The remaining demonized item is a clay tablet of fate.

Put it close to you, and once it senses danger, it will heat up, thus arousing the vigilance of the holder, which is also a good early warning prop.

Because of the mysterious forces of fate involved, it is difficult to judge the level of their items. However, based on the strength of the power of fate impregnated on this Destiny Clay Tablet, the chip classified it as a Tier 3 item.

This means that it has some credibility in predicting Tier 3 creatures or items. As for those above the 3rd order, it only has the function of fuzzy warning.

Unlike the two Tier 4 Witch Weapons, this Destiny Clay Tablet is not a Origin item, so Grim can also use it directly. So without hesitation, Grim put it in a pocket on his chest and pressed it tightly to his chest.

After cleaning up the battlefield, the town was bathed in a golden morning light.

The warm morning sun filtered in through the wooden windows at both ends of the corridor of the small building, dispelling the last trace of darkness in the air.

As a result of the fierce battle, the entire small building had been nearly destroyed, and a series of rooms on Grim's side had been burned through the roof by violent flames, leaving only the broken wall foundations and scattered scorched furniture to barely make out the previous appearance.

Grim pushed open the blackened wooden door, which was only half black, and had just entered the charred corridor, when the door of the room on the other side of the small building creaked open, and the wizard of Holi walked out of it with a lazy waist.

"It was a beautiful morning! Congratulations, Lord Grim. ”

Looking at the devastated battlefield in front of him, Wizard of Hollywood turned a blind eye and greeted Grim with a smile on his face.

Naturally, Grim is also a polite return salute.

The two hypocritically exchanged a few polite words, and walked down the nearly half-collapsed staircase one after another.

And that Qiu Lisha was also waiting for the two of them in the hall on the first floor.

Quite tacitly, the three of them did not mention the battle that took place last night, nor did they care about the terrifying scene around them that was almost like an apocalyptic hell, and they did not ask about the whereabouts of that Xia Ni.

Just as the three of them were chatting briefly, a trembling voice suddenly came from their side.

"Help me...... Please save me......"

The three of them turned their heads to look, and the richly dressed middle-aged lady was stretching out her withered and scorched hands with bloody eyes, trembling step by step towards them.

Grim's brow furrowed slightly.

With the intensity of the battle he and Xia Ni fought last night, the entire town of Maple Grove had been razed to the ground, and it was impossible for any of the inhabitants here to survive. And Grim could see it very clearly, the whole body of the middle-aged lady in front of him was a little hazy and illusory, and under the golden sunlight, her clothes and flesh seemed to be translucent.

This form, such an aura, seems to be a bit like a ghost......

Grim's thoughts were not over, and in the restaurant not far away, the two twin sisters also drifted out strangely, the same bleeding faces, the same miserable and distressed for help, and their body shape was the same as their mother's.

"It seems that their dead souls have been bound to this land, and they have been eroded by too strong shadow energy, which has transformed into such a strange spirit form. Wizard of Hori couldn't help but exclaim, "Leave them alone, they are now spirits like Earthbound Spirits. As long as it's in this land, they're hard to kill......"

At the moment when Hori's mouth rang, the middle-aged lady seemed to suddenly burst into rage, and pounced on him, a pair of filthy and filthy scorched hands slicing through his body, but strangely did not touch anything.

Faced with the provocation of a low-level spirit, the face of the Wizard of Hollywood, who had not been concerned for a moment, changed, revealing a trace of annoyance.

"Damn it, you don't really have a look. It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you don't know what it means to be afraid!" Wizard Hollywood cursed hatefully, and as soon as he raised his hand, a bright starlight fell on the middle-aged noblewoman.

The so-called spirits are not afraid of physical attacks, but they can still be damaged by elemental sorcery.

Under the starlight, the noble lady didn't have time to flee before she melted in a terrible scream, turned into a puddle of black water, and then evaporated.

However, before Grim and the others could look away, a white light flashed in the corner of the hall, and the middle-aged lady resurfaced from nothing. This time she seemed to know the power of several wizards, and shrank in the corner with a scream, never daring to come and provoke again.

And the two twin sisters ran out screaming as well.

It seemed to be affected by some kind of fluctuation, and for a while, countless white figures appeared from all over the entire small building that had collapsed nearly halfway, and began to wander around aimlessly.

Judging by their figures and appearances, they are the maids, servants, cooks and guards of this aristocratic private residence.

They didn't seem to realize that they were dead, and they were still busy in the small building according to their old routines, dressed in their former clothes.

And when the three of them walked out of the small building, they found that the town had 'woken up'!

In the midst of the scorched and collapsed ruins, strange spirits with hazy bodies were busy as usual. Sweating profusely and trying to unload goods, wearing aprons to get up to light a fire to cook, yawning and stretching lazily to dismantle shop door panels...... And more guys roamed the streets, smiling at each other and saying good morning, as if everything was still so warm.

