Chapter 0020: Flee for Your Life
Based on Alice’s terrifying attack just now, with a range covering fifty meters in every direction, it was an all-encompassing, unimpeded, 360-degree barrage—a devastation map with no blind spots. Within this radius, the very fabric of space was shattered; the dreadful spatial fissures raged across every inch. Under such ruthless slicing from fragments of space, any so-called elemental resistance was reduced to a farce. All apprentice-level defenses were utterly useless, unable to withstand the wild sweep of spatial cracks. Unless one possessed extraordinary survival abilities, even if ten adept sorcerers were thrown into Alice’s attack zone, only a handful would escape alive.
In that moment, Grim truly felt immense sympathy for the evil insect. The creature had been right in the thick of battle; survival was a toss-up. If the evil insect perished, Grim would have to flee immediately!
As Grim watched from afar, scanning the battlefield with his special elemental vision, his gaze caught upon a patch of earth in the distance. The soil churned, bursting open into a large hole, and a mass of black scorpion insects erupted from within, quickly coalescing into the form of the evil insect Entik.
Thank goodness—the evil insect survived!
Grim’s elation had barely begun to surge before he suppressed it. Something was off; Entik seemed terribly battered!
Indeed, at this moment, Entik had lost all his earlier arrogance and brash vigor. The previously countless writhing scorpion swarm had dwindled to barely a hundred or so, and even assembling his body seemed a struggle. His humanoid form was now half as tall as before, and his elemental aura was muddled and obscure—a clear sign of grievous loss of power.
Yet Alice, who had just unleashed her horrific strike, was no longer calm and composed. Though the swarm’s attack on her had lasted only a few seconds, being enveloped head to toe by thousands of scorpions, their writhing and biting across every inch of her skin… Such a nightmare, to have it happen to her, could only ignite her fury.
When she floated down and stood upright, Grim finally saw how wretched she now appeared.
Her once petite and adorable form was gone. Alice’s right eye had become a large, bloody cavity, with a trickle of blood slowly trailing down her pale, smooth cheek. The venomous scorpion poison left her body mottled black and purple; coupled with her nearly deranged, sinister smile, she looked as if she was about to go berserk.
Time to disappear!
Grim, no fool, saw Alic