The Wizarding Age

There is no good person who can become a demigod lich.

Although Conganus is also a member of the Lich Alliance, once the Alliance cannot satisfy its crazy expansion ambitions, abandoning the Alliance becomes the only choice.

The Death God Cemetery contains something that Conganus must get. For this thing, it even turned against the Alliance and stabbed the organization in the back.

The Soul Devouring Dagger, a low-level artifact of the Undead, has the strange ability to kill living beings and devour their souls. When the soul energy is fully stored and injected into the undead body, it can create loyal subordinates of the same rank as the holder.

The Lich Alliance has already investigated the Death God Cemetery. This cemetery belongs to the losers of the God War who escaped from the world of gods. The owner of the cemetery is Geoffrey, a sixth-level undead god of the Olympian God System. It was defeated in the battle for the position of the Death God with another sixth-level god Thanatos. Not only was the kingdom of God destroyed, but even the believers were slaughtered.

In order to survive, Geoffrey could only choose to exile himself, and let the remaining fragments of his kingdom become a small half-plane floating in the depths of the vast sea of ​​stars.

Without believers, it can only choose to sleep for a long time to reduce the loss of divine power, and then wake up every few hundred years to find a suitable small plane. Once it finds a suitable plane and spreads faith again in it, it is possible to turn over.

Unfortunately, it is unlucky!

First, it was discovered by Misa, who made some arrangements to lure out Grimm.

But Grimm did not fall for it, and sold the news to the Lich Alliance, so a large number of demigod liches poured into the Death God Cemetery, turning it upside down and making a mess.

Geoffrey, who had very little remaining divine power, could only release the god evil sealed in the depths of the kingdom of God, and used the strange characteristics of the god evil to force back the greedy demigod liches.

Therefore, the demigod liches could only temporarily withdraw from the Death God Cemetery and find a way to deal with the terrible god evil. The reason why Conganus knew about the Soul Devouring Dagger was because this low-level artifact was the bread and butter of Geoffrey's fame.

Now, Geoffrey's body is sleeping in the deepest part of the Cemetery of the God of Death, and the Soul Devouring Dagger is naturally with him.

Conganus has only been a demigod lich for more than 500 years. Although he is also a big boss in the Lich Alliance, his ranking is not even in the top 30.

Before, the president of the Lich Alliance, Shane VII, had already expressed his determination to obtain the Soul Devouring Dagger to prevent other liches from coveting it. Those liches with insufficient strength naturally gave up early, but the liches who had the strength to compete with Shane were very dissatisfied.

However, no matter how dissatisfied they were, they did not dare to openly challenge Shane's authority.

Therefore, people like Conganus became greedy and wanted to win over a sixth-level strongman like Grimm to secretly get the Soul Devouring Dagger. As long as it has this artifact, it can produce more sixth-level undead minions.

At that time, it will no longer be afraid of other demigod liches, and even have the capital to compete with the entire lich alliance!

"I only want that soul-eating dagger, and I don't want any other treasures! The other spoils captured in the battle, whether it is the fragments of the godhead or the divinity, will be divided according to the ratio of 2:8, I will get 2 and you will get 8..." Conganas's frosty white soul fire with a faint chill trembled violently. Obviously, it has spent a lot of money to win over Grimm.

Grimm closed his eyes and meditated without caring.

This graveyard of the dead was once a trap set by Misa. Although it has been completely disrupted by the liches, it does not mean that there is no danger.

A sixth-level death god with little remaining divine power...

A sixth-level evil god who has no reason and only knows how to kill and devour everything crazily...

In addition, there are a few scouts arranged by the Lich Alliance outside the death god cemetery to monitor the movements there...

It is really difficult to eat such a combination, at least it is not suitable for Grimm's current state. Without solving the "erosion" of the flame will, the strength that Grimm can exert is really limited.

After thinking again and again, Grimm finally made a decision.

"When will the Lich Alliance try next time?"

"As far as I know, it should be three months later. They are trying to piece together a demigod-level undead god-killing team. You also know that the evil god can absorb the power of death. The more enemies around it die, the stronger it is, and the greater the improvement it gets. Therefore, the low-level undead sea is completely ineffective against it, and it can only rely on demigod-level guys to fight it..." Conganas hurriedly explained.

"You also know that the demigod liches have never had many high-level subordinates, and it is very difficult to raise a demigod team. Therefore, they are frantically coordinating and recruiting, and it is expected that the real war of killing gods will be launched in three months!"

"Three months..." Grimm thought for a moment and came up with an idea.

