The Wizarding Age

The entire nightmare castle began to tremble slightly.

It was as if a terrifying beast that had been sleeping for ten thousand years was slowly waking up, and the entire castle was filled with a bloody and cruel atmosphere.

The nightmare creatures that had been pouring in from all over the castle no longer rushed towards Grimm, but swarmed to a corner of the hall, where they gathered into a gray soft-bodied monster. And as the nightmare creatures continued to merge, the gray monster continued to expand and grow, gradually filling every gap in the corner of the hall, and squeezed towards Grimm.

"Ding, a 4th-level energy breath was detected... Preliminary judgment, the creature is a 4th-level primary!"

The prompt of the chip in his mind made Grimm's heart move slightly. Only at the beginning of the second stage, a 4th-level nightmare creature had appeared. How powerful would it be in the subsequent stages!

Grimm did not dare to let the other party grow so recklessly. He paused the witch staff in his hand, and a golden flame flow with a terrifying high temperature directly met the strange soft-bodied creature.

The golden flame flow and the gray monster collided with each other.

The hall was immediately filled with strange sizzling sounds of burning flesh, and a pungent and unpleasant smell quickly spread.

Squeak...

The gray monster seemed to feel pain and began to twist and struggle wildly.

Its body was too swollen, almost filling the hall, so the slightest movement caused the castle to tremble and shake.

The gray monster twisted its body wildly, throwing out a bunch of strange liquids that looked like snot. Once these liquids fell on the ground, they slowly bulged and deformed, turning into one after another guys similar to venomous slime monsters.

They dragged their sticky jelly-like gray bodies and crawled on the floor, approaching Grimm while spitting gray mucus.

Fortunately, Grimm had a burning field to block the enemy and a lava shield to protect himself, so he didn't have to worry about these numerous tiny creatures. However, their existence did hinder Grimm's battle with the gray monster.

The Book of Darkness held in Grimm's right hand began to flip with his mind, and every time a page was turned, a plague creature with the same ugly and ferocious appearance jumped out of it. These fearless servants rushed towards the "slime monsters" without hesitation as soon as they landed.

When the two sides approached a certain distance, the servant's abdomen, as big as a bell and drum, immediately burst, and the terrible plague poison tide plus hundreds of bones and skin fragments hit all directions like a storm.

The originally gray slime monster immediately turned purple, and even the movement and acid spitting movements became abnormally slow.

The most terrifying thing about nightmare creatures is actually the despair attached to their attacks, which can induce strong negative reactions from the enemy. But unfortunately, plague creatures are not flesh and blood creatures at all, so naturally there are no so-called negative emotions.

However, the plague creatures mainly rely on spreading the plague virus to attack the enemy. Now they have encountered nightmare creatures that do not eat this trick, and their attacks have become futile.

Each other's special means were ineffective against the other, so when the two sides collided, all that was left was a bloody and brutal close combat!

One plague servant after another pounced fiercely, and was either beaten into a sieve by the other's acid spray, or swallowed by the "slime monsters" and digested into a pool of black liquid, or exploded into a black smoke cloud, staining the enemy with a layer of green plague spores...

In the middle of the hall, the plague creatures and nightmare creatures fought hard, but also tripped up Grimm's steps in disguise.

Compared with the dire situation on Grimm's side, Mary's side seemed calm.

Perhaps it was Mary's special physique that caused this nightmare castle to show no malice to her, but instead vaguely resonated with her soul.

The message from Mary showed that she had found the clues to the soul core of Keslin and was groping deeper into the nightmare territory.

In this case, Grimm gave up his plan to join her and began to fight the nightmare creatures here wholeheartedly. As for Keslin, he was obviously in a deep sleep, in order to integrate the huge power obtained from the blood sacrifice.

The only thing Grimm could do now was to attract all the attention of the enemy to himself, so as to provide Mary with the possibility of sneaking into the deep layer of the nightmare territory.

Thinking of this, Grimm immediately transformed without hesitation.

The violent and ferocious red flames gushed out from every pore of his body, forming a blazing sea of ​​fire around him. His body was scorching and began to expand rapidly.

Molten Fire Giant...

Since he was promoted to the 4th level, only by transforming into the Molten Fire Giant can he carry the surging pure flame energy and the mysterious and mysterious fire law in his body!

