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Everything on the ground, whether it is a person or an object, has turned into little black dots. Even the magical swamp where Grim had lived for six years seemed to be nothing more than a cloud-shrouded dilapidated pond.

Having spent so much time in the Enchanted Swamp, Grim has become a little unfamiliar with life in the outside world.

After the flying ship rose to the flight altitude, Grim was attached to the side of the ship, and he could clearly see the vast land around him for nearly 100 miles. In addition to the magical swamp hidden by the thick fog beneath his feet, he also saw a number of human villages and towns and a small city in the surrounding Grim.

Dark earth and green wheat fields are clearly visible, dotted with finger-sized mills and windmills. On the silverbelt-like road, you can vaguely see a convoy the size of ants.

The direction in which the flying ship is heading is south.

The further you go, the greener the ground becomes, but the fewer signs of human activity become. Near every human settlement, Grim could see a dense forest and a lively scene of wolves and apes crying inside.

This is actually the current situation in the Wizarding Continent.

Near every human gathering point is an endless primeval forest and wild jungle, and there are countless beasts, monsters, and monsters living in it. Ordinary beasts and monsters, the human force of the settlement may still be able to fight, but when encountering those strange and impermanent monsters, there must be a more powerful force to protect them.

And this guardian force is the wizard.

As powerful individuals of this plane with extraordinary powers, wizards are the true masters of this land. Although after they crossed the threshold of official wizards, they already had a huge gap from 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 own strength, so that human beings can continue to survive and reproduce on this continent.

Ordinary human societies are like lambs in captivity, and shamans are like shepherds high above, tending over their pastures in anticipation of a steady stream of fresh blood to join their ranks. Don't look at wizard apprentices like Grim who already have a powerful, mysterious, and weird color in the eyes of ordinary mortals, but in the eyes of official wizards, they are still unworthy ants.

As long as they don't cross that threshold for a day, they are still not living beings comparable to full-fledged wizards, but simply names and numbers.

For the first time, Grim felt an urge and a sense of oppression to work hard to become stronger.

What he did before, although he worked hard, was more of a habit and external pressure. And today, on the contrary, he has an urge to become stronger that bursts from the depths of his heart.

This is a mysterious and mysterious strange world, completely different from the earth he lived on in his previous life. On Earth, the power of the individual is small, and only by relying on the power of the group can we continue to grow and develop. But here, in a place where the ocean of magic fills the heavens and the earth, the power of the individual is magnified by a thousand times more. What was not possible on Earth before, there are infinite possibilities here.

For the first time, Grim couldn't help but want to stand on top of the world with his own strength and see what the world really looks like. Perhaps this was the original intention of the great World Will to introduce him from the Low Demon Earth to the High Demon World.

A cold wind whistled over the side of the ship.

Although the bow of the ship was protected by a wind barrier that saved the apprentices from the cold winds, the temperature on deck was still low.

Grim's physique is only 5 points, and he obviously can't rely on his body to resist the temperature changes in the outside world, so he can only desperately tighten his robe. And Mary is still wearing the signature thin red gauze dress, with a large area of greasy white skin exposed, but there is no cold feeling.

As long as the constitution is more than 10 points, the wizard apprentice will basically be unaffected by the outside season. The biting cold wind that blew on Grim might seem to Mary in Red to be nothing more than a slightly cooler breeze. And with a constitution of more than 15 points, even the general extreme environment is no longer a forbidden place for them.

As for more than 20 points, that is already a terrifying level that can only be achieved by a refining wizard. If you do get to that point, even if you throw them into the underground lava or the Arctic Abyss, it will be difficult to kill them completely.

Compared with wizard apprentices, wizards have undergone a qualitative change, and their vitality has been sublimated to the point where it is difficult to snoop. Although the paths are different, they can be traced back to a kind of deep excavation of strength. It's just that the body refining wizard enhances more physique and strength, while the rule wizard pursues spiritual power.

The scenery outside the ship is thrilling and beautiful at first glance, but after seeing too much, there will always be a moment of aesthetic fatigue. So Grim spread out a piece of felt and invited Mary to sit down with him, while he took the opportunity to look at the people on the bow of the boat.

I had already sensed it when I got on the ship before, and it seemed that he was the only junior apprentice on this deck. Now, through the passive exploration of elemental vision, he immediately obtained a more intuitive visual experience.

