Five years later.
"Ah! This feeling … "
Grimm, who was cultivating the Evolved Gadfly's Dissimilation Force Field, suddenly let out a cry of surprise. "Crack!" The clothes on his body turned into powder.
With Grimm at the center, the space around him seemed to have collapsed. Circles of ominous black aura rippled out and circled around him.
At the same time, countless strands of strange red hair grew out and surrounded him.
These red hairs seemed to be alive, desperately trying to burrow into Grimm's body. However, they were blocked by a transparent sorcerer's barrier. From afar, Grimm looked like a moldy egg.
This was …
Over the past five years, Grimm had chosen a few thousand elite Gadflies from hundreds of thousands of green evolved Gadflies. Because their aura was connected to Grimm's, some of them let out hoarse cries after being burrowed into by the red hairs. They disappeared from Grimm's sight, as if they were being pulled into another unknown world.
These red hairs were like claws from the abyss of hell, mercilessly pulling any creature that was cursed into the land of the dead.
"Caw? Damn it, even I, Lord Ba, am cursed by the evil shadow under the bed! "
Myna cried out. Its body turned into a child's drawing, resisting the pull of the unknown world. However, it was still surrounded by a layer of red hairs, trying to burrow into its body.
"Ha!"
Grimm shouted, using the force of nature to resist the pull of the unknown space. Light and shadow of elemental threads gathered, filling up the space that was about to collapse.
"Didn't they say that as long as I don't get close to the end of the world and don't sleep on the bed, I won't fall into the Nightmare World for a short period of time?"
Grimm used all his strength to resist the collapse of the space and the dense red hairs that were trying to burrow into his body. At the same time, he quickly collected the remaining evolved Gadflies that had not yet burrowed into the red hairs.
Under the Mask of Truth, his eyelids kept twitching.
The densely packed strange bruises on Grimm's skin seemed to have come to life. They were ferocious and moved around on Grimm's body. Some of them even started to change shape. It was terrifying.
Each of these marks and bruises seemed to be a form of life that Grimm could not understand at the moment.
Some marks and bruises had a slow reaction. They could only change their shape from time to time, rotate slowly, or beat like a heart. Some of the marks were extremely agile, like little geckos, swimming around Grimm's body. There was even a particularly eye-catching baby red handprint, half of it actually detached from Grimm's body, stretching out in the air like a piece of paper.
Cold numbness spread all over his body, and his breathing was a bit shaky. Grimm tried his best not to look at these horrible things.
These things were definitely not evil spirit creatures. They were unknown creatures unique to some extremely rare and strange worlds in the Endless World.
Perhaps Tomb Segja's judgment was right. The projection of the Nightmare World did not have the power to pull Grimm into that unknown world. Grimm struggled for a while. Gradually, the ominous red hair around him began to decrease, and the strength of the collapse of the space began to decrease.
"Ah!"
Myna suddenly screamed and quickly escaped into the Dimensional Gap. As the strength of the collapse of the space decreased, Grimm, who was panting, raised his head. In his eyes, a three-meter-long red crack slowly opened out of thin air.
"Ah …"
His body was covered in cold sweat, and his face was extremely pale. However, Grimm could not even move a finger. He could only look up in fear.
In the middle of the red crack, there were two rows of white teeth that looked like a human's, neat and tidy. As if sensing Grimm's fear, the red crack opened into an evil arc, and a scarlet red tongue stuck out.
From bottom to top, the scarlet tongue licked Grimm, as if tasting some delicious food. Drip, drip, drip. The stinky red liquid drenched Grimm's body. Only his face did not touch because of the Mask of Truth.
"Little sorcerer, you can't escape …"
The gloomy and hoarse voice gradually disappeared, and the space around Grimm returned to normal.
Grimm stood motionless, like a child who had been completely scared silly. After a while, Grimm, who had realized his condition, gritted his teeth urgently. Relying on his strong willpower, he gradually controlled his emotions and shouted, "Little Eight!"
"Coming."
The space on Grimm's shoulder flashed, and a beautiful fat myna in the form of a child's drawing appeared. It looked around, and after a while, asked, "Are we still in the Pyrodust World?"
Gritting his teeth, Grimm's eyes were full of malice and viciousness, as if he was ashamed of the extreme fear he had just experienced.
"What do you think?" Grimm snorted coldly.
The sorcerer's robe on his body was shredded by the collapse of the space the moment the Nightmare Phantoms took effect. The naked Grimm did not care about the hideous bruises on his body that had darkened. He took out an experimental bottle and carefully collected the stinky red liquid that was still dripping from his body.
"Caw caw, Young Master, it seems like you've been targeted by a big guy in the Nightmare World. It wants to eat you."
Seeing that the surroundings had calmed down, the myna rolled its eyes and teased Grimm with a half-smile.
Grimm's expression turned even uglier. Ignoring the stench, he carefully collected the remaining red 'saliva' on his body. With a hoarse voice, he said crazily, "If I'm strong enough one day, I'll really go to the Nightmare World. Even if I have to pay a great price to find the end of the world, I'll definitely turn it into a specimen on my experimental table!"
The myna was stunned. After a while, it stuck out its tongue and muttered to itself, "It's obviously targeting you, but now it's you who's targeting it."
After going crazy, Grimm did not lose his rationality. After jumping into the underground lake and taking a quick bath, he changed into another sorcerer's robe. He kept all the experimental specimens in the laboratory and said hurriedly, "Let's go to the fortress! Looking at the time, the World Aperture teleportation array at the fortress and the Sorcerers World should be almost ready. "
A man and a bird left the underground lake laboratory under the Camphoragate tree in a hurry.
