After an hourglass' worth of time.
The ground was moist black soil devoid of any traces of life. Two silhouettes broke through the sky at high speed, flying toward the endless forest of stone pillars in front of them.
* Bang! *
Grimm's two feet steadily landed on the top of a stone pillar at the edge of this unfamiliar forest of stone pillars. This stone pillar was relatively small, only seven or eight meters tall and two meters in diameter.
A burst of female pheromones, but it wasn't the perfume of the Love Vials. Rather, it was Claytia's body that naturally emitted a dense female scent that followed Grimm's side.
Under the Ashen Mask, the veins in his eyes had already gradually subsided. Grimm regained his tranquility. His wise and farsighted gaze looked toward Claytia behind him and indifferently said, "You still lack 700 points to complete your contract. Sense the ripples of a Sorcerer-Apprentice's mark in this unfamiliar area. First, confirm which area this is and how many legendary experts there are."
"Mmm." Claytia excitedly nodded her head. She closed her eyes and used some unknown method to sense.
Previously, Claytia had sensed seven of the Top Ten Strongest Sorcerer-Apprentices scattered throughout the 12th District. Under Glenn's frightening strength, like a tornado sweeping away clouds and crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, one had died and six had escaped from the Mirror. This made Claytia simply unable to believe her own eyes.
Only after sensing her own frantically rising mark value did Claytia truly realize that perhaps … she had placed the right bet.
This Black Iso Tower Sorcerer-Apprentice in front of her …
He would absolutely be the strongest person in this time's Holy Tower Tryouts. With an unparalleled attitude, he would sweep away all the Sorcerer-Apprentices who had the qualifications to compete for the peak reward. He would become the entire Secret Mirror's nightmare. Only those legendary level Sorcerer-Apprentices would be able to slightly cause this nightmarish Black Iso Tower Sorcerer-Apprentice to slightly halt his footsteps.
At this very moment, Grimm was precisely doing this!
Opening her eyes, Claytia pointed in two directions and said, "Over there, 2,000 meters away, I sensed a Sorcerer-Apprentice with a mark value of around 300. Over there, 3,000 meters away, I sensed a Sorcerer-Apprentice with a mark value of around 400."
Grimm's body flew up with a "whoosh", and he said in a deep voice, "Go to the side with more marks."
A moment later, in the dusky sky, Grimm's eyes under the Ashen Mask locked onto a silhouette looking at him from the top of a stone pillar. He quickly flew to the top of another stone pillar a hundred meters away from this Sorcerer-Apprentice. Grimm looked at this Sorcerer-Apprentice's forehead.
"This is the 15th district?" Grimm murmured in surprise.
"12th district acolyte!? An acolyte from the 12th dares to come to the 15th? " Suddenly, the 15th District Sorcerer-Apprentice pointed at Claytia and Grimm and cried out in alarm. He looked at Grimm and Claytia with a frightened and pitying gaze.
Grimm frowned and said, "Who is the second strongest in the 15th?"
Puchi …
The 15th sorcerer-apprentice actually laughed and sneered, "What's this about the second strongest? The fifteenth district only had the most powerful expert, the Belltone Hegemon Hill Wood. A few decades ago, there was another person. Now, as long as others can escape from the hands of the Bell Sound Sovereign, they can be considered true experts! You two ignorant 12th district acolytes simply don't understand how terrifying Hill Woods is. You actually dared to take the initiative to come to the 15th district and throw away your lives … "
Claytia, who didn't understand the situation, listened to this 15th district acolyte's description. Her confidence in Grimm, which had just risen, immediately sank. She said in a low voice, "From what he said, this Bell Sound Sovereign should be a bit stronger than a legendary acolyte. Why don't we go to another district first …"
Grimm shook his head and said indifferently, "No need. Hill Woods is indeed very strong, but he has already fallen in the 12th district."
Finished speaking, Grimm took a step and flew into the sky. With a rumble, endless blazing flames erupted and rushed toward the acolyte whose face was incomparably pale after sensing Grimm's strength in a split second.
This Sorcerer-Apprentice had originally intended to use some kind of Blood Sorcery, but it seemed that because of Hill Wood's pressure, every Sorcerer-Apprentice in the 15th District seemed to firmly grasp the life-saving badge in their hands. After this Sorcerer-Apprentice felt that Glenn was not a match for him, he unexpectedly crushed the badge without the slightest hesitation.
Space warped and this acolyte disappeared from the secret plane.
Grimm stopped in midair and turned his head to look at Claytia. He said calmly, "Next target."
…
Three hourglasses later.
"Gravity!" In the sky, Grimm let out a deep roar. A three-meter tall Lava Giant was sucked into the sky by Grimm. Without the Hydra Greatsword, fire elemental sorcery had little effect on this Lava Giant. Grimm could only use brute force again and again to use repulsive and gravitational forces to smash this Lava Giant into pieces.
The Lava Giant's entire body was made of rocks that emitted scarlet flames. After it was sucked into the sky by Grimm, it roared in alarm and anger. With a wave of its hand, a flaming rock was thrown over.
"Repulsive force!"
Grimm simply did not care about the opponent's counterattack. Grimm had already experienced all of the opponent's methods before. The highest degree of attack was only 170 degrees. Although it already had the second rank of the 12th's top ten experts, second only to legendary acolytes, to Grimm, who was able to thoroughly suppress Hill Woods, it was only so-so and nothing more.