"Since they need three months to prepare, let's set the action time in two months..." Grimm decided: "You make some preparations and figure out the spies left by the Lich Alliance there. I will also prepare some suitable things. We will meet here again in two months!"

Kongenus was naturally overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly got busy according to Grimm's request.

And Grimm also left the corpse plane of Kongenus directly, turned around and flew quickly to another area.

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Moonlight Forest.

Seriously speaking, Moonlight Glade is not a regular main material plane, but a different dimension sandwiched between two huge divine domains.

It is precisely because of the strangeness of the space that demigod-level beings can also move normally here.

The area of ​​Moonlight Glade is about 500,000 square kilometers. The entire area is covered by a huge distorted and mutated forest, which is full of broken and distorted plane laws. It is a terrible place that is not suitable for plane creatures to survive.

The local natives living here include night elves, minotaurs, dryads, forest guardians (also known as tree shepherds), woodmaw bear monsters, broken spear trolls and countless mutant creatures.

According to legend, an evil god once died in the depths of Moonlight Glade, and the blood that flowed out eroded and polluted the entire forest, which caused a large number of evil and terrible creatures to appear in various parts of the forest.

The northern part of Moonlight Glade is the residence of the Druid Order, while the southern part is occupied by a large number of evil trolls. The battles and disputes between the two sides have lasted for thousands of years, and every inch of land here is soaked in hot blood...

A small bonfire was lit in a remote corner of the forest.

Grimm, dressed as a human hunter, sat by the bonfire, holding a wooden stick with a skinned strange rabbit on it, slowly turning it on the fire, waiting for the moment to be roasted.

Mist floated in the dark forest.

The tall and majestic ancient trees were intertwined with each other, and the branches that covered the sky covered the entire sky, making the forest dark and almost pitch-black.

Only the quiet moonlight sprinkled into the forest through the dense branches and leaves, adding a bit of mystery to the already quiet forest.

There are no normal creatures that can survive in Moonlight Glade.

After Grimm sneaked into this strange space from the space crack, the first 'monster' he encountered was this strange rabbit. It has fine scales like a fish, fierce eyes like an eagle, a forked tongue like a snake, and is as ferocious as a wolf...

However, no matter how ferocious and terrifying it is, it is just a first-level monster.

Therefore, it rushed out and stayed forever.

Grimm plucked its hair and skin, roasted it on the fire, and tasted it. It tasted the same as a normal rabbit.

It was also through tasting it in person that Grimm basically determined the species of this monster.

Grimm filled his stomach while thinking quietly.

There is a treasure of the artifact level 'Calm Pendant' here. This news was told to him by Alice, but it was limited to such vague news.

Grimm knew nothing about where this 'Calm Pendant' was placed and what kind of protection it had. He could only slowly explore it after coming here.

Therefore, the first thing to do when arriving here is to contact the local indigenous creatures, preferably intelligent creatures, from which you can get the most authentic and direct first-hand information.

So how to find these local intelligent indigenous creatures?

Just when Grimm was secretly worried, a strange rustling sound came from the forest not far away.

Something is approaching, and its strength is not weak, about level 2 or 3...

The mist floating in the forest seems to have the effect of shielding the perception of mental power. Even with Grimm's semi-god-level mental power, he can't sense the movement a hundred meters away.

What's more, he is now playing the role of a level 3 human hunter, so naturally he can't let people notice the abnormality of him.

"Who?"

Grimm stood up suddenly, and the big bow behind him had come to his palm without knowing when. A patterned alchemical wooden arrow was put on the bowstring, and the arrow was steadily aimed at a branch above his head.

There, right in front of the alchemical wooden arrow, a strange blue-capped troll slowly emerged.

It has slender limbs, a lean and strong body, a long curved nose, and strange indigo skin. It crouched on a high branch, carrying a wooden bow on its back and holding a javelin in its hand. It was leaning down and staring at Grimm with a ferocious and ferocious look.

Judging from its posture and demeanor, it will pounce down in the next second and fight fiercely with Grimm.

Grimm groaned, and the sharp arrow in his hand was like a flash of lightning, instantly shooting at the chest of the strange troll. He took a few steps back and took out the second alchemical wooden arrow from the quiver and put it on the bowstring.

Squeak...

The sound of the bowstring vibrating was still echoing in the forest, and the crossbow arrow had crossed dozens of meters of space and arrived in front of the strange troll.

The troll was full of disdain, and stretched out his hand to sweep away the non-threatening sharp arrow with the javelin in his hand.

But it had no idea that the moment the spear collided with the wooden arrow, the wooden arrow exploded instantly, exploding into a dazzling ball of fire.

The fire was not big, only one meter in radius, but it was enough to engulf the troll.