The Wizarding Age

Just when Grimm was proud of the super recovery ability of the demon crocodile hunter, a strange noise suddenly came out. One after another, the terrifying spliced ​​corpses jumped out of the flames, screaming and rushing towards the demon crocodile.

Damn, so many!

11 flexible and agile spliced ​​corpses surrounded him in a fan shape.

Grimm activated the bracelet without saying a word, and a thorn armor flashing with green fluorescence began to linger on his body.

So what followed was a bloody and tragic close combat between the demon crocodile hunter and many spliced ​​corpses.

It can be seen that the target of these spliced ​​corpses is the huge demon crocodile, but the real target is Grimm who is high on the back of the demon crocodile. This is actually the inevitable choice of most apprentices when dealing with summoned opponents.

Compared with the powerful combat power of the summoned creatures and their fearlessness of death, the summoner's own defense is much weaker. So instead of wasting a lot of energy on the summoned creatures, it is easier to get the summoner with one final blow. Therefore, he spent a lot of money to transform 11 corpse puppets to entangle the magic crocodile. Hei Mu sneaked away and started his best curse attack again.

While driving the magic crocodile hunter to deal with the crazy attack of the spliced ​​corpse, Grimm had to hold his breath and concentrate, trying to deal with the mysterious black rope that Hei Mu kept throwing. He was so busy that he was miserable!

Many of the spliced ​​corpses that attacked continuously were killed by the magic crocodile hunter at close range. However, each dead spliced ​​corpse would explode, corroding a large part of the magic crocodile's body. When the third spliced ​​corpse exploded, the front half of the magic crocodile's body had been corroded and riddled with holes, no longer as solid and powerful as before.

This can't go on!

Grimm smiled, quickly stuffed something into his mouth, and stomped his right foot lightly. The native magic puppet that had been throwing attacks in front of him immediately expanded and moved back, swallowing his body into his body.

The next second, the huge demon crocodile hunter sank into the mud under his feet like a whale, disappearing without a trace. The remaining 8 spliced ​​corpses rushed forward, desperately digging the solid mud, but without any harvest.

Damn...

The discussion on the sidelines immediately rose up.

This damn kid can actually travel underground? Now that Hei Mu is very happy!

To be honest, when Hei Mu saw his opponent and the summoned earth puppet disappear from his sight, his heart was also confused and manic.

Damn, how can I fight this? If I can't see the opponent, how can I lock my curse attack?

While hesitating, his outward spiritual perception vaguely discovered something underground, his face changed drastically, and he slammed the long staff in his hand.

A thick giant claw made of mud suddenly stretched out from the ground beside Hei Mu, and with a fierce wind, it was slapped into a pulp. At this time, the upper body of the native hunter only half emerged from the mud.

The attack was obviously successful, but the native who transformed into Grimm did not show any joy. Instead, he looked far away with his eyes.

There, a spliced ​​corpse suddenly crawled on the ground and twisted and struggled wildly.

Only two or three seconds later, the twisted black wood replaced the position of the spliced ​​corpse.

The native's face changed slightly, and he wanted to go back underground, but it was too late.

The corpse that was beaten into a meat paste by the giant claws of the magic crocodile exploded with a bang, and a large area of ​​gray dyed the exposed body of the magic crocodile hunter. The strange corrosion sound of hissing made people's hearts beat wildly.

Grimm's eyes cast a fierce glance at the black wood who stood up again through the eyes of the native, and sank into the ground again without saying a word. This made the spliced ​​corpses that rushed over empty.

Damn... Looking at the empty battlefield again, except for the 7 spliced ​​corpses he summoned and the messy and damaged ground, there was no trace of the hateful boy. The fury and resentment in Hei Mu's heart were simply beyond description.

Under Hei Mu's command, the 7 spliced ​​corpses were scattered around. This way, he could block the bastard's retreat the moment he attacked him, and also provide more flexible protection for his corpse puppet conversion.

However, just as Hei Mu gathered his mental power around his body and silently sensed every change in the ground, the soil under the feet of a spliced ​​corpse in the distance suddenly rose, and then a spear of ground that rose from the ground pierced it into a skewer.

Bang.

The dead spliced ​​corpse exploded again. But this time, the large-scale explosion of gray fell on the ground, but did not hurt the opponent at all. Because the opponent's attack was completed underground, he did not show up at all.

Hei Mu in the field and the people on the sidelines could not help but take a breath.

Damn, this battle today is hanging!

In the next half a quarter of an hour, the cunning Grimm stopped attacking Hei Mu and kept wandering around the periphery, strangling a spliced ​​corpse when he had the chance, as if he wanted to wipe out all his minions.

If he was strangled by the opponent, how could he use the corpse puppet conversion when he encountered danger again?

As a last resort, Hei Mu could only summon the remaining 4 spliced ​​corpses back to his side and surround him. However, if Hei Mu's body was attacked, even if he escaped with the corpse puppet conversion, the escaped body would still be within the opponent's attack range, which greatly increased the danger!

