The black crystal ball was like a bottomless whirlpool, sucking in the soul fire that had yet to dissipate and was still in a hazy state of consciousness in the blink of an eye.
"You!"
At this time, the sorcerers who had just recovered from the shock could not help but look at Grimm in annoyance. However, because the crisis of life and death had not been resolved, there was no dispute.
The Natural Elemental Soul in the crystal ball was quite pure. The value of this Natural Elemental Soul alone was probably more than the Sorcerer Essences of a common Demon-Hunter Sorcerer!
Grimm quickly put away the crystal ball. He sneered under the spiral-patterned greyish-white Mask of Truth. He was only wearing his Demon-Hunting outfit and underwear. His burly body stood in mid-air and scanned the Dark Sorcerers. After seeing that no one was coming to fight for the loot, he suppressed his desire to teleport away and looked at the corpse of the Great Bloodfalls Lavawyvern floating above the lava pool.
If they could obtain some information about the Demonic Blood Moss from inside and be the first to brew the first bottle of healing potion and resistance potion to the Battle Command, they would be rewarded with an Honor Badge.
The convenience and benefits brought by the Honor Badge would accompany the Demon-Hunter Sorcerer for life. It represented the status of an elite Demon-Hunter Sorcerer, which was not comparable to the average temporary benefits of a Demon-Hunter Sorcerer.
Plop, plop, plop …
As the lava stones on the surface of the Lavawyvern's corpse gradually fell into the lava, the internal temperature began to rise. Faintly, there were many mournful wails coming from inside the body.
The remaining twelve Sorcerers gathered above the corpse of the Great Bloodfalls Lavawyvern, ready to fight at any time. Intense elemental energy waves gathered from all directions under the control of the Force of Nature, forming a visible elemental halo among the Sorcerers.
Unlike Grimm who wanted to fight for more benefits, the other sorcerers were planning to defeat the Amonros in the Lavawyvern's corpse and find a way to solve the current crisis of life and death.
Roar!
All of a sudden, dozens of silhouettes flew out of the Great Bloodfalls Lavawyvern's carcass. They were a group of half-meter-long creatures. Apart from the six leaders who had white skin, the rest were all golden.
As for the low-ranked Amonros trapped in the carcass of the Lavawyvern, they were doomed because they did not have the ability to fly. Under the scorching heat of the Lavawyvern's body, the screams gradually calmed down.
The twelve Dark Sorcerers, who were well-prepared, let out a cold laugh. A large number of sorcery spells rained down on the Amonros. More than thirty Amonros were knocked into the lava pool. Soon, the second wave of sorcery was formed, ready to be launched at any time.
If the Dark Sorcerers were prepared for a massacre, most of the Amonros would have died before they could even reach the Dark Sorcerers.
However, no one made a move.
At this time, the sorcerers' priority was to solve the situation of life and death, not to eradicate the creatures that resisted the sorcerer's will. Therefore, the sorcerers planned to capture these Amonros alive, enslave them, interrogate them, or use other means …
In short, he had to resolve this desperate situation of life and death.
Due to the high temperature of the Lava Core Lake, it was not covered by the fleshy barrier of the passageways. Therefore, to the Amonros, not only did they not enjoy the highest level of the Law of Shadow, but they were also greatly weakened by the dense fire element.
This gave Glenn some guesses in his mind.
Could it be that this blazing environment was the birthplace of the Ancient Lava Giants, and some of the laws here were the Amonros' Law of Shadow?
Against this race of creatures with obvious law flaws, even if they formed a strong system, if the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers planned to invade them steadily for a long time, defeat was inevitable.
This was because as the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers understood the flaws of these creatures, as they developed sorcery for the sake of battle, they would inevitably start to attack the weaknesses of these creatures.
The Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers would cultivate and create some deformed creatures based on the Black Sorcerer's Arcane of Life and Death. These creatures would become the Amonros' mortal enemies, but they would not be able to fight against other creatures. On the other hand, the Bright Sorcerers would study the Law of Suppression, changing the overall tendency of the sorcery to pry open the law, and even changing the law of the world in some areas.
As for other external advantages, there were countless.
In this way, this race with obvious flaws would never be able to resist the sorcerers' footsteps.
However …
The Demon-Hunter Sorcerers' time was very precious. The Stigmata Sorcerers would never pay the Holy Tower of Seven Rings an unimaginable amount of wealth to gain the advantage of civilization and genocide.
