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Chapter 1077

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Time flew.

In the blink of an eye, Grimm had been in Exodar's camp for three months.

On this day, when he was sitting in front of the wooden table in his residence, using the bright light to carefully examine a piece of strange iron and stone that was sparkling with specks of magic power, he was startled by a message from an external witchcraft spell.

It was from Martin.

Grimm connected to Martin's message while continuing to scan the Meteoric Iron he had just collected from the camp.

Meteoric Iron could be found in most planes, and could be considered a common resource for Magi. However, the piece Grimm had collected was obviously different. It seemed to have been soaked in the Mana Tide for too long and had undergone some unpredictable changes. Even the data from the A.I. Chip was abnormally chaotic.

"Grim, are you busy over there? If not, can you help me with a small matter? "

"How?"

"A junior from my tribe found a batch of Ysera's Seeds outside, but was stopped by a group of galactic wanderers while collecting them. They just sent me a distress signal, but my Purple Gold Potion has to be refined for the second time in an hour, so … "

"So you want me to bring them back?"

"Yes. Don't worry, I won't let you go for nothing. I'll give you thirty percent of the Ysera Seeds. "

"What about those galactic wanderers?"

"If it's not too much trouble, just kill them all. That way, I won't have to worry about them every day!"

Grimm licked his lips.

The Seed of Ysera was one of the main ingredients to create the Whispering Contract Potion. The latter could give a Magus the ability to cast spells silently. This was why it could be used in many situations.

In the Sorcerer World, a Seed of Isala could easily be sold for three to four thousand magical crystals, which was considered quite valuable. A successful Whispering Contract Potion could be sold for twenty to thirty thousand Magic Crystals.

Even Grimm could not help but be tempted when he heard this.

"Alright, I don't have anything urgent to do, so I'll make a trip for you! Send me the location … "

A moment later, a ball of flames exploded, and Grimm disappeared from where he stood.

Flames flickered in the sky outside the Wizard's Pagoda. Grimm materialized his body and charged toward a certain part of the camp after determining the direction.

There was a Teleportation Formation that led to the edge of the continent, which would save Grimm a lot of time.

Between the towering towers, there were small markets and settlements surrounded by huge tents of different colors. The creatures that came in and out were all of different shapes and races.

When Grimm flew across the sky in the form of a huge fireball, many otherworld creatures looked up and pointed at him curiously, discussing something.

The so-called Esorda Camp was actually made up of thousands of markets, residential areas, and Wizard Pagodas of various sizes. The one Grim was going to was established by the Tarot Forest Association, so the ratio of Magi here was much higher than other markets.

Grimm landed near the entrance of the bazaar and quickly transformed back into his human form. He then walked into the bazaar.

As it was an open market, there were not many people coming and going, but there were still quite a few.

Among them, there were Elemental Sorcerers wearing robes and holding staffs. There were also Physique Refinery Sorcerers with large swords on their backs and enchanted armor. Of course, there were also Bloodline Sorcerers with all kinds of special characteristics. Among them, there were also some strange creatures from other worlds.

It was obvious that they had a harmonious relationship, as if they had already formed small combat teams of different races and occupations.

Most of them were at level 3, with only a few at level 2. Even if there were a few level 2 ones, they were all abnormally powerful and had powerful talents.

After staying here for three months, he had seen and heard all kinds of novel things. There were simply too many.

Grimm was already used to such scenes and did not mind them at all.

Grimm's arrival had obviously shocked this group of 'little fellows'. They all made way for Grimm in the middle of the road and saluted him with their hands on their chests.

Grimm passed through them and nodded at a few level 3 Wizards he was' familiar with '. He then went straight to a large tent made of cowhide.

A burly man with a large axe on his back was guarding the tent. He quickly came up to Grimm when he saw him.

"Lord Grimm, where are you going?"

"Exit 5 … Put the fee on Lord Martin's tab!"

"Alright, I'll connect you now …"

A moment later, a white light flashed, and Grimm arrived at the edge of the floating boulder from the center of the continent at his fastest speed.

Exit 5 was located in a messy area of meteorites.

The boulder where the Teleportation Spell Formation was located was the size of a football field. Black rocks of various sizes floated around it.

An elderly level 4 Wizard was guarding the Teleportation Spell Formation. He had set up a small square table, holding an ancient scroll in one hand and a cup of tea in the other. He was quietly reading in a leisurely manner.

