Sanazar had been defeated!
Countless Magi who witnessed this scene could not help but let out a long and profound sigh.
It was not that Sanazar was not strong enough, but … her enemy was stronger than her!
She had the body of a bloodline Magus and the terrifying attack power of an Elemental Magus. Anyone who met her would have a headache.
Grimm had already retracted his body of flames and returned to his human form. He looked around at the horrifying scene that resembled an abyss of purgatory, and finally walked towards the charred body lying in the middle of the lava field.
Sanazar had also retracted her Venomous Wyrm form and returned to her human form.
Without the cover of the purple mist, her body was strangely thin and haggard, and the surface of her body was full of scorch marks from the raging flames. One could barely make out the beautiful outline of her face, but now all that was left were pockmarked scars and pustules filled with disgusting mucus.
Bloodline Magi were not real monsters after all. They might be able to use their bloodline to revert to its ancient form or purify it, allowing them to be as powerful as powerful monsters for a short period of time. However, once the power of their bloodline was exhausted, they would return to their original form, revealing their weak and pitiful side.
Even with Sanazar's great strength as a Venomous Wyrm, it took her three days and three nights to exhaust all of her bloodline power. This was a testament to her talent as a bloodline Magus.
If she had not fought so fiercely and left the battlefield in time to give herself time to recover her bloodline power, she might have had a chance of winning. At least, if Grimm wanted to win, he would have had to pay a higher price!
However, Sanazar's tyrannical and impulsive personality had harmed her, and she had paid a heavy price for it.
Sanazar struggled to prop himself up from the ground. The charred surface of his body trembled slightly, and countless ashes fell off in a rustling manner, revealing the red and white flesh underneath that was still steaming hot.
"Good … very good …" Sanazar's face revealed a terrifying smile that was uglier than a ghost's. Ignoring the injuries on his body, he angrily said, "I didn't think that there would be a time when I would make an error of judgment. I was actually … actually defeated by a guy I looked down upon! Alright, this belongs to you now … "
After struggling to finish his sentence, a strange black crystal flew out of the charred corpse and floated in front of Grimm, rotating slowly.
As soon as Grimm took out the other black crystal, the two crystals fused together in a strange manner. Then, a dense, transparent ripple appeared.
Without a sound, Grimm disappeared along with the strange crystal that he had fused with.
After Grimm teleported away, a strange figure in a black robe appeared at the side of the field. He slowly walked to the side of Sanazar, who was on the verge of death. He bent down to check her injuries, sighed softly, picked her up, turned around, and disappeared.
The destination of the Teleportation Crystal was obviously Kothrin Castle.
When Grim stepped out of the teleportation circle with a murderous aura, the person waiting for him was naturally the 'familiar' wizard, Lauren. Before they could speak, the teleportation formation behind Grimm trembled slightly, and a black-robed Magus walked out with Sanazar in his arms.
At this point, Sanazar had already fainted, so they could avoid the awkwardness of meeting each other again.
Seeing the latter, Lauren, who was full of smiles, quickly bowed. "Greetings, Elder Nicholas!"
The black-robed Magus ignored Lauren. Under the shadow of the hood, his eyes emitted a dazzling light as he stared coldly at Grimm. "Good … Very good … This is the toy you left behind. Take it back!"
The black-robed Magus Nicholas casually threw a palm-sized metal doll. There were strange red lines all over it. Holding it in his hand, Grimm was shocked to find that it was the elemental magic equipment he had left behind in the Blue Sea Plane.
However, the elemental magic equipment that was originally a few meters tall and weighed tens of tons had now become a miniature metal toy. This huge change was hard for him to accept.
As for the strange red lines on the outside of the model, it was obviously a special sealing spell. Without studying it carefully, Grimm did not dare to break it.
After tossing the Magic Equipment to Grimm, the black-robed Elder Nicholas carried Sanazar and left on his own.
After the figure of the other party had completely disappeared, Grimm turned his gaze to Magus Lauren.
Seeing Grimm's puzzled gaze, Lauren explained with a bitter smile, "Back then, when Elder Salubo was still in the association, he had helped Elder Nicholas quite a bit. At that time, Elder Nicholas was still a rank 1 Magus! "
Grimm nodded in understanding.