Moreover, this behavior was not in line with the will of the Grand Sorcerer Civilization Co-Prosperity Sphere. This would greatly delay the expansion of the sorcerer civilization.
In the Sorcerer Civilization Co-Prosperity Sphere's rules, all sorcerer civilization systems must use the smallest sacrifice, the shortest world, and strive for the greatest benefits in order to obtain more resources. It was definitely not like the low-level primitive wars between small worlds, where the goal was to expand the territory of the race's survival, and carry out "barbaric and bottomless" killings.
In the end, there were only two reasons for the Demon-Hunter Expedition.
To wash away the sorcerer civilization's shameful history, and to save the Sorcerer World from its countdown!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Twelve killing machines that had been cruelly cultivated and screened since the beginning of the Sorcerer World's Academy set off. Under the test of life and death, these killing machines' combat power was not something that the so-called Level 1 creatures of the ordinary world could understand, let alone these Amonros who were suppressed by the law.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant, this group of crazy and cruel Dark Sorcerers began to wreak havoc. In their madness, they tried their best not to kill their targets, but to keep them alive.
"Hehehehe, little fellas, you'd better behave and give up on your ignorant resistance!"
A Dark Sorcerer stretched his hand backward, and a horrifying energy shockwave blasted a Golden Amonro that was trying to rescue him into ashes. He smiled sinisterly, revealing two ferocious fangs. With an evil expression, he bit the neck of the anesthetized Golden Amonro in his hand, as if he was casting some kind of controlling sorcery.
The Amonro, whose resistance to poison was extremely low, could not struggle. Deep despair was revealed in the depths of its eyes, and its long golden tail drooped lifelessly.
On the other side.
"Bastard, it's mine!"
A sorceress shrouded in fire elements screamed hoarsely. The fire elements faintly formed into the shape of a raging giant bear. An unparalleled pressure descended, and the bear grabbed an Enigmatic Amonro that was being restrained by another Dark Sorcerer.
It turned out that the Enigmatic Amonro was first targeted by the sorceress. However, in its panic, the Enigmatic Amonro bumped into another Dark Sorcerer and was captured by the Dark Sorcerer in the blink of an eye.
A strong, metallic hand gripped the Enigmatic Amonro's neck tightly. It was Victor.
Victor stared coldly at the sorceress, and his mouth cracked into an exaggerated smile. He taunted, "It's yours, but why is it in my hands? Stupid, barbaric woman! "
"You're courting death!"
The sorceress roared. Elemental energy gushed out, and the fiery bear slapped down.
Victor was fearless. He opened his mouth and a beam of energy light shot out. With a loud boom, the sky exploded violently, and the Enigmatic Amonro became part of the chaotic battle.
A moment later, with a loud bang, the Enigmatic Amonro that was being fought over by Victor and the sorceress turned into a mist of blood. The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then they laughed at the same time, turned around and dashed towards other targets.
…
The one-eyed Enigmatic Amonro was in despair. As the strongest among the group of Amonros, he was now being targeted by five Dark Sorcerers at the same time. Their greedy eyes, their eager expressions, and their excited expressions were all … too terrifying.
It was a nightmare.
The five Dark Sorcerers had even secretly sabotaged the other sorcerers in order to fight for the "ownership" of the Enigmatic Amonro, which had formed a fragile balance.
At this moment, the one-eyed Amonro was like a newly matured female beast, shivering helplessly in the midst of a group of hormonal male beasts fighting for the right to mate. He could no longer control what was happening in front of him.
Among the five sorcerers, Grimm was one of them.
Grimm looked at the other four Bright Sorcerers who were unwilling to give up, and suddenly let out a sigh.
Although the Dark Sorcerers were individually strong, their weaknesses were equally obvious. So, the Dark Sorcerers were just a "special force" that the great Celestial Sorcerer consciously cultivated according to the needs of the Demon-Hunting Expedition?
After all, the goal was to escape, and not the value of the Enigmatic Amonro itself. Was ownership really that important? If there were a group of Bright Sorcerers here, the matter would have been settled long ago, and the next step of the plan would have already been taken.
But … it was just as well!
In this case, the Dark Sorcerers who were now busy dealing with the matter of life and death should not be able to hinder Grimm's goal of obtaining the Medal of Honor.
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