* Poof! *
A cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded about seventy to eighty meters away from Grimm. Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm's eyes were bloodshot. His forehead and the tip of his nose were full of cold sweat. An energy ball that was completely condensed from a higher level of energy squeezed through the air.
At this moment, Grimm actually felt the pressure of facing a meteor falling from the sky.
As an official Sorcerer, with his instincts to mobilize the force of nature, Grimm could only feel that a huge spherical black 'empty space' had appeared in the vast world. The closer he got to this empty space, the more ridiculous Grimm's ability to mobilize the force of nature became. It was as if the force of nature in the entire space had turned from liquid to solid.
This spherical black 'empty space' had a diameter of at least a hundred meters. Compared to Grimm's body which was less than two meters tall, it was trying to pull in the surrounding Force of Nature. It was truly a colossal object.
In other words, as long as this level-4 creature was within fifty meters of Grimm, then Grimm would completely lose his basic ability to mobilize the force of nature. He could only fight with his own magic like a strengthened Sorcerer-Apprentice. Although … whether or not he had the ability to control the force of nature did not change the outcome of a battle between two creatures.
"No!"
Looking up at the compressed energy ball that was crushing towards him, Grimm's primal instincts as a living creature roared loudly. Death was right in front of him.
As long as this compressed energy ball shuttled to Grimm's side and gently swept past him, Grimm would turn into a cloud of blood mist with a poof like the previous Sorcerers. There would be no room for resistance at all.
At this moment, Grimm felt that his mind was exceptionally clear. His body's adrenal glands were frantically secreting toxic hormones that stimulated his body. Every muscle and every cell in his body seemed to have become a living body with the ability to think independently. At the same time, they felt the threat of life and death from Grimm, the carrier of the living world, awakening one after another, struggling and roaring.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down.
It was as if under the influence of Grimm's Dissimilation Spell, the damaged memories of the cells in the cracks of the life code in the depths of the cells suddenly produced some unique and deep information due to its fragmentation. This was the primitive evolutionary information that had been forgotten as the races evolved in different directions since ancient times.
According to the Magi's research on life, all the living beings in the Endless World that had sexual reproduction would have at least one creature that had reached a breakthrough in the history of evolution and become a rank 7 lifeform!
A level-seven lifeform was the highest level in the evolution of a lifeform. It was a level that low-level lifeforms could not comprehend. It was the ultimate lifeform that could traverse the endless void and wander the endless worlds.
According to sorcerers' research, there must have been an ancestor of the human race who had passively evolved his body to the level of a level-7 creature at a certain stage in ancient times. Only in this way could those Anatomy Refinery Sorcerers who pursued wild breakthroughs on the path of growth continue to break through themselves, strengthen their bodies, and evolve.
At this moment, by relying on some changes in the life code, Grimm had unconsciously broken through the first level of Wild Instinct at the critical moment. This was a special ability that could only be obtained by focusing on wild body refinery.
For Grimm, this was a brand new world.
Grimm only felt that every cell in his body was cheering. A survival instinct that belonged to the evolution of life was constantly strengthening. Waves of passive consciousness that threatened his life were constantly being released. Some of the body's arrangements were also undergoing self-adjustment, optimizing and transforming the body's tissues that had become cumbersome due to the different directions of human evolution.
Originally, under the skin was a layer of black armor that resisted elemental energy damage after passive evolution. This was a high-quality 'mutation' that Grimm had after his self-evolution and was no longer an ordinary human.
However, at this moment, Grimm felt that the cells in his body were cheering and began to automatically optimize this layer of black armor. Like a teenager growing up, Grimm felt an indescribable itch in his bones. With a long cry of pain, there was only a squeaking sound. Black scales the size of silver coins suddenly emerged from under the skin one after another, neatly arranged, including Grimm's face under the Mask of Truth.
The black scales glowed with a cold light. It seemed that they had an amazing defensive power.
For Grimm, breaking through the first level of Wild Instinct was a leap in the essence of life potential. In his will, Grimm's survival instinct seemed to have been greatly strengthened. Every cell in his body seemed to be transmitting different signals about a life-threatening crisis.
At this moment, before he could rejoice at the breakthrough beyond his life potential, a nightmarish feeling of life and death loomed over every cell in his body. In Grimm's Mystic Eye, he saw a high-level creature wrapped in a layer of black and grey energy was only seven to eight meters away from him. It was inching towards him bit by bit, but even though his will was clearly terrified and wanted to escape, his body could not do anything.
"Move! Hurry up and run! Move! Move! Move! "
Fear spread throughout Grimm's body. Grimm screamed in his mind, but his body did not move at all. Or perhaps, Grimm's movement was negligible compared to the speed of this high-level creature.
