The Demon Hunter Knights that had held on for so long were finally defeated!
The core leadership was wiped out in one fell swoop, bringing them nothing but despair.
Edward died in battle, Anthony died in battle, Alva died in battle, Joseph died in battle … The list of casualties was shocking, and now with Niyinte's name, it was enough to destroy the confidence and will of the Demon Hunters to continue fighting.
Although Daniel, Benson, and the other two Magic-breaking Knights were not dead and were still fighting the two evildoers, the Demon Hunter Knights were still alive. But to save them, the Demon Hunter Knights first had to get rid of the hateful vampires and evil insects, then charge through the densely packed Elemental Puppets at the entrance of the valley.
After that, they still had to fight the terrifying fireman who came out of nowhere.
The low and desolate retreat horn sounded once again.
The Demon Hunter Knights retreated, and even their companions who were entangled with them were no longer there!
The Demon Hunter Knights who used to be arrogant and full of mettle were now like stray dogs who had lost their spirits. They ran away with their tails between their legs, their faces full of humiliation. The desolate forest was filled with their fleeing silhouettes and the sorrowful cries of their demon colts.
However, before they could completely escape this terrifying battlefield that made them heartbroken, a terrifying howl suddenly came from the sky above the forest. Huge black shadows streaked across the treetops, announcing their arrival to the world with a horrifying neigh.
The Demon Hunter Knights who were already frightened by the mere twang of a bowstring had a bad feeling in their hearts. They whipped their demon colts with all their might and charged left and right in the forest, hoping to use their speed to get rid of the terrifying black shadows. Their will to fight and spirit had been shattered, and they did not even have the thought of stopping to test the enemy's strength. They only wanted to use their demon colts' speed to charge out of this land of nightmares as soon as possible!
But not long after the ominous creature above them descended, a group of terrifying monsters that struck fear into their hearts suddenly appeared from the forest in front of them. Judging from their appearances, they seemed to cover all the powerful creatures that could be found in the Greenland Forest. Although they were not the same species, they all had one thing in common, and that was a pair of dark green eyes …
Grimm stood at the entrance of the valley, looking in the direction where the Demon Hunter Knights fled.
In the sky above the deep forest, he saw the Wyvern Knights circling in the air. The interior of the forest was covered by a sea of lush trees, and he could not see what was going on. But if the Wyvern Knights were mobilized, there must be other wizards as well.
It seemed that even though Wizard Cogan had rejected Grimm's request for help, he still had his own arrangements in the dark. Seeing that Grimm and his men could not defeat all of the enemies in one go, he could only jump out from the shadows and join in!
Eager to seize their spoils of war, Cogan Cogan Cogan Knight Cogan and Knight Cogan also had a difficult time. No matter which battle circle Grimm tried to approach, he would be met with angry roars and stern rejection from the other party.
It couldn't be helped. Any Knight who was killed by Grimm and the Flame Lord's dual fire element spells would end up with nothing left of them. This was something that made Mary and Entich extremely resentful!
Otherwise, if they could take down the 14 Magic-breaking Paladins in one piece, it would be a huge improvement for them!
Therefore, the remaining four Magic-breaking Knights on the battlefield had become their exclusive territory. Any outsider who tried to get close would be attacked by them.
From this, it could be seen just how terrifying the two of them who had fallen into the thirst of their bloodline were!
After looking around and making sure that his battle was over, Grimm finally exited his Balrog form.
When the crimson lava peeled off his body and the molten lava gradually cooled down, Grim let out a pained groan towards the sky.
In today's battle, he had been at the forefront of the battle from beginning to end, so he had suffered the most attacks. The Elemental Demon Mantis didn't have physical senses and wouldn't feel mentally exhausted, but he did. He could!
When he transformed into a Balrog, most of the damage he suffered would be covered by the magma he absorbed, but the pain was still clearly left in his memory. After transforming into a Balrog, his vitality had been greatly improved. Therefore, the injuries on his body were covered by his powerful regenerative abilities, so he didn't feel any pain.
But now that he exited the Balrog form, his vitality began to rapidly decline. The pain from the physical injuries he'd shielded from the battle gathered and assaulted his mind. Grimm, who prided himself on being calm and strong, couldn't help but let out a painful groan.
