As soon as the flame tiger Sindar left, the debris in the crater that had completely collapsed was scattered, and a tall figure staggered out, and there seemed to be something dragging behind it.

Grim glanced at it, only to realize that the elemental magic weapon was close to the edge of scrapping, and his entire body was in tatters, and there were shocking paw prints and scratches everywhere. The protective armor of many important parts was close to being destroyed, and the inner core witch array was exposed in front of people.

And the one dragging in its right hand is the even more miserable image of the knife Ji Katie.

The other party was like a leaked rag bag at the moment, dragged out of the rubble pile like a dead dog by the elemental magic weapon with a few metal tentacles extending from its back.

I have to say that the 3rd order mechanical wizard is indeed hard enough. Even if he was injured like this, he still didn't die completely, and there was still a faint breath of life left inside his body.

Grim casually condensed a furious fireball in his hand and planned to completely destroy the mechanical witch who had been entangled with him for the longest time, but after his eyes swept over the strange mechanical skeleton exposed on the opponent's abdomen, he hesitated for a moment, and then threw the fireball somewhere in the distance.

With a violent roar of flames, the Silver Knight, who was barely struggling to escape from the sand and mudslide and gushing magma, was killed on the spot by this furious fireball before he could see the situation in the arena.

A moment later, a milky white light carried the Silver Knight's remaining soul and sank into the new Soul Gathering Crystal on Grim's waist.

At this moment, in the distant jungle, the branches and leaves trembled, and a large number of strange creatures of strange shapes rushed out of the depths of the dense forest, and stopped at the edge of the magma field where the embers were still burning. Then, they split up, revealing a terrifying beast with a huge body and a hideous and ugly face.

And the plague spirit Remy stood high on the back of the giant beast, and proudly passed through the ranks of the plague beasts under him.

For what Remy has done over the years, Grim can only know a little about it through soul contact, and at this time, the two sides are no longer barrier-free, and they immediately understand everything that the other party has done.

Grim may not have cared about anything else, but he was caught by the strange figure behind Remy.

There was no way, the other plague beasts all surrendered honestly in front of Remy like a terrified people, only this guy stood quietly behind Remy, enjoying the glory of riding with him.

It was a humanoid monster only about 1.5 meters tall, and the skin all over its body had ulcerated and suppurated, covered with sticky and disgusting bodily fluids. In appearance, it is almost a skinned human female, and the pair of black cloth bag-style shriveled breast* rooms on the chest identify 'her' gender.

Festering skin, sticky bodily fluids, dark red flesh leaking out, horrible hollowed nostrils, horrific scarlet eyes, and hands and feet with sharp, sharp fingers and claws...... 'she' may have once been a human woman, but now she's a true monster.

Even though the monster had been transformed beyond recognition, Grim was able to identify her by the familiar silhouette of her face.

Old Poison Woman Gwyna Vale......

No, the old poisonous woman Gwynaville had completely disappeared, and the only thing that continued to survive in her conscious personality was a third-order plague creature that obeyed Remy's orders. Moreover, from its active spiritual consciousness and elemental fluctuations, it can be seen that this is still a high-level plague beast with independent consciousness.

Gwynaville is also a third-order intermediate poison wizard, but she accidentally fell into this remote wilderness in the otherworldly plane. Not only did he lose his dignity as a wizard, but he also became a walking corpse who obeyed the orders of others.

This kind of change in the world's different circumstances, even Grim sighs every time he thinks about it!

However, Grim has nothing to regret about what happened to the old poisonous woman. After all, the two camps are different, and once they fall into the hands of the other party, I am afraid that the terrible result will be even more unbearable.

Leaving the Plague Legion at the edge of the dense forest in the distance, Remy rode the transformed 'Old Poison Woman' to Grim's side on a massive plague beast and threw over a storage ring.

This is the ring that the old poison woman originally wore, and now it naturally fell into Remy's hands.

Grim scanned and sensed it, picked out some rare and strange items and transferred them to his storage ring, leaving the rest untouched and re-throwing them to Remy.

Remy is now able to lead the way on his own and needs a large storage container, and this storage ring comes at the right time.

As Grim's soul weapon, Remy's existence is also so peculiar.

Grim can either take it back to its soul source and use it as a powerful plague-based witchcraft, or let it move around on its own, free to develop as it pleases. And it can be seen from the several strange abilities that Remy has evolved now that it is indeed suitable for independent development.

