When the stone door is closed, the practice room becomes a closed space, and Greem no longer has to worry about being spied on whatever he does inside.
Greem took two steps forward and stood in a strange rune circle with a diameter of two meters. He did not recognize any of the strange runes etched on it. Obviously, this was beyond the scope of knowledge that a wizard apprentice could have access to.
But today, he had no intention of spending energy on these minutiae. Instead, he stood tall and silently recalled the entire process of Yan Ya's casting. After his mind settled down, he said in a deep voice: "Pay attention to the whole process and find out
Mistakes can be corrected at any time!”
"Di, a new task has been established and dynamic real-time monitoring has begun..."
As the blue light flashed in Greem's eyes, an almost digital scene space was projected on his retina.
The practice room is still a practice room, but countless tiny blue nodes appear on Greem's retina, dividing the entire scene space into countless tiny areas. And the body movements that Greem needs to complete next are also cut and divided.
It has become countless action shadows, and he only needs to follow the shadows to complete this action.
Finally, Greem, who had been standing there for a long time, started to move.
I saw him chanting sonorous and powerful spell syllables loudly, and gesticulating quickly with his hands in front of his chest. His movements were obviously very weird, but they also had a fascinating and strange charm. As the spell was completed step by step, Greem
Red light shone around him, and a large number of fire elements were summoned, slowly condensing and compressing into the shape of an arrow between his dancing hands.
Perhaps it was too smooth. When the 32nd syllable of the spell was chanted, Greem's mind was stirred, and a node of the mental power model collapsed immediately. Under the chain reaction, the entire mental power model collapsed instantly. After repeated
The concentrated and compressed violent fire elements were instantly out of order, and an earth-shattering fire element explosion was about to happen less than half a meter in front of Greem.
However, Greem, who had been prepared for this, slapped the card on his chest hard at the moment when the elements were out of order. As the card vibrated, a witchcraft suddenly rose from the rune ring under Greem's feet.
Barrier, covering it together with the bursting flame arrow.
It's strange to say that once these fire elements, which were violent and chaotic just now, were covered by the witchcraft barrier, the activity of the elements was instantly reduced by more than half. As a result, what should have been an earth-shattering elemental explosion was suppressed into a small fireworks show.
After the muffled sound like a firecracker, thick black smoke and firelight drowned Greem's figure.
After a moment, Greem rushed out of it, coughing loudly.
"Damn...damn...I almost succeeded..."
His face was blackened by the thick smoke, and his clothes had large scorch marks from the flames. His whole body looked ashen and miserable.
Although he was at the center of the explosion, the activity of the violent fire elements was suppressed by the witch formation. Therefore, except for his hands and forehead being burned by the flames and some spicy pain, he suffered almost no major damage.
The first real implementation failed!
The reason for the failure turned out to be that Greem's own emotional control was too weak. Seeing that success was imminent, he was unable to suppress his excitement, allowing his emotions to interfere with subsequent spell casting.
Greem summoned some wind elements to blow away the thick smoke in the arena, tidied up his appearance, applied some prepared ointment to the injured area, and then stood back inside the rune circle.
Gritting his teeth, Greem started casting the spell for the second time without hesitation.
Perhaps it was God who rewarded his hard work, or perhaps things came naturally. This time, the casting was particularly smooth and smooth. After a long 13 seconds of casting, Greem finally successfully completed the complete casting of Flame Arrow.
When the flaming arrow condensed with violent fire elements was successfully shaped in his palm, the sweet mechanical sound of the chip sounded in his mind again.
"Hey, a complete mental power model has been detected. Please confirm whether it is solidified. This curing will cost 3 points of mental power and 50 professional experience points!"
"Sure!" Greem shouted in agreement almost impatiently.
"Please name this mental model?"
"Flame Arrow!"
"Named successfully! The solidification task begins... The estimated time is 14 hours, 37 minutes and 21 seconds..."
After dealing with the things in his mind, Greem still needs to deal with the "hot potato" in his hand.
Normal witchcraft only has a lag time of 2-3 seconds after the spell is cast. If this time is exceeded, or the body is displaced, it will cause the formed witchcraft to collapse.
The witchcraft that you had cast yourself exploded in your arms. The scene was so beautiful!
So as soon as Greem finished processing the chip's prompt, he pushed it gently with both hands, and the formed "flame arrow" shot with a stream of red light to the stone target at the other end of the stone chamber.
