The third disciple of the First Generation Sorcerer King, Anto Seymour!
The power of destruction came from the River of Time that ran through the vast space, and the feedback of some of the matter energy that was buried and destroyed in time. However, the power of Anto Seymour, the third disciple of the First Generation Sorcerer King, was far from limited to this.
"Although the location of time and space is important and related to the information of the three Fountains Ancestors, it's only a medium-sized world. With the strength of my life force as a Level-8 Celestial Sorcerer, infiltrating in a normal sense is tantamount to burying one's head in the sand. This world can't withstand it at all. However, I'm far from being able to seal myself at will and integrate the rules of the World Veil into my memory, so I can only infiltrate in my own relatively clumsy way. "
As he spoke, Anto Seymour silently chanted a witchcraft incantation, and a black crack slowly opened in front of him.
Incomparably chaotic illusory power emerged endlessly, and countless messy thoughts popped out. Some even entangled and gathered together, attempting to cross into reality through the crack. However, when Anto Seymour's hand, which was wearing a simple round ring with ancient patterns, went through the crack, these thoughts were like entangled coils, and were instantly cleared. The chaotic mottled spots disappeared like the surface of a calm lake.
When Anto Seymour retracted his hand from the crack, a black bat was dragged out.
It had green eyes, short, light gray fur, two small fangs, and a pair of big watery eyes. It did not look ferocious, but rather cute.
The bat was only the size of Anto Seymour's palm. It stared at Anto Seymour with its big watery eyes, trembling in fear.
"What are you doing? I'm not a bad person. I grew up drinking my own blood. Where are you?"
Looking at the consciousness medium in his hand that he was satisfied with, Anto Seymour was extremely satisfied. He gently stroked the bat's back with his other hand.
As if it was too scared, the little bat could no longer hold it in. It turned around and bit Anto Seymour's palm, but it cried out in pain. Its wings kept flapping, and its two small fangs were about to fall off.
However, Anto Seymour grinned and did not care. This little fellow, which was equivalent to a Level-3 creature, would not be able to hurt him no matter what.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, don't be afraid. I caught you here because I want to borrow your body."
Anton Seymour tried his best to pretend to be amiable. However, as a terrifying monster who had been trapped in the Deep Illusory World for several eras and was also Grimm's disciple, he had inherited Grimm's will. Naturally, he had already taken on some of Grimm's image. As soon as he said this, Little Bat was instantly stunned. He was extremely stiff, and his gaze was blank.
Gulp …
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Little Bat's big watery eyes became even more pitiful, almost dripping water.
"Don't eat me, okay? I'm not lying to you, I didn't grow up drinking blood at all. My favorite thing to do since I was young was to eat excrement. It's excrement, the smellier it is, the tastier it is. My biggest hobby is to collect the excrement of all kinds of creatures and mix it together to make excrement wine, and then excrement baths. I don't taste good at all, boohoohoo … "
The little bat was truly terrified.
Anton Seymour's smile became more serious. His face was shadowed, and the corners of his mouth curled into an evil smile. His eyes were filled with a strange look as he moved closer and closer to the little bat.
"Ah! No! There can't be any result between us! I don't like people like you … "
Halfway through her sentence, seeing that she could not resist at all, and Anton Seymour's mouth was getting closer, Little Bat said bashfully, "Then be gentler. It's my first time, I like it gentle …"
Muah!
A short kiss. Before Little Bat could react with her eyes closed, Anton Seymour's mouth had already left, and the evil smile on his face became even more pronounced.
"Ah, is this the feeling of kissing? Is this the feeling of being in love? It's as if I've become one with you. It's amazing."
Little Bat was extremely intoxicated.
"Yes, it's amazing. Kekekeke."
The sudden voice shocked Little Bat. When she opened her eyes again and turned her head, an unbelievable scene appeared. She had an extra head, and the face of the other head was a shrunken version of Anton Seymour's face. He was looking at her with an evil smile. Suddenly, Little Bat felt as if the whole world had been petrified. She was extremely stiff and dumbfounded!
"Kekekeke, don't be afraid. I'm just borrowing your body for a while. It's your honor to be valued by the disciple of the great First Generation Sorcerer King, Seven Rings Celestial Sorcerer. Come, follow me to the Myriad Stone World. "
After saying that, Little Bat's body flew towards the Myriad Stone World under the control of Anton Seymour's will, ignoring the resistance of the other side of her body.
In the void, Anton Seymour's main body was not satisfied with this. Immediately after, he silently recited the incantation again and made another doppelganger. He continuously made nearly a hundred doppelgangers, and after all of them flew towards the Myriad Stone World, he stopped the witchcraft incantation and devoted himself to the information collection of each doppelganger.
…
The cliffs were tough, the mountains were steep, the clouds were misty, and the mountains were green and ferocious. This was the best description of the natural rules of the Myriad Stone World.
"The Myriad Stone World, what a ferocious ecological rule!"
This was a mud monster. In addition to its own flat face, there was also Anton Seymour's slightly pondering gaze.
A three-meter-long spotted giant snake could barely be regarded as a level-one creature. Even if its poison could cause some threat to level-three creatures, it was not enough to be fatal. The powerful metabolism and self-healing ability of high-level creatures was unimaginable for low-level creatures. Therefore, when they first arrived at the Myriad Stone World and saw this giant snake, this mud monster doppelganger controlled by Anton Seymour killed the possible threat from a distance.
However, a shocking scene appeared!
The petal viper that was casually cut into two by the mud monster was overflowing with blood. Wherever the blood splashed, the flowers and plants instantly withered, the stones and soil were scorched and melted, and the stench was incomparably fishy.
If that was all, it would not be a big deal. However, when the viper was cut into two, the snake's tail instinctively kept struggling, and the snake head mistakenly thought that it was the snake's tail that attacked it, so it retaliated crazily and bit the snake's tail. It had almost no ability to think, acting completely based on instinct.
"I don't know if all the natural rules of this world tend to be ferocious. No wonder it could survive in the power of the Spring Ancestor. The top creatures that evolved in such a ferocious world are probably shockingly powerful."
…
On the other side, Anton Seymour's first bat doppelganger was also observing the scene in the eagle's nest on the mountain.
The eagle spread its wings and brought a small creature that looked like a badger back to its nest. It ignored the young eagles that were waiting to be nurtured in the nest. After it finished eating, it only picked up a small piece of meat and threw the rest off the cliff. It would rather waste it than let the young eagles have their fill.
How could such a small piece of meat be eaten by these six young eagles!?
As expected, in a short while, in order to fight for food, the young eagles started biting each other crazily. They fought until their heads bled, and only finished eating such a small piece of meat. All of this happened under the cold eyes of the male eagle.
"I feel a very bad pressure. It seems that the whole world is working hard to cultivate the strongest in the natural food chain. The top creatures in this world are definitely not normal creatures, and their vitality must be very strong!"
The little bat said. Although it was afraid, it also licked its lips disappointingly. Because the stronger the vitality of a creature, the more energetic its blood was!
"Looking for the ruler of this world's intelligent creatures."
However, Anton Seymour was indifferent to these natural rules. It was just a doppelganger of his will. If it died, so be it.
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