Five days later.
A group of male Acraepoids who looked like they were in dire straits left Fort Santalum and headed to the area outside the sulfur quarantine zone. They were looking for food in the dangerous, unfamiliar world that was covered in Abyssal Moss.
Not only did they have to work hard to fill their stomachs, but they also had to save some for their wives and descendants.
However, abyssal creatures were too foreign and dangerous for the Acraepoids.
Before the Acraepoids could adapt to this abyssal world, they would need to sacrifice a large number of Acraepoids before they could gradually adapt to the abyssal life in this world.
As for the abyssal cataclysm that might happen in the future …
Grimm became one of the Acraepoid warriors in Fort Santalum. Every day, he enjoyed the freshest holy fruit that was produced in the only pure land in the city.
His face was stern and cold.
Grimm and the other three Acraepoid warriors flew in the air, warning the Acraepoids outside the city not to enter without permission. This kind of boring work was the Acraepoid warriors' full responsibility.
"Hmm?"
More than ten Acraepoids who were harvesting and searching for food flew back from afar. The four Acraepoid warriors in Grimm's team flew over and stopped more than ten Acraepoids.
After careful confirmation, the team leader of the Acraepoid team let more than ten Acraepoids in.
Grimm noticed that these Acraepoids had sad expressions on their faces. They must have encountered some misfortune along the way and lost some of their companions.
And one of them had obvious injuries caused by the abyssal invasion. They must have been attacked by some abyssal creature.
After the dozen or so Acraepoids had flown into the city and left, the Acraepoid leader of Grimm's four-man team distributed some supplies to the three of them. They must have been looted from the dozen or so Acraepoids.
"How about it, brothers? Are you interested in going to the red light district tonight?"
The Acraepoid leader chewed a fruit in one bite. His jaws kept moving as he chewed. There was an indescribable flirtatious expression on his face.
The so-called red light district was a place similar to the taverns in the Sorcerer World.
Compared to the Sorcerer World, the female Acraepoids in the Infernal Spirit World were in an unequal position. There were very few female Acraepoids who could cultivate the Infernal Spirit Swordsmanship.
In such a doomsday scenario, the higher-level Acraepoids were afraid of the sorcerers lurking in the city and spreading the Sorcerer's Shadow, while the lower-level Acraepoids were afraid of starvation!
Whether it was a human or an Acraepoid, hunger would drive them insane.
In this way, Fort Santalum was born in violation of the will of the Dark Destroyer Infernal God. Some female Acraepoids sold their bodies to mate with the alien Acraepoids in exchange for survival resources after losing their husbands.
They were not tavern hostesses of the Wizarding World. It went against their beliefs, but they had to.
The other two Acraepoids looked interested. Only Grimm shook his head and said, "No, I still have a sister to take care of."
What Grimm meant was that he didn't want to squander resources.
"Sister? Haha, Grimm, I think at times like this, you'd better get rid of your sister as soon as possible. If you don't, you'll just be a burden. After all, things are different now. "
Although this Acraepoid Warrior's words were harsh, they were sincere.
Grimm shook his head and smiled. He didn't say anything.
After five days of lurking, Grimm had basically figured out some of the situation in Fort Santalum. He even used this small city to understand some of the situation in the Santalum Gree Vassal Kingdom.
A month ago, in the Sangrun Gree Vassal Kingdom, there was indeed an Infernal Spirit World Guardian who came to the small city of Fort Santalum and activated the World Energy to clear away the Abyssal Moss and a hidden Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerer.
After that, the small city learned how to use sulfur to prevent the spread of the Abyssal Moss. It struggled to survive in the doomsday disaster.
The Acraepoids gathered in the surrounding towns and villages that were eroded by the Abyssal Moss, almost filling up the small city.
There were a total of three commanders in the small city, which were three Level-2 Acraepoids, a Dark Destroyer Temple Priest who had lost his Divine Power Summoning, more than three hundred Acraepoid Warriors, hundreds of thousands of residents in the city, and tens of thousands of refugees outside the city.
There were three main core buildings in the city.
The Dark Destroyer Temple, the Commander's Nest, and the Holy Orchard.
In the current doomsday where the Dark Destroyer Temple had lost the glory of the Infernal God, the Holy Orchard naturally became the top priority of the small city.
