The Wizarding Age

Northland, the Howling Plains.

This is the Kingdom of Cold Wind, the oldest direct territory of the Illusive Witch, and the location of its original witch tower.

In the past thousands of years, the illusory witches were undoubtedly the most unsociable group of people in the entire North, and they always liked to live alone. They rarely interact with the outside world, and their internal experience and inheritance have always been mysterious.

Therefore, the Whistling Plains has become an inaccessible and extremely desolate witch territory!

But today, the witch tower that stood silently in the center of the Whistling Plains became extremely lively and noisy, and could even be called dire straits.

Because, an enemy is coming!

To be honest, it has never happened in the past thousands of years for the witches of the North to come and cause trouble in their territory. Therefore, many Northland witches were confused and even more baffled when they received the message asking for help from the illusory witches.

Many fourth-level witches emerged from their respective laboratories or secondary planes, and flocked to the Whistling Plains in groups. However, before they even got close to the ‘battlefield’, they already felt the burning heat coming towards their faces.

The battlefield... The Howling Plains at this time has become a battlefield!

It was late at night.

The night sky over the Whistling Plains was already on fire, and large groups of red clouds covered the sky, illuminating most of the sky in dark red.

There seemed to be a terrifying demon hidden in the billowing red clouds. It was roaring loudly, and randomly inspired large groups of meteors and fire showers to continuously bombard the lonely wizard tower.

The witch tower is shaking.

The elemental barriers surrounding the tower are layered upon layers, relying on the layer upon layer of elemental protection to block the falling red fireballs. But the fierce force of the fireballs was also constantly shaking the Wu Tower, making it tremble under the bombardment of successive fireballs.

The Wu Tower is not just for defense.

The tower is surging with turbulent energy that is mind-blowing. Whenever the witchcraft energy gathers to a certain extent, it will be transformed into a terrifying witchcraft under the guidance of the strange attack witchcraft to launch a counterattack against the enemy.

But what is surprising is that no matter how the witch tower attacks, the witchcraft will disappear silently as long as it is submerged in the red cloud, as if there is a gluttonous monster that can devour anything, swallowing up all attacks.

As a last resort, the witch in charge of the witch tower could only disperse the attacking witchcraft and used a large number of dispersing witchcraft, hoping to break through the fire cloud and see who the real enemy was.

It's a pity that the dispersion technique that rained down on the sky didn't have any effect.

The red clouds were still rolling there, emitting a deafening roar of elements, and then a large cloud of fire rain came down from the sky with extremely violent fireballs, destroying the Wu Pagoda and the surrounding ground into shape.

If it were in the past, I am afraid that the high-level witches stationed at the Origin Witch Tower would have led their men to rush out to fight for the enemy. But today, these hypocritical witches are surprisingly low-key and forbearing. Even if the original witch tower has been shaken, they will never show up.

As the origin tower of the hypocritical witch, it actually has the ability to transform the entire Whistling Plains into a fantasy world. But it's also weird. The hypocritical witches seem to have forgotten this ability, and they haven't tried to pull the enemy into the illusion yet.

It's not that they don't want to, but... they really don't dare!

The witch leader hiding in the witch tower already knows who the enemy in the red cloud is, and she doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of a real fifth-level wizard. Therefore, the only thing she can do now is to endure and suffer until the legendary fire wizard is expelled from the wizarding world.

Suddenly the sound of wind and thunder came from the distant sky.

The dark clouds crowding the sky were pressed toward the Whistling Plains by an overwhelming wild momentum.

When they piled up like a thick marshmallow, with a loud and high-pitched dragon roar, the dark clouds suddenly broke, and the mighty and ferocious figure of the corpse dragon Artest suddenly appeared in the field of vision.

The person hunched over the corpse dragon’s back is naturally the leader of the Death Witch, Csuna!

Before anyone arrived, the clear and sharp roar like thunder was already rolling in.

"Glim, what on earth do you want to do? This is the Northland, and you are not allowed to run wild here!"

In the other direction, chirping ghosts filled the sky, and two powerful witches, one black and one white, with completely different shapes and costumes, floated in and stopped far away on the edge of the red clouds.

Astonishingly, it was Sylvia, the leader of the pale witch, another super powerful person in the North.

A total of two super powerful Northland witches have now arrived, and on the periphery of the battlefield, the light of the soul can be felt shining like a spark.

It can be said bluntly that all the famous high-level witches in the North were already present, but they did not show up due to Kesuna's orders.

Hongyun opened his eyes slightly, revealing a young and handsome wizard inside. He was two meters tall and tall and strong. A dark red witch robe was wrapped around his body. There was no magic aura visible on it, and it seemed to be just an ordinary robe.

