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In one corner of the room, a large mass of black beetles wriggled there, vaguely outlining a human figure with their sheer numbers.

When the tower fell silent, the black worm pile suddenly exploded, and the Alice came out of it in a state of embarrassment.

Casually slapping off the beetles that remained in her shoulders, placket, and long hair, Alice pinched her nose and trampled to death a few of the guys who were spinning under her feet with a look of disgust, and then closed her eyes to perceive the situation in the tower.

At this time, the interior of the tower was empty, and no breath of life could be felt. The wizard apprentices above the second floor disappeared without a trace, only the naïve prospective apprentices on the first floor lay peacefully on the wooden beds, and they were no longer breathing.

It can be seen that the Anderson wizard has already broken the kettle, and he does not plan to leave any way back for himself.

If he can't successfully turn himself into a second-order wizard by virtue of the Blood Sacrifice Ritual by this time tomorrow, then he himself will definitely not be able to escape the punishment of the Sarubo family. According to the agreement of the Wizards Association of Scattered Tallinns, those who rely on the blood sacrifice method to improve their strength must be severely punished.

If he can successfully advance to the rank of 2nd rank wizard and is willing to continue to serve the family, then the Sarubo family must also be happy to hide the situation in the magic swamp for him. Just make up a reason for a monster riot or a witchcraft experiment leak, and you can wipe out everything that happened here.

So don't look at Anderson Wizard's self-confidence and posture of having the situation under control, but once he loses the promotion, then the only outcome waiting for him is to be forced to sign a life contract with the Salubo family to give up all the wizarding rights, and honestly work hard for the Salubo family for the rest of his life!

As for putting him to death, hmph, no wizard family would waste such precious resources like this!

Even if he's alone!

Alice floated through the empty corridors, followed by a tide of black beetles, and their target was the control hall on the fifth floor of the Swamp Tower.

Even though the wizard Anderson had teleported to the mysterious magical vault with many apprentices, the uncontrolled tower still closed itself according to the mechanism he set, and at the same time, it was still transmitting powerful elemental energy to that hidden place.

If they don't manage to sever the connection between Wizard Anderson and the tower, then Grim's faction will face a powerful wizard with the support of endless elemental power. Such an opponent, even if they are all tied together, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist the enemy's casual attack.

Passing through a quiet corridor and climbing up the narrow and steep stone staircase, Alice soon came to the junction of the fourth and fifth floors. Here, a translucent film of energy sits in front of it, and any touch of it triggers a counterattack from the tower's defenses.

Although it has lost the immediate control of the wizard stationed in the tower, once the strength of the hidden part of a wizard tower is revealed, it is still not something that ordinary wizard apprentices can compete with.

Alice gritted her teeth and slammed her head into the energy membrane without looking back.

Behind her, the swarm of black beetles swarmed in, filling the entire spiral stone staircase in an instant.

Alice had just stepped into the corridor on the fifth floor, and the normally empty corridor suddenly became eerie. The stone walls on both sides suddenly turned into a sticky and tough film, which continued to bulge outward one after another, as if there were countless monsters struggling to break free inside.

The stone walls, which had become as thin as cicada's wings, highlighted one terrifying monster after another, struggling and struggling to roar at Alice.

At the other end of the corridor, there were two crunching sounds, and a monster on each side broke free from the shackles of the stone wall, and fell on the cold gray floor with juice. The appearance of the two monsters is like a signal, and within the next few fingers, Bobobo...... One after another, monsters came out of the stone wall, filling the corridor in front of them in an instant.

Witch Beast!

It's all witchcraft!

These are all terrifying beasts that have been transformed by the wizards of the tower with sorcery, and all of them have the strength of high-level apprentices, and there are many of them. If you really let them rush up, even if Alice is already a quasi-witch, she will still fall to their successive sieges.

Alice's face was pale, but she didn't dare to hesitate at all, and rushed forward with a scream.

It's hard for her here, but it's ten or a hundred times harder on Grim's side than it is for her! Rather than face the terrifying Anderson wizard who shows all his fangs and claws, Alice would rather fight a witchcraft a hundred times her size here.

