"He's afraid too."
The one who spoke was the Paramita Samsara Black Mage King, and the person she was referring to was undoubtedly Grimm.
This army of billions and billions of bloodline creatures was not worth mentioning. It was just that their numbers were massive, and it would take time and effort to deal with them. Compared to a Mage army, they were worlds apart and did not have much battle prowess. Therefore, the Netherworld River, which had been summoned by the Black Mage King's Nether Codex of Life and Death, started a massacre.
However, as the influence of the Netherworld River was far too great and the Bloodline World was also an existence in the gaps between a few Illusory Worlds, it caused the few Illusory Worlds in the surroundings to be squeezed together. After the Black Mage King put away a large portion of the Netherworld River, he also felt vexed by these densely-packed little things.
This scene was extremely similar to how the ancient Sorcerers World faced the Abyss World.
"Using the supreme laws of the Magus World to threaten me, using these illusory creatures to deplete my Despair Foundation, how vexing! Of course he's afraid. I'm guessing that he's probably already felt that kind of gaze. Now, there's no doubt that he's being watched by those creatures from the Higher Latitude. Every time he performs, he gets closer to the Higher Latitude, until one day, the Endless World's Dimensional Rules can no longer accommodate him. By then, all methods will be useless! "
The Netherworld Dark Mage King said in a hoarse voice.
His plan was to use his Rule BUG that had been acknowledged by the Endless World to increase Grimm's combat power to the limit in the process of continuous battles, and then be expelled from this dimension by the Endless World's Laws.
"In the end, it's still the path of an Elemental Sorcerer, using a higher law to control, the pursuit of the power to transform dreams into reality. Direct confrontation is only a support."
The Paramita Samsara Black Mage King mumbled.
Simultaneously, the Black Mage King also noticed that Grimm was opening up another Illusory World's Door in the distance.
The Black Mage King, who was amidst the endless black fog, knew that even if he were to obtain victory in these two Illusory Worlds, Grimm would soon open the third and fourth World Gates.
This was the ultimate battle method that Elemental Mages pursued. Even the Black Mage King, who was in his perfect form, felt extreme despair. It was as if the endless world was pressing down on him.
This was what Antonio meant when he said that he could pry open the endless world!
"I'll use those little things I collected to deal with these annoying little things. How long can the Sorcerer World's Despair last?"
After the Netherworld Black Mage King heard his sister's question, he raised his right hand high amidst the horrified gazes of the billions of low-tiered creatures. The simple and unadorned ring patterns on his thumb flashed, and one after another, World Lords appeared. The weakest of them was a level 6 World Lord. Hundreds of them surged out, and the entire Bloodline Army was seething with excitement. The few Bloodline Kings were astonished and aghast when they sensed the Black Mage King's sudden addition of three great chimera puppets and several hundred level 6 World Lords!
The Black Mage King spat out a Mirror. "It," muttering, "It. to to," to to to to World's s, "to King to, to, to," to, "said., King to," to "with to to", "with Grimm with with to of Wang,", "by", ",", "
The World Lords summoned by the Black Mage King Titan's Ring of Attrition were obviously different from those summoned by Seven Rings Celestial Sorcerer!
Shriveled and shriveled, these World Lords were in a subhealthy state of malnutrition, as if their vitality had been sucked away by an external force. Their consciousness was not clear, and their expressions were blank and stiff, as if they only retained the most instinctive killing intent.
Under the command of the Black Mage King's consciousness, these World Lords charged toward the army of bloodline creatures in all directions. The black fog of the profundity of life and death spread out rapidly in the bloodline world.
…
After completely solidifying the Bloodline World and the Ice Spirit World, the Steel Mane Bloodline King of the Male Boar started panting heavily.
Grimm let out a playful smile. He held the Staff of Truth Balance in his hand and bent his back to allow his huge physique to squeeze into the next illusory world. The Steel Mane Boar Bloodline King behind him couldn't help but roar, "What do we do next?"
Grimm sneered and left the bloodline world without paying any attention.
The cold air was pressing. This was the coldness that came from the soul, the nourishing rule of the ice spirits. After the milky white holy light around Grimm dispersed the rule of the world, he sensed everything in the Ice Spirit World. Compared to the narrowness of the bloodline world, which was squeezed by several large worlds, the rule of this world was obviously much stronger. If the Black Mage King descended into this world, the Netherworld River would once again be unobstructed.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish …
Grimm waited here for a few days and nights. On one hand, the creatures of the bloodline world were led by the Bloodline Kings, fleeing to the Ice Spirit World in a sorry state. On the other hand, the Ring Spirit Kings of the Ice Spirit World gathered here. In a short period of time, there were already seventeen Rulers gathered, and this was obviously not all of them.
As more and more Rulers gathered, the escaping Bloodline Kings were caught in a pincer attack. They were very passive, and the fear and uneasiness in their hearts were clearly shown on their faces.
However, even with so many Ring Spirit Kings gathered in the Ice Spirit World, and the army of illusory creatures that the bloodline world couldn't compare to, they still didn't dare to attack recklessly.
All of this was because of the three-eyed creature wrapped in milky white light in the center of the confrontation!
"We were invaded by the Ruler of the Netherworld Paramita Realm, and had no choice but to escape to this world. Please, everyone, save the bloodline world from danger. When the time comes, we will definitely return to the bloodline world!"
The Steel Mane Bloodline King of the Male Boar roared again and again in its consciousness, but all it received were the messy and mottled responses of the Level 4, 5, and 6 illusory creatures, such as "Go back", "Kill", "Disgusting reptile", and so on.
As for the Ring Spirit Kings, there was still no response.
Kacha, kacha, kacha …
Suddenly, in the solidified space-time rift behind the Bloodline Kings, the bloodline rule was gradually eroded by the profound meaning of life and death formed by wisps of black smoke. The space-time gate made a "kacha" sound of withering and decaying, and the chains fell off piece by piece. Grimm laughed coldly and raised his head, "Let's resist the Ruler of the Netherworld Paramita Realm together! Or else, only death awaits! "
"Who are you?"
In the faraway depths of the Spirit Ring's Icy Spirit World, a powerful consciousness that made even Grimm excited was slowly approaching.
According to Grimm's judgment, the strength of this illusory creature was comparable to a First Seal Battle Celestial Sorcerer even in the material energy world. In addition to the unknown illusory rule method, and the fact that it was born from the mother world, the degree of trouble was not much different from the Eye of Destruction and the Mother Clam of the Sea Serpent.
"Kacha, you can call me the King of Sorcerers! As for the rest, you don't need to know. Whether you resist or not is up to you, and whether you want to be my enemy is also up to you. "
As Grimm's indifferent consciousness conversed, black raindrops gradually fell from the sky.
Everything that came into contact with the black raindrops, whether it was a bloodline creature or an ice soul, all disintegrated on the spot. The formless weight returned to a part of the rule and disappeared.
One by one, the World Lords that were enslaved by the Titans poured out of the solidified world gate, and each of them had the strength of a Level 6 creature!
Huff, huff, huff …
With heavy panting, the two-headed, four-armed Black Mage King stood in the center of the solidified space-time rift, with the Nightmarish Purgatory Bone and the Formless Ten-Headed Demonic Corpse Puppet on his left and right. Then, with an earth-shattering "kacha" sound, the Human Ancestor's corpse reached out with both hands, widening the already huge rift even further, and the huge head also squeezed in bit by bit.
Seeing this, Grimm laughed heartily.
"Kacha, lowly creatures, resist if you don't want to die. This is the Netherworld Paramita Realm's only ruler!"
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