Huh?!
Instinctively, Grimm slashed at the tentacle wrapped around his right foot with the Cruel Blood Sword.
After a sharp cry, the tentacle was cut off. Half of the tentacle was wrapped around Grimm's foot, while the other half quickly drilled into the ground. A large amount of stinky green liquid spurted out of the wound.
Unable to pay attention to the fleeing attacker, the Cruel Blood Sword nimbly swam to the side, quickly slicing a tentacled shadow in two. His other hand grabbed at the incoming abyssal creature with incredible speed, grabbing it with his hand.
This Abyssal Creature was shaped like a small octopus. Its jumping ability and hiding ability were outstanding. The trajectory of its jump just now was actually to pounce on Grimm's face. At this time, it was caught in Grimm's hand. More than ten strong tentacles were constantly struggling, trying to break Grimm's palm.
"An Evil Leader?"
An Evil Leader was a type of Abyssal creature that had long been extinct in the Sorcerer World. It had a terrifying parasitic ability, like a nightmare creature. After parasitizing its host, the host would become a body controlled by the Evil Leader.
"It really is a sealed ancient battlefield. I can't believe there are still such Abyssal creatures that can only be seen in the ancient records."
Crack!
Suddenly, under the cover of several Evil Leaders, the Evil Leader that attacked Grimm first and had one of its tentacles cut off fell on Grimm's back. A needle was spinning, trying to drill through Grimm's black scales, and it let out a piercing howl.
Grimm sneered as he beheaded the rest of the Blood Curses that were charging at him. He kept the remaining Curses as a precious specimen. Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! The Curses on his back were pierced by three bone spikes. Green liquid flowed out as the tentacles that were tightly wrapped around Grimm's body softened.
The bone spikes on its back retracted, and the Evil Leader fell to the ground.
Compared to this terrible parasitic creature, Grimm, as an Elemental Sorcerer, was like a real devil. He sneered and injected a large amount of anesthetic and condensate into the struggling evil chief in his hands, making it into a specimen for future research.
After settling the sudden attack, Grimm then noticed that there were Abyssal Fireflies floating inside the ten-meter-tall giant skull in front of him. Their radiance was like the face of a ferocious ghost. It was very realistic.
Grimm floated half a meter above the ground and flew to the side of the giant skull. He peered into one of the eye sockets of the skull.
These fiendish ghost-faced fireflies were frightened, and the ghost-faced fireflies flew out of the skulls, disappearing into the distance.
"Hmm? I did find something! "
Grimm happily flew into the skull and picked up a crystal core.
The owner of this skull should have been a powerful creature like Grimm when he was alive. Therefore, the concentrated crystal core in his body had remained to this day. Such a powerful creature would be an extremely terrifying existence in any small world, but unfortunately, in the war between two civilized worlds, it was just one of the millions of cannon fodder, an insignificant, nameless character.
Playing with the crystal core in his hand, Grimm curled his lips and shook his head with a sigh.
"It's a pity that this crystal core has been around for too long. What's left is just an empty shell. The energy inside has been exhausted, and it only has value as a collector's item."
* Roar! *
* Kacha, kacha, kacha, kacha … *
At this moment, Grimm looked out of the eye socket in the skull and saw the three-meter-tall Spectral Bear Spirit and Steel-Blooded Wolf Spirit roaring as they chased after the Ancient Demon Servant Ghoul. This humanoid skeleton with a black scythe on its back was running with large strides, and in its hand was a silver-white bell. It was no ordinary magic tool.
"There's a harvest so soon?!"
Grimm's gaze was focused on the silver-white bell in the Revenant's hand. The residual Magical Power on the bell was very special. However, there was a layer of personal interdiction that had yet to be broken. It would require a specialized sorcerer to break through it, just like Grimm's Starfall Reconnaissance Craft.
Although the main goal was the remains of the Ancient Demon of Phaseless, an ancient relic with residual power might be comparable to an inherited magic tool. After personally experiencing the power of the Thousand-eyed Lamp and the three-headed serpent, Grimm was naturally very interested and would not give up easily.
"Swoosh!" Grimm also joined the chase.
