The remaining enchanted item was a Tablet of Fate.
If it was placed close to one's body, it would heat up as soon as it sensed danger, alerting the user. It could be considered a good warning tool.
Since this tool was related to the mysterious power of fate, it was difficult to determine its grade. However, based on the strength of the power of fate, the A.I. Chip classified it as a grade 3 item.
This meant that it had a certain degree of credibility when predicting the presence of a grade 3 creature or item. As for items that were grade 3 and above, it only had a vague warning function.
Unlike the two grade 4 tools, this Tablet of Fate was not a source item, so Grimm could use it directly. Without hesitation, Grimm placed it in a pocket in front of his chest and pressed it tightly against his chest.
After cleaning up the battlefield, the town was bathed in the golden light of dawn.
The warm sunlight shone through the wooden windows on both ends of the corridor, dispersing the last trace of darkness in the air.
Due to the fierce battle just now, the entire building was almost destroyed. The rooms on Grim's side were all burnt to the ground by the flames, leaving only the broken walls and a few pieces of burnt furniture that barely showed their original appearance.
Grim pushed open the half-blackened wooden door. Just as he stepped into the charred corridor, the door on the other side of the building opened with a squeak. Wizard Hori walked out of the room while stretching his body.
"What a beautiful morning! Congratulations, Lord Grimm. "
Wizard Holly turned a blind eye to the scene of devastation in front of him and greeted Grim with a face full of smiles.
Grimm naturally returned the greeting politely.
The two of them exchanged a few fake pleasantries and walked down the half-collapsed stairs one after another.
Qiu Lisha was also waiting for them in the hall on the first floor.
With a tacit understanding, the three of them did not mention the battle last night, nor did they care about the hellish scene around them. They did not even ask about Shani's whereabouts.
Just as the three of them were chatting, a trembling voice suddenly sounded from the side.
"Save me … Please save me …"
The three of them turned their heads and saw a middle-aged lady dressed in luxurious clothing. Her eyes were bleeding as she stretched out her withered and charred hands. She was shakily walking towards them.
Grim furrowed his brows.
With the intensity of the battle between him and Shani last night, the entire Maplewood Town should have been razed to the ground, and it was impossible for the residents here to survive. Moreover, Grim could clearly see that the middle-aged lady's entire body was somewhat hazy and illusory. Under the golden sunlight, her clothes and flesh seemed to be translucent.
This form, this aura, it seemed a little like a specter …
Before Grim could finish his thoughts, the two twin sisters drifted out from the dining hall not far away. Their faces were also covered in blood, and they were also crying for help. Their bodies were exactly the same as their mother's.
"Looks like their dead souls were bound to this land and were corroded by the overly dense shadow energy. That's why they turned into such a strange spirit form." Wizard Holly couldn't help but exclaim, "Don't worry about them. They are now considered to be Earthbound Spirits. As long as they're on this land, they're very hard to kill … "
Just as Holly finished his words, the middle-aged lady suddenly seemed to be enraged. She fiercely pounced towards him, and a pair of dirty, withered hands slashed across his body, but strangely, they did not touch anything.
Facing the provocation of a low-rank spirit, Wizard Holly's face suddenly changed. A hint of hatred appeared on his face.
"Damn you, you really don't know how to read a situation. Looks like if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know what fear is! " Wizard Holly cursed with hatred. He lifted his hand, and a bright starlight fell on the middle-aged lady's body.
The so-called spirit form was not afraid of physical attacks, but it could still be hurt by elemental spells.
Under the shine of the starlight, the lady did not even have time to escape. She let out a shrill scream and melted into a puddle of black liquid, then evaporated.
However, before Grim and the others could look away, a white light flashed in the corner of the hall, and the middle-aged lady appeared again. This time, she seemed to know how powerful the wizards were. She shrieked and shrank in the corner, not daring to provoke them again.
The two beautiful twin sisters also screamed and ran out.
As if they were affected by some kind of fluctuation, countless white figures appeared from all over the half-collapsed building and began to wander around aimlessly.
Looking at their figures and appearance, they were the maids, servants, cooks, and guards of this noble's private mansion.
They seemed to have not realized that they were already dead. They were all wearing the clothes they had when they were alive, and they were still busy in the building as usual.
When the three of them walked out of the building, they realized that the town had already 'awakened'!
In the charred and collapsed ruins, strange spirits with hazy bodies were busy as usual. Some were sweating profusely as they worked hard to unload the goods, some were wearing aprons and getting up to cook, some were yawning and stretching as they dismantled the doors of their shops … Even more were wandering on the streets, greeting each other with a smile and saying good morning, as if everything was still so warm.
