Compared with the extravagance of the wizards of Hollywood, Qiu Lisa is much more simple and low-key.

Without a powerful puppet to watch the vigil and a free slave to serve, Qiu Lisha took matters into her own hands and spent an hour tidying up a hut where she could live in.

After taking care of all this, he stood in the middle of the hut and took out a green ball the size of a pebble from his bosom and threw it on the floor, which immediately melted into the ground as a puddle of green liquid.

In the next snap, a layer of green enchantment, so faint that it was almost imperceptible, enveloped the entire hut, cutting off everything around it. And all kinds of strange hallucinogenic runes loom above the barrier, spreading psychic hallucinations at all times, misleading possible peeping eyes.

Five wind spirits floated above the village, looking down, and the vicinity of the Wizard of Holy's residence was so white that nothing could be seen. Wizard Lisa's hut was unobscured, and she could see through the cracks in the planks of everything she was doing inside.

However, it was precisely because he saw so clearly that Grim couldn't help but wonder if everything he saw was an illusion. After all, that Qiu Lisha is very good at psychic abilities!

The night was getting deeper, and the sky was densely covered with twinkling beautiful stars.

It's just that on the dark night, a strange dark red always shrouds the sky, so that the moonlight cast by the bright moon disk has a touch of unsettling blood.

Blood Moon ...... This is an ominous sign in any plane, and it is also an outpouring of instinctive emotions in the plane's consciousness!

It is also often a sign that on this quiet and peaceful night, there may be terrible bloodshed going on somewhere within the plane. And the bloodshed that can trigger the response of the plane's consciousness can be imagined to be terrifying.

Grim looked at the Blood Moon for a moment before gently closing the wooden window and sitting back down at the wooden table.

He was not good at divination and prophecy.

If Alice had been around at this moment, she would have been able to detail everything that had happened somewhere far away based on such obvious dimensional signs. It's a pity that if you change to Grim, you won't find anything other than perceiving a disturbing killing aura.

It may be that there is another dimensional invasion somewhere in the Morian plane, otherwise it would not have caused such a large-scale killing. Who is invading the Arcane Empire, Calamity or the World of the Gods, or is it the Abyss Demon?

Too many possibilities, too much speculation...... It also made Grim extra upset.

The threat of the great witch of Mesa, the unpredictable fate and future, the harsh and complicated living environment, and the uncontrollable direction of development...... All this weighed on Grim's shoulders, and it made him feel more and more heavy and depressed.

If you change to another wizard, under such a heavy pressure of the mind, I am afraid that you will either become a pervert with a twisted mind, or you will become a hedonist who eats and drinks like crazy*!

And he, however, can only keep his mind more and more sober under such heavy pressure, and run desperately at a speed that ordinary people can't understand, using all means and resources to improve and strengthen himself.

After all, in the wizarding world, power is everything!

And only with absolute power can he be truly safe, able to stop and enjoy the fun of life!

So, having done all this, Grim now asks for only one thing, and that is, to live......

When he was a wizard's apprentice, his enemies coveted nothing more than his body and soul. But now, as he advances and grows step by step, the enemies of the past have disappeared, but new enemies are constantly emerging.

To this day, he has achieved amazing achievements that are unimaginable to outsiders, but he has also set up some terrible enemies for himself that are difficult for ordinary people to provoke. And everything that the other party demanded was something he could not afford to pay. Therefore, once he falls into the trap and snare of the enemy and is unable to break free, his fate may not be much better than that of his apprenticeship.

And this is also a kind of sadness for being a wizard!

Many times, it is not they who choose life, but life that forces and urges them to choose. Once you move a little slower, you may have some terrible scenes that you would never want to see.

Therefore, when fate gives them a certain singularity, it also turns their lives on another rugged road of death if they do not move forward. The big hand of fate is playing behind their backs and whipping them, once they are a little sluggish, it is the moment when the legendary life ends!

And in this kind of life, in addition to trying to adapt and endure, Grim has to find ways to surpass. Only when his own strength is beyond the scope of the hand of fate fiddling and kneading, can he truly control his life.

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The night was deep.

A scarlet blood moon hung high in the sky.

The moonlight cast on the earth was soaked in an unbearable blood.

On a high cliff, the majestic pestle of Setans Evil Hoof stoods slowly examined the world before him with a kind of overarching arrogance.

It intoxicated and pleasantly sniffed at the smell of blood wafting through the air, sensing the thick, almost indissolvable smell of killing. Through the rules level, it can even hear the terrible screams of its prey before they die, or see their fleeting pain twist their souls.

