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Home > Fantasy > A Sorcerer's Journey > Chapter 866

Chapter 866

Words:2287Update:22/06/26 07:25:08

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It was getting closer, even closer!

The ten-meter-tall War Demon held the Chaos Hammer and looked at the towering Temple of the Night in front of him. A greedy and excited grin appeared on his face.

As long as he broke into the Temple of the Night and found the Source of the Night Goddess on the statue, the mission given by the Chaos Fiend King would be completed, and he would receive the long-awaited reward.

Every single cell in the Fighting Demon's body was filled with indescribable excitement when he saw the low-level werecats on the ground who couldn't even fly.

Buzz!

Suddenly, in the Temple of the Night, a sword of black flame stretched out, and the hostility that was different from the law of the night spread out, as if it could freeze everything. In an instant, the eyes of the War Demon that was close at hand lost its luster, leaving only the simplest black and white.

"Huh!? This … "

The black flame suddenly engulfed everything, and the War Demon let out a shrill scream. The Chaos Hammer in its hand summoned an endless power of chaos from the sky, and its combat instincts exploded to the limit. In the explosion of power, it finally managed to break free from the attack.

Ding!

The sound was crisp and harsh.

Even in such a short period of contact, the Black Flame Sword that was exuding the majestic pressure of the gods only made contact with the Hammer of Chaos once. The pupils of the Battle Demon shrank to the size of needle tips, and it threw the Hammer of Chaos away in horror.

"The power of the gods!?"

Crack, crack, crack, bang!

Cracks spread from the Hammer of Chaos, and then it exploded into fragments all over the sky. The terrible black flame even burned the fragments of the Hammer of Chaos. This Chaos Demonic Artifact that symbolized the identity of the War Demon was destroyed by the Sword of Destruction Stigmata Sorcerer.

"What a strong hostility, it's a wonderful tonic for the Sword of Sinful Flame."

Under the human body wrapped in white bandages, a pair of cold and sharp eyes of Secluded Spring looked at the panicked and fleeing War Demon. The pressure of a higher level creature that was superior to individual creatures spread out, and in an instant, the low-level creatures within more than a thousand meters could not help but tremble, only feeling that their movements had become stagnant.

A terrifying sound wave spread out, and Secluded Spring chased after the terrified and desperate War Demon.

"Protect me!"

The War Demon rushed into the battle army and roared. However, even though the hundreds of chaotic demons around it roared at the sky, it was only swept away by the sword of this unknown god.

Meanwhile.

In front of the Temple of the Night, the Battle Demon that was fighting the last few Heroic Spirits was being pulled over bit by bit by a skinny old man with a crescent staff in his hand. The old man grinned maliciously as he stretched out an arm, and an incredible gravitational force pulled the two-meter-tall Battle Demon towards him.

No matter how hard it struggled, it was unable to escape. Even the power of chaos summoned by the Chaos Claw was sucked in.



"According to the plan, we should have appeared three days later on the night of the full moon. I didn't expect that the Night Shrine wouldn't even last a day against this chaotic demon army."

Holding the Abyssal Magic Staff in his hand, Grimm's eyes under the Mask of Truth looked at Netherheart Stigmata Sorcerer and Sword of Destruction Stigmata Sorcerer who were outside the shrine and said coldly.

"Heh heh heh heh, it's good that I make my move earlier and leave this War of the Gods earlier. The Magus World is already chaotic enough, I didn't expect it to be just as chaotic here!"

Clad in metal armor, Hydra Wrath Stigmata Sorcerer's burly body stood, revealing two rows of neat white teeth in a sneer.

"Tower of Annihilation, that big one belongs to me. Let's settle things here quickly, get the Nine Underworld Spring, and leave!"

Boom!

The tyrannical body caused a sonic boom, and Hydra Wrath Stigmata Sorcerer disappeared from Grimm's side. The Stigmata Sorcerer's terrible coercion spread out unscrupulously, and rushed toward the largest Battle Demon in the middle of the battlefield that was more than thirty meters tall.

"Caw caw caw, Young Master, let's hurry up and leave. Such a small thing, we can just trample it to death."

Amidst the laughter of Little Eight on his shoulder, Grimm turned into a thunder arc and disappeared from the Temple of the Night Shrine. In the continuous light and darkness distortion in the sky of the battlefield, he suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield that was full of low-level foreign creatures in all directions.

So weak, a group of ants under his feet.

Generally, the small world had already felt squeezed by the World Lord's Real Body, but the individual creatures that multiplied within these worlds were still fighting each other for the right to evolve, and the gap in life levels was light and easy to see.

