Garen? Akadas, the Orc God of Massacre, Level Seven. He was also one of the Gods under the command of the Orc God Ash.
Unlike the Gods of other Pantheons, the Orc God System advocated violence and bloodshed, so all of them were extremely proficient in fighting. They were simply beasts born to fight. As long as there was a war, their fierce and cruel figures could be seen at the frontlines of the war.
It was precisely because of this style that the entire Orc God System was involved in all the Gods' Wars. Moreover, when fighting, they were almost unafraid of death, and always fought with their original bodies.
The Orc God System's Gods were already strong, and they often fought with their original bodies. When they encountered the weak God Incarnations or Clones of the other Pantheons, they were invincible. Therefore, the Orc God System was also one of the top large Pantheons in the World of Gods, and the ordinary Pantheons could not compare at all.
This time, the Witches of Death were ordered to destroy the Johnson Dimension, which was equivalent to slapping the Orc God System in the face. Therefore, it was not surprising that the Orc God of Massacre made an appearance, and put on a posture as if he wanted to break into the Johnson Dimension and kill all the witches in one fell swoop.
Level Seven!!!
For a medium-sized existential plane, a Seventh Stage God was simply too powerful.
This God of Massacre Garen's original body was a sturdy Orc that was tens of thousands of meters tall. He wore a heavy and crude black full-body armor, and the weapon he used was a huge double-sided axe.
Just as Garen, the God of Massacre, was desperately tearing apart the Plane Barrier and trying to force his way into the Johnson Plane, a huge Frost Arrow crossed the void and hit his body.
The Frost Arrow shattered, and the extremely cold air that burst out from it dyed his black full-body armor blue, forming countless crystal clear frost flowers.
"Garen, our battle is not over yet! Are you in such a hurry to escape? " Compared to Garen's huge body, the mysterious Witch that appeared later was simply negligible. However, the powerful Witchcraft that she casually activated made this God of Massacre Garen feel bone-chilling, and it was difficult for his body to move.
The sudden sneak attack made Garen, who was stuck in the Plane Barrier, even more furious and manic. He roared furiously, "Otis, you only know how to run away. If you have the guts, fight me to your heart's content!"
Roaring was one thing, but Garen would never dare to endure the attack of a Level Seven Witch and slowly enter the Johnson Dimension even if he had ten times the guts to do so.
Therefore, the God of Massacre Garen could only withdraw his body in anger and turn around to face the terrifying witch who had crossed the void.
Just as Garen had described, the Level Seven Witch named Otis turned into an ice sculpture the moment she saw him chasing after her. She shattered into pieces and disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he was already nearly a hundred li away.
The outer realm was so vast that it could accommodate all these terrifying experts fighting to the death inside.
On the other hand, Garen's main body was tens of thousands of meters tall. As he strode forward in the Void, each step he took was more than seven to eight miles in Plane Space. Therefore, he raised his double-sided ax high and roared loudly as he quickly chased after the witch.
The figures of both parties gradually moved further and further away in the outer realm, and soon disappeared without a trace.
As for the huge crack that Garen tore in the Johnson Dimension's barrier, it began to shrink and heal under the effect of the Plane Healing Power. The outer realm Void Storm blew into the interior of the Plane through the Space Crack, bringing a devastating blow to the surroundings of Drywater City.
The void was not void!
The outer realm Void looked empty, as if there was no matter, but there was surging Magical Energy. The powerful Magical Energy filled this outer realm Void, and then under the guidance of a strange force, it flowed and vibrated freely like a magic tide.
All matter in the outer realm Void would be constantly being scoured by the Magical Energy. If there was no Plane Barrier, it was almost impossible for so many intelligent creatures to be born inside the Material Plane. Even the so-called mountains, rivers, vast lands, and rock formations would be crushed under the scouring of the Magical Energy Tide, and eventually spread to every corner of the Multiverse.
And it was precisely the existence of the Plane Barrier that allowed the Material Plane to isolate the energy invasion of the outer realm Void, and there was a relatively gentle space for nurturing life. Otherwise, no life could be born under the attack of the Void Storm day and night, let alone realize the diversity of the Plane's races.
Therefore, when Garen tore a crack in the Plane Barrier, the Void Energy that rushed into the interior of the Plane from the crack brought a terrible disaster to the living creatures and the earth around Drywater City.
A series of terrifying void tornadoes quickly formed around Drywater City, constantly sucking everything on the ground into the energy storm, tearing and twisting everything into fine particles, and throwing them thousands of miles away.
