The Magic Swamp remains so damp and dim every day, like a pool of stagnant water full of stench.
But beneath the turbid and filthy water, there is a terrifying undercurrent surging.
The prospective apprentices who were trapped on the first floor day and night were all full of envy for the formal apprentices who walked arrogantly in front of them every day. But how did they know that a death storm that could destroy everything was overwhelming
were coming towards them.
In this storm, those who are not adequately prepared will not be spared.
In such a harsh environment, after holding on for another 10 days, the terrible day finally arrived!
It was a gloomy and cold morning, and most of the apprentices were still immersed in sweet dreams, but the terrifying wizard Anderson had just completed the construction and modification of the mysterious witch formation.
As soon as he came out of that specially sealed alien space, Wizard Anderson's mental power was quickly embedded in the control core of the tower, allowing him to have a panoramic view of the entire tower's information.
These days, he has been busy in another space, and his understanding of the information from the outside world is not complete enough. However, with the highest authority of his tower wizard, nothing in this tower can be hidden from his perception and prying eyes.
Perhaps there was a vague reaction to his cold prying into spiritual power, and the sources of those quasi-witch-level spiritual powers became active one after another, as if they had all woken up from their sleep.
Humph, since everyone who should be there is here, it’s better to choose a day than to hit the sun. Let’s set the day for executing the plan today!
The thin and dry wizard Anderson, wearing a pointed hat and a gray wizard robe, stood silently in the control hall of the tower. He moved his hands continuously, condensing one dazzling spell after another in the void. These spells
As soon as it appears, it disappears instantly, and then the tower will tremble slightly.
Under the control of Wizard Anderson, the entire magic swamp was completely shrouded in thick steaming fog, and even the eye-catching entrances and exits were hidden. And the tower shook slightly, and the tower body also
was lit up.
When the turbulent elemental energy flows through, the Qinghui Stone that builds the tower inspires a cold and desolate magical fluorescence. Those undead souls that usually hide in the depths of the swamp swarm out and begin to circle around the tower, constantly
It emits this soul-stirring ghostly scream.
The terrifying monsters that were entrenched throughout the Magic Swamp and had signed witchcraft contracts with the Swamp Tower became restless and active. They left their nests one after another and gathered around the tower, alert to the approach of any outsiders.
Layers of magical halo linger on the tower, and countless witchcraft traps and magic mechanisms have been activated. All magical secret doors and secret passages that can enter and exit the tower have been sealed, even those on the tower.
The numerous narrow windows are also shielded by countless transparent air barriers.
Almost at the same moment, all the tower apprentices were imprisoned in place and could no longer move at all.
"Entic, bring them all here!" Anderson ordered coldly.
Following his order, the evil insect Entik, who had been sitting in the secret room like a dead man, suddenly raised his head, and his eyes lit up with blazing and bright soul fire. Under his command,
Countless scorpions rushed out and instantly flooded the entire corridor.
The doors of the apprentices' residences, which were protected by countless witchcraft protections, were opened, and scorpions swarmed in like a tide, and soon the apprentices came out one by one, wrapped in lifting rolls.
With the help of many scorpions in Entik, all the tower apprentices were transported to the fifth floor, a high level of the witch tower that they had never set foot on.
In the spacious and bright magic hall on the fifth floor, scorpions poured in and out, transporting all the tower apprentices one after another. Three quasi-witch-level apprentices, including Grim, were at the forefront, like
Each one was bound tightly like mummies by the shackles of translucent air, with their eyes closed tightly and unconscious.
In order to avoid trouble, Wizard Anderson used the power of the sleeping charm to make all the apprentices fall asleep.
After all the personnel were in place, Wizard Anderson floated into the hall. He looked down at the sleepy tower apprentices on the floor, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"No need to pretend to be asleep. Do you think I can't sense your mental fluctuations? In front of a wizard, all the tricks you play are useless!"
After listening to Anderson's words, the three quasi-witches at the front opened their eyes at the same time.
"Dear Lord Anderson, I don't know what you want to do? You don't want to kill all the tower apprentices here, do you? Then, how can you explain to the Sarupo family?" Greem struggled for a few times.
, unable to break free from the shackles on his body, angrily asked Anderson, who was standing in the sky.
"Hmph! Family? When I use your flesh and blood and soul to break through that shackles, I will be a great second-level wizard. At that time, it will be too late for the Sarupo family to please me, how can it be because of you group of wizard apprentices?
Ask me to punish you!"
"What? Are you really going to kill us all? I..."