Hearing the commotion in the Teleportation Spell Formation, he turned around and saw Grimm and the symbol of the Wizard's Pagoda on his chest. He did not say anything else and continued to read the book.

Behind him stood a ten-metre-tall metal puppet. The beehive-like compound eyes on its head emitted a dense red light that shone on Grimm's body. After verifying his identity, he let go of his guard and retreated to the wall behind him.

It was obvious that this was a level 4 Puppet Master from the Silver Alliance.

Grimm did not have the time to chat with this fellow of the same rank. He stepped out of the Teleportation Spell Formation and disappeared in a ball of flames after taking two steps.

At the same time, in the darkness at the end of the horizon, a boulder the size of a millstone floated in the air, and Grimm's body appeared.

With a flick of his fingers, another ball of flames rose, and Grimm leaped out once more …

With the swift and nimble [Flame Leap], Grimm dashed forward at an unimaginable speed.

After Grimm left the Fifth Teleportation Spell Formation, the level 4 Puppet Master could not help but raise his head and look at Grimm, who was quickly disappearing into the darkness. He could not help but mutter, "That guy must be the new Grimm from the Scattered Forest of Towers, right? It hasn't even been ten years since he advanced, and he already dares to wander outside. Hehe, he's got some guts! "

Grimm, who was completely unaware of what was happening behind him, continued to jump around in the dark, distorted space.

After leaving Exodar's camp, he lost the protection of the large protective barrier.

There was obviously no natural light source in the outside world.

The vast and boundless world was filled with undulating Mana Tides, as well as endless darkness and profoundness.

Only when the Mana Tides washed over the boulders and created dazzling sparks could they temporarily illuminate a certain area. Here, a simple method of seeing with the naked eye was useless. If one wanted to know what was in the endless darkness, they could only rely on their powerful spiritual senses.

However, the Mana Tides here rose and fell, trembling endlessly. Many times, it would distort and dissolve the spiritual force tendrils that extended outwards. Thus, the mental strength that could control the changes of everything within thousands of meters in the plane could only extend to a few hundred meters in this place.

The most terrifying thing about being in the void was not encountering powerful astral creatures, but losing one's sense of direction and not being able to find a way back to the camp.

Grimm flew quickly in the empty void.

The Mana Tides that were everywhere wrapped around him and brushed against his body, dealing damage that was no less than 210 degrees at every moment.

In Grimm's black eyes, the A.I. Chip's prompts continuously refreshed.

[Host body has been invaded by void energy. 17% of the energy has been converted into magic energy, 41% has been isolated, 36% has been resisted, and 7% has caused slight damage to the body … Body is recovering …]

Grimm was not an astral beast, after all.

Though he had fused with the astral beast bloodline and gained the ability to absorb the berserk energy from the void, this process was accompanied by slight damage to his body. However, Grimm's vitality was now at 33 points, and he only needed a bit of magic energy to recover from the small amount of damage he received. Hence, it was not enough to cause visible damage to him.

Of course, if Grimm did not have the Chaotic Physique and could not absorb the berserk energy from the void, he would have exhausted his strength sooner or later in such a vile environment. Now that he had the astral beast bloodline, he could absorb the berserk energy to replenish his magic energy.

That way, Grimm would have the ability to survive in the sea of stars!

As long as he did not barge into areas ravaged by the Mana Tides or engage in continuous high-intensity battles, Grimm would be able to last longer than other Magi even without any replenishment in the sea of stars.

The boundless darkness extended in front of him as Grimm leapt from boulder to boulder, getting further and further away from the central continent.

After travelling in the darkness for three hours and traversing thousands of kilometres, Grimm finally approached the area where the incident had taken place.

This was a lone boulder floating in the pitch-black sky. The closest boulder floating in the surroundings was several hundred kilometers away, so its existence seemed abnormally strange and abrupt.

At this moment, two groups of powerhouses from different factions were fighting valiantly on the surface of the boulder. From afar, the dazzling radiance of spells seemed to illuminate half the horizon.

When Grimm appeared on top of the boulder with a loud bang, both sides stopped fighting and raised their heads to look at him.

"It's a Magus! It's a human rank 4 Magus! Retreat!" One side cried out in fear.

"It's one of our own … Quick, everyone, put in more effort to keep them occupied …" The other side also shouted excitedly after cheering in surprise.

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