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Home > Fantasy > A Sorcerer's Journey > Chapter 1177

Chapter 1177

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After traveling for more than three hundred years, Grimm had found a total of two large world nodes and thirteen small world nodes on this vast continent.

This was already enough.

With the experience of many Dark Sorcerer Demon-Hunting Expeditions, as well as the Reconnaissance Sorcerer's personal mission to find world nodes and place coordinates, Grimm had a considerable amount of knowledge in calculating world coordinates.

At this moment, through these world node coordinates, with Grimm's current level of life and knowledge of space, he could already vaguely sense the existence of the will in the unseen world.

Grimm could not be sure what it was.

Was it the will of the World Core of this black ball?

Was it an awakened will similar to that of Rage?

Or was it the controller of this world?

All the guesses told Grimm that this black ball was not simple. It had its own independent will, but it was definitely not an ordinary life form. It was also not the illusory world crack that Grimm had previously guessed.

However, no matter what it was, as long as he found its true will, Grimm would be able to use the Law of Equilibrium as a lever to establish a bridge for negotiation.

Although this Light of Law of Equilibrium was only the most basic material and was too far away from the Truth Lever Magic Staff, it already had its most basic function, Equivalence Balance!

The so-called Equivalence Balance, as long as it was within the influence of the Endless World's Law of Equilibrium, was not an existence that would be punished by fate, the Heavenly Axiom, or the Origin for breaking the balance. It ignored the level of life and all Sorcerers' protection, only using the lives of both parties as the most basic bridge of Equivalence. Damage would appear on both parties according to the most primitive ratio, and life and death would be exchanged according to the most equal exchange!

In other words, even if Grimm was only a Rank 1 Sorcerer, the other party was a Rank 8 Ruler. After Grimm used this Light of Law of Equilibrium to establish Equivalence Balance, both parties would live and die together!

On the other hand, if Grimm was a Ruler and foolishly chose a Rank 1 life form as the Equivalence Balance, then they would also live and die together.

Therefore, the Equivalence Balance ability would only appear on someone stronger than the caster.

Although the Truth Lever Magic Staff had not obtained its head, just this Light of Law of Equilibrium already possessed the most basic power of a supreme holy artifact. It would not be used easily, but it could turn the tide of the battle!

And with that as the foundation, the Lever of Truth Magic Wand was made …

Grimm took one last look at the Snow Velvet Tribe, who were trapped in this place, completely unaware of their temporary victory. He no longer hesitated and walked in time. After a few elemental teleportations, he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.



Over the past two hundred years in the Snow Fluff Clan, apart from completing the twelfth phase of the Mask of Truth project, Grimm had also been calculating the core control point of this world.

However, due to the lack of three-dimensional height, the former spatial calculation formula lacked a vector function. Therefore, hundreds of coordinates were obtained, and Grimm had to verify them one by one.

Xiu!

After a few hourglasses, Grimm stopped in mid-air and arrived at the closest calculated coordinates to the Snow Fluff Tribe.

However, there was nothing in midair. There were only short rainforest shrubs that stretched as far as the eye could see, and below them was a swamp. There were no valuable reference objects, nor were there any special laws or high-level biological energy reactions.

Shaking his head, Grimm's figure disappeared, and he continued to advance towards the next coordinate that was closest to him.

This time, after a full two days, Grimm arrived at a rocky area. There were gravel more than ten meters in diameter everywhere. Grimm frowned and compared it to the calculated coordinates.

According to the coordinates, if that will was here, it should be five hundred meters below this rocky area.

Although the possibility was not high, Grimm was not willing to give up even the slightest chance. He extended his palm, and under the combination of the repulsive and attractive forces, he lifted up the ten-meter-tall boulders. With a rumbling sound, he randomly threw them into the distance and began to excavate them.

Hundreds of miles away.

A pair of sleeping eyes suddenly opened.

Boom! Boom! Several boulders that were over ten meters tall fell from the sky. Two of them drew beautiful arcs in the air before smashing beside the creature. A deafening shattering sound rang out from the ground as rubble and dust filled the air.

"Woof woof woof! How dare you disturb the sleep of the great King of Fallen Hounds. Very well, I'll use you as my first lunch after waking up. Woof woof woof! "

After this Fallen Hound stood up, its body was as round as a giant bear.

