After distributing most of the top-level resources in one go, Grim could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Taking this opportunity, he also plans to 'slightly' precipitate.

It takes time for the Crimson family to grow, and it takes time for him to grow......

And time is always on his side!

As a result, Grim, who had retreated to the Flame Throne, disappeared from everyone's sight once again. And this time it was a long 80-year precipitation......

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Throne of Flames, fifth floor.

After the expansion of various witchcraft methods, the internal space of the Flame Throne, which was originally just a small witch tower, has been greatly improved.

If the Flame Throne is used as a base for the development of the Crimson family, then it is too small to accommodate the already large team of family wizards. But if it were to be sealed off into a confined space for only Grim alone, the interior would be empty enough to be feared.

In the tens of thousands of square meters of space on the fifth floor of Nuoda, in addition to more than a dozen magic weapons responsible for guarding and cleaning, only Grim and Shadow Demon can haunt here. Even Mary, who has a very high level of authority, only comes to 'visit' once in a while, and her activity space is mostly concentrated in the Grim residence on the 4th floor of the Witch Tower.

As for Alice, who also has extremely high authority, she never sets foot on the Flame Throne, and is busy in the Tower of Destiny all day long with the cultivation and growth of the Witch of Destiny. Even if Grim had some 'considerate words' and wanted to talk to Alice, he could only 'condescend' to the Tower of Destiny to find her.

One morning, the door of the dwelling suddenly opened.

Grim moved his aching waist, kneaded his trembling legs, and moved out of the open steel door with a tired face.

And behind it, the original extravagant bedroom has become a mess.

The exquisite large bed made of purple pear wood has become a ruin, and the appearance and outline of the bed can no longer be seen. The entire bedroom felt as if a terrible typhoon had passed by, and there were broken decorative fragments and loose home furnishings everywhere.

And in the midst of this ruin, Mary's dazzling white carcass was so red and fruitful. Even if she is still asleep, the incredibly soft curves, the cheeks soaked in the swaying redness, the white and silky skin that shines with crystal luster, still have an endless charm and charm.

The battle of 'last night' was too intense, and neither side had reined in their strength, which led to every joy between him and Mary being no less than a fierce 'hand-to-hand fight'.

At the moment of surging passion, the excess power escaped, how could these ordinary home furnishings withstand the 'brute force' of the two fourth-order wizards!

After advancing to the 4th level, Grim's basic physique is maintained at around 30 points, and it is so difficult to go further. If it weren't for the xenomorph mushroom he brought back from the Spirit Realm that increased his physique by two points, I'm afraid he would still be spinning at 28 points now!

And after Mary advanced to the 4th level, her physique improved extremely quickly, and now she has as many as 24 points.

In the eyes of mortals, the 24-point constitution is a majestic physique that only those legendary powerful demons or monsters can have.

It is the rapid growth of physique that makes the 'battle' between the two sides long and difficult.

In the end, after a long period of 17 hours and 36 minutes of 'fighting' and 'hand-to-hand combat', Grim finally won this 'battle' with his slightly taller physique and male technical superiority!

But by the time he stepped out of his dwelling, his steps were already a little staggering, and he couldn't even straighten his waist.

Dragging his sore muscles in protest, Grim made his way through a corridor to a brightly lit hall. Here, on a polished floor, a large long table sits in the middle of the hall, filled with a variety of food and drinks.

At one end of the long table was a strange high-backed stone chair, and four beautiful girls with graceful and delicate bodies were waiting quietly on either side of the table. Their skin was dark and shiny, and their delicate limbs seemed weak, but they were imbued with explosive and terrifying power.

Only through the sparse cloth of clothes, traces of witchcraft could be faintly seen on their bodies.

They are also a member of the vast elven race, and are a strange branch of the High Elves, called the Night Elves.

Grim's sturdy body was only wrapped in a light soft robe, the tail of the long robe dragged on the ground, his bare feet, and his waist-length dark red hair was scattered behind him, and the whole person was full of an arrogant and uninhibited flying temperament.

Seeing Grim's arrival, several Night Elf girls who had been waiting at the table hurriedly pulled out the heavy stone chair and served him to sit down, and then they were able to flexibly bring a plate of food to him.

The Night Elf girl who can serve Grim here at close range also has at least Tier 2 strength, and she is also a well-known elf powerhouse outside. But here, they can only play the role of weak maids, to serve the only 'master' with all their hearts.

Ever since they were sold into the Witch Tower, they have become lifelong prisoners of this huge prison.

