The self-destruction of the Elemental Puppets had always been part of Grimm's plan.
It was just that Yurga had always acted too quickly and killed them in an instant, which was why he had not been able to carry it out.
Now, after killing eight terrifying Flame Demons in a row, even Yurga could not help but feel a little tired. Death's Gaze was extremely taxing on the soul. Even with Yurga's extraordinary spiritual force, he could not take it anymore after using it so many times in one go.
This was actually a normal situation in a battle between high-ranked Magi!
When low-ranked Magi fought, the battle would often be earth-shattering and drag on for a long period of time. Many times, the battle would drag on until both sides ran out of energy before a victor could be decided. However, battles between high-ranked Magi would not be like this. Usually, victory and defeat would be decided in a short period of time.
Those who were able to reach rank 3 all had powerful trump cards that surpassed their usual methods of battle. Once they decided to fight, they would not show any mercy. They would kill their opponent in the shortest time possible, so as to not give their opponent enough time to counterattack.
As a veteran rank 3 Magus, Yurga relied on his strange bloodline to possess the innate ability to kill someone in an instant. Relying on this method, he managed to obtain the terrifying and powerful title of 'Crow of Death' in the central continent.
Unfortunately, he had met an even more bizarre rank 2 challenger today!
Grimm was the head of the Crimson family and a powerful rank 2 Fire Magus. He also had the mysterious ability to transform into fire.
With the Inferno Domain and the large sea of fire, the Flame Demon he had transformed into seemed to have become one with the fire, making it difficult for Yurga to find his original body. The terrifying Balrog that he had secretly summoned charged towards Yurga in a frenzy.
If Yurga ignored the terrifying Flame Demons and focused on searching for traces of Grimm, the two Tier 2 Intermediate Flame Demons' attacks would be frighteningly effective. At the very least, Yurga would not dare to ignore them.
However, if he wanted to quickly kill the two terrifying Flame Demons, other than Death's Gaze, Yurga did not have any better methods. Of course, even without Death's Gaze, Yurga could still kill the two terrifying Flame Demons with just his strength as a rank 3 Magus.
However, this would give the two terrifying Flame Demons some time to prepare.
You don't need Death's Gaze anymore? Fine, then I will self-detonate!
Of the two terrifying Flame Demons, one was responsible for holding Yurga back, while the other unscrupulously rushed forward to self-destruct. In this way, although Yurga no longer needed to continuously exhaust his Soul Origin, he still had to endure the power of a Grade 2 Intermediate Elemental Puppet's self-destruction!
As Grimm's consciousness flowed through the sea of fire, he could sense the power of the Tier 2 Flame Demon's self-destruction through the shockwaves.
629 degrees!
This … was already an astonishing level of energy!
At the very least, when the sorcerer Yurga escaped from the mushroom cloud, his black robe had been burned to pieces. His face was black, and from afar, he looked like a ragged beggar.
Just as he was battered and exhausted, the terrifying Flame Demon that was in charge of protecting him roared and charged at him.
Rank 3 Magi were not so easily bullied!
Yurga angrily steadied himself. His scorched black claws clawed at the terrifying Balrog. A huge hand made of pure black fog slapped the terrifying Balrog's thick chest.
The huge hand made of black fog and lava collided, producing a terrifying sizzling sound.
The scarlet flames in front of the terrifying Balrog's chest that was half a meter thick suddenly stagnated, and a claw-shaped depression suddenly appeared. The depression was so deep that it seemed to have scratched through the terrifying Balrog's chest.
His chest was clawed through, and a stream of scorching lava spurted out from within. Along with the lava, a sparkling and translucent elemental crystal core shone with a five-coloured radiance.
However, at this moment, this elemental crystal core was flickering with a red light, and the fire elemental energy aura was violent and chaotic, as if it was on the verge of losing control.
Seeing this, Yurga coldly snorted, and his body exploded into crows that filled the sky, flying in all directions while squawking.
In the next moment, a huge flaming mushroom cloud exploded in the center of the arena.
The violent elemental flames formed a ring and rapidly spread outwards, quickly catching up to the fleeing Death Announcing Crows. Although the Death Announcing Crows had outstanding magic resistance, they could not withstand an energy explosion of this level. Immediately, over a hundred red-eyed, black-feathered Death Announcing Crows were scattered, exploding into wisps of drifting black fog.
Logically speaking, Yurga should have fled to the periphery of the Elemental Ring of Fire to reduce his energy consumption. However, this time, Yurga did the exact opposite. He actually charged into the sky above the fire core mushroom cloud, transforming into a huge Death Announcing Crow. His scarlet eyes fiercely stared at the trembling and churning sea of flames.
Hence, when the two new terrifying Balrog rose from the ground somewhere in the field of fire, Yurga did not hesitate to fold his black wings, dragging a huge tail of black smoke behind him as he dove down.