For some reason, although Grimm had no clear evidence, he could vaguely feel that there was a mysterious Demon-Hunter Sorcerer hiding in the city, plotting something. This was completely from Grimm's subconscious feeling.
Night.
Grimm, Claudia, the middle-aged Acraepoid woman, Nyo, Naya, and Fred gathered in a room. Their eyes were all looking at the male Acraepoid next to the middle-aged woman.
This person was Nyo and Naya's father.
Hmm?
Grimm noticed the injuries on the male Acraepoid.
It turned out that he was one of the dozen Acraepoids who were attacked by the Abyssal Moss during the day.
"Cough cough."
The Acraepoid who was attacked by the Abyssal Moss lovingly touched his youngest daughter, Naya. Looking at his youngest daughter's increasingly thin body and the increasingly severe Sorcerer's Shadow attack, there was a trace of guilt and despair in his eyes.
"Naya, don't worry. As long as you sincerely believe in the great Dark Destroyer Infernal God, no matter what difficulties we face, we will become good again. When that time comes, I will bring you to your aunt's house in Sangrun Gredo to play."
In five days, the Abyssal Moss's Abyssal Moss had become more serious.
Through observation, Grimm had completely understood the reason why the city was still being attacked by the Abyssal Moss.
Other than the most direct edible plants, the water and air had begun to be contaminated by the Abyssal Breath. The Acraepoids here did not have the corresponding knowledge and did not realize this at all.
Although the Abyssal Breath was very weak, it was enough to cause damage to the relatively weak young Acraepoids.
Poor little Naya did not know that she had been closely monitored by Grimm and had become a living specimen. Grimm was observing the cycle of life and death of the Abyssal Erosion.
It seemed that the future Abyssal Cataclysm of this world would be far more violent and terrifying than the Fire Crystal Cataclysm that Grimm was fortunate enough to witness in the Shadow World.
After all, the so-called Fire Crystal Cataclysm was, in fact, only a part of the world's laws.
The alternation of Shadow and Fire Crystal was equivalent to the cycle of day and night in the Sorcerer World.
When one part woke up, the other would fall into a deep slumber. It was just that this cycle was a little too long for ordinary creatures.
"Hmm."
Little Naya leaned into her father's arms and closed her eyes with longing.
Grimm and Claudia looked like the descendants of nobles. Although in this apocalyptic world, nobles had no use, Grimm's identity as an Acraepoid warrior was unquestionable.
"Sob sob sob, you came back injured this time. If you go out again next time, I don't know …"
At the end of her sentence, the middle-aged Acraepoid woman was almost sobbing. She could not bear to continue.
"If you die, how are we going to live! Those monsters are getting stronger and stronger, but now you … "
Sigh …
The middle-aged Acraepoid man sighed.
He had the responsibility of a family, but in this apocalyptic world, his power was too insignificant.
Now he …
The Acraepoid father suddenly turned his head and looked at Fred solemnly. He said in a deep voice, "Fred, I've watched you grow up. Before your parents were killed by the Sorcerer's Shadow, we were good friends of the same generation. I trust you. Let me ask you, are you willing to marry my daughter, Nyo? Are you willing to take on the responsibility of an Acraepoid husband according to the will of the Infernal God? "
"I …"
Fred said excitedly, "I am willing!"
Fred held Nyo's hand tightly. The great joy washed away all the distracting thoughts in his heart.
A few days later.
Fred and Nyo held a simple and warm wedding ceremony. Grimm, Claudia, and their relatives and friends sent simple blessings of the apocalypse.
Looking at this scene, Claudia was still pretending to be happy. Grimm, on the other hand, seemed to be immersed in some kind of memory. There was a trace of sadness in the depths of his eyes.
A few days later.
Forced by life, Nyo and Nyo's father left again. After taking one last look at his family, he resolutely left Fort Santalum with a small group of Acraepoids and flew into the distance.
"We've found some clues about the bloodstone."
Claudia whispered behind Grimm.
With her beautiful appearance and sorcerer wisdom among the Acraepoids, coupled with the cover of her noble identity, she already had her own circle of friends to help Grimm gather information.
"Hmm."
Grimm agreed and said lightly, "It will take some time to observe the power of the Infernal Spirit and the impact of the Abyssal Moss. And … this small city will not be so peaceful anymore. "
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