One month later.
This was a small patch of shadow land. A sorcerer could fly across it in less than half an hourglass. In the Crimson Sun World, it was just a drop in the ocean.
Not all of the miniature shadow lands were suitable for the Amonros to live in. But without a doubt, the long bread-like Camphoragate trees thousands of meters away told Grimm that this miniature shadow land was a small gathering point for the Amonros.
Neither the map nor the crystal ball indicated that this area was under the rule of the Shadow Empire.
Therefore, Grimm naturally listed it as an imaginary enemy.
Infiltrating the enemy's rear was a test of the Dark Sorcerer's survivability and independent combat ability. However, Grimm, who had "rich experience in fighting behind enemy lines" during the sorcerer-apprentice battle, already had a plan in mind.
Without making a sound, Grimm quietly crouched down and hid behind a large cluster of flesh plants. With a swipe of his hand, seven or eight potion bottles appeared.
Should he use the Tears of Clakemu? Or the Ancient Dead?
No …
To deal with such an enclosed environment, large numbers, large area, low life level, and low level of civilization, it was better for Grimm to use the Vampiric Spores.
This biological potion was similar to the Demonic Blood Moss. It was more suitable for large-scale infection in an enclosed environment. It required the environment to be moist, and it had to be indirectly infected by eating crops.
Since normal humans in the Sorcerer World ate cooked crops, and sorcerers who often ate raw food were high-level life forms with strong resistance, the Vampiric Spores would only infect some low-level wild animals, and would not affect the human world.
However, if he could infiltrate the Camphoragate tree and contaminate the Amonro's "flesh mushroom", the Camphoragate tree would collapse on its own for the low-level Amonros who lived in groups and ate raw food.
However, using the Dissimilation Sorcery to transform into an Amonro was quite a test for Grimm.
After all, it was a non-human creature. Grimm was also at a loss about how to communicate with it. It might be easy for it to see through his disguise.
Seven days later.
At the entrance of the Camphoragate tree, three Amonros circled in the sky and flew out of the shadow land, as if they had a mission.
In the shadow of the flesh plants, under the Mask of Truth, Grimm silently looked at the three Amonros. His feet quietly floated off the ground and slowly followed them.
"Young master, the one with the biggest butt is the best. Young master, please transform into it, caw caw!" The Myna tried its best to lower its voice and suggested to Grimm.
Grimm ignored the Myna and quietly followed behind the three Amonros, like the Grim Reaper harvesting lives.
For the past few days, Grimm had been quietly waiting for such an opportunity. The number of Amonros that would be traveling was limited, and they could not be low-level ones.
As for the local camouflage agent, the Bloodsucking Spore Reagent, and the Camphoragate Wandering Fluid, they had all been prepared.
After a short while, the three Amonros reached the edge of the Shadow Lands and flew into the Crimson Sun Realm.
Flying in the Crimson Sun World was like a sorcerer flying in the Endless Sea of the Sorcerer World.
The Amonros flying in the Crimson Sun World was like a sorcerer flying in the Endless Sea of the Sorcerer World. They had to have a clear destination or starting point before they could move forward.
For a low-level Amonro without the ability to fly, crossing the Crimson Sun World was tantamount to suicide. Therefore, if a low-level Amonro could not grow into an Amonro of the Shadow Legion with the ability to fly, they would never leave the shadow land where they were born.
This portrayal was similar to that of a normal human in the Sorcerer World.
At this moment, Grimm did not hesitate. He suddenly appeared and accelerated towards a lone flying Amonro.
From afar, the Amonro noticed Grimm's mountain-like presence in the sky. It was scared out of its wits. It turned around and tried to escape. However, Grimm's Repulsive and Gravitational Forces accelerated his speed and space distortion. In a few breaths' time, Grimm had arrived above the Amonro's head. He exerted an infinite suction force on the Amonro.
Ahem!
The golden tail was like a snake, stabbing towards Grimm. With a "ding" sound, a translucent sorcerer's barrier flashed and blocked the attack perfectly.