Two thick spatial blades opened their way and instantly shot into the dense group of witch beasts. All the way to the withering, all the way to the skin and flesh, all the way to the mucus splashing...... After all, witchcraft beasts are acquired witchcraft alien beasts, although their bodies have become invulnerable to sword injuries after modulation, but in the face of indestructible and sharp and abnormal spatial cutting, they can only wail and stump severed bodies and two heads of their bodies.

But there were too many witch beasts, and there were still a number of witch beasts rushing in front of Alice, frantically beating and biting the thin space barrier.

Alice endured the discomfort of seeing the witch beast's ugly, wrinkled, slime-strewled body up close, gritting her teeth and quickly activating one spatial blade after another. All the flesh and blood were a mess of rotten flesh in front of Alice's terrifying spatial cutting technique, as if a fiery dinner knife had slashed through a piece of solidified butter, and it was divided into two parts and silent.

Alice floated in the air, and all the witch beasts in her way seemed to have been thrown into a meat grinder, dismantled and shattered, and flesh splattered. All kinds of severed limbs continued to pass in front of him, and even half of the witch beast's head flew abruptly, sticking to the space barrier in front of him, slowly sliding to the ground.

And beneath her feet was completely transformed into a flesh slaughterhouse, lying on its side and lying on its stomach countless broken corpses, each of which was extremely miserable. Splashes of purple blood and green blood smeared the entire corridor, and the dripping unknown liquid continued to drip downward.

Alice's cute little face was tense, and her eyes were full of fierce murderous aura. At this terrible moment of life and death, she no longer pretended to be cute and harmless, but completely revealed her true face of being black and ruthless.

A corridor of less than 30 meters took Alice a quarter of an hour to walk through. And behind her, there is a Shura slaughterhouse that no one wants to take a second look at.

And when she used the spatial ripples to shake away the colorful blood and intestines sticking to the spatial barrier, as well as the many flesh and blood residues that could not be discerned, what appeared in front of her was another long passage.

On both sides of the corridor hang a lot of colorful oil paintings, which are either beautiful landscapes or exquisite portraits. It's a pity that now, without exception, the protagonist of the painting is missing in it. And in the corridor, groups of ghostly ghosts with hazy and illusory bodies, and demonic plants with twisted and deformed bodies are wandering and climbing aimlessly.

Alice's appearance undoubtedly attracted their attention. All the spirits and monsters stopped, turned their heads to look at Alice, and in the dim light, clusters of scarlet soul fire and dark green light lit up one after another.

Alice's face instantly turned pale.

These bastards all have quasi-witch-level strength!

"Grim, I hate you...................................."

Alice's angry screams rippled along the silent corridor, lingering with hatred!

…………

Inside a secret space.

Wizard Anderson, who was high on the altar of terror, closed his eyes and sensed it, his face slightly surprised.

"I didn't think you had a helper left outside. Since Alice is outside, this must be fake!"

As Anderson stretched out his hand and pointed, a black light sank into the body of the honest "Alice" lying on the ground. After a twist and wriggling, the ugly, low green body of the goblin Kirby appeared in front of him.

"Yes, yes! Anderson's face was gloomy, but he couldn't see the slightest panic, but showed more of a look of regret: "You can lay an ambush outside in advance, you must have taken precautions in advance." And the only way you can get this information is by ......"

As soon as Anderson's words paused, the void around Ntick, the evil insect standing silently on the edge of the altar, suddenly spread out countless chains of wind, tightly binding him.

But even though Anderson showed great hostility in this move, the evil insect Ntick still did not resist, and continued to obey Anderson's orders.

"Not him?" Anderson threw several spells into the body of the evil insect Ntik, but still found nothing suspicious. The soul blood contract is still so strong, and there is not the slightest trace of being touched.

After much deliberation, Anderson gave up.

"One less quasi-wizard, one less! Actually, the three of you are enough for me to break through the threshold of a second-order wizard. But I'm curious that you can think of having men outside, and how are you going to fight me? You don't think you can confront me head-on with just a few quasi-witches, do you? If that's the case, I'm really sorry for your childishness!"

Wizard Anderson's gaze was coldly fixed on Grim.

Despite being bound to the floor by the chains of the wind, the sneer on Grim's face did not abate in the slightest.

"Even if you become a quasi-wizard, you still can't get rid of the identity of a wizard's apprentice, and you are really not qualified to fight against you!

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