Life is also a resource, and the soul of every dimensional creature is a history that cannot be easily erased!

But now, they've all become it, the personal wealth of Setans Evilhoof.

As the great Lord of the Polar Night, if such a huge fortune is brought back to the Calamity Plane, I am afraid that the favor of the world will be enough to raise its personal level that has not been touched for thousands of years by such a small step.

Thousands of alien beasts are scattered throughout the Kentos continent, conquering cities and invading every door, harvesting and gathering countless life energy and souls for it. But unfortunately, there are still too few high-quality souls among them.

Therefore, under the control and command of Setans Evil Hoof, the scattered alien beasts began to gather and converge, and aimed in one direction, the great arcanist city floating high in the middle of the continent, the Ruijing Garden.

It was the hunting target it had set early, and for this reason, it even did not hesitate to fight a few times with the other Calamity Little Lords who were chasing it. After tasting the violent and ferocious attack of the Polar Night Lord, the weak ones reluctantly rerouted and ran to attack the other two floating cities.

Therefore, this beautiful and delicate floating city has become its favorite target for Setans Evil Hoof to attack and kill!

In the darkness of the night, the army of alien beasts was still in a frenzied slaughter and plunder.

The breath of life and soul wafting through the regular level continued to merge into Setas's body, making it feel more and more comfortable and comfortable, until its enjoyment was accidentally interrupted by some hateful intruder.

Setans Evil Hoof stood upright and sniffed vigorously against the night wind, sniffing a hint of a calamity in the air that did not belong to the ill.

There is a trace of order and rigor in the chaos and evil, and there is a touch of insidiousness and cunning in the old-fashioned conservatism......

Damn, it's a wizard's breath!

Some wizards have broken into its hunting area and slaughtered some of its people.

A strange and cruel aura rose from Setas Demonhoof's powerful and hideous body.

With all four hooves, it leaped down from the top of a high cliff, and ran wildly and unrestrainedly towards somewhere to the west.

The cold night wind was howling around me.

Setans galloped wildly under the moonlit night like a galloping horse, and it outpaced most flying creatures by a speed.

Paddy fields, forests, and streams rushed under its feet......

Along the way, we passed through many human villages and towns, where we were crying and wailing, and the flames were soaring, and the figures of alien beasts killing frantically could be seen and heard everywhere.

But Settas didn't care about this, often a vertical leap could reach a hundred meters away, and the human gathering points were abandoned one by one by him, and he persistently and firmly rushed to somewhere in the west.

And those alien beasts scattered along the road and were killing wildly, after sensing the breath of the evil hoof, accelerated their speed to complete the harvest, rushed out of the human villages and towns, and followed it closely towards an unknown area in the distance.

In the night, a small alien beast's attack route was born!

A leap swooped down on a small mountain bag, and the Evil Hoof stopped abruptly, glancing at the dark human village not far away with a cold, cruel gaze.

Three strong and weak soul breaths can be vaguely detected inside, and around the village, you can also feel the smell of some elemental life.

If the opponent's strength is too weak, the evil hoof will not travel thousands of miles to warn him.

In its perception, the wizarding aura hidden in the village in front of it had reached a point where it needed to be taken seriously and vigilant. Therefore, before going on the final hunt, it needs to eliminate the unstable elements in the surrounding area.

And these weak wizards are undoubtedly some nasty little bugs, not only nasty but also hateful!

Although their aura had reached the limit of what the plane could contain, out of their usual contempt for wizards, the Evil Hoof did not regard them as their true opponents.

After all, the wizarding profession is mostly from some intelligent races with low talent potential.

They are either physically weak or mentally weak, and they always have all kinds of huge defects that make people look at them. With such a race, with such a base point, even if the soul strength was barely raised to the 4th rank, in the eyes of the great Certans Evil Hoof, it was still classified as a 'prey'.

It's just that today's evil hoof already has another prey that is easier to get hold of, so it will lose interest in hunting and killing these thorny prey in front of him.

However, the evil hoof doesn't want to let these wizards have some bad thoughts because of his momentary 'kindness', and then disturb the next feast of flesh and blood. Therefore, some necessary warnings and suppressions are also necessary!

If these spoilers are too strong, Evil Hoof doesn't mind swallowing a few wizards for dessert before a big meal. After all, to be able to become a Rank 4 wizard, the soul quality is still quite delicious!