The flame arrow exploded on the chest of the stone man target. The fire elemental who was killed in the explosion was not suppressed by the witch formation this time, and finally showed his violent and violent side.
There was a loud bang.
A fireball the size of a human head suddenly appeared, and then spread into a ferocious flame shock wave. The violent elemental flames instantly pulled everything within a radius of 5 meters into extreme high temperature and heat.
When the aftermath of the flames in the distance gradually dissipated, the stone man's chest was already scorched black, and there was even a fingernail-sized damage at the core of the explosion.
Water ripples suddenly appeared on the wall on one side of the stone chamber, and several lines of text appeared on it.
Physical attack evaluation: 5 points
Fire damage evaluation: 16 points
Spell attack range: 150 meters
Spell coverage range: 5 meters
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It has to be said that this kind of specialized witchcraft practice room is still very cost-effective. With the help of the chip, Greem may not need the fuzzy data detected by the witchcraft array, but the other wizard apprentices are obviously far away from it.
No. Only through the detection and statistics of the witch formation can they have a more intuitive feeling and control of the witchcraft in their hands. Otherwise, they can only experience it with blood on the battlefield of life and death.
It only took about a quarter of an hour for Greem to achieve the purpose of his trip and exited the witchcraft practice room with satisfaction. When the stone door slowly opened in front of him, a beautiful figure waiting in front of the door came into view.
His eyes.
Slender limbs, convex figure, white and tender skin, delicate face... But what most irritated Greem's eyes was the bright red gauze skirt and the equally bright flaming red lips.
The only difference from before is probably that the ruby-like blood pupils have disappeared, replaced by rippling water-cut pupils like turquoise sea water.
Red Mary!
"Good boy, you are indeed here!" The bright red lips squirmed slightly and uttered a sentence that shocked Grim: "Okay, now that we have found him, you are useless!"
The second sentence of Mary in Red was not directed at Grim.
It was only then that Greem noticed that the not-so-tall female "neighbor" was actually dragging a person in her right hand, Amn, who managed the witchcraft practice room.
Mary in red raised her slender hand, and the Amn flew out ten meters away, fell to the ground and groaned for a long time without getting up.
Grim's expression changed.
Although Amn is not very strong, he is still as heavy as an adult man. This Mary threw him away easily, and it looked so light that he didn't use any force. Based on this analysis alone, Greem can
It can be determined that she has at least about 10 points of strength.
And the agility with which she moves her hands and feet is obviously not low in agility. If coupled with her terrifying blood-sucking regeneration ability, even the three strongest apprentices may not be able to please her.
Wasn't she taken away by the wizard? How come she came back safe and sound? She...
"Come with me!"
While Greem was still thinking rapidly, Mary in red stretched out her fair and pink right hand to grab his collar, turned around and strode forward. Greem wanted to hide, but he really couldn't.
Although Greem is only 15 years old this year, he is already half a head taller than Red Mary in terms of body frame. In order to avoid being dragged by the other party, he could only stagger and follow behind her, not knowing that he was singing today.
Which one comes out.
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Public restaurant.
It was dinner time, and most of the wizard apprentices gathered here, sitting around in twos and threes, eating and talking about something.
From where they sit and how they look when talking, you can basically tell the strength of these small circles and their status in the circle.
After all, there are too few lone wolves like Greem, and most wizard apprentices still prefer to form small groups one by one to keep warm and fend off those competitors with malicious intentions.
However, just as the atmosphere in the venue gradually became warmer, there was a loud bang, and the wooden door that had just been repaired was kicked open again.
All the apprentices looked at the two people who rushed in one after another with their mouths open, their wide eyes full of disbelief.
Red Mary?!
Although most people have not seen Mary's "mutated" appearance, they have learned about everything that happened that day through various channels. They thought that this red Mary would be imprisoned even if she was not sliced up and studied by the wizard.
Living in captivity on the upper floors of the tower, never seeing the light of day, who would have thought that she could still show up here so arrogantly!
Allen, who was sitting in the middle of the restaurant, immediately turned gloomy, and there was an unspeakable look of fear in his eyes.
He had seen the ferocity and terror of this red Mary with his own eyes. Even though she had now returned to a harmless appearance, the horrific memory that remained in his heart could not be erased.
Mary in red rushed into the restaurant like a whirlwind, stood in the middle of the hall with her arms akimbo, looked around coldly, and finally set her sights on Allen, the new apprentice chief.