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Chapter 1515

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A hundred years later.

"Don't be afraid. You will stand at the pinnacle of life. You are a miracle that was snatched from the truth and fate!"

Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm roared excitedly and spread his arms wide. The huge secret realm also underwent huge changes due to Grimm's every move. Dense elemental clouds gathered, and lightning flashed amidst the raging winds and surging clouds. Light and darkness intersected, causing Grimm's tri-colored eyes to shine with excitement, making them look exceptionally horrifying.

The birth of the Infernal Spirit Myriads Head Bird was a huge breakthrough for Grimm in the field of the mysteries of life. It was a chimera that had the ability to evolve itself, an ability similar to the Black Mage King Human Ancestor's corpse!

It had hatched from the egg and grown from just a few heads to 999 heads. This surreal evolution method was equivalent to an idealized life form that Grimm had created out of thin air. It was also the highest goal that some Elemental Mages had for elemental activated life forms.

"Chirp chirp chirp!

Roar! "

"Ooo, kakaka …"

On the unprecedentedly enormous Corpse Refining Array, the nine hundred and ninety-nine heads of the enormous true body that was more than fifty thousand meters tall were wriggling. The black flames were burning fiercely and restlessly, as if they were kids that were about to get an injection.

"Be good, Daddy and Mummy are watching over you. Don't worry."

Little Eight and Ye Ye merged into the black flames, continuously comforting the restless Infernal Spirit Myriads Head Bird.

The vast Corpse Refinement Spell Formation was filled with dense runes of the mysteries of life. The Magus World had suffered great damage after the Civilization War. Perhaps other resources were relatively scarce, but activated flesh cells and elemental activated souls were incomparably abundant. Thus, Grimm did not have to worry about the situation of the raw materials. The altar was already densely packed with these activated flesh and blood, which were currently being corroded by the black flames.

Grimm did not have the sentiments of Little Eight and Ye Ye. He only observed the progress of the experiment with the rational gaze of an experimenter who was exploring the mysteries of the truth. As the black flames gradually corroded these synthesized flesh and blood, it seemed as if they would be completely devoured by the black flames. Grimm's gaze became increasingly surprised.

"Hehe, looks like you'll really grow into an amazing monster in the future. Don't hide your instincts anymore. Devour to your heart's content …"

As Grimm mumbled to himself, he opened the Book of Truth and took out a large amount of Titan Spear metal powder from the Forgotten World in an endless stream. It was unknown how many thousand-meter-long Titan Spears Grimm had crushed for this evolution.

Grimm mixed the Titan Spear's metal powder into the living flesh according to the ratio of 1: 6.33. He then took out an astonishing amount of Philosopher's Stones, and under the control of Grimm's meticulous mana, he slowly permeated the living flesh with all kinds of neutralizing trace elements.

Very soon, the second batch of living flesh that Grimm threw into the synthesis altar was completely absorbed by the Infernal Spirit Ten Thousand Head Bird. Grimm then started throwing in the third and fourth batches …

Under such intense and crazy experiments, the black flames of the Infernal Spirit Myriad-Headed Bird became more and more majestic, and its body gradually became more and more spherical.

15 days later.

When Grimm threw in the 29th batch of living flesh, the Infernal Spirit Ten Thousand Head Bird seemed to have reached its limit and could no longer absorb. At this moment, the Infernal Spirit Ten Thousand Head Bird's mental state was like that of an old man who was about to fall into a deep sleep.

"Hehe, I've finally reached the most important step."

Grimm took a deep breath, and after cleaning up the excess living flesh on the altar, he gazed at the 10,000-meter-long black flaming bird egg that was gradually taking shape. He took out the Holy Judgment Spirit's bone marrow from the Forgotten World of the Book of Truth. The golden bone marrow seemed to have infinite magical power and was extremely tempting. The special energy inside seemed to be in an extremely active state, giving people the feeling that it was a liquid flame.

"Wait a minute!"

Little Eight flashed and suddenly appeared on Grimm's shoulder. She called out, "My dear Grimm Beast, are you sure that the Infernal Spirit Ten Thousand Head Bird can successfully complete the Life Transformation? You once said that if it fails, Xiaowan will …"

"Of course I'm sure."

Grimm comforted Little Eight. Just as he was about to pour in the Holy Judgment Spirit's bone marrow, Ye Ye yelled again, "I want you to promise me!"

"Alright, I promise!"

Grimm sighed. Then, under the gaze of Little Eight and Ye Ye, he poured the Holy Judgment Spirit's bone marrow into the black flames. In an instant, the black flames that had originally calmed down seemed to have received some kind of stimulation and burned fiercely again.

"Ah! Grimm Beast, how's Xiaowan?! "

Grimm's tri-colored eyes flashed, and he said calmly, "Don't worry, it has already metamorphosed. We just need to wait quietly for the day it breaks out of its shell. It has already matured, so it will be fine."

"Oh."

From the looks of it, Little Eight was going to wait here for the day Xiaowan broke out of its shell.

On the other side, after Grimm caused such a huge commotion in the Ice Age Secret Realm, Millie, who had been waiting for a long time in the distance, flew over. She leaned lightly against Grimm's side and stared at the black flaming bird egg on the giant altar.

"How long will it take for it to break out of its shell? Moreover, this is your Elemental True Body. Without the Omnipotent Soul's support, using it frequently will probably have severe side effects. "

Grimm nodded.

"Indeed, the Infernal Spirit Myriad Head Bird breaking out of its shell is equivalent to a True Spirit Elemental True Body. However, without the Omnipotent Soul's support, using it frequently will probably endanger the evolution of the Infernal Spirit Myriad Head Bird. However, the civilization war is about to end, and my True Spirit Dedication is about to take place. Moreover, I have the Blood Rain clone to temporarily support it. As for the time it will take for it to break out of its shell, it will probably take at least a thousand years … "

Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch …

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the altar. Black color spread, and the altar was actually completing its metalization under the mysterious power of the violent black flames!

"Oh?"

Grimm retreated with Millie, his heart filled with anticipation for the Infernal Spirit Myriad Head Bird.



On a certain day thirty-five years later.

He was collecting the derivative versions of "Grimm's Fairy Tales" that had been scattered across the various regions of the Magus World. Regarding the never-ending "Grimm's Fairy Tales", the people of the various regions had derived different endings according to their own preferences, and Grimm was collecting these endings.

The Boundless World Sphere was originally a so-called low-latitude refuge created by the ancient Jacques civilization, but Grimm had used it as the tip of the future Truth Balance Magic Staff, the medium for the Dimensional Gap Seal.

At this moment, Grimm was strolling within the Boundless World Sphere. Apart from a few low-grade robots that had been deliberately left behind, the Strange Crystal Terminators sealed within had already been cleanly cleaned up by Grimm.

At this moment, in Grimm's eyes, the different derivative endings of "Grimm's Fairy Tales" were connected to different planes within the Dimensional Gap. Grimm's gaze was as if he was staring at a low-latitude window.

"What exactly is a higher latitude? What is the truth and fate? Since I can't reach a higher latitude, I can only speculate by observing a lower latitude in order to understand the secrets of a higher latitude. Did Antonio think of this back then? "

As he muttered to himself, the endings of "Grimm's Fairy Tales" that Grimm had collected were gradually imprinted on the surface of the Boundless World Sphere.

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