The Wizarding Age

Emerald Hills.

It was once a beautiful place with charming scenery on the plane of Morien.

The soil here is rich in a kind of strange mineral particles, which will show a variety of beautiful colors such as green or blue under the skylight. And under the elegant and quiet moonlight, this illusion will continue to change, just like pieces of emerald gems flowing gently with the moonlight.

Therefore, this place gained the reputation of Emerald Hills!

However, the beauty of the past has disappeared at this moment, and the emerald hills have now become a barren hill. The skinny hills lacked soil and vegetation coverage, exposing a hard and cold rock base, which looked particularly cold and ruthless under the moonlight.

On the top of the hill, a bonfire was burning in a small campsite, and seven strange figures in black robes sat together, seemingly waiting for something.

Thirteen days have passed since the day of destruction. The entire Morian plane has become increasingly unstable, and the frequency of the appearance of various exotic creatures has become more and more dense. In such an environment, it is very difficult to find a quiet place where no one will disturb you.

Moreover, with the destruction of the plane world, the plane barriers have been damaged and disintegrated on a large scale. On the continent, many areas are close to the breach in the plane barrier, and hundreds of thousands of tons of plane materials are swept by the void hurricane, washed away and scattered into the depths of the endless star sea.

And such losses are still happening all the time. As long as the breach in the plane is not blocked, the material in the plane will continue to be lost, until only the strongest and toughest core essence materials remain in the entire plane. .

And those creatures that are swept into the depths of the star sea have no chance of continuing to survive!

"Captain Roy, how long do you think we need to wait?" A black-robed wizard raised his head and asked softly, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

As she spoke, the hood of the woman in black robe slid downwards, revealing less than half of her delicate and white chin. A small black mole at the corner of her mouth added a strange and charming flavor to her.

"Yes, Captain Roy, maybe all the members of that team have been killed in the battle, otherwise it would be time to arrive at this time!" Another black-robed wizard complained with the same dissatisfaction.

"There's nothing to complain about!" The leader of the black-robed wizard wore a golden ring. There was a deep claw mark on his left cheek. It was filled with gray gas. It seemed that there was still residual alien energy that had not been completely eliminated. It looked unusual. Leng Li was fierce and ferocious: "The time we agreed before we broke up was to wait here for three days. Now only two days have passed. We can return in one day. What's the rush..."

"That's what I said, but in this plane..." The black-robed wizard's voice was low and sexy, but his words were full of worry: "While resting in the past few days, I have been able to hear the constant sounds coming from the sky. There was an explosion. This shows that the barrier of the Morian plane can no longer hold on for long. Once the barrier of the plane is broken, the cross-dimensional ultra-long-distance teleportation array we carry may be affected by the void storm..."

Although she didn't say much else, those unfinished words had already brought endless associations to other fellow wizards.

As the fourth-level elites selected by the wizard camp, their first and second teams successfully completed the mission and successfully returned to the evacuation point. Unfortunately, of the twelve people who set out, only seven were left when they returned.

This also means that during the 53-day trip, five elite level 4 wizards died in the Morian plane. The death rate was nearly half, which shows how dangerous and terrifying the mission they performed was!

As for the third team that exists as a pulling force, there are only four members, and they are all ragtag or new wizards selected by major organizations. With their strength and adaptability, the probability of surviving such a dangerous mission is quite low.

Therefore, after the two elite teams of wizards met here, they waited silently while secretly guessing the number of people in the third team who might return.

The weak two-headed wizard is bound to die, and the mysterious wizard with the puppet master class also has a high probability of dying. After all, such a guy is only good at fighting, but not good at escaping. Once surrounded by a powerful enemy, the chance of escaping is almost zero.

The well-known fire wizard was quite powerful, but on such a dangerous battlefield, the more eye-catching his power was, the faster he would die. So the chances of him completing the mission and escaping from danger are low.

On the contrary, the dark witch has the powerful strength of a fourth-level intermediate level, and her own witchcraft is also biased towards maneuvering and sneak attacks. Therefore, this kind of guy is the most suitable for the plane battlefield. He can advance and retreat, fight and escape. Once you survive this plane battlefield, your own strength will also be greatly improved.

However, while the wizards were waiting silently, three tall and strange figures appeared on the rugged road in the distance, and quickly approached the campsite.

