One side was made up of human Wizards, while the other side was made up of Astral Wanderers.
They were more than three meters tall, with humanoid bodies and indigo-colored skin. Their bodies were covered in strange runes that were difficult to understand, and there were strange blades of light extending from their arms.
These strange blades of light could be used for both offense and defense.
When attacking, they were extremely sharp. Ordinary magic shields could not even withstand a few slashes from these dazzling blades of light. Only high-grade defensive spells could last longer. When defending, these blades of light could quickly turn into light shields, covering most of their bodies.
When the Wizards' spells hit the light shields, most of them were reflected, while the rest were scattered. There were only a few attacks that could truly threaten the Astral Wanderers.
Moreover, there were 11 Astral Wanderers, and half of them were Grade-2 and Grade-3. On the other hand, there were only five Wizards, two Grade-3, and three Grade-2. They did not have the advantage in terms of numbers and strength.
Fortunately, the Wizard team had a reasonable combination of Professions, and their spells were very targeted.
In particular, the Grade-3 Plant-Type Wizard summoned a large number of magic vines in one go, using the floating boulders as a foundation to form a small defensive line. Only then were they able to resist the attacks of a large number of Galactic Wanderers.
Although the overall strength of the Astral Wanderers was above that of the Wizard team, once they entered too deep, they would be entangled by the strange magic vines rooted in the boulders, and a few Wizards would focus fire on them. Even the few Grade-3 Galactic Wanderers would not be able to escape unscathed.
That was why they were fighting with their hands and feet tied, giving the Wizard team a chance to wait for Grim's reinforcements to arrive.
After all, this was the territory of the human Wizards. If the Astral Wanderers had killed these Wizards and escaped, it would have been difficult for the human Wizards to find them in the vast Astral Sea.
But with Grimm's arrival, the tide of the battle turned in an instant.
In the middle of the Wizard team, a man in a gray robe with a golden wooden bow on his back was overjoyed when he saw this. He shouted, "Everyone, keep them here!"
After saying this, he put away his defensive magic wand, grabbed his wooden bow, and shot a few arrows at the Astral Wanderers who were trying to escape.
Speaking of which, it was strange. The wooden bow in his hand and the wooden arrows that he shot out looked ordinary, without any decorative patterns, but they were all accurate. Even if the wooden arrow was blocked by the light shield, it would still pass through and strike the body of the opponent.
All the Astral Wanderers who were hit by the arrow, regardless of whether they were Level-2 or Level-3, would fall into a trance for one to three seconds, losing the best opportunity to escape.
As for the other sorcerers, they also changed their sorcery tools and began to use large-scale confinement sorcery to try to kill more enemies.
Grimm stood in the void, his gaze quickly sweeping across these Magi. He clicked his tongue in praise of their toughness as he condensed a dazzling fireball and madly shot it at the astral plane's vagrants who were fleeing in panic.
Don't look at how these astral wanderers were able to advance and retreat in front of the Sorcerer squad. Their attacks and defenses were strong. However, in front of Grimm, who had grasped four types of Fire Laws, he was as fragile as a paper doll.
Grimm's fireballs didn't look strange on the outside, but when they hit their bodies, they were unprecedentedly terrifying. Even if they were Level-3 opponents, a single fireball could quickly change its form and turn them into a towering torch.
It was as if … as if the energy in the opponent's body had been ignited by Grimm, causing them to be burnt to a crisp.
A blue ape-like Level-2 Denizen of the Stars had his lower body entangled by a cluster of terrifying vines. Just as he was trying his best to slash at the vines with the light blade in his hand, a large fireball flew across the sky and hit his body, quickly igniting his entire body.
The man only managed to scream twice before he was incinerated into ashes by the exploding flames. His body and soul were destroyed.
Seeing his clansmen being killed one by one by the Level-4 Sorcerer, a Level-3 Denizen of the Stars roared and stepped into the void. With a shield in his left hand and a blade in his right, he broke through a few bursting fireballs and pounced towards Grimm.
Grimm did not move, his right hand continuing to draw out flame runes, condensing them into violent fireballs that shot towards the escaping Denizen of the Stars. His black pupils silently stared at the Level-3 Denizen of the Stars hiding behind the transparent light shield.
The fireballs that were destroyed by the Level-3 Denizen of the Stars had just dissipated, but before they could merge into the void, they were once again condensed by a strange force, enveloping the Denizen of the Stars.
The Level-3 Denizen of the Stars was stunned, and he frantically tried to dodge, but he could not shake off the dark red aura surrounding him. When the fire elemental energy condensed to a certain threshold, with a muffled poof, the Level-3 Denizen of the Stars was ignited.
