Dry City has become the most striking place in the entire Dwayne Plane at this moment.

Not only those orc powerhouses, but even the alien kings hidden in the deep mountains and old forests also turned their eyes on it with concern.

Through the strange laws of the plane, all the powerhouses of the Johnson plane have clearly understood the true intentions of this group of witches to break into this place.

Erosion of the origin of the plane, corruption of the laws of the plane, and the destruction of the consciousness of the plane......

These goddamn witches have the audacity to destroy the entire Johnson plane!

If the witches just want to invade the plane of Johnson, then this war is also a struggle for plane dominance between witches and orcs. Other alien races are so miserable oppressed by the orcs that there is no way to intervene in it.

But now the witches are intent on destroying the Johnson plane, which is a big question related to the survival of all the creatures in the Johnson plane, and it is impossible for those alien powerhouses and kings to continue to endure it.

For a moment, in the sky of Johnson's plane, there were either orcs sitting cross-legged on huge flying monsters, or black-skinned natives wearing strange grass skirts and smeared with strange tattoos, or tall giants striding towards Dry City......

Almost all of these powerhouses of the Johnson plane, regardless of gender, old and young, race and gender, escaped from their secluded secret land, and frantically flocked to the lonely Dry Water City standing in the Great Northwest Wilderness by all means.

And in the third hour after the roots of corruption were planted, a large number of orc powerhouses actually came to the outside of the dry water city with the help of the 'Great Shifting Technique' and began to attack the city frantically.

But the Death Witches have taken advantage of this half-month gap to build a simple war witch tower in Dry City. With the War Witch Tower as a defensive barrier, the witches of the 4th Order, who were significantly less in number than the opponent, still resisted the opponent's attack without changing their faces.

Under the towering and sturdy Dry Water City, the fourth-order witch beasts and monsters summoned by the witches blocked the orcs outside the city, and the terrifying witchcraft inspired by the high-level witches also made the attacking orc powerhouses dead and injured, and it was miserable.

On this kind of plane battlefield where the 4th order dominates, the 1st order can only be regarded as cannon fodder, and the 2nd order can be regarded as a barely qualified low-level warrior. Only when you reach the 3rd level can you have the opportunity to cross the battlefield and charge into battle.

However, on such a battlefield, once you are unlucky and encounter a 4th-order free-handed, then even a 3rd-order powerhouse will fall in minutes!

While the battle on the front line was in full swing, Grim and his party, who were quietly waiting in the mansion, finally waited for the news of the evacuation.

It was a resentful banshee with a bewitching body and a pretty appearance, and looking at her beautiful body as condensed as substance, I am afraid that the rank is still above Grim.

However, even if her level is as high as the 3rd order, she is only a witch slave after all, and in the face of Alice, the witch leader, and Grim, the 2nd order patriarch, she also has to bow her head and take the lead in expressing her respect.

"Lord Alice, Lord Grimm, the portal is ready. You're ready to leave!"

Hearing this rare good news, the first person to cheer out was that 3rd Order Thunder Dragon Ames.

"Great, great...... Walk fast, walk fast...... Let's not stay here any longer...... It's terrifying here!" As a third-order thunder dragon, Arms was obviously able to perceive more of the reality of the world hidden behind the curtains than Grim.

Not to mention anything else, the surging and turbulent plane law conflict in the central area of Dry Water City alone had already scared the little liver of the thunder dragon Arms into fluttering and unable to calm down. Now, there are so many Rank 4 orcs outside the city, and the violent aura of chaos and slaughter is even more irritating to Ames's heart, and he can't sit still.

If it weren't for the fact that the witches had already forbidden the spatial teleportation ability around Dry Water City, I'm afraid that the thunder dragon Arms would have been unable to bear the fright in his heart and escaped from Johnson's plane in a smoke.

In contrast, Grim's understanding of the laws of the plane is far less profound than Alice's. So, while Alice's face was pale and she was shocked by waves of rule power, Grim was like a little ant perched high on top of an ant's nest.

The world in front of me is so bizarre, and what I feel, hear, and see is so unbelievable. No matter how hard he looks, hears, and feels, it is like being locked in a glassware, and it is difficult to read and understand everything he touches!

Rules...... The Power of Rules......

What is their essence? Where does their power come from? How do they methodically wrap everything in this heaven and earth in a net, so that they are unaware of it, but they are willing to follow all this?

I have to say that Grim has been running around all these years, snatching a lot of things, but he has always lacked kung fu in his comprehension and control of the laws of the plane.

All powers, driven to the extreme, will be transformed into some kind of alienated rules, and rules are the most reliable and powerful weapons of wizards!

