The flying boat quickly slid across the sky, dragging cloud-like spray wind particles behind the boat.
Everything on the ground, whether it was a person or an object, turned into little black dots. Even the magic swamp where Greem had lived for 6 years looked like a dilapidated pond surrounded by mist.
After staying in the magic swamp for too long, Greem has become somewhat unfamiliar with the life outside.
After the flying boat reached the flying altitude, Greem clinged to the side of the boat, and could already clearly see the vast land around a hundred miles around. In addition to the magical swamp covered by thick fog, Greem also saw human villages and towns in twos and threes and a small city in the surrounding area.
The dark earth and green wheat fields are clearly visible, with finger-sized mills and windmills dotted among them. An ant-sized convoy can be vaguely seen on the silver belt-like road.
The direction the flying ship is heading is south.
The further you go there, the thicker the greenery on the land, but the fewer signs of human activities. Near every gathering point of human beings, Greem could see the dense forest and the lively scenes of wolves running and monkeys crying inside.
This is actually the current status quo in the Wizarding Continent.
Near every human gathering point are endless primeval forests and wild jungles, and there are countless wild beasts, monsters, and monsters living in them. Ordinary wild beasts and monsters may be able to resist the human force in the settlement, but when encountering those weird and impermanent monsters, there must be a stronger force to guard them.
And this guardian force is the wizard.
As a powerful individual with extraordinary power in this plane, the wizard is the real master of this land. Although after they crossed the threshold of official wizards, there was already a huge gap between them and ordinary humans in terms of blood relationship. However, in order to protect the source of the wizard community, most wizards are still willing to contribute part of their power so that human beings can continue to survive and multiply on this continent.
Ordinary human society is like lambs raised in captivity, and wizards are like high shepherds, guarding their pastures, expecting a steady stream of fresh blood to join their ranks. Don't look at apprentice wizards like Greem, who already have strong, mysterious, and weird colors in the eyes of ordinary mortals, but in the eyes of formal wizards, they are still worthless ants.
As long as they haven't crossed that threshold for a day, they are still not living entities that can be compared with official wizards, but just a simple name and number.
For the first time, Greem felt an urge to work hard and become stronger.
Although he worked very hard for what he did before, it was more of a habit and external pressure. Today, however, he has an urge to become stronger that bursts out from the depths of his heart.
This is a mysterious and mysterious world, completely different from the earth I lived in in my previous life. On Earth, the power of individuals is small, and only by relying on the power of groups can we continue to grow and develop. But here, where the ocean of magic power fills the sky and the earth, the power of the individual is magnified tens of millions of times. Things that could not be done on Earth before have infinite possibilities here.
For the first time, Greem couldn't help but want to stand on top of the world with his own strength, to see what the world really looks like. Maybe this is the original intention of the Great World Will to lead him from the low magic earth to the high magic world.
The cold wind howled over the side of the ship.
Although the bow of the ship is protected by the wind barrier, so that the apprentices do not have to endure the cold wind, the temperature on the deck is still very low.
Greem's physique was only 5 points, and obviously he couldn't rely on his body alone to resist the temperature changes outside, so he could only tighten his robe desperately. And Mary is still wearing the signature thin red gauze dress, with a large area of white skin exposed, but she doesn't feel cold at all.
As long as the physique exceeds 10 points, the apprentice wizard can basically not be affected by the outside seasons. The biting cold wind blowing on Greem's body, in the eyes of the red-clothed Mary, might just be a slightly cooler breeze. And if the physique exceeds 15 points, even the general extreme environment is no longer a forbidden area for them.
As for more than 20 points, that is already a terrifying level that can only be achieved by a body-refining wizard. If they really got to that point, even if they were thrown into the lava underground or the extremely cold abyss, it would be difficult to kill them completely.
Compared with wizard apprentices, wizards have undergone a qualitative change, and their vitality has been sublimated to such an extent that it is difficult for them to spy. Although the roads are different, it can be traced back to the source, which is a deep digging of power. It's just that the body-refining wizards are more focused on enhancing their physique and strength, while the rule wizards are pursuing spiritual power.
The scenery outside the boat is thrilling and beautiful for the first time, but after seeing too much, there will always be a moment of aesthetic fatigue. So Greem spread out a blanket and invited Mary to sit down and rest with him, while he took the opportunity to quietly look at the people on the bow.
He had already sensed it when he boarded the ship before, and he seemed to be the only junior apprentice on this deck. Now through the passive exploration of elemental vision, he immediately gained a more intuitive visual experience.
