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Chapter 711

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"Lord Ulthar, I won't blame you if you Dark Witches want to retreat in advance!"

Under everyone's gazes, Grimm, who was dressed in a bright red Magus robe, frowned slightly. He spoke calmly, as if he did not care about the loud rumble that was getting louder.

"Grimm, why are you guarding a tree so stubbornly? Although Alice is the leader of the Fate Witches, she only has the strength of a pitiful Grade 1. She doesn't have much say in the Northern Witch Council. So, if you're willing to join us, I promise you that our leader will give you more resources, a bigger territory, and better development. You see … "

Although Ulthar was a little anxious, he was still willing to fight for his family against an outstanding wizard like Grimm.

In recent years, the development of the Northern Witch Group in the central continent had not been smooth. If they could get such a talented and ambitious wizard to join them, it would undoubtedly be a great help to their family.

Hearing this, the expressions of Sophia and Chave, who were the deputy leaders of the Fate Witches, turned extremely ugly. However, they did not have the strength nor the qualifications to argue with a Grade 3 Dark Witch. They could only look at Grimm with ashen expressions, wondering if he would be moved by her.

"Three more minutes!" A gentle smile appeared on Grimm's youthful face, "We'll know the result in three minutes. Don't you want to wait a little longer?"

Ulthar opened his mouth, wanting to persuade him again, but he was interrupted by a huge rock falling from above.

The rumbling sound was getting closer and closer. The violent sword energy shot out by the Fairy Swordmaster struck the nearby passageway, causing a huge mountain roar to reverberate in the narrow space. It was so loud that it hurt one's eardrums.

"I can't wait any longer …" A ruthless expression flashed across Ulthar's face, "I won't stay here to die with you. We Dark Witches are going to leave first! "

At her command, the remaining three Dark Witches gathered around Ulthar. A dark shadow, as thick as ink, appeared and enveloped them. The entire area was filled with strange, distorted shadows.

After a few moments, the shadows dissipated, and the Dark Witches could no longer be seen.

The only remaining Destiny Witch was someone who had just been promoted not many years ago. She obviously couldn't adapt to the situation in front of her. Looking at the dark witches who quietly escaped into the shadow plane, she could not help but show an envious expression on her face.

The young Destiny Witch's face was filled with anxiety when she thought about how she had to stay here and wait for their leader, who no one knew whether she was dead or alive.

"What about you guys?" Seeing everyone's expression, Grim calmly said, "I won't force you to stay. If you want to leave, you can leave now."

Under Grim's burning gaze, the Wind Wizard Desella, Medusa, Goblin Tigule, and Dragonman Zachary all bowed and said in unison, "We pledge our lives to follow you, sir!"

On the other side, the Blood Knight, blood elf, and Winlier stood silently behind Mary. Their expressions were calm, as if they were following Mary's lead.

"Why are you looking at me?" Mary rolled her eyes at Grim. "Of course I'm with you!"

Grimm's tensed face finally relaxed a little as he said in a deep voice, "2 minutes!"

Time was ticking away …

The time that no one usually paid attention to seemed so long and torturous at this moment!

Everyone held their breaths and focused, silently listening to the loud rumbling coming from not far away.

The Sword Saint of the Elves had obviously opened up a passage through half of the mountain and was heading straight for them. Judging from the sound, it was only 20 to 30 meters away from where they were.

Following the Sword Saint's violent aura, the mountain trembled even more violently. The dust that fell from above almost buried everyone on the spot.

In order to avoid being detected by the Sword Saint of the Elves, everyone did not put up a magic shield. They only relied on their bodies to resist the rocks that kept rolling down from the ceiling. The air in the passage became more and more polluted. The suffocating dust filled the air, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Fortunately, none of them were weaklings. Not breathing for an hour wouldn't kill them.

However, waiting anxiously and blankly made them feel even more tormented. They did not know whether they would escape successfully or die tragically. The more it was like this, the more panicked and helpless they became!

"1 minute!" This time, Grimm used a mental message to send his voice into everyone's ears.

Suddenly, a stone slab on one side of the rock wall exploded with a loud bang. Then, a dazzling and dazzling saber light shot out from inside. The blade light sliced through the crowd silently, directly piercing through the body of a Blood Knight and the left arm of the Ice Maiden, Cheff.

In the next second, blood splattered everywhere.

The Blood Knight immediately exploded into a cloud of blood, while the Ice Maiden's left arm slid off silently at the shoulder. A warm fountain of blood spurted out from the wound.

