Grim and Rena's exchange was short and productive.

When Grim's strange mental fluctuations disappeared from the wind spirit's body, Rena couldn't help but feel hot all over, and a wave of hope re-emerged from the bottom of her heart, making her energetic and her whole person become restless.

Poison Swamp ......

What did that fire witch do with guiding the paladins there? Do they still want to fight the paladins fiercely? What time is it, hurry up and save yourself, and then find a way to escape from this damn world, what are you fighting with those paladins......

With infinite resentment, Rena pondered silently.

Although he was very dissatisfied with the other party for not saving him immediately, but now that he has a request for others, he naturally does not dare to be as arrogant as in the past, so he can only desperately use his brain to think of his own response plan.

The idea of pointing out the witches' 'hiding places' directly to the third-order knight is simply stupid!So what can you do to get the paladins to pay attention?

For the sake of her life and freedom, Rena tried her best to think about it.

…………

When Grim's spiritual consciousness slowly retracted from afar, the Tess witch beside him said hatefully: "You deserve it, this is so appropriate to be punished like this!"

In order to increase the credibility of both parties, Grim did not carry the deception witches behind his back when he contacted Rena, who was far away in Black Mountain City, with the help of wind spirits, and Tess and Itarel also watched the whole process with the help of witchcraft.

Rather than Tess's resentment, Itarel was more concerned about the next big battle.

"Grim, are you sure you want to ambush those paladins in the Poison Swamp? You must know that after such a long period of suffering, the combat power of all the deceitful witches has dropped significantly, and resources and materials are extremely scarce, this battle is not easy to fight......

Grim smiled indifferently.

"Since I strongly advocate giving the paladins a hard blow, this factor has naturally been taken into account a long time ago. Look at ......" With that, Grim gently rubbed a snake-eye ring on his left finger and waved his hand to release a bunch of things in the clearing in front of him.

Among them are Tier 1 and 2 sorcery scrolls, magic wands, as well as witchcraft potions with different effects, and of course, there are more sorcery materials and various magic gems.

Seeing this, the eyes of the two witches immediately lit up.

In the past, they may have disdained these things. After all, backed by the Fraud Witch family, they can obtain any kind of resources, so how can they care about this wizard resource.

But now, when they have cut off contact with the wizarding world, and after years of displacement and war, the resources and materials they carry with them have long been exhausted. Although there are some apothecaries and enchanters among the witches, who can use the resources of the Envik plane to create some substitutes, after all, the quality and efficacy cannot be compared with the past.

Therefore, now that they suddenly saw such a large amount of resources and materials, even the two third-order witches couldn't help but feel a little excited.

As if intent on showing off his prowess in front of the witch, Grim grabbed another storage ring, releasing more resources, materials, and various sorcery items.

Itarel silently glanced at the piles of supplies in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Grim, I heard that you were besieged in the Gangsas volcano by several wizards who came from across the border, I don't know where they have gone now?"

Tess, who was originally full of joy, couldn't help but be stunned.

Among the huge amount of materials like a hill, she had already seen something more rare, Dream Source Grass. If you can mix the Dream Source Grass into a 'Blue Dream Realm', the most serious part of your body will have a chance to heal in a short period of time.

At that time, she may be able to regain the power of a Rank 3 witch!

As for the other resources, Tess also found a lot of things that were good for her injuries. With them, it is impossible to heal the injuries of this body, but it is the hand that can make the injuries improve significantly.

Tess was in a state of ecstasy when she suddenly heard Itarelle's question, and her eyes swept over the objects in front of her again, vaguely understanding the meaning of the other party's question.

Although the many items in front of me are not marked with the identity of their owners, the magic storage boxes and storage methods that hold them are obviously not the same style. Looks...... They're a lot like a patchwork of multiple wizards' personal resources.

Therefore, Tess Witch couldn't help but raise her head and silently gaze at the high-spirited young wizard.

Although feminism prevails among the witches of the Northland, and they have always looked down on those male witches, the male witch in front of him is not only youthful, but also has another kind of calmness and majesty that people dare not underestimate.

"Since they have hurt me so badly, and they have caused you to cheat witches, I naturally won't let them have a good time......" Grim responded vaguely, without saying any details.

