Fire Elemental Plane, Molten Altar.
In the middle of the valley, a Teleportation Portal slowly opened. Grimm had once again returned.
Compared to the last time, the area around the lava lake had become much livelier.
Other than the Molten Core Giants, Dragon-Web Spiders, and Metal Magical Machinery, there were many other fire creatures of various forms. There were low-level Fire Elementals, Flame Spirits, and Fire Essences, to mid-level and high-level Fire Giants, Molten Giants, Molten Hounds, and Giant Lava Beasts …
It could be said that the area around the Molten Core Altar had become a museum of fire creatures. One could see most of the native creatures of the Fire Elemental Plane.
Seeing the Dragon-Web Spider Queen Lakebeth rush over from the lava lake, Grimm frowned and said in a low voice, "What's going on here? Why are there so many low-level creatures?"
Hearing Grimm's question, Lakebeth hurriedly lowered its body and explained in a strange, hoarse voice, "My Lord, these are the laborers I've enslaved from the surroundings. I'm using them to speed up the construction of the Wizard's Pagoda." At this point, it purposely lowered its voice and said in a trembling voice, "My Lord, you know that this Molten Altar is a little strange. Low-level creatures will mysteriously disappear if they stay here for too long. So, if I don't capture more people, the number of laborers won't be able to keep up … "
"Disappear?" Grimm was slightly taken aback. He immediately recalled the strange situation when he first came into contact with the Molten Altar, and believed everything Lakebeth had said.
"Immediately send people to build an altar for me. I want to offer something as a sacrifice!"
"Altar? My Lord, what kind of Flame Altar do you need? "
"The highest … I need to communicate with the Plane's Consciousness of the Fire Elemental Plane!"
Hiss …
Lakebeth immediately drew in a cold breath.
One had to know that for Flame Lords like them, they would usually offer sacrifices to the Flame Lords around their territories. As for communicating with the Plane's Consciousness of the Fire Elemental Plane, one should not expect the Plane's Consciousness to respond to one's request without a high level of sacrifice.
Even this veteran Lord of the Flames became restless and excited when he suddenly took on such a huge responsibility.
"Communicating with the will of the dimension … That kind of flame altar isn't something that can be easily created. I'm afraid that only the Flame Monarch has such a high-level World Altar. "Lachbeth's hairy spider face revealed a troubled expression.
"You mean, we can't make it?"
"It's not that it's impossible, but it'll take a long time and we'll need to search for the necessary resources … I estimate that it'll take at least ten years to complete the construction!"
It was Grim's turn to be shocked.
Only at this moment did he realize that the two worlds had completely different values of time and time.
In the Fire Elemental Plane, even the powerful Flame Overlords didn't know how to hoard resources in advance. They could slowly increase their strength just by sitting at home, so their thirst for resources from the outside world became less intense.
He did not have much desire for resources, materials, or territory … In short, he was too lazy to move if he could. He stayed in his lair all day, muddling through his days, using time to accumulate power bit by bit.
This was the way most flame creatures survived by etching their souls!
There was no pressure to survive, and there was no urge to evolve.
In the Magus World, they did their best to plunder resources and knowledge, hoarding all the magic materials they might need in the future … This was the attitude and habit of human Magi.
There would never be an awkward situation where a Grade 4 Magus couldn't even create a World Altar.
Ten years … Damn it, ten years was too long. Who knew if these shards of divinity would cause trouble in his hands. It was better to turn them into his own power as soon as possible.
Should he go to Grooms and freeload his World Altar?
However, bringing such a precious offering to the private territory of another Flame Sovereign … Even if Grim did not believe that the other party would be so narrow-minded, he could not bring himself to do such a risky thing.
Seeing Grim's expression, Lachbeth couldn't help but stretch out a furry foreleg and point at the lava lake in the distance. He had a strange expression on his face, "My Lord, isn't that a World Altar? Why do we have to make one ourselves? "
Grim was stunned. He turned around and stared blankly at the dilapidated old altar that stood quietly in front of the lava lake.
For some reason, when his gaze fell on the altar, he felt as if a string in his heart had been tugged, causing him to tremble violently. He was overwhelmed with emotions.
"Lachbeth, inform Sauk to withdraw all the flame creatures and magical equipment from the Molten Fire Altar … Clear the area immediately!"
