Tower of Destiny.

The Tower of Destiny, perched high in the Dragonbone Wilderness of the Northlands, has been shrouded in fog for a day and a night.

Since nightfall, the top of the Destiny Tower, which has always been silent and restrained, has been lit like a huge torch, revealing a dizzying and dazzling light, piercing through the fog and reaching the sky.

Inside the tower, many Witches of Fate gather in the Hall of Astrology, desperately pulling the power of the stars to show a lost wanderer in the distance the way home.

The Mist of Fate shrouded around the perimeter of the Tower of Destiny was obviously not the work of the Witch of Fate, and when the Dao Marker of Fate pierced through the sky and projected into a distant void somewhere, the Fog of Fate rolled and oscillated, and it had the meaning of reclosing and cutting off the pillar of light.

The mist and the pillar of light were mixed together, and the clouds and clouds over the Dragonbone Wilderness changed color and the waves were treacherous.

The two powerful forces of fate collided, entangled, and annihilated each other, forming fragments of fate and chaotic and disorderly whirlpools of fate that scattered everywhere, almost bringing catastrophe to the aborigines living in the Dragonbone Wasteland.

Even the Tower of Destiny had to hold up a force field to protect it from being destroyed in the head-on clash between the two forces of fate.

When the terrifying torrent of the power of fate surged in the sky, the will of the world, which had been sleeping quietly, pulsated suddenly, and shattered the power of foreign destiny imposed on his body with an incomparably strong will.

Just like suddenly pouring a basin of kerosene on the torch, the bright pillars of light projected by the Tower of Destiny suddenly brightened ten thousand times, turning into clusters of arrows of light that pierced the sky, and instantly dispersed the miserable white mist that shrouded it.

Above the plane void, a woman's angry and painful snort faintly sounded.

Immediately afterward, this external force of fate slowly withdrew from the Northlands, exited the wizarding world, and dissipated in the endless storm of energy tides.

Inside the Tower of Destiny, the heavily armed Alice opened her mouth violently, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, staining the prophecy scepter in her hand red. Her thin body shook a few times, but finally gritted her teeth and stood firm.

The elemental elf Helen fluttered anxiously beside her, constantly waving her little wand to bless her with one buff after another, which allowed Alice to barely survive the battle with another 'Witch of Destiny'.

Grim is still careless!

The one-time interdimensional teleportation array he obtained was originally from the hands of the fate witch 'Meisha', and how could he escape the interference of the other party if he wanted to use that teleportation array to return to the wizarding world. Instead, Grim chose the Tower of Destiny instead of the Flame Throne when he set up the plane marker, which gave Alice a chance to save his fate.

Maysa Witch attempted to use the power of fate to tamper with the teleportation array's final teleportation marker and teleport Grim somewhere extraterrestrial. And Alice used the collective power of the Witch of Destiny under her hands, with the help of astrological rituals, with the help of the prophecy scepter, and even borrowed a trace of the power of the long river of fate in the wizarding world, which used the space-time road marker to pull Grim back to the correct trajectory.

And the reckless behavior of the Witch Meisha has also triggered a backlash in the wizarding world, and it is conceivable that the first Witch of Destiny at this time is not necessarily much better than Alice.

After a full 31 hours of delay, when the milky white light in the teleportation array began to slowly fade, the figures of Grim and the other four people turned from virtual to real, and little by little became clearer.

As soon as the teleportation was completed, the three witches in the teleportation array fell to the ground in unison, retching and convulsing vigorously. Even Grim, whose physique was not weaker than that of a second-order body refining wizard, was dizzy for a long time, and only then moved out of the teleportation array step by step.

As a third-order wizard, Grim has experienced hundreds of teleportations, even if it is an ultra-long-range teleportation across planes, there will only be a time loss of two or three fingers at most, which will be like this time, the entire teleportation process lasted for 31 hours.

It's like being in the midst of the entanglement and intertwining of two huge forces of time and space, which is obviously an extremely short teleportation process, but it is forcibly stretched into a boundless space-time drift. Grim and the other four were wrapped up in it, which can be regarded as being tossed miserably.

If it weren't for the powerful witchcraft protection of the teleporters, I'm afraid that the tearing and stretching of the power of time and space alone would be enough to leave them with terrible injuries that will never be healed.

Waiting outside the teleportation array were Alice, Helen, and Xuefu who hurried over.

When they saw the three strange witches who were staggering in the teleportation array and had become foaming at the mouth, they couldn't help but raise their eyes to look at Grim.

"You're too risky this time! Knowing that the teleportation array is 'hers', you dare to use it casually. If I hadn't noticed it in time to bring you back, I'm afraid you'd be out of the realm by now, and you'd have gone to tea with 'her'!" Alice grumbled in a haggard whisper.

Grim also knew that he was reckless at this time.

