The Wizarding Age

In the depths of the star sea where the magic tides are vibrating.

A medium-sized strange plane is floating up and down, drifting in the void along a strange route.

Through the translucent plane membrane, you can vaguely see that the inside of the plane is dark and deep, as if there is no sunlight. The gray and black color on the earth is thick, and there is no green plant at all, let alone any trace of life.

The entire plane seems to be dead, emitting a thick, disgusting smell of corruption and decadence...

With a cracking sound, a void crack outside the plane membrane opened strangely, and a strange figure wrapped in a heavy cloak came out from it, staring at the plane in front of him in a daze.

This is a human male who is more than two meters tall, tall and mighty, with black hair and black pupils, a straight nose and a wide mouth, and a red light flashing in the depths of his eyes. He is wearing a gorgeous and precious silk robe and a thick traveler's cloak on the outside...

The person who came is naturally Grimm, who just left the wizard world.

He looked around and found only this floating plane nearby, so he knew it was the target he needed to visit.

Grimm stretched out his right hand and flicked his finger. A striking red light hit the plane membrane, which immediately spread out like ripples on the water.

Not long after, the plane membrane in front of him opened, revealing a small crack that could barely accommodate Grimm, and the latter went in without hesitation.

This is a typical corpse plane.

The entire internal space of the plane has been completely transformed into a negative energy space that is most suitable for the survival and growth of undead creatures. There are no sun, moon, stars, white clouds or blue sky in the sky. All you can see are layers of dark and heavy lead clouds.

There is no green on the earth, let alone the existence of life. ,

Everywhere you look, there are devastation, and everywhere is the lingering miserable wind and the smell of corruption and death.

As if sensing the fluctuation of the breath of life, the originally empty and corrupted land suddenly uttered a hoarse wail of "ho ho ho". The originally dark and decaying soil on the earth broke open one after another, and corrupt zombies in rags emerged from it.

They gathered in groups, waving their arms to form a forest, and chased Grimm with strange cries, looking like they were thirsty for blood and wanted to eat bones and flesh.

Grimm stood in the air ten meters above the ground, not caring about what was happening below him. He just scanned the world with his red eyes, slowly deciphering the strange and mutated plane laws here.

There was no way, this had become a kind of survival instinct for him.

No matter where he was, seeing the world, analyzing the world, and breaking the rules had become a habit. Only after breaking the rules and putting everything around him under his control could he feel at ease and bold to stay there.

Perhaps he was annoyed by the crazy and ignorant zombies below him, so Grimm frowned and snapped his fingers with his right hand.

The next second, a mysterious flame emerged from the void and accurately found every zombie below.

Tens of thousands of zombies...

Tens of thousands of zombies...

They were instantly swallowed by the mysterious flame and turned into ashes without even a chance to struggle in pain, but the ground where they stood could not even find the slightest scorch mark. Only the smell of burning and the carbon ash were left in the air...

Since he had the power of "authority", Grimm's control over the flames has become deeper and deeper, and his every move has a sense of returning to nature and making light of heavy things.

In the past, he could easily kill the scum under him with a flick of his finger. But the killing scene was either full of fire and flames, or the earth was collapsing and lava was flowing. How could they deal with these scum without any smoke and fire like now?

And this is the embodiment of power, and even more so the proof of strength!

As soon as the flames came out, thousands of zombies turned into ashes in an instant, and those zombies farther away were also frightened.

In common sense, zombies are immortal and have no sense of fear.

But the rule of "authority" is above the laws of the plane, and even zombies, such undead creatures, can feel the majesty hidden in it.

Frightened by the majesty of "authority", all zombies rushed to a place ten thousand meters away from Grimm and dared not go deeper. They pushed and shoved each other, threatened and roared at each other, and would rather squeeze into a pile of meat lumps than step into the invisible boundary.

Just as they were pushing and shoving, unable to move forward or backward, smoke and dust rose in the distance, and a large army of undead rushed here.

The rotten zombies that were originally crowded together scattered and dodged, leaving the passage.

The undead army suddenly stopped outside the boundary, and a death knight perched high on a skeleton warhorse rushed to the front, crossed his arms and bowed, saying: "His Majesty Congenus knows that you are here, and has specially ordered us to welcome you here. Please follow us to your Majesty's palace!"

Grimm glanced casually, and his heart was slightly moved.

The tall and mighty skeleton warhorse was two meters tall, with thick iron hooves and strong limbs. The dark and deep bones all over its body seemed to be cast from steel. At first glance, it was known that it was an invincible and peerless beast.

