As time passed, no one could understand Grimm's loneliness and happiness on the path of truth.
The path of the Wizard Ancestor was diligent, and the path of truth was boundless!
Beauty? Ugliness!
Under the Mask of Truth, everything was just a layer of skin made up of origin runes. It was meaningless. Only the supreme loftiness of one's spiritual will was great.
In the world made up of origin runes, Grimm swam to his heart's content. After hundreds of years, he had understood the birth and application of the power of trajectory, and after breaking the curse of the No Beginning Darkness Saint Ancestor, items disappeared and recovered one after another. Grimm continued to harvest, and the words on the pages of the Book of Truth were also explosively filling up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Little Eight's coffee cup, juice cup, teacup, and wine cup were changed one after another. If outsiders saw Grimm's excitement, they would probably think that he had gone crazy. However, in the eyes of Little Eight, it was because she knew that her summoned beast was about to level up again, so of course, she was happy.
There was no need to feed, no need to educate, no need to invest, and it was on call.
Apart from sometimes having a little temper with her, this kind of perfect, top-grade summoned beast with unlimited potential was simply a cheat that only a protagonist could have!
As for herself, she only needed to be responsible for enjoying it.
Suddenly!
Grimm stopped the experiment in his hand and floated in the air. The blue spiritual body had spread to most of his body, and the brilliance was accompanied by the supreme mysterious pressure. He fell into silence, as if nothing in the outside world could disturb his thinking. The charm of erudition and wisdom was enough to intoxicate any Wizard who saw him and make them admire him endlessly.
It was knowledge that made Grimm infinitely tall. Standing at the peak of knowledge, he looked down on the insignificant beings who did not know what they meant. That was the joy that only Wizards could feel.
Little Eight was also alarmed by Grimm's actions.
This was because Little Eight knew that this was often when Grimm had made progress in stages and was about to reap some rewards, so he was making a final conclusion.
Swoosh …
The difference was that one of his hands had been completely spiritualized while the other hand still had three fingers that were in the process of spiritualization. It was like looking up from the bottom of the sea at the reflection of the sun above, intoxicating people with a desire to get close to it, to rush out of the oppression of the sea, to rush towards the freedom of the sky. That vast, wild, and unrestrained spirit had already been born.
Little Myna held a lollipop in his mouth and stood still as he observed the scene. Grimm's hands broke dozens of cups as if they were balloons. Poof, poof, poof, poof, these cups split into tens of thousands of large and small pieces. They floated in the air like water droplets that had lost their gravity. Occasionally, the water droplet fragments would merge into one when they got close to each other, and there were also water droplet fragments that were separated by the flow of elemental air.
Then, under the Mask of Truth, Grimm's tri-colored eyes spun rapidly, jumping between these water droplets at an incredibly high frequency. The two radiant palms were like a pianist playing the most beautiful music in the world, fiddling and reorganizing the water droplets in an almost artistic form.
Gradually, a body appeared!
"Quack? This … This is … "
One of Little Eight's wings pointed at the body that Grimm had created out of thin air, trembling uncontrollably.
"Vivian!?"
Every cell had complete vitality. The heart was beating, the blood was flowing, and even the eyes were blinking and breathing. Even the smell on the body was the same, but there was no spiritual consciousness. It was just a perfect body of Vivian.
Since he could create Vivian's body, theoretically speaking, Grimm could also create the body that was hidden in the dark memories in his heart. But what was the point of that?
Hum …
The Amnesia Crack was cut open by Grimm. Drip, drip. The Amnesia Creature made of stinky sweat released a female elf.
This was also one of the nutrients that Grimm had prepared for the Titan's Ring of Attrition to transform his spiritual body. It was a standard Level-6 creature, but now, under the pressure of Grimm's aura, it stood stiffly. Its eyes were empty because of excessive fear, and every cell was instinctively trembling in the despair of death.
Pa!
Grimm waved his hand casually, and this Level-6 creature that had been completely bound by Grimm's aura was actually smashed into water droplets that filled the sky, no different from those cups. Grimm did not even look at the Endless World's dimensional dregs. He reached out and took the spiritual consciousness that was about to be slowly digested by the Endless World. With a "ha" sound, he infected the spiritual consciousness and threw it into Vivian's body.
Da da da da …
The trembling started, but it was not due to the instincts of the cells. It was due to the subconscious control of the spiritual consciousness.
"Consciousness! The only difference between a human and a god is this thin layer! "
As Grimm mumbled to himself, he casually glanced at the World Lord level Vivian that he had created and sighed silently. Be it in terms of ethics or emotions, Grimm would not allow her to exist. Pa! After being smashed into pieces by Grimm's spells, he first kept the spiritual consciousness and the splendor of the water droplets back into the body of an elf. Then, he stuffed the spiritual body back.
"This … This! Grimm Beast, you already have the ability to resurrect a World Lord level lifeform?! "
Faced with Little Eight's question, Grimm, who had gradually recovered from his frenzied state, shook his head and said in a low voice, "Resurrecting a World Lord level lifeform, other than the difficulty and the different principles, the Black Mage King can also do it. What I'm pursuing now is the ability of 'God' in the legendary novels, to split the heavens and earth and create a new consciousness lifeform."
As he spoke, Grimm's hands moved, as if he was writing origin runes out of thin air and continuously piecing them together.
Gradually, a cup appeared out of thin air!
This cup was not created out of thin air by storing infinite microscopic energy, nor was it a disguised piecing of elemental energy. This was the origin runes written by Grimm, truly created out of thin air!
This was the infinite microscopic version of the 'God's' ability to split the heavens and earth in those legendary novels!
"Consciousness, only consciousness is something we can't understand. Perhaps it's because their consciousness is too strong that they can stand on top of the endless time and space of the world. Whether it's horizontally or vertically, they can easily see the space and history of this low-dimensional world. "
Suddenly.
Grimm and Little Eight's continued deep communication of consciousness was interrupted by the overwhelming elemental ripples outside.
"Ah …"
Vast energy waves overflowed, and only then did Grimm wake up from his state of forgetting time. After removing the restriction protection in the first instance, what greeted him was the overwhelming pressure of facing a large world that was about to collapse and explode!
"First Generation Wizard King, the fish have already taken the bait."
At this time, Grimm discovered that because of the tyrannical pressure of the Six Rings Celestial Sorcerer, the Guardians of Winter and Summer, as well as the First Ring Celestial Sorcerer were concealed!
"En, then let's catch them all in one go, and you will also walk into the eternal glorious history of the Sorcerer World!"
Grimm suddenly stood up, terrifyingly calm.
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