"Oh no! It's the Evil Blood's clones! "
On the other side, a few Level-1 Demon Hunters looked at the Evil Blood's clones that were rushing towards the Grand Peak Magnetite Star, and their expressions changed.
Hmm?
Little Eight did not notice the situation over there, but the excited Grimm was suddenly stunned, and his eyes looked over under the Mask of Truth.
The difference in status, in the end, was a change in strength.
For the sorcerers who were in control of the situation, this was a great opportunity to plunder the Sorcerer Essence reward, and they could not miss it. However, for the sorcerers without strength, this was a battle of life and death, and they had to be careful.
Once, Grimm was one of them, but because of his relationship with Little Eight and various kinds of luck, he escaped death, and stayed behind.
Any high-ranking Demon-Hunter Sorcerer that survived the great waves of elimination would definitely be the elite among the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers. This was something that Grimm had no doubt about after witnessing several Demon-Hunting Expeditions.
Now, Grimm had successfully grown from a weak Demon Hunter Sorcerer who followed the crowd, to a Demon-Hunting Expedition in one leap, and this was the confidence and foundation that came with a surge in strength.
"Master."
After a few Demon Hunters saw Grimm, they were pleasantly surprised. Level 1 … a Level 2 Demon Hunter with a Level 1 Honor Badge!?
That's great!
"Hmm."
Of course, Grimm knew what they were thinking. A few years ago, Grimm was also one of them, and he could only clean up the low-level Bloodprint Creatures and keep an eye on the surrounding high-level sorcerers. Once he encountered the Evil Blood Dreadlord's clones, he would immediately seek help from the high-level sorcerers.
The advancement to Level 2 Sorcerer brought about a doubling of his mental strength, and the control of the Destructive Force brought about a doubling of the lever rule attack, allowing Grimm to perfectly complete the role change.
Poof!
Suddenly, just as the inexperienced Demon-Hunter nodded at Grimm, a female Demon-Hunter Sorcerer a few meters away from him suddenly raised her hand and pierced through the fragile sorcerer's barrier at an unbelievable speed. Her palm pierced through the chest of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerer, and blood spurted out from the chest of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerer who had been pierced through.
The Grade One Demon Hunter rookie who was bowing to Grimm with a respectful smile froze. He lowered his head and looked at the palm that had pierced through his chest. It was gradually turning into a wriggling bloody shadow.
"Evil Blood clones, scatter!"
The expression of the other old witch, who was obviously more experienced in Demon-Hunting Expeditions, changed drastically. The tip of her magic staff emitted a dazzling radiance. After the mysterious seal on her neck was opened, a bone-chilling black aura emerged from her body.
"Black Penetrating Cannon!"
After the short burst of light gathered at the tip of the magic staff exceeded its limit, the old witch let out a loud roar, and a pillar of dark elemental energy shot out.
Run!
As expected of the one with the most combat experience, the old witch did not even wait for the result. After releasing her spell, she immediately fled towards Grimm who was closest to her.
"Woo …"
The alert of the Void Fortress could not be said to be slow. A loud horn sounded. It seemed that the Evil Blood clones in the Void Fortress were not the only one in front of Grimm.
"Master, save me!"
Dark elemental energy flowed under the old witch's feet. She looked at Grimm with a pleading look in her eyes.
"Ah …"
On the other side, the old witch's attack obviously did not cause any fatal damage to the Evil Blood clones. Unexpectedly, in the midst of the energy waves, the cries of the other Demon-Hunters could be heard.
Following the sound of the Void Fortress's horn, several Level-3 Great Sorcerers quickly flew out from the low sorcerer tower in the center of the Void Fortress. They locked onto their targets and flew in all directions of the Void Fortress. One of them was flying towards Grimm.
However, he was a little too late.
Lightning flashed beneath Grimm's feet as he teleported in front of the old sorceress. Under the old sorceress' shocked gaze, the tip of the Sabbatic Goat Staff pulled light from all directions and gathered it together. High-density ripples spread through the air as the staff was swung forward in a blurry and distorted manner. It could not be said that it was not swift and unstoppable.
This!?
Not only the old witch behind Grimm, but also the Level-3 Great Sorcerer who was rushing at full speed from afar could not help but shrink his apricot yellow eyes under his half-purple mask.
Next to the Evil Blood clones, there were three Level-1 Demon-Hunters.
A petite, fair-skinned sorceress had a few vine hands growing out of her body. However, facing the Evil Blood Dreadlord's clones close at hand, her face was full of despair.
These vine hands were so fragile that they could not withstand a single blow. The Evil Blood Dreadlord's main body split was like a beast tearing apart the boring defense of the Sorceress, which was like a thin layer of clothing, and the hideous twisted bloody hand inserted between the Sorceress's firm breasts.
