The oppressive silence in the VIP seats caused the earth-shattering roars to be mixed with sighs.
"Elemental Magi have begun to decline, and the era of Abyssal Body Refiners has arrived. Neither of the two Great Magi from the Elemental Holy Tower dares to accept the challenge. This is the era of the Magus World's Mechanical Magi and Elemental Magi …"
"The future center of the world will be the underground abyss, and the Sky City will gradually become a memorable antique …"
"The marine race has been gradually eliminated by evolution …"
The four of them knew how terrifying this King of the Abyss, Agemonde, was.
Once they entered the Sanctum arena, they would lose the attention of the World Will. The four of them were not Abyssal Combat Magi, and did not view life and death battles as their own glory like the Abyssal Combat Magi.
In this way, the four of them seemed to have become the glory of all Abyssal Magi in the Holy Tower, representing the undefeatable rise of the Wild Instinct Refiners. Each of them seemed to see themselves becoming the King of the Abyss in the future, looking down on all the Magi in the Magus World.
Grimm's Mask of Truth allowed him to sense countless gazes on him. Not only were there millions of gazes from the arena below, but there were also more than ten gazes from the Abyssal Magic Cloud in the sky. These gazes seemed to represent expectations for Grimm?
As one of the four who had been provoked into silence, Grimm's body stiffened as he sat on the VIP seats. He felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, his expression extremely unsightly.
After a long while, Grimm was the first to let out a sigh of relief. He relaxed his body, closed his eyes, and slowly leaned back in his seat, ignoring the so-called expectations of others.
Although his heart was filled with desire, Grimm had no choice but to give up on this challenge that was almost impossible to win.
According to Grimm's judgement, even if he had fully recovered his mana, his only chance of winning was to use the Spacetime Seal of Truth. However, how could his opponent give him the chance to set up a seal in such an arena?
On the other hand, even if he used the Magnetite Star Core three times, Grimm was not confident that he could force his opponent to activate the third stage of Wild Instinct!
According to Grimm's estimation, at this time, even in the absence of any state, Agermond, the Lord of the Abyss, was more powerful than Grimm, who had opened the second level of Wild Instinct. This was a truly powerful Sorcerer in the Sorcerers World that Grimm could not defeat at this stage. He represented the strongest power under the Stigmata in the Sorcerers World. This was a Level-3 Great Sorcerer who only wanted to advance to the Stigmata and had no more worries.
Not to mention, Grimm was currently in a state of mana backlash.
Grimm's silent surrender immediately caused the gazes that were originally filled with anticipation to shift away in disappointment. There was even some anger in those gazes. It seemed that these gazes had secretly placed a bet in their hearts, but in the end, the target of their bets did not stand up. He was weak, he had ignored their expectations.
The other three were not as carefree as Grimm.
Forest Elite Mergish, King of the Gem Sea Raab Rad, and Violent Mecha Melee Holm were all in a state of sitting on pins and needles. It was as if they were going to explode in the next moment, but no one really stood up. They looked at each other, and as time passed, an indescribable awkwardness permeated among them.
Drip …
A drop of water fell between the fine blue-green scales of Raab Rad, King of the Gem Sea. The faint "drip" sound was so ear-piercing to everyone at this time, and they could not help but look at this Merfolk powerhouse.
Silently and helplessly, Raab Rad looked at Agermond, who was standing in the arena like a giant. When he was about to give up, suddenly, Violent Mecha Melee Holm said in a low voice, "I'll do it!"
After saying that, the Mechanic Sorcerer jumped from his seat and disappeared without a trace in a few flashes. It was obvious that he had gone to the fair entrance of the arena.
"Phew …"
Raab Rad sat down on the VIP seat as if he had lost all his strength. He rubbed his forehead. The pressure just now was really too much.
"Hmph, a coward who doesn't even have the courage to accept the invitation. Did the demon-hunting career of the Holy Tower of Seven Rings teach you to be weak?"
Mergish looked at Grimm indifferently, with obvious sarcasm. It was mocking Grimm for not even struggling and directly rejected all the expectant gazes and gave up on accepting Agermond's challenge invitation.
"At this time, I am far from being a match for the King of the Abyss, Agermond. Naturally, I will not foolishly challenge him."
Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm opened his eyes and looked at Mergish with the same sarcasm.
"And you, you are just a shell that lives for vanity. Hmph, it's not that the time I gave you was too short. In fact, even if ten thousand years had passed, you would not have really stood up. You just don't dare to sit down because of your vanity."
The two stared at each other directly, and the contradiction was completely obvious.
…
In the arena of the Three Stars Holy Tower.
Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar …
The atmosphere in the Abyss Arena of the Three Stars Holy Tower was ignited again. The roar was deafening, and then a figure appeared from the other end of the arena.
The magic runes on the metal cloak were of various colors, wriggling like living creatures. The body under the cloak was frequently making "kacha" "kacha" "kacha" "kacha" sound of machinery rubbing against each other. Only a pair of mechanical eyes could be seen looking in all directions, incomparably mysterious.
Although Holmes and Agermond knew each other, they had never really been friends.
Now that they were looking at each other directly, an indescribable fighting spirit filled the air between the two.
"So it's you! Hahahaha, all of this is yours, Holmes!"
Agermond collected all the wealth into a spatial magic tool and threw it to Holmes with a serious expression. Obviously, he had already felt a great deal of pressure from this powerful mechanical wizard.
The ritual of the arena ended.
Under the metal cloak, Holmes' body gradually began to grow. The mechanical body material's ductility was stimulated, and dozens of red detection lights from the mechanical eyes focused on Agermond.
"With this wealth, it should be barely enough to complete the plan. Hehehe, Agermond, if that's the case, come and enjoy my mechanical art."
Holm, who had already expanded to fifty meters tall, looked like a metal giant. Looking down at Lucien, he sneered. After the metal cloak that was covered with countless magic runes was lifted, seven mechanical puppets of different sizes and shapes appeared.
Kacha, kacha, kacha, kacha
After the seven mechanical marionettes slowly stood up, their red mechanical eyes focused on Agermond. There was no emotion that any living creature should have. They were just killing machines designed by Holmes.
"Queen Ant Level Mechanical Marionettes!"
Looking at the figure of the little girl with a ponytail among the seven mechanical marionettes, Grimm secretly exclaimed. Just this mechanical marionette alone was enough for Grimm to fight with all his strength!
Other than that, the other six mechanical marionettes were all equivalent to the standard of a Level-3 Great Wizard, and they were all unique marionettes specially designed by Holmes.
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