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The phantom was wrapped in a thick black crystal armor, silently sensing the movement of the mirror image in the distance.

Before the clone maintained by the Mirror Scroll was completely destroyed, some subtle and esoteric elemental information had already been transmitted back through the air. However, at this moment, it is not just a mirror doppelganger who maintains a connection with the ghost girl. Tens of thousands of miles away, the death prophet Falina, in an underground cavern, and Karthas, far away in the depths of a hidden forest in the middle of the wizarding continent, are all carrying out crazy blood sacrifices.

Falina was in an abandoned mine excavated by the gnomes underground, and the deformed bodies of the gnomes could be seen everywhere on the bloody and terrifying white bone altar, and the thick blood almost completely smeared the altar. The thick aura of death extracted from the ground permeated every tunnel around the mine, and there was a sharp chirp everywhere.

In the past ten days, it is precisely because of Farina's continuous chanting and spell casting that the Yin Spirit** has been able to perfectly block all the whereabouts of the phantom. Otherwise, with the prophetic priesthood of the witch god and the great divination of the Eye of the Northland, how could they allow the invaders to run rampant on the territory of the Northland witches.

And in the depths of a dense forest thousands of miles away, in a glade, a terrible cauldron of plague was boiling and boiling on the fire. The soup is a mess of filthy flesh and blood, from the skulls of humans to the eyes of demons to the sharp fangs of demonic beasts, almost all living creatures that can be found within a radius of a hundred miles can be found in the pot.

Yellow-green smoke continued to rise from the cauldron of plague, drifting close to the treetops and no longer spreading, gathering there to form a large cloud of colorful and terrible poison. All the ancient trees shrouded in poisonous clouds, the green began to fade, the branches and leaves began to wither, and only the skinny branches were exposed, which looked like demons constantly dancing in the wind.

The elemental information collected by the ghost mirror image before its demise was transmitted to Karthas in time through the transfer of the ghost girl. With his sensitivity to the soul, Karthhas successfully stripped out part of the soul breath of the witch god's clone from it.

So the next moment, the Cauldron of Plague was in full swing. Karthas, who has successfully advanced to level 20, has taken his talent for soul curses to the extreme, frantically transmitting vicious curses to the "target" in the depths of the darkness through the power of rules.

Vicious and wicked blasphemous words murmured from Karthas's mouth, mingled into the filthy flesh and stew, and through the curse amplification of the plague cauldron, it turned into a terrible curse power, sweeping away the soul of some ethereal target in the distance.

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A beautiful secret chamber on the seventh floor of the Wizard's Tower.

A thin-faced, gray-haired old man was sitting alone at his desk flipping through a book, his every move in a leisurely silence with an indescribable rhythmic beauty.

But when his mind was immersed in the precious knowledge of the ancient fragments, an inexplicable palpitation touched his soul.

"Huh? There's something big about the Wizarding Continent that involves itself! But why can't he get further information about his fate from this sense? Could it be that there is another person in this world who can interfere with fate? ”

With a strong sense of unease, the doppelganger of the witch god suddenly stood up and paced quickly in front of the desk.

Since I have such a strong feeling, it means that something unfavorable to me is happening. However, the prophetic priesthood only warned itself of danger from the underworld, but there were no images of fate or scenes for reference, so that he could not predict the source and method of danger in advance.

Where does the danger come from?

He is in the most heavily protected wizard tower in the wizarding continent, who else can run here and bring danger to himself? With the 5 legendary guardians of the Northland Witches, will it still be possible for people to get in?

Wait a minute...... In the past two days, the Eye of the North has asked for her help in making several simulacrums of witches that can be hidden from all mortal perceptions, saying that they are used to lure intruders into the bait. Could it be that the danger you perceive has something to do with it?

Just when he was in shock, the alarm bell sounded in the wizard tower, and the legendary witch Shajia, who was sitting in the central control hall, even heard a warning of the danger of enemy invasion in the air.

Enemy invasion? It's the otherworldly invader! Queen of Shadows!

As soon as his mind turned to this point, the witch god's clone snorted violently, and a wave of boredom and irritability that far exceeded the previous ones surged into his heart, making him want to tear off his clothes and yell well.

Although thousands of years of comfortable life had made him almost forget how to fight people, his strong mental tenacity was enough for him to wake up in time. I've been attacked!

This is an ultra-long-range spell attack that spans far and wide space, and is primarily a curse transmitted through the rules level. After figuring this out, the witch god clone was even more dazed.

Such a strange way of attacking simply subverted his perception of the rules for thousands of years. Is it possible to pass attacks at the rule level? So how did the enemy get his soul breath?

There was no time to solve the doubts, and a new attack was coming.