Ordinary human bodies can handle small scenes, but once they want to fight with all their strength, the flesh and blood shell can't bear the power of the powerful fire law. Before he could hurt the enemy, the Law of Fire might have melted Grimm's flesh and blood.

Of course, this was also related to Grimm's failure to completely master the Law of Fire. If he really made the Law of Fire a part of himself, how could fire hurt fire!

The Molten Giant that Grimm transformed into was twelve meters tall, which was not something that the small castle hall in front of him could bear.

When he completed the transformation, his head had already touched the top of the hall. The terrible flames that swirled around him licked the floor and the ceiling frantically, burning them and crackling, but they did not melt into liquid lava like in the past.

After becoming a molten giant, many fire magic spells no longer required witchcraft spells. They were like a racial ability that could be triggered with a wave of the hand.

Grimm strode forward, and the flames around him swirled and expanded frantically, instantly bringing the entire hall into the range of the burning field. At the same time, an inexplicable heavy pressure surged from all directions, colliding and entangled with Grimm's spiritual consciousness, trying to suppress his overflowing power back into his body.

"Hmph..."

Grimm groaned, used the Book of Darkness to protect his body and mind, and invested most of his mental power into the Fire God Pearl. Immediately, a stream of violent and fierce magic flames began to blow to every corner of the hall like a swirling hurricane.

The gray monster in front of Grimm immediately suffered the terrible flames!

So what if it was a 4th-level nightmare creature!

Under the continuous attacks of the two artifacts, the gray monster's body was burned black and its size became smaller and smaller. Even if more nightmare creatures continued to merge, it could not change its current situation of rapid shrinkage.

However, just as Grimm was madly beating the gray nightmare monster, a new prompt from the chip in his mind suddenly appeared.

"Time is up! About to enter the third stage of the nightmare territory..."

As soon as the prompt sounded, the situation in front of him changed strangely again.

The 4th-level primary gray plague monster suddenly exploded!

The huge gray body exploded into a mass of soft liquid, smeared every corner of the hall, and quickly merged into it.

The next second, the entire nightmare castle suddenly revived.

Dense gray biological matrix overflowed from the floor, rock wall and ceiling, and quickly blended together. For a moment, the entire hall, except for the area controlled by Grimm's burning domain, was completely covered by this biological matrix.

They swelled up and down, and the surface was full of wet mucus and wrinkled lines. From a distance, they looked like the intestinal walls and acidic solutions of flesh and blood creatures.

And Grimm was obviously the "food" in their intestines!

In the corners and secret rooms of the castle that Grimm could not see, one by one, the fleshy cocoons that seemed to be randomly piled up with flesh and blood were swelling up and down in a regular manner, and rhythmically. In each cocoon, you can see some strange and weird biological embryos floating in the pale green liquid.

When Grimm's violent and unparalleled flames raged in the nightmare castle, the monsters in these cocoons couldn't help but become restless and crazy.

Those who were already mature or nearly mature could not wait to tear open the film, and crawled out of the turbid yellow pus juice. They shook their ugly and twisted bodies, raised their ferocious heads, sniffed with their noses, and immediately roared and rushed towards the direction of the flame.

Standing in the hall, Grimm, who was cleaning these annoying flesh walls, suddenly raised his head and sensed silently. He could clearly feel that the tyrannical atmosphere in the environment was getting stronger.

In addition to the cruel and tyrannical atmosphere, a strange emotion that could make people's minds decay was growing deep in the soul. Just like the law of fire can generate flames without any combustion aids, this strange emotion can also break through the human mind defense line, plant the seeds of despair in the human mind, and then water it little by little.

And the nutrients for its growth are all the negative emotions in the human mind!

This means that in the nightmare territory, as long as your mind is not completely cold, the other party can use the power of the law to stir up your negative emotions and let your mind and wisdom gradually sink into darkness.

The only law that can fight against one law is another law!

The Book of Darkness in Grimm's hand supported a light of law, barely repelling the negative emotions bestowed by the nightmare territory. However, unknowingly, Grimm's dark pupils were gradually covered with a layer of dark red light, and his spiritual luster began to become a little dim.

At this time, the creatures fighting with Grimm were no longer ordinary nightmare creatures, but this nightmare castle that was gradually reviving. As for those nightmare creatures that continuously launched attacks with the help of the flesh wall, their individual levels have also soared to the intermediate level of level 3.

This made it much more difficult for Grimm, who was seriously injured and not yet recovered, to deal with it!

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