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Home > Fantasy > A Sorcerer's Journey > Chapter 1211

Chapter 1211

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The Dissimilation Sorcery was automatically repairing the damage caused by the impact. Grimm gradually awakened from the deepest part of his soul.

This was the Immortal Mark of Hatred of the Ancient Sorcerers.

After the Sorcerer-Apprentice Holy Tower Battle, the World-Core Will Inheritance, after receiving the Rank-1 Honor Badge, after establishing the Sorcerer Tower, the Mana Pool through the Sorcerer Will Radiation infusion, endlessly influencing. As such, when Grimm saw the Abyssal Breath on the Magic Feather Phoenix at this time, he would burst into so many states in an instant.

This was the Immortal Mark of Hatred of the Ancient Sorcerers. It would be automatically triggered after the Stigmata Sorcerers saw the Demons of the Abyss for the first time. This was to remind future generations of sorcerers of the humiliating history and the inextinguishable will of the Demon-Hunting Expedition to repeat the glory of the Ancient Sorcerers!

Boom! Boom!

It was at this moment that Grimm happened to see the scene of the clockwork puppet's wooden arm striking the Demonic Feather Phoenix through the protection of a watery mirror in front of him. If it weren't for the special suppressive force of the Spider Silk Underworld Temple that suppressed the eruption of this earth-shattering power, the degree of destruction would have been unimaginable.

With a bang, the Demonic Feather Phoenix was also blasted away and stuck to the wall. At the same time, the mechanical arm quickly retracted.

However, compared to Grimm, the Demonic Feather Phoenix was obviously much calmer. It stood on the wall of the Spider Silk Hall as if it ignored gravity and looked at the clockwork puppet with slight surprise.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh, I know all of your abilities …"

With a hoarse and sinister laugh, the Underworld Spider King pounced toward the clockwork puppet. After sticking a black spider silk in its mouth to the clockwork puppet, the Underworld Spider King jumped up with great agility, avoiding a series of dark red attacks from the clockwork puppet.

It was unknown what kind of energy these dark red lights were, but even the air was emitting a burnt smell. When they hit the ground, there was a "pu", "pu", "pu", "pu", "pu" sounds. A large area of dark red color spread out, as though it had temporarily communicated with the rules of some illusory world.

The dark red light spot expanded rapidly. A huge mouth jumped up and bit down, then slowly fell down. Then the dark red light spot disappeared.

Using the black spider silk as a guide, a Human-Faced Arachnid avatar blocked the side of the Underworld Spider King's main body. There was a burst of crackling thunder, and this powerful avatar, which was equivalent to a rank five lifeform, turned into fragments that filled the sky. Soon after, there was a spatial ripple, and the fragments were absorbed into the pupil of the magic eye.

On the other side, after the Primordial Heart fused with the Temporal Fault Law lifeform, it was instantly swarmed by a dense swarm of small poisonous spiders. They even linked up with the entire Spider Silk Underworld Hall, as if they wanted to completely wrap it up.

Peng! Peng! Bang! Bang! Bang! Peng …

The Temporal Chasm Law lifeform was like an inharmonious existence. After breaking down some low-grade venomous spiders, he was immediately drowned by even more venomous spiders and spider webs. For a moment, he was actually trapped in place. He could protect himself, but he had no other methods.

Several Human-Faced Arachnid clones. The eight legs of the Human-Faced Arachnid ran at high speed. They practically transformed into a series of afterimages. They intersected and overlapped with each other. They were currently trapping the endless low-level venomous spiders. The buried Heart of the Ancients used the Spider Silk Shrine as raw material. They meticulously weaved a super cocoon.

"How long are you going to stay here!?"

The Withered Whisperer's roar of will reached Grimm's ears. A dozen or so kelp-shaped tentacles of flesh and blood were infected with a large amount of the power of withering. They crisscrossed and attacked the Devilfeather Phoenix without end. Occasionally, the phantom image of a wailing skull flashed. The voice was like the choked sobs of a child who had been wronged.

These kelp-shaped tentacles of flesh and blood were like metal. They were hard and the power of withering that lingered on them was unafraid of the invasion of the abyss devil energy. They could rely on devouring flesh and blood to multiply in large quantities for a short period of time. They were extremely powerful.

The Devilfeather Phoenix dodged the formation with ease and skill. It was like Grimm had activated the first level of his wild instincts. Its body contained an incredible awareness of danger.

If Grimm had used the Mask of Truth as an accurate and unmistakable judgment, then he would have carried out a frightening and breathtaking evasion that was thousands of miles off the mark. But right now, the Devilfeather Phoenix was dodging completely with the combat instincts of the abyssal cells!