Logically speaking, with the magic resistance of the Astral Wanderers, they should be able to pass through even a normal Mana Tide without suffering any damage. However, in this strange flame that was ignited by the explosion, it was burned to the point that it was scorched on the outside and burned on the inside. It was a tragic sight.
It was as if the moment the flame ignited, the magic resistance that he was so proud of suddenly disappeared, and his soft skin that was as tough as shark skin could no longer provide any protection.
The Level-3 Denizen of the Stars had a long lifespan. Even though the magical energy inside and outside of his body was ignited by the Law Flame, he still struggled to raise his light blade and pounced towards Grimm.
Grimm's black eyes flashed.
His right hand finally stopped the Berserk Fireballs, and he clenched his fist towards the Level-3 Denizen.
As the Berserk Fire elemental energy condensed, a huge flaming hand appeared out of thin air, grabbing the Level-3 Denizen and shrinking it. The bones in the Level-3 Denizen's body crackled, and after holding on for five seconds, he could no longer withstand the burning of the Law Flame. He opened his mouth and spat out a terrifying stream of flames that was a few meters long, and his entire body began to shrivel up.
After a while, the battlefield finally calmed down.
Only three of the eleven Astral Wanderers had escaped, and the rest were either captured or turned into ashes, and were left behind forever.
The grey-robed man with the wooden bow hurriedly flew over and bowed to Grimm.
"You must be Lord Grimm! I've received Lord Martin's message, and thank you for your timely assistance. "
The other four Magi flew over after cleaning up the battlefield. There was one woman and three men, and they all looked at Grimm with envy, bowing and greeting him.
"Have you gotten what you want? If you've gotten it, I'll bring you back … "Grimm asked indifferently.
"I'm afraid we'll have to wait a little longer …" The grey-robed man laughed awkwardly, "After we found the Seeds of Issara, we were surrounded by the Astral Wanderers while we were collecting them. We haven't finished collecting them yet."
"Then hurry up and do it, I'll protect you for a while …"
"Yes!"
With the support of a Tier 4 Sorcerer, the Sorcerer Squad was able to go all out and do what they wanted.
The plant-type Magus flew back to the floating boulder, and entered a dark hole to collect the Seeds of Issara that had somehow ended up here. The rest of the Magi stood guard at the side, and some flew around to collect the corpses of the Astral Wanderers, and began to skin them.
Grimm watched for a while, and could not help but be curious. He brought over a relatively intact corpse of a Denizen of the Stars, and used the A.I. Chip to scan it closely.
It had to be said that while these Astral Wanderers looked like humans, their body structure and organs were completely different from humans. They did not have breathing or excretory organs, and their strange 'stomachs' seemed to be able to digest anything.
From animals and plants to sand and stones, they could even grind up the hard metal ores and absorb the nutrients within, before regurgitating the residues.
Their bones were not as dense and tough as those in other planes. Instead, they were like a beehive, filled with tiny air bubbles and cavities. Every tiny air bubble and cavities was a small magic storage organ, able to store and release violent magic energy.
And near their wrists, there was a strange parasitic organ that could convert the magic in their body into a strange light element. As for the form of the light element, it was shaped by the spiritual force of the Denizens of the Stars.
After a deep scan by the A.I. Chip, these astral wanderers no longer had any secrets in front of Grimm. According to the A.I. Chip's estimations, the most valuable parts of the astral wanderers were the parasitic organs on their wrists and their skin.
After the parasitic organs were removed, they could bring them back for research. Who knows, they might be able to understand the principles behind the production of the light element. Their skin was quite resistant to magic, and it would be valuable to modify it into anti-magic armour.
Anti-magic armour was not of much use to Grimm, but the parasitic organs piqued his interest. He casually chopped off the arm of one of the Denizens of the Stars and kept it in a magic storage box, before tossing the rest of the body back to the Magi.
It was a three-hour flight from Esorda's camp, and it was still considered the core of the eye of the storm. It was tens of thousands of miles away from the outer storm zone.
Logically speaking, this small group of Magi should have gone to the edge of the storm zone to obtain some good stuff.
However, with their strength, they would not be able to protect themselves if anything happened to them if they got too close to the storm zone. Hence, they could only scavenge at the edge of the camp in hopes of finding some strange items that had accidentally entered the core zone.
Of course, a common resource like the Issara Seed couldn't make them rich, but if they were lucky enough to find Star Sand, Star Cores, Origin Substances, or Void Stones, they would be able to make a fortune. It would be enough for these rank 2 and 3 Magi to leisurely return to the Magus World and enjoy a comfortable life for one to two hundred years.
This was much easier and faster than being a Magus guarding a plane and carrying out family missions!
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