[Multi-armed Giant's Heart] (Peak Tier 5 Material) Powerful vitality. Immersed in the law of earth. Can be used as a Life Extension Ritual material. Can also be used to create Tier 5 Earth-type Enchanted Items.
[Multi-armed Giant's Eye] (Peak Tier 5 Material) Crystallization of the law of earth. Able to transform any magical energy into petrifying energy and immerse it in the law of earth.
[Multi-armed Giant's Headless Body] (Peak Tier 5 Bloodline Power) Abundant source energy of earth. Can be extracted to refine high-grade bloodline potions. Can be transformed into high-grade Undead. Can be used to create top-grade Corpse Puppets. Can be used as a top-grade sacrificial material …
Killing a Lesser Disaster Lord was enough to instantly turn a Tier 4 Magus into one of the wealthiest people in the Otherworld. This was a Tier 5 creature! Just a little bit of its blood, flesh, or tendon would be a top-grade Tier 5 material.
In the Sorcerer World, Tier 5 materials could be counted on one's fingers. They were practically priceless. Even if they appeared occasionally, they would sell for tens of thousands of Mana Crystals per gram. And now, there was a five-meter-tall, seven-ton monster here. It was a top-notch material that was far more valuable and coveted than the Magic Crystal Mountain.
If Grimm was willing to sell it, this Zaku's remains would be enough to buy two or three complete territories in the central continent. After all, with these materials, a certain Tier 4 Sorcerer could very well become a Tier 5 Great Sorcerer.
Although the central continent was rich in resources, they could not provide any help to high-grade Magi.
Hence, if Grimm really dared to sell it, the three Sorcerer Organizations present would most likely fight over it.
After all, territory, resources, and population could be accumulated slowly, but a Tier 5 Great Magus was something that could only be found by chance. Which was more important between the two, it was something that anyone could easily judge.
Meanwhile, the Sorcerer Association had also obtained a Ten-Headed Terror Ghost. It was also a Tier 5 Great Magus, but its quality was obviously inferior to the Multi-armed Giant in Grimm's hands. Even so, the Sorcerer Association should be able to produce a Tier 5 Great Magus.
The only unknown was whether the Sorcerer Association would choose Anri or Gloria. Both were super powerhouses with decent strength. With this bit of help, reaching Tier 5 shouldn't be a problem.
In addition, the Northern Witch had also obtained a Peak Tier 4 Evil Sandspirit. With these resources, creating another Peak Tier 4 Witch would be a very likely thing.
This was something worth celebrating for the Northern Lands, which currently only had two super experts!
As for the Giant Winged Serpent Dragon that the central continent's Magi worked together to take down, if they did not split it up, it was very likely that someone in the central continent would become a peak rank 4 Magus. But now that it was so scattered, it could only allow everyone's strength to improve a little bit. It no longer had the terrifying effect of 'creating gods'.
Since everyone had gained something, the sorrow of losing two Tier 4 companions was lessened. On the Silver Alliance's side, Deputy Chairman Meloni's face was as dark as a rag.
It couldn't be helped; the Silver Alliance relied too much on metal golems and puppets. Their fighting style was more defensive and counterattacking, and they liked to use golems and puppets to consume the enemy's strength. This caused them to be unaccustomed to this kind of quick attack style battle, and they lost the best chance to obtain the loot.
In the battle just now, other than the Rank 4 Fire Wizard, Shrebor, the Sorcerer Association had lost more than 500 Magi of various ranks. However, in this Planar Battlefield, only Tier 4 Magi would receive serious attention from the various organizations.
If a lot of Tier 3 Magi were lost, some might feel regretful and distressed, but it would not be as heart-wrenching as losing a Tier 4 Magus. As for Magi below Tier 3 who died, as long as they were not seriously injured, they would be ignored by the high-ranking Magi, intentionally or unintentionally.
After all, the major Sorcerer Organizations knew this.
The true value of a Tier 5 Great Magus was far more than ten Tier 4 Magi, and a Tier 4 Magus was far more than ten Tier 3 Magi … Going by this logic, the number of high-ranking Magi would always be small, and they were at the top of the pyramid of the Sorcerer Civilization.
Of course, Tier 5 Great Magi could only squeeze into the middle of the Sorcerer Civilization, and there was still a long way to go before they could truly reach the peak. However, to the low and mid-ranked Magi who were struggling bitterly within the plane, they were already 'gods' that were unreachable!
… …
Outside the Sorcerer World's Plane Barrier.
This was a perfect plane of unparalleled size.
Violent energy waves hit the Sorcerer World's Plane Barrier, causing dazzling and beautiful sparks to fly. The Sorcerer World, which was like a huge ship, remained motionless in the sea of energy. No matter how the Void Storm blew, it could not shake the Plane Barrier in the slightest.