The association had existed for tens of thousands of years, and the relationships within it were complicated. It was not something an outsider like him could understand in such a short time. Therefore, after putting away the elemental magic equipment, Grimm exchanged a few words with Lauren and left apologetically.
Lauren sent him all the way to the entrance of the residence on the upper floor of the castle. Before they parted, he sighed meaningfully, "I originally thought that you had a chance of winning, but I never thought that you would win by such a large margin. Cough, in the future, I might even have to trouble you to take care of me … Oh right, now that you have 12 days of rest, make good use of it! "
After saying this, Lauren turned around and left, full of emotions.
Grimm closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. He no longer bothered about whether there was any deeper meaning in Lauren's words, and turned around to enter the residence.
Just as he stepped into the residence, he bumped into a few beautiful faces that were flushed red.
"Congratulations, congratulations …"
"Mentor, you really are the best …"
"Congratulations, Lord Patriarch …"
The first to greet him were naturally Mary, Winley and Emelia. Behind them, there were seven or eight unfamiliar Magi of both genders standing with smiles on their faces. They had naturally chosen to rely on the Crimson Family and other small Magi organisations during this period of time.
Although the association had set the Crimson Family's sphere of influence in the Elobis region, with their powerful family strength and huge influence, the Crimson Family had quite a bit of influence in the surrounding regions.
The ones who had helped the Crimson Family expand their influence were these small and medium-sized Magi families or organisations.
They did not have the ability or strength to speak in their own regions, so they could only rely on the Crimson Family and borrow their strength to carry out their will. Any Magus family or organisation that wanted to start a war with them or fight for resources had to consider the intentions of the Crimson Family behind them.
Once they provoked the Crimson Family's interference, even those mid-sized organisations with rank 3 Magi would not be able to bear the consequences. They could easily lose their territory and resources at the slightest provocation.
It had to be said that these families had been able to rely on Grimm before he had participated in the battle of the strong. They were crazy and ferocious enough to stake everything on a single throw. Once they made the wrong bet, it was not something that could be made up for with just a few resources. It was very likely that they would end up like the Crimson Family, being uprooted from the central continent and chased out of the scattered towers.
Hence, when they saw Grimm's' spectacular 'performance in the first battle, the leaders of the families and organisations all relaxed a little. Their faces naturally overflowed with smiles that came from the bottom of their hearts.
If … If Grimm really won the battle of the strong and became a rank 4 Magus, then the Magi organisations in front of them would obtain a hundred times the value of their previous bet. More importantly, the Magi organisations they represented would also be able to rise by one or two ranks in their respective regions, becoming the core forces that had the right to speak.
This was what they valued the most!
Grimm first greeted the three ladies, then nodded to the representatives of the organisations that had been waiting here for a long time. After chatting for a while, the sorcerers took the opportunity to leave.
After going through such a cruel battle, Grimm urgently needed to recover and heal. Hence, after the outsiders left, Grimm calmly laid down on a stone bed and watched the battle of another group of Magi on the screen. The three ladies surrounded him, helping him take off his outer robe and carefully treating the countless terrifying injuries on his body.
Although Grimm had won the battle against Sanazar easily, he had also suffered a huge blow.
The continuous three days of crazy battles had left many hidden injuries in his body. He did not have the time or opportunity to deal with them, but now was the time to remove them one by one. Otherwise, the accumulation of hidden injuries would sooner or later break through the limits of Grimm's body, and he would face the danger of his body collapsing.
Now that he had the help of the three ladies, he naturally did not have to worry about these small matters anymore. He could focus all his attention on analyzing and summarising the battle of the other side.
On a vast grassland that stretched as far as the eye could see, the battle between Broken Face Jia Luo and Psychic Dante was still in full swing.
The Psychic Wizard Dante had three powerful wizard weapons. One of them was the Wraith Wand, which could be said to have played an important role in successfully summoning all kinds of powerful spirits from another world.
Generally speaking, although the spirits he summoned were not very powerful, they all had terrifying abilities that ordinary people could not imagine. If ordinary Magi were not careful, they would be possessed or their minds controlled. When that happened, Dante could decide whether they would live or die.
However, Dante's opponent, Broken Face Jia Luo, also seemed to have the body of an undead, so he was basically immune to charm and mind witchcraft. Therefore, the terrifying spirits that were filled with extreme resentment towards the living could only attack him with terrifying screams that could tear through the clouds or Soul Touch that could ignore defenses.
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