"You're the new wizard in the past two years?"

Grim looked Uka up and down and asked softly.

Uka barely opened his tear-stained eyes, felt a tingling in his eyeballs, and knew that his eyes had been truly damaged. Hearing the other party's question, he could only barely open his eyes and bow to the position where the voice was: "This lord, I have just been promoted for less than 2 years, and I am responsible for guarding the teleportation array here!"

Seeing Ukka's timid look, Mary chuckled.

"Look at you, if you don't come out during this time, even the wizards in the family don't know you......"

Grim touched his nose and smiled bitterly, took out a vial of potion from his bosom and threw it into Ukka's arms.

"There are a few drops of life essence in this, you take it back and drip it into your eyes, otherwise your eyes will burn!"

As soon as he heard that the bottle contained the essence of life, Wuka immediately grasped the vial tightly and said with a flattering smile: "This adult, I don't know if you are ......"

Grim didn't answer, but stood still, staring at the sky in the distance.

There, at the end of a white sky, a small black dot grew rapidly larger, accompanied by a tsunami-like hurricane.

"Sure enough, it's you, Grim...... Make me wait......"

A majestic dragon with a body size of more than 30 meters and a body covered with fine blue scales flapped its wings and swooped down from the sky, and quickly transformed into a majestic man wearing blue scale armor.

He yelled at Grim as he rushed in, clearly angry.

But when he sniffed out the strange elemental shocks and the transparent and distorted magical flames that lingered on Grim's body, his loud voice fell silent.

"You...... You're a Tier 3?"

The 3rd Order Brontoon Arms stared at Grim in disbelief, his turquoise pupils filled with astonishment and incredulity.

Although he had already determined that Grim would advance sooner or later, it was still a bit unexpected for him to be so fast!

If the other party is only a second-order wizard, although they have signed a partnership contract, the higher-ranking Arms can still take the initiative. Now that the other party has become a third-order wizard, the constraints on Arms in the partner contract are undoubtedly stricter than before.

This also caused the decline of Ames's status in disguise!

This...... In fact, it is what Arms cares about the most.

Facing the 3rd Order Thunder Dragon Arms at close range, the wizards and apprentices present all trembled and trembled. But what surprised them even more was the name that the 3rd Order Brontosaurus shouted.

Grim ......

This...... Isn't this the name of the legendary patriarch of the Crimson family who has been hiding for a long time?

Don't......

Sure enough, the tall wizard who had been accompanied by Master Mary raised his head, looked at Ames calmly, and smiled indifferently, "Long time no see, Ames!"

Arms looked at Grim in astonishment, and it took a long time for him to react again, and sighed: "You wizards are really a group of guys that are difficult to measure with common sense...... You're not two hundred years old yet, are you? You've already advanced to Tier 3...... Ahem, I think when I was two hundred years old, I was still a first-order dragon, and I followed ...... every day."

Speaking of this, Arms's voice became quieter and quieter, and his face was full of melancholy and memory.

At this time, Meryl, who was in charge of garrisoning the White Tower, had already led seven family wizards out of the tower and walked in the direction of the teleportation array. Ten metal magic machines were responsible for maintaining order in the tower, lining the two sides of the road, keeping the wizard apprentices coming and going.

"Congratulations to the mentor, congratulations to the mentor ......"

Meryl took the lead in bowing, and the seven family wizards behind her, both men and women, also bent their waists.

Grim slowly reined in the overflowing energy aura, saving a group of family wizards from scorching again.

Now, even if he doesn't hold up the Burning Realm, the flame energy that overflows around him can hurt any living individual who looks directly at him in the air. As a third-order wizard, the so-called first-order wizard in the past was already as fragile as an ant in his eyes. If he didn't restrain his energy aura, I'm afraid that the light and heat that was inadvertently transmitted would be enough to scorch or incinerate them.

Grim now somewhat understands why those high-level wizards choose to be alone, and rarely hang out with low-level wizards. One of the main reasons is that the energy aura immersed in the high-level wizards themselves is too huge, and compared to the low-level wizards, they are like behemoths in front of the ants.

With low-level wizards, high-level wizards have to restrain their internal breath all the time, and they don't even dare to gasp for air. I am afraid that any heavy breath will bring irreparable damage to these fragile ants.

This feeling of shrinking is undoubtedly very unpleasant!

Of course, the reason for this situation is also related to the fact that Grim has just been promoted.

