Grimm and Andu Seymour stood side by side.
The mentor and disciple faced the vast whirlpool of darkness in the sky together. The Divine Ancestor of No Beginning and Darkness had the power to suppress mountains and rivers.
One of them was Grimm, who had opened the Voodoo Ancestor's True Body. He had the ability to change the units and nature of the laws. With the help of the Mask of Truth, the Robe of Representations, the Dark Codex of Life and Death, the Staff of Truth Balancing, the Titan Ring of Attrition, and many other powerful sorcery artifacts, he could deal with the endless source of darkness from the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning and Darkness.
The other was Andu Seymour, who had opened the Human Ancestor's True Body. His foundation was the dazzling ability derived from the law of destruction. As an existence who could step through the terrifying spacetime laws like the Penetrating Door, Andu Seymour's resistance to all kinds of spacetime powers had reached an unimaginable level. Therefore, he was mainly dealing with the spacetime power of the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning and Darkness' Door of Darkness.
Caw caw caw caw!
The owl's head, which was tens of thousands of meters long, slowly reached down from the whirlpool of the Door of Darkness. Its pitch-black eyeball slowly descended with Grimm at the center, as if it was going to swallow Grimm.
This so-called owl was obviously not a real owl. It was a phenomenon of the mysterious power laws, just like what had happened when the Light of Balance appeared in the Dimensional Esophagus.
Enveloped by the brand new source of darkness laws and the milky white light of balance, Grimm's tri-colored eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears couldn't help but emit thick smoke under the Mask of Truth. They were all swallowed by the pitch-black eyes of the owl in the sky.
This situation seemed to be continuously extracting some of Grimm's attributes, and the one that suffered the most was the Infernal Spirit Myriad Head Bird.
Chirp chirp chirp!
Hiss hiss hiss …
Behind Grimm, the Infernal Spirit Myriad Head Bird existed in the form of a shadow, and its many heads were powerlessly wailing. These bird heads, which had been forged from the source of darkness, had almost no ability to resist the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness.
"Absorbing the power that grew in the darkness?"
When Grimm's foundation was continuously being extracted, he realized that the mysterious power of the Origin of Darkness wasn't just the power of the Infernal Spirit Myriads Head Bird. It was also absorbing a portion of the power that he had obtained from the Laws of Darkness.
Similarly, Ando Seymour was also affected. His eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth were constantly emitting black smoke, but he was still resisting the Power of Space and Time from the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning. Grimm had never been affected by the Power of Space and Time.
"Grimm Beast, hurry up and think of something!"
Even Little Eight's nostrils were emitting smoke.
However, compared to Grimm and Anton Seymour who were fuming with smoke from their seven orifices, Little Myna's two nostrils were emitting smoke. Compared to Darkness and Anton Seymour's pitch black smoke, Little Myna's smoke was almost indiscernible. It was as if Old Ham was enjoying a big smoking pot.
"I can't think of a way to break it in a short period of time. However, I can use other means to temporarily stall it and buy some time. "
As he spoke, Grimm's Sorcerer True Body shone with infinite brilliance.
Anton Seymour, who was illuminated by the brilliance, immediately felt extremely warm. This was the ability that Grimm rarely used nowadays, the Light of Hope.
As Grimm waved his Staff of Truth Balance, the Titan Ring of Attrition buzzed, buzzed, buzzed, buzzed. The Light of Hope was turned into four gentle halos by Grimm. He gently fiddled with them, and the four halos enveloped the hair of Grimm, Anton Seymour, Little Eight, and Millie respectively, temporarily minimizing the influence of the Origin of Darkness. Then, just like Little Eight, the four of them lightly emitted smoke.
Putting aside the confrontation between Grimm and the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness with his control of wisdom, on the other hand, the confrontation between Anton Seymour and the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness was even more direct!
Hum, hum, hum, hum, hum, hum!
The Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness wanted to use the space-time power of the Dark Portal to suppress this ruler who had amazing resistance to all kinds of chaotic space-time powers. Anton Seymour, however, refreshed the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness' understanding again and again. His initial confidence gradually turned into doubt, and now into fear.
In the Endless World, there are actually creatures that can use chaotic space-time as a way to survive?!
The Sword of Rifts slid past.
Unlike Little Eight's evasion and the resistance of the Divine Gourd Mountain in the Dimensional Gap, Anton Seymour completely ignored this attack and let the Sword of Rifts slide past. Not only did he not suffer any changes, but the Sword of Rifts weakened a lot.
"What exactly are you?!"
The Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness asked Anton Seymour the same question it had asked Little Eight before, finally shifting its attention from Grimm to the Celestial Sorcerer who controlled the laws that it could not understand.
"Hmph, I am …"
Anton Seymour, who had fought side by side with his mentor, suddenly turned to look at Grimm awkwardly and said, "Mentor, what is the level of the Sorcerers World's Elemental Celestial Sorcerer?"
Grimm, who was thinking about how to break the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness's Absorption of Darkness, looked at Anton Seymour with his tri-colored eyes that were emitting green smoke and said, "It's not important. Don't waste your breath on this dying person. All you need to know is that you are my disciple."
With a cold snort, Grimm looked at the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness, whose attention was on Anton Seymour.
It seemed that the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness had already forgotten him. Back then, he was just an insignificant ant to it, right?
If one were to think about it seriously, the Door of Darkness had a fatal flaw because of him!
When the Gate of Darkness was infused with Eternal Time, a part of it was absorbed by the Boundless World Ball. In other words, a part of the Gate of Darkness was missing, and he knew exactly where that part was missing!
In other words, to the Gate of Darkness, he had the same ability that the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness had used to attack Anton Seymour. If he could grasp the right opportunity, he could completely attack its weakness!
Thinking of this, the divine light in the depths of Grimm's tri-colored eyes condensed, and he seemed to have some ideas in his mind.
"Hmph, I am Anton Seymour, the third disciple of the First Generation Sorcerer King Grimm. I have already forgotten how many levels I have lost in the chaotic space-time. Now that I can finally return, you dare to stop me!"
Anton Seymour then said, "But I also have to thank you for giving me the experience of fighting alongside my mentor."
"And the grave that you shared!"
The Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness said.
The more time passed, the more impatient the Divine Ancestor of No Beginning of Darkness became. With a loud boom, the owl, the source of darkness, wanted to go past Grimm to do something to Anton Seymour, but it was blasted away by the vast light of the Staff of Truth Balance.
"You'd better tell this to Phmerosius of the Demon-Hunting Expeditionary Legion, hehehehe!"
A space-time rippled, and in the same pitch-black vortex, a small figure gradually emerged.
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