Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom …
Amidst the overwhelming attacks, muffled groans, Grimm held the Abyssal Staff in his hand, tightly protecting the extremely weakened Anto Seymour behind him. More and more injuries appeared on his body, and he was almost at the same level as Anto Seymour.
Anto Seymour was like a child attached to his mentor's wings. A sense of security that he had never felt before gradually emerged.
For a long time, Anto Seymour had spent every minute and every second in indifference and loneliness. He had to be on guard at all times against life-or-death crises. This feeling of warmth and security made Anto Seymour recall the day he became an official Sorcerer under his mentor's earnest guidance, and then inherited his mentor's spiritual will.
At this moment, seeing Mentor Grimm's reckless actions for his sake, not hesitating to clash head-on with the Dimensional War Army, which had already caused him to be riddled with injuries, Anto Seymour's heart was broken.
Anto Seymour would rather be the one being hurt now than be a burden to his mentor and be hurt for him.
"Mentor, not only did I not become your pride, but I've also become your burden. I'm useless, and I'm ashamed!"
Anto Seymour spoke in a sorrowful tone, and by the end, he was almost choking with sobs. The emotions that had been suppressed for so long for so long were finally released at this moment.
After a moment of silence, Grimm's calm voice sounded.
"Anto, you've always been my pride. I've watched you grow bit by bit. The wisdom and hardships you've put in may not be understood by others, but I do!"
Grimm broke through the layers of encirclement, constantly shuttling between different paper dimensions. At the same time, he gave affirmation and encouragement to the disciple behind him. His tone was firm and penetrating.
Although he knew that Mentor Grimm would definitely say that, after hearing his mentor's words of comfort, Anto Seymour could not help but close his eyes in gratitude, concealing his deep, wise, and dim eyes.
After a pause, Grimm sighed and said in a low voice, "Based on your space-time calculations, how many eras has it been since we left the Sorcerer World?"
"Eight eras, nine eras, or ten eras? I can't remember. It was a chaotic spacetime without the concept of specific space and time rules. It could cross paths with all kinds of absurd and illusory rules at any time. During that time, I also came into contact with some powerful creatures from other worlds and even special lifeforms at the dominator level. In the beginning, I used the heartbeat technique to calculate time, but after three eras, I gradually lost myself and lost the concept of time. "
Hearing Ando Seymour's answer, Grimm's sigh became even longer.
Grimm, of course, knew what this meant. Anton Seymour should have been slowly digested by the Endless World!
As time passed, not only was Anton Seymour not digested by the Endless World, but he also became stronger and stronger. He gradually became a "stone" in the digestive system of the Endless World, affecting the operation of the Endless World. Only then was he instinctively squeezed into the Dimensional Esophagus by the Endless World, together with millions of exiles, to treat his stone disease by launching the Dimensional War!
He didn't know how many more dominator rank experts were in the Dimensional Esophagus Path like Ando Seymour.
"Master, how is the Sorcerer World? Did the demon-hunting expedition succeed? Did you achieve your goal?"
Anton Seymour asked eagerly.
Regarding the memories of the Sorcerer World, Anton Seymour was still stuck at the time when Grimm was performing the celestial sacrifice and the expedition to the Terra Vein World. According to the era that Anton Seymour lived in, if the Sorcerer World was parallel to the current era, the demon-hunting expedition would have long since come to an end. That was why he instinctively asked.
"With the material energy spacetime that I am now connected to, the Sorcerer World has only just started the demon-hunting expedition. How can there be any success or failure? As for the specific strategic arrangements of the demon-hunting expedition, it was all planned by me. The reason I came to the Dimensional Esophagus this time is to control the progress of the first demon-hunting expedition from behind the scenes and eliminate a threat that the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers will face during the demon-hunting expedition! "
Seeing Anton Seymour's shocked expression and questioning eyes, Grimm said in a low voice under the Mask of Truth, "That's right. Master's plan has succeeded. I am now the first generation Sorcerer King of the Sorcerer World! You have to work hard too. In the future, you will take over the position of Master and become the second generation Sorcerer King … "
"Master, be careful!"
