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This is an extraordinarily beautiful sub-plane.

The entire surface of the plane occupies more than 4 percent of the land. This is also extremely rare among the many large and small planes as vast as the sea of stars. You must know that even if the main plane where the Crane Continent is located, all the land area together can only account for 30%.

This alone is enough to support more living beings. The number of people is undoubtedly the most basic parameter to measure the speed of development of a plane. If it weren't for the short time of the formation of the plane, I am afraid that the development potential of this "wizarding world" in the future would far exceed that of the main plane of the Crane Continent.

But that's how things go.

Whether a plane can grow up safely and smoothly requires not only sufficient foundation, but also excellent struggle and luck, and the latter is undoubtedly more important.

Luck can sometimes overwhelm one qiē other factors!

Wizarding World, November 27, 1173 in the Witch God calendar.

It was a peaceful and peaceful sunset dusk, the sky was covered with lilac sunset, and the mysterious continent that had been noisy for a day gradually fell silent.

But at the most beautiful and quiet moment of this continent, the sunset on the horizon turned unusually red, like a boundless flame burning in the sky.

The heavens, which had been fading, uncharacteristically brightened again, illuminating the vast expanse of the land, with its mountains, rivers, lakes, and forests.

The terrain of the mainland is meandering, with tall and undulating mountain ranges, some stretching for tens of thousands of kilometers, and some rugged and steep, with dangerous peaks. Scattered human villages, towns, large and small cities, and dotted with lakes and rivers reflect an extremely perfect human world.

But at this moment, which was destined to be remembered by all the people of the witch god, the world changed.

A strange clattering sound resounded between heaven and earth. A primeval forest near the west coast of this continent was already red at this moment, and the sky seemed to have been pierced by a red-hot torch that had suddenly pierced a huge hole, and a continuous sea of sourceless fire and flying silver snakes appeared in the sky.

Red clouds rolled like boiling blood.

Countless jungle beasts and herbivore beasts ran out of their nests in horror, silently staring at the burning sky and the dark shadow that was still slowly expanding in the middle of the sky.

Just in the huge dark shadow that the sky broke, seven small black dots flew out of the ground. These seven black dots seemed so insignificant compared to the huge shadow, but when they passed through the burning red sky, they looked so dazzling and hideous.

The seven black dots did not gather together, but were blown by the powerful void hurricane at the breach, and turned into meteors and flew to different corners of the world.

This kind of wonder of heaven and earth, which has never appeared in the wizarding world, has been directly witnessed by countless pairs of eyes, but very few can understand the meaning behind it, but Elkwin is definitely the best among those few people.

A gorgeous, silvery-white city sits in the northern foothills of a huge mountain range.

When there was a change in the heavens and the earth, many wizards with condensed and terrifying aura on their bodies came out of their habitats and floated above the city, sensing a qiē that happened in the distant sky.

While they were talking, on the open-air balcony of a dome palace, Elkwin, the legendary wizard of the Great Silver Alliance, was looking into the distance.

Seeing the layers of red clouds tumbling like a sea of blood, his forehead kept frowning, and his two snow-white long eyebrows were twisted together. When he saw the black meteors piercing the sky, piercing through the clouds, and falling into the distant land, his old and wise face became more and more solemn, and his mouth kept muttering "invader...... Intruder".

Picking up a handful of dirt from the ground, the legendary wizard Elkwin has quickly completed a prophetic sorcery. A yellow, illusory face condensed from the dirt and whispered a few words to him before dissipating into the air again.

Elkwin flicked the snake-eye ring on the tail finger of his left hand, and soon his order reached the wizards who were still unknown. So after a few moments, a group of male witches floating in the air began to fly towards the depths of the mountain range in the distance.

And beneath them, the huge, quiet city slowly came alive. Armed with torches and neatly armoured, human teams rushed out of the city with loud shouts, also heading towards the mountains in the distance.

Just now, one of the seven strange black meteors landed in the nearby mountains, and its approximate location has been locked by the legendary wizard Elkwin.

……

But now, thousands of miles away, on a huge cliff backed by a raging coast, a majestic wizard's tower stood.

This majestic seven-story wizard tower is now shining brightly, and the rainbow of elements that spill out of all the witchcraft circles when they are in full swing hangs on the tower, dressing it up like a bewitching woman standing in full costume.

In the central control hall at the core of the wizard tower, a pale old woman with a long staff in her hand and a rickety figure was muttering spells. Under the reflection of the brilliant flowing elemental light bands, the black cloth strip of the old woman's blindfolded eyes flickered and dimmed, looking eerie and treacherous, giving people a chilling feeling.

