Nine days later.
Even with the "rent" provided by Fred and Grimm, Nyo's family of three still lived a hard life without enough to fill their stomachs. Their bodies were weak and their faces were thin.
But it could be seen that at least they were mentally healthy.
They warmly greeted every Acraepoid they knew and spent a lot of time praying to the Dark Destroyer Infernal God every day. They maintained a basic level of dignity in front of outsiders like Grimm and Claudia.
After getting married, Fred was no longer unable to extricate himself from seeing Claudia like he did the first time.
In his eyes, all Grimm could see was love.
Although the material civilization of the Acraepoids had been largely destroyed, their spiritual world was still full of hope for the future. They were looking forward to the great Infernal God's miracle. This was completely different from the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers who hoped for both material and spiritual despair.
Such a full spiritual life of the Acraepoids, the appearance of them becoming stronger in the face of hardships, was not what the sorcerers wanted!
What the sorcerers wanted was to see the destruction of the Acraepoid civilization, to become history in the endless world!
One day, when Grimm came back from work in the evening, he heard messy and sad cries.
"Ah …"
"Sob sob sob sob …"
It was Nyo, Naya, and their mother crying.
Fred stood silently at the side with his head lowered. He looked very depressed. When he saw Grimm coming in, he nodded silently.
"What's wrong?"
Grimm walked to Claudia and asked in a low voice.
Claudia said calmly, "It's the news of their father's death."
"Hmm."
As if he had expected it, Grimm nodded at Fred and came to Nyo and Naya. He comforted them, "Life and death are eternal. Your father's soul has returned to the arms of the great Infernal God."
"Sob sob sob …"
Nyo, Naya, and their mother were still sobbing.
Although every Acraepoid praised the beauty of life and death, they never wanted it to happen to themselves and their loved ones, to experience the separation of life and death.
…
Ten days later.
"How dare those evil Wizards ambush our great World Guardian in Hibiscus City! We, Fort Santalum, must go and support them. We'll give those reckless Wizards a fatal blow and tell them who this world belongs to!"
The priests of the Dark Destroyer Temple were giving speeches and roaring in the temple square.
Ever since the Dark Destroyer Temple lost its holy light, the priests, messengers, and oracles could no longer summon any Dark Destroyer divine power. Although the priests were still respected by many believers, in this apocalyptic world, they could no longer effectively control some of the powerful Locust nobles.
This speech was the result of the stalemate between the temple priest and the three Acraepoid commanders in the city.
"The Infernal Spirit World belongs to the great Acraepoid clan! It belongs to us! "
"Evil Magus …"
"Roar!"
One by one, the Acraepoids who had been stimulated by the temple's sacrificial ritual shouted and roared. Among them was the young and energetic Fred.
He had the strongest faith in the Dark Destroyer Infernal God. He believed that everything in the future would follow the Infernal God's divine power. From then on, justice would defeat evil, light would defeat darkness, and the Infernal Spirit World would return to a beautiful and peaceful world.
An Acraepoid commander in the distance hesitated, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and turned away. He did not plan to participate in this rescue mission.
As for the other two Acraepoid commanders, they did not even show up.
The higher the level of an Acraepoid, the clearer their understanding was. They clearly knew that the reason why they practiced the Infernal Spirit Swordsmanship with all their might was to one day transcend the mortal world and become a god. Therefore, driven by ambition, they kept practicing day and night.
In today's apocalyptic world, these lone commanders in the small city had already regarded the small city as their home, their personal property.
They only wanted to protect themselves, and no longer tried to rely on their own strength to defeat the evil sorcerers.
This was because … the sorcerers were too powerful, so powerful that even some rumors made them feel a deep sense of despair.
What they wanted to do was to protect themselves in this apocalyptic world and try their best to survive. This was the most ordinary and rational choice of intelligent creatures living in a human society.
Under the gazes and praises of the many Acraepoid civilians, a small army of hundreds of Acraepoids set off.
With tears streaming down her face, Nyo keeps waving at Fred.
Although she did not want Fred to leave, this was the call of the great Dark Destroyer Infernal God. Nyo could not say anything to dissuade him.
"After I kill those evil sorcerers, I will return with the glorious will of the great World Guardian!"
Fred yelled.
"Yes! I'll wait for you! "
Nyo cried, trying to force herself to smile, and shouted to send her lover off.
…
A month later.
The news of Fred's death was brought back by the small number of Acraepoids who escaped from Fort Santalum a month ago.
The people were horrified and spread the word about the evil power of the sorcerers, their incredible abilities, and their cruel will to kill.
In the Acraepoids' stories, the sorcerers were as evil and terrifying as the mythical demons.
Grimm still worked tirelessly every day, guarding the so-called order of Fort Santalum. He secretly studied the power of the Infernal Spirit, preparing for the reconstruction of the Dark Devourer Infernal Spirit Giant's mental strength framework.
At night, he returned to the Flame Burrow.
Looking at the terminally ill Nayue praying weakly with her mother, Grimm did not pray with her. Instead, he returned to his room.
Nowadays, many Acraepoids in the small town had begun to doubt their faith. Just because the Dark Destroyer Infernal God no longer showed his miracles, the Acraepoids could not see any hope for the future.
"Nyo has already worked in the red light district."
As soon as she entered the door, Claudia whispered to Grimm. There was an indescribable evil pleasure in the sorcerer's eyes.
Grimm's expression was indifferent, as if everything that happened was natural, or natural.
"Without Fred's food supply, even if we provide some food, it will be insignificant for the three of them."
As he spoke, Grimm silently looked at Nayue, who was also a test subject that he had been observing for a long time.
"Maybe, it will be the two of them soon …"
Claudia smiled evilly and suddenly said, "I've caught a big fish here. In a few days, you'll have to cooperate with me. Who knows, we might be able to secretly help the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers in this small town."
Her slender and delicate fingers kept playing with a fiery red necklace on her chest. Claudia lay comfortably on the hammock and swayed it. The corner of her mouth was slightly raised, and her eyes flashed a ray of cold light like that of a poisonous scorpion.
"Now I'm more and more convinced that there is indeed a Demon-Hunter Sorcerer hiding in the town, manipulating everything with his wisdom. Your judgment is right."
Obviously, the sorcerer was very skilled in hiding his tracks. Without close contact, even Grimm would not be able to detect him.
Grimm calmly looked at Claudia's cold gaze. He had already felt it during the Sorcerer-Apprentice Trials.
He silently closed his eyes and entered the state of meditation, waiting for the arrival of tomorrow.
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