Or perhaps, it was originally a giant ball-shaped bear, but it thought that it was a Fallen Hound?

After the giant bear let out a strange dog bark, it licked its bear claws. At the same time, its eyes went berserk, and its body gradually swelled up. Then, like a raging bull, it recklessly charged towards the other side of the mountain range.

Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble …

It seemed that some huge creature was recklessly charging from afar. After Grimm, who was digging a hole, stopped, his tricolor eyes looked over. It was a giant bear that had gone berserk. Its body was more than thirty meters long, and it was a peak level three creature. Its meat seemed to be quite good.

After continuously chewing on the Philosopher's Stone to accelerate his passive evolution, Grimm's hunger was much faster than before. At this time, driven by the instincts of his cells, his mouth could not help but secrete large amounts of saliva, and his tongue licked his lips.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The rampaging Explosion Bear smashed aside a boulder in front of it and stood on the mountain ridge. Its tall and fat body suddenly stood up. It was about to let out a wild "woof woof woof" howl of a Fallen Hound. However, when its bloodshot and berserk eyes saw the life form at the center of the two hundred meter crater below the mountain range, it suddenly froze. It opened its giant mouth to roar, but no sound came out.

At this moment, in the eyes of the giant bear, that insignificant life form was like the source of a landslide or an earthquake. It formed a natural phenomenon.

In almost an instant, many thoughts flashed through the giant bear's mind.

Why would a tribe's guardian god appear here?

Would it eat me?

Ever since its mother died, it had inherited its position as the leader of the great Fallen Hound clan. It hunted in this mountain range. Although it was the only Fallen Hound, and it had yet to find a mate, it was still the king of the clan!

If he were to die here, wouldn't that mean the extinction of the great Sinking Hound clan?

If it turned around and ran now, it would be impossible to escape the palms of this tribe's guardian god. On the contrary, it might arouse its evil interest and start eating from its plump and delicious butt. It would make it turn around and watch in horror as it was eaten bit by bit.

And if it didn't run and just stared blankly, in the next moment it would walk over, lift it up by the ears like a rabbit, open its mouth, and swallow it whole. It would only be a moment of pain.

If it continued to walk over on its own, how would it explain its purpose?

Hello, I am your great worshipper. I have come to admire your supreme glory and ask for your protection?

This was too disgusting. This was simply betraying the dignity of the king of the great Fallen Hound clan!

Moreover, it didn't have a large clan. If it didn't have a way to complete enough sacrifices, such a powerful guardian would probably eat it first in a situation where it didn't have enough resources.

What to do, what to do. Mother once said that the great Fallen Hounds were a clan that could use their brains. It had to fully display its innate wisdom …

"Woof, woof, woof!"

In the deep pit, Grimm was about to use the Gravity Wizard Spell to grab the food that had delivered itself to his doorstep, but he saw the giant bear actually barking and wagging its short tail with all its might. It stuck out its tongue and cheerfully ran over. It didn't have the slightest bit of its previous barbaric appearance.

Eh?

Grimm's outstretched hand stiffened in mid-air.

"A dog that looks like a bear?"

The giant bear that had just been barbaric was now rolling around in a daze. It ran down the hill and stuck out its tongue. After arriving at Grimm's side, it rubbed its large head against Grimm's trousers. It looked as if it was silently expressing its subservience as a dog.

Grimm stood where he was, dumbfounded for a good while and didn't react.

The giant bear's head was buried low, as if it wished it could be buried in the ground. It stuck out its large butt and wagged its short, thick, and plump tail.

"Eh, don't tell me it really is a dog?"

Grimm tried to touch the fur on the giant bear's head with his hand in mid-air. The bear had a comfortable expression on its face as it closed its eyes harmlessly. The look of enjoyment on its face made Grimm reluctant to roast it for too long.

"Hm, not bad, not bad. It looks like it's a hunting dog with a special appearance."

Grimm revealed an amused smile.

"Go and catch some prey for me. I'm hungry."

After Grimm instructed the giant bear's will, he no longer paid attention to this strange fellow. He continued to dig at the gravel under his feet, and the giant bear disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

After less than half an hourglass, the giant bear ran back happily with a giraffe in tow. It barked and swung its fat, short, and small tail, sticking out its tongue. Its fawning look was so despicable that people couldn't help but laugh.

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