Mastan, who had been as calm as usual a moment ago, threw himself on the crystal ball like a naughty boy with a new toy, and sprang out his mouth with hungry eyes and thirst.

"My ...... It's mine...... It's all mine! It's my world...... You will never have a secret before me......"

"What do you do first?"

"By the way, I haven't seen Baby Anna in seven days, so let's take a look at her first!"

As Mastan muttered to himself, the scene inside the crystal ball kept changing, and soon froze into a misty room.

In a huge bath that is super luxurious and extravagant, a beautiful woman with a graceful and graceful figure is half-lying in it, gently splashing the steaming water on her body, and the mist is shrouded in the abundant and magnificent scenery.

At her side, several young maids in light veils were gently kneading her shoulders, one was smearing the impatiens juice from her fingernails, and the other was peeling grapes and carefully feeding them to her mouth......

The whole bathroom is full of spring and sultry.

"Hahahaha...... Anna beauty, after holding it for so long, you finally can't help but take a bath! Wow, this body, this skin, this waist...... Of all the Rank 4 witches, you're the most feminine......"

Just as Mastan was hiding alone on the top of the tower and peeping at the graceful witch with a smile, Anna, who was hiding in the secret room bathing and playing, suddenly raised her head, and the relaxed smile on her face suddenly turned into a vicious and fierce look.

As soon as she raised her hand, thousands of sharp water arrows splashed out of the pool, instantly shattering the magic eye that suddenly appeared in mid-air into a cloud of fragments.

"Damn Mastan, you bastard...... If you dare to peep at the old lady again, the old lady will definitely gouge out your eyes and step on the ball!"

Looking at the top of the tower, the scene inside the crystal ball shook violently, and a water arrow shot out from it, and instantly turned into a puddle of hot water, drenching Mastan into a soup chicken.

Instead of being annoyed by the 'enemy' so humiliated and playful, Mustan raised his arm and sniffed the aroma of the vapor, and a very distorted lewd smile appeared on his face.

"The bath water of the beauties is so fragrant...... Anna, you'll be mine sooner or later, and I'll get all your secrets. Hehe, next time I peep at you going to the toilet, and then take a photo to force you to comply...... ......"

"By the way, count the days, it's time for that chick in the Silver Alliance to go to bed, I'm just taking the opportunity to take a look at ......"

With that, Mastan smiled and threw himself in front of the crystal ball again, and began to frantically search for the special mark he had left in the river of fate.

The ever-changing scenes inside the crystal ball are either a well-guarded witchcraft chamber or a huge sea ship with ups and downs...... And the wizards who exist as the protagonists in it are either meditating, or copying books, or concentrating on witchcraft experiments...... They have different characters and locations, and their movements in the scene are also relaxed and casual, apparently unaware of Mastan's peeping!

Finally, with a red glow guiding it, the scene inside the crystal ball came to a silent pause, revealing a feminine wizard's abode. And in the center of the crystal ball, a beautiful witch with a good figure and posture was undressing loosely, as if preparing to go to bed.

"Helena, I've spied on so many witches, but when it comes to hip shape, the most beautiful thing is your ......" Mustan almost lay on the crystal ball, his long scarlet tongue sticking out of the elder, and kept licking the pair of beautiful female buttocks on the light curtain that were magnified several times through the screen.

"Little baby, I will definitely get you in my hands in the future!"

It seemed that Mastan's obscenity was too harsh, and most of the robes were taken off in the scene, and the beautiful witch who had just walked to the bedside turned her head sharply, and her eyes swept to all parts of the residence in disbelief.

But unfortunately, her rank is only 2nd, and she obviously can't discover the magic eye that Mustan has condensed with special means as quickly as the 4th Rank Anna Witch.

The young witch hurriedly pulled out an amulet from her underwear and clenched it tightly in her hand to call out a strange and awkward name. A moment later, the light and shadow in the dwelling floated, and an old woman suddenly emerged from the void and stood beside the young witch.

"Mistress Beatrice, that feeling is coming again......! I'm so scared!"

Seeing the old woman appear, the young witch hurriedly rushed to her and hugged her arm tightly.

"Hmph, it's the smell of Mastan again! Mastan, you've crossed the line, this is our Silver Alliance's territory. If you dare to peep at my disciples again, I will definitely go to the tower and expose your evil deeds to the public. Bastard, get the hell out of here......"

With the old woman's angry roar, an invisible energy barrier enveloped the entire abode, blocking the remote peep of the prophecy crystal.

