"But we're still friends, aren't we?"
Grim said in a sincere tone.
"Friends …" Congenus was speechless.
Anyone who dared to be friends with a demigod lich was definitely not in their right mind. After all, liches were terrifying and merciless. Everyone in the multiverse knew how terrifying they were.
That was why Congenus felt extremely uncomfortable with Grimm's friendliness.
"You've seen my current situation. I've already taken half a step forward. Even though I haven't been completely rejected by the magus world, I don't have much time left in the plane. " Grimm smiled as he explained, "Once I leave the Magus World and head to the outer regions, I'll be all alone once more. I'm afraid I'll need your help with many things, my 'friend'!"
While Grimm didn't say it outright, it was obvious how much he valued Congenus.
Congenus was already a demigod lich. With the Winter Casket, he would have no problem becoming a grand lich. Although Grimm had left half a step earlier than him, in terms of individual combat ability, Grimm was not much inferior to him.
That was why he had to plan ahead and get on good terms with the lich that was destined to rise. That way, Grimm wouldn't be in the dark when he came to the Outlands. He wouldn't be without a 'partner' to help him.
Strength, influence, connections, resources … Those were all essential factors for a great magus to grow. Not a single one could be left out!
Congenus's doubts were immediately dispelled the moment he returned to the old path of balancing benefits. He even felt a sense of selfishness.
Grimm needed a strong ally as external aid, and Congenus needed the same. Once he reached the fifth step and became a divine great lich, he would have the right to raise his own banner in the Liches Union and recruit some unlucky liches to help him.
It should be known that in most spell casters' organizations, they had always discriminated against and rejected Liches who violated the cycle of life and broke the boundary between life and death. There were even many orthodox Spell Casters who loathed and hated liches. Once they were discovered, they would definitely get rid of them.
As a result, the low-ranked members of the Liches Union could only hide like rats in the sewers. They couldn't openly call themselves spellcasters, and it was difficult for them to obtain the necessary resources and knowledge.
Congenus, on the other hand, had made a name for himself. He only managed to get through that difficult period with his powerful foundation. However, even so, it was still difficult for it to find a suitable trading partner for many high-level knowledge and rare resources.
After all, the sinister image of liches was too deeply ingrained in people's hearts. Not many spellcaster organizations were willing to deal with them.
Conversely, if Congenus had a powerful legendary fire magus as a partner, he might be able to open a path to becoming a magus. That way, it would be much easier for him to obtain knowledge and resources.
With resources and strength, it would no longer be a dream to form a force of their own in the Lich Alliance.
As for the Necropolis of the God of Death … Hmph, it had helped the Great Lich Alliance rope in a future powerful Wizard. So what if they lost a little lich?
The moment he thought of that, his attitude changed drastically and he became much closer to Grim.
Congenus and Congenus were both loners in their own tribes and had few partners.
Now that they had a common goal, they instantly formed an alliance and became good partners with stable interests. Now that they had a common goal, they instantly formed an offensive and defensive alliance and became a 'good partner' with stable interests and demands.
Congenus made up his mind to set up a magic lab near the spatial fissure in the near future to study Grimm's progress.
He made up his mind to set up a laboratory near the spatial fissure in the near future so he could study Grimm's progress. In return, he would give Grimm the secrets of the Endless Void he had gathered so that he could familiarize himself with the outside world as soon as possible.
It was a fair deal for both sides to take what they needed.
After appeasing the demigod lich, Grimm scanned his surroundings.
These days, he had a strange feeling that he was being watched.
However, no matter how hard Grimm tried, he could not locate the mysterious guy who had been hiding in the dark and spying on him.
It wasn't the Oracle Tower's Scroll Scholars, because those guys had turned into giant eagles and clouds. Although they hid very well, they still couldn't escape Grimm's mental perception.
It couldn't be someone sent by the Magus Association either. Based on what Grimm knew, the association was in much more trouble than the central continent. The ones who came out of Blackink Valley were the lords of calamity that dominated the multiverse. They were stronger than the abyssal demons in every aspect.
If they were still in the mood to stir up trouble in the central continent, Grimm wouldn't mind taking a stroll in the east and seeing the sights of Blackink Valley.