Just as he was halfway there, the two summoned Fire Demons had already locked onto his position with their heads raised. They raised their hands, and four streams of scorching lava shot towards him like four thick pillars of fire.
Yurga, who had transformed into a gigantic death crow, raised his neck and let out a piercing screech. The screech was so sharp and resounding that it could tear through one's eardrums. Even the void was visibly creased and rippled from the surging energy.
Wherever the sound wave swept out, the lava that was as thick as a pillar of fire instantly dispersed.
Yurga's figure suddenly accelerated, and under the cover of the black fog, he charged through the sky full of lava rain, arriving at the location where the strange spiritual undulation came from.
"Come out!"
Following Yurga's roar, a huge flock of Death Announcing Crows materialized from the black fog. Death Rays shot out in all directions with a series of buzzing sounds.
The huge sea of flames in the surroundings immediately dissipated, revealing the scorched ground of the arena.
At the edge of the sea of flames, a tall figure staggered out. It was obvious that his spiritual force had been injured by the Death Rays.
"Brat, since I've already caught you, don't even think of escaping alive …"
Yurga laughed sinisterly, and his figure instantly disappeared from where he was, dodging the flaming meteors that the two terrifying Balrog had hurled at him. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the tall figure, his hand wrapped in black smoke as he grabbed at the other party's chest.
Yurga's expression changed halfway through his grasp, and he panicked before exploding into thousands of Death Announcing Crows that fled in all directions.
Alas, it was too late!
With the tall figure at the center, an even more terrifying mushroom cloud of fire rose up, and most of the Death Announcing Crows were sucked into the ring of fire.
Evidently, Yurga had a cloning technique similar to the Insect Lich Bliss. As long as one of his clones survived, he would be able to protect himself. Hence, as the remaining two to three hundred Death Announcing Crows fled far away and reformed into Yurga's appearance, the crowd finally experienced the terrifying damage that self-destruction had done to him.
The black smoke protecting Yurga's body was already so thin that it could no longer cover his body. The surface of his shriveled body was filled with scorch marks and bloody blisters from the flames. Some of the carbonized skin even began to peel off, revealing the red and tender flesh and squirming internal organs underneath.
Yurga, who had been confident of his victory, was now as pale as a sheet. He covered the bloody hole in his chest with all his might and took out a bottle of green witchcraft potion from his waist pouch with great difficulty, pouring it into his mouth with all his might.
Strangely enough, the moment the potion entered his mouth, Yurga's heavy injuries immediately took a turn for the better.
Even the large wounds and scorch marks on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Without hesitation, Yurga took out many bottles of different coloured magic potions and poured them into his mouth. As the effects of the potion circulated, the injuries on his body quickly healed, and even his low spiritual force began to rise.
Even a Grade 2 wizard like Grimm could obtain the Moon Well Water from a foreign world. As a Grade 3 wizard, how could Yurga be lacking in life-saving potions?
However, the damage that the elemental flames inflicted on Yurga's body was obviously not as severe as the damage to his spiritual force.
Yurga had actually suffered such heavy injuries in a battle against a Grade 2 Fire Wizard. How could he possibly accept this? Furthermore, the damage to his reputation was already done. Even if Yurga killed Grimm now, the other Grade 3 Magi would not be able to change the 'astonished' gazes of the other Grade 3 Magi.
What was more frightening was that the person who self-destructed was not Grimm's main body, but a fire clone that he had summoned. However, Grimm had used some kind of strange spell to make the fire clone emit a spiritual force that was similar to his main body. That was how Grimm managed to trick Yurga to come close and kill him.
At this critical juncture where Yurga was distraught and infuriated, the two loathsome Flame Demons charged at him once again. The Rapid Fireballs and Bursting Fireballs in their hands rained down on Yurga's position like a barrage of cannons.
The rage in his heart could no longer be suppressed and exploded!
Yurga once again transformed into a huge death crow shrouded in black smoke, leaving a streak of black lightning in the air as he pierced through the bodies of the two terrifying Balrogs.
When he once again stopped somewhere in the void, the magma flames on his body were quickly extinguished by the black smoke. In his hands were two Demon Puppet Crystal Cores that flickered with a strange light.
Yurga's attack was too fast and too fierce, far exceeding the limits of the terrifying Balrogs' reaction.
The two terrifying Balrogs did not even have the time to react before Yurga forcefully dug out the Demon Puppet Crystal Cores that were hidden deep within the lava. If not for the protection of the Fire Barrier and the lava, which dealt considerable damage to Yurga, the two terrifying Balrogs would have died a miserable death.
Sensing the rapidly disorderly and berserk fire elements within the two Demon Puppet Crystallization Cores in his hands, Yurga let out an evil laugh. He clasped his hands together, and under the effect of the berserk tremendous force, numerous fine cracks appeared on the surface of the exquisite and perfect Demon Puppet Crystallization Cores, before exploding into beautiful fireworks.
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