The Sorcerer Association was in big trouble!
The parchment was a letter asking for help from Domhnar, the vice president of the Sorcerer Association.
When Grimm received this letter, the other two Sorcerer Organisations would have received similar messages as well.
Grimm's gaze focused on the parchment, which flew out of Andrews' hands and hovered in front of him. As the parchment slowly unfolded, the images of the spells stored inside were also unfolded at the same time, showing Grim a terrifying scene that happened in the Black Ink Valley.
In the depths of Blackink Valley that stretched for thousands of miles, a multi-headed snake lizard with a body of over a kilometre long crawled out of the ground. It was covered in dark green scales.
As soon as it appeared, it raised its head and let out a strange, ear-piercing screech, its body emitting a dark green glow. The glow covered an area of a hundred metres, and all wizard beasts and monsters within it would quickly fester and turn into puddles of purplish black liquid.
Around it were three Grade 4 Sorcerers, two men and one woman, dressed in the robes of the Sorcerer Association.
The female Sorcerer was Grimm's acquaintance, Grimm's Gloria!
Of the two Sorcerers, one was an old acquaintance of Grimm's, the Poison Sorcerer, Sevorius. The other Sorcerer looked unfamiliar.
Three Sorcerers, three powerful Sorcerers!
The three powerful Sorcerers from the Sorcerer Association surrounded the terrifying multi-headed snake lizard, fighting it madly.
Behind the monster, there was a large group of beasts that looked like monsters charging out of the mist in the valley. They had the wings of eagles, the heads of snakes, and the bodies of lions. Their bodies were filled with a disgusting smell of filth!
Mutated beasts … They were mutated after being contaminated by the Disaster Lord's Disaster Aura. Their individual levels were not high, most of them were Grade 1 or 2, but they had the advantage in numbers, to the point where there was no end to them.
Judging from the number of mutated beasts that were spewing out of the Deep Ink Valley, it could be inferred that the Disaster Lords must have connected the valley crack to a plane contaminated by the aura of disaster. Then, they drove all the mutated beasts born in that plane to the Sorcerer World.
This was a common trick of the Disaster Lords!
They would first create a crack in space, then drive the countless creatures of disaster over to wreak havoc. Regardless of whether these creatures of disaster were dead or alive, their existence would pollute and destroy the laws of the plane around the crack.
Once the laws of the plane were damaged to a certain extent, it would be time for the Disaster Lords to send out their high-level subordinates!
The Dark Green Hydra Lizard could barely be called a Lesser Disaster Lord. It was either a clone of the real Disaster Lord, or a high-tier fighter it had enslaved. Either way, their appearance would be a disaster for the Sorcerer World!
Other than the Hydra Lizard World Snake Lizard World, there was a multi-headed snake lizard in the Sorcerer Association. Their basic strength was already at the pinnacle of Grade 4, and their true form was most likely a terrifying Grade 5 creature.
In order to deal with these Lesser Disaster Lords of the Disaster Lords, the Sorcerer Guild Alliance.
The Sorcerer Association Grimm's Sorcerer Alliance. "Wizard Lord" Sorcerer Sorcerer Grim, Sorcerer God, Sorcerer had, and "Sorrer" Sorcerer Sorrer Demon, had Sorcerers.
Even so, the situation on the battlefield was not optimistic!
A horde of mutated beasts crawled out of the depths of the Black Abyss Valley, charging and attacking the Wizard's Pagoda and the Wizard troops around the battlefield like a dark cloud.
The intense battle spread from the sky to the ground, then to the trembling underground …
It could be said that the entire area within thirty miles of the Black Ink Valley was completely occupied by the mutated beasts. The Sorcerer Association Army could only retreat to the perimeter of the War Wizard's Pagoda. With their backs against the Elemental Barrier, they fought bravely against the endless stream of mutated beasts.
The War Wizard's Pagoda was surrounded by lightning, and bolts of lightning descended from the sky, turning large groups of mutated beasts into charcoal or ashes.
But even so, they could not defend against the tide of red-and-black beasts.
These mutated beasts could fly and burrow into the ground, and their bodies were covered in hideous bone armor or scales. Ordinary Elemental Wizard Spells would not be able to kill them. Only powerful Wizard Spells at or above level 2 could slightly restrain their frenzied attacks.
The Wizard Association also had an ample supply of cannon fodder.
Teams of Wizard Beasts of all shapes and sizes, each emanating a strong aura of bloodline, emerged from the Wizard's Pagoda under the command of the Association Wizards. They also bared their fangs and brandished their claws, bravely fighting against the tide of mutated beasts without fear of death.
On the battlefield, the tragic scene of Wizard Beasts and mutated beasts fighting to the death could be seen in almost every region!