* Bang! *
This Lava Giant, along with the flaming rock that was thrown, fell to the ground for the seventh time. Finally, with a wail of anguish, the flames on its body began to dim.
Beneath the Ashen Mask, Grimm stopped his movements.
If this Lava Giant still could not be destroyed, Grimm might have to summon the Greed Flame Giant and the Bloodlust Doll. As for the Fire Blast spell, this level of acolyte had not yet reached the point where Grimm would have to expend a huge amount of magic, mental strength, and physical strength to use such a powerful spell.
* Bang! *
Both of Grimm's feet landed on the ground. The slightly damp soil was evaporated by the Lava Giant's remains. Feeling the mark on his forehead suddenly increase by a small chunk, Grimm swept a glance at the remains of this Lava Giant and indifferently said, "Have they left?"
He casually kicked this Lava Giant's body, and the inner shell collapsed.
This 15th District acolyte who had already left the Secret Mirror was one of the few acolytes who could escape from Hill Woods. His strength was actually not weak. Fusing one's own body into the Lava Giant's coordination type spell made Grimm think of the Ghost Burglar's Despair during the Newcomer Trial.
As for the Ghost Burglar, it seemed that because of his innate talent, his fusion ability was far stronger than this acolyte's.
Of course, this did not mean that his strength was also stronger than this acolyte's.
Indifferently shaking his head, Grimm turned toward the distant Claytia, who had an excited expression on her face, and said, "Next place."
Ah, that's right. Next time, I'll pay attention to whether or not there's a magic-conducting tool that can display my strength, Grimm thought to himself.
Claytia had long since been prepared. Pointing in a direction, she said, "About three kilometers in that direction, there's an acolyte with a mark of 300."
… …
Two hourglasses of time later.
No less than thirty acolytes divided into two groups engaged in a great battle. For an ordinary Dark Sorcerer's Holy Tower Qualifying Battle, such a scene was practically impossible to see. However, for the 15th District, which was absolutely suppressed by Hill Woods, it really did appear.
One group of acolytes only seemed to have about ten people. It seemed that each and every one of them was at the 12th District's Sorcerer Academy Potential List. The other group had no less than twenty people. The three leading acolytes were already at the level of the Top Ten Experts. The remaining acolytes were all acolytes with the highest attack power of 70-80. In other words, they were acolytes who followed the books of sorcery step by step until they reached the pinnacle.
These acolytes were acolytes who studied for the sake of sorcery (power) and not acolytes who studied for the sake of sorcery knowledge.
At the same time, because they all studied public elemental knowledge, the majority of these acolytes' sorcery were similar, and there was nothing special about them.
Truly top-notch legendary acolytes only had their own unique knowledge and insights, and created unique sorcery that suited them. Only then would they be able to achieve it under certain circumstances. (High-level Sorcerer's teachings)
After becoming an official Sorcerer, it was the same!
The most powerful sorcerer's knowledge could only be learned and discovered by oneself. Afterwards, one could create an exclusive sorcery that was completely suited to one's own characteristics. This was the most powerful knowledge for a sorcerer.
The two groups of acolytes each had injuries. The battle situation was at a stalemate, and it was difficult to determine the victor or loser for the time being. Elements surged all over the sky, and from time to time, there were a few bloodline sorcery that erupted with unique abilities.
* Xiu! Xiu! *
Two silhouettes stopped on a stone platform. Under the Ashen Mask, Grimm swept his eyes over these acolytes. After assessing their general strength, he faced Claytia and said, "There aren't any true experts, and there isn't much magic left. However, their numbers aren't small. You should also help out."
Saying this, Grimm's mouth silently recited an incantation. A pitch-black flame and a drop of blood appeared out of nowhere. Following the black flame and the strange blood madly pulsating, a four-meter tall Greedy Flame Giant and an infant-sized Bloodlust Doll appeared.
* Boom! Boom! *
Grimm and the Greedy Flame Giant landed at the edge of the battlefield. They simply didn't care about the angry shouts and exclamations of disbelief from the acolytes fighting on both sides. They frantically attacked all the acolytes in front of them. There were basically no so-called enemies in front of Grimm. Only those three acolytes at the level of the Top Ten Experts caused Grimm to slightly move his hands and feet a few more times.
The Bloodlust Doll hugged the radioactive stone as it flew through the sky at an incomparably fast speed. Occasionally, when it was struck by sorcery, it would flash with a bloody light and then reappear completely unscathed. The radioactive stone emitted a formless wave of light …
Claytia looked at Grimm on the ground, sweeping everything before him. He was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, unstoppable and insufferably arrogant. She opened her mouth and slightly pouted. She could only cast her gaze towards those weak acolytes who were currently scattering in all directions. One by one, pink scorpions crawled out from her clothes …
A quarter of an hourglass later.
On the fragmented and fragmented ground with cracks everywhere, Grimm slightly gasped for breath as he waved his hand. The Greedy Flame Giant and the Bloodlust Doll dissipated one after another. In his other hand, he held a magic stone to replenish his magic. He slowly looked towards Claytia and said, "Next place."
…
After a full day and a half of being unstoppable in the 15th District, Grimm and Claytia flew to the edge of the forest of obelisks. They left this desolate and decaying area that had already been pervaded by all kinds of terrifying legends of Grimm.
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