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Home > Fantasy > A Sorcerer's Journey > Chapter 568

Chapter 568

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"Defeat them!"

The Bright Demon-Hunter Sorcerers high up in the sky used a magic array to congregate the super-class sorcery. The powerful force was not something that the Level-3 ancient creature of this world, the Evil Blood clones, could resist.

In just a few hourglasses, under the leadership of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, together with the Magnetite people, the Bloodprint Creatures that gushed out of the thousand-meter underground cave were pushed back into the cave entrance.

The Magnetite people were in disbelief and joy.

Finally …

Finally, they had successfully resisted the attack of the Evil Blood Dreadlord!

Facing the surprise and shock in the eyes of the Magnetite people, the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers were not satisfied at all. It would be difficult for the Bright Sorcerer legion to penetrate deep, but the Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had no qualms.

They had to attract the Evil Blood Dreadlord. Even if they could not be successfully killed and sealed by the Stigmata Sorcerers, they had to inflict heavy damage on it, so that the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers could take the initiative to attack the underground cave in the future.

Under the command of the Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, tens of thousands of Magnetite people and Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers rushed into the underground cave.

Be it the primeval rainbow law or the current magnetic law, the dark underground cave of this world was nothing but cold darkness. Countless pairs of eyes peeked at him from behind the darkness, ready to deal a fatal blow at any moment. They bared their fangs and claws, and fatal venom dripped from their mouths.

Boom! Boom! Boom …

Unstoppable, the Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers released powerful elemental sorcery one after another behind the Magnetite people, strangling the seemingly endless but extremely weak Bloodprint Creatures.

Ka-chak, boom!

Suddenly, in the middle of the advancing Demon-Hunter Sorcerer team, the stone slabs of the underground cave shattered, and a branch of the Blood River drilled out. After killing more than ten sorcerers and hundreds of Magnetite people in an instant, it was resisted by a large number of Level-3 Great Demon-Hunter Sorcerers.

Unlike the Magnetite people, the Magnetite Star Warriors were terrified, the Great Demon-Hunter Sorcerers' eyes were filled with greed!

At this time, there were so many Demon-Hunter Sorcerers. Compared to killing the Evil Blood clones, if they could work together to destroy a branch of the Blood River and obtain the Evil Blood, wouldn't it be easier to get the Sorcerer Essence reward?

Their greedy eyes shone brightly. In the dark cave, the pairs of elemental eyes were terrifyingly silent.

Following that, tens of thousands of Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers rushed towards the branch of the Blood River in a frenzy. A steady stream of sorcery erupted as everyone tried to obtain a portion of the Evil Blood.

"Found it!"

Suddenly, six powerful waves appeared behind the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers.

Elland Garden Stigmata Sorcerer, White Glazed Tile Stigmata Sorcerer, Thunder Razor Stigmata Sorcerer, Big Ben Stigmata Sorcerer, Grand Peak Light of Constellation, and the last person with a slightly weaker energy fluctuation was actually a temporary Stigmata Sorcerer after the Void Fortress activated the Mana Pool of the Sorcerer Tower.

Six powerful life forces were on the six sides of a translucent hexagonal disc, chasing after the Evil Blood Dreadlord.

The hexagonal plate could be big or small. The six corners represented the power of wind, thunder, earth, wood, water, and fire. It looked like a high-level weapon with special functions that had been plundered from another world. It was not a magic artefact.

"Follow me to seal the Evil Blood Dreadlord!"

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …

Elland Garden Stigmata Sorcerer's loud voice echoed, followed by the continuous sound of breaking air. The most powerful Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers followed the Stigmata Sorcerers and chased after the Evil Blood branches that were fleeing in panic.

"A sealing weapon?"

Grimm was very sensitive to the energy conservation cycle that gushed out of the hexagonal plate. This was the same fluctuation as the crystal cover outside the Destructive Energy Observation Logger.

After a large number of Demon-Hunter Sorcerers followed the Stigmata Sorcerers to chase after the Evil Blood Dreadlord, the Evil Blood clones and Bloodprint Creatures that were always at a disadvantage actually began to fight back.

"Hold on to these minions of the Evil Magnetic Invaders. The recovery of the Rainbow World is just around the corner. The great Sevenfold Rainbow Will will not lose. This is our last chance!"

The Evil Blood clones encouraged the endless Bloodprint Creatures to continue to attack without fear of death.

"Such a weak world, only supported by this Evil Blood Dreadlord alone, but there are four Stigmata Sorcerers descending, and one of the four Stigmata Sorcerers is even a Level-5 Sorcerer. The Evil Blood Dreadlord has no chance at all!"

