Seven days later.
Grimm met up with another Level-3 Great Demon-Hunter Sorcerer who possessed the Principal Will of the Sorcerers World.
Two legions of Abyssal Demons made up of tens of millions of Abyssal Demons. The scale was terrifying, but it was only led by two sorcerers. It was unbelievable.
Layers upon layers of Abyssal Demons roared at each other, but after a short while, they merged into a group with the eight sorcerers in the middle as the center.
From afar, the terrifying Abyssal Demon Army had gathered into a group. The dark and mysterious part of the army was the mysterious and unknown sorcerer leader, the Demon King, the target of hatred and fear for the Acraepoids of the Infernal Spirit World.
Sam, Wicky, Millie, and Claudia stood on either side of Grimm. Little Eight, with her beautiful red and green feathers, stood on Grimm's shoulder. Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm's eyes looked at the three sorcerers who were flying in from afar.
Sam was worth mentioning.
Even though the Acraepoid Noble had sliced it into pieces with a single slash, it still managed to reappear in the sky for no apparent reason after the battle ended.
In an instant, Grimm felt the fluctuations of an unknown Spectral World.
The three sorcerers were all Level-3 Great Demon-Hunter Sorcerers. Their aura was filled with the wisdom and control of an Elemental Sorcerer.
Three sorcerers. Two of them were Level-3 Great Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, one male and one female. One had a Rank-3 Honor Badge, and the other had a Rank-2 Honor Badge. Strong elemental fluctuations gathered like ribbons, constantly being pulled onto the sorcerer's barrier.
The male sorcerer had a green-skinned frog squatting on his palm, croaking. His face was abnormally pale, and his eyes were filled with a ruthless aura.
The female sorcerer had a pair of Dark Wings. She was a rare Dark Elemental Sorcerer. Her black hair was like the black flames on top of the Acraepoids' head, burning fiercely.
At this moment, the female sorcerer seemed to have sensed something strange. She looked at Grimm, puzzled, and stared at the Level-1 Demon-Hunter Sorcerer with a Rank-1 Honor Badge.
Without a doubt, the aura of the Origin of Darkness caused this female Sorcerer to have an inexplicable reaction.
As for the Level-3 Great Sorcerer in the middle, she was also the Great Sorcerer who initiated the Abyss Summoning. She was a female Sorcerer, riding on a giant cobra that hissed and flicked its forked tongue. The hair on her head was densely packed with small snakes, and the pair of sharp red eyes sent chills down one's spine.
"Magus Grimm?"
The Sorceress who had also activated the Abyss Summoning asked in a hoarse voice. She opened her mouth and revealed two long poisonous fangs.
Grimm kept recalling the information of the nine Demon-Hunter Sorcerers with Rank-1 Honor Badges from the Battle Command.
Nine Demon-Hunter Sorcerers with Rank-1 Honor Badges and six Stigmata Sorcerers made up a total of fifteen sorcerers who could activate the Abyssal Summoning. They led the legion of Abyssal Demons to clean up the area affected by the tremors of the continent.
As for the Continental Tremor, it was an army formed by six Stigmata Sorcerers and tens of thousands of Bright Sorcerers. After a long period of preparation, they detected the weak points of the continent's tectonic plates and formed a gigantic magic array to attack the earth's crust.
According to the information Grimm received from the Battle Command, the attack range of the Continental Tremor was about one-twentieth of the Infernal Spirit Continent. The effect was amazing, and they had successfully completed their mission.
"Grimm greets the Great Sorcerer Misha. These are my companions, Sam, Wicky, Millie, and Claudia."
Grimm and the other five Demon-Hunter Sorcerers bowed respectfully to the Level-3 Great Sorcerer with a head full of snakes. This was a great sorcerer who had the potential to become a Stigmata Sorcerer in the future.
"Hmm."
Misha only nodded slightly at the other four sorcerers, as if she had no interest in these low-level sorcerers. She looked at Grimm with a faint look of appreciation from a senior to a junior.
"Since we've met, let's clean up the obstacles together. Did you encounter any troublesome Acraepoid tribes?"