Grimm snorted coldly. Under the Mask of Truth, his eyes flashed coldly. He grabbed the Amonro's neck with one hand.
Crack! The Amonro struggled for a while before its neck was broken by Grimm. It died.
After the hunt, Grimm carried the Amonro's corpse back to the miniature shadow land that he had discovered earlier. At the same time, the crystal ball flashed and imprisoned the Amonro's soul.
Regarding Soul Sorcery, Grimm had not done any in-depth research on it other than the Devil's Contract. Hence, he was unable to perform high-level sorcery such as Soul Interrogation or Memory Theft. However, it was still possible for him to extract some general information.
For example … to determine if the Camphoragate Crypt was a place where the Sorcerer's Will resisted.
An hourglass later.
Through the soul information, Grimm confirmed that the Camphoragate Crypt was one of the Amonro gathering places controlled by the Enigmatic Prophet.
If that was the case, Grimm no longer hesitated and began to carry out his plan.
Using the Dissimilation Sorcery to transform from a human into an Amonro was an extremely difficult challenge for Grimm's control over his magic. If he was still a sorcerer's apprentice, Grimm would not have been able to do it. However, now that he was a formal sorcerer, with the aid of a supplementary potion, he still had a certain degree of confidence.
He took off the Mask of Truth, took off his clothes, and put it into the Dimensional Gap along with his magic staff. Amidst the Myna's "tsk tsk" sound, Grimm's healthy, strong, and burly body was exposed to this foreign world without a single piece of clothing.
He glared at the Myna from afar. The Myna pretended to turn its head away and turned its fat body around. Its posture was slightly clumsy.
Grimm took a deep breath and mobilized his magic.
Through the organ "sac" that was transplanted into his body, Grimm controlled the degree of dissimilation of his body's cells.
At that moment, the skin on his body suddenly began to "fester". The layer of fine scales under his skin were like playful little monsters, constantly scurrying around, gradually closing up the gaps between them.
With the aid of the supplementary potion, the scales turned from black to gold, like the Amonros.
Whoosh!
With a wave of fire elemental energy, Grimm removed all his magic defenses. In the blink of an eye, his golden hair that was floating in the wind turned into ashes.
Facing this, Grimm maintained the calmness and silence of a Dark Sorcerer. He did not show any emotion.
His eyes were filled with determination, as if he was being tortured by great pain. Grimm's body gradually curled up, groaning in pain. His nails dug into the stones on the ground, and at the same time, he controlled the Dissimilation Sorcery to squirm under the golden scales, shrinking his body size.
The sound of bones being squeezed against each other was continuous.
The whole process of dissimilation was described as a cocoon turning into a butterfly, but in reality, the process was relatively short. Without the cocoon, the scene was extremely horrifying and bloody.
Poof …
At the root of his tail, a soft, bloody tentacle stretched out. Grimm, who was curled up into a ball, looked back and clenched his teeth. The tentacle was gradually covered with fine scales.
Finally, Grimm's limbs kept shrinking, and his body became shorter. His skull and skin kept squirming, and his muscles seemed to be intertwining with each other as if they were alive. His nose and ears gradually elongated, and his eyes gradually moved to the sides of his head.
Roar …
As he roared, the Green Python Line suddenly flashed. Grimm had actually performed a Reverse Seal on himself, sealing the tissues in his abdomen that were trying to recover to its original appearance.
At the same time, Grimm suddenly thought of the Eldest Senior Sister Secluded Spring.
The Eldest Senior Sister's body was covered in white bandages. Now that he thought about it, it seemed that she had also performed a Reverse Seal on him?
…
Three days later.
After a full three days of practice, Grimm barely got used to this dissimilated body. At the same time, he adjusted his own smell and applied a layer of Camphoragate Potion and Camphoragate Potion on him.
Taking a deep breath, Grimm flew towards the Camphoragate Tree's vent in his pig-like Amonro form.
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