The Wizarding Age

Grimm and Reina's communication was brief but fruitful.

When Grimm's strange mental fluctuations disappeared from the wind spirit, Reina couldn't help but feel hot all over. A hope of life sprouted from the bottom of her heart again, making her spirits excited and her whole body became restless.

Poisonous Swamp...

Why did the fire witch ask her to lead all the paladins there? Did they want to fight the paladins fiercely? What time is it? It's right to rescue me quickly and then find a way to escape from this damn world. Why fight with those paladins...

With infinite resentment, Reina thought silently.

Although she was very dissatisfied with the other party for not rescuing her immediately, she was now asking for help from others, so she naturally didn't dare to be bossy like before, and could only use her brain to think of her own response plan.

Directly offer advice to the third-level knight to point out the witches' "hiding place"? This idea is extremely stupid! Then what other ways can attract the attention of the paladins?

For the sake of her life and freedom, Reina tried her best to think for the first time.

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When Grimm's spiritual consciousness slowly withdrew from the distance, the witch Tess beside him said hatefully: "It's what she deserves. This bitch deserves such punishment!"

In order to increase the credibility of both parties, Grimm did not hide the fraud witches when he used the wind spirit to contact Reina who was far away in Black Mountain City, and Tess and Itariel also watched the whole process with the help of witchcraft.

Compared with Tess's resentment, Itariel was more concerned about the next battle.

"Grimm, are you sure you want to ambush those paladins in the poisonous swamp? You have to know that after such a long period of suffering, the combat power of all fraud witches has dropped significantly, and resources and supplies are extremely scarce. This battle is not easy to fight..."

Grimm smiled indifferently.

"Since I strongly advocate giving the Paladins a hard time, this factor has naturally been considered long ago. Look..." At this point, Grimm gently rubbed a snake eye ring on his left finger, and waved his hand to release a pile of things in the open space in front of him.

Among them are 1st and 2nd level witchcraft scrolls, magic wands, and witchcraft potions with different effects. Of course, there are more witchcraft materials and various magic gems.

Seeing these, the eyes of the two witches immediately lit up.

In the past, they might have disdained these things. After all, with the support of the fraud witch system, they can get any resources, so why would they care about these wizard resources.

But now, when they have lost contact with the wizard world, and have experienced years of wandering and continuous wars, the resources and materials they carry with them have long been exhausted. Although there are some pharmacists and enchanters among the witches who can use the resources of the Envik plane to create some substitutes, after all, the quality and efficacy cannot be compared with the past.

Therefore, seeing such a large amount of resources and materials, even the two third-level witches couldn't help but feel excited.

Seemingly intending to show off his powerful strength in front of the witches, Grimm rubbed another storage ring and released more resources, materials and various witchcraft items.

Itariel silently scanned the piles of materials in front of him, and suddenly asked: "Grimm, I heard that you were trapped in the Gunsas Volcano by several wizards who came from other regions. I wonder where they are now?"

Tess, who was originally full of joy, was also stunned.

Among the huge amount of materials, she had seen some relatively rare things, Dream Source Grass. If the Dream Source Grass could be mixed into the 'Blue Dream', the most serious part of her injury would have a chance to heal in a short time.

At that time, she might be able to play the power of a third-level witch again!

As for the other resources, Tess also found a lot of things that would be good for her injuries. With them, it is unlikely to cure all the injuries, but it is possible to make the injuries improve significantly.

Tess, who was in ecstasy, suddenly heard Itaril's question. Her eyes swept across the objects in front of her again, and she vaguely understood the deep meaning of the other party's question.

Although the many items in front of her did not indicate the identity of the owner, the magic storage boxes and storage methods of them were obviously not of the same style. It looks like... they are more like the personal resources of multiple wizards put together.

Therefore, Tess the witch couldn't help but raise her head and silently watched the high-spirited young wizard.

Although feminism is prevalent among the witches in the North, and they have always looked down on those wizards, the wizard in front of him is not only youthful, but also has another kind of calmness and majesty that people dare not underestimate.

"Since they have hurt me so badly and implicated you fraud witches, I will naturally not let them have an easy time..." Grimm responded vaguely, without saying any details.

