Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

There was an indescribable silence and sense of concealment in the room.

By opening the entrance gate of the Forgotten World searched for in the Book of Truth, this book that recorded Grimm’s endless failures could be regarded as a real tool, otherwise it was just a common experiment note.

At the beginning, the predecessor of the Book of Truth, the Book of Isotta, could easily open the spiritual Spectral World in the Tower of Ruins. It could also seal real-world creatures into the spiritual world that he simulated himself, thus forming a Spacetime Seal and gaining incredible power.

With the fall of Black Isotta Stigmata Sorcerer, the book of unknown material gradually disappeared and became the predecessor of the Book of Truth in Grimm’s hands.

“Come on, Curse of the Medium World!”

Grimm, under the Mask of Truth, was sombre and fearless, with his keen and sharp eyes of apparent truth penetrating through it. He waited quietly in the distorted restlessness of the natural light pulled by the Destructive Force of the Sabbatic Goat Staff in his right hand.

At this time in the Hydra Wrath Sorcerer Tower, although Grimm could easily summon a large number of foreign aid forces to break the curse, but this would merely solve temporary worries. It did not solve the problem in the long run.

If Grimm were to choose to leave the Hydra Wrath Sorcerer Academy camp and escape the spellcaster’s Curse Sorcery area, the further they were from each other better, then the opponent’s influence on Grimm would also become weaker.

But Grimm’s dignity as a Sorcerer would never allow himself to make such a choice!

Moreover, maybe this… was an opportunity?

The Medium World lied within the chaotic nature of information transmission. Any Spectral World was an extremely dangerous world of chaotic and absurd laws. Their entrance might be anywhere in the Endless World, because what constituted them was not material, but chaotic rules.

It was these Spectral Worlds that perfectly blended into the Endless Material World.

But for any creature in the Material World, even for an Eternal Dominator, it was extremely dangerous to fall into such worlds. If there were no ways to successfully escape from the Spectral World, one would be lost forever.

“Sorcerer? Kekekekeke, I am a real Sorcerer…”

A low and hoarse voice came from a mural on Grimm’s left side. The mural depicted a sacred and holy Sorcerer holding a baby. His kind and loving face was looking at the baby affectionately and full of warmth.

This was a painting from ordinary human beings.

But at this time, along with the hoarse and low voice, the holy Sorcerer on the mural snickered, revealing the sharp fangs in his mouth, and there seemed to be something else in his affectionate eyes. With the sound of the baby’s chirping cries, the Sorcerer actually swallowed the baby whole!

In the midst of the light of uncertainty, Grimm stayed firm, looking directly at the anomaly in the mural.

Apparently, that concealment Sorcerer of the Shadow Argus Sorcerer Academy did not have the ability to drag himself into the Medium World to seal Spacetime, but was only using certain natural phenomena in that Medium World to attack Grimm.

The essence that the painting’s author wanted to portray was not to praise the Sorcerer, but to illustrate a freehand depiction of the children-devouring evil Sorcerer!?

The Sorcerers took children one by one, leading them to the Sorcerer Academy. Their parents often had no way to see their children during their lifetime. As a result, the stories that were told during this period inevitably caused some ordinary people to produce some evil fantasies.

The Sorcerer who discovered this painting interpreted that the author was praising the Sorcerer so he hung it in this room and inherited it.

“It’s really an interesting world. Although it is only through the curse of the real world in observing the representation of this Spectral World, I am still able to find some amazing things…”

Crackle!

A stream of Grimm’s electrical arc extinguished the mural along with the strange phenomenon produced by it, and then he stomped one of his feet. With a puff, a furry bear claw shocked Grimm.

The bear claw was derived from the patterns on the carpet. This was a bearskin rug, and it was very luxurious. It used a very realistic process to vividly restore a bulky and docile giant bear.

“Roar! The owner loves me, he says that I am his companion, he wants to be with me throughout his life. Let me accompany him in his life as his quilt, not as the carpet you step on!”

The carpet’s giant bear roared, but after being shaken mercilessly by Grimm’s foot, it turned into limitless fluffs.

Thud, thud, thud, thud…

The texts in the sorcery books started crawling out distortedly, forming the shape of Sorcerers with different forms one by one, and they were telling Grimm things with different expressions.

“This was the sorcery book I gave to my favorite disciple, Kodum. But now, it is seized by you. You robber, I am going to kill you…”

An angry old Sorceress rushed over, with her body completely composed of twisted Sorcerer text volleys, looking at Grimm with anger and resentment in her eyes.

“The suspense theory of this combined sorcery is wrong, and it is an utter embarrassment to me. I want you to forget about it, and you cannot speak of it. This wrong theory will pollute the entire Sorcerers World like ink…”

Another crazy-lady-like Sorcerer, outlined by tens of thousands of magical runes in the air like a group of dancing blots of ink, rushed toward Grimm.

“Shame on you! You didn’t leave the legacy of my great self to the treasure of knowledge of the entire Sorcerers World and preserve it properly. Now it has become a remnant, letting future Sorcerers forget my name. I want you to die…”

The texts on the books seemed to have come alive, and were pouncing on Grimm in the form of distorted Sorcerers.

Crackle!

With magic power constantly being consumed, Grimm destroyed the texts of the books that were hurtling over one by one. His constant stimulation of the Destructive Force caused Grimm’s own magic power to be consumed rapidly. One after another, the Sorcerers with different faces appeared around Grimm, looking dazzled.

Hmm!?

Suddenly, all Grimm felt was a chill running down his spine, and the inexplicable coldness caused Grimm’s hair to stand up on ends. A Sorcerer made of twisted texts caught Grimm’s back, ignoring Grimm’s defensive layout. With a blur, the grasped part of Grimm’s body, a large piece of his flesh and blood, turned into strange text symbols and disappeared.

These text symbols formed by Grimm’s flesh and blood appeared in strange squares, which was very different from both the modern simplified hieroglyphic Sorcerer texts and the ancient hieroglyphic Sorcerer texts, and disappeared in a flash.

“Ahh…”

Coming to from the pain, Grimm was indeed traumatized, with his back being soaked in blood.

The overflowing power of the Medium World transformed the flesh and blood of his own body into text symbols!?

“Master! Cana is here.”

“Master Grimm… Ahh!”

As Little Myna led Cana to Grimm’s lab, they saw such a strange and horrible scene, causing the Sorceress-Apprentice to scream in horror.