Wizarding World, Northland Witch Territory.

Tower of Destiny.

A daily prayer ritual for fate has just ended, and dozens of Witches of Fate are exiting the astrological hall in an orderly manner. And Alice, as the host, still stands silently in the center of the Starlight Witch Array, feeling the power of her fate like raindrops.

"Teacher, you seem to have something on your mind today......" A crisp and sweet female voice came from behind, it was Lucia.

After many years, Lucia, who has the title of 'Daughter of Destiny', has grown from a girl to a beautiful girl. With a round face, a straight nose, thin lips, big eyes as bright as black grapes, and a youthful and hot posture, her beauty and delicacy are all vividly displayed.

However, it was strange that she was not covered with the starlight robes that the Witch of Destiny usually wore, but a simple arcane robe. However, in order to show her identity as an astrologer, she drew demonic lines representing the sun, moon and stars on the corners of her arcane robes.

Alice sighed and turned around, glanced Lucia up and down, and said quietly, "What, you still plan to take the Arcanist route?"

"Yes!" Lucia said softly, but the firmness in her brow was clear: "I firmly believe that only the arcane art that ......we have studied hard can represent the truth of the world!

"Power is power, is there a difference?" Alice's eyes were full of unconcealed pampering and appreciation.

"Yes! Fate can give us strength, and we can take it away. When fate no longer favors us, we will have nothing and become real waste. But arcane is different...... No one can take away the arcane that we've cultivated, no one!"

Alice sighed again, stretched out her hand and gently rubbed Lucia's silky and silky hair, and said distressedly: "Little girl, you must know that if you always hold this thought, your astrological level will never be able to step into the fourth order!

"I know, but I'd rather believe in the power I really have!" Lucia was young, but she already had the status of a third-order arcane and a third-order astrologer.

The profession of an arcian requires people to open their eyes to embrace the reality of the world and to reject all irrational and non-intellectual content, while an astrologer requires followers to close their eyes and devote themselves to the embrace of fate......

In essence, these two ranks are completely opposites, and it can even be said that they are incompatible!

But what is surprising is that they are perfectly integrated in Lucia!

"What are your plans for the future?" asked Alice, curious.

"I'm going to work hard to ascend and then go to the Abyss Realm......" Lucia said through gritted teeth.

"What are you doing in the Abyssal Realm, there are evil and ugly demonic creatures everywhere, and a beautiful woman like you will not be welcome!"

"I have to go there!" Lucia said solemnly, "because I've already inquired, many of the remaining Arcanists have fled into the Abyssal Realm, where they are struggling to survive. I...... I want to fight with them!"

Alice sighed again and said softly: "The demons of the Abyss Realm don't care if you have ideals or beliefs, they will only tear your flesh and eat your soul...... Those companions of yours have survived in the Abyss Realm for over two hundred years, are you sure they are still the same people?"

"I don't know! Maybe most of them have been tainted by the will of the abyss! but, even so, I want to see it...... Even if only one of my companions remains, I want to pull him out!" for some reason, when Lucia said this, a light of purity and purity appeared on her soft and smooth face.

"Then you should work hard! The identity of a third-order arcanist is definitely not enough, you must have at least a fifth-order strength to be qualified to go to the abyss realm. ”

"I know, so I'm going to work harder!"

"Now I finally understand what you believe in! You are not an unbeliever, but you do not believe in external things, but in your heart...... That's probably the biggest difference between you and me!"

"Teacher Alice, you ...... You feel so much today, are you missing that Grim again?" Lucia finally asked curiously.

Alice was still compassionate for a moment, and the identity creation of a kind elder immediately collapsed.

She glanced at Lucia angrily, and said hatefully: "Since you don't plan to become a witch of fate, don't call me teacher anymore, just call me sister!"

"So...... Sister Alice, were you missing Master Grimm just now?" Lucia obviously didn't intend to let the other party go on this issue, still smiling and asking.

"Ahem......" Alice sighed and took Lucia into her arms, "I don't miss him...... I'm worried about him!"