The Death Knight on the horse was wearing an ancient and old black armor, with all kinds of scratches on the surface of the armor. The full-face helmet was tucked under his armpit. The muscles on the exposed face were gone, and the shriveled skin was attached to the skull. Two balls of scarlet and fierce soul fire were burning in the deep eye sockets...

Through the scanning and perception of the chip, Grimm instantly recognized that this was actually a demigod-level Death Knight.

You know, this level of undead is rare even in the hands of top-level liches. That demigod lich was willing to use it to welcome guests...

It seems that before they met, Congenus had already started to show his strength and wanted to shock him initially...

Grimm was not afraid of this.

Although his body was only at the fifth level, the same level as the Death Knight in front of him, but with the "authority" in hand, the combat power he could exert was far superior to that of ordinary demigods.

This was also the key to his courage to go to the appointment alone!

As a demigod lich, Conganus was able to completely transform this medium plane into his own corpse plane, so his own strength should not be underestimated. And after he was promoted to demigod, he trained and cultivated a direct subordinate of the demigod level. With such strength, even Grimm couldn't help but look up to "Half Eye".

Of course, it can only be "Half Eye", not "One Eye"!

Because Grimm is not unable to do it now, but he doesn't want to do it.

After Grimm was promoted to the sixth level, he still had three fragments of the godhood in his hand. If he used all means to catalyze, he could instantly give birth to three direct subordinates of the demigod level.

Unfortunately, with Grimm's cognition and foresight, he would never do so.

First, the fragments of the godhood are not easy to obtain.

Now that the "Beast War" has ended, there is no systematic wizard war group. Let Grimm go alone to hunt the gods of the world of gods. This is no less than a dead end, and there is no possibility of success at all.

This means that Grimm has lost the safe way to obtain the fragments of the Godhead, and the fragments of the Godhead in his hand will be used up one by one, and it is impossible to get them again.

And the uses of the fragments of the Godhead are extremely wide.

Whether it is to create a magic weapon or to transform oneself, the fragments of the Godhead are the indispensable main materials.

This also makes Grimm dare not easily consume the last three fragments of the Godhead.

Besides, Grimm can place his body in the plane of fire elements to recuperate, and his human body runs around in the outside world, relying on a fragment of the Godhead hidden in his body.

It is precisely because of the existence of this fragment of the Godhead that Grimm can easily maintain a hidden connection with the body of the fire element plane. At the critical moment, he can also borrow the sixth-level power from the body with the help of the fragments of the Godhead and the Fire God Pearl.

This is the real reason why he can drive the "power of fire" with his demigod body!

He himself thinks that the fragments of the Godhead are not enough, so how can he be willing to use them on his subordinates.

The place where Conganus received Grimm was the Death Temple that he had just built.

A special place where a giant statue of Conganus was erected, for high-level undead under his command to pray day and night and hold large-scale sacrifices...

It can be seen that Conganus has begun to contact the power of faith and is trying to climb to the level of the sixth-level lich god.

Of course, Grimm is not optimistic about this.

After all, the group of liches is a kind of creation that is rejected and despised by all planes!

The plane laws are very strict and harsh for their promotion. Almost no lich can jump to the sixth level in one fell swoop through the way of deification through faith. Except for the strange lich in the world of gods, he successfully promoted to the only lich god in the entire multiverse by secretly bypassing the rules and restrictions by joining the magic goddess.

Perhaps its success has ignited a glimmer of hope for all demigod liches, and even Conganus built the Death Temple without hesitation, trying to follow the old path of the lich god.

The fact that Conganus chose to meet Grimm in his own Death Temple also showed that he valued and was cautious about Grimm's visit.

In the high and oppressive Death Temple, Conganus abandoned all his subordinates and drove the demigod knight out of the temple before he began to talk with Grimm.

After not seeing each other for nearly a thousand years, Conganus's appearance had changed dramatically.

As a lich, the flesh and blood around it had long been eroded by the negative energy that followed it like a shadow, and the only remaining loose dry skin had been trained into a magical creation. The bones all over the body were crystal clear and white like jade, and were also refined by the lich into an immortal body that was immune to low-level magic damage.

Conganus was covered in jewels and gems. All the places that could be inlaid with magic gems and mysterious creations were shining with magical auras that blinded people and dogs. He was wearing a top-grade lich robe, which was also shining with auras and full of enviable treasures.

His powerful soul was hiding deep in his skull, and he was secretly sensing everything around him through the two high-level gems inlaid in his eye sockets...