One and a half days had passed since I ca to the maze, and I am collecting and connecting the murals; I have already ford over twenty groups, with one group having thirteen murals.
I feel like it wouldn't be long; before long, I will see sothing concrete.
I am not only making progress in the maze, but I am also making great progress in my inheritance which is most important. I am making great strides, as I have expected, and if nothing goes wrong, then by tomorrow evening, I will have the inheritance ready.
I hope by then, I will be able to get out of this maze, but that is likely the case, even after making such progress.
The progress may seem big, but it is quite small considering the sheer number of murals this place has, and not to ntion I am finding news each minute.
I have already collected more than ten-thousand pieces of murals, and their numbers just keep increasing. It would have been great if the murals have repeated, but it is not; only glass walls are being repeated and not the murals.
It makes this extrely difficult, but not that I can do about it other than try to solve it to the best of my abilities.
A few more hours passed, and I have killed a few more Grimms, which I have to say were quite powerful.
I have already noticed that the Grimms on the second day are far stronger than on the first, and in these past few hours, I have encountered more High-Grandmasters than the Grandmasters and all the Grandmasters I have encountered were the group of High-Grandmasters.
It is not just with the Grimms but also with humans.
The reason for this happening is simple; people are getting killed. There is no rcy; if you co across the enemy, there is going to be the fight. You need to be strong to kill the energy or at least defend against it to survive.
Not all are.
It is the reason the last seven challenges are so difficult; there is no rcy. If you co across a strong enemy, then you will die.
Even with all my strength, I could not completely guarantee that I would survive as in front of the Grand Lord, I am nothing. I already know there are two Grimm Grand Lords here; the Grimm I had killed were more than happy to share this information.
There was nothing I could do about it other than hope that those two would co across the single Grand Lord we have in this maze, and she kills them.
Yes, we, too, got a Grand Lord in this place; I was quite surprised when I ca to know about it, especially the identity of that person. She was not a council mber and was behind in my list of people who could make a breakthrough into the Grand Lord.
Though, I shouldn't be surprised; the opportunities of this place could work magic, not to ntion that woman is quite talented.
I know it because I have worked on her and have her detailed ta-scan in my core.
I decided not to think about it, as I had no control. My ti would be better spent if I focused more on murals; it is through them I will be able to get out and thus will be safe from the Grand Lords of the Grimm race.
Five more hours passed, and I collected even more murals while connecting them so more.
Unlike before, it seed to be frustrating ; no matter how many murals I have connected, I am not seeing a way out.
Maybe I am being too hasty with how closely I am getting to finishing my inheritance.
I wish I had gone out through that door. If I had then, I would be in Pyramid, working on my inheritance, and might even be making a breakthrough in the safety of the Pyramid.
I might be dead, killed by the Grimm the mont I got out; it is for that reason I did not get out, and even with the mood I am in, I still think staying was a wise choice.
A few minutes passed, and I stopped as I ca across another exemplary mural; this one was not showing any war or carnage but a small oasis in a barren desert.
The mural felt calming to look at, and I looked at it for more than five minutes before I began to move again.
Another half an hour passed when I suddenly stopped with horror on my face. I knew there were chances of this happening but did not wish it would happen.
I imdiately cald my mind and stopped my clone from working on inheritance; what was happening was far more important than the inheritance.
It is a question of life and death.
Thousands of thoughts raced down my mind, and my clone's mind before one idea appeared acted. I begin to move toward the right; I am always moving left, but now, if I want to survive, I have to move right.
Barely a second passed when a. huge Grimm appeared in my view; it was the vast soul sense of the Grimm that I had sensed, and now it had appeared in front of with its cold eyes locking in.
"Another human," it said, and with a casual tone and waved its huge hand; from it, a tiny spark of energy had released, morphing into a long violet needle that ca at with a speed that I could not track.
BANNNNG!
The needle appeared in front of like it was teleported, and a mont later, a deafening sound rang out with a powerful shockwave that was powerful enough to seriously injure the High-Grandmasters.
"Hahahaha…."
A clear surprise appeared on the face of the Grimm, but soon it turned into thunderous laughter that did not stop for a minute.
The laughter of the Grimms stopped as it beca serious as it looked at .
"Michael Zaar, we t," it said, and the all-encompassing aura of Grand Lord bore down on .
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