However, with these vague words, as well as the ironclad 'evidence' in front of them, the two witches were already able to guess the fate of those cross-border wizards.

Nonsense, even their own storage rings have fallen into the hands of Grim, it's strange that they can still get a good one!

Although there were some doubts in their hearts, the two witches looked at Grim again and there was already a hint of a different situation than before. In terms of attitude alone, the two witches became much more polite and respectful.

There's no way, if any of them are chased and killed by four prepared crossover wizards, let alone stirring up the wind and rain here, I'm afraid even the corpses will already be cold!

Unconsciously, there was a subtle change in the attitude of the two witches towards Grim, and there was a hint of respect and restraint in the face of the upper wizards in their words.

"With these resources, the situation of witches will be much better. I've already launched a secret art to summon the deception witches from the rest of the land, and I guess four or five more sisters will join us. At that time, they will have the basic strength to fight the paladins head-on. Tess Witch, who had not been interested in war, became active at this moment.

For five years in a row, the paladins have been chased around like mad dogs, and the sisters have fallen miserably under their butcher's knives, and it would be a joke to say that there is no anger and hatred in the hearts of Tess Witches.

However, the weak position of witches makes them have to choose forbearance, and use step by step concessions to fight for the last bit of living space. Now, he has been driven to a dead end by the paladins. Once the few remaining high-level witches are 'purified', even if a few little witches escape from life, they will no longer have the strength to make waves.

At that time, they probably had no other way out except to hide in Tibet and disappear in a remote and desolate corner.

"We've got to hurry up and lure those paladins into the poison swamp in seven days!" Grim warned with a serious face.

"Why is the time so tight, those paladins are also cautious now, and it may be difficult to lure them into a horde!" Tess Witch frowned.

"We only have 7 days!" Grim said coldly, "The men I sent are making a big splash in the middle of the Zambis Empire, and they have already fought with the Imperial Army and the Paladins, and the two Rank 4 Holy Knights are also contained there. They'll give us seven days at most, and once the two Holy Knights have their hands free, I don't think any of us want to fight them, right?"

Hiss......

The two witches gasped.

Tess Witch immediately said angrily, "I'm urging them to speed up the pace and set up the witchcraft trap inside the poison swamp as soon as possible." 7 days is 7 days, let's teach those tin cans a hard lesson!"

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Camp Tawzula.

Patches of sturdy and tall camps stretched into patches, inlaid with tents of size like white clouds. The crowds of people who came and went were all in bright armor and high morale, and they looked like they were fierce and dangerous.

This was the largest barracks of the Zambis Empire* army, which housed 36,000 Imperial warriors and 728 paladins and trainees from all directions.

With the Tauzula camp as the center, the imperial army has besieged hundreds of miles of mountains and forests around Black Mountain City, and then sent troops little by little to clean up or search for the traces of those witches.

These remnants of witches are clearly proficient in concealment and disguise, and the illusionary witch circles they have set up outside their lairs are capable of confusing the personal senses of ordinary warriors, making them unaware of anything unusual. Only a regular paladin blessed with the Holy Light can dispel this illusion and allow the witch's lair to manifest directly.

As a result, the search teams sent by the Imperial army were accompanied by paladins and probationary knights, and the cunning and evil witches battled between the mountains and rivers.

Over the past year, the Paladins have achieved great success, destroying two Witch Remnant Lairs in succession, killing and 'purifying' two Rank 1 Witches and one Rank 2 Witches.

And the apprentice knight who successfully killed the second-order witch at the cost of hardship was even gifted by the Holy Light and promoted to the Black Iron Knight in one fell swoop.

And this has aroused the fighting spirit of the young knights even more. Let them work tirelessly, shuttle through the mountains and mountains in one dangerous situation after another, and have the courage to sacrifice and dedicate themselves to the great cause of the Holy Light.

At this time, the young black iron knight who had become the idol in the hearts of many trainee knights was standing on a high slope, slowly scanning the noisy military camp in front of him, his brows furrowed, and the haze in his heart became heavier and heavier.

"Lord Catherine, aren't we on a mission today?" asked one of the midshipmen behind the young Black Iron Knight, in a low voice.

Looking at Catherine's young and upright admiring look, you know that he is also a little admirer of the other party's miraculous deeds!