Three years of seclusion had not only given Grimm a complete recovery, it had also given him various hidden improvements to his strength.
His lost right eye had been restored, and it had been refined into the Eye of the Berserk.
The wizard beast that he had asked Magus Charon to create had also been completed.
The four rank 5 fire spells that the A.I. Chip had created were also completed.
More importantly, he had used a large amount of divinity to repair his body and upgrade his bloodline. The A.I. Chip had completely analysed the prerequisites for the fusion of laws. From now on, apart from short-range Flame Leap and long-range Flame Teleportation, Grimm now had an even stealthier and more nimble method of movement — Regulated Movement.
If Grimm was facing a high-ranked enemy, rashly choosing to use Regulated Movement would undoubtedly put him in danger. However, against enemies of the same rank or unfamiliar with the techniques of laws, using the system of laws to hide and move could be said to be terrifying.
Laws were formless and untraceable. Weapons and ordinary elemental attacks in the mortal world could not even touch them. This meant that without weapons of laws or high-ranked techniques of laws, it was impossible to harm Grimm in his state of laws.
However, Grimm currently only had complete control over two laws of fire: the Inextinguishable Flames and the upgraded Fire Clones. The Inextinguishable Flames was still a low-ranked one. It was extremely destructive against enemies below rank 5, but it was useless against enemies above rank 5.
After the Fire Clones had been upgraded, Grimm now had three clones that he could fuse and scatter at will. Each clone had 30% of his fire attack power. If they fused together, they could transform into a powerful flaming creature with 90% of Grimm's power.
Hence, Grimm had come up with a rather good method of battle.
He would hide in the space of laws and erase all traces, leaving the Fire Clones outside to impersonate him. Since their souls were connected, there was no need to worry about being seen through.
If an enemy attacked the Fire Clones, just when they thought they had succeeded, Grimm would suddenly appear from the space of laws and catch them off guard.
It was precisely because of these powerful trump cards that Grimm was so confident that he left his residence and once more set foot on the Planar Battlefield.
… …
The Shaka Plane, outer space.
The Kingdom of the Beast Gods.
In line with the Beast Deity's preferences and style, within the Beast Deity's kingdom was a vast grassland that stretched as far as the eye could see. Beastmen tribes were scattered all over the prairie, and in the center of each tribe stood a small statue of the Beast God.
In this magical, vast, and resource-rich Kingdom of God, there was never a lack of food.
The daily mission of all the tribes was to send out hunting teams to fight against all kinds of fierce beasts, birds, and monsters. After the victory, they carried the heavy spoils of war back to the camp, then lit a bonfire, roasted the delicious meat, sang and danced around the statue of God A * *, and drank to their heart's content.
Hunting, offering sacrifices, living and multiplying … These Orc petitioners who had escaped from the cycle of birth, old age, sickness, and death lived a happy life that all Orc believers envied. And their daily sacrifices and prayers also condensed into pure and firm power of faith, which slowly gathered through the statue to the Beast Deity's temple at the peak of the towering mountain in the center of the Divine Kingdom.
There, the great Orc Deity Master God, the Beast Deity with the great power of the eighth grade, sat on a tall throne in the center of the temple, silently surveying the Divine Kingdom that belonged to him.
Only he, the will of the Beast Deity, could freely stretch out in this tens of thousands of spaces in the Divine Kingdom!
Even the consciousness of the plane could not extend its power here in the slightest.
He was the king here! He was the god here! He was the ruler here!
Wherever the will of the Beast Deity extended, even the mountains and the earth would rise and fall according to his will … Everything in the Divine Kingdom was like a giant piece of plasticine to him, which he could carve and modify at will.
If he wanted a mountain, it would rise from the ground; if he wanted a river, it would flow endlessly across the earth; if he wanted cold, bone-chilling glaciers and snowstorms would fill the sky …
And what supported this miracle was the endless surging divine power inside the Divine Kingdom!
The power of faith of the petitioners in the Divine Kingdom and the ordinary believers of the plane world gathered into the Divine Kingdom through various means, and under the transformation of the divine spark in Ah *'s body, it became the noble and pure divine power of the Beast Deity.
And Ah *, who had divine power, was the absolute master of this space.
It was he who personally created this Divine Kingdom space most suitable for the Orc petitioners to live in, and thus allowed himself to step step by step onto the great divine power level!
Gods were immortal!
As long as their divine body was not destroyed by a powerful enemy, their divine spark taken away, and their will erased, the Beast Deity Ah * had an infinite life that could live and die with the multiverse.
Therefore, everything that a god thought about was fundamentally different from that of mortals!
