I looked at the tree, which was still absorbing the growth energy, and the last of Grand Lord class essence rose while the colorless sap ca out of its bark.
Which rapidly solidified within a second; it did not matter whether it was in a solid or liquid state; the only thing I had to care about was feeding the tree and the sap.
Which will need to be on the tree till I have use of it.
Unlike most resources which stayed for quite long, this one is not. Even when stored carefully, it loses its efficacy, one needs to use it within a day, or one will find its efficacy less than desirable.
Which is why I am not removing any tree sap despite it covering the tree from all directions.
As long as it is on the tree, it will maintain its efficacy without losing even a fraction; as with the plant being in my core, I could take it off the tree whenever I want.
There is a lot of sap coming out of it, which is not surprising, as aside from thousands of essence roses of the lower level, this tree had also consud six Grand Lord class essence roses; all of which are made of life-force of the Grimm.
Every part of this dead-looking tree is valuable, not just the sap.
Its bark could heal any kind of physical damage, while the roots help in healing soul damage. The colorful leaves contain pure elental energies absorbed from the fertilizer in their purest form.
It could be said its value is no less than the essence tree, and it is the truth, but unlike it, it is a very delicate plant.
For twelve hundred years, we have had this tree, and we have used countless resources in our care to maintain it.
There was a team of High-Grandmasters would remain around it for care, looking after the exuberant life force inside that beca unstable and implode.
There is much less risk here than outside; it is my domain, I control everything here. There wouldn't be any change in its environnt, with and my clones always sensing its every change and fixing the problem imdiately if it arises.
By successfully growing this tree, I have solved one of my greatest problems. Now, there would be much less hesitation when it cos to burning my essence.
After looking, everything was all right; I went back to the real world; there was a powerful enemy outside, and while my shields were handling it, I didn't want to be too careless.
Those powerful Grand Lords are not the only things that could break my shields; there are so rare powerful artifacts that could do the sa thing. I have read about them the in the cottage; so of them had nearly killed Ramona Hawthorn and her excellency.
It is, without doubt, the Grimms have at least one of such artifacts, as they have not used much in a long ti, but they will if I keep killing their people at such speed.
I am not going to stop at that, even If there is a chance that Grimm might have the such artifact. I will continue to kill the Grimms without stopping till they are forced to use such artifacts.
BANNNNG!
Another of its attack had clashed against my shields, doing nothing.
Since I have digested the strengthening energy, my defenses have beco even stronger; now, its attacks couldn't even give my shields the faint cracks.
"Mazla, it isn't possible for you to kill ; it will be better if you take the help of another Grimm," I said to it; there was not a trace of mocking or teasing in my voice, it was all serious, but its burned with rage as if I cursed its ten generations.
It began to attack crazily while I watched.
It gets very boring sotis to summon the shields; you just need to stay there while your enemy attack frustratingly.
It used to be fun, but now it has happened so many tis; I wish I could just fight, but I could not. I could either stay here or leave; both options are not good. Like Mazla, who is here to keep occupied, I am too here to keep it occupied.
It is a powerful Grimm and could cause big losses if it entered the battlefield, especially to the new Grand Lords, who are no match for it.
Hun!
"You wretched human, I will kill you!" scread Mazla loudly, and to my surprise, the furnace disappeared, and I saw Mazla coming at with all fury in the world.
"Interesting," I muttered; I had not thought it would be able to discard the fear of my strings and rose redemption to co at directly.
It seed like I had frustrated it enough that now, it did not care about the consequences at all.
"Die, you bastard!"
It roared as it appeared in front of and swung that long red lance that was even longer than it at .
BOOOOM!
The fiery tip of the lance struck against my shields, and I couldn't help but beco surprised; I thought it had reached its limit, but this physical strike was powerful enough to send a ripple across my shields, and there was even a fain crack appeared on it, before it disappeared.
"Try harder, Mazla."
This ti, I mocked, which seed to make it even angry as it began to release a storm of attack on my shield.
'Let another one co,' I said to a pyramid, 'Are you sure?' asked Lord Whitmore, 'Yes,' I replied. While Mazla is strong, I could handle another Grimm of Mazla's level.
In a few seconds, I saw the Grimm coming toward ; it was one of the Grimm that was fighting against Rai, and now given way, it ca at .
"Mazla, need any help?" asked the Nras, the Violet Scale Crockman. "Fuck off, Nras; I could handle this bastard alone," barked Mazla.
"It did not look like you are handling it well," It said and raised its athyst blade halberd toward as its aura roared and the bloodline phantom appeared behind it.
"Let show you how to kill the puny humans!" It declared as the bloodline phantom of a huge Crockman rged inside it.
"The Blaze of Thaes!"
It roared, and violet light covered the blade and began to burn as it ca down at ; at the sa ti, Mazla also attacked with a powerful attack on the side.
It might be angry at Nras, but it understood what was important and swallowed its pride to finish off the enemy, who could do nothing but taunt from behind its puny shields.
CLANNNNG CLANNNNG
Two attacks struck against my shields one after another, with a clash that was powerful enough to make stumble inside my shields and roil my internals.
Crack Crack Crack
While at the sa ti, making the cracks appear on my shields, seeing those cracks spreading before stopping at 4%, their eyes lit up, especially that of the Mazla.
It had been attacking for nearly half an hour, but except for faint cracks, it was not able to do anything else, but now they had finally seen the hope.