It was precisely because of the alarming number of mutated beasts and the three powerful Lesser Lords of Disaster that the Wizard Association could not break into the Black Ink Valley even if they used all their strength, much less purify and dispel the filthy aura on the battlefield.
The projection of the battlefield on the parchment only lasted for a short fifteen minutes, but the information revealed was enough to send chills down the spines of the spectators.
Grimm did not know what the others were thinking, but he knew that if the creatures of disaster had chosen to invade the Space Crack, the center of the continent would have been filled with mutated beasts by now.
Of course, it was much more difficult to pass through the Space Crack than the Black Ink Valley. In order to accommodate the evil, twisted bodies of the Lords of Disaster, it would take at least half a year of contamination before they could enter the Wizard World.
This was also the main reason why they had chosen the Black Ink Valley and not the Space Crack!
After the projection ended, the parchment shrank back into a scroll and returned to Andrews's hands.
Grimm frowned and said coldly, "Why did the Wizard Association send this over? Do they want us to send troops to help? Hmph, they've probably forgotten what they did in the central continent! "
Andrews's face was pale, his mind in a daze. He was clearly still immersed in the tragic projection. Hearing Grimm's question, he hurriedly bowed and replied, "The Association not only sent this parchment, they also sent a level 3 emissary … Do you think we should meet him?"
After witnessing two terrifying battles in a single day, Andrews found it hard to bear even with his mental strength.
"Let him come! I'd like to hear what the Association has to offer … "Grimm could not be blamed for his resentment. If not for the Wizard Association's interference, the matter of unifying the central continent would not have become so troublesome.
If not for the fact that he had gained the upper hand and his strength had increased far beyond his enemies' expectations, his hard work over the past few hundred years would have been for naught.
A white light flashed from the Wizard's Pagoda in the distance. A handsome and elegant young Wizard wrapped in a layer of white light quickly flew in front of Grimm.
Although he had already seen Grimm's imposing figure from afar, he still felt a shiver from the bottom of his heart when he walked up to Grimm's face that was as intimidating as an ancient giant's.
Level 3 … The Level 3 strength that he was usually proud of was not even worth mentioning in front of this Legendary Fire Wizard.
He had a feeling that the other party could kill him as easily as crushing an ant with just a slight movement of a finger.
The young Level 3 Wizard in the Wizard Association's standard robe quickly bowed to Grimm and said in a muffled voice, "The Association's envoy, Germaine, sends his greetings to the great Lord Grimm!"
In the Sorcerer community, words like respect and greatness were not to be used carelessly. The word 'respect' was often used for high-ranking wizards, while the word 'great' could only be used for great wizards.
This was an unspoken rule. No high-grade sorcerer dared to break this boundary and enjoy the respect of the great sorcerers as a grade 4 sorcerer.
"Great?" Grimm snorted coldly, "Are you trying to make trouble for me?"
The young Wizard quickly explained, "Lord Grimm, please don't misunderstand! I have no intention of framing or scheming against you. This is what Lord Domhnar told me before I came. I must treat you as a Great Wizard when I see you … "
"Domhnar …" Grimm smiled, "What did he send you here to say?"
"Lord Domhnar said that we had some misunderstandings before, and that's why we had some unhappiness. As for Lord Grimm's loss, the Wizard Association is willing to compensate you. " This young Level 3 Wizard was obviously a man with money and power. He had a soft body, and his posture was extremely humble. He looked like he was welcoming people with a smile.
"Compensation … Forget it!" Grimm said coldly, "As long as the Wizard Association doesn't interfere with the affairs of the central continent in the future. If you're here to apologize on behalf of the Association, then go back! You … don't have the right! "
The young Wizard's face stiffened, but he quickly forced a smile.
"Don't be in such a hurry to chase me away, Lord Domhnar. I have something to report to you!"
"Speak!"
"Erm … This …" The young Wizard Germaine looked around, and saw Andrews standing beside him as well as the Demigod Lich standing not far away. He finally clenched his teeth and said, "Lord Domhnar said that he hopes that Lord Grimm can help the Association overcome this crisis for the sake of our previous friendship …"
"Previous friendship … Haha, Domhnar sure is humorous!" Grimm almost laughed out loud.
"I know that I've let you down, Lord Domhnar, so Lord Domhnar asked me to bring this …" The young Wizard Germaine's heart was pounding from Grimm's laughter. He took out a small rectangular wooden box from his pocket, and respectfully presented it to Grimm.
First it was Sevoris, and now it was Gloria. Grimm had always remembered these two gifts. Now that the Association was in trouble, they still dared to ask for help. This undoubtedly confused Grimm.
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