However, the battle didn't just bring him pain. Grimm could vaguely feel that his spiritual force had greatly increased after advancing to become a Magus. The source of this increase in strength clearly pointed to the laws of the plane.
Although he was a Magus from another plane, after analyzing part of the plane's laws, he was able to obtain the corresponding feedback from the plane's consciousness through bloody slaughter. It was a special feeling that was hard to describe, but it also felt like a strange energy that he had never deeply understood.
It was this mysterious feedback that had greatly increased his spiritual force!
As an invader from another dimension, he was definitely hated by the consciousness of the plane. However, in this mysterious world where the laws of the plane covered him, as long as his actions met the basic requirements of the laws of the plane, even the controller of the plane, the consciousness of the plane, would not be able to stop Grimm from obtaining the rewards he deserved through the laws of the plane.
It had to be said that when a hazy consciousness of a plane weaved a perfectly self-consistent plane world with the power of the entire plane, the layers of densely packed laws of the plane would also ensnare the plane itself within it!
Grimm was slaughtering its people, but it could only follow the laws of the plane and give Grimm a corresponding reward. What a preposterous thing this is! However, in a material plane where the will of the plane had been born, this was something that couldn't be more natural!
Hatred was still hatred. The hazy will of the plane might be able to push the world in a certain direction through those who could understand its will, but it couldn't overturn or change the laws of the plane it had weaved.
Moreover, this was a small plane of knights, and the will of the plane itself was muddled. It wanted to form a clear and intuitive idea and then pass it on to its people, and such a difficult task was definitely not something it could do.
Even the Sorcerer World, which had matured and grown many times stronger, couldn't do it, let alone a small plane like this!
That was why Grimm and his people had openly invaded this plane of knights, but they didn't worry that "it" would tell the strongest of the plane in their dreams and come here to fight.
It wasn't that "it" didn't want to, but "it" couldn't!
The newborn will of a plane was like an immature baby in its womb. It might have instinctive reactions to things that were highly dangerous, but it didn't have the clear consciousness and intuitive reactions of an adult.
That was why although the strongest of the plane had grasped some of the laws of the plane and sensed the existence of the will of the plane, it was difficult for them to establish a stable and clear spiritual connection with it. They might be able to sense the restlessness and anger of the will of the plane, but it was difficult for them to understand the source and root of the matter.
At this time, top-notch prophets were rare and precious!
That was why top-notch prophets were the most valuable strategic assets in the various material planes, and they were highly sought after by large organisations.
Unfortunately, due to the dedication of the Demon Hunters in this plane, it was difficult to find a prophet who could clearly see the future of the plane. Of course, this was also because Grimm was ignorant and inexperienced. If not for the great rank 6 Magus making a move behind the scenes, their Magus camp would have long since been exposed to the strongest beings of this plane!
That was why, although the great Grade 6 Magus sat cross-legged in the camp all day, his existence was of great significance to the Sorcerer's outpost!
It was difficult for Grimm to have a clear sense of all this.
He was now completely immersed in his own spiritual world, silently looking at the statistics of his body that the A.I. Chip had gathered.
[Grimm, Grade 1 Human Elemental Magus. Elemental constitution, fire specialization. Strength: 1.5, Agility: 0.8, Vitality: 1.4, Spiritual force: 1.3.]
It had only been half a month since he came to this plane, and his strength had increased by 0.1, his vitality by 0.2, and his spiritual force by 0.4.
Such a terrifying growth was rare after he became a Magus.
Even if he persisted in deep meditation every day, the increase in his spiritual force would only be three or four digits after the decimal point. If not for the help of the A.I. Chip, he would have thought that he had stagnated!
Without exceptional talent and a large amount of precious resources, most Magi could only rely on daily hardship to increase their spiritual force.
It was no wonder that Anderson and Corgan were still Grade 1 Magi even after advancing for hundreds of years. If they followed the normal route, they would have no hope of becoming Grade 2 Magi. The main deciding factor was the slow growth of spiritual force.
With the help of the A.I. Chip, Grimm's efficiency in deep meditation was many times that of others. If even he found it hard to endure the tortoise-like growth of his spiritual force, others would have long since fallen into despair!
At this moment, Grimm could empathize with Magus Anderson's feelings. If it wasn't for the daily torment that was driving him crazy, he wouldn't have been able to make such a resolute decision that left no room for negotiation.
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