By the time Grimm came out of Salubo's residence, he had 2,700 Sith's sefirot in his possession.
Even though he controlled a new organization in the Sorcerer World and risked his life to carry out many missions, Grimm only had a total of 4,600 Sith's sefirot in his possession.
Now that he had used up more than half of his sefirot in one go, even he felt pained.
However, compared to the information he obtained and the vague information leaked out, Grimm felt that it was worth it. He had gained quite a lot.
After Grim returned to his residence, Sanazar came as promised that night.
Both of them hid in the secret room for a while before Sanazar floated away.
Grimm lost another 300 Sith's sefirot in his pouch.
After sending Sanazar off, Grimm did not rush back to the Fire Elemental Plane. Instead, he stayed in the Boulder Fortress to recuperate.
It had to be said that the injuries inflicted by the Tyrannical God were quite severe.
Although he did not die on the spot after being hit by a divine weapon with a "kill" characteristic, his soul had suffered a terrifying divine impact. From the flesh to the soul, it was an all-around pain, an all-around damage.
Physical injuries were easy to heal, but it was much more difficult to heal the damage to the soul!
In the next half a year, Grimm soaked himself in all kinds of healing holy water every day, slowly recovering from the aftermath of the previous battle.
Just as he recovered from his injuries, he was met with a new round of attacks.
… …
In the sea of clouds, outside the barrier of the Alien Light Plane.
As a dazzling light blossomed in the depths of the starry sky, Grimm and the other five great wizards appeared in the teleportation formation.
Grimm quickly recovered from the discomfort brought by the teleportation. He opened his eyes and carefully looked at the vast and majestic plane battlefield in front of him.
This time, the Planar War did not take place in the plane, but outside the barrier.
The teleportation formation under Grimm's feet was engraved on a huge green square brick that occupied an area of 100 meters. Four bronze statues of Dark Demonic Dragons were placed at the four corners of the array. They were holding up a translucent magic barrier that blocked the flying corpses outside.
In the center of the battlefield a hundred miles away, two terrifying giants that were over a hundred meters tall were valiantly fighting against each other. One was a blue giant, and the other was an Orc God. Both of them chased each other in the center of the battlefield at a speed that was far beyond anyone's imagination. Every time their power clashed, it would trigger a tsunami of Mana that swept across the battlefield.
Every time they raised their hands or moved their feet, the energy waves would be so terrifying that when Grimm's gaze fell on them, the A.I. Chip's feedback was a glaring red light...
Seventh grade! The two giants fighting were both Grade 7!
Not a single helper could be seen within 30 li of the two Type 7 powerhouses.
Fifteen kilometers away, four Grade 6 Magi and two Gods were locked in combat. It was clear that the Orc God had the upper hand.
Shifting his line of sight for another 10 kilometers, he finally saw an even larger number of Tier 5 battlefields. The Grand Wizards and the Orc Gods were roaring and fighting bravely, stirring up the void of the vast sea of stars. Energy was surging madly.
The background radiation from the A.I. Chip alone caused Grimm's heart to tremble.
Even the lowest-leveled Tier 5 Battlefields could radiate up to three to four thousand degrees of radiation. Ordinary Grade 4 Magi would find it hard to survive there, let alone fight.
Even someone like Grimm, who had the Chaotic Physique, would find it difficult to move in such a cruel environment, and he had to be even more careful. If he was not careful, he would be targeted by the enemy, and it would be extremely difficult to escape with his life.
* Bang … *
While Grimm was observing the battlefield, the figures of three great wizards appeared on another teleportation brick not far from them. They were also grade 5 wizards.
It seemed like the Magi of other regions were gathering here, and an imminent small-scale battle was about to break out.
"Let's go! Pay attention to your position, don't get too close … "One of the Magi laughed sinisterly as he took the lead and charged forward.
This time, the only person who came with Grimm was Antuso, who was an 'acquaintance'.
The two exchanged glances and flew out of the teleportation brick without a word, quickly approaching the Grade 5 battlefields.
"Let's work together in the battle later and see if we can get anything out of it!" Artos had already transformed into his Spectral Demon Wolf form once more, vanishing his figure as he secretly transmitted his voice to Grimm.
Grimm understood what Artos meant, and transformed into a ten-meter-tall Flame Giant without hesitation.
"Nagus … Hentam, Heavenly Flame Descent!"
Following the short incantation, Grimm pointed at the clone closest to him. Red light gathered above the clone's head, and clouds of fire roiled, forming a sea of crimson flames that was 100 metres wide.