After all, Grim didn't know anything about the so-called plague, and it was difficult to guide it additionally, so it seemed better to think of it as a second doppelganger who did his bidding.

As soon as the matter here was over, as soon as Grim withdrew from the transformation state, as his physique decreased, the hidden dangers lurking on his body attacked alternately, making him can't help but howl in pain.

Grim pulled back the cloth robe on his body, and could clearly see that his tall and muscular body was covered with dense scars and wounds, most of which were wrapped with strange energy stars that were black, gray, or purple.

Whenever the wound heals and disappears quickly with the support of the super high physique, these starlights will crackle and burst, tearing the wound that has just healed open and tearing it apart again. Without dispelling them little by little, it is almost delusional to want to restore the wounds on the surface of the body with the power of the flesh alone.

In addition to the superficial trauma, Grim's internal organs are infested with all kinds of curses and exotic toxins. If it weren't for the fact that they were not able to invade vital organs such as the heart, brain, spine, and alveoli, I am afraid that Grim would have been unable to stand up on his own.

It's time to find a place to take a break!

The volcano was now in ruins, and the crater had been blown apart, and the crumbling volcanic rock poured down, burying the lava fire pool under the thick pile of rubble. The energy inside the volcano had long since been poured out, and there was no longer the wildness and tyranny it had before, except for gray plumes of smoke that spilled out of the cracks in the rocks, staining the sky above the volcano into a bleak gray-white.

After a terrible battle, it is clear that this place is no longer suitable for further residence.

Moreover, the fact that he had just killed a second-order Silver Knight in the crater fully showed that those paladins had extended their tentacles here.

It's not safe anymore!

Grim put away his elemental weapons and followed Remy, fleeing into the jungle under the protection of the plague beasts, and groped towards one of the lairs that the latter had secretly placed in the forest.

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Everything that happens on the Enwick plane is under the watchful eye of the two Witches of Destiny at all times.

When they each get news from afar in their own way, they are naturally different in their joy or anger.

How the mysterious first Witch of Destiny would be angry, Alice naturally did not know. But how happy she was in her heart, she was very sure.

The fog of fate shrouded in the divination crystal has dissipated for the most part, revealing the trajectory of fate that indicates that Grim will return smoothly in the near future. For this reason, Alice held a special prayer ceremony, and once again sent a blessing of fate to Grim with the power of the small artifact Prophecy Scepter.

There was no way, although Alice knew that her 'meager strength' could not be compared to that great witch of Maysa, and she could not dissolve the doom power that the other party had blessed Grim. However, through this method, after all, it can still help Grim offset the impact of some of the power of doom.

Otherwise, under the full curse of a great witch, even the slightest chance of bad luck falling on Grim's head will become something that will most likely happen.

The Witches of Fate may not be able to just curse a person to death, but they can definitely make a guy unlucky!

Don't look at that wizard who is rampant in the Enwick plane, invincible, seemingly majestic, and invincible. But once you fall into the whirlpool of bad luck, bad luck will happen every minute. It's still a trivial matter to go out and meet a ghost, but it's not a trivial matter to go out and meet a Tier 4 Holy Knight!

It takes a lot of the power of fate to inject the power of fate into the Envik plane from the distant extraterrestrial star sea, so as to faintly change the course of the world in that plane, and then push something to happen 'inevitable'. Moreover, the dimensional consciousness of the Enwick plane itself does not allow an outsider to interfere in the operation of its internal system, and the two forces are holding each other, which makes the originally clear and clear trajectory of fate more and more chaotic.

A small plane of origin consciousness, a powerful witch of fate, and a weak Alice who is still gritting her teeth...... The originally peaceful and smooth trajectory of fate has completely detached itself from the original trajectory under the pull and distortion of the three forces, and it has rumbled towards a direction that no one can control and predict......

And the only thing Alice can do now is to try to enhance Grim's personal luck.

Anyway, no matter where the train of fate goes, the more powerful the guy, the more able he will be able to control the disorder and chaos!

And this chaos is reflected in the Enwick plane, that is, when Grim and Remy are running through the dense forest with many plague beasts, they are only separated by a small river in the other direction, and two powerful fourth-order holy knights are desperately rushing to the Gangsas Volcano with a large group of paladins.

Guided by chaotic fate, this powerful team of paladins had tried to cross the river countless times to come this time, but they all gave up inexplicably for one reason or another.

As a result, under the arrangement of the force of fate, two teams belonging to different camps passed by a river, missing the key node of their final fate to change the outcome of their fate......