This time the interdimensional teleportation was so difficult, he had already realized that it was not good. Now listening to Alice mention it, I completely understand the story behind the whole thing.

Seeing Alice so withered and mentally so depressed, Grim could fully imagine the fierce confrontation that took place between the two Witches of Destiny during that time.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry this time!" Grim stepped forward, gently grabbed Alice's waist, let her lean on him, and whispered an apology: "Somehow, I always feel that something is going to happen at home, so I am in a hurry to rush back......"

Alice blushed and reached out to nudge a few times to get out of Grim's embrace. It's a pity that her mental and physical exhaustion for a long time really can't lift up any strength, so the hands on Grim's chest don't look like pushing people, but like stroking something.

Grim smiled slightly, and kissed Alice's red lips as soon as he lowered his head.

Alice muttered, and was lost in the sweet kiss.

"Oh, it's going to be a needle's eye......" Little Helen quickly covered her eyes and bumped into her vigorously. The Ice Maiden Snow Lady reached out and grabbed Helen in her hand, and gently flicked her forehead with her fingers as punishment, and then put it on her shoulder to keep her elf Hannah company.

It took a long time for Grim to let go of Alice, whose face was flushed and already a little unsteady on his feet.

After another moment, calming her mind a little, Alice pointed to a few witches in the teleportation array and asked curiously, "Itarel...... Why did she come back with you?

Hearing Alice mention her mother's name, Xuefu, who was standing next to her, also pricked her ears.

"The teleportation quota is limited, so we can only let a few of us come back first. Grim explained simply: "Rena remains on the Enwick plane, helping the witches there to re-establish a permanent camp. We've even brought back a new wayway marker, and if we give it to the Witches of Deception, they should be able to bring back the rest of the witches. ”

With a strong sense of fate, Alice and Chev can sense that the story behind it can't be as simple as Grim said. But in front of outsiders, they don't have time to interrogate anything slowly.

At Xuefu's instructions, two elves flew up to the three witches, brandished their wands and unleashed magical rainbows that sank into their bodies, erasing the remnants of the power of time for them.

Itarel and the old poison woman are both third-order existences, and although their physique and spirit are inferior to Grim's, they also have a strong foundation. As soon as the chaotic power of time and space disappeared, they rubbed their heads and slowly climbed up from the floor.

That teleportation just now was absolutely not normal!

It's just an interdimensional teleportation, and it almost killed himself......

Itarel knew that there was something behind him, but in front of Alice and Grim, he really couldn't ask anything, so he could only show favor to the two of them.

As a Tier 3 Witch of Deception, Itarel also has a Witch Tower of her own in the Northlands. Whether it is his own strength or the power he belongs to, Itarel is not an ordinary person, otherwise Rena would not beg her to protect her.

"This time, I was able to escape from Enwick alive, but it was all thanks to the strength of Lord Grim. I've made a note of your situation, and when I return to the clan and report the situation there, I'll definitely make a special trip to visit your Witch Tower!" Itarel said to Grim sincerely, and then pulled another Rank 1 witch into the teleportation array and teleported directly back to his own tower.

Seeing that this third-order witch was so polite and humble to Grim of the same rank, Alice and Xuefu's mouths couldn't help but pout into an 'O' shape.

You know, most of the Northland witches are feminists, and they have never looked down on those who are not as powerful as themselves. Itarel is also a witch tower master, second only to the two fourth-order witches in the strength of the fraud witches, and usually does not lie to the male witch, but at the moment he calls Grim 'Lord'......

The two women couldn't help but secretly wonder what had happened in that distant Envik plane that made each other so cautious and humble. Looking at this attitude, he treats Grim as a fourth-order wizard!

Alice couldn't help but look at Grim again in confusion, although the aura on his body was obscure and mysterious, and he couldn't see through the specific reality and reality, but the soul level was definitely the third order.

As if seeing the doubts of the two girls, Grim smiled indifferently and said in a low voice: "Don't use your brain, if you want to know, I'll find time to tell you slowly!"

Alice could only nod sullenly, and then her eyes fell on the only remaining old poisonous woman.

3rd ...... A Rank 3 Witch......

But this aura on the other party's body is too weird!

Why do you always have a feeling that this guy who seems to be non-human and non-strange, who seems to be strange and has a vague soul connection with Grim. Indenture...... That's right, it's the taste of the soul contract!

She ...... Is it a level 3 witch that you forcibly enslaved?" Alice asked in shock.

Grim is not a soul wizard, nor is he a psychic warlock, so he shouldn't have this ability to catch people as slaves, right? Besides, what kind of soul contract can have such a strong binding force?

"It's not me, it's it!" Grim shrugged slightly, raising his hand to release the plague spirit Remy.

Alice looked at another strange third-order figure that appeared out of thin air, and her little face couldn't help but twitch a little.

Damn, how is it another 3rd order ......