Five hourglasses later.
There were seventy-three Dark Sorcerers gathered on the ground. Three of them were Level 2 sorcerers, and none of them had an Honor Badge.
If they were Bright Sorcerers, they would have been split into three small groups led by the three Level 2 sorcerers. However, to Dark Sorcerers, seventy-three people were seventy-three groups.
Victor took out a metal ball from his clothes. After a wave of energy fluctuation, the metal ball floated in the air.
It was a Mechanical Armor Core made by a modern sorcerer. After a series of vibrations, the Mechanical Armor Core broke down into thousands of metal ribbons. In the blink of an eye, the ribbons wrapped around Victor, fitting him perfectly.
Grimm raised his sorcerer's barrier. Under the surge of magic, three Flaming Bats circled around him. He glanced at the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers who were ready for battle. The Demon-Hunter Sorcerers leaped into the air and rushed into the air vent of the Camphoragate tree. One by one, black shadows entered without hesitation and fell into the depths of the tree.
A moment later, a huge and spacious underground square appeared. The ground was covered with a layer of flesh wall. In the distance, there were more than ten holes in all directions.
The wriggling flesh wall emitted a fiery red glow. The air was warm and humid. The sound of running water, metal clanking, and Amonros' chaotic roars could be heard from the depths of the tree hole.
Dozens of Demon-Hunter Sorcerers fell one after another and floated in the air. They did not step on the surface of the wriggling flesh wall.
Squeak!
Victor, who was standing beside Grimm, fiercely stabbed its long metal tail into the fleshy barrier on the ground, leaving a gaping wound. Suddenly, a greenish liquid flowed out of the wound, exuding a foul stench. It seemed that the liquid contained dense fire elemental energy.
Victor collected some of the green liquid that dripped from the metal tail and inserted a metal needle into the liquid in a test tube. After a while, he said in a low voice, "The fire elemental energy content is about 0.75%, and the life energy is 0.3%. It's a good experimental material for sorcerers, but not good enough for sorcerers."
In a short period of time, the green liquid that flowed out of the flesh wall had completely healed.
Grimm took out a fingernail-sized black bug from the creeping crevice of the flesh wall. The bug's body was covered with white spots. It was a little fat and looked like it had no abilities. Only the straw on its head had evolved to become more developed, and its limbs had degenerated to the point where they were almost non-existent.
* Hiss … *
After Grimm let out a long sigh, he seemed to be in disbelief. He took out another worm from the crevice of the flesh. After confirming it, he excitedly stuffed the two fat worms into his mouth under the Mask of Truth. Green juice flowed out as Grimm chewed.
A moment later, Grimm mumbled in surprise, "It actually contains Vitana. This is a nutrient that only many precious high-grade ingredients contain."
Vitana was what gourmets called certain rare nutrients in high-grade ingredients.
In Grimm's mind, the food he consumed was completely in accordance with the rules of the food chain and the wizard's knowledge of gourmet food. If there was no suitable food, Grimm would rather not eat.
Obviously, Grimm had forgotten that he swore that he would not eat bugs during his first class on basic wizardry knowledge more than two hundred years ago.
Young human beings were always ignorant. So when he looked back on his life in the future, he would always have an inexplicable sense of mockery and avoidance, choosing to reduce or even forget about it.
Since the way of evolution was different, most mechanical wizards would not be interested in gourmets. At this moment, Victor saw that Grimm was carefully tasting these low-grade creatures. He looked at the empty square and the wizards who were gradually dispersing. He asked Grimm, "Shall we go on the mission together?"
Grimm was collecting bug specimens. He planned to bring some back to the world fragment as snacks. According to the knowledge of gourmets, frequent consumption of Vitana would increase the sensitivity of the cells on the surface of a wizard's body, which could be regarded as an indirect improvement in some senses. Therefore, Victor just said lightly, "I need to collect some creature specimens. You go first."
There were hundreds of tunnels in all directions of this underground entrance square. It looked like an underground maze.
"Okay."
Victor nodded and flew toward the entrance of an underground cave without paying any attention to Glenn.