It seemed to be motionless on the surface, but if one looked at the entire sea of stars, one would find that the Sorcerer World was moving at a speed of tens of miles per second, following some kind of profound and mysterious law, drifting through the storm …
Through the translucent light membrane of the Sorcerer World's Plane Barrier, one could vaguely see the large-scale Sorcerer Continent and the undulating mountain ranges on it.
But at this moment, outside the Plane Barrier, there was a strange-looking three-headed hellhound crouching. It was a hundred meters tall, and the surface of its body was covered with thick, glossy black fur. From its neck, three canine heads stretched out.
The one on the left was as pure as ice, the one on the right was blazing like fire, and the one in the middle was as black as ink … Red, white, and black law halos of three different attributes circled around its body, making it seem even more towering and majestic.
Although the three-headed hellhound, Dilmas, belonged to the evil camp, when its power was condensed to Tier 6, its evilness also carried a trace of nobility and holiness that could not be defied!
But no matter how powerful the three-headed hellhound, Dilmas, was, with its hundred-meter-tall body in front of the huge Sorcerer World's Plane Barrier, like a flea on a raging elephant. Both sides were not on the same order of magnitude, so naturally, they could not be compared.
But at this moment, it was crouching in front of a small dark wound in the huge Plane Barrier, taking turns to open its three canine mouths and spit out the purest aura of disaster.
Under its continuous erosion for more than a month, this dark wound had obviously expanded compared to before. But trying to accommodate its huge power was still like trying to put out a cart of firewood with a cup of water. It could barely project one-fifth of its power.
And with its power, even if it could not enter the Sorcerer World, just projecting one-fifth of its power was enough to be a powerful Tier 5 creature, which was enough to sweep the entire Sorcerer Continent.
If it was a few days ago, it might have done so.
But the successive deaths of a few high-grade subordinates made it a little suspicious.
Dilmas was very suspicious of whether some bastard Great Wizard had sneaked back to the Sorcerer World and was waiting there to ambush it. Otherwise, how could its subordinates be annihilated by a bunch of ant-like human Magi?
Especially after the earth-shattering explosion, it had smelled the special aura of the Great Wizard's Elemental Avatar.
Dilmas, who had only been a little suspicious, now completely believed it.
It entrenched itself next to the crack in the Plane Barrier, spitting out the aura of disaster to infect the surrounding Plane Laws. It then frantically scratched and tore, trying to make the crack bigger. It continuously attacked the human Wizards who tried to get close to the crack.
It was its stubbornness and madness that caused the human Wizards' many attempts to seal the crack to go up in smoke.
But just as it was feeling anxious and hesitant, Dilmas suddenly stopped all of its actions. Apart from one of its heads that continued to maintain the crack, the other two heads turned around at the same time. Two pairs of huge eyes that flickered with cold light stared coldly at a figure that was getting closer and closer.
The figure stepped out of the Void Storm, as if the majestic and surging tide of energy did not exist at all. It steadily walked towards the Three-Headed Hellhound.
Looking at the ten-meter-tall flame humanoid, looking at the unusually docile flames lingering around it, and sensing the huge flame power in the other party's body, the Three-headed Hellhound Dilma's heart suddenly tightened, and it coldly squeezed out a name from between its teeth.
"Fire Goddess Runai, what are you doing here?"
It wasn't Runai's true body that had come, but a rank 6 fire clone. If it really was Runai's true body, Dilmas wouldn't have wasted any time talking to her. He would have definitely slipped away the moment he sensed her aura.
The tall man strolled until he was ten thousand metres away from Dilmas, stopping to focus. The golden flames in his eyes were extremely eye-catching.
"Leave this place, Dilmas! If you leave, I'll pretend I didn't see you. Otherwise … "
Runai's clone's words were so resolute that Dilmas was obviously displeased.
"Runai, this is the Magus World, not your vassal country. Since when did you have the right to give orders here? What, you're a rank 7 fire goddess, and yet you're selling your life to the Magi? " A fierce expression appeared on Dilmas' pitch-black main head. His body bent down slightly, his throat trembling as he let out a low, threatening howl.
"I'm here to take back my item!" "That damned wizard stole my treasure," Runai's clone said fiercely, "I have to punish him today. Leave, I need this crack! "
Dilmas froze for a moment, then nodded silently. "No wonder I smelled the scent of your fire magic in the plane. It turns out that your artifact was taken away by a wizard … Heh heh, Runai, since we're both here to make trouble for the wizards, why don't we …"
However, before Dilmas could finish, Runai's clone stomped her foot, and a sea of flames rose around her. "Shut up," she shouted angrily, "We gods will never associate ourselves with creatures of disaster like you. Get out of here, or we'll fight! "
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