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Chapter 885

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"Hehehehe, it's just a small world. Any resistance in front of the will of the great sorcerer is futile. Feel the will of the great sorcerer and beg, or else death will be your only way out."

The speech of the appearance was just an imitation of the Stigmata Sorcerers in the previous Demon-Hunting Expeditions.

More than ten meters of black flames lingered on the big hand, and more than two hundred meters of Abyssal Magic Staff suddenly waved, and the incomprehensible attack of an official sorcerer spread out.

Within a range of thousands of meters, the Howling Cockroaches and Stack-Winged Cockroaches, which were hated and worried by the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, were frozen into ice cubes and fell from the sky.

Such a range of destruction was not comparable to the destructive sorcery launched by any other official sorcerer!

With a backhand wave, another large number of cockroaches fell from the sky. In an instant, the sky around Grimm suddenly became quiet. The demonic power descended, and it was really amazing.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh …

Some of the unkilled Acid Cockroaches, Elite Stack-Winged Cockroaches, and Howling Cockroaches were guided by a certain will, and they all fearlessly rushed toward Grimm.

"What a group of annoying little bugs."

The eyes of the Dark Devourer Infernal Spirit Giant, which was more than two hundred meters tall, looked at the hundreds of annoying little cockroaches surrounding him. He waved his Abyssal Magic Staff several times in a row, but only a few were killed. At this moment, he could not help but snort coldly.

"Dissimilation Domain!"

An invisible wave spread out, and in an instant, except for a few more powerful existences, the rest of the cockroaches let out hoarse and painful screams. After a wriggle on the surface of their bodies, they were torn apart and fell from the sky. The way they died was extremely strange.

Such a horrible and strange scene really shocked the sorcerers who were coming to support, and they all stopped.

Foreign expeditions should be as far away as possible from the battles of higher level creatures such as Stigmata Sorcerers and World Lords. Otherwise, the inadvertent shockwaves may be a disaster for lower level creatures.

Pa!

A Level-3 Acid Cockroach, which was withstanding the burning flames and trying its best to burrow into Grimm's Elemental True Body, was caught by the giant black flame hand and burned to ashes.

Crackle!

The black electric arc jumped and disappeared in a flash. Several powerful cockroaches were hit and disappeared in an instant under the terrifying attack of the Stigmata Power. They did not even have the chance to make a sound.

The surrounding area, which had been cleared by Grimm's Abyssal Staff, was now crowded with a large number of low-level cockroaches, all fearlessly pouncing on the huge Elemental Giant.

After the elemental giant looked around, its burning eyes revealed a hint of helplessness.

With a wave of his hand, a large number of Demon-Hunter Sorcerers and slave legions swarmed in from afar and continued to fight with these low-level cockroaches. Thanks to Grimm's earlier massacre of the elite cockroaches, the situation was much better.

Just like that, Grimm completely ignored the low-level creatures around him that were killing each other like tidewater, wantonly traversing the battlefield. After casually killing a few level 3 creatures that caught his eye, even if his Elemental True Body inadvertently emitted burning ripples in the surroundings, it was still a disaster for the nearby low-level creatures.

"Caw caw caw caw, Young Master, you're finally here."

Little Eight stood on one of the ninety-nine heads of the Enigmatic Myriads. The Enigmatic Myriads, which was considered huge among the level 3 creatures, galloped unparalleled on the battlefield. At this moment, in front of Grimm, it was nothing.

"Hmm, how's the situation?"

As he spoke, a big mouth on the back of the Dark Devourer Infernal Spirit Giant kept howling and swallowed a large number of dissipating souls on the battlefield.

In contrast, the big mouth on the chest of the Dark Devourer Infernal Spirit Giant had absorbed the power of hatred. It had absorbed enough emotional power, and its Elemental True Body expanded to about two hundred and fifty meters. Under such a powerful force, it still noticed a World Guardian coming from the edge of the battlefield.

A creature of this level was enough to attract enough attention from Grimm.

However, at this time, the World Will of the Howling Cockroach was exhausted, and Grimm was at the peak of swallowing the power of hatred on the battlefield. The gap between the two was not considered to be on the same level, but at this moment, it was completely widened.

Tens of kilometers away, the black flame beam on Grimm's chest suddenly cut through the sky, like a small destructive cannon, bursting with endless terrifying power, easily wiping out a large number of creatures on the battlefield.

The World Guardian that had just arrived on the battlefield had not had time to do anything before it was wiped out by Grimm.

"Caw caw caw, I heard that a few Demon-Hunter Sorcerers sneaked into the underground space first, trying to complete the decapitation mission. It's been a while, I wonder how the situation is now."

Little Eight looked at the destructive attack caused by Grimm and kept clicking her tongue.



Slovad, a Demon-Hunter Sorcerer in the Sorcerers World, had two Rank-3 Honor Badges.

Slovad had an aged appearance. With six thousand years of age, he was older than most of the official sorcerers in the Sorcerers World. This was close to the late years of an official sorcerer.

Although the limit of an official sorcerer's life was the shackles of ten thousand years, how many people could live to this limit?

For most official sorcerers, six to seven thousand years was the limit.

The civilization war was imminent, and the decline of the Soul Fire was imminent. Although he had tried his best in his life, compared to those genius sorcerers, he was just mediocre. He did not deserve to achieve a Stigmata, but at this time, he was caught up in the Sorcerers World's third civilization war.

Slovad was not resigned to this!

He had yet to witness the glory of the Sorcerers World, he had yet to make his own contribution to the Sorcerers World, he had yet to meet the great Two Rings Celestial Sorcerer, he had yet to …

Compared to other sorcerers, Slovad was determined to get the Wisdom Tooth Essence of the Howling Cockroach World, which had the effect of delaying the decline of the Soul Fire.

Therefore, when he discovered that this Mother Nest had such a degree of resistance, the first thing that came to Slovad's mind was the Mother Cockroach Wisdom Tooth Essence, he must get it!

Behind a Rank-2 Honor Badge Demon-Hunter Sorcerer who wanted to complete the decapitation mission, Slovad quietly followed.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Mother Nest was filled with the strange smell of inorganic cockroach feces. Along the way, the corpses of the elite Cockroach Guardians were perfectly hidden. This was a Demon-Hunter Sorcerer with rich combat experience.

Finally, they reached the deepest part of the cave. There were faint waves of elemental fluctuations coming from inside, letting out waves of unwilling roars.

"How is this possible, this is a Demon-Hunter Sorcerer with a Rank-2 Honor Badge, how could …"

Swoosh!

Suddenly, a figure rushed out. It was the Demon-Hunter Sorcerer that Slovad had been following all the way.

The Rank-2 Honor Badge Sorcerer was now riddled with scars, his magic power was declining, and blood was flowing. Half of his head seemed to have been bitten off by something. It seemed like he would not survive, but he held on to his last hope.

Now, his only hope was to rely on the Void Fortress to reconstruct his body …

"Hiss hiss hiss, how delicious, you can't run away from us three sisters. Sister, I want to eat his organs!"

The Mother Cockroach who spoke was plump but unusually agile. Half of the Rank-2 Honor Badge Demon-Hunter Sorcerer's head was bitten off.

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