If they weren't in the black forest, it might only take them two to three hours to get there.
But the Black Forest has the rules of the Black Forest after all. If you want to fly unruly here, you will lose even ten lives.
Most powerful monsters are too lazy to interfere with those who sneak past the edge of their territory, but if you fly over its head with a loud roar, it is a provocation from the red fruit!
The five manticores are undoubtedly native monsters in this area, so they know very well about the hunting areas of many monsters along the way. They do not fly high, but fly close to the tops of tall ancient trees, twisting and turning along the way, trying their best
Quickly pass along the edge of the territory of those powerful monsters.
Therefore, we crossed the 300-mile forest sea without any danger along the way, and returned to the diseased wood forest with obvious landform characteristics.
And this is the territory of their Manticore family!
Without stopping on the ground, the five manticores pressed their bat wings, and their majestic and majestic bodies rushed into the cave with the roaring wind, causing the thousands of nocturnal bats that were roosting inside to scream and fly around in fright.
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However, no matter how panicked these bats are, no bat dares to get within ten meters of the manticore. In this area, the manticores are the well-deserved bosses!
The manticores ignored these free 'watchdogs' at all, flapping their bat wings and gliding quickly through the cave. They nimbly dodged past stone pillars and stalactites hanging upside down, and plunged into the cave.
That dark and deep passage in the corner.
They spread their wings and glide in narrow and dark passages. When they encounter an area that is too restricted, they will fold their bat wings and run quickly on the ground like a real lion. When the space is slightly spacious, they will spread their bat wings again and fly over the rugged terrain.
Rushing between stone pillars and caves.
This is their home.
Every passage and every stone pillar here is extremely familiar to them.
Even though the light underground is dim, it has no impact on the manticores with low-light vision. They are like small fishes swimming in coral reefs, walking flexibly between stones, rocks, and soil, and walking straight through complex complexes.
The dense underground passages lead to the group of caves where Greem discovered the lava well.
As soon as they entered this place, the space around them suddenly became spacious and even empty. The three Silver Alliance wizards who had been sitting with their eyes closed couldn't help but open their eyes and began to scan the surrounding environment.
In particular, the lava well in the center of the cave group attracted the attention of the two arcane wizards. As soon as they jumped off the manticore, they couldn't wait to come to the lava well, took out strange witchcraft weapons and began to measure them.
Get the environmental data here.
The guy named Eugene was a combat wizard who was mainly responsible for protecting the two mystical wizards who were out on missions. Therefore, he was not confused by the environment here. He nodded to Greem and started stomping around the lava well.
The terrain comes.
Looking at the two arcane wizards who were working hard as soon as they arrived, Greem couldn't help but cough awkwardly. However, this move did not alarm the two arcane wizards who were obviously caught up in the enthusiasm for work, but instead distracted them from wandering around.
Eugene was lured back.
"Why, what else do you have to do?" Wizard Eugene's tone was quite cold, and the energy aura around him also had a chilling flavor.
"Uh... I just wanted to ask, what else do I need to help with building the Wizard Tower?"
"I don't need any help from you!" Wizard Eugene pushed Greem back with one sentence: "If you were really capable, you wouldn't have to invite us here! Everything here is very good, and it is a suitable place for building a witch tower.
place."
"So what do I need to do?"
"You don't need to do anything, just leave! A small basic witch tower like this only takes 9 days to complete. After everything is built, I will naturally inform you that you will complete the blood sacrifice of the tower spirit.
Work. Okay, you can leave now..."
At this moment, Greem was almost shocked by the other party's arrogance and rudeness.
But when I think of the Silver Alliance's style, I feel relieved.
This was originally a one-man business.
After they have monopolized most of the arcana wizards and related knowledge and technology, other wizard families and organizations want to quickly complete the construction of the wizard tower, and many times they can only rely on the people of the Silver Alliance. The Salupo family also has its own
architects and talisman masters, but these strategic talents stayed outside the territory and were firmly in the hands of the great wizard Sarupo.
If you want them to cross the dimensional barrier and return to the wizarding world to build the lowest-end 'simple' witch tower for a small first-level wizard, even the third-level wizard Sananza cannot make the decision. Because of the Salupo family's Xin
The arcane wizards who have been painstakingly trained are all prepared for plane wars, and no one can labor them to contribute to an ordinary family wizard.
so……
For things like Greem's building a private witch tower, he can only turn to specialized agencies like the Silver Alliance for help!
Therefore, not even a quarter of an hour after inviting this group of people, Greem was 'politely' invited out of the caves by the Eugene wizard.