The already viscous magma-like flame energy in his body radiated thousands of degrees of heat all the time. This high temperature and the flames on the surface of the body condensed together, forming a strange and distorted life force field. If an ordinary life looks at him directly, it is no less than looking directly at a blazing sun up close.

Even those Rank 1 wizards, when unguarded, their fragile eyeballs could hardly withstand the feedback of fire energy. If that Uka hadn't tried to heal his burning eyeball, he might have gone blind.

Mixed with the crowd of people, the goblin Locke looked through a forest of thighs, looking at the extremely powerful legendary patriarch with envy, surrounded by many wizards, slowly through the crowd and towards the witch tower.

Just now, it had secretly turned on the energy monitor on its goggles. But when it pointed the goggles at the legendary patriarch, the monitor burst out a puff of black smoke and broke.

This made little Locke, who already had the strength of a quasi-witch, stunned again.

Is a Tier 3 wizard already so powerful?

This kind of big man who can only look up, if it is himself, how beautiful the world should be......

While thinking wildly, little Locke drooled brightly.

The former 'Shadow Light' team has long since vanished, and that Pontar quasi-witch is undoubtedly an unlucky bastard, who has suffered a backlash in the process of trying to advance to the ranks, and his strength has regressed to the advanced apprentice level. And his spiritual power has been tested by several wizards, and it is irreparable, and he no longer has the possibility of attacking wizards!

Therefore, four years ago, Pontar left the Crimson family and returned to his own family.

It is said that he married and had children there, and lived a happy and mediocre life as a mortal.

As for the female apprentice of the botanical department, Eco, who usually goes in and out with Pontar, has barely been promoted to the advanced level, and is currently studying pharmacy under the wizard of Saru. And with her progress, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reach the quasi-witch level before her mental power is finalized.

With such talent, it is difficult to get resources in any wizarding family!

The alchemy apprentice Daxo is still a high-level apprentice, and has now become a member of the 'Demon Supreme' squad, a combat team formed by the goblin Locke Jr. Another former team member, Blanco, turned into an apprentice, died unexpectedly in the Black Forest.

It is said to have been torn to shreds by a two-headed ogre chieftain!

Afterwards, although Locke Jr. used alchemy* to blow up the cave where the ogre lived and avenged Blanco, he could never change the outcome of Blanco's death.

In the last eight years, more than sixty apprentices of the Crimson Family have died in battle in the Black Forest to the east for various reasons. However, their sacrifice was not in vain, and there were hundreds of powerful monster races that were exterminated by the Crimson family.

It is precisely by relying on the pioneering and strangulation of groups of wizard apprentices that the Black Forest, nearly 300 miles east of the White Tower, has become a safe zone. Even ordinary people who don't have supernatural strength can do low-level tasks such as logging and gathering inside, as long as they are not too lucky.

In order to improve the self-defense of the people of the White Tower, the Crimson family began to promote an alchemy musket among the people. Without relying on magical energy or individual talent, any adult can easily master the use of the alchemy musket with just a short amount of practice.

At a range of 10 meters to 70 meters, the metal projectiles fired by the Alchemy Musket have a physical attack power of up to 15 degrees. That's close to the strength of a beginner's sorcery attack!

But if you want to train a junior apprentice, you first need a considerable degree of elemental talent, and secondly, you need a year or two to break through the threshold of meditation. However, the alchemy musket has no restrictions in this regard, as long as it is distributed and let the people of the White Tower practice diligently, they can easily have a certain ability to protect themselves.

In this way, the lords will not have to worry about the threat of jungle beasts when they enter and exit the Black Forest, and go to the logging fields and pastures. Even with proper cooperation, it is possible to hunt down some low-level monsters that have slipped through the net.

In order to maximize the arming of the people of the White Tower, this alchemy musket is almost one per person, and it is distributed for free. And every month, the people who have registered in the White Tower can receive a considerable amount of ammunition for free.

This is also a convenient measure for the Crimson family to win over the people!

It's not that the Crimson family has a goblin plane, and I'm afraid they don't have the strength and qualifications to arm the low-level people in such an extravagant way.

With the support of Wizard Meryl, seven small villages and a medium-sized town have appeared around the White Tower. The purpose of their existence is to provide various living materials and basic guarantees for the wizards and apprentices living in the White Tower, and of course, there are also some underground 'erotic places' of the concoction type.

According to the data, the number of directly subordinate subjects who have registered in the White Tower of the Ice Wind Collar has reached 3,000. Such a quantity is enough to meet the daily needs of the White Tower!