As monsters that had lived for hundreds of years, the Harpies had long since lost their heart, throat, chest, and abdomen. However, the brain was the host body of a broken soul. Once it was destroyed by an enemy, their soul would also perish.
Thus, sensing the emptiness and weakness in his chest, Simba's ugly face flashed with hatred and malice. His malevolent face became even more twisted and vicious.
As the master of this swamp, Simba relied on his tough skin and sharp poisonous claws, as well as his many subordinates to contend against the Swamp Crocodile. Its fatal teeth and claws could directly tear through half-inch thick armor, and the poison hidden in the gaps of its jet-black fingers could paralyze the opponent the moment it came into contact with flesh.
But unfortunately, like most of the swamp monsters, it did not have any good long-range attacks. It was very difficult for the Weakening Ray and Sleep Spell, which had a short range, to penetrate the basic magic defense. Thus, when encountering Alice who could fly and attack from a distance, even though Simba's physical quality was overwhelming, his lack of attack methods made him unable to retaliate.
Afraid of his opponent's untraceable witchcraft, Simba stamped his foot, and the giant lizard beneath him sank into the swamp without a word. Simba only revealed his head above the water, his fierce eyes staring at Alice viciously, without the slightest intention of backing down.
The furious Alice attacked again and again, but Simba, who had hidden most of his body, dodged all of her attacks. After all, her signature attack was too eye-catching. As long as one was a little more vigilant and moved away in time, one could avoid her spatial attack.
Alice tried many times, but all she got was some stinking sewage, which made her even more irritated. In one breath, she pulled out the rotten brains of seven or eight Harpies, scaring the rest into swarming into the swamp and disappearing without a trace. Only Alice and Simba were left in the vast Silt Swamp, confronting each other in the air.
Alice vented her anger, but she also found some of her shortcomings.
Her spatial witchcraft was indeed sharp and mysterious, but they were all focused on single-target attacks. They did not have the terrifying effects of large-scale and powerful elemental witchcraft. Perhaps this allowed Alice to possess a formidable destructive power in a battle against a sorcerer-apprentice of the same rank, but when faced with this kind of situation, she was somewhat powerless.
If she had mastered the Lava Fireball Spell, she would only need a few shots to turn the smelly pool under her feet into a boiling cauldron and cook the evil monsters in it. Unfortunately, she was too infatuated and confident in Space Wizard Spells, and she disdained studying those simple Elemental Spells.
Thus, when faced with today's situation, she was temporarily at a loss for what to do. She could not do anything to the hateful Onibabas who refused to accept the challenge.
If it had been the muscular man who came with her, he might have been able to use his physical advantage to force his way into the Onibaba's lair. However, Alice was a frail long-range sorcerer. If she were to engage in close combat with a large number of Demonic Hag in the quagmire, she would not be able to escape unscathed.
However, it was clear that Alice had already made up her mind to capture or kill Grimm. She only hesitated for a moment in mid-air before she once again erected the Spatial Barrier and crashed into the quagmire like a falling meteor.
Simba obviously didn't expect this little human loli who was blind in one eye to be so violent. He hurriedly commanded the giant lizard to sink deeper into the muddy water. His mouth was constantly emitting a high-frequency strange sound wave to summon his subordinates.
The muddy water surged and the quagmire, which had been calm just a moment ago, suddenly began to boil like boiling water.
Lines of water frantically surged towards the place where Alice had entered the water. Those were the giant lizards raised by the Onibaba. Each of them was more than five meters long and covered in tough scales. Apart from their sharp claws and teeth, they also had a petrifying ray that could only reach ten steps away. The Onibaba were also sinking and floating in the muddy water, desperately besieging the villain who dared to invade their home.
In the smelly muddy water, Alice was wrapped in an indestructible space barrier. Her only remaining eye was flashing with the light of hatred. She was using her unique witchcraft to kill every enemy that appeared in front of her.
Her right eye that had been bitten by a scorpion could be regenerated with a lot of sorcery, but she still could not swallow her anger. Although it was the despicable Insect Exorcist who had attacked her, the culprit was this strange low-level acolyte.
Her ability to sense the power of space, whether it was her innate ability or some kind of sorcery, could not be leaked out. Otherwise, if it fell into the hands of her enemies, the terrifying reputation that Alice had built up over a long period of time would be in danger.
As the two sides fought a bloody battle at the bottom of the quagmire, the whole muddy swamp became their battlefield. However, at this moment, the initiator of the battle, the low-level acolyte Grimm, was being carried into the nest by four Onibaba.
After the battle began, the four Onibaba dragged the completely petrified Grimm to the bottom of the quagmire and dug a hole in the muddy and stinky mud. Dragging Grim with them, they dove into the hole. The tunnel was filled with sticky and stinky mud, but it did not stop them from moving quickly.
