"Enemy of the Sorcerers?"
Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm muttered in confusion. Wasn't the Metal Destroyer Civilization the enemy of the Sorcerers?
The Elven King was obviously not referring to the Metal Destroyer Civilization. Could it be some other unknown enemy? It couldn't be the Abyss Civilization, could it?
In the midst of his confusion, Grimm's tri-colored eyes under the Mask of Truth suddenly jumped and looked in another direction. Another Evil God was gradually approaching from afar. He did not know who it was. Under the watchful eyes of the Elven King and his personal guards, Grimm's Bone Spike Troll disappeared in a puff of black smoke, leaving only the moon in its place.
"I'll return this little guy to you. Pass on my apology to the owner of this summoning compass."
…
A few hourglasses later.
"Hmph, it's you?"
The King of Fighters, Tebiz, arrived at the camp. After discovering that it was Grimm, his voice was a little cold. Fortunately, they were in the midst of a foreign invasion, so they didn't fight each other as they had in the Evil God Paradise.
"King of Fighters, why have you brought your army here? The Elven King is just ahead. "
Grimm smiled coldly and pointed at Tutu of the River of Spirits, his voice somewhat mocking.
"You don't want it?"
Outside the tent, two large groups of Piguans met. The entire mountain was in chaos, and they were all excited to invade and plunder. Inside the tent, the King of Fighters, Tebiz, frowned slightly under his bamboo hat, obviously suspicious of Grimm's behavior.
"Hahaha, my Lord Bone King eats meat. He doesn't like grass and flowers."
Little Eight stood on Grimm's shoulder and laughed. Although she didn't know what the Sorcerers World had set up in the Evil God Paradise in order to establish a foothold here, these Evil Gods probably didn't have a way out.
These Evil Gods who had been invading for years would never have thought that there would be such trouble behind the Evil God Paradise.
"Hmph, Thunder Bone King, do you think we're just invading meaninglessly to satisfy our desire to plunder? You haven't experienced the gift of the Evil God Paradise. When this invasion is over, you'll understand why the Piguans are called the Evil God Paradise. "
As he spoke, the Fist Emperor turned around and walked out of the tent, his voice deep and melancholy.
"The full moon gate is nearing its end. Even the Thunder Bone Emperor is afraid of this Elf King. Let's hope that other evil gods will rush here. Three World Lords and some unknown existences have set up some traps. This world is much stronger than the one that invaded last time. One and a half months is still too short. "
As the King of Fighters left, Grimm's tricolored eyes narrowed. A gift from the world?!
Could it be that the Paradise of Evil Gods was able to gather so many wandering Evil Gods because there were some special rules in this world other than the Pigeon Wolf?
…
After advancing to the Level Five Stigmata, Grimm's magic power easily supported the appearance of four avatars of Destructive Origin at the same time.
Each doppelganger had the strength of Grimm's body, and with Grimm's current physique after opening the fifth level of Wild Instinct, these doppelgangers could even surpass some of the weakest World Lords.
Now, the four doppelgangers were sent by Grimm to various corners of the Spider Lilies world to search for any traces of the Netherworld Elf King.
One of the doppelgangers had long been secretly following the Evil Gods of Calamity, embarking on the journey to find the Elf King of the Netherworld, hoping to find some traces of the Elf King.
Suddenly, the Bone Giant that was following the ruins of the Pigeon Wolf unhurriedly stopped.
"Why, Evil God of Calamity, are you afraid that this doppelganger of mine will snatch your resources?"
In the shadows, a shadow blade silently pierced through the chest of the Origin of Destruction doppelganger. The doppelganger's eyes widened in disbelief, as if the moment the shadow blade was pulled out, it would be the end of its life.
"Why is your main body paying so much attention to me?"
The voice was ethereal and traceless. Grimm's doppelganger of the Origin of Destruction clutched the tip of the shadow blade sticking out of its chest, its bony fingers trembling.
"Because … we come from the same world. I didn't expect your hidden strength to be able to deceive my Mask of Truth. You're so powerful."
The shadow blade paralyzed Grimm's body. Every breath he took was unbelievably painful. He did not feel any aura behind him, but Grimm could not turn around to see what was going on.
For a moment, there was an oppressive silence. This powerful Abyss Stigmata Knight obviously did not think of this and found it hard to accept.
"Where are you from, and why did you come to the Evil God Paradise?"
The Shadow Blade asked tentatively.
"The Holy Tower of Two Rings, the Tower of Annihilation. Previously, I was carrying out a mission to transport supplies to the Great World of Gulong in the Netherworld Fire World. A Metal Destroyer Dominator attacked the Netherworld Fire World, and a group of Wizards stationed there died and escaped. I accidentally came to the Evil God Paradise from a group of randomly connected World Fragments. Now, I don't think I can go back that way."
After Grimm's doppelganger of the Origin of Destruction responded, the shadow blade on its chest disappeared. Looking down, there was no wound on its chest!
Raising his head, right in front of him, an armored knight about 1.7 meters tall appeared. The strength he displayed was still Level-5, but the feeling he gave Grimm just now was more than that.
"How many creatures have you killed in this world?"
As soon as the mysterious and powerful knight appeared, he asked.
"Not many, a few thousand."
These were the creatures of the Red Spider Lily World that Grimm had accidentally killed. As Grimm's body was too powerful, the occasional use of power would also cause large-scale damage. This was something that could not be avoided.
"Remember, you must refuse to accept the gift of the Evil God Paradise. Otherwise, you will be lost in the power that is easier to obtain, change the origin of the Sorcerers World, and gradually become one with the Evil God Paradise. Once the Full Moon Gate is closed, you will not be able to leave that world, and you will become a minion of the Evil God Paradise to constantly plunder the surrounding worlds to maintain its own continuation."
Change the origin of life!?
The pupils of Grimm's tri-colored eyes shrunk. It turned out that these Evil Gods had already become one with the Evil God Paradise, and became the masters of the Evil God Paradise instead of wandering Evil Gods.
Every time the Evil God Paradise opened the Full Moon Gate, it would consume a large amount of the origin of the World Core. This consumption had far exceeded the damage of the Sorcerers World Core. But the Full Moon Gate of the Evil God Paradise had nurtured a special law that could strengthen itself by plundering other worlds, and at the same time, return a part of it to the plunderer.
Grimm's doppelganger of the Origin of Destruction nodded silently.
"After the war, I want to meet the Netherworld Elf King of this world."
"When the time comes, go find the Stigmata Great Sorcerer, he will arrange it for you."
The knight had already turned around and gradually left, as if this was just a social interaction that never happened.
"What's going on with the Evil God Paradise's Enemy of the Sorcerers?"
Grimm's doppelganger of the Origin of Destruction could not help but ask the question in his heart. Why did the Sorcerer Legion that was originally prepared to descend upon the Red Spider Lily World give up, and instead used some kind of method to lead the Sorcerers' Enemy to the Evil God Paradise?
"This time, the Holy Tower of Seven Rings suddenly changed the plan. The specific situation can only be known by Seven Rings Celestial Sorcerer. It seems to be a powerful world called the Purgatory Giants."
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