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Chapter 1425

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Without a doubt, Diermas retreated gloomily!

If the enemy before him was just a clone of Runai, he wouldn't have hesitated to fight it out. Even tearing off a few pieces of flesh would be a considerable victory.

But he didn't dare.

His senses were sharp.

It could sense that the Class 7 Firegoddess Runai had been paying attention to the clone all this time. If he didn't know what was good for him, the Goddess of Fire would probably descend upon this place with the help of her clone.

Dilmas was only at level-6, and if he really ran into the level-7 Goddess of Fire, he was destined to die here!

Hence, he could only swallow his anger and retreat in the face of the overbearing level-6 Runai's clone.

Having chased Dilmas away, Runai's clone slowly approached the rift in the plane's barrier. With a sudden roar, she plunged her hands into the rift and tore it apart.

Raging divine power of fire and the unstoppable force of plane healing clashed, causing dense spatial ripples to appear on the smooth and flat plane's barrier. A ferocious tide of mana rolled in from the distance, surging into the plane through the rift that was growing larger and larger. It gathered into a terrifying energy storm in Blackink Valley.

As the Goddess of Fire, Runai was a powerful god with a fiery temperament, unyielding and tyrannical. In her eyes, there was no room for negotiation with her enemy. A single word of disagreement would result in a direct confrontation.

As a Goddess of Fire with level-7 strength, she certainly had the capital and strength to ignore any opponent.

At the very least, in the tens of thousands of years since she'd ascended to godhood, she'd fought her way from a lesser god (level-5) to a greater god (level-7). Although she was still far from becoming a Lord God (level-9), her fiery temperament had completely solidified into a part of her divine power.

That was why she couldn't hold back her rage when she sensed the familiar undulations of flames on the other side of the rift. She tore at the rift with all her might, trying to force her way in.

The entire Blackink Valley was immediately turned upside down by her reckless actions.

… …

Unknowingly, the entire Black Ink Valley had already become a doomsday ruin.

Blood-colored fire clouds rolled in the sky, blocking the scorching sun and causing the entire world to be enveloped in a dark red halo.

An unknown energy tide rushed out of the Black Ink Valley and slowly revolved around the valley, condensing into a huge storm vortex.

The earth split open, revealing the huge crack that was branded on the plane barrier deep underground. At this moment, there was a huge flaming humanoid climbing out with great effort.

Its size might not be too huge, but the power it contained was clearly beyond the limits of what the Sorcerer World could bear. Therefore, the powerful Plane Healing Force surged from all directions, squeezing the torn Plane Crack, trying to mend it again.

The huge flaming figure stuck in the crack raised its head and let out a deafening roar as it struggled to tear at the edge of the crack, trying its best to enter the sorcerer world.

The congealed flaming hands and the uneven Plane Crack continuously clashed. At the point where the two forces clashed, there were dense Space Fragments collapsing from the crack. As for the two flaming hands, they treated the Space Fragments with shocking cutting power as if they were nothing. Resplendent Flame Divine Power flowed on them, blocking all external forces from harming them.

Crack …

There was another explosion.

The Plane Crack was torn even wider, and a head of the flaming figure crawled in. Then, it took a deep breath and slowly opened its mouth to spit out a strange colorless and transparent flame.

Whoosh!

The flaming humanoid only exhaled a breath, but a terrifying stream of flames that stretched for hundreds of miles appeared in the plane for no reason.

Wherever the colorless and transparent stream of flames passed, everything would burn.

Plants, animals, trees, rivers, soil, rocks, and even the air started to burn ferociously. The entire world immediately became a burning sea.

In the midst of such terrifying flames, all of the mid and low-level sorcerers, Wizard Beasts, and puppets hid in the Wizard's Pagoda, not daring to step out of the elemental barrier. Those who escaped a little too late would immediately explode when they came into contact with the colorless and transparent flames. They screamed in pain and were burned into charcoal, then turned into flying ashes.

This was the case for the Wizard Beasts, and even the puppets made of magical alloys were the same.

Wherever the terrifying stream of flames passed, dark spots were branded on the charred ground, leaving behind a pool of charred and deformed metal residue.

In the sky above the Ink Abyss Valley, Domhnar, Anli, Sevorius, and Cthuna stood side by side, looking down at the flaming figure that was trying its best to enter the sorcerer world. The surface of Grim's thousand-meter-tall body rippled with a layer of red light, absorbing all of the strange flames that blew on his body.