The wizards around the campfire were on alert. There were constant rustling sounds under the black robes. Some instant magic wands, witchcraft scrolls, powerful witchcraft, and weird secret treasures all slipped into their hands, ready to be activated. status.

The black-robed witch stood up and glanced around, and couldn't help but let out a light sigh.

"Hey, it's the third team! They...they have three people back..."

Although the words were simple, the other wizard companions couldn't help but frown slightly.

Soon, Grimm and his two companions climbed up the small hill with only broken rock bodies left and joined the wizards of the main team.

"Three people..." The leading golden ring wizard couldn't help but whisper, and the wound on his cheek infected with gray claw marks began to slowly wriggle, looking particularly ferocious and hideous.

"Lord Roy, we are back!" Grimm and his two companions seemed to sense the coldness and hostility in the eyes of the other wizards looking at them, and took the initiative to nod to the golden ring wizard who led the team.

"Grimm... Where is Shani?" One of the seven wizards of the main team stood up, brushed off his hood, and asked him coldly.

This is a female wizard, with a layer of cold wind and freezing air lingering around her body, her eyebrows are delicate and small, but she has a hint of decisive murderous aura.

Looking at her appearance and the family emblem revealed on her chest, she is a winter witch!

The Winter Witch is also a branch of the Northland Witches. Although they are of different tribes from the Dark Witches, they belong to the former servant tribe of the great Witch King. Moreover, they are naturally more united, especially in terms of external affairs, and they advance and retreat together. They are a group of women who are extremely difficult to deal with.

Grimm lowered his eyelids, and a faint sadness appeared on his face.

"It's a pity that Ms. Shani died in a battle with alien creatures!"

"Bullshit, you are lying! With Shani's strength, who in this plane can kill her? Dark witches are famous for being invincible!" The Winter Witch roared fiercely, looking unbelieving.

Grimm's face did not move, but he raised his eyebrows and said softly.

"Of course, the arcanists of this plane can't kill her, but those alien creatures can. Shani died at the hands of a powerful enemy with a divine weapon. His name is Mitzel, the son of the god of wisdom, Jero... If you don't believe it, you can find a prophet to verify it."

Divine weapon... son of God... God of wisdom...

Such shocking news made all wizards frown.

Dark witches all have psychic pools that can preserve soul imprints, so that they can rush around on the battlefield, and their fighting style is extremely fierce and brutal. Even if they unfortunately die in battle, they can be resurrected with the help of psychic pools and reshape their fully energetic bodies.

This is also the most difficult point for dark witches!

But if a dark witch encounters a powerful enemy with a divine weapon, the opponent can completely use the high-level characteristics of the divine weapon to trap or kill the soul of the dark witch. Therefore, it makes sense for Grimm to blame Shani's death on this.

An old wizard with a dry and shriveled face stood up and asked with a grim smile: "If even Witch Shani died in the battle, how did you three escape? Could it be that you found a place to hide and didn't complete those tasks at all?"

"Yes, yes... It must be like this... I knew that these no-name brands are unreliable..." Several injured wizards next to him also clamored angrily, looking aggressive.

"Hand over your mission crystals, I want to check them!"

Influenced by several companions, the golden ring wizard couldn't help but have a little doubt about Grimm and the other two, and directly asked for the mission crystals.

The mission crystal is also an item specially distributed by the upper wizard before the team sets off. It can record the short-term images of the team members fighting at the mission point, and is generally kept by the leading wizard.

Such items have the breath of the upper wizard, and it is impossible to cheat at all. It is also direct evidence for the mission team to prove their achievements.

Grimm was slightly stunned, and his face became gloomy.

"Verifying the mission crystal is the job of the upper wizards. You are forcing me to hand over the mission crystal now. Isn't that a bit over the line!"

"Hmph, if you don't hand over the mission crystal, who knows whether you have completed the mission. I am the leader of the team designated by the great wizards. I have the final say here. Hand over your mission crystal!" The golden ring wizard said coldly.

Grimm looked at him coldly for a moment, and finally nodded slowly, took out a fist-sized magic crystal from his arms and handed it over.

Wizard Holly and Mangus hesitated for a moment, and also handed over their mission crystals.

The golden ring wizard took the crystal, first cast a spell to verify their authenticity, and then held it in front of his eyes, slowly penetrated his mental power into it, and checked the mission images retained inside.