, this kind of roc is a real carnivorous bird with a ferocious and brutal nature and a strong sense of territoriality.
However, no matter how fierce the mutated roc was, it was just an ordinary ferocious bird, without any elemental abilities, and could not pose any threat to wizards.
So when the floating battleship passed above them, the group of rocs didn't even notice it!
The forest here seems to be a little different.
Greem has also overlooked many vast forests stretching for hundreds of miles in the Sandi Tower Forest area, and they seem to be mainly green. But here, for some reason, it turned gray and black.
A strange color in desolation!
Ever since the floating battleship entered the Black Forest area, Greem had a special feeling. It seemed that the energy here contained a trace of chaos and tyranny. And the whole world is filled with an extreme emotion that is so dull and depressing that it wants to roar violently.
Perhaps this is the original appearance of the Wizarding Continent!
The floating battleship sneaked silently high in the sky, without disturbing the ferocious birds and beasts in the black forest below.
There were many wizards on board, and some of them were acquainted, and they soon gathered together in twos and threes to chat happily. Some wizards who were already talkative even took this opportunity to visit and make new friends. Although sometimes they will be ruthlessly rejected by the other party, but most of the time wizards are still willing to exchange some information and witchcraft experience with others.
Greem was led by wizard Angus, and visited some wizards he was familiar with one by one, including powerful wizards who were well-known in the middle of the mainland.
Greem has no objection to this.
After all, he has been a human being for two lifetimes, and Greem knows very well that contacts are often a precious invisible resource, and sometimes they even override personal strength!
The wizards they visited were male and female.
But all young wizards, although not all of them are handsome or beautiful, are not too ugly.
Most wizards apparently don't place as much value on looks as witches. Due to years of exposure to some dangerous taboo experiments, most of the veteran wizards have more or less left behind some sequelae.
Among the wizards that Angus wizard took him to visit, the rest of the body was normal, except that the flesh and blood on the face had been completely eroded, leaving only a thin layer of dry and wrinkled skin overturned on the skull, which looked like a It looks like a talking skull.
Wizard Angus secretly told Greem that the wizard became what he is now because of a failed witchcraft experiment.
If it's just some simple flesh damage, wizards have a lot of means to restore their youth, and the lost flesh and blood can be regenerated. But if some witchcraft damage touches the source of the soul, it will not be so easy to repair it.
In contrast, these female wizards obviously care more about their appearance and body. On their bodies and faces, Greem could detect traces of witchcraft transformation. Of course, only a chip like Greem, which has abnormal data collection and comparison capabilities, can analyze such subtle witchcraft transformations at a glance.
Most of the witches are gorgeous, and their bodies are hot and plump. Chatting with wizards is often the focus of everyone's salute. And they don't care about the unscrupulous gazes of the wizards, and sometimes they even take the initiative to tease them, as if they have completely regarded their body and beauty as a resource that can be traded.
Especially new wizards like Greem, who were tall and strong and brimming with heroic aura, became the targets of their wanton hunting. Greem couldn't stand the hot eyes, the explicit words, and the demeanor.
Although he already knew that after becoming a wizard, many people no longer care much about the laws and customs of the world, and are more willing to show their temperament and indulge their selfish desires. But such a "free and open" relationship between a man and a woman still makes Greem find it difficult to accept!
And behind him, Alice, who was like a follower, pouted her mouth and looked angrily at each of the seductive witches who deliberately chose to approach Greem, chanting non-stop. Because the voice was too low, the people around couldn't hear what she was muttering clearly.
Although Alice is arrogant by nature, her talent is indeed amazing, and she has strong confidence in becoming a wizard. But in front of these official wizards, she still didn't dare to take too offensive actions.
In the group of apprentices, she may indeed be terrifyingly talented, and she is an excellent future witch with unlimited development potential. But potential is just potential after all, and before converting potential into real strength, any setback may cause her, the future "Witch of Destiny", to die halfway.
In the Wizarding Continent, there are too many examples of people being killed because they don't know how to restrain themselves, which leads to the plot of the enemy. These unlucky ghosts who died are all talented people!
So even if it was just for her own life, Alice didn't have the guts to provoke a group of unscrupulous and terrifying witches. It's just that for some reason, seeing a group of seductive witches who were pure, noble, or naked showing their charms to Greem, the anger in Alice's heart kept rising.
A bunch of shameless old women! She would flirt with her breasts all day long to seduce men, she simply humiliated the witches, and deserved to be a vassal of the wizards...
Sensing the dark tide behind him, Greem greeted Wizard Angus with a wry smile, and returned to the cabin with Alice, who couldn't stop thinking about it.
In the next few days, Greem lived in the room almost without moving an inch, studying day and night how to integrate these alien runes into the puppet crystal nucleus. When you are tired from studying, you can replace sleep with meditation, so that you can restore your mental strength as soon as possible.
And in his body, the energy bursts of Balrog Heart twice a minute have gradually become acceptable. It's just that along with the power of the flames, there is also a dim, almost imperceptible breath of the abyss. If Greem didn't have a chip that was fine enough to monitor the genetic level of the body cells, he might not be able to detect the existence of these traces of abyssal breath, and of course it would be even more impossible to notice that they are slowly and firmly eroding and transforming his body.
It's only been a dozen days, and some organs in his body have faintly shown signs of being demonized.
For him, this news is both good and bad!
The good thing is that his physique has become stronger and stronger. Since transplanting this 2nd-level Balrog Heart, his physique has grown faster than his mental strength, which made him plan to simply change his career to become a body-training wizard.
A strong body and an ethereal evil aura, these all endowed Greem with a different kind of charm!
But the disadvantages are equally obvious.
Once the demonization of body organs exceeds the level he can control, his original camp will probably deviate from the path of a wizard, and move closer to those demons in the lower realm!
On the one hand, he was greedy for the growth of his strength brought by the breath of the abyss, and on the other hand, he was afraid that he would degenerate into an abyss creature, so Greem ordered the chip to closely monitor every change in his body.
On the fifth day after boarding the ship, when a certain organ in his body was demonized beyond 11%, Greem took out a bottle of potion from his storage belt, and swallowed it without hesitation.
As soon as the purple-black sticky potion slipped into the esophagus, a pungent stench had already permeated the entire room. From the mouth to the stomach, an indescribable strange feeling spread, and gradually spread to the whole body.
But in reality, Greem raised his hands, watching wisps of dark red evil smoke permeate from his skin and slowly melt into the air.
Since he already knew that the Balrog's Heart might bring him harm, Greem had of course prepared a witchcraft potion early on, which could slowly and continuously remove the abyssal breath from his body. Of course Greem couldn't refine these potions, but he traded them from Ferrier with a fist-sized deep sapphire.
Every time he drinks the medicine, he needs to precisely control the dosage of the medicine, so that they can remove the breath of the abyss without causing the decline of the physique. And one of the most direct consequences of this is that he has become a "smelly" person now.
The whole body is exuding a pungent and unpleasant stench!