To be honest, Grimm did not dare to go out anymore.
In terms of wealth, Grim could be said to be extremely wealthy. However, in terms of strength, he was as weak as a little sheep.
This was not him being humble, but his true thoughts reflected from his heart.
Law crystals, the corpse of a rank 5 Lesser Lord of Calamity, a divine fragment … Any one of these items was enough to tempt a rank 5 powerhouse, let alone a rank 4 Predator that was as ferocious as a wolf or a tiger.
Grimm was currently relying on the plane's blessing. In the Magus World, he was practically invincible in his semi-advanced state, and no one could resist his almost cheat-like inextinguishable flames.
However, once he stepped out of the Magus World, he would still be a rank 4 Magus who had yet to advance completely. With such a precious treasure on him, he would probably become an ideal target for the Predators of other planes.
His enemies were no longer the high-ranked Magi who fought for power within the plane, but the planar predators who lurked in the shadows and waited for the right opportunity to strike. Hence, Grimm did not plan to step out of the plane until he truly advanced to rank 5.
The Necropolis of the God of Death … Hehe, perhaps Grimm's current wealth was already comparable to that of the God of Death!
The Liches had invited him to explore the Necropolis of the God of Death, but who knew if their true target was the God of Death or himself …
Grimm used empty words to evade the death invitation, then turned down the Lamia and the Sand King's invitations. Only then did he reluctantly send them away one by one.
After Grimm had dealt with all the guests, Mary, who had been waiting patiently for a long time, directly barged in and grabbed his collar, asking in a low voice, "You … How are you now?"
In actuality, Grimm did not have a collar for Mary to grab after he turned into a figure of light. However, in order to appease the emotional Mary, he could only conjure a collar for her to grab.
Faced with Mary's questioning, Grimm could only spread out his hands and sigh, "You can see for yourself that this is my current state. My body is stuck at the Blazing Flame Monarch, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come out for a while. If I want to go out, I can only use this body of light! "
Mary sniffed and said with a frown, "Why does this body have a unique smell of blood? It doesn't seem to belong to you."
"Because the original blood used to build this body came from Geradin of the Sorcerer Association. Although I've tried my best to adjust it, it still maintains a special spiritual connection with the Light Elemental Sorcerer," Grim said with a bitter smile.
"You mean … he can sense your mental and emotional changes?"
"That's not true. Instead, if we get too close to each other, we can sense each other's location and vague mental state through our mental connection. "
"How close is too close?"
"Within ten thousand li! However, his strength is inferior to mine, so he might only be able to sense my presence within a hundred miles. "
"Isn't this a serious problem in the future? If the association does something about this, you'll be in deep trouble at the critical moment! "
"Haha, you don't have to worry about this! I bet that at this very moment, the Light Elemental Envoy Geradin must be paranoid and having a hard time figuring out what is going on. If he dares come to the Midlands, I don't mind swallowing him whole. This way, the strength of my light avatar will increase a little. " Saying this, Grim could not help but laugh proudly, and his right hand silently reached for Mary's waist.
Unfortunately, his hand was swept away by Mary's claws when it was only halfway out, leaving five terrible wounds that went deep enough to reach the bone. The light avatar had no blood, only endless light elements.
After the skin was damaged, there was no sign of flesh and blood, only translucent bones and transparent skin that glowed with light. Light elementals excelled at disguising and purifying, so this kind of damage would disappear with a flash of white light.
Mary fiercely bared her teeth and threatened, "Don't even think about touching me if you have someone else's smell on you. Don't try to fool me with your avatar in bed. Hmph … "
"Ah …" Grim was stunned and said in horror, "Then … Then I'm afraid you'll have to wait for a hundred years!"
"A hundred years it is, I can endure it! Anyway, before your true body comes out, if you dare to touch me with your clone, I'll tear you apart … If you can't hold it in anymore, you can go find Alice and see if she'll let your clone sleep with her … "Mary warned with a serious expression.
If even Mary could not accept this avatar, then it was even more impossible for the shy Alice!
Grim suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning, and all his hopes turned to dust and despair.
However, he quickly adjusted his mood and called out to Mary before she left.
