The Enchanted Swamp was still damp and dim every day, like a pool of stagnant water filled with a foul stench. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But beneath the turbid and filthy water, there is a terrible undercurrent surging.

The would-be apprentices who were trapped on the first floor day and night were full of envy for the formal apprentices who walked in front of them every day. But how did they know that a storm of death was coming at them that could destroy everything.

And in this storm, those who are not adequately prepared are not immune.

In such a harsh environment, it lasted for another 10 days, and the terrible days finally came!

It was an eerie and cold morning, and most of the apprentices were still immersed in sweet dreams, and the terrible Anderson wizard had just finished building and revising the mysterious witch circle.

As soon as he came out of that specially enclosed alien space, Wizard Anderson's spiritual power was quickly embedded in the tower's control core, taking in the information of the entire tower.

He has been busy in another space these days, and he doesn't know enough about the outside world. However, with his supreme authority as a wizard stationed in the tower, nothing in this tower could be hidden from his perception and prying eyes.

Perhaps it was a vague reaction to his cold spiritual power snooping, and those quasi-witch-level spiritual power sources all became active one after another, and they all seemed to have woken up from their sleep.

Hmph, since the objects that should be there are all there, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, and the day of the implementation of the plan will be placed today!

Wearing a peaked hat and gray wizard's robes, the lean, withered wizard Anderson stood silently in the tower's control hall, his hands swiping in succession, condensing one dazzling spell after another in the void. As soon as the spells appeared, they vanished instantly, and the tower trembled slightly.

Under the control of Wizard Anderson, the entire magical swamp was tightly shrouded in a thick fog that rose from the steam, and even the few eye-catching entrances and exits were hidden. And the tower was lit up in a slight vibration.

The tower's Qinghui Stone inspires a cold and desolate magical glow as the surging elemental energy flows through. The undead spirits that usually hide in the depths of the swamp swarmed out and began to hover around the tower, constantly emitting this breathtaking roar.

The terrible monsters that roamed the Enchanted Swamp and had signed a sorcery pact with the Swamp Tower became agitated and active, leaving their lairs and gathering around the tower, wary of any outsiders approaching.

Layers of magical light lingered above the tower, and countless witchcraft traps and magical traps had been activated. All the magical secret doors and secret passages that allowed access to the tower had been sealed, and even the many narrow windows on the tower had been shielded by countless transparent air barriers.

Almost at the same moment, all of the Tower apprentices were imprisoned in place, unable to move a single bit.

"Ntik, bring them all here!" Anderson commanded coldly.

At his command, the evil insect Ntik, who had been sitting in the secret room like a dead man, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes lit up with fiery and bright soul fire. Under his command, countless scorpions poured out, instantly flooding the entire corridor.

The doors of the apprentices' residences, which had been protected by countless witchcraft protections, opened, and a tide of scorpions swarmed in, and soon the apprentices poured out one by one.

With the help of Ntik's many scorpions, all of the Tower's apprentices were transported to the 5th floor, a level they had never set foot on before.

In the spacious and bright magic hall on the fifth floor, scorpions poured in and out, transporting all the tower apprentices one after another. And Grim and the other three quasi-witch-level apprentices were even more in the forefront, like mummies, bound by translucent air shackles, tightly closed and unconscious.

To avoid trouble, Wizard Anderson uses the power of the Sleepy Charm to put all his apprentices to sleep.

When all the personnel were in place, Wizard Anderson floated into the hall in the air, looking down at the sleeping Tower apprentices on the ground, a grim smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't pretend to be asleep, do you think I can't sense your mental fluctuations? All your tricks are useless in front of a wizard!"

After listening to Anderson's words, the three would-be witches in the front opened their eyes at the same time.

"Dear Lord Anderson, I don't know what you're trying to do here, you don't want to kill all the Tower apprentices here, do you?, how do you explain to the Sarubo family?" Grim struggled a few times, unable to break free from the shackles on his body, and asked Anderson in resentment.

"Hmph, family, when I break through that shackle with your flesh and soul, I will be a great second-order wizard. At that time, it was too late for the Sarupo family to convince me, and how could they ask me for my guilt because of you wizard apprentices!"

"What? Are you really going to kill us all? I ......."

Too lazy to listen to the dying wails of a dying lamb again, Anderson tapped with one hand, and a mute spell instantly fell on Grim, causing him to lose his voice in an instant.