Their eyes were filled with fear as they stared at Grimm.

Whether it was the Temple of the Night Shrine or the Chaos Demons, after the sudden appearance of Grimm, an unfamiliar deity, released his "God's Coercion" aura, the battlefield that was originally full of hot blooded killing suddenly stopped, and all the low-level creatures looked over in horror.

Compared to the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers who had experienced world wars all year round, the creatures of the Pantheon Continent who had been sheltered by the deities all year round were obviously more afraid of the deities, to the point that they had lost the will to resist from the bottom of their hearts. God-slaying and god-slaying were only secretly spread among the top Sanctuary creatures.

"Caw caw caw, over there."

Thousands of meters away, the smallest Battle Demon, only a dozen centimeters in size, was killing in all directions. Its body was stained with blood, holding a Chaos Harpoon, and it was rare for the werecats to be able to defeat it.

At this moment, the Battle Demon, like all the other low-level creatures, was staring at the unknown deity who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Raising his Abyssal Staff was a seemingly insignificant movement. The human body seemed so weak in this chaotic battlefield, but at this moment, it suddenly triggered an incredibly vast elemental energy. With Grimm at the center, light and darkness twisted and converged in a radius of several hundred meters. The high-frequency vibrations caused the blood in the heart to go haywire. Some of the weaker creatures that were close to Grimm were blown away by the vibrations emitted by Grimm's body.

Crackle!

A black arc of lightning as thick as an arm shot out from all directions, twisting the light in all directions.

Along the way, all the low-level creatures within a few meters of the black arc of lightning were wiped out by the destructive force, leaving not a single trace behind. The black arc of lightning crossed thousands of meters of the battlefield. No one could stop it, and its target was the Battle Demon of the Chaotic World.

The arc of lightning disappeared at the end of the horizon in a flash, but Grimm's Mask of Truth flashed with astonishment.

"Hmm! Such a nimble little thing, it actually ran away? "

Being chosen as a Battle Demon, this little fellow's combat power might be slightly weaker than the other Battle Demons, but it had its own unique side.

Seeing this scene, Little Eight also cursed in astonishment.

"Caw! Damn it, it doesn't even hurt. Why did it run away instead of obediently dying? Aren't you tired? "

Hmph!

With a cold snort, Grimm once again crossed the battlefield. The surrounding low-level creatures could not effectively stop him at all.

To Grimm, the ordinary speed of the True Time was like a series of afterimages in the eyes of these low-level creatures. He chased after the agile little demon that was only a dozen centimeters long.

"In the name of the Chaos Demon King, I command you to kill this unknown deity!"

The little demon raised the Chaos Harpoon in its hand and issued the order to kill the deity in all directions. However, it was running away in a panic, its pair of small eyes glinting mischievously.

Grimm, who was in midair, was suddenly attacked collectively by these messy little creatures. These Chaos Demons were encouraged by the name of the Chaos Demon King and were fearful but not afraid of death.

In the calm water, Grimm saw that the attacks around him were extremely slow, and there were very few level-3 creatures that appeared. They were not threatening at all, but it was a mess. Amidst the roars, all kinds of dirty weapons were everywhere.

Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm frowned slightly. The next moment, the words "Mutation Domain" were uttered from his lips. A strange ripple spread out indiscriminately in all directions with Grimm at the center. After that, it disappeared in a flash, ignoring the ripple and continuing to chase after the fleeing little demon.

The roars on this battlefield stopped abruptly, and a strange silence fell!

The small battlefield that was originally boiling with blood instantly turned into a nightmarish hell. Thousands of Chaos Demons and a small number of Sylbeth Mountain Cat-Men twisted and swelled before splitting into pieces, turning into hundreds of strange and ferocious little creatures that devoured each other, as if they had been cast the most vicious curse.

As for the weapons that were thrown out by the Chaos Demons, they were shot hundreds of meters into the sky before falling again.

Near this battlefield, the other Chaos Demons and Sylbeth Mountain Cat-Men were shocked by the sudden release of the Might of God. Even a casual attack from a great deity was a disaster to low-level creatures.

"Chi, chi, chi …"

The little demon fell to the ground and looked at Grimm in fear. Its two slender legs kept kicking, hoping to get away from Grimm. The surrounding creatures were turned into hell by Grimm's Mutation Domain, and they were badly mutilated.

"Which deity are you? I …"

"Pu!"

Grimm stomped on the infamous battle demon of the Chaotic World to death. His blood was cleansed by the protective seven-colored runes.

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