He took out another storage ring from his body and held it in his palm, saying softly, "This avatar of mine has to protect my main body, so I can't leave the Blazing Flame Monarch. I'll have to trouble you with the matters of the Midlands in the next hundred years. These are some things I obtained from the Association, and they'll be useful to you. Keep them! "
"You can recall the shadelord. Your main body is more important … "
"There's no need. No one would dare to go to my main body easily. If someone did, I'm afraid a shadelord wouldn't be able to stop them. On the other hand, you're in dire need of someone strong enough to hold the fort. Let it stay by your side! "
After saying this, Mary heard no sound behind her for a long time. She suddenly turned around, only to find that Grim had long since left. In his place was a small, exquisite, and beautiful ring.
Picking up the ring, Mary sensed the jars of blood from rank 5 creatures within, and a trace of worry appeared on her pretty little face.
Once upon a time, they had been acolytes together, struggling bitterly in dangerous situations. They had then become Magi together, and they had walked this path with great difficulty … Now, his footsteps were getting faster and faster. Could she still catch up to him?
This caused the proud and arrogant Blood Queen Mary to feel a little uncertain.
As a special Blood Shaman, her advancement was restricted by the potential of her bloodline. Looking through the records of Magi, there had never been a Vampire who could surpass rank 5 in the multiverse.
There had never been a Vampire God in a single plane, and there had never been a rank 5 Blood Shaman in a single plane. It was as if Vampires were creatures of this plane through and through, unable to survive outside of it.
This meant that as a Blood Shaman, Mary's future path had been completely cut off. There were no bloodline inheritances she could learn from. If she wanted to advance further, she could only rely on the power of her current bloodline and find a new path.
After all these years of exploration, she also discovered that the only thing that could push her to continue to grow was the Blood Rule Law!
Vampire Magi built their power around the law of blood. However, their bloodline was too heaven-defying, and it was difficult for them to receive the blessing of the plane's consciousness. Hence, there were even fewer Vampires who could use the law of blood to extend their power to the level of laws.
After all, in order to support a peak rank 4 Vampire, the number of beings in the plane who had been contaminated by her bloodline would number in the millions. In order to advance to rank 5, the amount of blood essence that she would need to absorb would be unimaginable.
Anyone with half a brain would be able to imagine that the plane's consciousness would not care for such a malignant tumor.
If not for the fact that Mary had been persuaded by Grimm to rarely expand her Vampire subordinates in the Magus World, and did not attempt to build a large army of Blood Thralls, the plane's consciousness would have long since been unable to tolerate her.
Now that Grimm had provided her with the blood of a rank 5 creature, Mary no longer needed to collect the blood essence of the plane bit by bit.
This way, she could reduce the hatred the plane's consciousness had for her, and take the opportunity to comprehend the so-called law of blood.
The reason why she was so serious was actually just to catch up to the figure that was getting further and further away!
… …
The only benefit Grimm gained from turning into light was that his flight speed and camouflage techniques were much stronger than before.
With a flash of light, Grimm left the Wizard's Pagoda. He circled above Ironforest City and observed for a moment, before turning into a ray of white light and flying towards the Blazing Flame Monarch.
With his current level 4 abilities, as well as the unique characteristics of his soul and body, there was no one who could track him in the air.
Thus, he advanced silently, flying over region after region. He watched as the land below him gradually turned from brown to black, and the density of the ancient trees in the forest increased.
Finally, after flying for ten thousand miles, he could no longer find any traces of humans on the ground. Instead, the various insects, fish, birds, and beasts became more active.
After flying for another hundred miles into the Black Forest, the greenery in front of him suddenly disappeared, replaced by a startlingly vast, scorched land.
This scorched land had a circumference of a hundred miles, and its outer perimeter was charred black and cracked. The deeper he went, the denser the cracks on the ground became. When they were within fifty kilometers of the core area, the ground was dotted with lava pools and small flaming hills.
He could even see a large number of Fire Creatures here. They were like carefree wild creatures, playing, roaming, and living in this land filled with the smell of fire and sulfur. They refused to allow any non-Flame Creatures to enter.
It was because of this unique characteristic of their race that Grimm did not choose to deal with them. Instead, he allowed them to roam the area, using them as scouts and scouts for the Blazing Flame Monarch.
Grimm flew further in, only stopping when he reached the lava lake that had a circumference of five miles.
Above the lava lake, above the clouds, a giant airship with the Crimson Family's insignia hovered silently. He could faintly sense the auras of hundreds of Wizards and acolytes within it.
This was the Crimson Family's permanent military force stationed in the Lava Lake region, and there was a Grade 3 Wizard stationed there all year round. However, with their strength, how could they detect Grimm's tracks?
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