"All of you are seeking your own deaths …"
The pair of eyes behind the giant metal hand that had opened the dark crack had clearly seen everything in the Netherworld Fire World. After a moment of silence and suppression, the Metal Destroyer revealed a cold will in the endless pressure that made the entire Netherworld Fire World tremble.
The people who looked up at the sky could not help but swallow hard at this moment, but at the same time, they could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
It was finally coming.
The only chance to survive in the midst of death!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The Electric Arc Thundercloud flower was surrounded by a lightning storm. Free Dandelion had gathered four avatars, and the old witch Wei Lide had no magic power. At this moment, around the summoning altar, the group of seven people gathered in the 22nd district of the Holy Tower of the Sorcerers World.
"Apart from this method, is there really no other way?"
Chalice Of Fire sucked on the Fat Cat's nipple and asked weakly.
At this moment, he was not as good as the two pseudo-stigmata sorcerers who had the support of the Mana Pool. He was afraid that this time, he would not be able to escape this disaster. His eyes were full of despair.
Whether it was the squeezing and tearing force of the unknown distant world group or the power of the Metal Destroyer personally coming to this fragile small world, it was not something that the Stigmata Sorcerer could face. Even because of his own life level, it was impossible to try to be like other low-level sorcerers, hiding like cockroaches and mice inside the world and praying for the blessing of fate.
Everyone faced it in silence.
Every sorcerer had more or less encountered some wandering evil gods in the expedition. The tragic experience of rootless duckweed was really sad. If there were other possibilities, no one would be willing to leave their own world.
The creeping traces of the Starry Sky Blood Shield on the altar were getting smaller and smaller. It seemed that this ruler in the distant world was summoned by the Rainbow Potion Rat in a special way. It also clearly sensed the destructive pressure outside the world and gradually began to shrink into the spatial door.
"Meow, the foreign evil god is the foreign evil god. There is still a chance as long as you are alive!"
After Fat Cat comforted herself loudly, there was a rumble, accompanied by a thunder-like shock in the sky, a pair of terrifying metal hands that could easily kill Grimm with a slap pressed on both sides of the world crack.
Crackle!
It was unknown how many tens of thousands of meters of the crack extended to the end of the world. It was as if the Netherworld Fire World had been split open. The World Veil's rules and electric arcs were boiling, resisting with all their might. However, it seemed to be of no use, only delaying it slightly.
"Hmph …"
There was a dull groan of pain.
The entire Northern Continent was shaking. Boulders slowly rose into the air and exploded into dust. Cracks opened up on the continent, seawater flowed in reverse, magma boiled, rivers dried up, mountains collapsed, and doomsday arcs of lightning and fireballs descended from the sky, igniting the ice and snow of the Northern Continent.
The core of the world that came from the deepest part of the earth resisted with all its might. The will of all living creatures in the entire Nether Fire World gathered. The Nether Fire World faced the fate of its imminent collapse and destruction. The power of the origin launched the most violent counterattack against the terrifying creature that had completely exceeded its limits, condensing the will of the entire world to fight back!
Beams of dark green hellfire rose from every corner of the world and gradually gathered into solid sawteeth of rules. They slashed at the pair of metal hands that were tearing open the black rift, causing the metal destroyer to groan in pain.
However, that was all there was to it!
The pair of metal hands still did not let go. On one hand, it resisted the healing of the tens of thousands of laws of the World Veil, while on the other hand, it withstood the attack of the power of the Nether Fire World's origin. The rift grew bigger and bigger.
Soon, the Nether Fire World would be completely exposed to this terrifying creature. Its clothes would be torn off, and it would be like a lamb that had not been weaned off its milk.
"What a pity …"
Grimm had activated his Elemental True Body of the Black Flame Giant. Both of his feet sunk into the ground. Under the substantial pressure coming from above his head, he was in a state of kneeling. He had to rely on the support of his Abyssal Staff to keep himself from kneeling. More than two hundred Infernal Bird Heads drooped their necks. They wanted to roar at the sky and never surrender. However, they could not even raise their heads due to the continuous impact of the high-intensity pressure.