From the Lookout Tower in the middle of the continent to the Sky City of the Silver Alliance, the straight-line distance between the two sides was as close as two or three hundred thousand miles, but this Mastam was able to project his own power in an instant with the terrifying ability of the Prophecy Crystal.

This also perfectly shows the terrifying nature of high-level prophets from one side!

For high-level prophets, except for a few places in this world that are guarded by the power of fate, the other regions are almost transparent to them.

Although they don't have the ability to kill people in the air or curse from a distance of 108,000 miles, these days and nights of peeping and never-ending probing are enough to force those shaky wizards into psychosis.

Especially those young witches with thin faces, the thought of an extremely perverted old wizard secretly observing them eating, sleeping, bathing, going to the toilet or having sex in various ways and from all angles, I am afraid that no one can endure such a horrible scene!

Interrupted by the Witch Beatrice, instead of feeling the slightest shame, Wizard Mastan viciously jumped to his feet in the distance and scolded: "Beatrice, you old beggar, aren't you so dissatisfied because you are too ugly and I didn't spy on you...... Hmph, next time I'll pick a time when you and the male pet are happy and sneak in to take a photo for you, I see that you still have the face to trouble me, don't you ......"

Cursing like a rough farmer for a long time, Mastan remembered his main task for the day.

"Damn, I can't mess around anymore! The energy of looking at the tower has been drained a lot, and if I don't show some results, that Domnar will definitely give me a look......" Thinking of the other party's ruthless methods, Mustan couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly pounced in front of the crystal ball again, and began to seriously and insidiously search for the legendary fire witch.

The legendary fire witch is inside the overlook tower, and even if his residence is guarded by layers of witch arrays, it is impossible to resist the tentacles of spiritual power that Mastan has quietly reached in through the long river of fate.

As Mastan fiddled with the crystal ball, the scenes inside jumped and flickered in the secret rooms and dwellings. Finally, in a well-guarded chamber, Mastan spotted the young fire witch.

It was a beautifully decorated witchcraft chamber, and the young fire witch sat at a wooden table, with a magic water mirror floating in front of him, as if he was communicating with someone in the distance.

"Hey, boy, I've got you! I'm going to show you what you're up to?"

Mustan sneered, rubbed the crystal ball in both hands, and began to slowly push the magic eye, trying to zoom in to see who the other party was contacting and what they were talking about.

But it was very strange, before the magic eye could get close to the other party, the scene inside the crystal ball shook for a while, and suddenly a large red cloud filled up, obscuring everything.

Instantly, the Prophecy Crystal lost its direct connection with the Magical Eye in the distance!

"Bastard, what's going on? Could it be that the fire witch has set up some guardian witch array?" Mastan roared angrily, "No way, my magic eye has the power of fate attached to it, and can penetrate most of the known protective witch arrays. This bastard...... How did he destroy my magic eye?"

"No, I'll try again!"

Apparently he had never seen anything so strange before, and angrily rubbed the Prophecy Crystal again, once again condensed a magical eye, and threw it into the abode of the legendary fire witch through the river of fate.

The scene reappeared, and the legendary fire witch was still sitting at the wooden table, whispering something to the magic water mirror, as if he was unaware of Mastan's temptation just now.

"Hey, it doesn't look like this wizard did it. Did I make a mistake?"

Maskan began to push the Eye of Magic with a look of surprise on his face, but just like last time, before he could get close to the legendary fire witch, the scene inside the crystal ball shook violently, red light flashed, and everything disappeared without a trace.

"Bastard...... Bastard...... Bastard ......"

Now Mastan is 100% sure that it is not a voyeur failure caused by his own operation error, but ...... It was the legendary fire witch who somehow destroyed his own magic eye.

Damn, what could that be?

Being able to destroy the Eye of Magic, which is guarded by the power of fate, that legendary fire witch's methods are really terrifying!

Could it be some kind of fire law that he mastered? Looking at the red glow that flashed before the Magic Eye was destroyed, it seemed to be a characteristic unique to the fire element...... But how did the wizard destroy the Eye of Magic without knowing it?

Since that wizard can't peep, let's peek into the hidden forces behind him!

The guardian of fate on his body seems to be the hands and feet of that little girl in the north, well, I'll just see what she's doing?

From various sources, Mastan had also heard of the beauty of the leader of the Witch of Fate.

For voyeuristic beauties, he has far more enthusiasm and persistence than ordinary people, and at this time, he can't help rubbing his hands and rubbing his prophecy crystal again.