After a long time, the old woman finally stopped casting spells.

As the elemental torrent in the hall gradually dissipated, a hazy phantom slowly emerged in the corner of the hall.

"Your Excellency the Great Eye of the Northland, how should we deal with this invader?" A middle-aged witch who had just manifested bowed respectfully.

"Cheer up the witches near the Silent Forest, where two intruders have appeared. All members of the Northland Witches must send enough men to reinforce their companions in the Quiet Forest, in addition to guarding the local wizard tower. All the Legendary Witches will come to join me, and the Witch God will descend her clone to show us the way! ”

Known as the "Eye of the Northland", this old woman is clearly a legendary witch, her commands are concise and powerful, and her words and deeds are even more unquestionable with firmness and ruthlessness.

This solemn attitude was obviously somewhat unexpected by the middle-aged witch. After all, she had also initially sensed the danger of the invaders before she came, and she was only to the point of "a slight threat", so she was a little hesitant about the decisiveness and caution of the leader of the Northland witches.

"Natasha, don't be fooled by the surface of fate! The intensity of the invaders may not be great this time, but behind them, I saw endless killings and monstrous waves of blood. If there is a slight omission in this response, I am afraid that it will bring more turmoil to our wizarding world than I can imagine. ”

The middle-aged witch Natasha's heart sank, and she hurriedly bowed down, and then the phantom gradually dissipated.

The old woman sighed faintly, and with a long wooden staff that was longer than her height, she came to the narrow window facing the sea with a soft "knock knock". Looking up at the bright moon and sky dome that had slowly returned to normal, the Eye of the North Earth was rolling in his heart, just like the undulating and turbulent sea under his feet, and his mind kept recalling the strict order of the Witch God.

"The world is in chaos!" She thought silently.

In her sight, several wizard towers within a hundred miles lit up one after another, and transmitted this light to the distance one by one.

……

Far away in the middle of a continent, deep in a hidden crypt.

A group of treacherous figures in black robes gathered around a fire that was constantly extinguishing, arguing about something.

Due to the noise and chaos of the voices, it was not clear for a while that they were discussing the specific content of the dispute, but from time to time some sensational words would be roared out, such as "invader", "ruined the earth", "plague", "living dead", ......

Just as they were arguing, a black flame burst out from the crackling fire, and the entire cave was instantly enveloped in icy frost flowers and cold winds.

All the black-robed robes lowered their heads in unison and bowed respectfully to the black flame.

"Great Dark Witch Leader, show us the way! What should we do at this extraordinary time? A guy who was clearly prominent among the black-robed wizards asked aloud.

"Fellows, we have been driven by those vile and sinister White Wizards to this dark and damp underground cavern and live a hard life without seeing the light of day. Here, we have no resources, no materials, no delicious and warm food, no clean and tidy dwelling, and live a life of gophers, cavemen, goblins. So who is responsible for this qiē? ”

The voice flowing from the black flames was hoarse and low, but the demagogic and incendiary slogans were more than capable of impressing the dark wizards who were hiding in hiding.

Under the light of the beating fire, clusters of scarlet light lit up in the shadows of the hoods, and a hideous expression of resentment and madness appeared everywhere on the faintly visible pale face. Slogans such as "Kill back to the surface" and "Kill all the white wizards" were shouted hoarsely, and there was no trace of the glory and respect of the noble caster.

"This otherworldly demon invasion is our chance! While the hypocrites are busy strangling the invaders, we need to reclaim a piece of land on the surface that belongs to our Dark Wizards. That would be the kingdom of our dark wizards! "The dark wizard who is invisible in the black flames is obviously a veteran of playing with people's hearts, and just a few words have provoked the greatest desire of this group of dark wizards.

So, in the midst of the loud applause, the excited and inexplicable dark wizards swore an origin blood oath, swearing to follow the "black light" lord to the death and contribute their efforts to the re-emergence of the dark wizards.

It was night, and such scenes were staged one after another in all corners of the Wizarding World continent. From south to north, from east to west, whether it is the Northland Witch Organization in the north, the West Coast Wizard Organization Silver Alliance, or the loose wizard association on the East Coast, they all began to be affected by this inexplicable invasion of the other world, which also changed the pattern of the entire world.

And some of the dark wizard gangs that are full of the cracks between the major wizard forces are also ready to move, secretly brewing one evil expansion plan after another.

The world is really going to change!

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