However, in this situation, he could only take a risk and try to lure the hateful bastard out of the ground, and then win in danger.

When he thought that he was actually forced into such a miserable state by a junior apprentice, Heimu couldn't help but ignite a cluster of cold ghost fire in his gloomy eyes, wishing to immediately catch that bastard in his hands and give him a good beating.

Unfortunately, it was not as he wished, and now it was obviously Heimu who was being beaten!

In the latter half, the abominable bastard did not show up again, but frequently used long-range witchcraft to attack him from underground. Although most of the witchcraft was detected by him in time before it came to him, there were still two spliced ​​corpses that died tragically under the cooperation of the swamp magic and the ground spear.

This kind of sadness of being beaten but unable to catch the enemy was vividly performed by Heimu.

Watching the carefully brewed corpse puppets, each of which was not weaker than the strength of ordinary senior apprentices, being killed by the "enemy" one by one, Heimu turned from anger to anger, and from anger to sadness, and almost burst into tears because of Grimm's torture.

When the bald Ah Fu shook his head and sighed and announced that the winner had been decided, the black wood stood there stiffly and fainted from anger.

The onlookers looked at each other in bewilderment. Even if they wanted to comfort the unlucky black wood, they didn't know how to start.

If there were no means to attack the enemy underground, no matter who was present, they would probably be in trouble if they met such an opponent. It was just that the black wood was too unlucky to be picked by Ah Fu to fight such a freak. No wonder he ended up with a sad ending.

The gloomy bald Ah Fu grabbed Kevin in front of him and asked viciously.

"Didn't you say that his ability is not that strange? How could such a result occur? Honestly, if you meet such an opponent, can you win?"

"Uh..." Blackhand Kevin swallowed hard: "If it is not a fair fight, in the wilderness, if I give him half a day, I will definitely make him die unclearly. But if we fight in this empty field, I... I will also lose and not win, and I can't do anything to him at all."

At this time, Grimm carefully poked half of his body out of the ground, and only after he was sure that he had won did he come out triumphantly.

After staying underground for such a long time, the external damage that the demon crocodile had suffered before had been repaired, and it was exactly the same as at the beginning of the war, which made everyone more amazed. However, when they thought of the bets they had placed before the war, everyone in the field had a bad face.

Looking at the young man who strode to him, Bald Ah Fu could only rub his bald head and asked loudly: "Mensa, count it! See how much we need to pay?"

Dressed in black and black, Mensa, who had a noble temperament, did not hide it and announced it loudly.

"The collateral submitted by Lord Grimm includes 9 magic crystals, 2 level 3 items, 1 level 4 item, 1 level 1 item, and the witchcraft notes of the magic vine girl, with a preliminary estimate of 417 magic crystals. According to the odds of 10:1 in the gambling fight, we need to pay a total of 4170 magic crystals. The total number of magic crystals pledged by everyone before the war was only 3270, so..."

"So we still owe this kid 900 magic crystals!"

"Yes!"

Everyone looked at each other, and couldn't help but cast their eyes on Kevin who brought this bastard boy.

Almost instantly, Kevin, who was always calm and composed, began to sweat faintly on his forehead.

Grimm, who was already grinning from ear to ear, ran out to smooth things over.

"It's a rare opportunity for all the seniors to show me their love, how can I ask you for more? This is enough, I, Grimm, have never been greedy!"

Listening to Grimm's words, many senior apprentices and quasi-mages couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, secretly feeling that it was not worth it. The strength of that Heimu was not weak, and he was even in the middle level among the senior apprentices in the camp. But because of his poor preparation, he was taken advantage of by this slippery boy and was tortured to the point of fainting on the spot. How could this not make everyone angry!

"Hey, that cunning boy, don't be too proud. You can win so easily because your ability is too strong to restrain that guy Hei Mu. We will definitely make up for the magic crystals we owe you, but do you dare to bet with us again? Let's bet on you and me, how about it?" The speaker was the violent giant holding a thunderbolt battle axe that Grimm had seen when he first came. He was obviously taking the body training route, using thunder magic as an auxiliary.

Grimm smiled sinisterly: "Why not! But my summoned puppet was damaged today and needs to be repaired and adjusted. How about this bet tomorrow?"

Hearing this, the violent giant was overjoyed, and even the people around him had their eyes shining, obviously very excited.

With this night's work, everyone worked together, and I don't believe that they can't help Mark find a way to defeat his opponent. This hateful boy just summoned a special method of puppets, which allows him to hide underground and launch attacks. As long as his method can be broken, a rag made of mud wants to deal with Mark, who is famous for his strength? It's just wishful thinking!

Perhaps thinking of some scenes that made them happy, all the apprentices couldn't help but sneer.

For a moment, the cold wind blew in the field, and the chill hit everyone.

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