Monster Integration Chapter 2745 Merge II

The rge had begun; all the sand of azraeth enveloping the broken lunar core shot toward it, sticking themselves into the crescent lunar core.

As the sand stuck to it, the whole crescent core changed, there is not a slightest silvery light could be seen on it as the crescent core got completely covered by the sand, and now it looked like it was a core made of the hand, but the lunar frost core is fighting hard.

I could see how it was pouring an imnse amount of lunar frost energies into the sand, trying to destroy it, but the sand of azreth just kept absorbing whatever ca in its way.

Seeing that, a smile couldn't help but appear on my face, and a red-blue formation covering it began to shrink till it started to stick to the sand crescent core, and in just a matter of few seconds, the whole sand crescent core got completely covered in the formation.

Just as that happened, thirteen layers of formation blazed even further, and that whole body of Grand Commander began to shine as they sent the imnse amount of energies into the red-blue formation covering the crescent core.

The energies are not just coming from the thirteen layers of spherical formation but also from the triangular formation, which Lady Angela is controlling. Both formations contain imnse energy produced from extrely rare and powerful resources.

It took twenty-one minutes for all the energy of both formations into the red-blue formation covering the core before the formations began to fade and crack.

They have served their purposes, and now everything is up to red-blue formation, which now begins to seep into the crescent core slowly.

One and half a minute later, all the signs vanished, and only a crescent core remained, which was covered in sand and still absorbing an imnse amount of lunar frost energies, whose amount had increased even further, but still, the sand had absolutely no problem in absorbing it all.

I am watching it all with great fascination, and I couldn't help but wonder how these Grand Lords would react if I had told them that I have no idea about the things that would happen from now on.

I have done everything I could, but from now on, what will happen is not in my control, nor do I have much of an idea of what this will turn into.

I have a clear idea about the sand of azraeth thanks to the to, but the lunar frost core still eludes , even after the month of research I have done on it. It is an elental core, and these things are mysterious as they are powerful.

I am feeling quite a fear of failure, but I am also excited; this is uncharted territory for ; the thing I have done with the twins is different than this and quite easier.

More than two hours passed, and there was no change; the lunar frost core was still sending the energies which are powerful enough to freeze even a Grand Lord within a second.

Hun!

A few more minutes passed when I sensed the change; the lunar frost core had now started to send its essence into the sand covering it, which is a huge thing. The essence is thousands of tis more powerful than the energy; unlike energy that could be recovered, the essence is very hard to recover.

With every drop of the essence, it is sending it into the sand; it is losing part of itself, but it does not seem to be caring; it just wants to deal with sand.

An hour passed, and it had been continued releasing more and more essence, which began to affect its size; in just an hour, it had lost 7% of its size, which is a lot, and what is even more shocking is that the amount of essence it had released in an hour, would have been more than enough, to hundred tis more Grand Lord we have in our world.

Both humans and Grimm Grand Lords combine.

The elental core is the darling of the world, imnsely powerful, more powerful than even most of the bloodlines. Seeing the power of the core, I couldn't help but a tinge of jealousy for a mont, but I rember the abilities of my core, which are no less wonderful.

Hun!

Around one and a half hours passed when suddenly I saw a big change occurring in the sand; it was very minute, but this minute was huge. I saw a grain of sand lting, not only just lting but also changing its color to silvery white from caral, which is the reason why I noticed it so quickly.

Still, I couldn't help but be surprised to see the grain of sand lting, considering the essence entering inside it is cold in nature, extremly cold. It should be frozen over, but it is lting. As if it is absorbing the extremly hot energy rather than the absolute cold.

I sighed and did not try to make sense of magical things with the rule of physics; I tend to do that sotis.

A few more seconds passed, and another sand crystal lted and began to change its color, and then another, more and more sand crystals began to lt within an hour; around 15% of sand had been lted and turned into silvery white, a color of lunar crystal.

Ti passed with it, and more sand began to lt with increasing speed; and the sa ti, the lunar core inside began to shrink fast as it poured more and more energy into the sand.

Four and half hours passed when finally all the sand lted, and at the sa ti, the lunar core covering it disappeared; it had spent every bit of essence into the sand that it had wiped itself from existence.

Now, in front of is a blob of lted sand which is silvery white in color, and the strangest thing is, it is not giving the slightest feeling of cold. Forget the cold; it is not even the slightest bit of aura coming from it, and one might feel it is common lted glass; the interesting thing about it is its color.

Though its creation had stopped the screams of Grand Commander, who had been screaming non-stop for hours, I couldn't help but feel grateful for it. Those screams were painful to hear; I had thought about sealing her mouth thousands of tis.

,m For more than a minute, nothing happened; the silvery white lted glass ball just floated where the core had been when suddenly, red-blue light blood from within, and the change occurred imdiately; both Lady Angela and I had sensed it.

"Brandford, activate the isolation to its highest; the Grimms sensors shouldn't sense even speck of fluctuation of it," said Lady Angela, as she sensed the changes.

I don't know whether Patriarch Bradford did what she asked, nor do I care; all my senses were focused on the changes that began to appear above us.

Two deep spatial aberrations begin to appear, and if not wrong, the gates of the sources would soon materialize in those two places.