I looked at the tree, which was still absorbing the growth energy, and the last of Grand Lord class essence rose while the colorless sap ca out of its bark.
Which rapidly solidified within a second; it did not matter whether it was in a solid or liquid state; the only thing I had to care about was feeding the tree and the sap.
Which will need to be on the tree till I have use of it.
Unlike most resources which stayed for quite long, this one is not. Even when stored carefully, it loses its efficacy, one needs to use it within a day, or one will find its efficacy less than desirable.
Which is why I am not removing any tree sap despite it covering the tree from all directions.
As long as it is on the tree, it will maintain its efficacy without losing even a fraction; as with the plant being in my core, I could take it off the tree whenever I want.
There is a lot of sap coming out of it, which is not surprising, as aside from thousands of essence roses of the lower level, this tree had also consud six Grand Lord class essence roses; all of which are made of life-force of the Grimm.
Every part of this dead-looking tree is valuable, not just the sap.
Its bark could heal any kind of physical damage, while the roots help in healing soul damage. The colorful leaves contain pure elental energies absorbed from the fertilizer in their purest form.
It could be said its value is no less than the essence tree, and it is the truth, but unlike it, it is a very delicate plant.
For twelve hundred years, we have had this tree, and we have used countless resources in our care to maintain it.
There was a team of High-Grandmasters would remain around it for care, looking after the exuberant life force inside that beca unstable and implode.
There is much less risk here than outside; it is my domain, I control everything here. There wouldn't be any change in its environnt, with and my clones always sensing its every change and fixing the problem imdiately if it arises.
By successfully growing this tree, I have solved one of my greatest problems. Now, there would be much less hesitation when it cos to burning my essence.
After looking, everything was all right; I went back to the real world; there was a powerful enemy outside, and while my shields were handling it, I didn't want to be too careless.
Those powerful Grand Lords are not the only things that could break my shields; there are so rare powerful artifacts that could do the sa thing. I have read about them the in the cottage; so of them had nearly killed Ramona Hawthorn and her excellency.
It is, without doubt, the Grimms have at least one of such artifacts, as they have not used much in a long ti, but they will if I keep killing their people at such speed.
I am not going to stop at that, even If there is a chance that Grimm might have the such artifact. I will continue to kill the Grimms without stopping till they are forced to use such artifacts.
BANNNNG!
Another of its attack had clashed against my shields, doing nothing.
Since I have digested the strengthening energy, my defenses have beco even stronger; now, its attacks couldn't even give my shields the faint cracks.
"Mazla, it isn't possible for you to kill ; it will be better if you take the help of another Grimm," I said to it; there was not a trace of mocking or teasing in my voice, it was all serious, but its burned with rage as if I cursed its ten generations.
It began to attack crazily while I watched.
It gets very boring sotis to summon the shields; you just need to stay there while your enemy attack frustratingly.
It used to be fun, but now it has happened so many tis; I wish I could just fight, but I could not. I could either stay here or leave; both options are not good. Like Mazla, who is here to keep occupied, I am too here to keep it occupied.
It is a powerful Grimm and could cause big losses if it entered the battlefield, especially to the new Grand Lords, who are no match for it.
Hun!
"You wretched human, I will kill you!" scread Mazla loudly, and to my surprise, the furnace disappeared, and I saw Mazla coming at with all fury in the world.
"Interesting," I muttered; I had not thought it would be able to discard the fear of my strings and rose redemption to co at directly.
It seed like I had frustrated it enough that now, it did not care about the consequences at all.
"Die, you bastard!"
It roared as it appeared in front of and swung that long red lance that was even longer than it at .
BOOOOM!
The fiery tip of the lance struck against my shields, and I couldn't help but beco surprised; I thought it had reached its limit, but this physical strike was powerful enough to send a ripple across my shields, and there was even a fain crack appeared on it, before it disappeared.
"Try harder, Mazla."
This ti, I mocked, which seed to make it even angry as it began to release a storm of attack on my shield.
'Let another one co,' I said to a pyramid, 'Are you sure?' asked Lord Whitmore, 'Yes,' I replied. While Mazla is strong, I could handle another Grimm of Mazla's level.
In a few seconds, I saw the Grimm coming toward ; it was one of the Grimm that was fighting against Rai, and now given way, it ca at .
"Mazla, need any help?" asked the Nras, the Violet Scale Crockman. "Fuck off, Nras; I could handle this bastard alone," barked Mazla.
"It did not look like you are handling it well," It said and raised its athyst blade halberd toward as its aura roared and the bloodline phantom appeared behind it.
"Let show you how to kill the puny humans!" It declared as the bloodline phantom of a huge Crockman rged inside it.
"The Blaze of Thaes!"
It roared, and violet light covered the blade and began to burn as it ca down at ; at the sa ti, Mazla also attacked with a powerful attack on the side.
It might be angry at Nras, but it understood what was important and swallowed its pride to finish off the enemy, who could do nothing but taunt from behind its puny shields.
CLANNNNG CLANNNNG
Two attacks struck against my shields one after another, with a clash that was powerful enough to make stumble inside my shields and roil my internals.
Crack Crack Crack
While at the sa ti, making the cracks appear on my shields, seeing those cracks spreading before stopping at 4%, their eyes lit up, especially that of the Mazla.
It had been attacking for nearly half an hour, but except for faint cracks, it was not able to do anything else, but now they had finally seen the hope.
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