The sorceress asked casually, but there was a hint of concern in her voice.
Grimm nodded.
"Seven days ago, we did encounter a troublesome Acraepoid tribe. Fortunately, we've already gathered a large Abyssal Legion and cleared it."
After Misha and Grimm's two large Abyssal Legions had merged into one, the two of them chatted casually as they commanded the Abyssal Legions to attack from all directions.
"This world is quite similar to the Sorcerer World. The more the population of a world is declining, the more heroic and talented people will be born to fight back in times of crisis."
This Misha must have encountered some troublesome Acraepoids, which was why she said such words.
As she spoke, Misha smiled indifferently.
"It's just that the World Lord of this world did not give birth to a hero who could change the world."
Little Eight's interest was piqued. She continued, "Caw caw, isn't the First Acraepoid King still alive? Maybe a miracle will happen."
Why did Little Eight's words carry a hint of ridicule and sarcasm?
…
Nineteen days later.
Unless the First Acraepoid King personally led all the Acraepoids in his kingdom, there was no Acraepoid in this world that could resist the combined forces of Grimm and Misha's Abyssal Demon Legion.
The mighty Abyssal Demon Legion was invincible, wiping out one Acraepoid settlement after another.
The continental quake may be a major local catastrophe to the Infernal Spirit World, but to the Abyssal Demons on this land, it was a chance for a new life.
From now on, this continent would be the source of the Abyssal Demons, the place where the Abyssal Moss would take root the deepest.
The Abyssal Demon Legion formed by Grimm and Misha met another large Abyssal Demon Legion.
After a brief contact, the sorcerers from the three parties began to exchange information and maps. They marked the map one after another before bidding farewell to each other and continued to clean up the exposed defensive forces of the Infernal Spirit World.
…
Six months later.
After six consecutive months of cleaning up this land that was affected by the continental quake, an unimaginably large Abyssal Demon Legion gathered at a place called Mount Giron.
The mighty Abyssal Demon Legion stretched as far as the eye could see, surrounding the entire Mount Giron. The sky and the ground were impenetrable.
In the sky and on the ground, the Abyssal Demon Legion was everywhere under the guidance of the Sorcerer's Will. The deeper they went, the more densely they were distributed, forming a wall.
On top of the mountain, no Abyssal Demon Legion dared to approach. A terrifying aura was released from the eleven figures.
Dark Realms Stigmata Sorcerer, Enigmatic Stigmata Sorcerer, and Bone Bell Stigmata Sorcerer were not present. Twelve figures gathered here, and the reason why there were only eleven terrifying figures was because Grimm's aura was too weak compared to the other sorcerers present.
The surrounding space continued to collapse. Black Iso Tower Stigmata Sorcerer laughed coldly and cruelly at the sorcerers present.
"I believe that everyone has adapted to the Abyssal Summoning? Everyone, hand over a copy of your experience with the Abyssal Summoning. As for the final attack on the First Acraepoid Kingdom that has yet to be occupied by the Sorcerer's Will, the preliminary date is set to be six years later … "
…
Outside the mountain, Sam, Wicky, Millie, and Claudia did not know what to feel.
The ten or so sorcerers in the narrow space surrounded by densely packed Abyssal Demons were the main force of this expedition, the ones who determined the progress of the mission.
It was no exaggeration to say that if the Infernal Spirit World could kill all the sorcerers inside, it might really change the course of the world!
"What do you guys think the sorcerers inside are like?"
Millie suddenly asked, her eyes filled with yearning.
"Hmph … Who doesn't want to go in and have a look? Even just standing there and listening to those great Stigmata Sorcerers discuss the progress of the world expedition is an incomparable honor. "
Wicky's words were filled with jealousy and jealousy.
Hundreds of years ago, when Wicky and Grimm fought, even Grimm could not do anything about it. But now that the situation had changed, he did not even have the right to stand together with Grimm.
"Hehe, a Rank-1 Honor Badge of the Sorcerer World. Receiving the attention of the Principal Will of the Sorcerer World, it's really a good thing for a Demon-Hunter Sorcerer …"
Claudia mumbled enviously.
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