Hearing Grim's order, Lachbeth hurriedly bowed and replied, "Yes, I'll do it right away!"
After all, this was Grim's private territory. Once he gave an order, no one would question or defy him. In just a quarter of an hour, the bustling construction site had become completely silent. Not a single person could be seen around the Molten Flame Altar.
Grimm's immense mental power slowly roamed around the Molten Flame Altar, slowly but surely sweeping through every inch of land and every inch of space. From the sky to the ground, even the bottom of the lava lake was thoroughly scanned.
After confirming that there was nothing out of the ordinary, Grim stretched out his hand and opened a door of flames in the air. A moment later, the light doppelganger Grimm had left in the Sorcerer World walked out.
"Have you decided what to do with this Divine Spark Fragment?" The light clone asked curiously.
"Yes!" Grimm exchanged a glance with it, and their thoughts became synchronized in an instant. The experiences and changes that they had gone through over the past few decades were very clear to them.
The Horton Witchcraft Academy had expanded even more than before …
Wizard Anli of the Magus Association had successfully advanced to rank 5 and had left for the outside world …
Wizard Nicholas of the central region had fallen into a trap in a battle with the underground world, and his fate was unknown …
Insect Lich Bliss of the family had successfully advanced to rank 4 and had become the core fighting force of the family …
Many members of the family had advanced to rank 3, and the strength of the middle ranks was steadily increasing …
The elder of the family, Goblin Cabi, had failed in his latest life-prolonging ritual and was about to die …
The Goblin Plane had proposed a plan to build a Magical Titan and was applying for resources from the family …
In the north, the Ice Lady, Berserk Witch, and Lucia had all advanced to rank 3 …
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…
Grimm took the fragment of divine spark from the light clone and tossed a few strands of divinity to it. Then he said softly, "Give this to Mary! With this divinity, she'll be able to increase her agility and strengthen the Blood Tribe's abilities … Also, tell her that she'll be able to meet me after the Wizard's Pagoda is completed! "
The light clone chuckled and absorbed the divinity into its body. It then turned around and returned to the Magus World through the Flaming Door.
After the light clone left, Grim could not help but sigh inwardly.
He had only left the Magus World for a few decades, but in his heart, it felt like he had left for an entire century. Everything that had happened there, even if it was related to his disciples and family, was like listening to an unfamiliar story to him. He felt an indescribable sense of alienation.
The process of pursuing power had made him take large strides forward, but he had unknowingly left many of his companions behind. His memories of the past were still there, and everything that had happened was still vivid in his mind. However, the emotions and humanity attached to his memories had become blurry and faded with the transformation of his body …
His overly rational and realistic mind had gotten rid of the hypocrisy and self-deception in human nature. He no longer wanted to indulge himself with illusory, ephemeral love and kinship!
He wanted to travel the world, explore the endless planes, and search for the secrets behind the world … This simple yet realistic idea gradually surfaced in his mind, becoming the dream that he had been thinking about for a long time.
Before advancing to level 5, the pressure of survival had forced Grim to keep moving forward. All of his efforts were for the sake of survival. For himself, for the sake of his family, he did his best to run forward …
After advancing to level 5, the dimension of his life had suddenly extended to ten thousand years. The laws of his body and soul had caused his thoughts and consciousness to undergo some subtle changes.
The pressure of survival was no longer that great. Even with the Great Witch Medusa, the God of Wisdom, the God of Fire, and the God of Hunting eyeing him covetously, Grim was still living a carefree life.
If the other side forced him too much, he could even give up on the Steel City in the Exodar Camp. Grim had retreated to the Fire Elemental Plane, which would not allow a large scale invasion from the outside world. If the enemies wanted to cause trouble for Grim, they could only infiltrate the Fire Elemental Plane themselves and search for him like finding a needle in a haystack.
If the Fire Elemental Plane was not safe, Grim did not mind abandoning everything and wandering the galaxy.
In any case, with his abilities, he could go anywhere he wanted. It would not be that easy for the other side to force him to his death.
Moreover, he was alone and had nothing to worry about. He would not stay behind and fight to the death for a mere territory. It was this relaxed state of mind that allowed him to attack and retreat at will that gave him his freedom.
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