And when the sea of flames boiled to a certain degree, with a plop, a fireball soaked in violent flame energy fell from within. And this was just the beginning. Following that, fireballs fell from the sky one after another, bombarding the Orc God's body.
Every fireball that came into contact with it would explode into a huge fireball, the raging flames inside burning everything in their path.
The opponent that Grimm had chosen was obviously a clone of a god.
It was a Grade 5 clone of the God of the Hunt, Holler.
The clone of the God of Hunting Hall was a robust orc with a scarlet face, indigo skin, and a strange spear in his hand. There were three other Grade 5 god-ranked companions in front and behind him. There was a ferocious mastiff lying at his feet, a purple falcon perched on his shoulder, and a terrifying venomous snake coiled around his body …
However, a clone was just a clone, not the real body.
Hence, the spear in his hand and the companions beside him were just projections of divine force, not the real body. Otherwise, Grimm would not be interested in stirring up such a hornet's nest!
The berserk fireballs bombarded Holler's clone, causing him to dodge continuously. However, part of his body was still set ablaze.
Using divine force to disperse the law of fire within the Inextinguishable Flames, the so-called Inextinguishable Flames were extinguished. Holler's clone was infuriated by this attack, abandoning his original opponent and leaping towards Grimm.
Before the clone arrived, the spear arrived first!
Phantom spears traversed thousands of metres in the air, continuously hurling towards Grimm. The A.I. Chip's energy analysis showed that each attack had a strength of 7000. Although the intensity of the attack hadn't reached the Tier 5 standard of ten thousand degrees, its advantage lay in its swift and continuous attacks.
It was not possible to injure Grimm's body with these phantom spears, but it was a good way to break through the defensive spells around his body. Hence, Holler's clone rapidly approached while using the phantom spears to force Grimm to move.
[Beep. Host has been locked on by the enemy. Initial determination is that the target has a divine domain of 'Tracking' … From now on, any attacks from the target will automatically lock on to the host's position …]
Grimm looked up, and only then did he realise that a phantom golden arrow had appeared above his head, aiming straight at him. No matter how he dodged or moved, no matter where his flames jumped, the phantom golden arrow was still pointing at him, as if it had already locked on to the space above his head.
This was probably the special lock-on effect of the divine domain of 'Tracking'!
How f * cking annoying!
With this tracking arrow, no matter how Grimm tried to escape, it was useless.
Holler's clone did not even need to aim, and any random attack would land on Grimm's body without fail. The only thing Grimm could do was to intercept the opponent's attack, or else he would have to face it head-on!
* Teng teng teng … *
Three consecutive Flaming Leaps failed to shake off the tracking arrow, and instead, half of the flaming barrier around his body was destroyed by the opponent. Grimm flew into a rage and no longer tried to dodge. Instead, he summoned violent flames to attack Hall's doppelganger.
The Holler's clone was also extremely cunning. He used his swift body to dodge most of Grimm's attacks, and while attacking Grimm with the phantom spears, he pursed his lips and whistled. As the whistling sounded, the ferocious mastiff and the wild falcon turned into two strange figures, one black and one purple, and pounced on Grimm from two different angles.
On the other hand, the strange giant python was still coiled on the body of Hall's clone. It flicked its scarlet tongue and stared at the surrounding void with a pair of green snake eyes.
It could be seen that although they did not notice Antuso's presence, the python could still sense the approaching danger with its strange beastly instinct.
The ferocious mastiff had sharp claws and teeth that were attached with a terrifying tearing effect. If its attack really landed on the enemy, it would also have various effects such as' breaking tendons' and 'bleeding'.
The wild falcon was like a purple lightning bolt, quickly weaving and turning in the air. Its movements were extremely smooth and smooth, making it difficult to capture its real figure. It would also occasionally let out a piercing cry, which had the special effect of disturbing one's mind.
Even with Grimm's shrewdness, he was still flustered by these two fellows who cooperated well with each other.
Since he had a plan, he had to pay the price!
Grimm roared and summoned the Book of Darkness in his body, releasing Remy the Poison Spirit to help him defend against the enemy's attacks. Only then did he let go of all his worries and condensed the flames of law, ferociously doing the evil work of roasting dogs and birds.
Large swathes of golden flames spread in all directions, turning the area within a kilometer into a continuous sea of fire. Grimm stood in the middle of the sea of fire, resisting the crazy attacks of multiple enemies, chasing the hateful mastiff with the terrifying transparent and colorless flames.
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