"Quick, quick, quick, Green Beast! Think of a way to get a little more of that Old Rice Fellow's life information! That old bastard is his mortal enemy. We can't do anything about his true body at that level, but since it'll still be a long while before his true body activates, let's use that old bastard to curse a few of his avatars for fun first! Wahaha..."
At this moment, Little Eight could not have been more pleased with himself.
Ignoring Little Eight's eager urging to show off, Grimm patiently advised, word by word, "Senior, this cross-dimensional Antonio mysterious power was summoned by my soul companion, Bahongni Weixi. I believe you understand his abilities better than I do. Since you have already acknowledged my status as the first-generation Wizard King and are willing to let this junior share the heavy burden of the Demon-Hunting Expedition, then let us put an end to the unnecessary losses here. Wouldn't it be better to save them for those Abyssal Devil Race creatures?"
Grimm was persuading Pumiluoxius.
Though he spoke thus, deep down, Grimm was truly shaken by the foundation Pumiluoxius had accumulated.
Not to mention anything else, those fifteen crystal-coffin avatars alone—if they broke out of their coffins at the same time, even Grimm would likely find it difficult to confront them head-on through conventional means.
As for Antonio's mysterious power projection summon at this moment, Grimm believed that causing three more losses among these Pumiluoxius avatars that had yet to emerge from their coffins would already be the limit.
Within the crystal coffin, the Pumiluoxius avatar holding the paper flower took over the leading position from the Pumiluoxius who had previously broken free.
"Fine! You actually summoned the projection of Antonio, revered as the strongest True Spirit Wizard in history. Though