The Wizarding Age

As Greem issued the order, the clay figurine trembled all over, and instantly collapsed like a clay statue that had been stripped of its support. At the same time, a cloud of earthy yellow smoke suddenly exploded on the back of the Clay Crocodile Demon Puppet, and instantly condensed into the form of the Clay Man Demon Puppet.

As a result, the two demon puppets, one person and one crocodile, merged into a strange demon crocodile hunter form.

From a distance, it looks like a sturdy native hunter riding on a nearly 3-meter-long magic crocodile, and in the hands of the native is a spear made of earth elements. . As the summoner of the two demon puppets, Greem could see clearly. The native is not riding on the demon crocodile at all, but the entire lower limbs are fused with the demon crocodile's back and can no longer be separated.

As earth demon puppets, they cannot escape from the earth for a moment, otherwise they will lose a steady supply of earth elements. Now that the two are fused together, most of their abilities stack up nicely. The rich earth element condensed into a layer of crystal armor on their body surface, which already had a hint of stone armor.

Demon crocodile hunter!

This is a new demon puppet formed by kneading two clay demon puppets with similar origins together through a large amount of calculations by the chip and the fusion of the witchcraft array.

Greem strode forward, and as he approached, the Demon Crocodile lay down, and its long tail gently stretched and rolled up his back. The thorns there squirmed and changed, transforming into the shape of a seat.

Greem sat firmly on the clay chair and tapped his feet lightly.

"Walk!"

Following his command, the devil crocodile opened its mouth slightly, let out a deep roar, swayed its strong body, and quickly crawled towards the hag's lair in the distance.

In fact, the hags in the mud swamp not far away had already noticed their movements. However, after experiencing foot abuse twice, they had already become frightened birds and did not dare to come out to cause trouble for them. But now such a huge devil crocodile has invaded their territory and turned the quagmire they live in upside down. No matter how cowardly the guy is, he can only bite the bullet and come out to fight.

The shrill, long hisses of night owls resounded one after another in the swamp. Slender and muscular bodies emerged from the mud, screaming and surrounding them from all directions.

Their long hair is fluffy and dirty, their bodies are wrinkled and pale, and their nails are black and sharp... Such a group of terrifying monsters that look like ghosts are screaming and attacking. Ordinary wizard apprentices would have been frightened and fled. But Greem was just the opposite.

Today he deliberately came to test the power of the demon-puppet fusion, so how could he be intimidated by such a small scene.

Looking at the dense crowd of hags surrounding him, Greem smiled ferociously and stamped his feet.

"Kill! Kill me hard!"

After receiving Greem's order, the Demon Crocodile Hunter, who seemed a little dull just now, suddenly became energetic. Although there were no clear facial features on his face, a silent roar suddenly rippled in the void like ripples.

The demon crocodile beneath him bit and clawed and swept away with its long tail, and instantly entered the group of hags. Its huge body was walking in a stinking pool of half muddy water and half mud, but it felt like it was stepping on flat ground, with no ups and downs at all. Shocking ripples are continuously transmitted as its thick lower limbs move. Any hag that enters within 5 meters of the demon crocodile will stagger around, making it difficult to maintain a stable body shape.

Any hag that falls into the claws and jaws of the devil crocodile will be torn into tattered blood bags in an instant, and the sticky and foul-smelling blood dyes the pool water black. But even so, the successive hags still broke through the head and tail attacks of the demon crocodile, crowded on both sides of its huge body, and climbed desperately on its back, as if they wanted to pull Greem and the hunter out of the quagmire.

The hunter showed no fear at all against the hundreds of dark, dirty ghost hands that surrounded him. The spears in his hands kept thrusting out, piercing the heads of the hags one after another. After all, the hag was a monster and not an undead creature. She suffered a penetrating wound the size of a bowl in her head and died instantly. The ugly and twisted body slid softly down the crocodile's back and sank into the mire.

When the fight reaches a violent point, the native hunter will wave his hands. Countless earth spears shoot out crazily within a range of 10 meters long and 8 meters wide. Many of the mud spears rising into the sky are covered with the bodies of crazy struggling and squirming hags. .

Not to be outdone, Greem clapped his hands together, and two terrifying streams of hot flames spurted out from his hands, instantly involving the hag who was about to touch his trouser legs.

The heat was scorching, the flames were rolling, and the hag who rushed forward was being grilled and sizzling. In an instant, countless firemen jumped off the crocodile's back, struggling and howling in the mire, turning the entire swamp into a purgatory on earth.

The demon crocodile roared forward, tearing everything to pieces everywhere. The hunter stands on the highest point of the back, stabbing the hag with a spear from a distance, and throwing a spear from a distance. If the enemy is too dense, he will stab the hag with a ground spear, killing the hag until her blood flows like a river.

