Cappuccino took out her crystal ball and excitedly reported the results of the battle to Grimm.
"Master, although the base has destroyed several strongholds of the Dawn of the Gods organization over the years, our manpower is really limited. Moreover, this organization is deeply rooted and the forces behind it are extremely complicated. Moreover, there are several remnant highgods secretly controlling them. I'm afraid it will be very difficult for us to eradicate them with our current strength."
"The Dawn of the Gods?"
Over the years, Grimm had been walking on the Stairway Mountain, suppressing the Myriad Bones Underworld God within the Stairway Mountain. Although he had never left the Stairway Mountain, he had learned the name of this new resistance organization from the spies.
Compared to the resistance organization formed by the seven supreme highgods who confronted Grimm head-on with brute force, the Dawn of the Gods adopted a gentle strategy of nibbling away at Grimm's invading will over a long period of time and gradually assimilate it into the Terra Vein World to save the world from its perilous situation.
Grimm was well aware of this resistance plan, and he had the unstoppable strength of an individual on the continent, yet he could do nothing about it. This was the most troublesome method of resistance for Grimm, who had swept across the continent with his individual strength.
It felt as though he had fallen into a never-ending cycle of being the enemy of the entire world.
The Terra Vein World was vast and boundless. Given the vastness of the Elysium, even if Grimm were to use a perpetual motion machine to endlessly bombard and exterminate every living thing in sight, the speed of Grimm's destruction would probably be far slower than the speed of regeneration of the living beings on the continent.
"Got it. Let's ignore this organization for now. Let's just uproot the strongholds around the base."
After a short pause, Grimm raised his head and gazed at a strange, dazzling azure light in the sky with his tricolor eyes. That was the camouflage world of icy rain that Grimm had created with the Great Collapse Spell of the Nether World.
"After some time, I should be able to leave the Stairway Mountain. By then, I'll send all the clues about the Chaos Devil King and the Dawn Gods to me. While I'm searching for the Chaos Devil King, I'll destroy some of the bases of the Dawn Gods along the way. Hmph, moreover … It's not long before the Coffin of Hope descends on the metal continent."
"Yes, instructor!"
Every time she saw Grimm's deep and hoarse voice full of confidence and control, Cappuccino was filled with trust and expectation. In addition to the trust that a student had for her teacher, it also contained the longing that a low-level wizard had for a great wizard who was the mainstay of the sorcerer world.
…
No deity could tell how many subcontinents there were around Elysium.
The space-time vortexes in the sky were formed by the unparalleled edicts of gravity of Elysium. Elysium had firmly bound all the small worlds around it. Apart from the dozens of eternal vortexes, there were also some invisible space-time vortexes that moved intermittently. Therefore, even the ancient Overgods did not provide specific parameters for them.
The Gods that descended from the subcontinents to the main continent, whether it was demigods or evil gods, were inferior and derogatory. They represented the nobility of the main continent's Gods.
In recent years, some intelligent beings on Elysium who were adept at observing the weather had discovered an unusual new space-time vortex. Its orbit was rather strange, especially in the last two years. The radiance and radiance of its orbit around Elysium even surpassed those of the eternal vortexes. This didn't seem to be a good sign.
The resulting chaos of the edicts of the tides had led to unspeakable suffering for coastal creatures. Secondly, some migrating creatures had gone extinct. These were the most direct effects.
On the shattered ground, Grimm stretched out an arm.
His sleeves were long, pale, and delicate, like the branches of a malevolent withered tree. Grimm's tricolor eyes looked at the sky through the gaps of his sinister claws. One after another, the space-time vortexes slowly rotated. Finally, Grimm fixed his gaze on the azure vortex. In Grimm's field of vision, the azure vortex happened to be in the shape of his palm.
Grimm inadvertently emitted two wisps of green smoke from his nostrils, circled once, and then drilled into the ground.
Not long after, with a crack, a skeleton crawled out. It looked no different from an ordinary skeleton, but in Grimm's eyes, this skeleton was equivalent to the Myriad Bones of the Underworld's will avatar, even though it had almost no power.
"It's not a big deal to destroy this avatar of mine. I can create tens of thousands of such avatars at any time," the skeleton said as it looked at Grimm in confusion.
The Myriad Bones of the Underworld had been spying on him for more than a year or two. Why would Grimm suddenly launch an attack? "My patience is wearing thin.
"My patience is wearing thin. Fortunately, I have already thought of a way to deal with you."
With a sneer, Grimm assumed a posture of silently chanting an incantation, as though he was about to launch some large-scale destruction sorcery. Obviously, he was putting up a flawless camouflage for the Collapse of the Nether World.
Who would have thought that this sorcery was actually launched decades ago by Grimm? Through precise calculations, he would link it up at the right time in the future.
However, even a destruction sorcery of this level wasn't enough to annihilate the will of the undead in the entire Stairway Mountain. Grimm seemed to have other plans.
The Dawn of the Deities?
Of course, the most important mission of the Dawn of the Deities was to investigate all the information and movements of the Terminators. Therefore, the sudden change in Grimm today attracted the attention of the tens of thousands of scouts scattered around Grimm on Stairway Mountain.
…
Camouflage World of Icy Rain.
This world was made up of an extremely special liquid. To the Ice Clan living in this world, this liquid was water. However, to the creatures of other worlds, this liquid that required -37.5 degrees Celsius to reach the freezing point was definitely not "water", but a liquid called "thou".
Because of the special rules of the Camouflage World of Icy Rain, the coldness of this world was far beyond the limits defined by the normal world rules. However, the Ice Clan living in this world had perfectly adapted to the cold rules and reproduced for generations. There were several great Ice Gods in history, but they were all annihilated in history and were never heard of again.
The current Camouflage World of Icy Rain had not been presided over by an Ice God for thousands of years.
"Huff, huff, huff, huff, huff, mummy, I can't breathe anymore."
A little Ice Clan that looked like a goldfish panted and cried as though she had contracted asthma in the Sorcerer World.
Pitter patter …
Under the strange rules of the world, when the icy rain fell from the sky, it would form a thick layer of ice that protected the "thou" below. This layer of ice was like the protective layer of the Sorcerer World's Firmament Water Curtain.
"Ling Er, you are the strongest Ice Clan. You must hold on, mummy can't lose you!"
The camouflage Ice Fish mother, who had completely merged with the "thou", was completely transparent as she comforted her young daughter.
For more than ten years, too many Ice Clan members had died without any reason or clue. It was as though the whole world was being played by an invisible hand, and the whole world was suddenly shrouded in the fear of death.
Most of the Ice Clan members who had died were the weaker ones who died due to the disorder of their bodily fluids.
The less intelligent Ice Clan members would definitely not understand that the culprit of such deaths was the change in the law of gravity!
The change in gravity in this world was actually caused by an incomparably terrifying creature called the Wizard of Annihilation. It was playing with everything in the foreign world. It wandered between the laws, using energy to pry open the laws and launch destructive war witchcraft.
"Mummy, mummy …"
As the Camouflage World of Icy Rain got closer to the Terra Vein World, the influence of the law of gravity became stronger and stronger. Even some of the stronger Ice Clan members began to die in large numbers. The little goldfish could not withstand the catastrophe brought about by the change in the law, and its voice became weaker and weaker …
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