Having accumulated a considerable amount of experience in Demon-Hunting expeditions and standing at the height of the Battle Command, Grimm already had a grasp of the situation of this Demon-Hunting expedition.

The Magnetite law and the Principal Will of the world had been fighting each other for a long time, causing this world to decline to an extreme extent.

If not for the existence of the Evil Blood Dreadlord and those ancient creatures, the basic strength of this world would not even be half of the Burrow World. One could imagine how weak it was.

"Stop them …"

It was another melee!

"No!"

Not far from Grimm, a new Demon-Hunter who obviously had no Demon-Hunting expedition experience screamed and was rolled up by a soft tentacle. The weak sorcerer's barrier burst like a bubble.

Most of the Level-3 Demon-Hunter Sorcerers followed the Stigmata Sorcerers to chase after the Evil Blood Dreadlord. At this time, the tyrannical strength of these Evil Blood clones began to show.

"Hold on!"

Grimm roared and activated the second level of his Wild Instinct transformation. Ferocious and burly bone spurs covered his entire body. His three-meter wild body was full of hidden power. After swallowing another Snowline Essence, Grimm's strength of more than six hundred blasted the ancient creature clones of the Evil Blood.

The Sabbatic Goat Staff blasted on the sturdy scales. There seemed to be some slight pain and some blood splashed out. This strange looking ancient creature instinctively swung its other tentacle over.

Bam!

Grimm's reaction was not slow, but he was still grazed by this tentacle. A few bone spurs broke, and his body spun a few times in the air before crashing into a stone wall in the distance.

Chirp chirp chirp …

More than ten Bloodprint Creatures attacked. Grimm clutched his chest in pain. The mutated magnetic field spread out, and these weak Bloodprint Creatures were easily mutated and torn apart.

"Ah …"

The new Demon-Hunter who was rolled up by the tentacle fell beside Grimm. His body crashed into a sturdy stone pillar and broke into several pieces. Blood splattered on Grimm's cheek and slowly dripped down.



Seven days later.

After fighting day and night in the underground cave for seven days, Grimm's bloody killing had almost become second nature. No one knew how many Bloodprint Creatures Grimm had killed.

It was not an exaggeration to describe it as standing on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

However, in the face of the ancient Evil Blood clones, Grimm could only run for his life and seek help from the few high-level Dark Demon-Hunters.

In this world, there were only two choices: the strongest and the weakest.

If he could not pose a threat to the Level-3 ancient Evil Blood clones, then he could only clean up the Bloodprint Creatures and play second fiddle. This made Grimm clearly understand his own strength.

In terms of intrinsic strength, Grimm could at most threaten a Level-2 creature. However, he had been enjoying the treatment of a Stigmata Sorcerer in the Demon-Hunting Expedition. The huge psychological gap made Grimm depressed and silent.

"It's you, the little Sorcerer who almost trapped me in a strange world. You can't run away!"

Suddenly, the ancient Evil Blood clones with three giant tentacles sharing the same body appeared. This was the Level-3 creature that Grimm could not deal with before the Dagutha Magnetite Star fell.

It was too close. Grimm did not even notice when it had appeared beside him. The continuous battles had exhausted Grimm and he could not concentrate.

As the ancient creature roared in anger, one of its tentacles had already pierced through Grimm's chest.

"Hehehehe, come, little Sorcerer, become a part of my body!"

At the tip of the tentacle that had pierced through Grimm's chest, a horned head emerged. Yellow, stinky liquid dripped down, and a suction cup appeared in its mouth, grabbing onto Grimm's head, as if it wanted to suck Grimm whole like jelly.

The piercing pain in his chest was transmitted to every cell in Grimm's body through his nerves. His life force was in chaos, and the loss of blood made Grimm feel dizzy and weak.

"Am I going to die?"

The moment this thought appeared in Grimm's mind, the world around him suddenly became illusory like a dream. He could vaguely see pairs of greedy eyes peering at him from Nightmare Phantoms. After a moment of daze, Grimm's body appeared tens of meters away, unscathed.

"Ah …"

His head swelled, and he had a splitting headache.

This was the first time Grimm had used the Nightmare Sorcerer's Undying Body ability in the real world. The sudden drop of over 20 points of spiritual force made Grimm feel like his head was about to explode.

"I'll remember your aura!"

Beneath the Mask of Truth, his eyes were filled with hatred. The mysterious power of Grimm's Origin of Darkness spread out, obscuring the vision of the ancient creature that was momentarily stunned before it attacked again.

When the Origin of Darkness gradually dissipated, the ancient creature's vision swept across the normal dark cave. The original spot was empty.

Even further away, a few Level-2 Sorcerers gathered and flew over...

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