A Sorcerer's Journey 560 Falling Star I

A tidal wave of more than ten million Bloodprint Creatures managed to work their way up to the bottom of the Dagutha Magnetite Star, where they clung stubbornly. For those who made it to the top of the Magnetite Star, however, they were faced with heavy resistance from the defending Magnetite people. Nonetheless, these creatures threw themselves into the jaws of death and seemed to have encroached themselves in every nook and cranny of the Magnetite Star. It should be kept in mind that these were just one portion of the entire inexhaustible force of the Bloodprint Creatures.

The river of blood formed into a makeshift bridge that closed the gap between the Magnetite Star, that hung high up in the sky, and the ground. And on this bridge, hundreds of millions of fleshly beings were squeezing against one another in an attempt to overwhelm the Dagutha Magnetite Star with sheer numerical superiority.

Even for a Stigmata Sorcerer who relied on the Soulfire powered by the Mana Pool, control of Soul Slaves on such a grandiose scale was completely impossible!

In Grimm's personal opinion, it did not make sense that such an endless flow of Bloodprint Creatures were all under the Evil Blood Dreadlord's command, as the Magnetite people had speculated. This was because such a scenario would go against the Endless World's fundamental balanced law. A creature that possessed an equal standing to a World Lord that was able to control the entire world?

Somehow, there had to be a deeper reason for this.

"Young master, this river of blood is making me… very uncomfortable. It's currently absorbing some form of emotional energy, which, deducing from the Magnetite peoples' language, must be Hate Energy. Even from this distance, I can feel that cold and ominous signal given off by it."

Hate Energy?

It sounded like it had something in common with the Dark Devourer Infernal Spirit Giant's Hatred Devouring ability.

Little Myna flung the dried fruit it was previously enjoying into the Dimensional Gap before turning to look at that blood-red river that connected the earth to the sky.

"It must've been a Level-5 creature."

Grimm mumbled as he picked up on something from the river of blood on his senses.

Grimm was not so sure as to the differences between a Level-4 World Lord and a Level-5 World Lord. But what he was completely sure of, was that the low-level Sorcerers around him were all not strong enough to resist such a seismic being.

Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble…

The Magnetite Star was desperately trying to break its connection with the river of blood so as to put the invasion to a halt. Subsequently, the infinite, inexhaustible Magnetite Ray was constantly clashing with the cold and menacing river of blood. From time to time, hundreds of so-called Bloodprint Creatures on the violently rocking river of blood would get caught up in the clashing energy waves, and the explosions that followed ripped them into shreds like paper. The Magnetite people positioned near the river of blood were not exempted and suffered similar consequences as well

The laws of this world…

For some reason, Grimm suddenly felt in his senses that although the Magnetite law was currently the strongest law of this world, it was not this world's principal law. Instead, it was this river of blood that was inciting this world's Principal Energy.

Contrary to what he was told, the Dagutha Magnetite Star's Light of Constellation, who was now desperately fending off the invading force, was only utilizing its innate Magnetite abilities.

Something's wrong!

Grimm suddenly realized the inconsistencies in his train of thought. Could it possibly be that Magnetite Energy was never this world's Principal Energy to begin with?

Proceeding from that, was the Dagutha's Light of Constellation's ability to conjure up an endless stream of Magnetite Energy not enough evidence to prove that it represented this world's Principal Will?

Why on earth was he feeling this World's Principal Energy coming from that river of blood?

At the moment, this all seemed way too complex for a low-level Sorcerer like Grimm to comprehend. The quest to get to the root of Grimm's questions would have to be postponed.

But this all did not matter!

What mattered was… whether or not Grimm would be able to cough up one thousand seven hundred and fifty Sorcerer Essences to pay for the damages done to his own Demon-Hunter Castle to the Holy Tower of Seven Rings.

Although he was a Sorcerer with a Rank-1 Honor Badge, the rewards Grimm reaped would never be the same as what he had from before. Instead of being rewarded for the individual missions he had completed, this time round, his rewards would be provided in the form of a lump sum which was determined by the proportion of effort he dedicated to the overall Demon-Hunting expedition. In other words, this entire Demon-Hunter expedition was like a great big mission that rested upon Grimm's shoulders.

Though, this did not stop him from using his brain and accepting extra tasks on the side.