The secrets of the tower, the personal habits of the wizard, the defense mechanism of the tower...... These are secrets that cannot be disclosed. It is impossible for them, the alien slaves who belong to the Witch Tower, to leave this place until the moment of their true death.

And the reason why I bought such a group of alien slaves was to look good on the eyes, and on the other hand, to take care of my own life.

As a high-level wizard, Grim spends most of his energy on the witchcraft laboratory, the alchemy laboratory, and the few artifacts sealed in another dimension. Naturally, there is no time to take care of those daily life, meals and grooming.

And these are naturally done by the interracial maids in front of you!

After all, Grim was a fourth-order wizard, and his every move, breath and breath was full of indescribably powerful elemental tides. And the places where he stayed and passed through were even more terrifying elemental energy radiation.

Ordinary human maidens who stay in such an environment for a little longer will die of agony due to excessive elemental energy radiation. Only these maids with some extraordinary abilities can survive longer.

Therefore, most of the high-level wizards' private witch towers will regularly purchase or loot a number of high-quality alien female slaves to serve as some kind of 'consumables'.

In contrast, Grim equipped them with some fire resistance charms, and used the power of the witch tower to create a living environment similar to their hometown in the slave girls' living quarters on the second floor.

This kind of 'good deed' can be regarded as commendable!

Grim sat on the stone chair, his knife and fork quickly picking the already cut dragon ribs into his mouth, and then swallowed them after a creaking chew.

Although the maids prepared a lot of food for Grim, and there were many kinds of dishes, he still only liked this kind of dragon ribs that were original and did not go through multiple complicated cooking processes. Dragon meat, dragon tendon, keel, dragon marrow...... These things are either extremely tough or infused with an unimaginable element of fire.

If Grim, who devoured the fire dragon ribs, were replaced by any outsider, he would have been pained to find that the dragon meat was so tough that it rivaled the enchanted cowhide soft armor. If he put such dragon meat in his mouth and bite it, even if he grinded his teeth, he might not be able to tear off a small piece of flesh from it.

And the dragon tendons wrapped in the dragon meat are even more desperate, and the bite force of the teeth is slightly worse, and the bite is not at all continuous.

As for the fire dragon ribs wrapped in dragon flesh, there is no sharp technique above the second order, so don't think about damaging it in the slightest.

Only a high-level wizard like Grim, with a strong physique and terrifying strength, coupled with the right sorcery assistance, can bite and swallow these fiery dragon ribs so easily.

As for other foods, although the taste may be more delicate and delicious than that of dragon ribs, the energy and breath contained in them are very different. After some fatigue, Grim wants to supplement the energy loss in his body by eating, I am afraid that it will be difficult to fill his belly without eating hundreds of kilograms of ordinary food.

At their level, the primitive and inherent feeding and digestive systems of human beings are so inefficient and troublesome. Eating a normal diet according to human habits is far less concise and efficient than swallowing energy crystals directly!

However, in order to maintain the thin bond between humans and wizarding communities, maintaining a human form and some proper human etiquette is still a must for high-level wizards.

While Grim gritted his teeth and tried his best to deal with those fire dragon ribs, a slender and perfectly mannered Night Elf waitress stood calmly at the table, reporting to him in a crisp and soft voice about the materials inside the tower.

“…… There are only 5 tons of fire dragon ribs left, and I have already sent a message to Gargamel-sama to find a way to hunt back another Tier 3 fire dragon in the Reims plane......"

“…… There are less than three sets of household belongings sealed in the tower, and I would like to ask your lord what you mean, whether the furnishings in your residence will be replaced with obsidian in the future, otherwise the frequency of damage will be too high......"

“…… Mistress Meryl has recently sent an abyssal succubus, a girl who is no more than three hundred years old, only 7 years old to a human, and is at the bottom of the tower...... Look, is it time for you to 'appreciate'?"

Grim was stuffing a mouthful of dragon meat, and his cheeks were a little sore from biting and chewing, and he listened to the waitress's report without a match.

Finally, he swallowed the dragon meat in his mouth with difficulty, picked up the wine on the table and drank a large glass of it fiercely, and then patted his chest to smooth the breath.

"Succubus...... I had seen this abyssal creature during my apprenticeship, and it was a rare stunner. Why, where did Meryl buy it from?"

"I've heard Mistress Meryl mention that this Abyssal Succubus comes from the outer Steely Capital...... She's always wanted to ask to see her adults, and it seems that she came here for some special purpose!"

Extraterritorial...... Abyss......

Grim was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think about it.