The Wizarding Age

The remaining magic item is a fate clay tablet.

If you put it close to your body, once it senses danger, it will heat up, thus alerting the holder, which is also a good early warning item.

Because this kind of item involves the mysterious power of fate, it is difficult to judge their item level. However, according to the strength of the power of fate infused on this fate clay tablet, the chip classifies it as a level 3 item.

This means that it has a certain degree of credibility when predicting level 3 creatures or items. As for those things above level 3, it only has a vague warning function.

Unlike the two level 4 magic tools, this fate clay tablet is not an original item, so Grimm can use it directly. Therefore, Grimm put it in a pocket on his chest without hesitation and pressed it tightly against his chest.

After cleaning up the battlefield, the town was already bathed in a golden morning light.

The warm and warm morning sun shone through the wooden windows at both ends of the corridor of the small building, dispelling the last trace of darkness in the air.

Due to the fierce battle just now, the whole building has been almost destroyed. The series of rooms on Grimm's side were burned through by the violent flames. Only the broken wall foundation and scattered scorched furniture can barely show the previous appearance.

Grimm pushed open the half-burnt wooden door and just came to the corridor that had become a charred charcoal. The door of the room on the other side of the building creaked open, and the wizard Holi stretched out from inside.

"It is indeed a beautiful morning! Congratulations, Mr. Grimm."

Facing the devastated battlefield in front of him, the wizard Holi ignored it and greeted Grimm with a smile.

Grimm naturally returned the greeting politely.

The two of them exchanged a few hypocritical polite words, and then walked down the nearly half-collapsed stairs one after another.

And Qiu Lisha was also waiting for them in the lobby on the first floor.

In tacit agreement, the three did not mention the battle that took place last night, nor did they care about the horrific scene that was almost like the end of hell around them, and they did not ask about the whereabouts of Xia Ni.

Just as the three were simply chatting, a sad and trembling voice suddenly came from the side.

"Save me... Please save me..."

The three turned their heads and saw that the middle-aged lady in luxurious clothes was bleeding with her withered and charred hands, trembling and walking towards them step by step.

Grimm frowned slightly.

With the intensity of the battle between him and Xia Ni last night, the entire Maple Forest Town had been razed to the ground, and it was impossible for any of the residents here to survive. And Grimm saw clearly that the whole body of the middle-aged lady in front of him was a little hazy and illusory. Under the golden sunlight, her clothes and flesh seemed to be translucent.

Such a form, such a breath, seems a bit like a ghost...

Grimm's thinking has not yet ended. In the restaurant not far away, the two twin sisters also drifted out strangely, also bleeding, also desperately asking for help, and their body shape is the same as their mother.

"It seems that their dead souls are bound to this land, and they are eroded by too strong shadow energy, which has transformed into such a strange spirit form." Wizard Holi couldn't help but admire and said: "Don't worry about them, they are now spirits like earthbound spirits. As long as they are on this land, they are difficult to kill..."

Just when Holi's mouth rang, the middle-aged lady seemed to suddenly become furious and pounced on him. A pair of dirty and scorched hands passed through his body, but strangely did not touch anything.

Faced with the provocation of a low-level spirit, Wizard Holi, who was still indifferent a moment ago, changed his face and showed a trace of annoyance.

"Damn you, you really have no sense of propriety. It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know what fear is!" Wizard Holi cursed angrily, and a bright starlight fell on the middle-aged lady as soon as he raised his hand.

The so-called spirit body is not afraid of physical attacks, but can still be hurt by elemental witchcraft.

Under the shining starlight, the lady had no time to escape and melted into a pool of black water in a shrill scream, and then evaporated.

However, before Grimm and others looked away, a white light flashed in a corner of the hall, and the middle-aged lady emerged again from nothing. This time she seemed to know the power of several wizards, and she screamed and shrank in the corner and never dared to come to provoke again.

And the two twin sisters also screamed and ran out.

It seemed that they were affected by some kind of fluctuation. For a while, countless white figures emerged from all over the nearly half-collapsed small building and began to wander around aimlessly.

Judging from their figures and appearance, they were the maids, servants, cooks and guards of this noble mansion.

They seemed to have not yet realized that they were dead. They were wearing the clothes they wore when they were alive and were still busy in the small building as usual.

When the three of them walked out of the small building, they found that the town had "woken up"!

In the charred and collapsed ruins, strange spirits with hazy bodies were busy as usual. Some were sweating and trying to unload goods, some were wearing aprons and getting up to make fire and cook, some were yawning and stretching to dismantle the door panels of the shop... and more guys were wandering on the streets, smiling and greeting each other, saying good morning, as if everything was still so warm.

