One year later.
The poison creation knowledge was abandoned because it was ruined under undue haste, as such Grimm needed to spend more time now to make up for it little by little.
Whoosh! The Starfall Reconnaissance Craft disappeared in a flash, flying toward Moth Frog City in the Hydra Wrath Sorcerer Academy of the Holy Tower of Six Rings, the airflow formed tail traces as it dashed straight ahead in high speed, only after a short while did it start to dissipate.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the Starfall Reconnaissance Craft stopped.
Creak! The hatch of the Starfall Reconnaissance Craft opened, Grimm, with a bored Little Myna on his shoulder dozing off, flew out, and after flying in the air for a moment, he returned to the area where he felt a barrier.
The ground was dry and sandy, a sandstorm was blowing around the areas on the edges under the rule of the Hydra Wrath Sorcerer Academy.