…
A month later.
In the sky, six Demon-Hunter Sorcerers were pursuing an Enigmatic Amonro with all their might. This creature was hostile to the sorcerers and was trying to revive the Amonro race. The Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had no reason to compromise.
However, the Enigmatic Amonro was able to follow the Enigmatic Prophet King and resist until now under the joint efforts of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers and the Lava Giants without any supplies from the lower-level Amonros. One had to admit that the Enigmatic Amonro was quite powerful.
At least, when it had not lost the support of the Enigmatic Energy Law, this Amonro was definitely a Level 2 creature, a high-ranking Enigmatic Noble.
Now that this world had been changed to the Pyrodust World, even the Enigmatic Prophet King could only barely master the power of a Level 4 creature in the Enigmatic Perilous Realm.
However, the Enigmatic Perilous Realm had been completely occupied by the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers!
The Enigmatic Prophet King, who was on the run, had lost the support of the Principal Will of the World. It was no longer a World Guardian. It was just a Level 3 creature struggling at death's door.
Seeing that the injured Enigmatic Amonro was getting further and further away, the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers' faces darkened.
They had failed two Demon-Hunting missions with this target. Was this going to be the third time?
Every time a Demon-Hunting mission failed, the reward would be increased to attract more powerful Demon-Hunter Sorcerers to accept the mission. At the same time, the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers who had failed before would be registered.
This kind of humiliation was hard for the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers to accept. Therefore, they would try their best to complete the Demon-Hunting mission.
At least, this cunning Enigmatic Amonro had not lost track of them yet. They still had a chance! Perhaps it was time to use some of their trump cards. The Demon-Hunter Sorcerers looked at each other, their eyes filled with determination.
At this moment, a Demon-Hunter Sorcerer who was good at sensing suddenly exclaimed, "That's great! There are other Demon-Hunter Sorcerers passing by in front of us. They've helped us to hold off that cunning creature."
"Hmm? Really?! We're in luck. Quick, let's hurry over there. This guy is not someone that ordinary Demon-Hunter Sorcerers can handle. We can't let the guy in front of us lose his life here. "
The other Demon-Hunter Sorcerers laughed and sprinted forward with all their might.
After a short while.
The six Demon-Hunter Sorcerers looked at the mysterious sorcerer in front of them in shock. He was wearing a grayish-white spiral mask with a myna perched on his shoulder. They could not believe their eyes.
The mission target was dead?
Indeed, he was only a Level 1 sorcerer. How could he kill the mission target in such a short period of time?
The ground beneath Grimm's feet was littered with the dismembered limbs of the Amonro. It looked exactly the same as the Life Code of the experiment subject on the experiment table. This was the powerful ability of Grimm's Dissimilation Forcefield.
Using the Dimensional Distortion ability, Grimm agilely followed the Amonro. He did not fight it head-on. Instead, he cast the Dissimilation Forcefield. In just a few minutes, the Amonro was torn apart and its Life Code completely collapsed.
Grimm looked at the six Demon-Hunter Sorcerers in front of him and asked in a hoarse voice, "On the fortress, the World Aperture Teleportation Portal, has it been completed?"
An Anatomy Refinery Sorcerer riding on an Abyssal Wyvern recovered from his shock. He looked at Grimm cautiously and said, "Although it has been completed, the Demon-Hunting Expedition has not ended yet. So, we cannot return to the Sorcerer World yet."
"Understood."
Grimm did not comment. He looked like a quiet and mysterious sorcerer. After a simple sorcerer's salute to the six Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, he turned around and left.
After Grimm had flown far away, three of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers looked at each other and flew towards the dismembered body of the Enigmatic Amonro.
Obviously, the three of them were trying to deduce Grimm's sorcery from the remaining information.
The remaining three did not seem interested. One of them sighed and said, "One look and you can tell that this guy is an experienced Demon Hunter. The aura he displayed just now … I think this guy has yet to obtain a Demon-Hunter Medal. It's just his bad luck."
Among the three on the ground, the Demon Hunter Sorcerer who specialized in Perception exclaimed, "This monster! He actually changed the body information of the mission target? Is this some kind of mysterious curse sorcery? "
…
Another half a month had passed.
On top of the Void Fortress, Grimm turned around and said to Millie, "This is my situation, so I have to return to the Sorcerer World as soon as possible."
Millie's silver hair fluttered in the wind. She looked at Grimm and listened to Grimm talk about the Nightmare Shadow curse.
Millie nodded calmly and said, "I didn't expect that you could meet the great Stigmata Sorcerer and get a special order to return to the Sorcerer World in advance. I estimate that this Demon-Hunting Expedition will last for at least fifteen to twenty years. That means I have to wait for another twenty years. "
Grimm, on the other hand, said miserably, "Being in such a hurry makes me feel like I'm escaping from this world. I always feel that this world is not as simple as it looks on the surface. "
"How can mere Level 1 sorcerers like us fathom the depth and breadth of a world?" Millie smiled, not taking it to heart, and bid farewell.
Forcing a smile, Grimm nodded. Under Millie's gaze, he took Tomb Segja's special order and walked towards the World Teleportation Circle of the Void Fortress's Sorcerer Tower.
Looking at the dense bruises on his arm that were starting to turn purple, Grimm sighed.
…
A few hourglasses later.
In a moment of dizziness, Grimm opened his eyes in the silkworm cocoon box. Through the glass window, he looked at the huge magic circle under the bright magic chandelier outside and said in his heart, "The Sorcerer World … is finally back."
A warm, gentle, and familiar Principal Will Law surrounded Grimm, like a mother hugging her child.
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