Woo woo woo!

A wailing skull pounced towards the Magic Feather Phoenix, bringing with it a strong withering aura, but the flat face of the Magic Feather Phoenix suddenly split open to reveal a big mouth filled with sharp teeth, spewing out a beam of dark black Abyss Demon Qi, which dissipated together with the wailing skull phantom.

Like taking a leisurely stroll, fighting was its instinct. The Magic Feather Phoenix swung out an arm and easily blocked a different kelp tentacle, allowing the tentacle to cut the skin under the Magic Feather Phoenix. After being infected by the power of withering in its body, its vitality was drained, and it let out a sinister sneer.

"Caught it."

Then, the arm covered in black feathers and shrouded in demonic qi seemed to carry boundless power. With a fierce tug, the Withered Mumbling let out a cry of surprise. Unable to control itself, an inconspicuous feather shrouded in demonic qi accurately pierced through one of the sacs.

With a "puff" sound, the sac of the new kelp tentacle was broken, and a large amount of grayish-black liquid flowed out.

"Ah …"

With a sharp scream, the devil energy frantically eroded this sac and gradually spread. It could be seen that this sac should be an important organ of the Withered Whisperer, or a vital point.

Crackle!

At the critical moment, Grimm elemental teleportation blocked the Devilfeather Phoenix's path. The tricolor light eyes under the Mask of Truth were obviously calm at this time, full of reason and wisdom. Unlike the purest cold will of the Phaseless Ancient Demon, under the absolute rational state of the Wizard, he carried out insight and judgment like an outsider, as if overlooking the battle from a third party's perspective.

The Abyss Magic Staff was waved, and the power of destruction distorted the light in all directions. The Mask of Truth tried its best to judge the attack trajectory and power of the Devilfeather Phoenix. A series of fluctuating values gradually stabilized in Grimm's eyes.

"The lower limit of 1.3 million points?"

It was no wonder that the reason why Grimm, who had fallen into a berserk state, was slapped away by the Phaseless Ancient Demon was because Grimm, as a human, was forcibly changed by the Human Ancestor. His own physique refining ability was bound to a relatively low apex of the field. Even an excellent physique refining Wizard like Grimm could not compete with the Abyss Ancient Demon in terms of pure power.

Therefore, the division of the passive evolution combat rating of the physique refining Wizard had always been based on the upper limit of the attack. However, in reality, the difference between the upper limit and the lower limit of the physique refining Wizard's attack was so great that it even reached across levels.

And the division of the Phaseless Ancient Demon's attack rating turned out to be based on the lower limit!

In this way, the Phaseless Ancient Demon could exert the most stable high attack for a long time. In the case where the Devilfeather Phoenix itself had become stronger than Grimm's basic power, Grimm, who had fallen into the berserk state of the Ancient Wizard's vengeful will, chose to fight head-on and was crushed by the power of the Devilfeather Phoenix.

Understanding this, Grimm, who had regained his rationality, no longer chose to collide with pure power. Instead, he tried his best to resolve the impact of the power and attack with a soft technique.

Once again facing the amazing power of the Abyss Magic Staff, Grimm retreated upon contact and flew backward for dozens of meters before resolving the impact of the Devilfeather Phoenix.

At the same time, unknowingly, this was the second Forgotten Mark left in the palm of the Devilfeather Phoenix.

If this continued, if it developed to the final stage of the Battle of Eradication, Grimm could try to use the Book of Truth to seal it with the Forgotten Truth Spacetime.

"Ah …"

Suddenly, in the battle on the other side, with the help of a large number of clones and the entire Spider Silk Underworld Temple that had been carefully arranged for two eras, as well as the Thunder Magic Eye and the clockwork puppet supporting Grimm from time to time, the Withered Mumbler was suffering from the demonic aura. The Netherworld Spider King and the clockwork puppet both had a breakthrough.

A spider silk was wrapped around the clockwork puppet, seemingly intending to use it as a breakthrough point.

Sure enough, after a short contact, a child-like scream of horror and despair suddenly came from the inside of the clockwork puppet. It seemed to be a small, inarticulate creature.

The Netherworld Spider King seemed to know the clockwork puppet very well.

Crackle!

The Thunder Magic Eye rushed over in time, expanding a lot like an inflated balloon. The lightning around it also became more violent, and a vortex faintly formed in the center of its pupil.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. It's useless. Its body has been dealt with by me."

Following the Netherworld Spider King's words, blood gradually flowed out of the clockwork puppet. At the same time, strands of red hair that were close to transparent appeared and kept growing, as if they had already covered the interior of the clockwork puppet. They were constantly spreading, and soon, it would become a long-haired puppet.

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