A month later.
"Legend has it that in ancient times, there were countless ancient creatures and sacred-level beings on the Elysium Continent. All races flourished, and there were many innate gods who were perfectly compatible with the edictal laws, including the Supreme Overgods. They were far more powerful than the current Elysium Continent. The Sky Stairway was the source of chaos in the Elysium Continent, a forbidden area."
The closer they got to the center of the Elysium Continent, the stronger the gravity was. It was almost a hundred times stronger than that of the Sorcerer World!
As such, the land became more and more desolate. Apart from some rare high-level creatures that had adapted to the strong gravity, there were only continuous mountain ranges that started to emanate a faint aura of death.
Even a peak sacred-level black dragon who was born and raised on the Elysium Continent found it extremely difficult to fly.
"The Lord of Desire?"
Official Sorcerers hunted for the world's resources, Stigmata Sorcerers hunted for the world's treasures, and Celestial Sorcerers hunted for the world's history. Grimm, who already understood the fundamental rules, was obviously the most interested in the history of the Elysium Continent.
According to Grimm's conjecture, the Lord of Desire who instigated the War of the Gods in ancient times was probably a level-eight being!
This world could not possibly be as simple as it appeared on the surface.
Little Eight was obviously not too interested in this land filled with the aura of death. She immediately hid in the Dimensional Gap.
"Yes! As soon as the seal on the supreme Overgod was broken, the ancient war began very quickly. The world darkened, and the sun and moon dimmed. The Heaven Stairway was the very center of the battlefield. Who knew how many ancient beings had died there. The bones of these terrifying experts were constantly evolving through the laws of the land here, giving birth to the vast and boundless Sea of Spectres. The gods here are known as the Nether Gods. "
The Nether God System and the Divine System were always at odds. With the Dragon God System and the Sea God System eyeing them covetously, the Chaos Demons invaded and joined the Demon God System. Occasionally, the Evil Gods from foreign lands would be sucked in by the laws of gravity. This world was indeed extremely chaotic.
On the ground, a gray aura of death lingered. Occasionally, one or two long cries could be heard.
As a peak sacred-level creature on the Elysium Continent, the black dragon had once fearlessly ventured into the Sea of Spectres. But the terrifying events that happened afterwards made him lose the courage to do so a second time.
At this moment, he led the group and perfectly avoided the scattered Underworld God Temples.
"Jiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiej.
Netherheart Stigmata Sorcerer was holding a ghoul that was dissected for research in his hand, he said lightly, and then threw the research specimen waste down.
Grimm had never explored the Wandering Soul World, so he was not familiar with it. However, he was a little interested in the chaotic power of the Chaos Demon. At this time, he was communicating with the black dragon while playing with a pair of Chaos Demon horns in his hand.
* Roar … *
In front of them was a giant mountain filled with a majestic aura of death. A zombie dragon more than fifty meters long suddenly flew out of it. It was obvious that it had sensed the invasion of the black dragon and was charging straight at it.
"Oh no, it's an Ancient Corpse Dragon King!"
The Dark Dragon King let out an alarmed cry as he sensed the even more powerful Undead Saint Domain Zombie Dragon's aura. Then, he remembered that he was supporting four deities on his back, and only then did he relax a little.
Any one of these four foreign Evil Gods would be able to easily dispose of this Saint-level corpse dragon.
However, Hydra Wrath Stigmata Sorcerer's next words made the black dragon in disbelief and despair.
"It seems that this black dragon is no longer suitable to travel in this area. Since I'm hungry, let's change mounts."
Mercilessly, Hydra Wrath Stigmata Sorcerer crushed the black dragon's spine with one foot, and a few giant serpents bit down.
…
Ten days later.
Riding the zombie dragon to the foot of the Stairway Mountain, Netherheart swallowed the Soul Fire in the horror and despair of the zombie dragon. He said in a low voice, "There are many Underworld God Temples here. Drink the Netherworld Spring. Remember, you must not use magic. We'll climb up bit by bit."
In front of the Stairway Mountain, undead creatures were all over the mountain. The rotten flesh and bones were extremely disgusting. The thick aura of death was almost solid. The peak of the mountain went straight up to the clouds and was completely shrouded by the aura of death.
As a Stigmata Sorcerer, he had experienced the Sorcerer-Apprentice and official Sorcerer stages, so he no longer cared about these things.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle.
The four of them carefully wrapped the Netherworld Spring with magic and swallowed it one after another. Something amazing happened. The four of them gradually exuded the same aura of death, and it was no different from the low-level undead creatures around them.
These low-level primitive creatures without intelligence were no longer afraid of them. They just treated it as a few ordinary Sanctuary-level undead creatures passing by.
"It's done."
With a satisfied look, Netherheart Stigmata Sorcerer took the lead to climb this Holy Land of the Undead. The center of the Ley Veins World, the Stairway Mountain.
Roar roar roar …
There were frequent roars, and the density of Level-3 Sanctuary-level undead creatures was astonishing. The three of them carefully avoided them by disguising themselves. As for those Underworld God Temples, Netherheart Stigmata Sorcerer, who had several mountaineering experiences, had long avoided them.
"Huh!?"
Grimm, who was climbing the top of the Stairway Mountain step by step, suddenly noticed something unusual. The dual-colored eyes under the Mask of Truth turned around. After a flash of light, he slowly waved the Abyssal Magic Staff in his hand.
"What's wrong?"
The Secluded Spring, who was beside Grimm, noticed the Primordial Darkness Mystical Power. It was slightly surprised, and its cold eyes under the white bandage looked over.
"Nothing, a very interesting undead creature, a good specimen."
The Primordial Darkness Mystical Power, under Grimm's control, was like a flexible tentacle, bypassing a group of zombies and skeletons, passing through the crotch of an abomination that was patrolling its territory. In the bone cavity of a giant bone, it circled around and grabbed a gray shadow.
"Hiss hiss hiss …"
With the scream of the Soul Fire, the shadow that was caught by the Primordial Darkness Mystical Power slowly turned into a skeleton, surrounded by the aura of death. The bone blade attempted to cut off the Primordial Darkness Mystical Power that entangled itself, but to no avail. It was quickly dragged to Grimm's side.
"Another creature that uses the Shadow Power of the Dark Element."
Grimm had yet to cultivate the Phantom Lotus Seed obtained in the underground abyss. At this time, he had obtained another specimen that could delve into the Primordial Darkness Mystical Power.
"Don't waste time, we don't have much time left."
The Heart of the Nether, who was at the front, turned his head and said. Grimm nodded and opened the Book of Truth in his left hand. He silently chanted a witchcraft incantation, and this strange Shadow Skeleton was sealed into the Forgotten World by Grimm.
Puchi, puchi, puchi …
With every step, a large number of Zombie Worms on the muddy ground were trampled to death, and the viscous liquid that splattered became a delicious meal for other Zombie Worms.
Hula, hula, hula …
Tens of thousands of Gargoyles flew in groups in the sky. On the Heaven Stairway, the four "little undead creatures" slowly climbed up the mountain amidst the aura of death and skeletons.
One day and one night later.
"This … This is the representation of the rules of the Truth. It's amazing indeed!"
Hidden among the skeletons and hiding from the Temple of the Nether God in the distance, the four people stood at the peak of the Heaven Stairway, quietly feeling the miracle of this world.
With a flash on Grimm's shoulder, Little Eight also came out from the Dimensional Gap.
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