"Isn't missing and worrying the same thing?" said Lucia, who pulled her head out of her bosom, and asked, "Besides, that Grim heard that he mixed up quite well! Some time ago, he brought a lot of good things to that Mary from out of the territory...... Sister, aren't you angry that he didn't bring you a gift?"

Alice was overwhelmed by her trouble, and could only press her little head into her arms again.

"Ah...... Sister Alice, are you planning to suffocate me......? You seem to be a little bigger there!"

"Bad fellow, you're just as bad as he is now!" Alice's face immediately turned crimson, but was soon overshadowed by a deep sense of sorrow.

"Sister, what's on your mind?"

"This is the sorrow of us as a witch of fate!" Alice sighed more and more for some reason: "I saw fate and knew everything that was going to happen to my lover, but I couldn't say it." ”

Lucia was stunned.

This time she obediently did not ask, but listened silently.

She also has the identity of a third-order astrologer, so she naturally knows the taboo of the Witch of Fate. There are many things that cannot be declared, and once exported, they will form a disturbance with the known fate. At that time, there will be more unforeseen and uncontrollable tributaries and forks of fate.

So a lot of things, Alice is willing to say, can say, will say herself. And what she couldn't say, Lucia asked was harmful.

"Lucia, maybe you've made the right choice! The longer you walk on the road of fate, the more lonely you become. Even if you see the great horror that your lover's fate will go through, you can't say it or do something. ”

"If I don't say anything, if I don't do anything, maybe he can still have a chance to live. And I'm going to say, do it, maybe he won't even have this last shred of life......"

"I ...... I was really miserable and powerless...... I sometimes really, really hate this ability of myself...... Perhaps, if you are ignorant and don't know the arrangement of fate, you will be truly happy after spending every day happily!"

Alice finished her heart in one breath, hugged Lucia tightly, and the fluttering tears finally flowed down no longer hidden, wetting the other party's hair.

Lucia also sighed silently, and hugged more and more urgently.

…………

Fire Elemental Plane, Throne of Fire.

When the towering tower of the wizard's tower bloomed with dazzling and beautiful fluorescence, the ten miles of heaven and earth around the molten altar were no longer ownerless, but became the earthly abode of the crimson wizard Grim.

It stands to reason that entering the land of the fire elemental plane as a human wizard will inevitably cause a riot in the fire elemental plane, which in turn will attract the interference of high-level fire creatures.

However, Grim, who took the upper route, had a good relationship with several Flame Monarchs around him early, and cleaned up a few thorns near the territory one by one.

Therefore, when he raised his banner and demarcated his territory, instead of triggering a rebellion among the local flame natives, many royal envoys came here and there to congratulate him.

Naturally, it was impossible for the Flame Monarchs Zetas and Sanos to come in person, and they didn't bother to take care of Grim, an outsider. However, for the sake of the face of the Flame Lord Gromus, they still sent their own messengers and sent some gifts, even if they said hello.

After all, Grim was able to enter the fire elemental plane, and he still took the Groms route, so he was regarded by outsiders as the Groms series.

For this, Grim neither admits nor denies, but vaguely copes with the past!

No way, for the fire elemental plane, Grim is still an outsider after all. Although he has been connected with the plane consciousness here because of the world sacrifice, he is not a native creature of the fire element after all.

Therefore, tearing off the tiger skin to block the mouth of those natives is also a helpless thing!

However, fortunately, Grim's fire witch identity still fits the spatial environment here, which does not cause serious rejection of the local natives.

After the Flame Throne Witch Tower began to operate, Grim ended his days wandering or hosting under the fence, and finally had a 'home' of his own.

After successively dealing with some affairs in the wizarding world and Essoda's camp, he also took a serious retreat in the Flame Throne Witch Tower and began his next step of strength improvement.

The bite of the beast battle made him eat a bowl full of belly.

The fragments of Godhead were temporarily sealed, waiting for him to dig up the best way to use them. And a large amount of divinity was directly absorbed by it, part of it was used to improve the basic data of the body, and part of it was used to nourish the bloodline of the increasingly powerful star beasts.

And Grim's basic strength has also undergone earth-shaking changes in the precipitation day by day!