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Chapter 567

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"Damn it, there's only a little more time left!"

Hearing the melodious sound of the horn echoing in the Void Fortress, the angry Grimm let out a roar, but there was nothing he could do.

As a Rank-1 Honor Badge Demon-Hunter Sorcerer, Demon-Hunting Expeditions were similar to Stigmata Sorcerers to Grimm. They were both activities that could be seen as a mission investment, so he could avoid regular Demon-Hunting missions.

But for any Demon-Hunter Sorcerer, even if he was a Stigmata Sorcerer, the basic mission of a Foreign Expedition Sorcerer was to protect the Void Fortress, and there was no room for error!

Even if Grimm had exhausted all his magic, he still had to meditate and defend the Amonro World's Shadow Cataclysm, doing his best to defend the Void Fortress.

With a sigh, Grimm did not dare to hesitate and flew out of the room inside the Void Fortress.

There was only a little more time left, maybe in a few days, or even tomorrow, the mysterious Thunder Law that made Grimm feel a sense of oppression and intimacy was about to descend, but …

Grimm had already confirmed that this mysterious Thunder Law that could carry the Destructive Force was above the Chaotic Layer of every world.

"Caw!?"

Little Eight had just finished her lunch and was lying on her lunch plate, taking a nap. She woke up when she heard the sound of the horn and shouted, "Young Master, wait for me!"

With a "poof", Little Eight entered the Dimensional Gap and appeared on the shoulder of Grimm who was flying out of the Void Fortress.

With a "whoosh", Grimm flew out of the Void Fortress and landed on the edge of the Void Fortress. He looked around but did not find any trace of the Evil Blood Dreadlord. He only heard a "boom", and a Magnetite Mountain that surrounded the Grand Peak Magnetite Star fell from the sky.

For decades, the Magnetite Mountain surrounding the Grand Peak Magnetite Star had become less and less.

It was as if the entire world was rejecting this place!

"What's going on?"

Grimm flew towards a team of four Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers. The leader was a Sorceress with fair skin and a lean body. She was exceptionally spirited, and there was a black crescent mark in the middle of her forehead.

Behind the sorceress were two women and one man. All four of them were Level 1 sorcerers.

"It's the Light Mausoleum Fortress above ground. The Evil Blood Dreadlord destroyed dozens of defensive facilities of the Light Mausoleum Fortress from underground and killed dozens of Demon-Hunter Sorcerers."

Under the mark of the black crescent moon, the sorceress looked at Grimm with her bright and intelligent eyes.

The mysterious sorcerer's figure was blurred by the black aura surrounding him. Only a mask with a grayish-white spiral pattern and a beautiful myna on his shoulder could be seen. The eye sockets of the pale Sabbatic Goat Staff were emitting black flames.

Wu …

The fortress's horn resounded once again. The Demon-Hunter Sorcerers trembled and roared.

"Attack!"

The Bright Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had yet to move, but the Dark Sorcerers had already made their move. Their targets were the Bloodprint Creatures and the Evil Blood clones that were emerging from the pit in the distance.

Originally, these fellows who could not fly were nothing to be afraid of. However, that was only true when the Magnetite Star was still there.

Now that the Dagutha Magnetite Star had fallen, the Magnetite Law could no longer suppress the flying ability of these ancient Evil Blood creatures.

Weng, weng, weng, weng, weng …

One by one, the Light Mausoleum Fortresses shot out Light Mausoleum Rays. Although a portion of the hundreds of Light Mausoleum Fortresses on the ground had been destroyed by the Evil Blood Dreadlord, most of them were still intact and could still exert their powerful defensive capabilities.

Under the scattered Light Mausoleum Rays, the Bloodprint Creatures died in droves. The weaker Bloodprint Creatures were easily melted by the Light Mausoleum Rays and exploded into a bloody mist.

Dong, dong, dong, dong …

The ancient Evil Blood clones also began to destroy the isolated Light Mausoleum Fortresses under the cover of the endless Bloodprint Creatures that were emerging from the underground cave.

They had the toughest bodies that had accumulated over the years, and a strong determination and will that did not fear death. However, even with the protection of the Evil Blood, the bodies of these ancient creatures had begun to deteriorate.

This was the final glory that they could display after breaking the underground seal!

Compared to the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers who had come on an expedition, compared to the Grand Peak Magnetite Star that could hold on for hundreds of years under the world's rejection, the Evil Blood Dreadlord could not afford to wait any longer.

After such a long time, even his own body had decayed. He could only use his will to drive the River of Blood to survive, let alone these Evil Blood clones.

Breaking the seal this time and regaining their freedom was also breaking the protection on their bodies.

