Age of Adepts

Along the way, Greem has also seen many swamp giants.

They are also humanoid monsters, bloated and fat, with oversized bodies, thick giant legs and octopus-like upper limbs, and strange tumor-like objects densely covered on their bodies.

Adult swamp giants are generally about ten meters tall, and even those juvenile swamp giants are about three meters tall.

And now the wise man of Mo'at says it's also a swamp giant. This... is clearly beyond Greem's comprehension.

From this, Greem further concluded that the wise man of Moat must be an outlier among the swamp giants.

Only with such a strange talent can it stand out from the many swamp giants and become the guide, observer and wise man of this huge wetland swamp.

After being tongue-tied for a long time, Greem finally nodded and said, "It seems that your Excellency must be a different kind of swamp giant, otherwise it would be impossible to reach the current level..."

Although he is already a Tier 4 powerhouse who disdains most plane creatures, the wise man of Moat obviously still lives a simple and ordinary life. Even on its body, Greem seldom saw the blinding energy radiance of high-level equipment.

The mossy clothes it wraps around its body, and the wooden staff it holds in its hands don't show any sign of energy gathering, nor does it have the unique law fluctuations of high-level items. They are obviously ordinary items...to put it bluntly Yes, in the wizarding world, even an ordinary apprentice wizard cannot be as shabby as it appears!

But after thinking about it, Greem expressed his understanding.

After all, if any high-level item is to be successfully crafted, it needs the support of vast alchemy theories, as well as numerous crafting techniques and means. These things cannot be conceived by one or two geniuses alone, and require the continuous accumulation and innovation of individuals from generation to generation.

However, in the world of spirits, it is obvious that no closely related knowledge collection system has been established.

The wise and strong men are like pearls scattered all over the spiritual world, but they lack a thread to connect them together, gather them together, and condense them into a force.

Such a state, at best, is called freedom, at worst, it is called a state of disunity!

It's no wonder that the opponent, as a Tier 4 powerhouse, still lives a primitive and simple life.

The two Tier 4 powerhouses gathered around the bonfire, gulping down the thick soup made from the fire dragon's ribs. The extremely abundant energy breath also made Moat greedy, and almost swallowed his own portion in a turbulent attitude.

"What kind of creature's meat is this? The smell of flames inside is so strong..." After eating heartily, Moat even hiccupped and spewed out a cloud of fire from his mouth: "It's cool...it's so cool ! I have never eaten such a 'vigorous' steak in my life!"

"Third-grade fire dragon meat..." Emelia, who was constantly stirring the soup pot with a long iron spoon, smiled coquettishly, "This was a fire dragon feast that only our Patriarch could enjoy exclusively. Today It’s not for entertaining you, and the Patriarch wouldn’t be willing to take it out!”

"Fire dragon meat... is still grade 3!" Moat couldn't help grinning in surprise.

In the eyes of all the wise men in the spirit world, dragons are terrifying creatures that rule the sky high above.

Don't look at the Moat Wise Man being ranked at Tier 4, but if he were to single out a Tier 4 dragon, it would be absolutely impossible to win. Even facing a Tier 3 giant dragon, Moat wasn't sure he could defeat it.

One of the most important reasons for this is that giant dragons can fly, and all of them have extremely terrifying breaths. It is simply too difficult for a dragon like Moat, who is strong on land but flies high in the sky, to fight.

Chase and fail to catch up, fight and fail to hit...

Thinking of the horror of the giant dragon, even Moat couldn't help shaking Lingling with a cold war.

Eat other people's mouth short, take other people's hand short!

Moat flirted with each other for a while, and finally took out a bunch of dried mushrooms that had been dried and threaded together from his arms, and threw them into the pot.

"Since Your Excellency has generously entertained me with fire dragon meat, I can't be too stingy. These are giant shiitake mushrooms that are special products in wetlands and swamps. They have a particularly strong and long-lasting fragrance, and are most suitable as condiments. Moreover, if you eat this kind of giant shiitake mushrooms for a long time, they will still be delicious. It will have certain benefits for personal physique!"

"Oh? It's good for your physique?" Hearing this, Greem's heart skipped a beat.

Like him, there are only a handful of elemental wizards whose physique has reached 32 points. At this level, it is extremely difficult to improve the physique any further.

Of course, if Greem used the method of a body-training wizard to stimulate his body, there would still be room for improvement in his physique. However, many of those methods stimulate physical growth by depleting mental power. Such methods are not worth the candle for Greem!

