The energy was vast and majestic, like a vast ocean.
Beneath the metal helmet was a pair of cold eyes. There were four longswords on her back, and hundreds of dark red energy strips that looked like living strings circling her body.
Tomb Averer Stigmata Sorcerer's human body was only about 1.7 meters tall, but her presence in this place was enough to make many Demon-Hunter Sorcerers look up to her with respect.
The Lava Giant said respectfully, "Greetings, Great Lord of the Sorcerer World."
The matter between the Stigmata Sorcerer and the mysterious Lava Giant was not something that a group of low-level Demon-Hunter Sorcerers could participate in. The low-level Demon-Hunter Sorcerers dispersed.
Grimm flew in the sky, his robe rustling in the wind. He turned his head and looked at the empty sky. The Tomb Averer, a few Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, and the mysterious Lava Giant were negotiating in a low voice.
After a short while, the Lava Giant actually followed the Hearkening Whisperer into the inner part of the fortress!
After an hourglass, Millie flew over from behind Grimm who was patrolling. She was accompanied by a frosty aura.
"What's going on? Just now, even the Tomb Averer came in person. "Millie's voice was uncertain.
Slowly shaking his head, Grimm followed behind dozens of patrolling Fallen Amonros. Under the Mask of Truth, his tired eyes showed a thoughtful look. He slowly said, "A Lava Giant came, about the strength of a Level Three Great Sorcerer. It said it wanted to cooperate."
"Caw caw, if you ask me, it should be the indigenous creatures of this world. They want to rebel against the Amonros and seek the sorcerers' support. In ancient times, when the sorcerers conquered one world after another, this kind of thing happened too many times. "Myna scratched the feathers on its wings and said nonchalantly.
Grimm and Millie looked at Myna. Millie's eyes flashed with surprise. Ancient times?
Low-level sorcerers, due to the limitations of their knowledge and vision, only had a smattering of knowledge about high-level beings. Making wild guesses would only be asking for trouble.
Hmm?
Suddenly, in the sky where Grimm and Millie were patrolling, a group of Fallen Amonros in the distance started a commotion. Grimm and Millie led dozens of Fallen Amonros and rushed over. They saw a group of thousands of Amonros fighting against the Fallen Amonros.
There were only a few hundred Fallen Amonros, far from being a match for them.
However, with the arrival of the two Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, Grimm and Millie, they managed to stabilize the situation with the support of the bombardment of spells. A moment later, the surrounding Demon-Hunter Sorcerers arrived to support them.
Hu, hu, hu …
Gasping for breath, Grimm and Millie held the Sorcerer's Stone in their hands and flew to the back of the Void Fortress to recover their magic power.
At this time, few of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers could fully replenish their Magic Power before engaging in battle. Most of them would leave the fortress after replenishing a quarter to a third of their Magic Power to defend against the endless waves of Amonros.
As such, the sorcerers' ability to fight for a long time was naturally greatly reduced.
A Level 1 Demon-Hunter Sorcerer's Magic Power storage was relatively low. Often, after a short battle, they would hide behind the fortress to replenish their Magic Power or recover their stamina.
The Shadow Cataclysm continued in the dark sky in the distance. Endless Shadow Clouds rolled and rolled, as if the entire world was filled with Shadow Enigmatic Energy, forming an enigmatic fog.
No matter how powerful the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers were, even if this world was once ruled by the Shadow Empire, to the human sorcerers, this world was still a strange, mysterious, and unknown place.
Even the places that the sorcerers had explored were only one-tenth or two-tenths of this boundless world that was ruled by the Amonros.
There were still too many mysteries and unknowns in this world.
Sigh, in this unknown world, if it were not for the Principal Will of the Sorcerer World that was constantly emitted from within the Void Fortress, the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers would have fallen into a state of despair when faced with an entire world that seemed to be hostile to them.
…
Ten days later.
"Grimm!" Milly screamed, and the diamond-shaped ice crystal on her forehead emitted a dazzling radiance. Her magic power exploded, and her silver hair stood erect. A large amount of nature power gathered, and the power of ice swept out.
In an instant, hundreds of Golden Amonros within fifty meters of her were frozen into ice sculptures, falling from the sky.
However, there were a few Enigmatic Amonros that were spitting out Enigmatic Energy. They were not afraid of the piercing Frost Power, and attempted to use the Enigmatic Seal on Millie.
Creak, creak!
Millie, who was constantly shrinking under the pressure of the Enigmatic Energy, had no choice but to seal herself. With herself as the center, she formed a huge iceberg, temporarily resisting the Enigmatic Seal. The iceberg drove away the surrounding Enigmatic Amonros, and the iceberg fell from the sky.
…
Hundreds of meters away from the Void Fortress, under the grayish-white spiral pattern of the Mask of Truth, Grimm's pupils shrank. With a roar, he quickly drank a bottle of potion. His sorcerer's robe fluttered with magic power, and after leaving Myna on the ground, he disappeared with a dimensional distortion.
Boom!
Grimm, who had turned into a blazing fireball, flashed with the Power of Thunder under his feet. After shooting tens of meters away, he once again distorted the dimension and chased after the iceberg that fell from the sky.
At this time, the Prism Fortresses under the Void Fortress had already been cleared by the almost endless Amonro army. If Millie were to fall, it would only be a dead end for her!