Just like the ancient Amonros who followed the ancestors of the Amonros in the Shadow Enigmatic World, once they left the Enigmatic Holy City, the countdown to their lives would begin. The same was true for these ancient creatures.

Weng, weng, weng, weng, weng, weng, weng …

After the Light Mausoleum Fortresses briefly fluctuated violently in defense, they were drowned by the endless Bloodprint Creatures and Evil Blood clones that surged out from the thousand-meter crater.

Following that, these Bloodprint Creatures actually twisted their bodies. Some of the creatures that had the ability to fly went against the Magnetite Law and flew towards the sky, looking up at the Grand Peak Magnetite Star!

Following closely behind the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, the tallest and most majestic Grand Peak Magnetite Star in the sky bloomed with Magnetite radiance, gathering all the power of the Magnetite people's last hope and surging down.

Tens of millions of Magnetite people were like specks of light in the vast Ganges River, falling one after another.

"Young Master, this is bad. It seems like a big battle is about to break out! I'll cover your retreat! "

Seeing the situation, realizing that the Evil Blood Dreadlord had launched an all-out attack, Little Eight, who was standing on Grimm's shoulder, yelled and flew back to the Demon-Hunter Fortress, leaving an escape route for Grimm.

Grimm did not care about this and rushed down with the tens of thousands of Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers around him with their sorcerer's barriers up.

At other times, Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers could retreat, but only to defend the Void Fortress. No Demon-Hunter Sorcerer was allowed to retreat, they could only fight with their own strength!

"Dark Devourer Infernal Spirit Giant!"

The golden and black flames of the Dark Devourer Infernal Spirit Giant shone, the two mouths on its chest and back, one crying and one laughing. The seven-meter-long Infernal Spirit Giant Sword hidden under the Pool of Darkness gently swept across, and more than ten meters of fire waves spread out in a fan shape.

Standing on the shoulder of the fifteen-meter-tall Dark Devourer Infernal Spirit Giant, Grimm's expression was dark and indifferent under the Mask of Truth. The ice and fire elements on the two horns of the Sabbatic Goat Staff clashed, and a dark red light ball turned into a beam of light that flashed and disappeared.

"Flame Blast!"

Boom!

In the distance, the answering explosion became one of the flames of war caused by the Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers all over the sky. The combat power exerted by tens of thousands of Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had exceeded the imagination of these ancient Evil Blood clones!

Effortlessly, the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers not only stopped the endless army of Bloodprint Creatures that drilled out from the ground, but also mercilessly fought back. These messy, weak flesh and blood creatures could not withstand the firepower of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers at all.

Boom!

The Dark Devourer Infernal Spirit Giant landed on the ground, but the nearby Bloodprint Creatures had long been slaughtered by a Level-3 Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerer who had landed earlier. The weak Bloodprint Creatures were blown apart by the dark hurricane that swept in all directions.

"Bang!" Under the feet of this Level-3 Great Demon-Hunter Sorcerer, two bloody hands suddenly stretched out and turned into a giant of more than ten meters.

"Be careful!"

Grimm roared, and the giant sword in the hand of the Dark Devourer Infernal Spirit Giant swung out. At the same time, Grimm waved his magic staff, and the Star Stone around him turned into a black mist and spread over.

"Hmph, it's you who should be careful!"

Suddenly, this Level-3 Great Sorcerer appeared on top of Grimm's head.

This was the face of a pure sorceress. Her skin was the color of rye and extremely delicate. Her curved eyebrows were very soft, and her long black hair was like a waterfall that fluttered silkily.

After the top of the lavender magic staff formed a defensive shield in an instant, the sorceress helped Grimm to withstand a fatal blow from another bloody giant hand. She showed a strenuous expression, and her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

"Hurry up and run! Your mission is to expel the Bloodprint Creatures. These Evil Blood clones are not something you can handle! "

After saying that, the sorceress only noticed the Rank-1 Honor Badge fluctuation on Grimm's body. She was extremely shocked, but there was no time to explain anything. A fierce battle had broken out, and an attack wave of more than a thousand degrees was indeed not something that Grimm could participate in.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …

The Magnetite people's light orbs that filled the sky descended, and rays of weak and distorted Magnetite Ray attacks fell. The Magnetite people had also joined in the battle.

After being roared mercilessly by this Level-3 Great Sorcerer, the inherent sense of powerlessness behind the noble identity of a Rank-1 Honor Badge made Grimm clench his teeth, and only felt that his face was burning.

Without the support of the corresponding power, the honor and status that a Rank-1 Honor Badge brought would be extremely empty and frivolous.

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