Little Eight went back and forth between the Void Mothership and the Corpse Refinery Altar every day.
Grimm, who had left the Sorcerers World group, temporarily escaped the tense atmosphere within the Sorcerer Coalition that was about to erupt. He carried out the final sprint experiment before the Civilization War, hoping to control his destiny in the war with greater strength, so that he would not become one of the cannon fodder that the tyrannical World Lords and even the Dominators could casually kill.
After a few months of busy experiments, the slightly irritated and bored Grimm left the Void Mothership and dove into the Seething Sea.
"Are there any changes?"
Grimm asked Little Eight and Ye Ye who were standing guard outside the altar.
"Caw caw caw, get closer and feel it for yourself!"
Little Eight seemed to be in a good mood.
Beneath the Mask of Truth, Grimm's tri-colored eyes gazed into the altar. The giant egg that was more than two hundred meters tall was burning in black flames. The solid shell of the egg's basic structure of dots and lines seemed to be woven from the finest hexagonal crystals.
The so-called black flames were just the surface.
The magma on the eggshell maintained the most basic burning law, with varying degrees of intensity. The degree of attack jumped between 2400 to 6600, causing chaos in the surrounding elemental vortex, constantly canceling out the Seething Sea. The fire elements, however, seemed to be endless.
At this moment, Grimm's Mask of Truth sensed the inside of the eggshell through the surface.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle …
First, the first thing he felt was a majestic life filled with vigor. The powerful heartbeat seemed to be rewinding beside his ears, and a sense of familiarity arose spontaneously.
This was the blood connection of the little finger that was sacrificed.
The inside of the eggshell was filled with fire elements that were more than ten times stronger than the surface!
As such, after passing through the three layers of fire on the surface, the crystalline mysterious eggshell, and the high-purity fire inside, even Grimm's Mask of Truth could faintly sense a crystal core that triggered the mysterious power of the Darkness Pool, and nothing else.
He was completely clueless about this new biological form.
However, since it was such a giant egg, no matter what hatched, it would definitely grow into a transcendent being, and have some of the Octaceous Serpent's inheritance.
"Not bad, looks like it'll hatch in the next few years."
Grimm stretched out his right hand and dipped it into the flames on the surface of the eggshell. The flames melded perfectly, and after curiously observing them for a while, he casually extinguished them.
"Gagaga, Xiaowan, come out quickly. Daddy misses you so much …"
Shaking his head and smiling, Grimm left the Seething Sea and was about to fly back to the Void Mothership when a faint but strange will passed through the surface of the Parasitic Spore World. Like a neon light, it was captured by the World Eye on Grimm's Mask of Truth.
He had once again developed a strange new ability of the Eyes of the World.
"Mighty existence from a foreign world, following the ancient Silver Lamp Summoning Technique, please accept my Silver Lamp Summoning Technique and complete the secret technique contract."
While Grimm was stunned, a small piece of mixed soul information mixed with some unknown mysterious power formed a weak dimensional vortex.
"Uh, a communication request from a foreign world?"
Grimm stood in front of the Void Mothership, curling his lips as he looked at the faint dimensional vortex above his head.
"It's really too weak."
Just as he was about to reject the foreign world's communication request and wipe away the dimensional vortex, Grimm's attention was attracted by the faint mithril presence coming from the dimensional vortex. Grimm stopped what he was doing.
"Looks like it's a world rich in mithril. Forget it, let's take a look."
With that thought, a strand of Grimm's will of soul ruled over the power of destruction, distorting light from all directions as it flew towards the dimensional vortex. As the dimensional vortex was too small, Grimm's main body had no choice but to expend large amounts of mana to maintain and expand the dimensional vortex, his will descending upon this unknown world.
Huff, huff, huff …
The narrow altar simply could not bear the burden of Grimm's will of soul, shattering incessantly. Hearing the faint sound of heavy breathing, Grimm's will of soul looked over. It was a four-armed green-skinned humanoid creature with only 27 HP, hunched and almost prostrated on the ground under his own aura, its eyes filled with disbelief and delight amidst fear.
Too …
Too powerful!
Even the most powerful creature he had ever communicated with could not compare to a tenth of this terrifying will of life that was distorting light from all directions!
"Petty existence, consider yourself lucky to be able to communicate with the great Wizard of Destruction. Speak, what do you want?"
Grimm curiously looked at the altar that was a hundred meters under his feet, the silver flames burning on the supporting altar. It seemed that the creatures of this world had the ability to use mithril to stimulate some kind of mysterious power. It was a small discovery.
A four-armed green-skinned gnome slave raised his head and looked at the shattering altar with a pained expression. "Great Wizard of Annihilation, I beg you to descend upon this world and help me kill a powerful Lantern Summoner!"
Saying that, the four-armed green-skinned dwarf took out a jar and poured out the blood inside, forming the image of another dwarf with silver flames.
The dwarf's eyes widened, unable to contain his desire.
"Descend into the past? Hmph, this summoning spell of yours is not even one-tenth of the energy of my avatar. "
Grimm mocked in boredom, waved his hand, and dispelled the silver flames formed by the dwarf's unknown ability. After obtaining the enemy's blood, Grimm carefully felt it.
"Just a level-2 creature."
Feeling a little bored, Grimm said in a low voice, "I agree to your request, the condition is a ton of mithril and the way to stimulate the mithril flames. This is my token."
Grimm threw a crystal ball under the altar and rolled to the side of the four-armed green-skinned dwarf. After hearing the conditions, the dwarf did not hesitate and said happily, "No problem!"
Oh!?
This made Grimm a little surprised.
He thought that it would take this little guy a few decades, or even a few hundred years to meet his conditions. A ton of mithril was not a small amount, not to mention that it was such a weak creature. He did not expect that the mithril reserves in this world was more than he had imagined.
After a snort, Grimm added, "Also, remember to triple the size of the altar the next time you summon."
After saying that, Grimm's Will of Annihilation dissipated, and the altar under his feet also shattered with a bang, scaring the humanoid creature into hurriedly summoning a wisp of mithril flames.
"That's great, that's great! Haluzzak, let's see you fight me again with your eyes! "
The Silver Lamp Summoner roared, his four arms holding the crystal ball left by Grimm high, his excitement indescribable.
…
The Parasite Spore World.
A mere level-2 creature was not worth Grimm's time to cross worlds. Almost as soon as the summoning communication ended, Grimm moved his mind, and Little Eight appeared on his shoulder.
"What?"
Grimm opened his hand, and some green blood appeared in the Space Cage.
"Keep this life information, and after some time, help me cast a curse across worlds. It's a level-2 creature."
"Oh."
It was an insignificant interlude, and neither Grimm nor Little Eight cared.
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