A distance of 300 miles is nothing to a wizard.
If they weren't in the Black Forest, they might be there in two or three hours.
But after all, the Black Forest has the rules of the Black Forest. If you want to fly recklessly here, you won't even be able to pay for ten lives.
Most powerful monsters are too lazy to interfere with the guy who sneaks past the edge of their territory, but if you fly over its head with a loud voice, it is a provocation from the red aloe fruit!
The five manticores undoubtedly belonged to the local monsters in this area, so they knew the hunting areas of many monsters along the way. They don't fly high, but fly close to the tops of tall ancient trees, twisting and twisting all the way, trying to pass quickly along the edge of the territory of those powerful monsters.
Therefore, along the way, I crossed the 300-mile forest without any danger, and returned to the diseased forest with obvious landform characteristics.
And here is the territory of their manticore family!
Without stopping on the ground, the five manticores pressed their bat wings, and their majestic and majestic bodies rushed into the cave with the howling wind, making the thousands of nocturnal bats that were roosting inside scream strangely and fly around. .
But no matter how flustered these bats were, none of them dared to get within ten meters of the manticore. In this area, manticores are the well-deserved bosses!
The manticore group ignored the group of free 'watchdogs' at all, flapped their bat wings, and quickly shuttled and glided in the cave, nimbly dodging the towering stone pillars and upside-down stalactites, and plunged into the cave. The dark and deep passage in the corner.
Spreading their wings and gliding in narrow and dark passages, they will retract their bat wings and run quickly on the ground like a real lion when encountering an area that is too narrow. When the space is a little more spacious, the bat wings will be spread out again, rushing wildly between the jagged stone pillars and caves.
This is their home.
Every passage and every stone pillar here are very familiar.
Even if the underground light is dim, it has no effect on the manticores with low-light vision. They are like small fish swimming in the coral reef, moving freely and flexibly between stones, rocks, and soil, and went straight through the complicated and dense underground passages, and came to the cave group where Greem discovered the lava well.
As soon as they entered here, the space around them suddenly became spacious, even empty. The three Silver Alliance wizards who had been sitting upright with their eyes closed could not help but open their eyes and began to scan the surrounding environment.
In particular, the lava well in the center of the cave group attracted the attention of the two esoteric wizards. As soon as they jumped off the manticore, they couldn't wait to come to the lava well, took out strange witchcraft and began to measure the environmental data here.
That guy named Eugene is a battle wizard, and he is mainly responsible for protecting these two mysterious wizards who are out on missions. Therefore, he was not confused by the environment here, nodded slightly at Greem, and began to step on the terrain around the lava well.
Seeing the two esoteric wizards who had been working hard since arriving here, Greem couldn't help coughing in embarrassment. However, this move did not disturb the two esoteric wizards, who were apparently in a state of enthusiasm for work, and instead drew back Eugene who was wandering around.
"Why, what else do you have to do?" Wizard Eugene's tone was quite cold, and there was a sense of chill in the surging energy aura on his body.
"Uh... I just want to ask, what else do I need to help with the construction of the wizard's tower?"
"I don't need any help from you!" Wizard Eugene pushed Greem back with one sentence: "If you are really capable, you don't need to invite us here! Everything here is very good, and it is a place suitable for building witch towers." place."
"So what do I need to do?"
"You don't need to do anything, just leave! It only takes 9 days to complete a small basic witch tower like this. After everything is built, I will naturally notify you, and you will complete the blood sacrifice of the tower spirit." Work. Well, you can leave now...”
At this moment, Greem's jaw was almost taken aback by the other party's arrogance.
But thinking of the style of the Silver Alliance, he felt relieved.
This was originally a unique business.
After they have monopolized most of the esoteric wizards and related knowledge and technology, other wizard families and organizational forces want to quickly complete the construction of the wizard tower, and many times they can only rely on the Silver Alliance. The Sarubo family also has its own architects and talisman masters, but these strategic talents stay outside the territory and are firmly in the hands of the great wizard Sarubo.
If you want them to cross the barriers of the planes and return to the wizarding world to build the lowest-end "simple" wizard tower for a small first-level wizard, even the third-level wizard Sanaza can't make the decision. Because the esoteric wizards cultivated by the Sarubo family are all prepared for the war of planes, and no one can work them to contribute to an ordinary family wizard.
so…
For things like Greem's building a private witch tower, he can only turn to a specialized organization like the Silver Alliance for help!