In the blink of an eye, there were only three Demon-Hunter Sorcerers left in the huge space. Grimm was collecting bug specimens, another sorcerer was making a small altar, which seemed to be the coordinates of some kind of short-distance teleportation sorcery, and the last sorcerer actually summoned a five-meter tall Treant, which took root on the flesh wall.
Each sorcerer was minding his own business and did not pay attention to the others.
The Demon-Hunter Sorcerer who was making the small altar was the first to finish what he was doing. He glanced at Grimm and the other sorcerer before turning around and flying into a cave. Grimm, on the other hand, was collecting a batch of bugs. There was a distortion in the space and Little Myna was summoned out.
"Caw, the great Young Master Grimm, where is this?" Myna was used to checking the surroundings. After confirming that there was no combat information, he only asked Grimm about the location.
"The Camphoragate Underground Palace." After giving a simple answer, Grimm pointed at the exit above his head and said, "Help me determine the origin point outside the exit. You did a good job the last time."
Did a good job?
Myna flew up excitedly and laughed loudly. "Did a good job? Is it really not bad? Where is it? Caw caw caw, it's alright. Since you did a good job, I wonder about the reward … "
"We'll talk about it when we get back."
Grimm shamelessly brushed it off, and without turning his head back, he flew toward a hole where no sorcerers went.
The diameter of the tunnel was relatively small, only about ten meters. The flesh wall around it was constantly shrinking and expanding, which annoyed Grimm a little. It gave him the illusion that he was walking in the intestines of another creature.
After the boring monotonous scenery lasted for a while, the space in the tunnel began to gradually expand, and then a small piece of exposed rock appeared. This place was not covered by the wall of flesh.
Grimm was surprised. There was a tunnel behind the rock, which seemed to be formed naturally.
He stopped and heard a "ding". Just as Grimm was about to fly into the tunnel to investigate, the magical barrier beneath his feet rippled. A long tail of a Golden Amonro stretched out from the flesh wall, trying to attack Grimm.
Of course, even if Grimm had maintained a three-hundred-degree defense sorcerer's barrier, it was not something that a low-level creature could destroy. Even so, the sudden attack still shocked Grimm. Even when the attack hit Grimm's sorcerer's barrier, Grimm did not notice it at all.
It was as if the Golden Amonro had become one with the flesh wall beneath it.
The long golden tail had thick joints. After the first attack failed, dozens of Golden Amonros emerged from the surrounding flesh barrier and charged towards Grimm with a ferocious look in their eyes. These Amonros were all strengthened within the underground Camphoragate Tree.
This was an encirclement set up by these low-level creatures, but Grimm did not notice it at all.
Using the Mystic Eye, he quickly scanned the surroundings. After confirming that these were only low-level creatures, Grimm let out a sigh of relief. Although these Amonros had grown stronger due to the environment, they were only slightly troublesome for an official sorcerer like Grimm. The difference in their levels of life made it difficult for them to pose any threat.
With that, Grimm commanded the three Fire Bats around him to shoot out, while he flew into the stone tunnel with a repulsive force.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The three Fire Bats exploded, and waves of fire engulfed some low-level Amonros. Grimm's repulsive force pushed some Amonros away.
However, these Amonros quickly hid behind the walls of flesh. Be it the waves of fire or the pushing force, none of them suffered any fatal damage. Instead, most of the Amonros became even more ferocious after they emerged from the walls of flesh. They rushed into the cave one after another.
A few breaths later.
A dark red beam of light shot out from the stone tunnel. With an earth-shattering explosion, the roaring Amonros suddenly fell silent. The flames outside the stone tunnel pushed dozens of Amonro corpses onto the ground, blood flowing everywhere.
Inside the stone tunnel, Grimm felt the Amonro's Despair Level increase. He turned around and looked at the natural underground lake and the shining crystal awl hanging above his head.
Splash …
A translucent crystal tortoise appeared in the lake. Its shell was about a meter in size. A pair of anthropomorphic eyes looked at Grimm. They were filled with surprise and surprise, but not fear.
Grimm, who was used to the hateful and fearful gazes of low-level creatures from the other world, was surprised to see this low-level creature in front of him so calm.
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