Elements weren't scary, but Laws were!
High-grade creatures had powerful elemental resistance, allowing them to reach the Elementary Elemental Immunity stage. The flames, frost, and gales of the mundane world could no longer shake their bodies. At most, they could only cause some trouble for them.
The only thing they were afraid of were Laws and Laws, which were applied to the source of power.
These were things they could never avoid, let alone be immune to!
Hence, when two Grade 4 powerhouses decided to fight, the first thing they clashed with was the Laws they controlled.
Fire and Psionic Energy!
Both were equally powerful, and they were both part of the multiverse's massive power system. Hence, when they clashed, it was a competition of both sides' comprehension and control of the Laws, as well as their ability to manipulate the Laws.
And in this aspect, Grimm had an overwhelming advantage!
The Psionic Energy Toras possessed was undoubtedly an abnormally powerful energy. Moreover, it was extremely mysterious, and almost no one in the outside world could comprehend or control it. Hence, in terms of offensive power, Toras was clearly stronger than Grimm.
However, in a competition of strength, apart from the competition of strength itself, the support of strength was also a huge factor.
The high-grade equipment Toras wore might not be bad, but compared to Grimm, who had two Divine Weapons, it was still inferior. Grimm had two Divine Weapons, the Divine Fire Orb for offense, and the Book of Darkness for defense. The help they provided him in a battle of Laws was incomparable to ordinary equipment.
Thus, as soon as the two's power of laws collided, Astral Spirit Turas' expression changed, and an ominous feeling rose in his heart.
Psionic Energy!
It was actually the berserk power of fire that held the absolute advantage, forcefully crushing the series of Psionic Energy runes Toras shot out, and directly using the Law of Fire on his cloud-like body.
The Psionic Energy shield shattered, and the Psionic Energy runes dissipated. The dark and gloomy cloud-like body was ignited by the Law of Fire, instantly burning up. Not only was the psionic energy that Torras had been able to freely control unable to protect the core of his consciousness, it was also forcefully converted into fuel by the Law of Fire that was surging in, igniting the flames and making it impossible to extinguish them easily.
On the other hand, most of Torras' counterattacks were destroyed by the Law Flames, and the remaining damage was absorbed by the Vulcan Bead. Very little damage could penetrate Grimm's defenses.
The strange psionic runes entered Grimm's body and forcefully converted part of the fire energy into terrifying chaotic energy. However, Grimm had the Star Beast Bloodline, and his constitution could naturally absorb this chaotic energy.
Therefore, the damage caused by the Star Spirit's counterattack was not even comparable to the self-healing power of his strong physique. As soon as the wounds appeared, they healed in the blink of an eye and did not affect Grimm's combat strength in the slightest.
One plus and one minus, one strong and one weak. Both sides used their strongest attacks at the same time, but the amount of damage they caused was worlds apart, and could not be mentioned in the same breath.
Amidst the trembling ice crystal mist, the two strange figures fought further and further away, gradually extending the battlefield to the edge of the Goddess of Ice. Even though they could no longer be seen, the intense trembling of the mist and the earth-shattering rumbles made it easy to imagine the intensity and ferocity of their battle.
Congnus, who remained in the center of the battlefield, did not dare to be careless.
He could tell that Torras was not a match for the Fire Man Grimm. That was why he had to finish off the heavily injured old dragon before the Fire Man returned.
To him, this was obviously a huge challenge!
After all, the old dragon's basic strength was there for all to see, and no one could easily take advantage of it.
Time was life!
For the sake of the Ancient Winter Chest, Congnus was putting his life on the line.
Following a series of dark and gloomy magical incantations, the Necromancy Domain slowly opened up again, and a new elite army of undead swarmed out from within. Without any regard for their lives, they charged towards the Frozen Bone Dragon, Nax, who was crawling on the high platform.
An even fiercer and crueler battle was about to begin …
… …
Outside the towering Goddess of Ice, a few members of the party met up again.
They each occupied a spot far away from one another, their eyes fixed on the rolling ice crystal mist. Their eyes flickered, and no one could tell what they were thinking.
The strange Astral seemed to have lost interest in everything in the hall. Clusters of stars lit up inside its cloud-like body as it stared coldly at Grimm, who had a relaxed look on his face.
"Fire Man, that's a grade 5 dual-attribute divine weapon. Aren't you interested in it at all?" asked the Sand King, who was the first to be banished.
His insect body was already in tatters, and cracks and blue frost marks could be seen all over his insect armor. Even so, he was still in a good state of mind, and at least 60% of his strength remained.