And Mary and the Alice struggled one by one, but they were powerless to break free from the shackles on their bodies.

Wizard Anderson reached out and lightly pointed, and the storage belt on Grim's body instantly flew out of his body and landed in his hand. He closed his eyes and looked at it, and after a moment, his eyebrows were happy, and with a flip of his palm, a crystal clear demon golem crystal nucleus with strong elemental fluctuations appeared in his hand.

Such elemental golem treasures are rare even in the hands of official wizards, and if you can erase the consciousness imprint left by Grim on them, you may be able to add a free servant to yourself. After two gestures with his hand, he simply sealed this wizard-level crystal nucleus, and Anderson took it into his arms with a smile on his face.

Looking around again, feeling that nothing was missing, Wizard Anderson raised his arms high. As the strong spatial fluctuations spread, the entire hall was wrapped in soft white light. By the time the white light slowly faded, everyone was no longer on the fifth floor of the swamp tower, but in an unknown magical secret room.

The space of the magical chamber was not small, the size of three football fields, and in the middle of the chamber, a triangular eerie altar stood there. The altar is small, but it is divided into three levels, each of which is about 2 meters high, and is connected by 10 steps.

The stone walls of each layer of the altar are embossed with delicate and realistic reliefs of different shapes, whether in pain, or wailing, or sorrowful...... The expressions are different, but they are vivid, as if they were poured on it with a living person, which makes people shudder!

Anderson flew up to the top of the altar and stood still. As an obscure sorcery spell resounded through the heavens and the earth, the magical chamber was completely sealed in the rumbling concussions, cutting off all contact with the outside world.

This is also an insurance measure for Anderson.

In order to avoid interference from the outside world, he temporarily closed off the space. No individual should try to escape from this place until he succeeds in the Blood Sacrifice. Maybe by this time tomorrow, it will be a reborn Anderson, a second-order wizard, who will open this space and step forward!

At that time, all those who had looked down on him would bow their heads under his dazzling light, and pay their respects to him with trepidation. And the entire scattered Tallinn will be singing the story of the birth of a new Rank 2 wizard!

With a vision of the future, Anderson leaned over and glanced at the wizarding apprentices lying upright, and waved his hand to untie the chains of the wind from Mary.

At the first moment of freedom, Mary's figure quickly became lightning, and almost instantaneously pounced in front of Anderson, her blood-stained, sharp, sharp claws slashing through his throat at an indistinguishable speed with the naked eye.

If it weren't for that strange transparent barrier, maybe Mary would have had a chance to hurt Anderson. It's a pity that in the face of a veteran wizard who has been promoted for more than 300 years, Mary's raid speed can't match the speed of Anderson's spirit.

Brush Brush Brush ......

Countless claw marks appeared on the transparent qi barrier one after another, and Mary gritted her teeth and attacked desperately, but she still couldn't break through the thin protective barrier.

Supported by the entire swamp tower in the back, a steady stream of pure magical energy was transmitted across the space, continuously injecting the transparent qi barrier outside Anderson's body. Unless Mary's attack was strong enough to break through this barrier with a single blow, she would not be able to deplete the wind energy above the qi barrier at all with the replenishment of subsequent energy.

"My beautiful and graceful squire of the guard, do not restrain your wild and unrestrained free nature, give up your senseless resistance, and henceforth continue to crawl at the feet of your great master Anderson......

As Wizard Anderson muttered on the altar, Mary's body, which was frantically attacking, shook, and her scarlet blood pupils instantly turned pale. And she unconsciously stopped the movements in her hands.

"That's right, that's it! Go, go...... Beneath the altar are the countless lambs I have prepared for you, go taste their blood, and let the hot blood warm your cold body again......"

There was a look of anguish on Mary's pretty face, but it was a pity that her personal will was not worth mentioning under the spell of Wizard Anderson. It didn't take 3 to bend her mind, and her subjective consciousness was overturned by the vampire instinct that rolled upward.

Mary's throat thumped, and she dodged and jumped off the altar, slumping on top of the nearest wizard apprentice, her sharp blood-sucking fangs piercing the other's carotid artery in an instant. The apprentice who had been awakened from his slumber cried out loudly, but his cries for help and struggles were of no avail. After a moment, his voice faded.

By the time Mary left his body and pounced on his next target, he could vaguely see a sweet smile on the face of the apprentice who had been drained of blood, as if he was immersed in some happy dream.