After Anton Seymour shouted, he waved the ruined Skeletal Staff.
The head of the staff was the skull of an unknown dominator. After two black lights shot out from its eye sockets, it blocked an extremely obscure sneak attack arrow.
Far away in the book dimension, after the sneak attack King Card saw that his attack had failed, his figure turned and jumped, leaving the same dimension as Grimm.
At the same time, behind the sneak attack Piglet, a dense army of fighter card people appeared and surged toward Grimm and Anton Seymour.
If Anton Seymour could detect the sneak attack, Grimm, who was wearing the Mask of Truth, could naturally detect it too!
It was just that Grimm had long been used to attacking with ease in a situation where he was in full control. On the other hand, Anton Seymour had been racking his brains for a long time, pursuing the so-called crisis in the bud. A slight mistake would cause extremely serious consequences. That was why he was like this.
Seeing his disciple like this, Grimm could not afford to be distracted anymore.
The injuries on his body caused Grimm to be in intense pain at all times. If he wanted to heal them, Grimm would need to consume a large number of Universal Souls. It was enough to make Grimm's heart ache.
"Focus on breaking out of the encirclement. Everything can wait until we return to the Sorcerers World! Although it has only been less than two eras since you left, the Sorcerers World has undergone earth-shattering changes. "
Hearing his master's words, Anton Seymour hummed in anticipation and nodded. Under his master's protection, he focused on looking for attacks that could pose a threat to his master.
From Anton Seymour's point of view, Master Grimm was just too strong. He was so strong that it was almost unimaginable!
Even in the long eras that Anto Seymour had been trapped in the chaotic spacetime, he had never seen any expert that could rival his mentor in his current state. Even the Dominators that had just been engulfed by the Death of Victory civilization's Card Dimension Army and the Dominators that had fled had not seen such a thing!
Anton Seymour could clearly feel the almost endless magic in his master's body. It was oppressing everything in all directions, almost causing the space-time of the Dimensional Esophagus to ripple and distort!
Perhaps one day in the future, he would also become a member of the Dimensional War Army and start such a war under his master's guidance?
Sadly, he and his master had not even come into contact with the core of this civilization's war. Just a Strategic Command Army at the periphery had brought him, his master, and so many pinnacle dominators into a dead end.
Compared to the Sorcerers World's Demon-Hunting Expeditionary Army, there was still a long way to go.
That's right. Only such a tyrannical army would have the ambition to break through the Endless World's Dimensional Space-Time and conquer the creatures of a higher dimension. It was like looking down at a tabletop card game, looking down at the Endless World and playing with the crickets in the box!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom …
After charging for half an hourglass' worth of time …
During this time, Grimm did not know how many low-level Card People armies he had destroyed. He kept moving deeper into the dark void, but there was always an army of Card People blocking his way. Even Grimm's self-sealing burst spell was a little weak. Finally, the vast dark void appeared in front of them.
Grimm and Anton Seymour rushed out of the Death of Victory civilization's Card People army's encirclement!
"Master, we did it?!"
Anton Seymour asked excitedly.
Pant, pant, pant, pant …
Grimm turned around, his tri-colored eyes staring back with lingering fear, as if he was confirming something. He continued to flee while saying, "They gave up on continuing the encirclement. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy."
As he spoke, Grimm gulped down a mouthful of saliva. The Shadow Hair Pool of Darkness and the Underworld Hades Lafite gradually retracted back into his body. The Magic Staff of Truth shrouded him in a milky white light. His figure returned from a two-dimensional plane to a three-dimensional state. He turned into a stream of light and panted as he escaped. "The two Dimensional War Legions of the Dimensional Esophagus must have encountered each other."
"Then what do we do?"
Anton Seymour asked.
In the Dimensional Esophagus, it was difficult for any life form to truly hide. The digestive law of the Dimensional Esophagus would automatically mark all life forms. When the Dimensional War ended, the victorious Dimensional War armies would completely sweep the Dimensional Esophagus, complete the blood sacrifice, and open the Dimensional Gate.
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