With all the crimson wizards and the mighty Magic Legion, Grim and the others followed the third-order resentful banshee straight to a square in the southeast corner of the city.

Here, in the very center of the square, a tall light gate ten meters wide and twenty meters high has been unfolded, and strong spatial fluctuations have been swept up on it.

In the other corner of the square, the ranks of witches from other factions were silently waiting for the evacuation order to be given.

Seriously, the reason why they are here is just to do the Death Witches a 'small favor', and there is no need to lose their elite on such a fierce plane battlefield.

At this moment, the plane war has been out of the realm of secular warfare, and it has almost reached the stage of desperate struggle with bayonets. On such a terrible battlefield, those below the 3rd order are cannon fodder, and even the 3rd order does not dare to say that they can guarantee immortality.

So, as allies, they have done their duty!

The real life-and-death scene below requires those death witches to go up!

And they should evacuate this terrible battlefield as soon as possible.

In the sky above Dry Water City, the dark red sky was like a dome bleeding, gloomy and overcast.

Outside the city due south, the sky and the earth cracked with a loud sound accompanied by a strong shock, causing the entire Dry Water City to tremble. Thick and furious chains of lightning streaked through the air, lighting up most of the sky, slashing the elemental barrier that had been clasped upside down above Dry Water City.

Towering in the middle of the Dry City, the War Witch Tower rises from a huge pillar of magical light, supporting the existence of the elemental barrier. Every once in a while, it will also inspire a wave of magic like an abyss and a sea to be projected outside the city in the distance.

Obstructed by the towering walls and layers of elemental barriers, the crowd could not really get a glimpse of how the war was going on outside the city. However, just from the mountains of shouts and loud roars in the distance, you can know that the intensity of the battle has reached a level of incomprehensibility!

The portal had opened, and the witches had begun to arrange their team, and they had passed through the light gate in an orderly manner and returned to the wizarding world. Grim's pestle stood beside the Gate of Light, waiting for the Legion of Magic Weapons to slowly pass through the Gate of Light, while surveying the battlefield in the distance.

This is not his battlefield, nor is it a war in which he can intervene!

Feeling the aura of destruction that collided violently, Grim couldn't help but feel a little excited, and a little uneasy.

All along, I have underestimated the three major wizarding organizations!

Unlike the stubble in the middle of the continent, the Silver Alliance and the Northland Witches may have an average level of strength, but their hidden strength deep underwater is terrifying.

The death witches that I learned through some intelligence organizations are only 2-3 fourth-order witches on the bright side. But on today's battlefield, there are as many as 6 realms of the aura of a fourth-order witch alone.

Once such a hidden strength gathers in the wizarding world, it may be enough to change the power pattern in the middle of the continent.

And the Death Witches are able to hide their high-level combat power in the secondary plane, and the witches of the other factions will be as weak as they appear on the outside? I'm afraid that except for the Witch of Fate and the Witch of Winter, who have just been revived and have not yet accumulated enough hard power, the other witch factions are just pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

If this is the case for the Northland Witches, what about the Silver Alliance and the Wizarding Guild?

The fact that the three major wizarding organizations have been able to confront and stalemate for thousands of years may have a lot to do with the hidden power behind them!

In the case that the other party could not be swallowed in one bite, with a 9th-order great wizard standing behind the opposing organization, I am afraid that no force would dare to take the lead in provoking a war.

Just as Grim was silently in his reverie, a loud sound of the sky cracking came from overhead.

Grim looked up in shock.

Tear !!

With a tearing sound of cloth piercing eardrums, a large hole was torn out of the high sky, and a huge orc head with a hideous face burrowed in, and let out a deafening roar at the dry water city below.

"Damn little bugs, just wait to die here......"

Rumble!!!

The heavens and the earth shook for a while, and even the entire dimensional space became a little unstable.

Two metal machines that were about to pass through the portal were encountering this spatial shock, and when the light gate shook, the space was squeezed and cracked like a broken mirror. The cracked spatial ripples swept around, and the two magic machines bore the brunt of it, silently cutting into countless scattered parts, and falling to the ground with a bang.

Even if they are made of the magic iron alloy that is known as the toughest, it is still as fragile as tofu when it encounters spatial ripples.

Grim and all the witches did not cast a single glance at the fragments of the magic weapon, and they all raised their heads and stared at the terrible orc who was trying to squeeze into Johnson's plane.

Under its frantic tearing and support, the spatial rift, which was originally only a few hundred meters in size, has extended to thousands of meters. Seeing that, in addition to the head, even the shoulders and arms of the orc with a golden body were squeezed in.

"Yes...... It is the god of the beast god, A*...... Garon!"