The advent of the Witch God clone, as the most influential event in the wizard plane, has a deep impact on the pattern of the entire world.

At this moment, I don't know how many cautious eyes were cast on the area where the Northland Witch was. Some small wizarding organizations that worship witch gods are excited to express their joy, and take the initiative to send people to the Northland witches' ruling area to ask for a meeting with the witch god to show their loyalty in person.

A few large wizarding organizations have only sent people to say that they are looking forward to His Excellency the Witch God, but it is not known what step they have promised in private.

However, in any case, on the bright side, a pattern of coordinating the entire clean-up operation has emerged. All wizarding organizations, large and small, will send their own elites to participate in this purge led by the witch god clone, and anyone who dares to disobey or disobey will be resisted by all wizards.

As a result, an overwhelming search net appeared in front of the intruders almost at the same time.

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The sky was like ink, and the rain was like a note.

Heaven and earth seemed to melt together at this moment, and everywhere there was a torrential downpour of rain, drowning the entire city of Oneros in a miserable mist.

Since the return of the endless sea of stars, Li Xun has unconsciously fallen in love with watching the rain scene.

Or quietly leaning against the narrow windows of the Arcane Tower, watching the small city loom in the water curtain; Or simply prop up the shield and fly alone at an altitude of 100 meters, sitting there cross-legged, silently watching the raindrops flutter on the transparent light mask, flowing and meandering on it.

Slender lightning bolts pierced the heavens and the earth slashed at his side, and the strong current left a burning mark in the air that could not be dissipated for a long time. The waterfall-like rain flowed down the head and face, and the rumbling thunder shook the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, he seemed to be completely cut off from the outside world. I can't accept it anymore, and I don't want to think about those bad things anymore.

With the efforts of everyone, it took three times as long for the dilapidated Arcane Tower of the Pioneer to barely return to the half-plane, and it can only be parked there for major repairs. A massive list of repair materials was on the table in his study, but he wasn't in the mood to glance at it.

The troops involved in the Demigod Campaign have all returned to their defense areas one after another, and although the losses are heavy, they have not exceeded the expected bottom limit. In addition to the somewhat heart-wrenching death of the 5 bone dragons, the newly promoted corpse witch leader Jacob and the dragon lich Uzel were also sacrificed, the ghost dragon Moros was severely injured, and the soul guard Hilgai's body was damaged.

Although he does not need to deal with these trivial matters one by one, there are enough subordinates to help him settle them, but the irritability caused by this is unavoidable. But Li Xun knew that what really upset him was not these visible losses, but the heterotopic battlefield far away at the ends of the earth.

Since several subordinates were thrown into the wizard plane, with the bridge of the plane being bridged, Li Xun's connection with them has been lost, and even the soul system, which has always been invincible, has not been able to contact them.

Looking at the few soul nodes in the soul system that had lost their vitality and turned gray, Li Xun's heart was like stuffing a handful of lit artemisia grass, messy, but he couldn't breathe.

It was because of his persistence that they rushed into the alien plane without stopping, and it was because of the needs of the cemetery that they broke into the enemy camp regardless of life and death. Are they alive or dead at this moment? Are you suffering from an enemy siege somewhere? Is the wolf bèi unbearable to escape the pursuit of the enemy?

Every idea is an ordeal, every thought is a judgment!

Although I think I am on the right path, are I really ready for the price I need to pay to get to the end of this path?

Thinking that he might never see them again in the future, and no longer be able to feel the pulse transmitted from their soul fire, Li Xun was silent.

Is that quiet and beautiful figure no longer visible? What was the last thing she said to herself? Have you ever said goodbye before you broke up?

Li Xun racked his brains to recall, and his head hurt even when he exerted his strength, but he still couldn't remember the scene of the last meeting.

A sense of guilt for sending his relatives and lovers into the meat grinder suddenly came to his heart, Li Xun's eyes gradually reddened, and a meaningless "ho-ho" howl came out of his mouth, tearing his collar and chest, trying to make his breathing easier. But all the efforts were in vain, and in the end it only turned into a heart-rending hiss!

In the depths of the dense mist a hundred meters away, Cialis stood in the rain with tears streaming down her face, quietly listening to the faint cry in the distance, letting the pouring rain hit her body and face.

Rain mixed with tears rolled down!

And the phantom girl who was far away from the alien plane also looked away from the book, and looked around suspiciously, but found nothing unusual.

"Strange, I just heard his cry. Could it be that I am delusional? Shaking her head in confusion, the ghost girl rubbed her brain, and continued to fight against those treacherous and obscure otherworldly words.