Too lazy to listen to the dying cry of a dying lamb, Anderson tapped with one hand, and a silencing charm instantly fell on Grim, causing him to lose his voice instantly.
But Mary and Alice struggled hard one by one, but they were unable to break free from their shackles.
Wizard Anderson stretched out his hand and pointed lightly, and Greem's storage belt instantly flew out of his body and landed in his hand. He closed his eyes and inspected for a moment. After a moment, his brows brightened, and he turned his palm over, revealing a crystal clear ring filled with strong elements.
The fluctuating demon puppet crystal core appeared in his hand.
Such elemental puppet treasures are rare even in the hands of formal wizards. If you can erase the mark of consciousness left by Greem on it, you might be able to add a free servant to yourself. After a few casual gestures, simply
After sealing the wizard-level crystal core, Anderson put it in his arms with a smile on his face.
Looking around again, feeling that nothing was missing, Wizard Anderson raised his arms high. As strong spatial fluctuations occurred, the entire hall was enveloped in soft white light. When the white light slowly faded away, everyone was already there
You are no longer on the fifth floor of the swamp tower, but in an unknown magical secret room.
The space of the magic secret room is not small, it is as big as three football fields, and in the center of the secret room, a strange triangular altar stands there. The altar is not big, but it is divided into three floors, each with 2
The height is about 10 meters, connected by 10 steps.
The stone walls of each floor of the altar are embossed with various, exquisite and lifelike reliefs of human faces, some in pain, some wailing, some crying, some sad...the expressions are different, but lifelike, as if they were cast on the altar by living people.
Same as above, it’s scary!
Anderson flew up to the top of the altar and stood firmly there. As an obscure witchcraft spell resounded throughout the world, the magic chamber was completely sealed amidst the rumbling vibrations, cutting off all contact with the outside world.
connect.
This is also an insurance measure for Anderson.
In order to avoid outside interference, he temporarily closed this space. Before he succeeded in the blood sacrifice, no individual could escape from here. Maybe by this time tomorrow, the person who opens this space and steps out will be a reborn Anderson
, level 2 wizard!
At that time, all the guys who once looked down on him will bow their heads under his dazzling light and pay their respects to him with fear. And the entire Sand Tower Forest will be singing about the birth of a new second-level wizard!
With a longing for an infinitely better future, Anderson leaned over and glanced around at the lying wizard apprentices, and waved his hand to untie the wind chain on Mary's body.
The first moment she was freed, Mary's figure grew faster than lightning, and she almost instantly threw herself in front of Anderson, her sharp and bloody claws slicing across his throat at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
If there hadn't been that strange transparent barrier, Mary might have had a chance to hurt Anderson. Unfortunately, facing a veteran wizard who had been in the profession for more than 300 years, Mary's surprise attack could not match the speed of Anderson's mental movement.
Swish, brush, brush...
Countless claw marks appeared on the transparent air barrier one after another. Mary gritted her teeth and attacked desperately, but she still could not break through the thin protective barrier.
Supported by the entire swamp tower at the back, a steady stream of pure magical energy is transmitted across space and continuously injected into the transparent air barrier outside Anderson's body. Unless Mary's attack is powerful enough to break this barrier with one blow, otherwise the subsequent energy replenishment will
Under this condition, she could not exhaust the wind energy above the air barrier.
"My beautiful and elegant personal guard, don't restrain your wild and unrestrained free nature, give up your meaningless resistance, and continue to kneel at the feet of your great Master Anderson from now on..."
As Wizard Anderson murmured on the altar, Mary's body shook while she was in the midst of a mad attack, and her scarlet blood pupils instantly turned pale. And she unconsciously stopped what she was doing.
"Yes, that's right! Go, go... Under the altar are the countless lambs I have prepared for you, taste their blood, and let the hot blood warm your cold body again..."
There was a look of pain and struggle on Mary's pretty face. Unfortunately, her personal will was not worth mentioning under the spell of Sorcerer Anderson. It didn't take three digits for her main consciousness to be overturned by the vampire instinct.
Overturned.
Mary's throat rang softly, she jumped off the altar, and suddenly fell on the nearest wizard apprentice. The sharp blood-sucking fangs out of her lips instantly pierced the opponent's carotid artery. The apprentice woke up from his deep sleep.
He cried loudly, but unfortunately his calls for help and struggles were of no avail. After a while, his voice gradually became lower.
When Mary left his body and pounced on the next target, she could vaguely see the sweet smile remaining on the face of the apprentice who had been drained of blood, as if he was immersed in some happy dream.