For example, Grimm used his special position as an excuse to meet the Grand Peak's Light of Constellation, with whom he managed to secure a secret deal.

The main objective for the Sorcerers participating in this Demon-Hunting expedition was to exterminate every one of the Evil Blood Dreadlord's clone bodies. However, the rewards for such a mission were by no means generous. In Grimm's under-the-table contract with the Grand Peak's Light of Constellation, his part of the deal was to hunt down and seal the clones of the Evil Blood Dreadlord, where he would then be handsomely rewarded with one hundred Magnetite Stone Essences for each one brought back. It was also worth mentioning that each of these Magnetite Stones would be standard in terms of their quality and size.

The Magnetite Stone Essence was one of the key alchemy components to making the Void Fortress's outer layer.

A hundred of these standard-cut Magnetite Stone Essences would roughly be equal to the value of one hundred Sorcerer Essences, which was to say that Grimm needed seventeen of the Evil Blood Dreadlord's clones to pay off his debt when he returned to the Sorcerers World.

Whoosh, Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

Dozens of mechanical bees numbly dodged the incoming obstacles from the clashing titans which were the river of blood and the Magnetite Star. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of elite Dark Sorcerers were deployed onto the Dagutha Magnetite Star, and the mechanical bees once again disappeared into the horizon, leaving just as abruptly as they had arrived.

The aim of these elite Dark Sorcerers was not to halt the Dagutha Magnetite Star's fate of destruction, but instead, to simply collect samples of their enemy for research purposes.

The first reason for this was that the Sorcerers World's Principal Void Fortress and its many Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had yet to anchor down stably in this world. More time was still required for them to consolidate their structures here.

The second reason, and the more important reason, was that a strong Magnetite World was not what the Sorcerer Coalition wished for!

What the Sorcerer Coalition wanted was a Magnetite World that could develop peacefully and bow down without hesitation to the Sorcerer's Will, nothing more.

Whoosh!

Grimm tucked away the Starfall Reconnaissance Craft and started making his way to ground zero of the massive battlefield. Amidst the violent collisions between the icy-cold river of blood and the infinite strength of the Magnetite Star, Grimm sailed through the chaotic energy ripples like a small canoe through the cascading waves on a stormy ocean.

The powerful winds messed up Grimm's black sorcerer's robe as well as his shiny blonde hair as Little Myna clung fretfully onto his shoulder. Raising the Sabbatic Goat Staff into the air, the peaceful eyes beneath the Mask of Truth observed the ground surface where the battle was inching closer by the second. Then, he yelled out in a low tone.

"Repulsion!"

Buzz…

Invisible ripples spread from his feet on the surface of the Magnetite Star, and soon after, a few weakling fleshly beings started bursting open.

Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat!

The strength of these weaklings were comparable to human Knights from the Sorcerers World. Somehow, they were so weak that they were unintentionally killed by Grimm's energy ripples that had been released effortlessly.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The sudden turn in events here seemed to have attracted the attention of many of the defending Magnetite people. One after another, orbs of light flew over and looked at these fleshly creatures, which had sprung from some unknown location, with surprise. While their faces were burning with hostility, Grimm took his time and revealed a turquoise-colored Magnetite Stone.

"You are the Sorcerer the Grand Peak summoned from the faraway Sorcerers World?"

The largest orb amidst the Magnetite people exclaimed in astonishment.

Despite its size, Grimm could feel that this Magnetite person was merely a Level-1 creature.

It was obvious that the upper echelons of the Magnetite people knew that the Grand Peak Magnetite Star had intended to contact the faraway Sorcerers World to request for their help.

"Caw caw caw caw, if you all can't continue holding onto this rock, you can safely retreat to the Grand Peak Magnetite Star! Rest assure for the mighty Sorcerers World will restore order to this world! Joining the Sorcerer Coalition is the smartest move you Magnetite people will ever make, caw caw caw!"

Myna laughed arrogantly on Grimm's shoulder.

Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak…

As the surrounding Magnetite people lowered their guard against Grimm, a team of more than a thousand half-meter-long bugs charged toward their position. The enemy was so close that Grimm could see the black and white patterns on their bodies, which pervaded with a blood-stained signal.

"So this is a Bloodprint Creature huh?"

Grimm's eyes lit up as they were locked onto his mission's goal.

Chapter end