Therefore, upon hearing that there were such strange mushrooms today, Greem couldn't help but pick up a giant shiitake mushroom soaked in soup and put it in his mouth.

The aroma is tangy, tender and refreshing.

However, while Greem was savoring with his eyes closed, he was focusing on the monitoring report of the chip.

"Drip, a strange high-energy item was detected, edible... The aroma components released from the inside of the item contain some benign stimuli that are beneficial to the biological body... It is estimated that after the subject eats it, the physical fitness will slightly improve... I think To achieve the effect of +1 body constitution, you need to eat 100 times... It is estimated that drug resistance will form after 210 times..."

Greem took a deep breath when he saw the test report provided by the chip.

Doesn't this indicate that eating this giant shiitake mushroom for a long time can increase his physical fitness by another 2 points.

Putting these 2 points of physique on his 4th-level fire wizard's basic gain is even greater than those low-level wizards' gains of 5 or 6 points. If these 2 points of physique can be added to those fourth-level body-refining wizards, the benefits to them will only be greater.

And if the Crimson Family grasps this resource and sells it to the wizarding world, it will definitely cause those fourth-level wizards to snap up it.

After all, at their level, there are very few ways to increase any basic attribute by 2 points without too terrible sequelae!

Therefore, Greem pondered for a while, and couldn't help but said: "Sage Moat, I wonder if you are willing to trade the seeds of this giant mushroom? If so, I can exchange knowledge or materials with you..."

"This giant shiitake mushroom is a special mushroom developed by myself. If you only want some finished products, I can give you a batch for free. But if you want giant shiitake mushroom seeds, then..."

"So what?"

"Then you must do something for me!"

Greem was not surprised by Moat's wise man's proposal, but still looked at it calmly: "What's the matter?"

"Over the past few years, many small lakes in the wetland swamp have inexplicably dried up and turned into terrible dead silt. Many fungal giants, swamp lords, and creatures living in the wetland swamp have a terrible blight. Got it This sick swamp creature will show obvious signs of withering on its body, and then go berserk, attacking everything around it frantically..."

Greem listened to Moat's introduction quietly, his brows raised slightly, showing a thoughtful look.

"Then what do you mean... you want me to investigate the cause of the blight for you?"

"Yes. As long as you can find out the source of the blight, I will use the seeds of giant shiitake mushrooms as a task reward. If you can help us eliminate the source, I have two special mushrooms here, one of which is effective for spiritual power. Benefits, one is good for elemental affinity..."

"Hiss..." Greem gasped again, looking at Moat with the appearance of looking at a humanoid treasure house.

There are also three catty nails on the broken boat!

Unexpectedly, the treasures in the hands of the unattractive, even shabby-looking Moat wise man really made Greem's heart skip a beat.

But no matter how good the treasure is, it cannot interfere with the main purpose of this trip!

Greem pondered for a while, and said, "Sage Moat, to tell you the truth, we came to the wetland swamp this trip for the source of water. Before I get the source of water, I don't want to make too many complications .”

"Original water?" Moat turned his head and glanced at Emelia, and said indifferently: "Could it be this little girl who encouraged you to come here? Yes, there is indeed original water in the wetland swamp, and it is It is kept in the Holy Land of the Demon Spore Clan. If you want to obtain the Primordial Water, I am afraid that you will inevitably have a head-on conflict with that Demon Spore Clan!"

"Yes. So, before going to the spore forest, I want to hear your opinion, wise man!"

Moat was silent.

After a long time, it whispered: "You should have heard on the way here that the wetlands and swamps have changed a lot in the past few years. It is the head of the Mospore clan, Faensen, who is driving the changes in the wetlands and swamps." , fungal giant lord Kovax, and individual swamp lords..."

"So, you accept this task of investigating the blight! With it, you can go in and out of most areas of the wetland swamp without being disturbed by native creatures. If my guess is correct, I am afraid that this happened in the wetland The 'natural disaster' in the swamp is probably related to some private actions of the Demon Spores..."

After listening to Moat's narration, Greem's eyes lit up slightly.

"Your Excellency, if the blight is really related to the Demon Spores, your Excellency is willing to take action for it?"

"It's not just me..." Moat stomped his stick bitterly: "I also contacted Mortog, the king of the Hydra, and Moxie Qingyi, the leader of the spore flying bat. As long as you can come up with enough Evidence, I will drive these bastards out of the wetland swamp with my own hands!"

It can be seen that these natural disasters that occurred in the wetlands and swamps have already aroused Moat's anger, making him a little angry.