In the dense crowd, there were dazzling dangerous red rays everywhere, and several of them even reached an extremely dangerous state of red and purple.

The chip in Grim's mind quickly counted the specific data.

There are a total of 317 wizard apprentices on the deck, including 11 quasi-wizards, 92 senior apprentices, and the rest are intermediate apprentices. Well, it is also necessary to exclude Grim, an alternative junior apprentice.

These would-be witches are the big names in the apprentice group, and each of them is surrounded by a large number of opportunists with a flattering face. But between these quasi-witches, they are indifferent, they are clearly distinguished, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and they don't like to communicate with their peers.

This is understandable.

At this point, as long as they can survive that terrible threshold, they will be able to ascend to the sky in one step, and from then on they will become the masters who stand proudly above everyone. As for the wizard apprentices who surrounded them in front of them, they immediately became disdainful and nasty mosquitoes.

Even if they are quasi-witches of the same level, they are not willing to contact each other in advance. After all, there is still a considerable risk in the witchcraft rituals of advanced wizards, and if the prospective witches who are optimistic about their relationship do not succeed in their advanced progression, then the previous emotional investment will be wasted. At that time, one is a wizard and the other is an apprentice, and what basis can they continue to associate with each other on an equal footing!

And the real interaction can be carried out after the advanced wizard, and at that time, no new wizard will refuse the friendliness of the same level!

Therefore, under the psychological influence of this arrogance and narcissism, the 11 quasi-witches have their own side and do not have any intention of talking and communicating. On the other hand, at the level of senior apprentices, there is a stark contrast to the degree of enthusiasm between each other.

In large and small circles, the most enthusiastic and frequent communication is this group of senior apprentices. The more numerous mid-level apprentices were mostly silent or echoing, like green leaves that set off the presence of safflowers, small and inconspicuous.

In contrast, Mary in Red, who was silently kneeling beside Grimm, became the best person to associate with 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 if her face is cold and arrogant, it still attracts many male apprentices to look here frequently.

"Aren't you going to make a few friends?" Grim said softly with a smile, "I can see they want to talk to you!"

Mary in Red opened her turquoise pupils and glanced around, sneering disdainfully: "It's a pity that I'm not interested in their filthy and filthy blood, otherwise I would let them know what the blood queen's passion is!"

"Blood Queen, is this the name you gave yourself?" Grim chuckled, "Pretty apt." I just don't know if I've had the pleasure of experiencing it?"

"You?" Mary's cold eyes fell on Grim's side face, "Then you really need to work very hard!"

Then Mary stretched out and leaned on her side beside Grim, resting on his lap and began her daily routine - meditation.

"Ahem!" Grim sighed.

He heard it very clearly, and this sentence was definitely the true words of Mary in Red.

Since the day they entered the wizarding path, their status has been measured by their naked strength. Even if he is looking for a lover, even if Mary in Red has a good impression of him, but when the disparity in strength is in front of her, Mary is still unwilling to find a "partner" who is weaker than herself.

Grim had a feeling that Mary wouldn't mind being her bed mate if she had taken the initiative. But when it comes to finding a partner who can be with you for the rest of her life, a weak person like Grim is not in her choice.

The cold reality diluted the beauty in her arms, Grim shook his head and smiled bitterly, took out a book from his arms, and read it carefully and carefully.

Deep meditation is never a good choice in such a high-profile situation, so it is also a good option for Mary in Cardinal to isolate herself from the trouble of forcibly refusing. But in this way, Grim can only act as a temporary flower messenger, and bear the hostility of everyone.

The evil insect Ntik who was traveling with them also found a spot nearby and sat cross-legged, his hood hanging down so that it was impossible to read his expression.

In the final analysis, there is not much hatred between him and Grim, but it is just a trap for Grim out of a momentary battle of will. If it weren't for Ntik's promise to protect his safety, the new apprentice leader Alan would not have dared to provoke Mary in Red.

And for this kind of hatred that traps people to death, the evil insect Ntik may not feel it directly.

In his mind, this is just a roadside ant that he can easily snuff out, and it is not worth remembering at all. Perhaps by the time the mission is completed and returned to the Swamp Tower, the character represented by the name Grim will have vanished and will never be seen again.

So for Ntik, Grim is not his enemy at all, only the Red Mary is qualified.