Capítulo 467: The Whirlpool Gate

While the beam of light, logically speaking, should not have any weight, it felt to Grimm like he was carrying a thousand-pound boulder.

Perhaps for the Stigmata Sorcerers or the infamous World Lords, they would not even break a drop of sweat over this, but for Grimm who had lost his sorcery abilities, having the Eternal Dominator's powers in his possession was too big a burden, let alone bending it to his will.

After Grimm had fled from Mount Serpentine and landed safely on the ground, there were no specific directions he had in mind in regards to his escape route. Any direction in opposition to Mount Serpentine was as good as any other.

At the moment, he was like a naughty kid who had just successfully pick-pocketed an adult. His face was tense and had hints of fear, as if his plans would come crashing down any moment now.