Grimm's pity referred to the fact that the Nether Fire World was a small world.
If it was a medium-sized world with a stronger and thicker World Veil and the support of the laws of the origin, with the gathered power of this world's Magi, it was not impossible to fight. At least before the enemy army gained the upper hand, there was a high chance that they could delay indefinitely.
But now …
"Get ready!"
They had clearly sensed the critical point of the Nether Fire World's resistance. The apocalyptic flaming clouds were rolling. This was the appearance of the boiling elements.
The structure of the world's laws was severely damaged. The elemental forces that obeyed the laws were like the sand in a house that had lost its skeleton, and began to collapse.
One by one, the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had already begun to flee in the doomsday. The monster slave army crawled on the ground and trembled. Some of the lower-level slaves even began to curl up in pain. The condensed pressure was reaching its limit.
Above the sky, seven Void Fortresses floated quietly. As one of the two most elite Sorcerer Organizations in the Sorcerer World, Dawn Sages was still guarding the Battle Command of the Void Fortress, waiting for death to come.
"Roar!"
Crackle!
The sound of the World Veil's law arc being completely torn apart!
Poof, poof, poof, poof, poof, poof …
On the ground, tens of millions of low-level creature slaves below Level-1 died one after another. Countless Spirits of Nether Fire collapsed with a wail. The Prism Fortresses were like fireflies under the noon sun, about to be destroyed at any time. Within the range of the Dominator's pressure, any creature below Level-1 that was not initiated would only be dead.
"Now!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The destructive cannons of the seven Void Fortresses exploded. Taking advantage of the moment when the Metal Destroyer arrived, not only the other six Stigmata Sorcerers other than Grimm, a few Pseudo-Stigmata Sorcerers, some Demon-Hunter Great Sorcerers, and even the tyrannical monster slaves also desperately tried their best to escape into the portal of the altar.
It represented the hope of life.
At the same time, Grimm also activated the Space-Time Teleportation Sorcery. He could faintly feel the anxious urging of Little Eight in the distant space and time. The boiling magic that had long been stimulated erupted at this moment.
"Woo …"
An incredible squeezing and tearing force emerged in all directions. Millions of dandelion clothes gathered on the surface of Grimm's body. In a flash, it was still the same familiar scenery. Only the giant altar and the space-time rift in the altar gushed out a large amount of blood and dismembered corpses like a fountain. It was as cruel as hell.
Chilling fear, Grimm's heart turned cold. His tri-colored eyes revealed a panicked expression. His back was instantly covered in a layer of cold sweat. He did not even dare to raise his head to look at the gaze that he could clearly feel.
This sense of struggle and crisis …
Faintly, there was a familiar feeling. The research on the Key of Life that had been carried out all this time seemed to have a breakthrough at this moment.
The sound of the shackles of information breaking in the field of cellular genetics. The call of the body?
Swoosh …
However, what awaited Grimm was a beam of dazzling white light above his head, drowning everything.
The Free Dandelion Clothes and Grimm's body only struggled for a short moment in the white light before they were completely evaporated and all traces were erased.
Pairs of Nightmare Eyes peered at him. His body felt like it was being torn by countless ghostly claws. Tens of thousands of Nightmare Consciousnesses wanted to invade Grimm's body and drill into Grimm's body. The suffocating pain made time seem so long that Grimm almost thought he was dead.
He did not continue to study the direction of the Nightmare Wizard. Grimm's Power of Nightmare could no longer keep up with his life level. The ability to support the Immortal Body was getting weaker and weaker. Grimm's Spiritual Power dropped from 450 points all the way to the bottom!
Reality changed. Before he fainted, Grimm vaguely saw a metal robot more than ten meters tall with a stream of light picking up the golden Chalice Of Fire and a broken bag. There was a vast crater on the ground that was thousands of miles wide. The robot's eyes were looking at him in astonishment.
Following a spatial distortion, he could vaguely hear Little Eight's scream. It was pitch black …
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