The entire training camp occupies a vast area, but there are not many ancillary buildings.
To the east is a row of solid wooden houses, all of which are directly piled up with thick logs. It looks rough and simple, but it is extremely strong and practical. On the west side, there are several scattered tents. Judging from the size, it seems that they are only enough for one or two people to rest.
The most eye-catching thing in the entire camp is the large training ground and countless wizard apprentices fighting hard on it. Yes, wizard apprentices, not ordinary human fighters. Looking at the big fireball across the field like a shooting star, and seeing the terrifying figure with the battle ax held high, Greem's heart started beating violently again.
For a long time, Greem's impression of wizard apprentices was dark and cunning, with psychopaths everywhere. But it was the first time he had seen someone who was so ignited like today, using his violent witchcraft to confront people head-on under the blue sky and broad daylight.
Around a huge training ground, a group of people were watching the battle between two senior apprentices.
One is a long-range spellcaster who is good at fire witchcraft just like Greem.
One is a terrifying God of War with powerful thunder power who prefers body training wizards.
The two of you come and go in the arena, and the fight is inextricably linked.
The fire apprentice's body was surrounded by three constantly rotating flame shields, which blocked him from a large amount of splashed mud, sand and stone, as well as lightning and thunder like a silver snake. And under his feet, a looming and strange witch formation always accompanied him.
This witch formation obviously had some kind of acceleration effect, which made him run no less than those apprentices who focused on agility. And the dense fireball gathered between his two palms kept splitting into explosive fireballs one after another, bombarding the opponent like a meteor fire rain.
As for the berserk warrior-type apprentice, relying on his strong physique and the thunder grid covering his whole body, he withstood the continuous bombardment of fireballs. And he kept roaring and sprinting, trying to catch up with the footsteps of the fire apprentices.
Look at the terrifying thunder on the huge battle axe, as long as he gets close to him, even if it is a little closer, the thunder battle ax thrown out can instantly severely damage the weak opponent.
Greem followed Kevin to the sidelines. Before he got close, he could already smell the strong pungent smell of lightning burning the air, and his ears were filled with the roar of the fireball bursting.
Although the venue was large enough, it still seemed too narrow for the violent and ferocious witchcraft. Several exploding fireballs even flew out of the field, heading straight for the crowd of onlookers. And at this time, it is also a festival moment where everyone on the sidelines is carnival-like.
Some took out their wands, and a cold blast instantly froze the rushing fireball into an ice lump. And some jumped up, cutting the fireball into a sky full of fireflies the moment it passed by. Every guy who came out to show off his witchcraft won a series of applause from the crowd.
And the heroic voice that sneered at Kevin loudly just now stood in the middle of this group of people. With a bare head, a sturdy body, and a body full of solid muscles like iron ingots, although standing there with bare hands, it can give people a sense of oppression.
This was a quasi-witch-level body training apprentice, and the extremely powerful sense of oppression was about to become real. Standing beside him, Greem even had difficulty breathing.
A series of harsh warnings had already sounded from the chip in his mind.
"Warning warning... High-frequency mental radiation detected... Please keep the subject away from the radiation source immediately, otherwise signs of mental weakness will appear in 3 seconds. Now the countdown starts: 3... 2... 1... "
Greem couldn't help frowning and smiled wryly.
In this high-magic world of wizards, apprentices began to accumulate magic elements through continuous meditation and swallowing witchcraft from the time of wizard apprenticeship. The more elemental particles gather, the more powerful the mental radiation formed by itself will be. This may be a common thing for them, but for ordinary people, this kind of spiritual radiation with strong elemental characteristics is no less than the nuclear radiation of the earth in the previous life.
Apprentice wizards may only be regarded as nuclear materials and nuclear waste. Although dangerous, their strength is limited. But those official wizards, once they cross the threshold of quantitative change to qualitative change, they can already change from nuclear materials to nuclear reactors in one go. The degree of danger of that promotion is not above a level at all.
But the smiling bald giant in front of him is definitely a quasi-shaman who is about to hit the threshold of wizards. Get a little closer, even Greem, a junior apprentice, can't bear the terrifying mental radiation he unconsciously emits.
After greeting Kevin, the bald guy's eyes immediately fell on Greem. However, at a glance, there was a hint of confusion on his square face, which was like cast iron.
"Why is he a junior apprentice? Could it be that those black bastards in the underground have all eaten corpse bugs, and they will be killed by a junior apprentice? You, Heimu, go and try his skills!" As a matter of fact, he could not help but pick an opponent for Greem.
"Hey, you two, are you tired after bouncing around for so long! Come down quickly, there will be a new game soon!"