When they saw Grim and the others, they could not help but hide in the distance, peeping through the corners of the streets and through the gaps in the doors. They seemed to think that the three wizards were strange guests who had accidentally intruded.
"Let's go!"
Grim glanced at the town one last time. He could not help but shake his head and leave with a sigh.
There were too many secrets in the plane. Even with the power and wisdom of wizards, they might not be able to see through all the unknowns. And the battle between him and the dark witch Shani, due to some kind of coincidence, had forcibly turned this human town into a ghost town.
If it was any other time, Grim might have stayed here for a while to study the mysteries of the spirits and the formation of the ghost town. Unfortunately, this was a dangerous plane, and he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so he could only leave.
… …
Auspicious View Garden, Floating-space City.
Lucia walked alone on the white moonstone path.
This was the time when the arcana apprentices would seize the time to study and try their best to pass the arcana exam.
Usually, there would be groups of arcana apprentices wandering around the Arcana Garden.
Some of them would cover their faces with books, lying on the white jade railings, reciting those awkward magic spells; some of them would circle around the arcana fountain, repeatedly memorizing those mind-blowing arcana formulas; some of them would simply run to the spell pool and finish their arcana routine for the day …
But now, such scenes could no longer be seen!
Ever since the damn retreat plan was secretly spread in Floating-space City, the whole Arcana School had been in a mess, giving people a strange feeling of not knowing what day it was.
There were fewer and fewer apprentices in the Arcana School.
Lucia walked for a long time, but she did not see any apprentices. Even if she did see some, they were just like her, walking in a hurry with books in their arms, looking worried.
Hurrying through the Hall of Secret Spells, through the empty winding corridors, Lucia quickly walked into the open-air Hall of Knowledge.
This was the place where arcana apprentices like her would listen to the public classes of the arcanists.
The Hall of Knowledge was open-air, but above the hall was a layer of transparent arcana barrier. Every time it rained, while watching the ripples of the raindrops blossoming and sliding on the arcana barrier, listening to the arcanists explaining various arcana formulas and principles in simple terms, the strange feeling of the truth of the world being revealed in front of her was simply wonderful.
Today's public class was taught by Sir Brown, a second circle arcanist, himself, about the development of the Arcana Empire.
This kind of class was also Lucia's favorite, so even though she knew the current situation was not good, she still came here regardless of anything.
There was still a quarter of an hour before the class started, and in the Hall of Knowledge that could accommodate thousands of people, there were only three to five people sitting sporadically. There were men and women, all very young, and like Lucia, they were all young apprentices who were born with a passion for arcana.
When Lucia found a seat in the front row and sat down, it didn't take long for the short, slightly bald arcanist Brown, who was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose, to come in.
Looking at the sparse figures in the hall, arcanist Brown sighed softly without anyone noticing. Soon he adjusted his mood, stood on the platform of truth, and used his deep and low voice to talk about the development history of the entire Arcana Empire in the past ten thousand years.
Such a history, the arcana apprentices had already browsed and read countless times through books and Photographic Crystals. But when a real arcanist retold the history again with an irrefutable deep voice, and called up pieces of precious historical images to support it, the inner passion of several arcana apprentices was ignited again.
One by one, they listened with flushed faces, their blood was boiling, and they could not wait to die in place of those arcanists who were courageous, only to be able to let their names appear in that glorious and magnificent chapter of history.
The five-hour public lecture soon came to an end.
When arcanist Brown announced the end of the class with a hoarse voice, he lowered his head and slowly and carefully sorted out the arcana props he had brought.
Lucia didn't leave, but slowly came near the platform of truth.
The Arcana Master's Apprentices also silently gathered around.
"Mentor, has the Arcana Empire really abandoned us?"
The crowd was silent for a moment, and finally a male apprentice asked the question with a flushed face.
Brown's hand trembled slightly, he didn't look up, and he didn't speak.
"Mentor, thank you for your teaching during this time. My family has urged me to go back, here … here is no longer a safe enough place. I … "The male apprentice said incoherently, and in the end, even he himself didn't know what he was saying.
Finally, he stopped talking, bowed deeply to Brown, turned around and ran away as fast as he could. And those arcana apprentices also sighed one after another, bowed and left.
"Mentor, I won't go … I still want to continue learning arcana with you!" Lucia bit her lips tightly, she bit so hard that she almost bled.
At that moment, arcanist Brown finally raised his head, there was a mist on his tortoiseshell glasses.
"Leave, Lucia! The big tree that is the Arcana Empire is about to fall, what you need to do now is to get away from here as far as possible. In this way … you may be able to leave a seed of arcana for the Morian Plane in the future. Leave, listen to me, leave, Lucia … "
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