Sevorius looked at the enemy in fear, his voice hoarse and out of shape, "This doesn't look like Dilmas."

"Dilmas is a three-headed hound, and this is a fire clone of a god. Of course they can't be the same person …" Domhnar turned his head and glanced at Grim, who was as tall as a god, and said coldly, "Lord Grim, why did Dilmas become Senai's fire clone? Don't you have anything to say?"

Cthuna's expression did not change, but there was a hint of a mocking expression in her eyes.

Meanwhile, the young Anli's eyes darted back and forth between Grim and Senai's clone, looking hesitant and indecisive. As for Gria, she had a serious expression, looking at Grim with a hint of anger in her eyes.

"What is there to say … Since he wants to enter the sorcerer world, he's our enemy! Do we have to separate ourselves? "Grim said in a low voice, as if this was a matter of course.

Domhnar was infuriated.

As if sensing the aura of the Divine Fire Orb in Grim's body, the tall figure that was still struggling to pass through suddenly raised its head and roared angrily.

"Hand over the Divine Fire Orb, Magus, or I'll turn your territory into scorched earth …"

The voice was like muffled thunder, reverberating in the sky.

Grimm sneered, "If you want to take back the Divine Fire Bead, you better come in first!"

With that, he condensed a flaming spear without hesitation and threw it fiercely at the figure.

The flaming spear was translucent, having been condensed into a solid flame crystal by the powerful flames. It had both fire and physical damage. However, before the flaming spear could even get close to the figure, it was crushed into scattered flames by the red threads that came out of the figure's body.

Without Grim's control, the flames would not be able to harm the clone at all, and would instead become a form of energy replenishment.

Runai's clone's control over the laws of fire was stronger than Grim's, so how could she be harmed by his flames?

Seeing that his fire attacks were ineffective, Grim opened his hand, and the Book of Darkness appeared in his palm in the form of an energy projection. As the pages flipped rapidly, dark green venom streaked through the air and pounced at Runai's clone.

Runai's clone was stuck in the plane crack and could not dodge at all. She struggled with all her might while raising her head, two golden flames floating in her eyes shooting out beams of golden light.

The venom was quickly evaporated by the high temperature of the flames, losing its threat to Runai's clone.

Without the boost of the laws of poison, normal poison spells would not even have the chance to get close to Runai's clone, let alone cause any damage.

Seeing that his enemy was so difficult to deal with, Grim could only reach into his robes and take out a small and exquisite watersoul jade. As the energy within was activated, a hundred-meter-tall water giant appeared on the battlefield, roaring soundlessly as it transformed into a dark green wave that crashed towards Runai's clone.

Faced with the raging wave, Runai's clone opened her mouth and inhaled, swallowing it whole like a whale swallowing water.

* Burp … *

Runai's clone let loose a loud burp, and a hint of green flashed across her crimson face as she exhaled a puff of hot steam from her nose and mouth. The wave that contained the full power of a mid-grade 4 water giant was digested just like that.

At that moment, the watersoul jade in Grim's palm suddenly cracked into several pieces, turning into a crystalline ball of water spirit that disappeared into the air.

The watersoul jade that could only be used three times had finally been used up!

Grimm frowned when he saw that Runai's clone was unscathed and seemingly unharmed. It couldn't be helped. She was a powerhouse of the fire element, and her control over flames and usage of laws was far more natural than his.

This meant that most of Grim's flames were useless against Runai's clone. Even if he managed to cast them, there was a high chance that they would be nullified.

This was perhaps the biggest headache for a small fire against a large fire!

In the Fire Elemental Plane, fire creatures did not rely on fire spells to fight each other. Instead, they relied on close-quarters combat. The reason for this was because their fire resistance was too high. Using fire spells wasn't as effective as directly pouncing on the other side and punching them.

And now, Grim was facing a similar problem.

Grim chuckled coldly, "What? You're just going to watch silently? Don't forget, if it comes in, none of us will have a good time. If you really push me too far, I'll just leave and you'll be the ones to clean up the mess … "

Hearing Grim's threat, the experts of the association turned ashen, looking as if they wanted to fight him to the death.

Only Domhnar, who was obviously shrewd, sighed and said, "Lord Grim is right. That is indeed the case! Let's not just watch, let's attack together! In any case, we can't let Runai's clone barge in! "

With that, Domhnar turned around and flew back to the Wizard's Pagoda.

Anri, Gloria, and Sevorius glanced at each other. They could only pinch their noses and cast spells at Runai's clone, who couldn't dodge in time.

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