It can be seen that this group of people is very good at keeping intellectual property and technology confidential.
Even after Greem left the caves, he could still feel the feeling of being watched. But it wasn't until he returned to the manticore's lair that the feeling of being watched completely disappeared.
"Don't feel depressed, Master!" Gargamel, who had been hiding among the manticores underground for the past few days, came over after hearing the news and comforted him in a low voice: "All the guys from the three major forces are like this! You have been in contact with them too much, and
I’m used to it…”
"Oh, do you know something about the three major forces?" Greem asked curiously: "Can you tell me about it?"
"Jie Jie... there is nothing to say!" A look of hatred appeared on Gargamel's thin and withered old face: "The pain of being a wandering wizard is difficult for those who have not experienced it to understand! We are simply like
Rats crossing the street will be oppressed by local wizard families wherever they go. And in order to collect knowledge and purchase materials, we can only pinch our noses to please the managers of public wizard towers. Only in this way can we obtain some cheaper resources...
"
"Then why don't you join some wizard families? With your qualifications as a pharmacist, as long as you show your willingness to join them, even those medium-strength wizard families will welcome you with open arms? Why bother wandering around and living under the influence of others?
A hard life with white eyes?”
"Master, if you say this, it means that you don't really understand those wizard families. When you enter these families as a mystical wizard, you will find that they really value your existence very much and are willing to favor you.
Resources. But...from now on, you will lose your freedom forever!"
"free?"
"Yes, freedom!" Gargamel sighed secretly: "They have invested resources in you, so naturally they want to get more returns from you! As a pharmacist, after joining the wizard family, I need to report to you regularly every year.
The family hands over a certain amount of witchcraft potions. But for a powerless guy like me, they will stipulate an extraordinary amount of witchcraft potions. But if I want to complete the task, I have to soak in a place full of weird smells every day.
In the laboratory, we do repetitive and boring work day and night."
Grim silently rubbed his chin and became silent.
"And the most direct consequence of this is... I don't have that much time to meditate, nor do I have time to improve my strength. After I became a wizard, I spent a lot of time every year without any
The meaning of the witchcraft medicine was mixed. And my body was destroyed bit by bit in this way..."
Gargamel is only 89 years old now. This age is not even considered middle-aged among wizards who are often two to three hundred years old. But his body and appearance... are already the same as those old wizards who are approaching the end of their lives.
There’s a fight!
"Aren't there many high-level wizards among arcane wizards? You..." Greem was a little confused again.
"Master, are you talking about the inside of the Silver Alliance?" Gargamel sneered twice: "The guys that a large organization like theirs is willing to train with all their strength, and the guys who are willing to use resources to become high-level wizards, all have families.
The direct bloodline of the background! They are never willing to do this to outsiders. After all, the resources spent on smashing a mesmerizing wizard with shallow talent into level 2 are enough to smash out two to three level 2 combat wizards. So it is not their own
People, they can’t bear to part with them either…”
Greem also has a deep understanding of this.
In the Sarupo family, Wen Lier is a pharmacist and Korgan is a wizard beast transformer. They both have their own unique auxiliary expertise. But to be honest, Greem has always looked down on their combat abilities. And their strength
Ascension, compared to Greem, is comparable to a turtle crawling.
After returning from the knight plane, it was enough for Greem and them to see each other three or four times a year. For the rest of the time, they spent a lot of time in their respective laboratories, and it often took ten days and a half to come out.
Many times, I don’t even have time to eat or drink, so I can only rely on nutritional pills for support.
A body that lacks exercise for a long time, is exposed to various materials that are harmful to the human body all year round, and the spirit is not nourished for a long time, will not advance but retreat, and become atrophied and worn out.
It’s really surprising that there is no deterioration in strength like this!
However, compared with the decline in strength, what is more unbearable is the loss of freedom.
As a professional wizard carefully trained by your family, you will never have the opportunity to travel and explore. No family will let the arcane wizard team up with strangers to play some kind of jungle adventure for the sake of that little bit of insignificant combat experience and adventure experience.
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Even if there is an occasional need, the family will send a large number of experts to closely protect the arcane wizards and explore those low-risk so-called 'relics' and 'dangerous places'.
With such an experience, the chance for the arcane wizards to be trained and sharpened is almost zero!
From these stories, Greem finally understood the fundamental reason why Gargamel would rather become a wandering wizard than join the wizard family again.
Although the group of wizards looks glamorous on the outside, you really have to get deeper into it to discover that the oppression and oppression inside is also despairing.