Many Dark Sorcerers gathered together and divided up the spoils of war in the shortest time possible.
Needless to say, there was no doubt.
Among the two Level 2 sorcerers, the Purple Thunderbolt Sorcerer kept the damaged Giant Flower Bud that was not moved away in time. The Storm Sorcerer, who came later, kept the living flesh of the seven Giant Beetles for himself. Another sorcerer with a Level 3 Honor Badge took the living flesh of seven Neon Green Amonros.
The remaining resources were then plundered by a group of low-level Demon-Hunter Sorcerers.
Grimm obtained the flesh of a Neon Green Amonro's living corpse, a small bottle of Demonic Blood Moss specimen, and seven or eight Enigmatic Stones.
The Enigmatic Stone was a smooth gray stone. It contained Enigmatic Energy that was influenced by the rules of the Shadow Enigmatic World. It was similar to a Sorcerer's Stone.
After keeping their loot, Grimm and Millie retracted their damaged Elemental Activation Sorcery and fought side by side. Their eyes flashed as they watched the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers scatter in all directions.
There were indeed many benefits to having an Honor Badge!
The Honor Badge represented the Demon-Hunter Sorcerer's major contribution in changing the outcome of the Foreign World Expedition. Even if it was the lowest Rank-3 Honor Badge, it still represented that the Demon-Hunter Sorcerer must have changed a part of the Demon-Hunter Expedition at some point in time, saved the Demon-Hunter Legion from huge losses, and played a vital role in the overall war situation.
For example, if Grimm was able to destroy the two remaining strategic weapons of the Amonro's Enigmatic Castles, he would be branded with a Rank-3 Honor Badge when he returned to the Holy Tower of Seven Rings.
Apart from that, there was another way to obtain an Honor Badge, which was to kill the World Guardian and accumulate the Wizard's Will.
Not only would the Honor Badge enhance one's commanding position in the Demon-Hunting Expedition, but it could also enhance the protection of the Sorcerer World's Origin Law and solidify the defense of the Sorcerer Barrier.
For example, the Demon-Hunter Sorcerer who had just received a Rank-3 Honor Badge had received more benefits than Grimm and the other low-level Demon-Hunter Sorcerers.
Therefore, from the bottom of his heart, Grimm could not help but desire the Medal of Honor.
"Grimm, since we've already destroyed one of the targets, let's retrieve the Soul Seeds from the Soul Slaves. If it's too long, the soul seed will start to dissipate, "Millie said to Grimm.
Grimm nodded.
"Hmm, the direction in which our Soul Slaves fell was not too far apart. Furthermore, it was right in front of the Amonro army and the Void Fortress. The Amonro's ground defenses were almost completely destroyed by the Bright Sorcerers' cannons. Together with the Dark Sorcerers who landed first, there shouldn't be too much trouble."
After a while, Grimm and Millie separated.
Grimm covered four to five meters with each step. Grimm held his magic staff and ran quickly on the ground, following the direction of the Soul Seed.
From time to time, huge craters would appear on the ground. Those were the elemental craters left behind by the Dark Sorcerers when they landed. At the same time, there would be a large number of low-level Amonro corpses.
On the devastated land, corpses were strewn all over and blood flowed like a river. The howling wind blew past, as if the entire land was crying. The Amonro's strange fleshy buildings were either burning, razed to the ground, or falling to the ground. Every piece of land was stained with blood, indicating that there had been a massacre and destruction.
From the perspective of these low-level Amonros, this was the world of the apocalypse. A group of foreign races were wantonly destroying the beautiful and peaceful Amonro World.
Poof! Poof!
As Grimm was moving forward, he saw two low-level Amonros hiding after discovering him. With a casual strike, the two Amonros disappeared into thin air.
Grimm continued to move forward quickly on the potholed land. He passed through areas that were filled with thick smoke and poisonous gas. Throughout the whole process, he did not stop even for a second because he killed low-level creatures.
Hmm?
Suddenly, Grimm sensed a group of low-level Amonros running towards him from a thousand meters away. There were about a thousand of them, and they were all Golden Amonros who could not fly.
Looking at the sky, Grimm saw a Demon-Hunter Sorcerer standing on the head of a gigantic water element python that was more than thirty meters long chasing after him.
Stopping, Grimm waved his magic staff. In the blink of an eye, six crimson fireballs appeared on the tip of his magic staff. The fireballs were only the size of a fist, and they looked like children chasing each other. With a wave of his magic staff, the six fireballs whistled through the air and exploded in front of the fleeing Amonros. Waves of fire spread.
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm …
The sorcerer's gloomy laughter echoed from afar.
