In a burst of thick black smoke, Greem rushed out coughing all the way.
Beside him, the raging insect tide was circling and surging like waves, and the figures of high-level insect generals could be seen looming around him.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..." Greem hurriedly explained: "It was just a small accident when I was experimenting with witchcraft, and there was no invasion by foreign enemies. Okay, you all should withdraw!"
Naturally, most of the crimson wizards present did not believe Greem's explanation.
However, the master of the family gave orders, so they naturally obeyed them sternly.
The magic energy of the magic cannon on the floating giant ship began to slowly fade away, and the crimson wizards riding flying monsters flying beside them returned to their station in an orderly manner.
Arms, who was as huge as a hill and surrounded by dazzling electric light, landed next to Greem. He exchanged information with him, and after confirming that there was no problem, he suppressed his thunder, put away his dragon power, and lay down on the spot.
Start taking a nap with your eyes closed in the golden square.
The black insect swarm surrounding Greem also gathered together like a whirlwind and transformed into a black-robed body, the insect witch Bliss without missing a trace.
They rushed over in a hurry, but could only restrain Clara and others in the distance, and then slowly flew to Greem.
"Lord Greem, there's nothing we need to do, right?" Clara stepped forward and looked at Greem curiously.
Those present are all top wizards in this plane. Although their strength varies, their vision is first-rate.
They could see that there were scorch marks left on Greem's body after being burned by lightning, but judging from the strength analysis, it was probably just a joke. Because such an attack could hardly damage Greem except for making him disgraced.
Every cent.
If someone really wanted to attack Greem, they would definitely not use such a headless attack method.
But even so, the blood on Milva's face had faded, and her hands hidden in the witch robe were shaking inexplicably.
It's no wonder that he was so frightened. At that moment, once the fuse was lit, his Anemdo Academy would become a historical term in a few seconds. The attack and deterrence displayed by the opponent's fleet in an instant, even if
From the perspective of a fourth-level wizard like him, he would be extremely frightened.
"Lord Greem..." Milva walked over tremblingly.
Regarding the 'weakness' shown by Milva, although there were many fourth-level wizards present, no one would look down upon him. Without it, this would be the place where almost all Milva's close relatives would live. Once a war broke out, everyone would be destroyed.
Then his family will disappear into thin air.
Not to mention Milva, any of the fourth-level wizards present would be unable to withstand the heavy blow of the entire family being wiped out in an instant. Most of them have no hope of promotion, and their family and tribe are all they have!
Flames rolled around Greem, and he was instantly wrapped in a bright red witch robe. He glanced apologetically at the frightened Milva, then glanced at the crowd slowly surrounding him, and said in a deep voice:
"Nothing...just a small experiment just backfired, but fortunately it didn't cause any adverse effects. It's late at night, everyone should go back and rest! We'll talk about anything tomorrow..."
Since Greem had said this, everyone had no choice but to disperse.
It's just that if such an accident occurs, it's unknown how many people can rest calmly and normally.
Anemdor College at night is actually a microcosm of Sandi Tallinn at this moment.
The entire central part of the continent was actually shocked by Greem's pseudo-superpower-level strength. Although they were obviously unwilling to do so, they were unwilling to waste their precious lives in a head-on collision with Greem.
As a result, Sandi Tallin, a family with numerous witch towers all over the country, surrendered to Greem's 'powerful power' without humiliation!
Due to the lack of time, such an alliance obviously does not have much centripetal force. Most of the alliance members are half-hearted and will not surrender to Greem sincerely.
Under such circumstances, Greem must maintain his strength!
Only if he continues to be strong can he intimidate this group of speculators and allow them to follow the direction guided by the Crimson Family to promote changes in the central region.
Therefore, no matter when, Greem cannot fall, let alone fail!
Once he shows his weakness, the pack of evil wolves in front of him may come back at him anytime and anywhere.
Fortunately, Greem's power has already surpassed that of the wizards in the central region. The enemies that can really threaten him are not inside, but outside...
Greem returned to his residence under the protection of the insect witch Bliss.
Before leaving, Greem stood still and looked toward the eastern sky in the distance.
There, close to the horizon, a purple star shines brightly, looking particularly eye-catching.
Greem took a deep breath and suppressed the somewhat turbulent mood in his heart.
At that moment, an inexplicable coldness overflowed from the depths of the void and swept over his body. He could sense that this was a trace of plane consciousness transmitted through the law of fire he controlled.