So, within a quarter of an hour of inviting this group of people, Greem was "politely" invited out of the cave group by that wizard Eugene.
It can be seen that this group of people is still very good at keeping intellectual property and technology confidential.
Even if Greem left the caves, he could still feel the feeling of being watched. And it wasn't until he returned to the manticore's lair that the feeling of being watched completely disappeared.
"Don't feel depressed, master!" Gargamel, who has been hiding underground to train this group of manticores for the past few days, came over after hearing the news, and comforted him in a low voice: "All the guys from the three major forces are like this! You have contacted too much, I got used to it…”
"Oh, do you know something about the three major forces?" Greem asked curiously, "Can you tell me about it!"
"Jie Jie... what is there to say!" Gargamel's thin and dry old face showed a look of resentment: "The pain of being a wandering wizard is difficult for people who have not experienced it! We are like crossing the street. Mouse, wherever we go, we will be oppressed by the local wizard family. In order to collect knowledge and purchase materials, we can only hold our noses to curry favor with the managers of the public witch towers. Only in this way can we get some relatively cheap resources... "
"Then why don't you join some wizarding families? With your qualifications as a pharmacist, as long as you show that you are willing to join, even those wizarding families of medium strength will welcome you with open arms? A miserable life with white eyes?"
"Master, if you say something like this, it means that you don't really understand those wizard families. When you enter these families as a mysterious wizard, you will find that they really value your existence and are willing to give you a bigger favor." resources. But... from now on, you lose your freedom forever!"
"free?"
"Yes, freedom!" Gargamel sighed secretly: "They bet resources on you, so they naturally want to get more returns from you! As a pharmacist, after I joined the wizard family, I need to report to you regularly every year. The family handed over a certain amount of witchcraft potions. For a powerless guy like me, they will set a very high amount of witchcraft potions. And if I want to complete the task, I can only soak in the weird smell every day. In the laboratory, doing repetitive and boring work day and night."
Greem rubbed his chin silently and became silent.
"And in this way, the most direct consequence is... I don't have that much time to meditate, and I don't have time to improve my strength. After I became a wizard, I spent a lot of time every year on meaningless My body was destroyed bit by bit like this... "
Gargamel is only 89 years old so far, such an age is not even considered middle-aged in the group of wizards who are often two or three hundred years old. But his body and appearance... have already competed with those old wizards who are nearing the end of their lives!
"Aren't there many high-ranking wizards among the esoteric wizards? You..." Greem was a little puzzled again.
"Master, are you talking about the inside of the Silver Alliance?" Gargamel sneered twice: "The guys that a big organization like them are willing to do their best to cultivate, and the guys who are willing to spend resources to become high-level wizards, all have family members. The direct bloodline of the background! For outsiders, they are never willing to do this. After all, the resources spent to smash a low-talented esoteric wizard to level 2 are enough to smash out two to three level 2 combat wizards. So it is not yourself People, they are also reluctant to... "
Greem also has a deep understanding of this point.
In the Sarubo family, Wen Lier is a pharmacist, and Korgan is a witch beast reformer. They both have their own unique auxiliary expertise. But their combat ability, to be honest, Greem has always looked down on them. And their strength improvement, compared with Greem, is comparable to that of a turtle crawling.
After returning from the knight plane, it was enough for Greem and them to see each other three or four times a year. For most of the rest of the time, they stayed in their respective laboratories and only came out once every ten days and a half months. In many cases, I even have no time to eat and drink, and can only rely on nutritional pills for support.
A body that lacks exercise for a long time, exposed to various materials that are harmful to the human body all year round, and the spirit that has not been nourished for a long time, will not advance but retreat, and become atrophied and eroded.
It's really surprising that there is no decline in strength in this way!
However, compared with the decline in strength, what is more unbearable is the loss of freedom.
As a professional wizard carefully cultivated by the family, you have no chance to travel and explore. No family would allow an upanish wizard to team up with strangers to play a jungle adventure for that little bit of combat experience and adventure experience.
Even if there is an occasional need, the family will send a large number of experts to closely protect the esoteric wizards to explore those low-risk so-called 'relics' and 'dangerous places'.
With such an experience, the chances of esoteric wizards to be trained and sharpened are almost zero!
From these narrations, Greem finally understood the fundamental reason why Gargamel would rather become a wandering wizard than join a wizard family.
Although the group of wizards looks glamorous on the outside, you really have to go deep into it to find that the oppression and oppression inside are also desperate.