When the sorcerer on the giant water element python saw that his prey was stopped by Grimm, he let out a low laugh and shot many water arrows at the Golden Amonros. These Golden Amonros who had low resistance to water elemental energy screamed in pain and died.
After a while, Grimm and the strange sorcerer joined forces and slaughtered more than half of the thousands of low-level creatures. Only a few Amonros scattered in all directions.
After a few polite words, they left in different directions. Grimm's progress in collecting Despair had increased a lot.
Now, with the destruction of the land by the Dark Sorcerers, the scattered low-level Amonros were killed and used to collect Despair. Their numbers were getting smaller and smaller.
The five Ghouls' corpses fell right below the battle between the sorcerer's slave army and the Amonro's Shadow Army. So now, Grimm was moving forward. The Bright Sorcerer's army in the distant sky was like a ferocious giant shark, chasing after countless small fishes and devouring them.
If this continued …
At this rate, it would not take long for the Amonro's Shadow Army to completely collapse. Now, they were only relying on their large numbers to delay the arrival of the Bright Sorcerer's army.
As he got closer to the land below the main battlefield, the number of Dark Demon-Hunter's craters increased. At the same time, the number of low-level Amonros' corpses also increased. There were also the corpses of the sorcerer's soul slaves that fell from the sky.
At this time, Grimm had to control the Force of Nature to fly at a low altitude, passing through the nightmare carpet of blood and corpses.
Therefore, Grimm could not help but think, if the sorcerer's Demon-Hunting Expedition failed and the Amonros became stronger, then in the distant future, would this land's status in the Shadow World be equivalent to the Sorcerer World's Human Will Mountain Range?
Both places were ancient battlefields created by the pioneers of the race to continue the will of the race.
In the distant future, would there be an old Amonro flying over here with a young Amonro, pointing at the huge skeletons of the sorcerer's slave monsters and explaining that these were the slaves controlled by the evil sorcerers. The great ancient Amonros only managed to defeat them after a bloody battle …
Shaking his head, Grimm said coldly, "Such a thing will not happen."
Grimm was not the only Dark Sorcerer wandering on the battlefield, searching for the Soul Seeds on the corpses of his Soul Slaves. The other Demon-Hunter Sorcerers who had descended from the sky were also doing the same thing. They were weaving in and out of the battlefield, replacing the endless number of low-level Amonros.
Now, those low-level Amonros had become a part of the endless sea of corpses on the battlefield.
On the other hand, the elite Dark Sorcerers who had descended from the sky earlier had left the carpeting of corpses to destroy the sorcerers' resistance in other areas.
From time to time, there would be sorcerer's slave monsters falling from the sky above. The wandering Dark Sorcerers did not even bother to look at them. Some of the slave monsters that were not completely dead were struggling and howling in pain, casting a shadow over the nightmarish sea of corpses.
However, if there were some white-skinned Enigmatic Amonros or high-level Amonros riding on their battle beasts that fell from the sky and were not completely dead yet, the Dark Sorcerers nearby would not mind casting another spell on them.
Hmm?
The corpse of this sorcerer's Soul Slave monster …
Grimm suddenly stopped in his tracks. His magic surged as he looked at the twenty-meter long corpse of the giant eagle. Using his mental strength, he sensed that there was something different about this seemingly ordinary corpse on the carpeting of corpses.
After a while, Grimm's body trembled and he was pleasantly surprised.
This feeling was indeed that of a living body. This feeling was right!
The so-called living body referred to the fact that the body of a living creature could produce a kind of magical potential. After the body died, the cells would devour each other for a period of time to prolong their own life.
However, normally, living creatures with living bodies would not be able to be sensed as different when they were alive, unless a sorcerer conducted a special test.
For Dark Sorcerers and Dark Sorcerers, a large amount of living flesh was the first requirement to create a Chimera. The value of the living flesh was traded in Sorcerer Essences.
This was a pleasant surprise. Grimm snapped his fingers and called Little Eight out. Under the Mask of Truth, a pair of slightly excited eyes could be seen. He said, "Let's work together to open a bigger dimensional gap and store this big guy inside."
A dimensional gap that was more than ten meters long, even if it was only for a moment, would be a huge burden for Grimm's memory, which was formed from only two hundred years of experience. Grimm could not handle it alone.
"Hmm? Wahahaha, this is … not bad. It's such a big piece of living flesh. It's enough for the initial Chimera experiments. "
After Grimm and Little Eight tried their best to stuff the giant eagle's corpse into the dimensional gap, Grimm, who was feeling a little dizzy, suddenly froze. A sorceress covered in blood-colored moss was curled up into a ball, trembling.
Although she was not dead, judging from the continuous consumption of magic and the final struggle, she was not far from death.
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