Under the erosion of the Void Energy, the sparse green on the earth quickly faded, and all the fragile lives died one after another under the Chaotic Magical Energy.
The entire earth became dead silent!
Drywater City, which was right below the Space Crack, also suffered from the disaster, and became the place where the Void Storm attacked the most. The layer of Elemental Barrier that covered the sky and the earth broke instantly, exposing the entire Drywater City to the energy storm.
If it was not for the War Wizard's Pagoda that held up a few small shields in time to protect the important facilities in the city, the loss of the Witches of Death would have reached a shocking level.
But even so, the places where the magic barrier couldn't protect the undead were blown away by the raging energy storm. Their bones and flesh were corroded, and they were instantly blown into pieces. Rows of Dead Souls fell down, first turning into piles of bones, and then quickly turning into ashes, swirling all over the sky.
And the square where the Teleportation Portal was located also held up a Magic Shield, finally blocking the surging Magical Energy.
Grimm looked around, and looked at the terrifying scene in front of him that was like the end of the world, full of shock. The feeling in his heart was indescribable.
This was the terrifying damage that could be caused by Great Wizard Level Wizards!
Their every move not only harmed the creatures of the Plane, but also the Plane itself.
One could imagine that even if the Level Seven God of Massacre Garen successfully destroyed Drywater City through the Plane Barrier, the damage he would bring to the Johnson Plane would not be small.
If he was not careful, the damage he would bring to the Johnson Plane would be far greater than the Witches of Death!
Now that Garen had been lured away by the terrifying Northern Witch, the Plane War would continue to go on.
Unless the Witches of Death's plan was destroyed, or the attacking Orcs suffered a heavy blow, this Plane War would never end!
The Plane War would always end with the defeat of one side. This … was actually the most realistic scene of the Plane War!
Shaking his head and sighing silently, looking at the Teleportation Portal that had stabilized again, Grimm no longer hesitated, and stepped into the Teleportation Portal …
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The other end of the Teleportation Portal was naturally still on the huge square in Wilning.
The witches returned one after another, and after a brief greeting, they left Wilning one after another.
This kind of Plane War that gathered all the elite combat power of the Northern Witches might be very novel to Grimm, but to most of the Northern Witches, it was nothing more than a normal thing.
Although there were still internal conflicts among the Northern Witches, when it came to external expansion, they worked together and united as one, which was a rare sight. In contrast, the Central Continent, where the Sorcerer Families were located, seemed too disorganized, always giving people the strange impression that they were in a state of disunity.
Grimm stepped out of the Teleportation Portal, simply stabilized his mind, and returned to normal again.
To be honest, after experiencing the carnage and destruction of the Johnson Plane, he had returned to the peaceful Sorcerer World in the blink of an eye. This huge contrast made Grimm feel as if he was trapped in a strange dream!
Right now, he was the leader of a rising Sorcerer Family in the Sorcerer World, and his future was limitless. In another plane far away, it had become a slaughterhouse for the Orc Gods and the Witches of Death. It was not hard to imagine that when the Rotten Root sacrificed by the Witches of Death completely invaded the laws of the Johnson Plane, it would contaminate the plane's consciousness and corrode its origin.
That would be the moment the entire Johnson Plane would be destroyed!
This process could not be reversed, nor could it be stopped!
Although Grimm did not have any relationship with the billions of creatures in the Johnson Plane, he could not help but feel a little lost when he thought about how the creatures in the entire plane had become the sacrifices of some powerful beings who fought and exhausted each other under his own eyes.
Grimm would not feel any guilt for slaughtering hundreds and thousands of the natives of the plane, nor would he blame himself for it. However, when the number of casualties rose to hundreds of millions, even Grimm, who prided himself on having a heart of stone, could not help but hesitate.
Life should not be taken so lightly, and it should not be wasted for no reason!
Respecting life did not mean that he wanted to be a universal pacifist. It was just his attitude and way of thinking towards the creatures of the planes.
The multiverse gave birth to all kinds of planes, and the different planes gave birth to billions of creatures. Only when the number of creatures reached a certain level would the entire world show signs of vitality.
This … was perhaps the main axis of the multiverse's continuous development!
What Grimm needed to do was undoubtedly to align his development path with this axis. Otherwise, he would eventually become a member of the world that was spurned by it.
Just as Grimm was silently thinking about the path he should take, a message from afar interrupted his thoughts.
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