Beautiful! Beautiful! Vampires were indeed the nobles of the night! Even killing people was done with elegance and calmness. It was so artistic!
Grimm could not help but praise in a low voice. Then he threw the Flame Spear in his hand again. This time, his target was a guy with five skulls hovering around him.
The Flame Spear suddenly exploded and took away two of the skulls, which made the apprentice furious. He waved his black staff at Grimm, and invisible curses kept attacking him.
Grimm commanded the native hunter to block all the curses for him, while he focused on attacking the necromancy apprentice.
Curse attacks, carrion flying insects, voodoo skulls, bone spears, Blind Eyes … The spells that the apprentice could use were really eye-opening for Grimm. If it was not for the help of the chip's elemental vision, he would not have been able to defeat the necromancy apprentice even if he had nine lives.
The only things that he could threaten the enemy were his Flame Spear and the native hunter's earth spear. The lack of long-range spells made Grimm think that he needed to develop a magic puppet for long-range attacks from time to time.
Although Grimm was not strong enough to break the defense of the necromancy apprentice, the team behind him could. After gaining the upper hand in the battle, the unbridled and chaotic Witchcraft attacks put a lot of pressure on the Fallen Apprentices on the other side.
Many of the apprentices began to slowly retreat, unable to hold on any longer.
This was the basic pattern of the battle between the two sides.
First, the two sides formed a group formation and attacked each other with long-range spells like soldiers. Once one side could not hold on, the other side would collapse. Then, it would be a small-scale battle. Usually, the battle would break out between two or three apprentices, and the battlefield could be anywhere in the surroundings.
Finally, with the powerful spells of the two quasi-sorcerers on Kevin's side, the opposite side of the team collapsed!
The apprentices, who had lost their confidence in winning, turned around and escaped into the surrounding underground tunnels with their bodies full of injuries. It was obvious that they were running away like birds and beasts, with no intention of covering each other or helping each other.
Moreover, the six Fallen Apprentices were all on their own. There were no signs of them running away together.
On the long escape route to the Blissful City, perhaps the companions with ulterior motives were far more terrifying than the enemies chasing after them!
Kevin whistled, and the eight members of the team split into two groups, chasing after the Fallen Apprentice.
A Quasi Sorcerer and Kevin set their sights on the enemy Quasi Sorcerer, while the remaining Quasi Sorcerer formed a separate team. The rest of the team members split into different groups and chased after the enemy into the darkness.
Grimm didn't greet anyone, and instead commanded the crocodile to chase after his old rival.
…
The dark tunnel was silent.
Alan once again activated the Ring of Agility on his right pinkie, increasing his speed by a few notches.
The rugged terrain in the shadows wasn't a hindrance at all. His thin and shriveled body seemed to possess boundless energy, supporting him to quickly pass through one cave after another.
The roads in the underground world were always winding, broken, and complicated. In every small cave or karst cave, there were countless narrow passages that could barely allow a person to pass through.
Taking advantage of his familiarity with the terrain, in less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Alan had escaped for three miles, passing through more than a dozen tunnels and caves.
When the glow of the Agility Spell disappeared from his body, Alan finally stopped. He leaned against a solid rock wall, gasping for air. His chest was so thin that his ribs could be clearly seen, and his breath was like a broken bellow.
Although the surroundings were quiet, Alan was still holding the black staff tightly in his hand.
As long as there was any sound or movement around him, he would be able to activate the white bone spear stored in the white crystal on top of the staff within half a second.
After gasping for a while, Alan finally stabilized his breathing. He listened to the road he came from, but he didn't hear any strange sounds.
Maybe he was lucky that no enemies were chasing after him?
Aaron let out a self-deprecating sneer.
Ever since he became a necromancy apprentice, his luck had never been good. It seemed that even the will of the wizarding world hated him, making him a pathetic abandoned child.
Although he didn't sense anything strange, Alan still felt very uneasy. In the silent darkness, there seemed to be a ferocious beast peeping at him, ready to swallow him at any time.
No, I have to get out of here!
Alan made up his mind. When he was about to leave, he realized that the wet soil under his feet had turned into a slowly flowing acid swamp. His feet had sunk into it without him knowing.
Damn it, it's the Acid Swamp spell!
Alan patted his neck heavily. The white bone necklace around his neck flashed, and two skulls with the ability to attack and defend appeared around him again. When he was escaping just now, in order to avoid attracting attention, he had turned off his personal protection, which was why he had fallen into the enemy's trap.