Ding!
Between the firm breasts of the sorcerer's robe, a dazzling golden necklace floated up, forming a golden protective shield.
However, there was only a "kacha" sound, and the bloody hand easily pierced through the protective shield, stabbing towards the sorceress as she opened her cherry red mouth in despair.
Am I going to die?
No, this is only my second Demon-Hunting Expedition. The path of a sorcerer has just begun, and the Ice Heart Seed cultivation plan has already improved. I only need seventy-five more Sorcerer Essences to buy a Heavenly Flower Seedling. Everything in the future is so beautiful, so worth looking forward to …
I don't want to die, I don't want to die!
Suddenly, a distorted light pulled from the back to the front. A grayish-white spiral mask appeared on top of the Evil Blood clone's head. The top of the Sabbatic Goat Skull was like a twisted black hole that wanted to devour everything.
Boom!
In the next moment, the sorceress only felt a gust of wind sweeping past her. She and the other two Demon-Hunters beside her flew out uncontrollably and rolled on the metal deck dozens of meters away.
This is …
The sorceress could not believe it. She could not care less about her embarrassment and looked at Grimm with tears of joy.
On the top deck of the Void Fortress, there was a ten-meter-wide folded metal depression. The metal of the Void Fortress that the tip of the Sabbatic Goat Staff was in contact with was completely obliterated, and a smooth two-meter-deep hole appeared.
The hole was empty and extremely smooth, as if the metal had evaporated into thin air.
"We're saved …"
With a swoosh, the Level-3 sorcerer with half a mask landed beside Grimm. He was shocked to see the destructive power of the Level-2 sorcerer's attack. He said excitedly, "That's great, the two of us can work together to finish it off. It won't be able to withstand your attack!"
On the metal deck dozens of meters away, although the Evil Blood clone had shrunk a little, it was not killed by Grimm's attack.
As expected of someone who had surpassed the peak of Level-3!
Even though Grimm's Destructive Force was more than 4,500 degrees, and it was a high-density energy shockwave and an auxiliary attack of Grimm's own strength, it did not cause any destructive damage.
"Hmm."
Grimm nodded. The tip of the Sabbatic Goat Staff was once again ignited with the Destructive Force. The black flame was as weak as a candlelight, but it caused the light within a hundred-meter radius around Grimm to begin to distort and be pulled toward him.
Such power was truly astonishing.
The Level-3 sorcerer beside Grimm could not help but feel his eyelids twitch. He could not help but peek at the mysterious flame at the tip of the Sabbatic Goat Staff.
What elemental energy was this?
No, it must be the energy of a qualitative change. The fluctuations were too shocking!
As a Level-3 sorcerer, he had become a supporting attack beside him. This fellow was indeed an elite Demon-Hunter Sorcerer with a Rank-1 Honor Badge!
A wave of purple elemental energy emerged from the Level-3 sorcerer, faintly carrying some kind of mysterious magnetic field. The green and blue gemstones at the tip of the magic palm shone brightly. The great sorcerer shouted, "I'll create an opportunity for you to attack. Your sorcery attack power is sufficient. It's just that the perception of time is a little slower than the perception of time."
The perception of time was different. Different levels of life had different perceptions.
According to the sorcerer's theory, one second could be divided into eighteen parts. Ordinary low-level creatures could only feel one part of it after a second had passed.
The changes in the world, the loss of time, the leap of one-eighteenth of a second was presented in the form of pictures in the minds of these low-level creatures. Their passive imagination connected to make up for the unfelt seventeen eighteenth of a second.
In fact, in the other seventeen parts of the time freeze, incredible things might have happened.
The truth was like a game of hide-and-seek, hidden in the time freeze that these low-level creatures could not feel. But because the low-level creatures could not observe it, they could not explore it.
The Elemental Sorcerers, according to the qualitative changes of their own life level, would jump from the one-eighteenth of a second of a second of a second of half-step time for a Level-3 sorcerer, to the full amount of real time for a Stigmata Sorcerer.
As for the creatures that evolved passively, according to the enhancement of their own physique, they would have a higher perception bit by bit.
For example, this Evil Blood doppelganger might have already felt 50% or even 70% of Half-step Time.
After a short while, when Grimm waved the Sabbatic Goat Staff for the fourth time, the main clone of the Evil Blood was completely destroyed.
"Caw caw caw caw, Young Master, this is their life-saving fee."
Little Eight brought over a large piece of sorcerer essence. There were about forty units, which were paid by the old sorceress, the sorceress, and the other two new Level-1 Demon Hunters that Grimm had saved.
"Master, thank you."
The old sorceress and the sorceress thanked Grimm.
The other two Demon Hunters thanked the Level-3 Great Sorcerer who arrived later.
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