However, the two demon puppets together are not as good as Greem who has transformed into a master of arson. He sat upright on the back of the demon crocodile, with his hands slightly apart, two terrifying streams of flames extended to 5 meters away, and all the hags passing along the way were involved in the flames.

As the devil crocodile rushed left and right, charging randomly among the hags, Greem's terrifying flames almost burned the entire quagmire. The hags who had rushed towards them crazily just now were almost scared out of their wits, and they screamed and swam desperately to escape from the battlefield.

In the blazing hot mud, the stench of burning flesh and blood almost filled every inch of the space here, making people want to vomit. And Grimm, like a mad demon king, controlled the terrifying flame flow at will to kill people in all directions, without noticing that the enemies around him had turned into charcoal.

It was not until the flames formed by the burning hand gradually extinguished that Grimm woke up from the hearty killing. This time he came to his senses, he immediately smelled the stench filling his nose, and it almost choked him to death.

He stomped his right foot repeatedly, and with his mind moving, the demon crocodile swung his body, seemingly slowly but actually quickly crawling out of the mud. At the moment of leaving the mud, Grimm suddenly turned back, looking at the miserable scene behind him that seemed like a demon domain, and his mind trembled.

At that moment just now, when he could slaughter the "weak" unscrupulously, countless terrifying and terrible consciousnesses flooded into his mind, making him crazy and crazy. Although that feeling was refreshing, it was obviously contrary to the idea that wizards must always remain calm and rational during their enlightenment.

"Chip, start elemental vision!" Grimm may have sensed something and ordered softly.

"Ding, elemental vision is on!"

Against the backdrop of multiple element spectra, Grimm looked around and saw that the entire quagmire was filled with wailing residual souls. No wonder his mind was taken away, as if he had become a different person. It turned out that it was all these residual souls that were causing trouble!

If it were a wizard apprentice who was friendly to dark elemental particles, he would definitely run in and collect the residual souls at this moment. For them, these high-quality residual souls are the best materials for casting spells, but Grimm couldn't do it.

Without the protection of dark particles, if he came into close contact with these negative energy-based spirits, his mind and body would be infected and corroded to varying degrees. Over time, he would definitely become thin and dry, and his flesh and blood would be eroded, so he always kept a distance from all spirits.

Just now, he was only interested in killing for a moment, and he almost forgot his original purpose. Now he slowly reflected on the battle performance of the Demon Crocodile Hunter.

In general, the Demon Crocodile Hunter has already firmly achieved the strength of a senior apprentice, and it is not a problem to suppress a mid-level apprentice. Even when facing the three former strong men, Grimm has the confidence to fight with them, but the outcome is hard to predict.

Among the senior apprentices that Grimm has seen, the only one who can suppress the Demon Crocodile Hunter is the terrifying little loli Alice. As for other senior apprentices, perhaps only a serious fight can measure each other's true strength.

As for the Demon Crocodile Hunter, the real flaw is actually Grimm.

As his summoned puppet creature, as long as Grimm is dealt with, it is equivalent to dealing with the Demon Crocodile Hunter. It can be imagined that if a war really starts, most of the enemy's firepower will probably fall on Grimm. If he can't stand it, the Demon Crocodile Hunter will have no chance of winning even if he is more durable.

So Grimm had to find a way to make up for this shortcoming, and this was the second item he needed to test today.

"Demon Crocodile Hunter, dive!"

As Grimm's order was issued, the small throne under him began to move forward, and the body of the native demon puppet in front of him began to swell and expand, gradually swallowing him.

When Grimm's figure completely disappeared in the body of the native demon puppet, the demon crocodile hissed, and the earth-yellow smoke on its body filled the whole body. The next moment, the entire demon crocodile hunter disappeared.

As if suddenly sinking into a ten-thousand-meter-high seabed where one could not see one's hand in front of one's face, Grimm's breathing suddenly stopped, and then was replaced by a strong smell of earth. All the senses in the body disappeared, but a strong external force fell on him. This external force was so huge and comprehensive that it squeezed almost every inch of his bones and made them creak and burst.

However, as the earth element around the demon crocodile hunter spread, this external force gradually began to fade until it completely disappeared.

Although he couldn't see or hear, Grimm's mental power slowly emerged, and he used his mental power to replace his eyes and ears to perceive everything around him.

This was traveling underground! Although the speed was not fast, it still gave Grimm the illusion of flying in the clouds. The Demon Crocodile Hunter was like floating in a large piece of sticky and heavy liquid, constantly consuming the earth element energy stored in his body to break the surrounding soil, and shuttled through the soil layer in a snow-sliding posture.

And Grimm was the only passenger!

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