They first swam for about ten meters, then slanted upwards. With a soft pop, they escaped from the muddy water and arrived in a damp tunnel. As they crawled forward in the dark and damp tunnel, a deep and hoarse roar came from the quagmire behind them. It sounded like Simba's battle cry.
The urgency of the battle forced Simba to roar continuously, summoning all the Onibabas in the swamp to join the battle. Even the walls of the tunnel they were in were trembling from the tremors.
The irascible and unintelligent Onibaba immediately became restless. The two Onibaba behind Grimm hissed a few times, then turned around and crawled back into the mud. Obviously, they had responded to their leader's call and joined the battle. The other two Onibaba roared a few times in anger, but they could only suppress their desire to fight and continue dragging Grimm's shoulders as they crawled forward.
The muddy swamp was the home of the Onibaba. They could soak in the mud and dirty water all year round, waiting for their prey to come to them. But it was inevitable that they needed a place to store their treasures. Rotten and smelly pieces of dried meat, broken and damaged leather armor, rusty weapons due to lack of maintenance, and some harvested plant roots …
These things would definitely corrode quickly if they were soaked in dirty water, so Simba, the leader of the Onibaba, dug a parallel tunnel at the bottom of the quagmire where his tribe lived, and set up a relatively dry nest in a place far away from the swamp.
And now, the petrified Grimm was sent to this place.
His eyes, ears, nose, and mouth were blocked by the stinky mud, and his entire body was petrified like a statue. But Grimm's consciousness did not slow down at all, and he could still sense everything that was happening around him.
There was finally a battle outside!
Through the faint tremors on the ground, Grimm could imagine how fierce and bloody the battle in the quagmire was. Although the Onibaba tribe led by Simba had an absolute advantage in numbers, and they were in the territory they were most familiar with, Grimm still did not think that they could do anything to the terrifying little loli.
They did not know elemental sorcery, and they only relied on their tough bodies to fight. The advantage they thought they had was a joke in front of Alice's paper-thin Spatial Barrier. As long as they could not find the hidden "secret door" above Alice's Spatial Barrier, they would not be able to break the supposedly indestructible Spatial Barrier no matter how hard they tried.
Unless they could use their absolute numbers to exhaust Alice's mental strength, they would not be able to win this battle. Therefore, while they were busy, this was the best time for him to escape as soon as possible.
Although Grimm's entire body was petrified and could no longer move, his mental strength was still unimpeded. Driven by his tentacles of mental strength, a pungent juice flowed out of the small reagent bottle he had hidden in his mouth. The juice flowed through his numb esophagus and into his stomach.
Grimm had been patrolling the periphery of the swamp tower for a long time, so he already knew all the natural abilities of the monsters around. How could he not prepare some countermeasures? This bottle of "Freedom of Movement" was a potion he bought from apprentices of the wizard tower at a high price. It was very effective against petrification and paralysis.
As the potion circulated in his body, Grimm's stiff body gradually became itchy, and part of his senses returned to his control.
After walking for about a hundred meters, they finally came to a slightly flat and dry cave. The narrow space was less than 20 meters in radius, and it was filled with a musty smell. The air was so dirty that it was almost suffocating.
The two Onibabas threw Grimm onto a pile of junk in the center of the cave and started yelling at each other. It seemed that they were arguing about whether they should join the battle or stay here to guard the "food". But just as the two 'people' were arguing endlessly, two fist-sized elemental flames began to burn in the darkness with two sizzling sounds.
The two Onibabas were stunned for a moment. Only then did they realize that the human who had been as stiff as a statue had stood up. In each of his hands was a small flame that was jumping and burning.
The Onibabas only had low intelligence, so they could not understand what was happening in front of them. Sensing Grimm's surging flesh and blood, they immediately roared and pounced at him.
The two small flames instantly exploded into two streams of sizzling hot flames, burning towards the two Onibabas. As the two sides crossed each other, Grimm's legs and legs became weak, and he knelt down in the damp cave, gasping for air. His clothes were torn, and there were four terrifying bone-deep wounds on his chest and under his ribs.
As for the two Onibabas, they slammed into the mud wall behind them, their thin and withered bodies collapsing to the ground. The flames that Grimm freely controlled went into their mouths and burned everything inside their skulls to ashes. The two Onibabas could not be more dead.
There was very little air in the cave, and after being burned by the elemental flames, it became even more pitiful. Grimm opened his mouth and gasped for air for a long time before he could catch his breath.
He was seeing stars, and his body was in a lot of discomfort. The scratches from the Onibabas' dirty claws did not hurt, but instead felt numb and itchy. This made Grimm's heart sink. Damn it, the attacks of these Onibabas were all poisonous!
Grimm struggled to swallow a bottle of antidote, and his mind calmed down a little.
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