No matter how hard Grimm struggled and roared, urging his body to move, compared to the speed of the high-level creature in front of him, when it was only three meters away from Grimm, Grimm barely managed to lean back, trying to prolong his struggle.
Grimm's action, in his rational mind, was only the difference between dying a moment earlier and a moment later. However, his survival instinct would never allow him to rationally analyze the difference between the two. He would only try his best to survive, even if it was just to prolong his life for a moment.
In Grimm's field of vision, a mass of high-level energy that covered the entire sky swept towards him. The fat Amonro in the center of the dark gray energy mass was so bloated that it looked like a noble who was sitting on a sofa lazily. It did not even look at Grimm. Killing Grimm was as easy as swatting a buzzing fly.
Looking at the situation from another perspective, it was as if Grimm had unintentionally killed too many low-level Amonros along the way.
In the fear of death, at this moment, Grimm suddenly had some understanding of the suppression of life levels.
Sorcerers looked at time in terms of hundreds of years, but they divided one second into many experiments and records. This was simply unimaginable for low-level life forms like sorcerer-apprentices, but it had already become a sorcerer's instinct.
The difference in life levels was reflected in this.
At this moment, a formal sorcerer's life level had once again changed to a higher level. It was like a sorcerer looking at a sorcerer's apprentice. Grimm could not even imagine how such a life level would be like.
Is it over?
It was a smear of dark Enigmatic Energy. Sure enough, it had some kind of spatial attraction ability. It seemed that the level of the Enigmatic Energy was much higher than the surrounding Nature Energy, causing the surrounding Nature Energy to unconsciously scatter and distort, thus forming a black 'blank area' in Grimm's field of vision to sense the Nature Energy.
The dark Enigmatic Energy was still a meter away from Grimm. After a slight distortion, the sorcerer's barrier on Grimm's body cracked. The black scales on his skin that had just grown out of his Wild Instinct seemed to have been burned by some kind of irresistible heat, wrinkling and twisting. The dense air pressure in the surroundings felt like it was squeezing Grimm into a meatball. Every bone in Grimm's body made a creaking sound as he tried his best to resist the external pressure.
Urgh …
Blood dripped from the corner of Grimm's mouth. He looked completely hopeless.
Warping space to move around might be a super powerful life-saving method for low-level sorcerer-apprentices. However, for formal sorcerers, there was actually a period of time before the space warped. During this period, the sorcerer was completely a living target for the intertwining and folding space.
Just now, the distorted space around Grimm was actually smoothed out by an external force. The folded space had shackled Grimm where he stood.
In the last moments of despair, Grimm, who was bleeding, revealed a bitter smile. Was this the breakthrough in battle that Wild Instinct Anatomy Refinery Sorcerers had been longing for?
But now, even if he had unconsciously broken through, so what?
It would still be a dead end.
Grimm's body was compressed to the point that it was almost deformed. Before the dark Enigmatic Energy could even touch his body, Grimm's body was already about to be torn apart by the huge pressure of the surrounding space. It was as if his body was about to be twisted into a fried dough twist.
At this moment, the degree of the air compression alone was probably more than 1500 degrees.
With so many mental states, for low-level creatures, the whole process was probably not even one-tenth of a second. However, for high-level creatures, this amount of time was enough for many things to happen.
At the moment of life and death, the twisted Grimm was about to be smashed into a bloody mist by the dark Enigmatic Energy, just like the sorcerers before him. Suddenly, an accurate spatial coordinate appeared in his soul. His eyes widened, and under the incomparable desire to live, Grimm activated all the magic in his body and disappeared into thin air.
With a blur, Grimm appeared in another space.
The Myna with bright red and green feathers was standing on top of a five-meter long crocodile-like monster. Beside it was an unfamiliar male Dark Sorcerer who was arguing with the Myna in a low voice. Grimm's appearance attracted the attention of both the man and the bird.
"Grimm Beast, come out! Grimm Beast Great Summoning Spell! Caw caw caw caw, it's here! Kid, see? This is Lord Ba's Great Holy Summoning Spell, what do you think … "
Before Lord Ba could finish his sentence, Grimm, whose eyes were bloodshot under the Mask of Truth, wanted to say something to suppress his emotions. However, his expression suddenly changed and he turned his head.
What he saw was a dark grey shadow tightly wrapped around his waist.
There was an ear-piercing sound of crystals rubbing against each other in the space. The shadow tentacle that Grimm had teleported here from the long-distance location was stretched flat. The space returned to normal and became an infinitely long black strip, like a stretched rubber band.
No …
With a "whoosh", Grimm turned into a shadow sword and flew back at an unbelievable speed.
This was a Shadow Enigmatic Energy that came from the previous space. However, it followed the rules of the three-dimensional world and pulled Grimm back. The speed was so fast that Grimm felt like his body was about to be split into two by the air pressure of the magic.
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