"Hehe, what are these little fellows?"
Little Eight's eyes widened as she stood on Grimm's shoulder and stared at these little fellows that were gathering around Grimm. On the black orb, there was a pair of big, innocent eyes that looked completely harmless.
Immediately after, Little Eight spat out its mouthwash. Obviously, it was the Dark Heavy Oil. The taste wasn't pleasant, and it was nauseating.
The Source of Darkness floating around Grimm's body was the source of these little black orbs' power. In other words, it was an umbrella that protected them from light. These little fellows had a natural dependence on Grimm, and they were extremely close to him.
Grimm lightly stretched out his hand, and a little black orb stared at Grimm with its big eyes. The other little black orbs in the Source of Darkness also turned from a dispirited state into spirits, and they jumped up and down, wanting to attract Grimm's attention.
They did not have bodies or flesh; they were just life forms formed by a mysterious power and had the simplest will.
In Grimm's eyes, any mysterious power was a high-level energy form that surpassed the physical world and was rejected by the laws of the boundless world.
"It should be similar to the Void Worms in the Void World, elemental spirits, and moss-fish in the physical world. This is what the Infernal Spirit Myriad-Head Bird looks like when it's in egg form. It's an infant without an eggshell, and it's part of the laws of the Dark World."
Grimm gently put down the black orb in his hand and thought for a bit before saying, "They need to go through a process similar to the Infernal Spirit Myriad-Head Bird's birth in order to survive in the physical world. Hmm, just like what it's doing now."
Grimm pointed at the sky, which was the Source of Darkness sun.
"Esteemed Emissary of the Spring Ancestor, they're called Dark Gollum. Normally, this Dark Oil well will erupt once every four days and once every seven years, and it will spit out these Dark creatures. Occasionally, some extremely powerful Dark creatures will appear, and they can survive in light for a while."
The Great Goblin Elder following behind Grimm respectfully and obsequiously introduced Grimm to Grimm.
What a strange race.
With Grimm's 100% control over his power and his almost incorporeal body, it was incredible that these Goblins could use their instincts to determine Grimm's HP.
"Dark Guru?"
Grimm nodded and said in a low voice, "Then, how much time is left before the next big eruption of this Heavy Dark Oil Well?"
"It will erupt again in about two months."
Two months?
After Grimm nodded, he came to the side of the Dark Heavy Oil well that was about a few hundred meters in diameter and looked down.
Wisps of black mist, the Dark Heavy Oil was bubbling. The so-called Dark Heavy Oil that the creatures of this world drank was not the Marrow Oil that was currently reacting with the Origin of Darkness. Instead, it was a highly concentrated energy substance that had been purified and filtered by the Petroleum Tree. It could be absorbed by the special organs of the creatures of this world.
"Two months? Got it. "
Grimm nodded and led Little Eight and the thousands of Dark Gurus away from the Heavy Dark Oil Well.
The numerous Goblins who were prostrating on the ground only raised their heads when they sensed danger. After half an hourglass' worth of time, they revealed their monkey-like faces.
"Great Elder, which world did that creature come from? It's even scarier than the Dark Sun in the sky. I feel like I'm about to stop breathing."
A Goblin carrying a torn sack sat on the ground after exhaling. He didn't care about the mud.
…
Countless black feathers fluttered in the sky.
Caw caw caw caw …
Sinister and evil screeches sounded out, and each feather burned with black flames and emitted black smoke. This black smoke was not the mysterious power of the Origin of Darkness or natural elements. It was the gathering of the aura of death. It was cold and sinister, and occasionally, a wailing head would soar into the sky and let out ear-piercing screeches.
A group of Twin-Headed Giants waved their giant cudgels and resisted, but their granite-like skin couldn't resist the Feathers of Death, and black marks were easily melted through their skin.
The marks on the Giants' skin spread very quickly and became larger and larger, emitting a rancid and pungent smell.
Very soon, the twin-headed giants fell one after another amidst the rumbling sounds. Even the hundred-meter-tall twin-headed giant that risked its life to protect the Dark Heavy Oil Well couldn't help but wail as it faced the three-legged giant bird that cast a huge shadow down from the sky. Its true body had suffered a great deal of damage.
"Three-legged, be careful!"
Free Dandelion warned in time. At the same time, the doppelgangers hidden around the Three-legged Death Raven exploded and blocked an incredibly fast figure.
"Pfff!" Dandelion's dandelion filled the sky.
The Three-legged Death Raven looked over with its eyes shrouded in gray gas. It turned out to be a monster wearing tattered Heavy Dark Oil clothes, which vaguely revealed fine green scales. Its lizard-like body was covered in liquid liquid clothes, and the tip of its forked tongue popped out from its wide mouth from time to time.
The power of the world lingered around it. It turned out to be a guardian of this world.
"Intruder, this world has reached an agreement with the Fountains Ancestors. Any Heavy Dark Oil Well will be protected by the rules. Your actions have posed a serious threat to this Heavy Dark Oil Well!"
This guardian that was less than two meters tall stood in the air. Every time its eyes blinked, it opened and closed like a whirlpool. It was a very strange physiological structure.
The power of the rules within tens of thousands of meters in all directions of this world was gathering toward it, forming a giant rule net.
In contrast, the Three-legged Death Raven suffered an unimaginable repulsive force.
At this moment, the Three-legged Death Raven was actually at a disadvantage in the short confrontation of aura. The death aura lingering around its body wailed, and its head was in a dispirited state.
"Hmph …"
The Three-legged Death Raven was about to say something, but it suddenly stopped. With a strange look in its eyes, it looked behind the guardian.
"Hehe, Sir Guardian, we're just passing by this Heavy Dark Oil World temporarily. Can you see if you can make an exception?"
Silently, behind the guardian in tattered black clothes, a semi-illusory figure murmured in its ear. At this moment, it was as if the guardian could feel its breath hitting its face.
"Swoosh!" The guardian was horrified, and it teleported thousands of meters away.
"Who are you!?"
The cold-blooded eyes stared at this life form that emitted the source of darkness.
Thousands of Dark Grunts stared at the guardian of this world together with the tri-colored eyes in the dark mist.
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