There were only five Witches from the Northlands.
Apart from Cthuna, the leader of the Witches of Death, the rest were all familiar faces.
Phemis, a Tier 4 Witch of Death, a necromancer by profession …
Angelina, a Tier 4 Witch of Deception, class unknown …
Tessa, a Tier 4 Pale Witch, class unknown …
At the end of the group, Grimm even saw Circe, the leader of the Dark Witches. Although Circe had hidden herself in a faint layer of black fog, with the difference in strength between the two of them, Grimm could easily see through the barrier of darkness and see her true appearance.
As if sensing that the barrier of darkness had lost its effect, Circe dispersed the black fog with a wave of her hand, revealing her figure and appearance.
She was a strange woman with a tall and graceful figure. Her skin was pale and withered from not seeing the light of day all year round. Her exposed skin was covered in strange, twisted black runes, and from time to time, wisps of dark energy would leak out.
She wore black, tight-fitting leather armour, and her entire body was neat and tidy. Two snake-shaped daggers were sheathed on her belt. Their surfaces were pitch-black and did not reflect any light at all. It was impossible to tell what kind of special metal they were made of.
Grimm scanned the surroundings. With the power of the law's penetrative power, he could almost instantly detect the peculiarities of the other party's body. Even a Tier 4 Dark Witch was almost translucent in his eyes.
Aside from a few parts of her body, such as her core organs, which were still shrouded in thick darkness, the rest of her body was practically transparent. Enchanted equipment, energy barriers, and ordinary clothes could not prevent the power of the law from penetrating her body at all.
Only witchcraft energy fused with the law of darkness could stop Grimm's power of the law!
However, it was obvious that this Tier 4 Witch of Death did not possess such a high level of mastery over the law. Hence, she no longer had any secrets in front of Grimm.
As if sensing Grimm's focus, Cthuna stomped her foot and a pale aura of death spread out, cutting off Grimm's line of sight.
"What's done is done. With your current strength, you can't possibly bully the weak and seek revenge, right? Besides, without that Vulcan Bead, you wouldn't have such frightening power. On the other hand, you should be thanking 'someone'! "
Grimm could not help but laugh at Csuna's sophistry.
"Bullying the weak? I'm afraid she's much older than me! If it wasn't for you, I definitely wouldn't have let this go. Now that you've spoken, I'll … "
At this point, Grimm snorted lightly. Immediately after, a ball of flame suddenly appeared on Circe's right arm and started burning fiercely.
Circe cried out in surprise. She waved her arms, and a large amount of dark energy pounced into the flames. However, not only did it not extinguish the flames, it instead made them burn even more fiercely.
Amidst the crackling sounds of the flames, the pungent smell of burnt flesh wafted through the air!
That Circe was a ruthless one. Unable to extinguish the strange flames after several attempts, she immediately clenched her teeth and pulled out the dagger at her waist, directly cutting off the flesh that was ignited. Large chunks of flesh and blood splattered out along with the burning flames, revealing a badly mangled wound and a small portion of the eerie white arm bone.
But to her horror, a faint red halo actually gathered on the wound once again, and with a poof, it ignited into a new flame.
This time, the flame directly burned on the arm bone!
The witches at the side roared one after another. They either cast witchcraft or used magic wands. All kinds of colorful witchcraft radiance fell on the flames.
Suppressed by the joint efforts of the Witches, the ball of law flames finally became smaller and smaller.
But when it shrunk to the size of a finger, there were no longer any changes. No matter how the Witches used the power of law to wash it, or covered it with ice spells, or used some strange sealing spells, they were unable to completely extinguish the golden flame.
Seeing that the Witches were busy but to no avail, Cthuna let out a muffled groan, pursed her lips, and blew on the golden flame, instantly freezing it into a small ice crystal.
Stretching out her hand, she pinched the ice crystal between her fingers, raised it in front of her eyes, and carefully examined the vivid and lifelike flame that seemed to be still burning quietly. Cthuna said with displeasure, "Is this how you show off your power? Looks like your temper has also grown! "
Grimm smiled indifferently, not reacting to Cthuna's actions too much. He laughed and said, "I only gave her a small punishment, I didn't mean to make things too difficult for her. Since she has already been punished, let's write off everything in the past! "
Cthuna's face was cold and stiff. She stared straight at Grimm, and after a long time, she sighed and said, "She reaped what she sowed, and deserved this evil retribution! Alright, let's put this aside, now we should talk about the main matter. You … Why did you choose to reinforce the Sorcerer Association? I thought you already hated the Association to the bone! "
"Of course I still remember the past debts, but the disaster invasion is a big event for the entire Sorcerer World, how can I just stand by and watch? Besides, they promised so many benefits, and there is a lot of Plane Feedback for me to take, why should I not? "
"I hope what you said is true." Cthuna had a look of 'I'd be a fool to believe you', and sighed softly, "You've just arrived here, so you don't know what the situation is like there. Come with me to the frontlines later, and you'll know how bad it is … Hmph, this time the Sorcerer Association is really in big trouble! "
After saying that, Cthuna glanced at the group of rank 4 central continent who were standing orderly not far away, and a strange expression appeared in her eyes.