This face and figure are extremely familiar to the witches of the North. It is the legendary fire witch Grimm who has turned the entire wizarding world upside down in the past hundreds of years.

Greem revealed his figure, looked at Csuna coldly, and said in amusement, "Csuna, is this your etiquette when meeting a high-ranking wizard?"

Ksuna's body froze, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her delicate and cold face. Finally, she lowered her head, put her hand on her chest, bowed respectfully and said: "Meet the great wizard Grimm!"

Sylvia, who was standing on the edge of the battlefield and watching from afar, was also embarrassed. She could only bow and salute with her original spirit body to greet Grimm.

There was no way. The wizard camp has always distinguished between high and low by salutes. The next level is the lower level. If they are not polite when meeting a higher wizard, the other party will use this as a handle to punish them, and even their backers behind them will be powerless.

"Since you know the difference between high and low, you can leave! I still have some old debts to settle with this fraudulent witch!" Grimm said sternly.

Csuna straightened up suddenly and said coldly: "Grimm... Sir, although you are now a 5th-level wizard, don't forget that we northern witches also have backers behind us!"

"Oh, are you threatening me?"

"I dare not, I just want to remind you that you will go to the outer sea sooner or later. If you make too much trouble here, be careful that you will not be able to explain when you see my masters."

"Explain? What do I need to explain? This bitch once ambushed and killed me halfway. If I hadn't been lucky enough to escape her "dream killing technique", do you think I can still stand here now?" Grimm sneered: "Now I come back for revenge, do you have the right to stop me?"

Csuna was silent.

This world has always been a world where the strong are respected, and all the right to speak is controlled by the superiors.

Now, Grimm has become a 5th-level wizard, and has become one of the few people in power in the wizard camp. As he said, even those great witches here cannot ignore the revenge power of a great wizard.

"Maybe it's just a misunderstanding!" Csuna took a deep breath and whispered, "Maybe there is some misunderstanding in the middle... Sir, if you are willing to let Ivana go, we, the witches of the North, are willing to..."

"I have no shortage of resources, I just want to meet the guy who dared to kill me halfway. Why, you don't even dare to show up?" Grimm aimed directly at the witch tower with the last sentence, and the rolling sound waves hit the origin witch tower of the hypocritical witch, and the force field protection was broken layer by layer.

What's more terrifying is that where Grimm's will extends, even the plane laws of this area will tremble and distort. If he wants, he can even cut off the spiritual connection between the surrounding 4th-level elemental wizards and this world.

Of course, doing so will undoubtedly make him suffer a great backlash from the plane. However, in the area where his will is rampant, even the plane laws will be controlled and rewritten by him. Any wizards with a lower rank than him can no longer connect to the plane laws as in the past to enhance their own elemental power.

Grimm once made a simple assessment: in the rule domain extended by his will, elemental wizards were the most affected, with their power at least reduced by half; bloodline wizards were second, with their combat power also reduced by 20-30%; only body refining wizards were the least affected, within 10%...

Therefore, it can be said bluntly that the suppression of elemental or law wizards by rule wizards is fundamental, comprehensive, and irresistible!

As if sensing Grimm's determination, a thin and hunched woman's figure emerged on a small platform on the upper level of the witch tower.

What an ugly and aging witch!

She looked like a skinned toad, with her exposed skin completely ulcerated, covered with pale green smoke and large and small pus bubbles. The once beautiful and delicate face had disappeared, leaving only a pitted and terrible face as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid.

Uh...

Grimm was also shocked.

If it weren't for the soul breath in the other person's body, he would have thought it was another imposter.

"Ivana, you...what's wrong with you?" Csuna obviously hadn't seen the other person for a long time, and was shocked to see her like this.

All the high-level wizards present could naturally see at a glance that this was not an external trauma, but a real mental toxin. And judging from her appearance, it seemed that this mental toxin had been entangled with her for a long time and had penetrated into the origin of her soul, making her from inside to outside, from body and mind to soul, diffuse a breath of 'despair'.

"It's thanks to that battle that I became like this..." Ivana trembled and screamed: "Isn't the pain I have endured in the past hundred years enough to offset my previous mistakes?"

"With this, it's almost..."

Grimm snorted lightly, and a red light penetrated multiple magic defenses and fell on Ivana's body, and turned into a halo and merged into it.

Ivana screamed in pain immediately.

Burning will...

If there is no great wizard to help it expel this burning will, it will occur every ten hours, heating Ivana's blood to boiling before stopping.

This is indeed a kind of fire torture that will torment the opponent forever!