After experiencing the previous battle, his White Bones defense was clearly at its lowest level!
Under the corrosion of the dense negative energy, the acid swamp under his feet made a sizzling sound, and Alan quickly got rid of the Acid Swamp spell.
Two muffled thuds sounded. In the darkness not far away, a shadow that looked like a dark mountain began to move forward, and the earth element was even denser.
Damn it, it's that bastard who rode a mud crocodile!
That kid was so brave. He was only a middle-level wizard, but he dared to chase after a high-level fallen apprentice!
Aaron laughed sinisterly. He opened his mouth wide and spat out a large number of buzzing black insects from his dirty mouth. In the blink of an eye, they gathered into a black cloud and surged towards the huge shadow. He also quickly chanted a hoarse and unpleasant witchcraft spell. From time to time, a fist-sized skull would appear in his hand, and he would throw it into the distance with a pale green glow.
This kind of voodoo skull that he made himself would explode violently no matter what it touched. Apart from causing great physical damage to the enemy, it also had a voodoo attack. The terrifying voodoo poison was a compound poison that could even melt rocks.
But just as he was expecting to hear the screams of the enemy, a flaming spear suddenly lit up the entire cave and appeared in another position. Amidst the raging flames, a handsome young man was smiling at him, and the flaming spear was held in his hand.
"Don't … Don't kill me, we can talk …"
Alan looked at the flame spear in horror. The flame spear pierced the skull and exploded, and the blinding elemental flames swept toward where he was.
After three fingers, Alan staggered out of the sea of fire. He was in a miserable state! The little flesh on his body was burnt to a crisp by the flames, and half of the few magic tools he had were destroyed. The white crystal on the top of his cane had also been broken. The ghosts and vengeful souls that were bound by the necromancy spell began to escape one after another.
"Hmph, kid, do you think you can kill me like this? Today's matter is not over. The next time we meet, I … "Alan clawed the ground and cursed angrily. His right pinky finger began to emit a white light.
That was the light of an escape spell!
The spell hidden in his pinky finger was his last resort to save his life.
Seeing that he would be able to escape with two fingers, Alan's murky eyes shone with hope. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt the rock wall beside him move.
When he looked over in shock, he was shocked to discover that an incomparably huge eye was staring at him coldly. A huge triangular snake head, a wide mouth, jagged fangs, and a snake's tongue that flicked in and out … Everything that formed this terrifying giant snake was actually rock! Cold and hard rock!
Just as he realized all this, the giant snake opened its mouth wide and swallowed him whole.
After a long time, the cave finally returned to its peaceful state.
Grimm stood silently in a corner of the cave, not riding on the Demon Crocodile. In the battle just now, he used the Demon Crocodile Hunter to attract most of the enemy's attacks, and he took advantage of the situation to break the enemy's defense. In the end, it was the Rock Python that appeared for the first time that he killed it.
There was a slight tremor in the darkness. The Demon Crocodile Hunter came near him, and the Aborigine Hunter on its back had already melted, leaving only half of its body. On the other side, the rock rumbled, and a huge Rock Python slithered towards him. It opened its mouth and spat out a broken body.
Haha, a high-level Fallen Apprentice's head is in my hands!
However, the corpse of a necromancer was still scary. That was why Grimm did not do it himself. Instead, he waited for the Aborigine Hunter to repair itself before letting it search the enemy's body for spoils of war. Then, he let the Demon Crocodile Hunter swallow him into its stomach. After that, he swaggered back to the battlefield.
Some of his teammates who went out to kill the enemy had already returned. Only a few had succeeded, and most returned empty-handed.
It could not be helped. The underground world was too suitable for escaping. They could create a cave-in anywhere, and the pursuers would return empty-handed. Moreover, the Fallen Apprentices' life-saving skills were top-notch. Defeating them was easy, but killing them was much more difficult.
Kevin and the Quasi Sorcerer in the team could not kill the enemy Quasi Sorcerer. Instead, another Quasi Sorcerer successfully brought back a head. The remaining Advanced Apprentices did not manage to kill them, so when Grimm's Demon Crocodile Hunter spat out an enemy's corpse, everyone could not help but look at him in a different light.
A camp battle was a camp battle. Although Grimm took advantage of his opponents' unfamiliarity with him and 'luckily' won two battles, it did not mean that he was really that strong. However, when the corpse of the Fallen Apprentice appeared, everyone looked at him differently.
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