In front of the Saint-ranked mountain gate.
The Evernight Priest maintained his umbrella posture and stood upright. He had not made any movements since he arrived at the foot of the mountain.
On the other hand, the Gold Saint was a little restless.
Firstly, it was because of the destruction of the Blacksmiths in the competition, which affected his state of mind.
Secondly, the Saint-ranked that he had attracted had some private changes and was planning to kill Grimm.
"Father Lysos, these transformers that you have trained are not bad!
The two who have successfully advanced are very unique.
The guy who wore a mask and rushed to the first place is essentially no different from the Blacksmiths in our world … If he can persist until the end and come into contact with the miracle, there is a high probability that he will become a qualified one. Then, our mission will be completed successfully.
As for the other little guy, he seems to be a little special in the vortex.
It's a pity that he has been completely absorbed by the crazy Mantis Demon. Otherwise, I would still want to bring them back. "
As expected.
The Saint could monitor the overall situation of the [Ascension] through certain means.
Han Dong was climbing the mountain and the scene of him being absorbed by Grimm was a panoramic view.
After the last battle, the Gold Saint only had Grimm in his eyes.
From the Saint's point of view, the crazy Grimm only treated his competitors as' prey '… He would let the prey go for a period of time before hunting and enjoying the thrill of it.
He also knew that Grimm was not interested in the miracle and was only here to cause trouble.
Once someone had completed the ascension, his mission as the Saint would be completed. By then, he would start to kill …
The Priest's voice came from the darkness.
"Not bad indeed. I hope that [Z] can go on smoothly and be recognized by the divinity of the vortex." The voice was unusually calm, as if it did not matter.
"If you can get a Grandmaster Transformers in your world, you will be recognized by the Saint-ranked Saint.
You will all be recognized by the Saint Realm world, and will be able to live there with us. Any individuals who are inclined to live here will be accepted by us.
As for you, Father, as an important middleman in this event, you will be received and rewarded by the Blacksmith Mountain … Moreover, we will make an exception and grant you some authority. "
"Thank you, Saint."
"However, other than the above official matters, I have a personal request … I hope that when the qualified one appears, you can help me with it."
Seeing that Father Evernight didn't say anything, he just stood there quietly.
"This guy called [Christopher J. Green] should be a very important youth in the Hybrid Demon World. The strength he displayed in the competition has far exceeded the average level of his level.
Such a little fellow would definitely have many life-saving methods.
I hope Father can join hands with me and quickly kill him … I am willing to owe Father a big favor. "
The priest still replied in a very flat tone, "Killing Grimm will lead to a series of serious consequences, even pushing the rotation of the 'World Gear'."
"Haha, isn't that even better? The [God] in our world was already prepared, or else he wouldn't have accepted this burden from fate.
Since we have the Saint Realm and the Immortal Realm, we naturally have more experts who have touched upon the truth.
If the world's cogwheel really did speed up because of this kid's death, it would only speed up the destruction of the Hybrid Demons. "
Hearing this.
The priest in the darkness paused for a moment, adjusted himself, and returned to his normal state.
"Alright, if you really want to get rid of Grimm, I will do my best to assist you."
"Haha! Alright …
In the best case scenario, I hope that we can kill all of the Hybrid Demons involved.
After all, there are a few Hybrid Demons with good talents, if they are given enough time to develop. Although it won't affect the world's situation, it will bring a certain amount of damage to our combat power. "
"I will listen to your arrangements."
Perhaps it was because of the hatred towards Grimm, or perhaps it was because of his many interactions with Grimm.
Compared to before, the Golden Saint's way of thinking and action seemed to be a little 'crazy' … Of course, he didn't feel that way, he just wanted to kill Grimm and other related Hybrid Demons.
…
The ascension was still in progress.
[Z] was obviously in the lead.
He was even twice as far as Grimm who was in second place.
However.
The further he went, the slower [Z]'s speed was obviously, even less than half of the initial speed.
It wasn't because he was rushing too fast at the beginning that his stamina decreased, for Z's stamina was almost unlimited … It was a kind of 'perception limit'.
The Saint Realm – the materialization staircase to the truth.
Although it helped the individual to clear the path forward, it couldn't spoil things by excessive enthusiasm.
The individual also needed to gain enough perception during the ascension. Only when they reached the basic requirement of touching the truth could they wait to reach the peak.
Obviously, [Z] had not reached the final stage of atavism.
He needed to slowly achieve 'transformation and progress' in the latter part of the ascension process. Every time he stepped on a step, his body would be distorted to a certain extent.
About two hours passed.
[Z]'s two legs had become 'cone-shaped meat piles', his speed was almost the same as a normal climber's.
At the same time, about two hundred meters below him, he could vaguely see a figure.
Grimm who was originally a long distance away from him had appeared.
Moreover, he appeared to be unusually relaxed. His hands were behind his head, and he was whistling an unusually crazy tune. He walked up with a leisurely jog posture.
Another half an hour passed.
[Z] who was deeply immersed in perception suddenly came back to his senses, an extremely exaggerated smiling face had appeared beside him.
His forehead, temples, and his entire back were all covered in cold sweat.
He wanted to throw out a punch, but he relied on his survival instinct to retract his fist.
Z was still very clear that once he threw out a punch, he would undoubtedly die.
"Nicholas's teammate, right? It seems that you haven't completely passed the 'late stage of atavism' … otherwise, I really can't catch up with you.
Don't be afraid, I won't kill you.
Also, don't worry, I'm not interested in the so-called miracles and the divinity in them.
I just want to go up first and see what the peak of this bullsh * t Saint level is like, why it can be connected to the Gate of Truth … At the same time, I also need to be the first to touch the statue to complete a bet.
Don't worry.
Follow your pace and slowly come up … At that time, I'll be the audience to see how you accommodate the divinity.
Come on, I'm very optimistic about you. "
After that, Grimm kindly and amiably patted Z's shoulder and continued to trot up the mountain.
And Grimm's way up the mountain was very special.
Every time Grimm stepped on a step, he could see that the soles of his shoes were full of swirling threads, even trying to entangle his feet.
But this transformation given by the Saint level couldn't affect Grimm's body, showing a kind of 'defiant posture'.
It completely rejected the 'adaptation and transformation' of the Saint level.
This scene made Z stunned for a long time.
He used to be the strongest atavism in London, but now he felt like a frog at the bottom of a well.
However, this also strengthened Z's idea of wanting to become stronger.
Regardless of whether the final result would lead him to abandon his identity as a Hybrid Demon, he had to seize this opportunity to change … He wanted to go to a higher platform to take a look.
…
However.
Just as everyone was busy with their own tasks, a voice suddenly rang out.
Han Dong was constantly falling between the caves in Grimm's body …
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