"So what if it's a grade 5 divine weapon? If it's not compatible with your element, you'll end up just like that old dragon and be transformed into something neither human nor ghost. I quite like my human body, and I don't want to become a monster that has no sense of touch or taste! "Grimm said calmly, completely ignoring the Celestial's angry stare.
"Of course you don't care. You already have two grade 5 divine weapons, and they're compatible with your innate ability. Hmph, if you're so good, why don't you use those two divine weapons? Let's fight again! "The Celestial Toras was still indignant.
After the battle just now, he had a thorough understanding of this strange Fire Man's trump card.
The Sand King and the Lamia's jaws dropped when they heard the Celestial's revelation. They stared at the young Magus with shock.
They had long heard that the Sorcerers World was a rather powerful civilization, but they still did not expect the people who came from there to be so abnormal. Compared to the old dragon in the Goddess of Ice, this Magus before them was probably the 'tycoon' that should be defeated the most!
The Lamia, who was the weakest among them, could not help but show a hint of worry on her pretty face. Her broken snake tail was also wriggling slightly as she quietly distanced herself from the Magus.
Even the Sand King began to roll his complex green compound eyes, silently sizing up Grimm, who did not look particularly outstanding.
As the top creatures of the other planes, they could judge whether a target was strong or not by whether it had a strong enough body or soul. They did not care too much about weapons, equipment, or magical items.
After all, most of their worlds or planes did not have a powerful and complete power system like the Sorcerers World.
They had either gone through thousands of bloody battles to stand out from millions of ordinary beings and evolve to their current state. Or they lived in a deformed but rich plane, possessing a strange talent in a certain aspect, but remaining primitive and inferior in other aspects of social life.
In fact, most planes were like this!
The reason why peak civilizations were strong was not because they were born that way, but because they were nurtured and developed.
Many Sorcerers of the Sorcerers World ventured out of their planes to explore the endless sea of stars, searching for rare treasures, conquering many planes, and capturing the essence of each plane to gather in the Sorcerers World.
It was their selfish actions, akin to ants moving house, that unexpectedly formed the consciousness of the Sorcerers World's plane. The influx of resources and knowledge from the outside world allowed the Sorcerers World's plane's consciousness to continuously grow, which in turn fed back onto the plane's power system.
In the chiliocosm of the Vast Thousand Planes, there were very few peak civilizations like the Sorcerers World that had a healthy and complete Sorcerer cultivation system, complete alchemy techniques, and huge reserves of resources.
Grade 4 powerhouses like the Sand King and the Lamia who came from different planes might already be peak existences in their own planes. However, in the Sorcerers World, they were only at the level of a Grade 4 elite Sorcerer.
Even among the elite Sorcerers, the Sand King and the Lamia were not the cream of the crop. They could only be said to be unique!
Hence, facing this powerful Fire Sorcerer from the Sorcerers World, the Sand King and the Lamia could not help but cower. They were no longer as wild and arrogant as when they first met.
As for the Astral Spirit Toras, although he was confident that he was not weaker than Grimm, he was extremely wary of the two origin divine weapons in Grimm's hands. To be honest, he had suffered a great loss at Grimm's hands because of a moment of carelessness.
Hearing Toras's angry words, Grimm almost laughed out loud. He could not help but say leisurely, "In the Sorcerers World, equipment is also a part of a powerhouse's strength. In fact, it's even classified as a very important part.
"We human Sorcerers do not have the innately strong bodies of magical beasts, nor do we have the innate abilities unique to your race. Without equipment, how are we going to fight you? Don't tell me you're going to ask that old dragon to chop off its claws, legs, wings, and scales before fighting you? "
The Astral Spirit Toras fell silent.
They were all top-notch powerhouses in their own dimensions. Suddenly stepping out of their dimensions and seeing how powerful the powerhouses of other races were, they naturally lost their balance and confidence and became a little hysterical.
After a while, the Astral Spirit Toras finally asked the question he wanted to know the answer to the most, "I've already given you a lot of promises. Why aren't you helping me, but that Lich?"
"Because it has influence, and you're alone!" Grimm smiled faintly, "Putting aside the slight difference in personal strength, I'll definitely gain more from helping it in the future than helping you …"
The Astral Spirit Toras fell silent once more!
The Sand King, who had been paying attention to the battle in the distance, suddenly exclaimed, "It seems like the victor has been decided …"
Everyone present raised their heads and began to look into the depths of the mist.
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