Now, it had taken him a month to travel from Amzensa to the Sko Moilo Mountains, and another month in this Blue Fly people's camp. Two months had passed, but Grimm still had zero points, and he was at the bottom of the Holy Tower of Seven Rings' leaderboard.
On this day, after spending a whole month in this Blue Fly people's camp, Grimm finally found something.
Another Red Fly person had secretly come to this Blue Fly people's camp!
This was just an ordinary Red Fly person who had come to transport corrosives and other large quantities of resources. Although it had not reached the standard of a Level 1 creature, Grimm was secretly relieved.
It was finally here …
As this ordinary Red Fly person left the camp, Grimm quietly followed closely behind this Red Fly person, leaving this Blue Fly people's camp that he had been waiting for for a whole month, and headed for his new target.
…
Three days later.
It was also a hidden skeleton building complex, but the difference was that the people living here were all Red Fly people. This was a Red Fly people tribe.
This time, Grimm lurked in this gathering point for another half a month, but he still did not choose to make a move. He suppressed his desire to fight for points and kill.
In the Red Fly People's tribe, there were large workshops that produced smuggled corrosives, professional large livestock farms, large nurseries that could breed dozens of maggots at a time, and even prisons that temporarily kept the captives of the Green Fly People.
There were more than a thousand Red Fly people coming and going, and there were even two Level 2 Red Fly people.
If Grimm summoned Little Eight, Thousand-eyed Carcinus, and Enigmatic Myriad-Head Bird to uproot this Red Fly people tribe, he would probably get more than five hundred points, and he would become one of the top few in the Holy Tower of Seven Rings' leaderboard.
However, Grimm did not choose to do so. He remained silent, exploring the situation of this Shadow Red Muslin gathering point, waiting for a better target and opportunity.
However, in this half a month, Grimm had indeed obtained some unexpected results.
Grimm realized that although there were two Level Two Red Fly people in this tribe, in reality, there was only one Level Two Red Fly person managing the tribe and holding power. The other Level Two Red Fly person followed behind the other Level One Red Fly person like a follower.
This Level One Red Fly Person had displayed extremely high combat qualities and was in good spirits. His own potential was astonishing as well, and he was constantly training and improving himself.
With this discovery, Grimm focused all his attention on this level-1 red fly person, trying to uncover its secrets.
As it turned out, this Level-1 Red Fly Man was actually the descendant of a Level-3 Red Fly Man elder from the Shadow Red Veil Cult!
Half a month later, Grimm finally got his chance.
A few Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had found information about this red fly people tribe and launched an attack at lightning speed, intending to annihilate the entire red fly people tribe. There were also traces of a large number of green fly people, coming to annihilate this red fly people tribe.
A few ten-meter tall elemental giants surrounded the tribe from all directions, destroying the red fly people's skeletal structures and facilities. Some of the red fly people who tried to defend themselves were easily slapped to death by these elemental giants, or killed by the elemental power.
Howls, roars, cries, and screams of despair filled the air.
A few level-2 sorcerers were slaughtering wantonly, fighting for the "points" of this camp. The green fly people who were temporarily dispatched by these Demon-Hunter Sorcerers seemed to be shocked by the cruel massacre of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, and they all looked horrified.
"Pi Kedan, run!"
Two level-2 red fly people and a few level-1 red fly people were desperately trying to stop the indescribably powerful sorcerers. The power they possessed was unbelievable, ever-changing, and unpredictable. Plus, they had the advantage in numbers. There was no hope for this tribe anymore.
In such a desperate moment, the level-2 red fly person who was in charge of protecting Pi Kedan activated the strange blood-red murderous aura, and his combat power increased greatly. He roared at the panic-stricken and injured Pi Kedan.
"Ah …"
Pi Kedan screamed in frustration, and without hesitation, he turned around and ran for his life.
None of the level-2 sorcerers were willing to give up the chance to get a hundred points when they saw Pi Kedan running away with ten points. To them, a level-1 red fly person was worth ten points, and a level-2 red fly person was worth a hundred points. As for Pi Kedan being the descendant of a level-3 red fly person …
Whoosh!
However, the sorcerers did not give chase, but a green fly person did. The bone spear in his hand was a meter long, and he was getting closer and closer to Pi Kedan.
Beside Pikedan, Grimm, who was under the Robe of Representations, looked at the Level-1 Green Fly Man that was chasing after him. His eyes narrowed slightly under the Mask of Truth. 'Should I deduct a few points and kill this annoying fellow?
Just as Grimm was hesitating, Pi Kedan, who was escaping, suddenly turned around. A blood-red murderous aura that did not belong to him flashed across, and a few bone needles pierced through the body of the green fly person that was chasing after him. After a quick scream, the green fly person fell from the sky.
Ugh …
Grimm was slightly stunned. He was thinking too much. A normal level-1 creature was no match for this Pi Kedan.
In this red fly people tribe, level-2 red fly people and normal red fly people had no chance to escape. Only some of these level-1 red fly people managed to escape from the claws of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers. Pi Kedan was one of them.
With a cold sneer under the Mask of Truth, Grimm quietly followed behind Pi Kedan. He felt that he was getting closer to his target.
…
They flew at full speed for a day and a night.
The weak Pi Kedan landed next to a seemingly bare and ordinary stone wall. He panted heavily as he held onto the stone wall. After a few turns in the pile of rocks, there was a very secret cave with a relatively clean room inside.
To the fly people, meat that did not rot was like raw meat to a normal human, it was hard to swallow.
However, as the future elite of the red fly people, Pi Kedan could not care less. His sucker like mouth kept sweeping the raw meat, absorbing the energy he needed to heal his injuries.
"Are those the sorcerers that the green fly people worship? Reality is too scary, these demons … "
After mumbling to himself, the tired Pi Kedan slowly fell asleep.
Grimm under the Robe of Representations glanced at him and floated to the corner of the cave space. He accompanied Pi Kedan and quietly waited for something.
After about five hourglasses of time, several energy ripples appeared.
"Wake up! Pi Kedan, are you alright? "
The level-3 red fly person pulled Pi Kedan up and shook him. The weak Pi Kedan slowly woke up and said weakly, "Father."
In his excitement, the level-3 red fly person handed Pi Kedan to a few level-2 red fly people behind him. After an angry and anxious sigh, the few red fly people left the cave.
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