When they saw the three of Grim, they couldn't help but hide silently in the distance, peeking through the street corner and through the crack in the door, as if they thought the three wizards were strangers who accidentally broke into the place.

"Let's go!"

Grim glanced at the town one last time, shook his head and sighed as he walked away.

There are too many secrets in the plane, and even with the strength and wisdom of wizards, they may not be able to see through all the unknowns. And his battle with the dark witch Shani, apparently due to some kind of marriage coincidence, has turned this human town into a ghost.

In normal times, Grim would probably stay here for a while to study the mysteries and ghosts on the spirits. It's a pity that this is a dangerous alien plane after all, and he still has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so he can only leave.

…………

Ruijing Garden, Floating City.

Lucia walked lonely on the moonstone path.

Originally, this was the critical moment for the Arcane Apprentices to seize the time to study and study in order to try to pass the Arcane exam.

Normally, the Arcane Garden here is filled with groups of Arcane Apprentices.

They either covered their faces with books and lay on the jade white railings and recited those awkward magic spells, or they circled around the arcane fountain over and over again, memorizing the elcane formulas that wanted to explode their minds, or they simply ran to the spell pool to complete the arcane routine of the day......

But now, such a scene can no longer be seen!

Ever since that damn retreat plan had spread stealthily and quickly through the Floating City, the entire Arcane Academy had become a mess, giving people a strange feeling of what was happening today.

The number of apprentices in the Arcane Academy is becoming less and less.

Lucia walked for a long time, but she didn't see a few apprentices. Even if I met occasionally, just like her, holding a book in her arms, walking in a hurry, and looking full of sorrow.

Hurried through the hall of arcane arts, through the empty winding corridor, Lucia walked quickly into the open-air hall of knowledge.

This is where arcane apprentices like her listen to the open lessons of the arcanists.

The Hall of Learning is open-air on the surface, but above it is a transparent arcane barrier. When it rains, watching the raindrops ripple bloom and slide on the arcane barriers, while listening to the arcanists explain the various arcane formulas and principles in simple terms, the strange feeling of the reality of the world opening up a little bit in front of you is simply wonderful.

Today's public class is the 2-ring Arcanist His Excellency Brown, who personally talks about the development of the Arcane Empire.

This kind of class is also Lucia's favorite, so even though she knows that the current situation is not good, she still runs here regardless of it.

There was still a quarter of an hour before the start of classes, and only three or five people were scattered in the knowledge hall that could accommodate thousands of people. They were both young and young, and like Lucia, they were young apprentices with a natural love of arcane.

When Lucia had found a seat in the front row, it wasn't long before the Brown Arcanist, who was not tall, had slightly bald hair, and had a pair of gold-rimmed tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose, walked in.

Looking at the sparse figures in the hall, the Brown Arcanist sighed softly and unknowingly. He quickly adjusted his mood, stood on the truth podium, and used his deep and deep voice to tell the history of the development of the entire Arcane Empire in the past 10,000 years.

This kind of history has already been read countless times by arcane apprentices through books and through photo crystals. However, when a true arcanist retold this history in an irrefutable voice, and called up a series of extremely valuable historical images to corroborate it, the inner passion of several arcane apprentices present was ignited again.

The little faces were flushed as they listened, and their blood boiled with enthusiasm for dying in place of those brave arcanists, just to be able to have their names appear in that glorious and magnificent chapter of history.

The five-hour public class ended quickly.

When the Arcanist Brown announced the end of class in a hoarse voice, he lowered his head and slowly and meticulously sorted out the arcane props he had brought.

Lucia did not leave, but slowly stung near the pulpit of truth.

The Arcane apprentices also silently gathered around.

"Mentor, has the Arcane Empire really abandoned us?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and finally a male apprentice asked this sentence with a red face.

Brown Arcanist's hand trembled slightly, but he didn't look up or speak.

"Thank you, Mentor, for teaching during this time. My family has urged me to go back, here...... It's not a safe enough place anymore. I ......" said the male apprentice incoherently, and at the end he didn't even know what he was talking about.

Finally, he stopped, bowed deeply to the Brown Arcanist, turned and ran. And the Arcane apprentices also sighed and bowed away.

"Mentor, I'm not leaving...... I'm going to continue learning the arcane with you!" Lucia bit her lip tightly, almost bleeding with such force.

The Brown Arcanist finally raised his head at this moment, and there was a mist of water on his tortoiseshell glasses.

"Get out, Lucia, the Arcane Empire's tree is about to fall, and the most important thing you need to do now is get out of here as far as possible. Such...... In the future, it may be possible to leave an arcane seed for the Morian plane. Leave, listen to me, leave, Lucia......"

At last, the elderly arcanist burst into tears.