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Home > Fantasy > A Sorcerer's Journey > Chapter 891

Chapter 891

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Looking at her personal guards being defeated by the Demon-Hunter Sorcerer Legion one by one, and being suppressed by the giant sword burning with black flames, there was no hope left.

Recalling her life after escaping from the Mother World and coming to this world, the six tiny eyes on the huge body of the Howling Cockroach Queen were filled with memories.

"Do you think this is the end? No, it will never end! The Howling Cockroach Clan will live on forever in the Endless World, but you sorcerers will perish one day. "

The Howling Cockroach Queen looked at the two foreign creatures standing on top of the giant sword of black flames on her back and sneered. She was not afraid of the possibility of death.

"Caw caw caw, the end? You wish! "

Little Eight taunted, but it represented Grimm's will.

"Hehehehe, you're right, it will never end. You will become the most precious slave source in my laboratory, providing me with an endless supply of high-quality slaves."

The dual-colored eyes under the Mask of Truth were like two bottomless whirlpools. Grimm slowly opened the Book of Truth.

On the battlefield that the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had completely controlled, more than six thousand Bright Demon-Hunter Sorcerer Legion behind Grimm formed a huge magic seal. Layers of elemental power lingered around, suppressing and restraining the Howling Cockroach Queen.

The unhurried recitation was just the countless failures recorded in the Book of Truth to Grimm, but to others, it was a mysterious and unknown witchcraft spell. Countless magic runes flew out of the Book of Truth and branded on the body of the Howling Cockroach Queen that was stabbed into the ground by the giant sword of black flames.

A black crack slowly opened up on top of the howling Queen Cockroach's head. It came from the dull aura of oblivion.

Following that, small hands made of sweat slowly stretched out, pulling on the Queen Cockroach's body. More and more, and more and more.

It was hard to imagine that Grimm, with the support of many Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, had been chanting the Forgotten Truth Spacetime Seal incantation for more than a month. After reading through everything recorded in the Book of Truth, the illusory rift that had cracked open in the Forgotten World had reached a thousand meters!

In contrast, the Howling Cockroach Queen was almost drowned by the illusory aura of the Forgotten World.

"Senior Sister, it's done."

Grimm gestured for Secluded Spring to put away the Black Flame Greatsword.

"You're really cautious. Spending so much time to cast such a huge sealing spell, and with the help of so many Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, I'm afraid it's enough to seal a Level 5 creature!"

As he spoke, the Secluded Spring waved his hand, and the Black Flame Greatsword was pulled back from the layers of sweaty little hands. In the next moment, the howling Cockroach Empress was dragged and sealed into the Forgotten World.

"He's a World Lord, after all. It's impossible to be too careful."

With a bang, the Book of Truth closed. Grimm heaved a sigh of relief and said in satisfaction.



A low-quality barren world like the Howling Cockroach did not have much value to the Stigmata Sorcerers. It was rare for such a low-quality world to appear in the transactions between Stigmata Sorcerers.

However, it was a springboard for Stigmata Sorcerers like Grimm to conquer other stronger worlds. This would provide Grimm with an endless supply of slave cannon fodder for him to command.

Ten years later.

For low-level Sorcerers, the conquest of the Howling Cockroach World seemed to be carried out in a disorderly manner. They only needed to follow the high-level Sorcerers to conquer the nests marked by the Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers one by one, kill and seal the Mother Cockroach, and the mission would be considered completed.

However, for a Stigmata Sorcerer like Grimm, it was much clearer.

The entire Howling Cockroach World was divided into two parts. One half was managed by his senior sister, Secluded Spring, and the other half was managed by himself.

As for the half of the Howling Cockroach World that he was responsible for conquering, it was divided into several major plates. Little Eight, Thousand-eyed Carcinus, Misty Soul-Attracting Crab, Night Shadow Saatchi, Teng Man, and Shackled-Handcuff Walter were the regional support commanders responsible for dispatching.

Until the world was completely conquered, Grimm handed it over to the Misty Soul-Attracting Crab.

"Caw caw caw caw, little ones, wait here first. Wait for me, Lord Ba, to hand in the mission before opening the next nest. Damn it, caw caw caw caw caw …"

Little Eight laughed as she steered the huge body of the Enigmatic Myriad towards the Void Fortress. Many Demon-Hunter Sorcerers and the Void Fortress took a short break.

Only a dozen Sorcerers brought metal cages that contained special cockroaches with independent intelligence and the Level-3 creature, the Mother Cockroach.

Without any hindrance, Little Eight arrived in front of the low Sorcerer Tower of the Void Fortress.

"Caw caw caw caw, Young Master, look at my harvest from this trip."

Showing off the harvest of the dozen Sorcerers behind her, Little Eight raised her little tail and showed off. The huge body of the Enigmatic Myriad became the focus of many Sorcerers in the Void Fortress.

Grimm was surrounded by many low-level Sorcerers, constantly using Saint Spirit Control on the captives brought by the Sorcerer Legion who submitted the mission, carrying out soul enslavement and collecting his own slave army.

The pair of eyes under the Mask of Truth looked back.

"Hmm, not bad. This is your fourteenth expedition, right? If you're tired of playing, take a break and go out for more patrols. Many Sorcerer Squads in the area you're in charge of are in trouble, and the Battle Command has temporarily dispatched Sorcerers from other areas to help."

Grimm shook his head.

Little Eight was playful. Although she had conquered a few nests, the accompanying Sorcerer Legion was too big, and the efficiency was not high.

Obviously, being a Warzone Commander was not suitable for her, but Grimm could not resist her playful nature, and only hoped that she would quickly have enough fun.

"I'm not tired at all! I, Lord Ba, still want to conquer another hundred nests. Young Master, just wait for my good news, caw caw caw caw caw … "

Little Eight did not take it seriously at all, and was having fun.

"A hundred nests?"

He shook his head and smiled.

"Such a low-level world, after ten years of conquest, how many nests can there be in total? How many years will it take for you to conquer another hundred … "



Fifteen years later.

Many Demon-Hunter Sorcerers from the Holy Tower of Two Rings and Demon-Hunter Sorcerers from the Holy Tower of Six Rings celebrated the success of the expedition to the Howling Cockroach World. Cooperation between the Holy Towers of the Sorcerer World was rare, at least not before the Civilization War.

For a Stigmata Sorcerer like Grimm, other than a few times of conquering the Howling Cockroach World, he spent most of his time commanding low-level Sorcerers to fight for him. Now that the war was over, the world that the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers conquered with their lives belonged to the Stigmata Sorcerers.

One could imagine the benefits.

Grimm and Secluded Spring had been low-level Sorcerers before, and they had a lot of memories of low-level Sorcerers over the past few decades, so they specially arranged this social gathering.

"Grimm, do you have any good merchant families on your side who would like to develop this world? Although it's just a barren low-level world, it can still bring us some benefits. Anyway, it's just a matter of convenience, do you want me to introduce a few? "

Secluded Spring asked with concern, as if he had returned to the senior who cared about his junior.

"Thank you, my Isa Family and Purple Tulip Family are all good."

Looking down at the barren world that had fallen into a deep sleep from above, Grimm said in a low voice, "This time when we go back, make good preparations, take this opportunity to raise more slaves, and strive to conquer two resource-rich worlds before the Civilization War."

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