At this moment, in the temple of the Beast Deity Ah * stood more than a dozen strange figures, tall and short, fat and thin. Most of their bodies were shining with the golden brilliance of divine power, and one could tell at a glance that they were the avatars of some god.
Only a certain person in the corner did not have the divine brilliance of a true god, and instead had the appearance of a dejected Orc.
At this moment, a slightly skinny orc god with extraordinary wisdom in his large eyes that were illuminated by divine radiance was speaking with fervor and assurance, explaining military strategies and tactics to deal with the sorcerers' invasion.
Unfortunately, the many Orc gods present were all ferocious and tyrannical, and clearly did not have the patience to carry out such complicated military operations.
"Is there a need to make it so complicated? Those human Magi are all soft eggs. If we gather our men and kill our way through, will they be able to stop us? "
"That's right. Moving around like this, the enemy didn't succeed. Instead, they scattered our forces …"
"That's right, if I were to say, we should follow the boss and move out with our main bodies to overturn the nest of this bunch of Magi. Let's see if they can still be arrogant! "
This group of muscular men were all sturdy and had outstanding combat power. In the past, even when they were outnumbered, they had never feared anything. They had always been uncouth people who would fight with their axes at the slightest disagreement.
Even though they had become gods, under the influence of divinity, their temperament had become increasingly uncontrollable.
Crude, cruel, tyrannical, impulsive, easily angered …
These negative words had been with them forever, and had become a label that the orc gods could not get rid of.
As if infected by the irritation of the other gods, even the Orc Sovereign God Ah * *, who was sitting on his throne with a golden saber, became restless.
"Those human Magi are becoming more and more arrogant!" Ah * *'s main body was a one-eyed male orc covered in heavy and crude black armour. Now that he was talking about the enemy, the huge eye embedded in the middle of his forehead blinked, revealing a deep hatred that was carved into his bones. "They destroyed the origin plane of Enus, and many of our faith planes. We will definitely take revenge for this! "
Hearing Ah * * mention this, Enus, who had been sitting in the corner without saying a word and had already regressed to a demigod, stood up angrily and waved his arms as he shouted, "Boss, tell us how to fight! I, Enus, will follow in your footsteps even if I have to risk my life … "
"Yes, I want revenge too!" God of the Hunt Howl, who had been pushed back by a grade by the Magi, also stood up, his eyes filled with unconcealable hatred. "We can send out an army of petitioners and destroy the Magi's troops!"
"Alright, let's do that!"
"Agreed!"
Among all the Orc Gods, the only grade 7 Orc War God that included the Land of Bloodshed, Kodar, could not help but stand up and stop him. "Sir, you can't do this! Don't forget, those elves and human gods are still waiting for us to reveal a flaw so that they can come and take advantage of us! If you attack rashly, our rear … "
"Shut up, skinny monkey. Do you think those weak elves and mediocre humans would dare to cause trouble for us? Hmph, if they really dare to come, I'll fight it out with them and see whose axe is sharper … "The God of Massacre Garen, who was also at Level Seven, spat. His face was filled with a ferocious and cruel smile, looking as if he would fight to the death with whoever dared to come.
"Yes, we will fight with them! I think we can scare them to death! "A few grade 5 and 6 Follower Gods could not help but wave their fists and make a ruckus.
"Ahem …" the grade 7 Orc War God Kodar could not help but sigh secretly. Once again, he felt desolate and sorrowful for his own identity.
The Orcs did not need any strategies or tactics at all. They just needed to gather their men and horses, roar a few words, and charge forward. This made him, the Orc War God who was preparing to develop war as his main Divine Position, extremely awkward and out of place with the other Orc Gods.
On one hand, he had to fight against the chaotic and disorderly divinity infection in the depths of his heart, and on the other hand, he had to try his best to suppress these violent and restless Orc companions. Kodar's heart was also extremely tormented!
However, the Orc God was a grade 8 Main God after all, and he could barely suppress the violent and unparalleled urge to fight in his heart. He said sternly to Kodar, "Kodar, tell me, where do those human Wizards plan to attack next?"
Kodar's face suddenly turned pale, and he knew that it was not good. However, the Main God was asking, and he could not gloss over it, so he could only answer honestly, "From the current situation of their troop movements, and their offensive posture …"
"Where?"
"It's your Shaka Plane!"
There was a sudden silence in the temple.
Then suddenly there was an earth-shattering roar of the Orcs.
"How dare you!"
"How dare you!"
"I think these Wizards are tired of living …"
The Orc God's clones were filled with anger, and the restless and surging divine power almost overturned the roof of the temple.
"War!"
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