Cheff only let out a pained cry before holding it in. However, the thick smell of blood still spread out, and was sensed by the Sword Saints of the Elves who were frantically searching for them.

"Attack!"

Just as everyone's scalps went numb and did not know what to do, Grimm roared. He first condensed a huge lava fireball and threw it towards the wall where the blade light had come from.

Hence, in the next second, concentrated spells rained down on the nearby rock wall.

The violent attacks caused a new collapse, and the Magi all hugged their heads and scurried away in the narrow area, trying to avoid the huge rocks that fell from the sky. Although the entire process was extremely dangerous, they finally managed to block the Sword Saint outside.

However, how many attacks from the Sword Saint of the Elves could this thin wall of rock withstand?

Just as everyone was feeling uneasy, the door that had been sealed for a long time suddenly opened. A beautiful and elegant figure stood within, silently examining everyone.

"Thank you, everyone!" Alice's familiar, cold voice rang out. "I've already leveled up! Now we can escape! "

Grimm took a step forward and exchanged glances with Alice. Seeing her resolute nod, his tensed face immediately blossomed into a gratified smile.

In the next moment, Grimm waved his hand, and six brown demon puppets' crystal cores landed on the ground. They quickly condensed into six huge rock pythons.

"Quick, quick, quick … Get into the stomachs of the rock pythons … We have to leave through the underground …"

Ever since he had advanced to become a Magus, Grimm had not used these low-grade rock pythons that only had the strength of high-ranked acolytes. However, at this moment, they were quite suitable to be used as mounts!

The Magi had jumped from the despair of being attacked by a powerful enemy to the joy of escaping from a hopeless situation. They did not even have time to adjust their emotions before they were swallowed by the rock pythons with their mouths wide open.

The Magi were treated better, with each of them having a rock python. Mary's Vampire followers, on the other hand, could only 'regretfully' share a rock python.

After swallowing everyone, under Grimm's command, the rock pythons burrowed into the soil beneath their feet. They followed the path between the mountain and the wall and dug frantically into the depths of the earth. The last rock python swayed its thick body and slithered into the hall of the dragon nest, swallowing the piles of magic gems and glowing magic weapons in big mouthfuls.

When an earth-shattering explosion sounded from outside the cave, the rock python reluctantly gave up on the rest of the dragon's treasure. It crashed into the wall and frantically chased after the group.

After three flicks of his fingers, Agassi, the Elven Sword Saint, walked into the cave with large strides, his body covered in a dazzling golden light.

Looking at the five or six one-meter-wide holes in the ground and the empty hall of the dragon nest, he angrily roared towards the sky.

As for the dragon's treasure in the center of the hall, he did not even have the interest to look at it.

For the first time, as a grade 4 Elven Sword Saint, Agassi was secretly shocked by the cruel and ruthless methods of these Magi from another world.

… …

The Rock Serpent slithered through the ground silently.

Through the cracks on the rock python's body, Grimm could clearly see that the solid soil was smoothly pushed to the sides of the python's body. The rock python was like a fish, swimming freely in the middle of the rock stratum.

Huge rocks appeared from time to time, but were quickly left far behind.

After all, the rock pythons were only high-level apprentice magic puppets, so they could not go too deep underground. Otherwise, even the rocks formed by the earth element would be crushed by the huge pressure.

After following the rock stratum for a while, the group of rock pythons turned around and began to dig diagonally into the ground.

Grimm and Alice shared the same rock python.

Alice straightened her body and stood in front of Grimm, silently watching the rocks, worms, roots, and other strange things that flashed past in front of the rock python.

"Endor is dead!" After hesitating for a while, Grimm finally spoke hesitantly.

"I know …" Alice's reply was cold and calm.

"You know about it?" Grim was surprised and asked subconsciously.

"I knew before I advanced …" Alice did not turn around, her tone still as calm as ever.

However, Grimm, who was familiar with Alice, frowned slightly. It was obvious from her calmness that he could sense the violent turbulence under the ice.

Grimm reached out and held Alice's shoulder, feeling her body tremble slightly.

"If you want to cry, then cry to your heart's content!" Grimm said sadly.

Alice still did not turn around, but Grimm could faintly feel the great pain in her heart.

The path of pursuing power was a lonely one.

There were many times when one had to pay a huge price to obtain power. And this price wasn't something that anyone could afford!

"Grimm, can I ask you for a favor?" Alice finally asked after a long time.

"Tell me …"

"If you have power one day, I hope that … you can destroy this plane for me!"

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