This is an eerie magical swamp.
Even during the daytime, the warm sunlight cannot penetrate through the thick fog, so the light here is slightly dim, and the background color of the whole environment is even more gloomy and earthy yellow.
After staying in such an environment for a long time, even people's personalities will become much gloomy.
When the stone door slowly closed behind the two of them, Tony put on his hood and said coldly.
"I'm going over there!"
Without waiting for Greem's answer, he turned around and stepped on the path on the left that was paved with small white stones.
After Tony's burly figure disappeared in the mist, Greem pulled up his hood, turned around and walked up the path on the right.
While walking, he said softly, "Call out the detection data of this Tony."
In the next second, a biochip detection report on apprentice Tony was projected in his mind.
Name: Tony
Attributes: strength 7, agility 3, constitution 8, mental power 6
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Greem curled his lips in surprise, with such a physique, why didn't he change his career and become a barbarian warrior. His strength and physique were twice his own, which also meant that if Greem fought him in close quarters, he might be knocked down if he couldn't hold on to a single punch.
However, as an apprentice wizard, his mental power is only 6 points, which is 2 points lower than his own. This kind of essential advantage cannot be compensated by more strength and physique.
In this way, he should be planning to develop into a melee wizard. Using all kinds of witchcraft to strengthen his body, and then using witchcraft to assist his melee ability, this is probably the only path he can choose!
Just being close to the other party for a period of time, the biochip can detect such accurate data information from the target's behavior and other intelligence. This undoubtedly allows Greem to take more initiative in interacting with others, and can also avoid more unnecessary risks.
And this is undoubtedly what Greem cares most about!
However, such detection methods may not be useful for real wizards, because the bodies of formal wizards always radiate strong elemental fluctuations all the time. This is not only an instinctive expression of their huge energy condensed, but also a means to avoid being perceived by outsiders about their true condition.
Under the interference of strong energy radiation, it is unknown how much valuable information the bio-assisted chip can obtain from them. Even Greem wasn't sure whether they would notice the existence of the biochip, so in the tower, he had to be more cautious about the use of the biochip.
The gravel path in front of me continued to wind and stretch in the mist, and strange plants of variable height could be vaguely seen on both sides of the road. Short and thick conical trunks, closed leaves curled up together, vines hanging down in twos and threes, mysterious flowers with petals as big as washbasins and bright colors, wet and dirty stinky cement pools...
All these scenes seemed ordinary, but Greem knew very well that he must never step out of the gravel path.
Almost none of the animals and plants that can survive in the magic swamp are docile and kind, and all of them are terrifying monsters that eat people without spitting out their bones.
Those shy-looking low trees are terrible killer trees. Once you get close to them, their curled leaves will suddenly stretch out and hug you in their arms. At this time, the blood-sucking vines hanging from its body will wind up and pierce countless sharp tentacles into your body, allowing you to experience the passing of life in the loss of blood bit by bit.
After your blood is sucked out, the remaining skin, flesh and bones become the best fertilizer for the killing tree.
If you are lucky enough to dig through the dark and scarlet soil at the foot of the killing tree, you will definitely find dense white bones, human bones and animal bones. This is the only proof of existence left by the prey they used to hunt!
The reason why the Swamp Tower raises these monsters is to prevent the intrusion of strangers from outside, and to harvest some special witchcraft materials.
The rhizome of the killing tree and the blood sac bred in the blood-sucking vine body are both good tonics, and they are also a beneficial supplement for wizards who have always been poor in physique. At regular intervals, wizard apprentices would come here to pick materials at the risk of being attacked by enchanted plants, so this was also a dangerous task with a high mortality rate.
Perhaps it sensed the flesh and blood aura on Greem's body, and the swamp forest that was a little lifeless just now suddenly became active. The monsters beyond Greem's senses and vision were squirming their bodies and branches intentionally or unintentionally, slowly approaching the gravel path. But when Greem's gaze swept over them, they would become frozen again, as if they had never moved.
Greem turned a blind eye to these small movements of the enchanted plants and didn't care at all.
No matter how crazy and cruel they are, they never dare to cross the simple and simple gravel path under their feet, as if there is something on it that makes them afraid.
"Query the database and archive the magical plants in front of you!"
"The mission failed to start... The ontology database is damaged, and species matching cannot be performed... Turn on element vision, remodeling..."
Following a series of chip prompts, the image projected on his retina swayed for a while, and then massive data cascaded down from the top, rendering every object in the field of vision colorful with brilliant fluorescence.
