Buzz.
The space-time coordinates were connected, and Grimm appeared beside Little Eight.
He was still in the state of unlocking his self-seal, and the moment he descended into the world of the Spiritualists, he brought an earth-shattering aura that almost surpassed Level-4. Many Stigmata Sorcerers, the six Giant Thunder Wolves of the Exploding Thunder World, and the tens of millions of densely packed slave monsters that were pushing and shoving each other, looked over in shock.
"Wahahaha, my super-evolved Grimm beast, you're finally back!"
Little Eight, who had nothing to do, immediately sensed the return of Grimm and shouted excitedly. It was rare to see Grimm in the state of unlocking his self-seal.
Crackle! Crackle! Crackle …
Before Grimm had time to react, suddenly, the sky of the Spiritualists' world seemed to be rejecting the strange and deformed Eye of the World that carried part of the parasitic spores in the arms of the Root of Destruction clone that was pulled by a strand of hair of the Root of Darkness. The clouds in the entire sky began to become restless.
Thunder and lightning intertwined, and the Spiritualists' world was brewing an extremely powerful purifying and destructive force.
More than ten meters of condensed black flames, Grimm raised his head, and the dual-colored eyes under the Mask of Truth looked up to the sky, evaluating the level of power that the Spiritualists' world could produce against the Eye of the World that was parasitic spore.
It was just an extremely weak world, not to mention that the world's origin was damaged, and it was far from producing the terrifying power that the Parasitic Spore World bestowed on the Pine of Solitude.
"Aiyo, what is this!?"
Little Eight also noticed the power of the Spiritualists' world, and curiously observed the giant egg that was being held by the Root of Destruction clone of Grimm.
"Phew, I'm exhausted along the way. Hey, don't treat this clone like a sorcerer, I'm not a mechanical puppet, I want human rights! Since the task has been completed, then I don't have to worry about this anymore, you can handle it yourself. "
This doppelganger of the Root of Annihilation seemed to have some of the emotional characteristics of Grimm when he was young. He looked cold on the outside, but inside, he was a curious and funny young man.
With that said, the clone of the Source of Annihilation shook its head at Little Eight and winked at her. After a flash, its body collapsed and turned into a magic power that returned to Grimm's body.
A few strands of the Origin of Darkness quickly wrapped around the deformed Eye of the World, forming a black sphere.
"Quack!?"
Little Eight was stunned by the highly anthropomorphic state of the Root of Annihilation. She stammered, "Damn, Young Master, there seems to be something wrong with the clone just now. Did you buff him?"
Grimm did not pay attention to Little Eight, nor did he have the time to explain to the many Stigmata Sorcerers gathered in front of the World Aperture. He was about to soar into the sky and try to defeat the Spiritualist World's Law of Repulsion when he heard a long, gloomy and evil laughter.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie …"
It was the Boiling Panic Stigmata Sorcerer!
The violent thunderclouds gathered the Principal Will of the Spiritualist World's Law of Repulsion, forming a huge vortex in the sky. It was gathering a terrible force that could destroy heaven and earth. One after another, millions of pale skull phantoms rose into the sky like a hurricane, pouring into the center of the high-altitude Law of Repulsion vortex, directly hitting the destructive repulsion energy that was still brewing.
Even in this state, Grimm had absolute confidence to defeat the destructive repulsion energy of the Spiritualist World that was gathering, not to mention the Boiling Panic Stigmata Sorcerer.
"Tower of Annihilation, leave this to me. Now you better explain to me why you don't listen to the summons and come back immediately. If you can't give a satisfactory answer, hmph!"
Obviously, Grimm previously wanted to try to light the second Space-Time Altar in Kano Bangkok and refused Little Eight's summons to return. This led to the original plan of letting the Steel Body take the initiative to invade the Parasitic Spore World. It had to be changed to Ivory Fort Stigmata Sorcerer, which ended in failure and the loss of nearly ten million slave monsters.
For the many Stigmata Sorcerers gathered now, the kilowatt slave monster army was probably just a number, but for wealth conversion, it was about equivalent to hundreds of years of the Howling Cockroach World's output!
Grimm's cultivation of the Howling Cockroach slave legion did not rely solely on the Howling Cockroach World, but after purchasing a large number of resources from other worlds, he carried out large-scale cultivation of the Howling Cockroach World.
Turning his head, looking at the many Stigmata Sorcerers, Ivory Fort Stigmata Sorcerers who were not lightly injured. After listening to Little Eight, Grimm understood the situation in a very short time and nodded apologetically to Ivory Fort Stigmata Sorcerer.
Just as he was about to say something, he immediately stopped talking, quickly took out the Book of Truth, and opened it.
"Lafite Time Self-Seal, activate."
With a face of reluctance to part with the familiar breath in the shadow of the huge Pool of Darkness under his feet, Grimm closed the Book of Truth with a bang, and the dense colorful runes wandered on the surface of his body, forcibly supporting the internal weakness. After a while, Grimm leaned on the magic staff and exhaled lightly, as if recovering.
This time, it was only a short time to release the self-seal, and the loss to Grimm was not as serious as before.
Crack …
Secluded Spring stared at Grimm who had just released the self-seal and did not say anything. Only the sound of her clenched fists under the white bandage revealed the waves in her heart.
Nikola, the Dark Wing, glanced at her.
"He really is a monster. In this state, I'm afraid the outcome of the battle between the Ultra Magical Hand Hivernis and him is still unknown! And when the potential of the Ultra Magical Hand is exhausted after advancing to Level Five, we, the last batch of 'future ancient sorcerers' who rushed to advance before the civilization war, hehe … "
As he spoke, Nikola secretly glanced at the others and snorted coldly.
"It's not just you, those guys probably didn't expect that a Stigmata Sorcerer who has not yet officially registered already has this level of power. In this civilization war, he wants to overshadow all the Stigmata Sorcerers!"
At this moment, the other Level Five and Level Six Stigmata Sorcerers looked at Grimm with astonishment and expectation. However, the other Level Four Stigmata Sorcerers, including the seriously injured Ivory Fort Stigmata Sorcerer and the pilot's Giant Thunder Wolf, were all filled with strong uneasiness.
Whoosh …
Grimm waved his hand, and under a strong gravitational force, the gray deformed giant egg of the Eye of the World was sucked into his hand. He held it up and looked at the people present, and sneered under the Mask of Truth.
"Sorry, I refused to return because of this! With it, our Parasitic Spore Invasion will be successful with an absolute advantage. This is the Parasitic Spore Eye of the World! "
Even the panicked Stigmata Sorcerers who were destroying the Spiritualist World in the sky were shocked by such explosive news. The Eye of the World was stolen?
Unheard of!
Drip …
As Grimm dripped a drop of the Fountain of Life on the gray giant egg and placed it on the top of his third intact Space-Time Altar, the giant egg shook for a while, the gray shell began to melt, and the node stained with the aura of the Parasitic Spore World rippled.
"Hehe, now let's ignite the second Space-Time Altar!"
Grimm actually ignited the magic flame of the second Space-Time Altar outside the Parasitic Spore World.
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