As the number of Fallen Amonros and Soul Slaves dwindled day by day, the Void Fortress's defensive identification circle could only be divided to three hundred meters.
Beyond that three hundred meters was the unknown territory of the Amonro's Shadow World.
At this time, Grimm did not hesitate to leave the defensive identification circle and rushed towards the falling iceberg. Under Grimm's continuous activation of the Flame Power, some of the Amonros that tried to attack him gave up because of the scorching heat.
Ha!
With a loud shout, Grimm stabbed the tip of the iceberg with his magic staff. After destroying the seal's structure from the outside, he followed the iceberg as it continued to fall, destroying the iceberg with all his might to save Millie.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Amidst the flying ice shards, Grimm grabbed Millie who was curled up inside the iceberg. At this time, she was being squeezed by the Enigmatic Power, and her body was only the size of a fist.
"Grimm? I … "In a daze, the shrunken Millie looked at the iceberg behind Grimm and screamed in despair," Watch out! "
Grimm turned around and saw more than ten Enigmatic Amonros leading tens of thousands of Golden Amonros, surrounding him from all directions. Among the Enigmatic Amonros, there was no lack of Enigmatic Amonros that were on the verge of withering away.
Pa!
Putting Millie into his sleeve, Grimm clasped his hands together. Under the Mask of Truth, his eyes flashed. He activated the last of his Magic Power and disappeared into thin air.
With a loud bang, the iceberg fell to the ground. However, due to its sturdy texture, it did not completely shatter. Behind the Enigmatic Amonros, there was enough Golden Amonros to make Grimm despair. They pounced on the iceberg and drowned it.
"Thank … Thank you."
On top of the Void Fortress, Millie returned to her original size. She lowered her head and thanked Grimm. Her body was so weak that she could not even stand up.
Grimm was not much better than Millie. The bottle of Potential Stimulation Potion had also pushed Grimm to his limit. He could barely stand with the help of his magic staff.
And Grimm and Millie's situation was also the true portrayal of most of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers on the Void Fortress.
As the number of Fallen Amonros and Soul Slaves decreased, the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had to carry out their missions more frequently. The Demon-Hunter Sorcerers were also nearing their limits. Even the three-hundred-meter defense identification circle was gradually collapsing.
Grimm's eyes were filled with bitterness, "Battle Command, is there any new arrangements?"
The powerlessness of the low-level sorcerers forced Grimm to go with the flow, hoping that the Battle Command or the high-level sorcerers would take action.
Hmm?
With a slight gasp, Grimm suddenly took out a crystal ball. In it, a Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerer said with a solemn expression, "Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, the Amonro's Wailing Potion has been decided by the Battle Command to recall it."
This Demon-Hunter Sorcerer was the Rank-3 Honor Badge Demon-Hunter Sorcerer who issued the 'Amonro's Wailing Potion' to Grimm.
Recall?
Grimm was stunned, but he could not disobey the order. After nodding, he took out a bottle of green potion from his chest pocket and handed it to Myna.
"Got it, caw caw. Lord Myna will send it over now." Myna held the potion in its beak, flapped its wings, and flew to the low sorcerer tower in the center of the Void Fortress.
Half a day later.
Grimm, Millie, and the other Demon-Hunter Sorcerers who had slightly recovered raised their heads high and looked at the sky above the Void Fortress. The Hearkening Whisperer, Tomb Segja, Tomb Averer, and … that strange Lava Giant stood side by side!
This mere Rank-3 creature was actually …
More than ten Demon-Hunter Sorcerers with Honor Badges on their Sorcerer Barriers seemed to have received the order from the Stigmata Sorcerers. They flew in different directions and rushed into the vast and unknown Shadow Space.
The current defensive identification circle of the Void Fortress was only a hundred meters wide.
However, even with such a small defensive circle, the Void Fortress was on the verge of collapsing. The Stigmata Sorcerers in the sky had to take action from time to time to wipe out large groups of Amonros that were attempting to rush into the square of the Void Fortress.
Amonro corpses fell on the square one by one.
Grimm, who was standing on the square, dodged a few falling Amonro corpses. A five-meter long disabled Hexagonal Wolf Soul Slave beside him pounced on the corpses and gobbled them up. Similar disabled Soul Slaves also pounced on the corpses and fought for food.
The regular strength of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers in the Void Fortress had indeed reached its limit.
Rumble, rumble, rumble …
Grimm noticed that many Voidships had begun to fly back into the mechanical cabin door at the base of the Void Fortress. At the same time, some Mechanical Marionettes began to appear at some of the important defensive positions.
What was going on?
Were they going to give up on this Demon-Hunting Expedition?
Grimm and Millie looked at each other, unable to believe their eyes.
After half an hourglass, the elite Demon-Hunter Sorcerers with Honor Badges who had rushed into the dark clouds in all directions flew back one after another. Their faces were filled with lingering fear. Grimm noticed that one of them was his Second Uncle Deidarion.
Rumble!
Suddenly, after the entire Void Fortress trembled, it actually began to move towards a certain direction. The rolling dark clouds were mercilessly pushed away by the Void Fortress's enormous body.
From time to time, the sorrowful cries of Amonros could be heard coming from the unknown Shadow Cloud. The resistance of the Void Fortress began to decrease rapidly.
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