The Wizarding Age

The wizarding world, the territory of the witches of the North.

Tower of Destiny.

A daily destiny prayer ceremony had just ended, and dozens of destiny witches were exiting the astrology hall in an orderly manner. As the host, Alice still stood silently in the center of the Starlight Witch Array, feeling the power of destiny integrated into herself like raindrops.

"Teacher, you seem to be a little worried today..." A clear and sweet female voice came from behind, it was Lucia.

Not seen for many years, Lucia, known as the 'Daughter of Destiny', has grown from a girl to a beautiful young girl. Her round face, straight bridge of nose, thin lips, big eyes as bright as black grapes, and youthful and hot figure all fully demonstrate her beauty and delicacy.

However, what is a bit strange is that what she is wearing is not the starlight robe that the Witch of Destiny often wears, but an extremely simple arcane robe. But to show her identity as an astrologer, she drew magic lines representing the sun, moon and stars on the corners of her arcane robe.

Alice sighed and turned around, looked Lucia up and down, and said quietly: "What, you still plan to take the arcanist route?"

"Yes!" Lucia said softly, but the determination in her eyebrows was clearly visible: "I firmly believe that only the arcana that we study hard represents the truth of the world! And the power of destiny that we pray for day and night is always Given by outsiders..."

"Power is power, is there any difference?" Alice's eyes were filled with unconcealed favor and appreciation.

"Yes! Fate can give us power, and it can also take it away. When fate no longer favors us, we will have nothing and become real waste. But arcana is different... No one can delve into the arcana that we have learned. Take away the skill, no one!"

Alice sighed again, stretched out her hand to gently rub Lucia's silky hair, and said distressedly: "Little girl, you have to know that if you always hold on to this idea, your astrological level will be ruined. You can never reach level 4! Destiny requires whole-heartedness, not half-heartedness!”

"I know, but I prefer to believe in the power I truly possess!" Although Lucia is young, she already has the identity of a third-level arcanist and a third-level astrologer.

The profession of arcanist requires people to open their eyes, embrace the reality of the world, and abandon all irrational and non-knowledgeable content; while astrologers require followers to close their eyes, devoutly throw themselves into the embrace of fate, and obey the guidance of fate wholeheartedly... …

In essence, these two classes are completely opposite to each other, and can even be said to be incompatible with each other!

But what is surprising is that they blend perfectly on Lucia!

"What are your plans for your future?" Alice asked curiously.

"I'm going to work hard to improve, and then go to the abyss..." Lucia said through gritted teeth.

"Why are you going to the Abyss? There are evil and ugly demonic creatures everywhere there, and they won't welcome a beauty like you!"

"I have to go there!" Lucia said seriously: "Because I have already inquired about it. Many remaining arcanists have fled into the abyss and are struggling to survive there. I...I want to fight with them. !”

Alice sighed again and said softly: "The demons in the Abyss don't care whether you have ideals or beliefs. They will only bite your flesh and blood and devour your soul... Your friends have already survived in the Abyss. After more than two hundred years, are you sure they are still the same?"

"I don't know! Maybe most of them have been infected by the will of the abyss! But, even so, I want to take a look... Even if there is only one friend left there, I want to pull him out !" For some reason, when Lucia said this, a pure and holy light appeared on her soft and smooth face.

"Then work hard! Being a level 3 arcanist is definitely not enough. You must have at least level 5 power to be qualified to venture into the abyss."

"I know, so I will work harder!"

"Now I finally understand what you believe in! You are not an unbeliever, but what you believe in is not external things, but your heart... This may be the biggest difference between you and me!"

"Teacher Alice, you...you have so many emotions today, are you missing that Greem again?" Lucia finally asked out of curiosity.

Alice was compassionate and compassionate just a moment ago, but her identity construction of a kindly elder suddenly collapsed.

She rolled her eyes at Lucia angrily and said bitterly: "Since you don't plan to become the Witch of Destiny, don't call me teacher anymore, just call me sister!"

"So...Sister Alice, were you missing Lord Grim just now?" Lucia obviously didn't intend to let him go on this issue, and still asked with a smile.