Among the densely packed crowd, there were dazzling and dangerous red glows everywhere, and several of them even reached the extremely dangerous state of turning purple.
The chip in Greem's mind quickly counted the specific data.
There are 317 wizard apprentices on the deck, including 11 quasi-shamans, 92 senior apprentices, and the rest are intermediate apprentices. Well, Greem, an alternative junior apprentice, needs to be excluded.
These quasi-shamans are the big names in the group of apprentices, and each of them is surrounded by a large number of speculators with flattering faces. But the friendship between these quasi-witches is indifferent, and they are clearly separated from each other.
This is actually understandable.
At their stage, as long as they can get through that terrible threshold, they can ascend to the sky in one step, and become masters standing proudly above everyone from then on. As for the wizard apprentices who surrounded them, they would immediately become disdainful mosquitoes and flies.
Even if they are quasi-shamans of the same rank, they are unwilling to contact each other in advance. After all, there are still considerable risks in the witchcraft rituals of advanced wizards. If the prospective witches I am optimistic about dating do not succeed in advancing, then the previous emotional investment will be in vain. At that time, one is a wizard and the other is an apprentice, so what is the basis for continuing to communicate on an equal footing!
And the real communication can be carried out after advanced wizards. At that time, no new wizard will refuse the friendship of the same rank!
Therefore, under the influence of this kind of lonely and narcissistic psychology, the 11 quasi-Malaysians each occupy one side, and there is no intention of chatting and communicating. In contrast, at the senior apprentice level, the degree of warmth between each other is in stark contrast.
In all the big and small circles, the most enthusiastic and frequent communication is this group of senior apprentices. Most of the more intermediate apprentices were silent or echoed, like green leaves that set off the existence of red flowers, small and inconspicuous.
In contrast, Mary in red, who knelt silently beside Greem, became the best dating partner in the eyes of everyone, and even some male quasi-witches were secretly peeping at her.
A senior female apprentice with such an outstanding figure and appearance, even though her face was cold and arrogant, still attracted many male apprentices to look here frequently.
"Aren't you going to make some friends?" Greem held back a smile and said softly, "It can be seen that they really want to communicate with you!"
Mary in red opened her green eyes and glanced around, then sneered disdainfully: "It's a pity that I'm not interested in their filthy blood, otherwise I'll let them know what the blood queen's passion is!"
"Blood Queen? Is this the name you gave yourself?" Greem chuckled lightly, "It's quite appropriate. I just wonder if I have the honor to experience it?"
"You?" Mary's icy beautiful eyes fell on the side of Greem's face: "Then you really need to work hard!"
Immediately, Mary's delicate body stretched out, and she lay on her side next to Greem, leaning on his lap, and began the daily routine—meditation.
"Cough!" Greem sighed lightly.
He heard very clearly that these words were definitely the true words of Mary in red.
Since the day they stepped into the wizarding path, their status has been measured by their naked strength. Even if she is looking for a lover, even if Mary in red has some affection for him, but when the disparity in strength is in front of her eyes, Mary is still unwilling to find a "partner" who is weaker than herself.
Greem had a feeling that if he took the initiative, Mary wouldn't mind being her only playmate. But if she really needed to find a partner that could be with her for a lifetime, a weak person like Greem was definitely not within her selection range.
The cold reality dilutes the charm of the beauty in his arms, Greem shook his head and smiled wryly, took out a book from his arms, and read it carefully and carefully.
In such a situation where all eyes are on her, it is absolutely not suitable for deep meditation, so it is a good choice for Mary in red to isolate herself by meditation to avoid the trouble of forcibly rejecting her. But in this way, Greem could only act as a temporary flower protector, biting the bullet to bear the hostility of the crowd.
Entik, the evil bug who was traveling with them, also found a place nearby and sat cross-legged, with his hood drooping, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.
In the final analysis, there was no great hatred between him and Greem, it was just a momentary quarrel that set a trap for Greem. If it wasn't for Entik's promise to protect his safety, the new apprentice Alan would not dare to provoke Mary in red even if he was killed.
As for this kind of hatred that leads to death, the evil bug Entik may not feel directly.
In his heart, this is just a roadside ant that was killed casually, and it is not worth caring about at all. Perhaps after returning to the Swamp Tower after completing this mission, the person represented by the name Greem will have disappeared and will never appear again.
So for Entik, Greem is not his enemy at all, only Mary in red is qualified.