Soon, under the yelling of the bald-headed Ah Fu, the two sweaty senior apprentices walked down the field with scars all over their bodies. It can be seen that this is not the first time they have fought against each other, so they have a full understanding of each other's abilities. Before the opponent's obvious flaws appear, both sides have an opportunity to win, but it is difficult to grasp it.
The thunder giant who walked off the field was covered with burn marks from large and small flames. While receiving treatment from others, he asked loudly, "Where did this junior apprentice come from? Boss, you let him I don't want to kill him in the end! I'm afraid such a fragile body like bean sprouts won't be able to resist being trampled by Zurou!"
The bald-headed Afuyan let out a gigantic laugh that shook the world.
"Mark, don't be ashamed of yourself here! Do you know that this little junior apprentice killed the magic vine girl with his own hands? Why, among you senior apprentices, who dares to pat your chest and say that you will be stable?" Beat that magic vine girl?"
After hearing Ah Fu's words, everyone who was still puzzled turned their eyes to Greem who was smiling wryly, as if they wanted to see through him.
Greem opened his mouth, originally wanting to explain a thing or two. But that Kevin patted him lightly on the shoulder, leaned into his ear and whispered with a sly smile: "Little guy, I will teach you to be good this time. If you don't want others to pry into your secrets, next time you must remember to The enemy's soul is also completely destroyed!"
Greem opened his mouth and stared blankly for a long time before he realized where he had let himself go.
Damn it, it was the corpse of the magic vine girl.
He and Mary just killed her, but did not extract and destroy her soul. After handing her body over to the wizard tower, those wizards must have discovered her secret through her remaining soul memory.
day! Depend on! Grass!
At this moment, Greem wished he could slap himself hard, and wept bitterly for his lack of thoughtfulness. At the same time, he felt powerless for a while due to the treacherous witchcraft in this strange world.
There are various types of witchcraft, and the weird effects are even more unpredictable. It seemed that his plan to hide behind Mary and make a fortune silently was about to be shattered. Today, here, I have to properly show my ability.
Still their most powerful ability is something they cannot see, and what they think is only the most insignificant part of themselves.
After making up his mind, Greem gave up his plan to continue lurking, with a weird smile on his face.
"Okay, since you want to see my ability, then send your thugs! Let him stand up, let me see who my opponent is?"
"That... sorry... your opponent is me! My name is Heimu!" A deep and hoarse voice came out from the crowd, and then a stooped and thin old apprentice with an ebony staff walked out.
Loose and chapped skin, a shriveled and thin body clinging to the ribs, a cold and stern face, and scorched yellow and withered hair all over the head. The outstretched hands and feet were black and dirty, and the black and curved nails were bent like eagle hooks. They smiled sinisterly at Greem, revealing a mouth full of scorched yellow and incomplete teeth.
And on the top of the long ebony staff held in his left hand, there are still strings of teeth and miniature skulls hanging, and as the wind blows, they clank and jingle with a terrifying and crisp sound.
Judging by his age, he seemed to be approaching the end of his life, and he looked like a human skeleton about to enter the grave. But Greem's eyes suddenly froze, and his expression gradually turned serious.
Although the guy named Heimu in front of him only had the spiritual fluctuations of a senior apprentice, the death threat he brought to Greem was so clear and intuitive. If I didn't guess wrong, the other party should be a scary guy with friendly and negative energy. Now I don't know if this guy is playing with corpses or a terrible enemy who is playing with curses.
I'm afraid he can only experience a little bit in the duel field for his real ability!
"Hey, I'm afraid it's a little unfair for you to let a senior apprentice deal with a junior apprentice like me? Since you want to try me, it's impossible not to pay any price. Before the battle, you might as well show off a little bit!" Greem raised his hands He hugged his chest and looked confident.
"Boy, you are crazy!" Heimu showed a cold smile again: "Originally, Mr. Fu just wanted to see how long you could hold on under my hands. Why, do you still think that you have the possibility of winning? Jie Jie Jie..."
"What if I win? Do you dare to make a bet with me?" Greem took advantage of the situation to fight back.
"Why don't you dare? For the sake of your courage, I can give you a 10:1 odds. No matter how many magic crystals you bet, as long as you can do it, I will return it 10 times!" The smile on Heimu's face Coupled with his skull-like head, not to mention how terrifying and frightening it is.
"Who else is willing to bet with me? Show your courage!"
Greem howled and threw away all his belongings.
That black cloth bag and the remaining 9 magic crystals.
The atmosphere in the arena was instantly ignited by him!