As long as Grimm was on the Stairway Mountain, the Myriad Bones of the Underworld would not be able to cause any trouble until the day the Annihilation Legion arrived and completely destroyed the Will of the Undead, eliminating the last eyesore in this world.
It was not until more than half a month later that Anton Seymour hurried to the Stairway Mountain.
"Master!"
Anton Seymour landed beside Grimm. At this time, Grimm was like an old scavenger, walking aimlessly on the Stairway Mountain. He held the Skynet Crystal Ball in his hand and was chatting happily with Ice Age Black Mille.
Waving his hand, Grimm gestured to the slightly reserved Anton Seymour to do as he pleased.
In the crystal ball, Mille, who was at the bottom of the ocean, saw Anton Seymour through the background of Grimm's crystal ball. She was communicating with Grimm intimately. Her eyes, full of love, gradually moved away from Grimm and fell on Anton Seymour.
"Well, since Anton Seymour is here, get back to business. I'll be careful here."
After Mille closed the crystal ball connection, Grimm did not want to show his affectionate side to his disciples. In front of his disciples, Grimm had always been knowledgeable, wise, mysterious, and in control of everything.
"Master."
Following behind Grimm, Anton Seymour greeted the sorcerer he respected the most in his life for the second time.
For some reason, Anton Seymour did not master the World Veil law system inherited by Grimm. However, he had a better grasp of the Mighty Poison Refinement Body and the basic perception knowledge of the Mask of Truth. Anton Seymour had followed in the footsteps of Grimm in the Refinement Technique and the ability to see the essence of nature. Even if it was only ten to twenty percent of the power, it was enough to make this Level-4 Stigmata Sorcerer an existence of the same level.
On top of that, the Great Destruction Force that he had mastered was a special kind of law energy. Even under normal circumstances, he would still be blessed. What surprised Grimm the most about this energy prying law was that following a series of unexpected situations such as the Great Cataclysm, when the world was nearing its end, it would receive a higher level of energy blessing!
It was almost foreseeable that Anton Seymour would need a powerful war spell to complement this ability.
Currently, under the influence of Grimm's demonic might, the most powerful beings on Elysium had fallen one after another. All that was left was for an enormous Magus army to descend upon Elysium from the Void. Then, the Terra Vein World would truly enter the path of destruction. When that time came, the blessings that Anto Seymour received would take an astonishing leap. This would perfectly enhance Anto Seymour's control over his power.
"En, Anton Seymour, do you know why my witch called you over?"
Grimm held onto his Abyss magic staff. Even from afar, the powerful aura of a Terminator had caused the ghouls to flee. Hence, wherever Grimm and Andu Seymour passed, not a single ghoul skeleton appeared.
"With teacher's wisdom, how could this disciple have guessed it?"
Anderson Seymour said humbly, although he had some guesses in his heart.
"Hmph …"
Grimm just walked on, minding his own business. He walked towards a shrine that gradually appeared in the distance, and said in a low voice, "This is the center of Elysium, and also the center of the entire Terra Vein World. Although this world is not worth mentioning compared to the Sorcerer World, when the ancient gods were at their peak, even the Sorcerer World wouldn't dare to offend them. We've merely caught up with the weakest period of its history."
Andu Seymour did not say anything. He just followed behind his mentor quietly, listening to Grimm's teachings.
"It can be said that I've now defeated all the top creatures in this world with my own strength. Even if there are a few Level-6 creatures among the fleeing gods, they can no longer reverse the situation. What's left is to wait for the arrival of the Sorcerer Legion to completely destroy all the creatures in this world, thus destroying this world and completing the Celestial Soul Dedication of your teacher as the World Savior."
As he spoke, Grimm stopped and turned to look at Grimm. "And you, with the help of the destructive force of this world, have a clear understanding of the nature of the laws. Not to mention the problem of the qualitative energy structure of a mere Level-5 Stigmata Sorcerer, even if a Level-6 Stigmata Sorcerer combines with natural phenomena, you can also try to understand the nature of the laws and try to advance to Level-6 Stigmata Sorcerer in the next thousand years, and help me with the Sorcerer Ancestor Project!"
"Ah!?"
After a moment of shock, Andu Seymour immediately said, "Master, you're the sorcerer I've respected the most in my life. No matter what happens, your disciple will always be your most loyal subordinate and follow your great will."
"Alright, from now on, you'll be responsible for patrolling the Heaven Ladder Mountain. There's still a powerful Lord of the Underworld at the bottom of this mountain, and he's not someone you can handle. But as long as I'm here, he won't be able to do anything no matter how capable he is. After the Destruction Legion arrives, I'll get rid of this eyesore. You just stay here and observe and understand the laws of destruction and gravity."
"Yes!"
Andu Seymour's voice was sonorous and powerful. His eyes under the mask were incomparably firm as he followed the figure in front of him who could give him infinite warmth and security.
"Heeheehee, the Shrine of Hatred is just ahead. As one of the seven most powerful superior gods on the Elysium Continent, even if the Lord of the Underworld Hatred has fallen, his Divine Kingdom will still last for a long time and won't collapse anytime soon. Go and have a look. I won't be stingy. Take whatever you see in there. "
As he spoke, the spacetime around Grimm changed, and he appeared in front of the Shrine of Hatred with Andu Seymour.
"Terminator, even if you …"
* Bam! *
The chief shaman of the Shrine was an undead skeleton. It was unknown what race he was when he was alive, but the material and structure of his bones were rather unique. However, even the Lord of the Underworld Hatred was crushed by Grimm, not to mention a chief shaman who had lost his divine energy. He was instantly blown to smithereens by Grimm's breath.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine steps. Grimm and Andu Seymour crossed the nine hundred and ninety-ninth step in a single step. The towering divine statues in the hall had already lost the radiance of faith, and the sacrificial offerings also appeared dull and colorless. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! A large number of machine-operated weapons shot out. Even a pinnacle existence of the Sanctuary-realm would become extremely fragile in the face of such machine-operated weapons. However, they posed no threat to Grimm and Andu Seymour.
* Boom! *
In an instant, the entire shrine collapsed before Grimm's eyes. Hundreds of millions of pieces of debris exploded and flew in all directions.
"These Foreign Gods love these ostentatious things the most. After their glorious years, they will only be left with dregs of decay. Remember, to a Sorcerer, only the knowledge of truth and arcana is eternal wealth."
As Grimm spoke, he waved his magic staff. With a click, the door to the God Kingdom of Hatred opened.
"Go. Without the blessing of the divine energy of hatred, there shouldn't be anything in there that can threaten you. Take whatever you want. Very soon, they will disappear completely with the destruction of the Terra Vein World."
To Grimm, the wealth that was dispensable and unworthy of his attention might be an exaggerated and unexpected gain to this young disciple. Andu Seymour had just begun to sense it, and he said joyfully, "Thank you, teacher!"
With that, he did not stand on ceremony and stepped into the space-time rift.
"You're welcome. There's still a lot of time. On this Stairway Mountain, there are thousands of Stones of Original Sin, hundreds of shrines, and ancient secrets. I'll bring you to explore them one by one. Take whatever you want. I won't be stingy. Hehehehe …"
Just like that, the teacher led his disciple and began to plunder as he pleased on the Stairway Mountain.
Such a situation was indeed an unforgettable opportunity for a low-level Sorcerer.
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