When they saw Grimm and the other two, they could not help but hide in the distance silently, peeping through the street corners and through the cracks in the door, as if they regarded the three wizards as strangers who accidentally broke in here.

"Let's go!"

Grimm finally scanned the town again, shook his head and sighed and left.

There are too many secrets in the plane, even with the power and wisdom of the wizards, they may not be able to see through all the unknowns one by one. And his battle with the dark witch Shani, obviously due to some kind of coincidence, has turned this human town into a ghost den.

If it were normal, Grimm might stay here for a while and study the mystery of the spirit and the formation mechanism of the ghost den. Unfortunately, this is a dangerous plane after all, and he still has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so he can only leave.

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Ruijing Garden, floating city.

Lucia walked alone on the moon white stone path.

Originally, this was the critical moment for arcane apprentices to seize the time to study and research in order to pass the arcane exam.

Usually, there were groups of arcane apprentices wandering in the arcane garden here.

They covered their faces with books, lying on the jade-white railings and reciting those difficult magic spells; or they circled around the arcane fountain again and again, repeatedly memorizing the arcane formulas that almost made people's brains explode; or simply ran to the spell pool to complete today's arcane routine...

But now, such a scene can no longer be seen!

Ever since the damn retreat plan spread secretly and quickly inside the floating city, the entire arcane academy has become a mess, giving people a strange feeling of what day it is today.

The number of apprentices in the arcane academy has become fewer and fewer.

Lucia walked for a long time, but did not see many apprentices. Even if she occasionally met them, they were like her, holding books, walking hurriedly, and looking worried.

Rushing through the arcane hall and the empty winding corridor, Lucia walked quickly into the open-air learning hall.

This is where arcane apprentices like her listen to the open classes of arcane masters.

The surface of the learning hall is open-air, but above the hall there is a transparent arcane barrier. Whenever it rains, while enjoying the ripples of raindrops blooming and sliding on the arcane barrier, while listening to the arcane masters' in-depth and easy-to-understand explanations of various arcane formulas and principles, the strange feeling of the truth of the world opening up in front of you little by little is simply too wonderful.

Today's open class is the development history of the arcane empire personally told by the 2nd ring arcane master, Lord Brown.

This kind of course is also Lucia's favorite, so even though she knows that the current situation is not good, she still runs here regardless.

There is still a quarter of an hour before the class starts, and there are only three or five people sitting in the learning hall that can accommodate thousands of people. They are both men and women, very young, and like Lucia, they are all young apprentices who are born to love arcane.

When Lucia found a seat in the front row, not long after, the Brown Arcanist, who was not tall, had slightly bald hair, and wore a pair of gold-rimmed tortoise-shell glasses on his nose, walked in.

Looking at the sparse figures in the hall, Brown Arcanist sighed quietly without being noticed. He quickly adjusted his mood, stood on the podium of truth, and used his deep and deep voice to narrate the development history of the entire Arcane Empire in the past ten thousand years.

Such history has been read countless times by arcane apprentices through books and through crystals. But when a real arcane master recounted this history again with an irrefutable deep voice, and called up extremely precious historical images to prove it, the inner passion of several arcane apprentices present was ignited again.

Listening with red faces, they were so excited that they wished they could die in place of those brave arcane masters, just to let their names appear in that glorious and magnificent chapter of history.

The five-hour open class ended quickly.

When the Brown Arcanist announced the end of the get out of class in a hoarse voice, he lowered his head and slowly and carefully sorted out the arcane props he brought.

Lucia did not leave, but slowly moved to the truth platform.

The arcane apprentices also gathered around silently.

"Teacher, has the Arcane Empire really abandoned us?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and finally a male apprentice asked this question with a flushed face.

Brown Arcanist's hand trembled slightly, without looking up or speaking.

"Teacher, thank you for your teaching during this period. My family has urged me to go back. Here... This is no longer a safe place. I..." The male apprentice spoke incoherently, and in the end he didn't even know what he was saying.

Finally, he stopped talking, bowed deeply to Brown Arcanist, turned around and ran away. And the arcane apprentices also sighed and bowed and left.

"Teacher, I won't leave... I want to continue learning arcane with you!" Lucia bit her lips tightly, almost biting them to bleed.

Arcanist Brown finally raised his head at this moment, and his tortoise-shell glasses were misted.

"Leave, Lucia! The big tree of the Arcane Empire is about to fall. What you need to do most now is to leave here as far as possible. In this way... maybe you can leave an arcane seed for the Morian plane in the future. Leave, listen to me, leave, Lucia..."

At the end, the elderly arcanist finally burst into tears.

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