While Grimm had never confirmed the existence of that mysterious figure, he could feel the plane's consciousness warning him of danger through the laws of the plane.
Having just repelled the abyssal invasion, he had a close relationship with the plane's consciousness. It was understandable that he would be treated this way. It was a pity that Grimm didn't know much about foresight and divination, so he couldn't get more detailed information from the plane's consciousness.
As for Alice, she had been invited to the Spirit Realm by Star Spirit Turas some time ago and had yet to return. Hence, Grimm could only observe silently and compare carefully, hoping to use the A.I. Chip's help to find the location of the watcher.
It was a pity that the other party seemed to be a powerhouse with special methods. No matter what he did, he could only guess the other party's existence, but he couldn't prove it.
This gave Grimm an ominous premonition!
… …
Grim stood still in his original spot.
Over the past few days, his only job was to stand guard here and let the flames that surged out of the heart of law slowly radiate and transform his body.
He only had three pieces of magic equipment on him.
The Vulcan Bead was stuffed into the heart of law, turning into a blazing ball of fire. Extremely pure fire energy surged out from within. This energy contained extremely dense laws of fire, and it was like boiling lava that burned the heart of law to the point where it split open his flesh and scorched his flesh.
However, with Grimm's powerful life force, new flesh was reborn from the scorched and withered flesh, replacing the damaged parts. However, the new flesh was unable to withstand the scorching heat of the flames of law, and it was scorched and withered once more.
In this repeated cycle of scorching, rebirth, scorching, and rebirth, a few strange golden particles of flesh were refined. They looked no different from ordinary flesh, but they had the power of law that was almost completely compatible with the inextinguishable flames.
Not only would these golden particles not be scorched by the flames of law, they would instead become stronger and more energetic as they collided with the flames.
Grimm's heart had swelled to the size of a house, but an hour of torment had only produced a golden particle the size of a soybean. It would take at least 15 years of painstaking effort to completely replace the heart of law with this golden particle.
Modifying the heart of law was actually to create a heart for the Vulcan Bead to bear the power of law of rank 5 flames. This process was long and painful, and it would require the use of some extremely rare Magus resources to speed up the process.
To Grimm, the Vulcan Bead was the source of his power, and its use could not be replaced by other items. It could be said that Grimm's entire power system after advancing to rank 5 revolved around the Vulcan Bead.
Even the Book of Darkness, which was also at rank 5, could only take second place, and could not compete with the Vulcan Bead for the core position!
Apart from these two rank 5 divine equipment, the only equipment that could continue to grow with Grimm was the Focus Crystal. As for the other Magus equipment, due to the difference in rank, Grimm could no longer rely on them to fight.
He could still use some rank 4 Magus equipment, but every time he used it, it meant that the equipment's lifespan would be greatly reduced. As for those below rank 4, they could not withstand the weight of life.
It was likely that the moment Grimm's flame energy entered it, it would explode into a sky full of fireworks. If the Magus equipment itself was destroyed, they would naturally be unable to display their effects.
After all, with their materials and refining methods, they would not be able to withstand the power of laws!
Hence, from today onwards, Grimm would have to be like the other great Magi. He would have to painstakingly search for resources and forge a high-grade Magus equipment for himself...
At the moment when Grimm calmed down and closed his eyes to meditate, at the edge of the Great Spatial Crack, an old wizard wearing a pointed hat and a gray wizard robe was silently observing him. He held a tall wizard staff in his hand.
This old Magus had a hunched back, and was no taller than 1.7 metres. Compared to Grimm's huge body that was a thousand metres tall, he was like a tiny ant at the foot of a giant, armoured rhinoceros.
However, his existence had clearly transcended everyone's vision and perception.
Although he was standing in a remote area, there were still many Magi in charge of guarding the area passing by. When these Magi scanned the old Magus with their eyes or spiritual senses, all they got was a lone piece of scorched rock. There was nothing strange about him at all.
Hence, there were many people passing by the old Magus. The Magi in charge of guarding and guarding the area changed again and again, but none of them noticed his presence.
He had already been there for more than ten days.
He had been there since the moment Grimm had chased away the Abyssal Fiend. He stood there silently, observing Grimm's every movement and every trace of his soul aura.
The more he watched, the more interested he became. He was already filled with curiosity and astonishment towards Grimm!
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