The impact of this giant mixed of iron and blood was too strong.
Fierce winds raged around him, and strong oppression squeezed in from all directions. Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm clenched his teeth. With a muffled groan, he and the six Source of Annihilation exerted their strength together, trying to disperse the oppression from all directions and dissolve the impact of this twisted mass of foreign matter.
After a while.
As Grimm's main body and the six clones of the Destructive Source worked together, even though there was no way to release the force due to the sudden impact, the iron and blood creature gradually calmed down. It seemed that it would not take long for the impact to be completely resolved.
Pop!
With a sound like a layer of bubbles being pierced, Grimm and the six Source of Annihilation avatars were pushed out of the Meteorite Void macro world by this twisted mass of iron-blood hair Hou and flew out of the Meteorite Void macro world.
The surrounding void was boundless and pitch-black.
With a fierce roar, Grimm and the six Source of Annihilation avatars flew away at the same time. This twisted mass of iron-blood hair Hou continued to rush into the vast void, constantly being eroded by the void power and bursting out quite strong waves of annihilation.
"F * ck, what the hell is that!?"
"Does it want to attack us in this way …"
The six Source of Annihilation avatars spoke one after another. Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm's tricolor eyes flashed. Through the protective runes on the vast picture scroll of this world, he could vaguely see the chaotic storms that covered the sky and the boundless Meteorite Void and the pitch-black land.
"Go, go down!"
As Grimm said this, he teleported with a crackling sound. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, he and the six Source of Annihilation avatars fell into this macro world. With enough carrying capacity and vast tolerance, the world veil rule of the Meteorite Void macro world did not obstruct Grimm at all.
Hu hu hu …
Kacha, kacha …
The violent chaotic storms raged, whistling past Grimm's ears and messing up Grimm's hair. Faint cracking sounds came from the ground, like cracks in the glaciers, sounding a bit crisp and a bit dull.
Under Grimm's thoroughly meticulous perception, these sounds came from under the continent of the Meteorite Void macro world. The rolling sounds were like muffled thunder, as if the whole world was shaking!
"What's going on? The mantle layer is broken?"
Rumble! Kacha! Kacha! Kacha …
Feeling anxious, Grimm led the six Destructive Source clones back into the mine crater. Although his vision and perception were blocked by the chaotic storm, he could vaguely feel an indescribable oppressive and ominous rhythm.
He could not tell what it was.
It was as if the scream of fear came from the bottom of his soul. This oppressive and ominous feeling made it difficult for Grimm to breathe, as if a mountain was pressing down on his heart. The veins on his palm, which was tightly gripping the Abyssal Staff, were bulging, highlighting the anxiety in the depths of Grimm's heart. His tricolor eyes burned fiercely. Facing the chaotic storms, he continued to dive towards the ground regardless of everything.
What was that?
As he got closer and closer to the surface of the Meteorite Void macro world, Grimm's tricolor eyes gradually saw through the chaotic storms and discovered something in the sky.
"This! This is … "
The cracking sounds of the mantle shattering were actually hundreds of cracks spreading from the crater of the dead star. They had already extended to the ends of the earth, and they intersected and connected with each other.
Looking down from the sky, it looked like a huge spider web covering the earth, with a huge black hole at the center.
The cracks were tens of thousands of meters deep and led straight to the bottom of the earth. Continents kept sinking in the cracks, and light purple hazy gas was spewing out. It was a strange energy that Grimm had never heard of, and it seemed to be very ingenious in isolating the power of the Void!
What really shocked Grimm was that the entire Dead Star Crater that was riddled with holes had now completely disappeared. A huge black hole that was millions of meters wide appeared out of thin air in this part of the world, this big world that was formed by the Void Star Crater, and this black hole seemed to be expanding and spreading.
In the deepest part of this bottomless crater, there were unbelievably strong space-time waves, as if it led to an extremely distant world.
"The aura of the Abyssal Demons! That's the will of the Abyssal Civilization! "
Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm let out a shrill scream of disbelief. It was as if he had gathered the rage of countless Ancient Sorcerers who were fleeing for their lives, struggling at death's door, and enduring humiliation.
Although this Abyssal Breath was isolated by the Spacetime Energy, its density was so strong that it was unprecedented and unheard of. At this moment, Grimm felt as if he was an ant in front of a monstrous tidal wave!
This!
This wasn't the will aura of one or two Abyssal Demons that Grimm had encountered. This was the will of the entire Abyssal Civilization, the true will of the Abyssal Civilization!
The boundless, cold, cruel, evil, and unstoppable Abyssal Army that covered the sky and covered the sun. It was an oppressive force that could not be stopped!
…
At the moment when Grimm and the six clones of the Origin of Annihilation were blown away, in the bottom of the dead star crater.
"The treasures here must belong to the Iron Blood Empire. Everything is for the glory of the Iron Blood Empire!"
Deep roars rang out. All of the scarred Ironblood Warriors had already died. Stonegrave Longquin couldn't care less about the few bloodstains under his golden lion mask. His eyes were filled with a near self-hypnotic madness. After his inflated true form returned to its original form, he faced the unbelievably astonishing pressure and charged towards the hole in the protective barrier that the Ironblood Hag had dug out.
Every step forward was so difficult, but as a peak level-6 creature, Stonegrave Longquin's beliefs were filled with iron blood and glory. Even if his body was in a terrible state, he didn't care.
With an almost crazy roar under the Golden Lion Mask, Melron's Might Stone charged into the protective crater.
Kacha, crack, crack … …
The sound of the protective crater shattering spread out and quickly spread to the surface of the Void Starfall Crater. The entire ground was cracking.
Gradually, more and more cracks appeared on the protective crater, and the air pressure that was gushing out was weakening. It was like a giant mouth that could swallow everything, swallowing the land of the Void Starfall Crater completely.
In just a short while, the entire land above the Death Crater had been swallowed up, leaving no traces behind.
"Huff, huff, huff …"
Intense panting. Could this be some ancient civilization's treasure?!
"Whoosh …"
The originally high temperature, strong pressure, and calm protective crater was suddenly blown by an inexplicable wind.
Without any warning, without any reason, it was as if he was being toyed with by a mocking hand that looked down on the endless world. It was holding a straw and gently playing with the antennae between two crickets.
It was bone-chilling!
Stonegrave Longquin continued to stare in all directions, but he didn't discover anything out of the ordinary. Suddenly, an ancient piece of paper was pressed against his face, and then that strange gust of wind suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"What's this?"
He took off the ancient piece of paper, but it was already stained with the blood from Stonegrave Longquin's Golden Lion Mask. It was also activating the effects of the mysterious ancient contract, and the mysterious words were slowly coming back to life.
"Breaking through the void to guide the coordinates of the contract?!"
"Crackle!"
Suddenly, a space-time crack appeared above Stonegrave Longquin's head!
"Ughhh …"
Immediately afterwards, from the other side of the fissure came an endless amount of cruel shouts and struggles. Amidst the hysterical roars, a pair of hands, which caused Stone Tomb Longquin to feel horrified, viciously ripped open the fissure, as if wanting to rush out from within.
"I will never let the Voidwalker civilization be destroyed in my hands! Ah … "
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