"Ahem..." Alice sighed, took Lucia into her arms, and said faintly: "I'm not missing him... I'm worried about him!"

"Isn't missing and worrying the same thing?" Lucia pulled out a head from her arms and asked in surprise: "Besides, I heard that Grim was doing quite well! Not long ago, he gave that person from outside the territory Mary brought a lot of good things... Darling, those things make me greedy! Sister, are you angry that he didn't bring you a gift? "

Alice was at a loss what to do because of her troubles and could only press her little head into her arms resentfully again.

"Ah... Sister Alice, are you going to suffocate me to death? You... you seem to be a little bigger!"

"Bad guy, you have become as bad as him now!" Alice's face immediately turned red, but was immediately covered by a strong sadness.

"Sister, what are you worried about?"

"This is the sadness of us as fate witches!" Alice sighed more and more for some reason: "I clearly saw the fate and knew everything that would happen to my lover, but I couldn't say it out loud."

Lucia was stunned.

This time she didn't ask obediently, but listened silently.

She also has the identity of a third-level astrologer, so she naturally knows the taboos of the fate witch. Many things cannot be spoken out, and once they are spoken out, they will interfere with the known fate. At that time, fate will have more unpredictable and uncontrollable tributaries and forks.

So many things, Alice is willing to say, can say, will say it herself. And what she can't say, Lucia asking is harmful.

"Lucia, maybe your choice is the right one! The longer you walk on the road of fate, the lonelier you will be. Even if you see the great horror that your lover will experience in the future, you can't say it or do anything."

"If I say nothing and do nothing, maybe he can still have a glimmer of hope. But if I say it and do it, he may not even have this last glimmer of hope..."

"I... I am really in pain and powerless... Sometimes I really hate this ability of mine... Maybe, being ignorant of the arrangement of fate and living happily every day now is the real happiness!"

Alice finished her heart in one breath and hugged Lucia tightly. The tears finally flowed down without covering up, wetting the other's hair.

Lucia also sighed silently and hugged more tightly.

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Fire Element Plane, Flame Throne

When the towering tower of the wizard tower burst into beautiful and dazzling fluorescence, the dozens of miles of heaven and earth around the Molten Altar were no longer ownerless, but became the ground residence of the Crimson Great Wizard Grimm.

Logically speaking, occupying the land of the Fire Elemental Plane with the body of a human wizard would definitely cause a riot in the Fire Elemental Plane, and then attract the intervention of high-level flame creatures.

However, Grimm, who took the upper-level route, had established good relations with several surrounding fire kings early on, and cleaned up several troublemakers near the territory one by one.

Therefore, when he showed his flag and circled his territory, not only did he not cause a riot among the local fire natives, but a lot of king envoys came to congratulate him.

The fire kings Zetas and Thanos naturally could not come in person, and they disdained to pay attention to Grimm, a foreign passerby. However, for the sake of the face of the Fire King Groms, they still sent their own messengers and sent some gifts, which was considered a greeting.

After all, Grimm was able to enter the Fire Elemental Plane, and he followed the Groms route, so he was regarded as a member of the Groms family by outsiders.

For this, Grimm neither admitted nor denied it, but dealt with it vaguely!

There was no way, for the Fire Elemental Plane, Grimm was still an outsider after all. Although he had established a relationship with the plane consciousness here because of the world sacrifice, he was not a native creature of the Fire Element after all.

Therefore, it was helpless to tear off the tiger skin to block the excuses of those natives!

Fortunately, Grimm's identity as a fire wizard still fits the spatial environment here, which did not cause serious rejection by the local natives.

After the Fire Throne Wizard Tower began to operate, Grimm ended his days of wandering or living under someone else's roof, and finally had his own "home".

After finishing some affairs in the wizard world and Exodar camp, he retired to the Flame Throne Wizard Tower and started his next step of strength improvement.

The beast-killing battle made him very happy.

The fragments of the godhead were temporarily sealed up, waiting for him to find the best way to use them. A large amount of divinity was directly absorbed by him, part of which was used to improve the basic data of the body, and part of which was used to nourish the increasingly powerful star beast bloodline.

And Grimm's basic strength also underwent earth-shaking changes in the day-to-day precipitation!