Elemental vision? Is this the special method that the chip has combined with his current physical ability
The green base indicates the plant nature of these monsters, while the red, yellow, blue and purple color groups indicate where their energy gathers. In addition, the environmental humidity, temperature, wind force, concentration of toxic particles, distribution and flow of element particles that are changing slightly all the time... All the data changes that can be detected by the chip are presented in front of his eyes in the form of dynamic color pictures.
Greem frowned.
Such a colorful and overly complicated horizon projection has seriously affected his normal vision, so how can he see things in the future
"Removing invalid color spectrum...removing diffuse fluorescence...focusing elemental vision on only a few common energy spectrums..."
As Greem's order was conveyed step by step, the colorful light group that was blinding just now finally dimmed little by little, and all the matter in the field of vision returned to their original appearance again. However, under the perspective of the powerful elemental vision of the biochip, the edges of all substances showed signs of translucency, and even the elemental particles flowing in the air became faintly visible.
It was still a pale and thick mist just now, but now in Greem's eyes, it was just clusters, strands, and pieces of slowly flowing water element particles. Under the restraint of a mysterious force, they can't spread out, and can only be shrouded in this magic swamp for many years.
Greem stood still, his pupils hidden under the shadow of the hood flickered, and he looked at the enchanted plants on the side of the road without blinking. Under the new visual perception, the other side of the other party hidden under the disguise is finally revealed in every detail.
Under the withered and wrinkled bark, there are clusters of eerie grimaces densely clustered, all of which are the souls forcibly bound by the killing tree. Greem also "saw" the turquoise energy fluorescence on the grayish-white trunk of the murderous tree, the edges of the curled leaves, and the tips of the needle-like wood thorns. This should be the energy spectrum radiation presented by the killing tree paralysis venom.
As for the vampire vine parasitic on the killing tree, under Greem's elemental vision, it was a terrifying red monster. Pure blood flows under its twisted and wriggling grass-green skin, and at the part where it joins the killing tree, in the hollow tree cavity, fist-sized blood sacs are expanding and shrinking in a regular rhythm. , which looks exactly like a human heart.
croak...
Following a few ear-piercing hisses, a group of scavenging crows flew from a distance, landed on a branch, stared at Greem with blinking scarlet eyes.
To be honest, being stared at by such a group of ominous monsters made Greem feel uncomfortable all over.
For such a group of uninvited swamp monsters, Greem did not dare to be careless. Although the carrion crow is not a powerful monster, its pair of scarlet and blood-like pupils also have a slight "depressed" ability, and there have been terrible examples of wizard apprentices being pecked blind by them before.
Seeing that the carrion crows were eager to try, Greem raised his right hand and softly recited the witchcraft spells he knew so well. With the completion of the 5-second casting, a large fluffy red magic flame exploded in Greem's hands, and It couldn't stop spouting and twisting.
And Greem's entire right hand was completely wrapped in the magic flames, but he was still unharmed.
Burning hands!
This was the only sorcery that Greem had mastered after studying in the Wizard's Tower for 6 years.
With Greem's current methods, he could barely extend the magic fire triggered by the burning hand to 5 steps away, and there was nothing he could do any further. So it is still only a close-up witchcraft.
The magic flames that reddened the surrounding dense fog were blazing, and the strong fluctuations of the fire element finally made the monsters in this swamp jungle realize that the human beings in front of them were not something they could easily capture.
And those monsters that had slowly gathered around Greem seemed to have been greatly frightened, and fled away from both sides of the path one by one in panic. The group of carrion crows croaked and flew into the sky, and disappeared into the depths of the mist after a short circle.
Greem let out a long breath, finally feeling a little relieved.
These monsters would never dare to set foot on this gravel path, but this did not prevent them from using their own methods to lure or intimidate the wizard apprentices to leave this path. Once Greem was frightened by the terrifying scene of them gathering in groups, and ran out of the path in panic, even with the existence of witchcraft amulets, it would be difficult to protect his life.
The soul and flesh of an apprentice wizard are undoubtedly much more delicious than those of ordinary humans and beasts, and this does not violate the agreement between the monsters and the tower wizard. Therefore, every visit to the outside of the tower is a profound test of spiritual will. Once there is a spiritual loophole caught by these monsters, the fate of the wizard apprentice will definitely not be much better.
"Record all the information about these monsters!" Greem said calmly.
"Zi... It has been recorded! Please name it for the subject."
"Killer tree... vampire vine... carrion crow..."
"The naming is complete! The new information has been included in the database."