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In the same night, in the same heavy rain, the great blood mage Horus was desperately fleeing.

Compared to when he first came to the Alien Plane, his strength at this moment has recovered most of his strength, and the damage caused by the heavy space debris when he passed through the spatial rift is basically intact.

In the past few days, Horus has been hiding around a town, constantly sneaking in for blood food, and finally adjusted his state to the best state. Unfortunately, it was precisely because of his greed for blood that he became the first intruder to be embellished by the killing team.

In the town, after the killing team blocked it, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides.

This hunting team led by five high-level wizards almost encompasses all the well-known wizards in a radius of nearly 1,000 miles, and together they form this powerful team. Judging from the number of jù shown alone, they can completely crush the lone level 12 intruder at will.

It's a pity that war is never written and painted on paper.

Taking advantage of the town's terrain, the blood mage Horus relied on the cover of turning into a bat and blood mist to play a cat-and-mouse game with them. When the killing party gathers together, Horus flees and slaughters the townspeople on the outskirts to create panic, and once the killing team disperses to search, the cat-and-mouse game begins to be misplaced.

Horus roams between houses and miscellaneous objects, and whenever he catches a lone wizard, he will directly launch a brutal and wild attack. This was not expected by the other party, who was simply attacking the enemy without fear of casualties, as if he didn't care that the injuries on his body would affect his actions.

Attack the Wizard, kill or inflict heavy damage on the opponent, and then suck life. Relying on this method, Horus killed two mid-level wizards in a sneak attack, and successfully converted one of them into his own blood slave.

It's a pity that such a good situation is gone after another wizarding team arrives in a hurry, and there is no turning back.

It is a joint force that includes all wizarding organizations such as the Northland Witches, the Wizarding Guild, and the Silver Alliance. What's more, this is a hunting team led by 3 great wizards, and is directly led by His Excellency, a clone of the distant witch gods. So when such a force was embellished with blood mages, Horus had no choice but to flee without looking back.

When, under the cover of night and the pouring rain, could not escape the enemy's tracking, Horus knew that he was going to be unlucky.

Although the wizard he had transformed into was soon killed by the enemy, with the short time of enslavement, Horus still extracted a message from the memory of the wizard's blood slave that frightened him. There is even a prophecy in the priesthood of the high witch god.

Although it is not a complete prophetic priesthood, it also has the ability to perceive fate.

Destiny Perception is an ability that may not be very powerful in combat, but it can be used to find people or objects, especially for those things that are closely related to the fate of the caster.

So, with the tails that followed closely, the blood mage Horus turned around and plunged into the dense primeval jungle again.

Compared with the Crane Continent, the Wizarding World's resource exploitation and mining of the original plane is obviously still in a primitive state of confusion. The primeval forests and wild lands of the entire continent occupy most of them, and the places where humans can set foot are still surrounded by many dangerous creatures.

Since you can't get rid of the enemy, try to pull the enemy into an equally unfamiliar battlefield, this is the simple and simple idea of Horus.

The primeval jungle under the heavy rain is desolate and dangerous.

Bèi, the wolf of Horus, whose wings were injured by a sorcerer with a flaming arrow, ran through the muddy and slippery land. In order to avoid being detected by the trackers behind him, he did not give himself any spell protection, nor did he use any scrolls, and only used the incarnate bat's natural ability to quickly pass through the path of foliage and vines that could not lead to guò.

The pouring rain hit his body and cheeks, and the gorgeous noble robes on his body turned into wisps of rags. In order to prevent the wet and heavy undergarment from entangling his legs, Horus had torn off the lower half of the robe. Later, he simply ripped off even the remaining upper half, and for the first time relied on his body to resist the invasion of the outside world like a primitive warrior.

The rain blurred his eyes, the sound of brushing the world into a mist, and Horus stood still in a glade for a moment, and began to look back in the direction he had come.

Far away in the depths of the jungle, although the other party's voice could not be heard, the shield that radiated a faint elemental brilliance was still clearly distinguishable even through the cover of the heavy trees.

Damn, the enemy is still behind!

Cursing angrily, Horus narrowed his eyes, trying to discern the distribution of his enemies. A simple escape is not a good way, and finding the right time to turn around and take a bite is the most correct escape plan.

Just as he was looking back, a serpentine black shadow was slowly approaching not far at his feet.

When it was close enough, the black shadow suddenly flew out, and a lotus petal mouthpart the size of a bowl opened at the front end, and bit down fiercely at the head of the blood mage.

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