Warning.
Danger comes from the east!
That's the territory of the Wizards Association!
Could it be that after beating Servoris away, they were still unwilling to give up and were preparing to send new strong men to cause trouble for them?
After all, Greem is not a prophet. Although he is alert to unknown dangers, it is difficult to obtain more detailed information through the power of the ethereal laws. Usually when encountering similar things, he will try to contact Alice.
Listen carefully to her opinion.
But tonight he just 'offended' the other party, and I'm afraid he won't be able to get another word from her in a short time.
So Greem could only shake his head secretly and try his best to guard against possible attacks with his own abilities.
…………
And at the moment when Greem's warning signs were vaguely raised, Witch Gloria had just returned to the Wizards Association through the portal.
Looking at the tower, 721st floor.
A light blue teleportation light door swayed in the stone chamber, and a beautiful light band like a colorful aurora flowed out from it. The light band floated in the stone chamber, and whenever its edge touched the surrounding stone walls, it would float on it.
Build up a rock-solid space-time barrier.
As soon as the light belt touched the barrier of time and space, it slowly shrank back and continued to wander around the stone room as if nothing had happened.
Several level 4 wizards standing outside looked at these light strips with a look of caution and fear in their eyes.
Because they are the legendary torrent of time, which often appears at the junction of two plane spaces with different attributes.
Even though these light bands look so mesmerizing and gorgeous, they are definitely dangerous things.
The torrent of time is born and annihilated in a blink of an eye, and the speed of time inside is absolutely different from that in the outside world.
Once any living body is involved in the torrent of time, it will be affected by the unique speed of time inside. Either time stagnates and is trapped forever; or time flows backward and it silently retreats to a certain moment in the past; or
In the blink of an eye, his short life was completely consumed and turned into a pile of withered bones...
It is precisely because of the chaos and elusiveness of the torrent of time that it has become a forbidden place that plane creatures dare not touch.
Even a level 4 wizard who falls into the torrent of time without preparation has a high chance of dying in it.
Therefore, looking at the torrent of time lingering around the ultra-long-distance portal in the teleportation room, even the senior leaders of the association present were a little frightened, fearing that something might go wrong with the time and space barrier in front of them.
A hurricane of energy suddenly blew up in the teleportation room, and the light blue ultra-long-distance teleportation door began to shake violently. Void storms blew in from the open blue light film. If it were not for the protection of the surrounding witch formation, I am afraid that this
The teleportation room and even the entire observation tower will be baptized by the energy storm.
Finally, when the vibration of the teleportation door reached a certain extreme, purple light shone brightly on the light film, and a humanoid shape, neither tall nor short, penetrated straight in and appeared in the teleportation room.
This layer of purple light seems to be the embodiment of some strange law. It not only blocks the erosion of the raging energy tide, but also blocks the invasion of the beautiful light belt of the torrent of time.
After a moment, the humanoid figure stabilized its body, strode out of the teleportation room, and finally appeared in front of everyone.
"Gloria, you are finally back!" The one standing at the front to welcome you was naturally Domhnall, who presided over all the affairs of the association.
"Welcome back, Sister Gloria!" Another petite girl threw herself into the arms of the purple light humanoid, her voice was relaxed, and she seemed to have an extraordinary relationship with her.
The other three Association Level 4 members who gathered around also nodded in greeting.
"Welcome, Lady Gloria!"
"welcome……"
Just as everyone was gathering around, Mustang's ugly voice, like a drake, suddenly came from the corridor in the distance.
"Gloria is back... Gloria is back... My little baby, come in my arms and let me see if your skin has been roughened by the storm outside the territory..."
Upon hearing this nonsense that was almost seeking death, the expressions of several people present turned ugly.
Having just dispelled the lingering turbulence of time and space around her, and dissipated the body-protecting purple light, Gloria's face became even more distorted and ferocious.
The next second, she had thrown away her younger sister who had thrown herself into her arms, and punched Mustang's ugly face head-on, blasting him into the stone wall on one side, and then punched her fiercely.
Got a kick.
Boom...
The entire observation tower trembled slightly.
And everyone's eyes couldn't help but jump...
Sure enough, Mustang was still as reckless as ever, and Lady Gloria was as careless as always.
Once this evil god returns, I'm afraid the association will be "busy" for a while! (To be continued)