The witch god clone roared wildly, and his empty hands stretched out slightly, and the projections of two artifacts simulated purely by divine power began to manifest in his hands. A staff of witchcraft and a scroll symbolize the wizard and the knowledge respectively, which is also the main priesthood he received when he was canonized.

The projection of these two artifacts is also projected together by the witch god body when it descends the clone, which can exert the strength of the original artifact by nearly 3 percent, and it is also a big help for the witch god clone.

The witch god clone had just finished arming himself, and an inexplicable palpitation made him smack the long staff in his left hand, and an instantaneous divine power shield firmly protected him inside. At the same time as the shield appeared, a lightless dagger without any elemental fluctuations slashed in front of him, wiping the shield with sparks in all directions.

The witch god clone gasped.

If he hadn't absolutely trusted his instincts and started to defend at the same time as he sensed something was wrong, otherwise as long as he hesitated a little, he would no longer be able to dodge the throat wipe just now. Although he was a body of divine power, the so-called vital point of mortals no longer meant anything to him. But the other party's attack was so weird, it was hard to guarantee that it was not mixed with any disgusting dead attributes, so the witch god clone really didn't want to be contaminated by that dagger.

"Mortal, even with your inferior weapon, you want to harm the body of great divine power? Don't be delusional. With this divine shield alone, it is not something that you can break by an undead. Let's get caught! As long as you can help destroy the other invaders, I can promise to help you reshape yourself and make you my Holy Spirit warrior......"

The witch god clone quickly looked around and persuaded in a deep voice.

To be honest, these undead who invaded his plane were really a top elite and difficult to deal with. Each of them possessed a great magical ability, far more courageous than the Holy Spirit he had gathered in the kingdom of God. So what he said was not all lies, and it also contained a lot of sincerity.

But after the words were spoken, there was no movement in the secret room, and even the dagger that suddenly appeared disappeared again, and there was no trace of it.

"Detective", "Mana Sense", and "True Vision" are used in turns, and even several witchcraft to detect invisible creatures and undead creatures are used, but they still can't find any trace of the enemy. It wasn't until he used the "Divine Power Vision" at the expense of his divine power that a vague and illusory figure was captured by him.

It was a humanoid phantom shrouded in mysterious black hedrons, standing in a corner of the secret room, one finger cocked at him, apparently silently casting a spell.

Does this shadow creature cast spells?

Although some don't believe it, but in such a weird and dangerous battlefield of life and death, the witch god clone doesn't dare to be careless. The scroll in his right hand was raised in front of him, and the pages of the scroll were automatically turned over, directly locating the page where the witchcraft he wanted to perform was located.

The divine power surged, infused into the ancient scrolls, and there was no need to cast spells or prepare spell casting materials, and a powerful sorcery up to the ninth order was launched and shot at that mysterious opponent.

"Scorching Waterfall".

Fire 9th order sorcery, which uses pure fire elements to inflict the most primitive magical energy damage on the target. Unless the target has Fire Immunity, they will always take heavy Fire damage.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, the mysterious woman in black armor didn't care about completing the spell in her hand again, and with a flash of jump, she was out of the attack range of the Scorching Waterfall. The scorching waterfall slammed into the walls of the chamber, quickly eroding a huge hole there, revealing the corridors outside.

For the failure of the attack, the witch god clone did not have half regrets, but was quite happy.

Somehow, his spiritual connection with several legendary witches in this wizarding tower was inexplicably disturbed, and the outside world was unaware of his attack. Otherwise, the legendary witch who was guarding the nearby side would not have been silent until now.

And the witchcraft of "accidental deviation" directly poked a big hole in the secret room, and now those legendary witches should know that the situation here is not right.

A strange ghostly howl suddenly resounded in the chamber. Thousands of noisy and chaotic chirps and laughter came and went, as if countless invisible ghost female ghosts were circling in the secret room, and the sharp and piercing sound made the witch god clone frown.

Just when he was stunned, he ...... More than a dozen spark-strewn scratches suddenly appeared on the shield of divine power. However, the divine power shield only returned to its original state with only a slight ripple, and it was as smooth as a mirror, leaving no damage or traces at all.

The mysterious black-armored girl circled around the witch god's clone at high speed with extraordinary agility, and the moon wheel and the lightless dagger in her hand kept attacking this seemingly thin divine power shield.

It's a pity that the Divine Power Shield is worthy of being the most practical protective magic technique of the gods. As long as one's own divine power is not lacking, and the opponent's attack cannot reach a certain threshold, this divine power shield is almost indestructible. There is no high-level cleavage or high-level dispel, and only the accumulation of low attack power is simply delusional to break the divine power shield.

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