Obviously, the Golden Pig King, Spectral Bear Spirit, and Steel-Blooded Wolf Spirit should be slaves from the Colosseum from the same world. After becoming exiles from the Sorcerers World's underground abyss, although on the surface, the three of them seemed to be on the side of the local lords with the One-eyed Troll and Bloodthirsty Swordfiend, fighting against the five Ancient Demon Servants, in fact, there were some deeper contradictions within. Otherwise, the One-eyed Troll would not have secretly reminded Grimm to be careful of these three.
The Spectral Bear Spirit was clad in golden armor and had an exaggeratedly large sword in its hand. Its fur was black and its body was translucent with the ability to turn invisible. As it chased after the Specter, a pair of cold and furious eyes stared at Grimm who had suddenly appeared.
The Steel-Blooded Wolf Spirit had golden nails on its palms. One of its eyes was red and bloodthirsty, and the other eye was empty. It did not care about Grimm's participation and only chased the ghoul in front of it with all its might.
"Kacha, rumble, rumble, rumble …"
All of a sudden, the ground in front of the ghoul shook violently. A stone giant rose from the ground, and the Abyss Devil Qi from all directions gathered towards it at an alarming speed.
However, before the thirty-meter-tall stone giant's slow palm could land, the ghoul suddenly swung the black scythe in its hand. Its movements were casual and smooth, and it continued to escape from the stone giant's side without any obstruction.
The stone giant fell with a loud crash!
With a "bang", the Ghost Bear Spirit directly knocked away the falling boulders and chased after its target without caring about anything else. The Steel Blood Battle Wolf's body turned into an afterimage, and after dodging all the boulders with incredible agility, it continued to chase after its target.
Grimm, who was at the back of the team, suddenly narrowed his eyes.
The power of the ghoul's black scythe was something that he would probably need to activate the second stage of Wild Instinct to attack in order to match. However, the ghoul had just casually attacked with ease. The difference between them …
"Wahahaha, count me in!"
After a hearty laugh, a powerful exile that had been standing behind the Bloodthirsty Swordfiend joined the chase again.
This exile was a humanoid creature, only a meter tall. Its skin was dark black, and its legs were like a kangaroo's. Its four arms were naturally equipped with four long blades that glinted with a sharp, cold light. This was a race of creatures that had evolved for the sake of killing!
The ghoul at the front couldn't help but turn its head. The soul fire in its eye sockets flickered, and everyone seemed to understand the curse in its eyes.
This ancient demon servant, the ghoul, had been unlucky enough to fall into the crowd of local dead creatures. It was unknown whether it was luck or luck that it had found an ancient artifact.
"No, there's no chance."
After chasing for a while, Grimm suddenly stopped. He realized that his chances of obtaining this precious artifact were too small. Instead of wasting time here, he might as well look for other opportunities. The half-destroyed ancient altar next to it piqued Grimm's interest.
The altar was more than thirty meters tall, and there were some bloodstains on the broken stones. Ancient Magus Runes were written on it, and it was probably a battlefield control point in the Primordial Battlefield.
Hm?!
Grimm's instinctive sense of danger had been honed through years of life and death struggles in the underground abyss. With the most perfect reflexes, Grimm unleashed the second level of Wild Instinct. His body suddenly grew to three meters tall. A violent force swept out, and one after another, bone spurs covered every part of his body.
However, Grimm, who had unlocked the second level of Wild Instinct, lowered his head and looked at a bloody hand that had pierced through his chest in disbelief.
After a moment of disbelief, Grimm let out a roar and slashed at the hand with the Bloodthirsty Sword. At the same time, the bone spikes on his back were surrounded by the Pool of Darkness and the power of the Infernal Spirit. "Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
"Squeak! Squeak!"
Hearing the familiar laughter, Grimm suddenly turned his head and saw the black rat baring its two white teeth. Its expression was a little stiff, and its body was surrounded by an astonishing amount of Abyssal Demon Energy. It sneered, and one of its hands was covered in Grimm's blood.
At this moment, the way it looked at Grimm was a little strange, as if it was looking at its prey. It actually made Grimm feel inexplicably uneasy.
"You?"
The big black rat that was laughing coldly suddenly stopped.
The injury on Grimm's chest was healing at an incredible speed under the dissimilation spell. At the same time, with the help of a piece of Snowline Essence, the Abyssal Demon Energy that had invaded his body was temporarily frozen.
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