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Chapter 1606

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The Stairway Mountain was covered in glaciers, and the sky fell into a long silence.

On one side was Grimm, who had been completely shocked by the power of the Dimensional Dimension in Grimm's Fairy Tale.

Of course, this so-called Dimensional Dimension was the power of the Dimensional Dimension in Grimm's own concept of will. Grimm only represented one of the Dimensional Dimension powers explored by millions of sorcerers, and it was not the exact definition in the sorcerer's knowledge system.

However, through the activation of the sorcery this time, after Grimm thoroughly saw the manifestation of the power he had explored, he fell into a state of emptiness. Wisps of light of wisdom turned into a source of inspiration in the depths of his soul, flashing and rushing into Grimm's thoughts. When Grimm woke up from his stupor again, he felt indescribably refreshed.

Although he was afraid that he was looking for an unknown path that no one had explored before, and did not know what kind of absurd and terrifying phenomenon would happen in the future, at the same time, Grimm also made sure of his own path of exploration.

This path … had a future that belonged to it.

On the other side was Grimm's disciple, Andu Seymour.

He had accompanied his mentor on the Stairway Mountain for decades. On one hand, Andu Seymour had plundered the wealth of the Kingdom of Heaven on the Stairway Mountain, and his foundation had been growing. He had listened to his mentor's teachings and increased his experience and knowledge. On the other hand, he was experiencing the opportunity of the destruction of the Camouflage Icy Rain World.

From the perspective of the Endless World, the reincarnation of the birth and destruction of the world was happening all the time. However, the birth and destruction of a world took millions or even tens of millions of years. It was too long for a life. Even the World Lords and Stigmata Sorcerers seemed exceptionally small and insignificant in front of such a span of time.

At this moment, it was not easy for Andu Seymour to have such an opportunity to observe the destruction of the world directly.

The law of the Great Destruction was clear and thorough, and Andu Seymour was completely immersed in it. This stage was equivalent to the time when Grimm was a Level-4 Stigmata Sorcerer, waiting for the number of Infernal Myriads heads to accumulate enough Destructive Power to form the structure of the Stone of Sin.

Every minute and every second was an endless enjoyment for Andu Seymour. Seeing that his third disciple was still immersed in it, Grimm did not want to disturb him and waited quietly.

"Apart from the newly formed Dawn of the Gods and the ancient Sea Gods in the depths of the ocean, the only thing worth remembering in this world is the escaped Chaos Fiend King. However, with the special rules of this world, the difficulty of escaping is beyond imagination. Even if you try to escape, you won't be able to go anywhere … "

As he muttered to himself, Grimm's ambitions for the future conquest of this continent gradually unfolded. He had already done everything he could, and he had done everything he could.

Time passed, and soon, three months had passed. Suddenly, Andu Seymour woke up from his slumber.

"Mentor, have you always been here?"

"Don't think that this place is safe. Remember, you are the enemy of this world. As a large world, anything can happen. Before the arrival of the Destruction Corps, you should focus on exploring in secret. Don't be careless."

Grimm exhorted, paused, and said in a low voice, "The matter of the Thousand Bones of the Underworld God is over. Apart from the Chaos Fiend King who is on the run, theoretically, there should be no more specially evolved creatures in this world, but that's only theoretical. Your Eldest Senior Sister gave me some information, and I can use this time to explore it while I'm pursuing the Chaos Fiend King. Make preparations during this time. When the Destruction Corps arrives, you'll be busy. "

Hearing Grimm's words, Andu Seymour was stunned.

"Huh? Mentor, you said that the Thousand Bones of the Underworld God has been dealt with? But … "

Grimm waved his hand, gesturing for Andu Seymour not to ask any more questions. When it came to matters like this, the more participants the better. Ever since Grimm had experienced this, he had gradually become uneasy. His heart would palpitate at any moment, as if there was a pair of invisible eyes peering at him with contempt and mocking his ignorance.

"I'm using some higher-level techniques. This isn't something you can come into contact with for the time being. Go."

Grimm looked like he was unwilling to say more. After Anton Seymour bowed, he gazed at Grimm with a slight reluctance to part with him. The past few decades were the most precious memories of his life. He then turned and left.

"Whoosh …"

A gust of cold wind blew past. Grimm made a plan for the various destinations in his mind.

"Well then, let's first see how the Dawn of the Gods is doing. To be able to connect all the races on the continent in a mere few decades, the mastermind behind this organization is certainly not simple."

Without a sound, Grimm disappeared into thin air.

According to Cappuccino's secret message, a secret headquarters of the Dawn of the Gods was hidden at the foot of the western part of the Celestial Stairway, in the vast Highland Canyon area ruled by the Mountain Dwarves!

Due to the limited power of the Sorcerers in the Destruction Base and the fact that the Elysium Continent was too vast, no one had been able to do anything about the distant secret headquarters of the Dawn of the Gods and could only let it develop.

On one side was a winding mountain, on the other was a vast plain. The two were separated by a ravine thousands of meters deep. Birds, beasts, apes, and monkeys lived here. One could vaguely see the river at the bottom of the ravine, forming a whole new ecosystem on the continent.

At the same time, under the influence of Grimm's Nether World Collapse Sorcery, with the Stairway Mountain as the center, a large number of ravines spread out. Some of them crossed the magnificent canyon, making the ecosystem here even more complicated.

After Grimm appeared out of thin air without making a sound, not even the birds and beasts around him noticed him. The cries of apes rose and fell in succession.

Grimm's tri-colored eyes stared at the broken walls of the ravine. The luster in his pupils constantly changed. The layers of textures on the walls were clear at a glance. It only became blurry after penetrating more than a hundred meters of the geological structure. As Grimm's shrinking area expanded, a hidden door of a dwarven tunnel appeared before Grimm's eyes from the bottom of the precipitous cliff.

"Found it. Kekekeke, it's here."

Under the Mask of Truth, an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The Robe of Representations was activated again and gradually disappeared.

On top of the hidden stone door, there were a few sturdy dwarves with a height of less than a meter, clad in armor, and bored to death guards. What made Glenn slightly surprised was the four statues on both sides of the door. These statues unexpectedly had some similarities with the mechanical craftsmanship of the Sorcerer World's Mechanical Marionettes. They were all devices that used a large number of levers and gears for power transmission.

As for the stone door's function of preventing outsiders from invading, other than being more hidden, it was like a decoration to Grimm.

Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong …

After entering the interior of the thick mountain wall, he could faintly hear the hammering sounds of the mountain dwarves mining through the sound transmission of the stone wall.

Like ants under his feet, Grimm could crush these guards to death at any time. After experiencing the Dimensional Power in Grimm's Fairy Tales, these dwarves were not even living beings that were a mixture of rules, willpower, and energy in Grimm's eyes. They were just wisps of ink-like things.

"Hey, Big Beard, don't drink too much. These days, the tribe leader is receiving well-known Sanctuary powerhouses nearby. No one can protect you if something happens."

A mountain dwarf carrying an axe shouted when he saw that the mountain dwarf opposite him was stealing time to drink again.

Big Beardy wiped the wine off his beard and burped. His cheeks under the steel helmet were obviously much redder. He grunted, "Ever since that great being descended on God's Miracle, there hasn't been a day when the patriarch hasn't received a few Sanctuary powerhouses …"

"Hmph! It's different this time. Didn't you hear? There's an accident at the Heaven Ladder Mountain. It's very likely to be related to the Terminators. I'm afraid the mainland is going to be in chaos again. "

"If you ask me, we should just be like those small tribes and close the cave. We won't see anyone and open it again after a few hundred years."

The Big Beard Dwarf mumbled.

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