"You're really willing to do this! This place is so dangerous, and you actually brought half of the central continent's rank 4 central continent here. Be careful, don't let the entire central continent's strength be lost here. At that time, even if you have the ability to reach the heavens, you can forget about ruling the entire central continent! "
Grimm smiled and said, "In the past, the central continent has always been looked down upon by all of you. Why? Isn't it because they're always at the back of the group, always thinking about safety first? As such, how many Grade 4 Magicians could survive the carnage of the Planar Battlefield? This time, there's a rare opportunity to train their troops in the plane, and they're all eager to try, taking the initiative to join the battle. How can I dispel their enthusiasm … Hehe, it's just killing two birds with one stone! "
Seeing the bitter smiles on the many rank 4 central continent's faces, Cthuna naturally knew that Grimm's words were not true. However, she was not so kind as to worry for the central continent. Seeing that the other party was a genius Sorcerer, a simple reminder was enough.
"Let's go, let's go take a look at the battlefield together! Perhaps some of you will regret it when we get there … "With that, Cthuna stomped her foot.
After saying that, Cthuna stomped her foot. The huge and towering zombie dragon raised its neck and let out a long roar. It turned around with difficulty and flew toward the direction of the distant battle sounds.
Yes, just as they were standing there and conversing, earth-shattering roars and roars could be heard from the horizon from time to time. Ferocious Wizard Light filled the entire palace, and the terrifying energy ripples caused the world to tremble.
Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, the aftershocks of the battlefield had clearly spread to this place. This also meant that the Wizard Association could no longer restrict the battlefield to the Black Ink Valley.
Wizard Geradin, who had come to welcome Grimm and his party, had been standing at the side, quietly listening to their conversation. Only at this moment did he politely lead them towards the battlefield.
Along the way, the vast area had been completely occupied by the Wizard Association.
War Wizard Towers stood at all the key points and intersections, and the roads leading to the Black Ink Valley were filled with long lines of carriages carrying large amounts of basic resources. In the sky, Magi who were riding giant owls or double-headed eagles were circling around, rising and falling, looking extremely busy.
However, Grimm's arrival immediately caused chaos on the scene.
After all, not everyone had the right to see a terrifying giant that was thousands of meters tall with their own eyes!
Looking at this towering figure that seemed to reach the heavens, step by step, and then striding over their heads, all of the sorcerer guards, normal laborers, sorcerer-apprentices, and even the low-ranked sorcerers of the association couldn't help but feel a wave of panic in their hearts.
The Wizard Beasts responsible for unloading the goods were so scared that they wet their pants, their limbs trembling as they lay on the ground, unable to get up. The Wizards from the Association who were riding on flying Wizard Beasts quickly scattered, not daring to block the terrifying giant's footsteps.
Even a team of Twin-legged Flying Dragons flew up from a hidden camp nearby, rushing to the front of Grimm's route to help him chase away those who were in his way.
After passing through a vast green grassland, crossing a hundred-meter-wide river, and flying over a bald rock peak, Grimm and his party quickly arrived at the battlefield in the Black Ink Valley.
With his tall figure, he could instantly see the entire battlefield. Even someone as calm as Grimm could not help but furrow his brows. This was the first time he felt the terror and terror of a clash between the forces of a large dimension.
This was a massive battlefield that spanned more than seventy miles!
Starting from the rock peak where Grimm was standing, the entire battlefield was filled with War Wizard Towers. Like the stars surrounding the moon, a tall and majestic top-notch Wizard Tower stood silently in the center of the battlefield.
About thirty miles in front of the Wizard's Tower, a thick layer of fog spread across the ground. Under the cover of the fog, a giant meandering crack in the ground could be vaguely seen.
At this moment, there were waves of mutated beasts surging out of the crack, crazily attacking the War Wizard Towers near the crack. Every War Wizard Tower was like a small battle hub, and an alarming number of tall Wizard Beasts surged out of them.
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