However, based on these vague words and the ironclad "evidence" before their eyes, the two witches were able to guess the fate of those cross-border wizards.

Nonsense, even their storage rings fell into Grimm's hands, it would be strange if they could still end up well!

Although they were a little skeptical in their hearts, the two witches looked at Grimm again with a different look. In terms of attitude alone, the two witches became much more polite and respectful.

There is no other way. If any of them were to be hunted down by four well-prepared cross-border wizards, not to mention causing trouble here, even the corpses would have been cold!

Unknowingly, the two witches' attitudes toward Greem changed slightly, and their words were filled with a hint of respect and restraint when facing higher-level wizards.

"With these resources, the situation of the witches will be much better. I have launched my secret technique to summon the deceitful witches from other places to return, and it is estimated that four or five sisters will join in. By then, I will have the ability to compete with the paladins. The basic strength for a head-on battle." Tess Witch, who was originally not interested in war, became active at this moment.

For five consecutive years, they were chased around like mad dogs by this group of paladins. One by one, the sisters fell miserably under their butcher's knives. To say that Tess Witch had no anger and hatred in her heart was simply a joke.

However, the weak status of witches forced them to choose to be patient and give in step by step to fight for the last bit of living space. Now, he was forced to a dead end by the Paladins. Once the few remaining high-level witches are 'purified', even if a few little witches occasionally escape, they will no longer have the power to cause trouble.

At that time, apart from hiding in Tibet and disappearing in some remote and desolate corner, they probably had no other way out.

"We must hurry up and lure those paladins into the poisonous swamp within seven days!" Greem warned with a serious look.

"Why is time so tight? Those Paladins are also very cautious now. It may be difficult to lure them into danger in large numbers!" Tess Witch frowned.

"We only have 7 days!" Greem said coldly: "The men I sent are building momentum in the central part of the Zambis Empire. They have already fought against the imperial army and the holy knights. Two level 4 holy knights have also been killed. They can buy us 7 days at most. Once the two holy knights are free, I don't think any of us are willing to fight against them, right?"

hiss……

The two witches gasped.

Witch Tess immediately said angrily: "I'm urging them to speed up the pace and set up the witchcraft trap inside the poisonous swamp as soon as possible. Seven days is all, let's teach those tin cans a lesson!"

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Taozula Camp.

There are many strong and tall fortresses in a row, with tents of various sizes that look like white clouds inlaid inside. The people coming in and out were all wearing bright armor and high-spirited fighting spirit, looking like soldiers in a dangerous battle.

This is the largest military camp set up by the Zambez Empire Army. There are 36,000 imperial soldiers stationed inside, as well as 728 paladins and trainee knights from all directions.

With Taozula Camp as the center, the imperial army has surrounded hundreds of miles of mountains and forests around Black Mountain City, and then sent troops bit by bit to clean up or search for traces of the witches.

These remnants of witches are obviously proficient in hiding and camouflage abilities. The illusion witchcraft array they set up outside their lair can confuse the personal senses of ordinary warriors, making them unable to detect anything unusual. Only a regular Paladin blessed with Holy Light can break this illusion and make the witch's lair appear directly.

Therefore, the search teams sent by the imperial army were followed by paladins and trainee knights, fighting with those cunning and evil witches in the barren mountains and rivers.

Over the past year, the Paladins have achieved great results, destroying two witch remnant lairs, killing and 'purifying' two first-level witches and a second-level witch.

The trainee knight who successfully killed the second-level witch at a hard price received the gift of Holy Light and was promoted to the Black Iron Knight in one fell swoop.

And this further aroused the fighting spirit of the young knights. Let them work tirelessly, travel over mountains and ridges in dangerous situations, and have the courage to sacrifice and dedicate themselves to the great cause of Holy Light.

At this time, the young black iron knight who had become the idol of many trainee knights was standing on a high slope, slowly scanning the crowded military camp in front of him, his brows furrowed, and the haze in his heart became heavier and heavier.

"Lady Catherine, aren't we going on a mission today?" A trainee knight behind the young black iron knight couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

Judging from the admiring look on his face as he looked at Catherine's young and graceful figure, you knew that he was also a small admirer of her miraculous deeds!

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