BANG BANG BANG
One after another, shields break till it is the final shield; it was tough, especially when it tried to escape with the thod of her great art.
I had created a mini domain with these weapons that, stopped; still, I was racing against ti, and this was the only opportunity I had.
BANNNNG!
Finally, its last shield broke, and horror appeared in its eyes, but it quickly replaced with a hard look, and its body shone and began to turn illusionary.
'The illusionary escape,' I muttered in my mind when I saw; it had not shown this ability ever, but I expected it to have it after it pulled into illusion.
This ability is amazing; in the last epoch war, its user was able to escape its life three tis while fighting against Ramona Hawthorn, but in the fourth ti, her excellency Roosevelt nailed it.
Thankfully, she had left notes on how this ability works.
As it activated its ability to escape, my sword, which is none other than my own totem artifact, lit up brightly, and the illusionary escape stopped for a fraction of a second, and that was all I needed.
Puch!
The tiny sword had price through the huge body of the Shael to its, and three blood videttes shocked .
The world seed to stop for a mont as it appeared before it resud, and Shael controlled its shock and looked at it with mirth.
"It is not easy to kill a host Transcendence Illusion," it said, and its body blazed like a sun in beautiful multicolored light, but the very next mont, all the glow disappeared to the utter horror of Shael.
"It is, when you make all the preparations," I said to it, and it opened its mouth to respond, but before the words could co out, it disappeared.
One of the most powerful Grimms in the world had died; soone who even Rhaek would have struggled to kill had died at my hands.
"Now, boys, the distraction has disappeared. Should we continue with our battle?" I asked the three blood videttes, who had unconsciously taken a step back.
I could feel them checking out the space for a most stable part to escape; when the bodies of all three of them shuddered, a great fear appeared in their eyes, which surprised before it transford into a rage at .
"Bastard, we will kill you," they shouted in a fury like, never before and ca at .
Hun!
The sudden change in them had shocked a mont ago, they were ready to escape, but now, they had thrown their lives at .
Sothing seed to have happened, which made them stop. Even if it had not happened, I wouldn't have let them escape; I had already made the preparation to stop them from escaping if they tried.
CLANNNG CLANNNG CLANNNG
I t their fury with a smile, and to make it even angrier, I began to reduce the hands rapidly till only nine had remained.
It made their eyes blazed in even greater fury at supposed disrespect, which I had done intentionally.
"Try harder, little Grimms; I had even reduced the hands for you; even then, you are not able to land even a single attack at ," I mocked without holding back; hearing that made their bloody eyes even bloodier.
I wish I had rules related to anger as I had related to the killing.
I am sensing a very peculiar flavor of killing intent from them; it is filled with fury, but there is also an equal asure of fear, and this fear is not targeted at .
They fear soone more than ; it is likely why they are still fighting instead of escaping like they are trying to do.
Well, I am glad, as it saved the trouble of stopping them, and now, I could direct that energy into doing important things, like killing them.
"Zaar, I promise you; the mont I had you, I will begin to torture you and will not stop till your mind has been broken," said the Pigeonman blood vidette.
"I had heard that over a thousand tis; try sothing original. I am sure you guys could co with that," I said, and the rage in their eyes flared further.
They attacked in a fury, and to my surprise, the Pigeonman began to harness so power from the above-the-limit substance that had been rged with it.
I could clearly feel that increase in its strength and the vidette force it was sending toward .
I am not sad about it, but happy; it will die soon, but the data it will provide will help trendously.
It is why I am taunting it, as that elent had co from the being, which likely is the biggest danger our world might face, and I want to understand it as much as possible.
CLANNNG CLANNNG CLANNNG
The weapons kept clashing, and I continued to attack them with the nine arms, not giving them even a mont to relax.
Buzz!
A buzz rang out in my mind, a smile appeared on my face, and harvesting began. The quality of the bloodline energy is above that of even Chanf.
It is not surprising considering, Chanf is a middle-level Grand Lord, while Shael is at peak level and has the strongest bloodline; the only one who has a stronger bloodline than her is Rhaek.
The harvest has begun, and thick crystalline essence cos into my core, going from different sources.
Even with my share, which I have to share with the mysterious tree, I will receive a huge boost, as big as I had from all six combined.
This might seem surprising, but it is not; Shael's bloodline is not only powerful but also at a completely different level.
It is said that the bloodline of the White Foxn Tribe is as powerful as Golden Fire Werewolves; it only seed slightly weaker because the Golden Fire Bloodline is pure offensive, while White Foxn tribes, bloodline focused on illusion.
Though, no Grimm dared to say it openly, even White Foxn, fearing the wrath of Golden Fire Werewolves, who were always stronger.
The harvest continued as I fought; I had even silenced most of the connection with the core, especially that of the Foxwons screams. They feel like humans; many tis, I wanted to stop the harvesting.
It is also struggling hard, despite being alone, shaking the confines, with the power of her art and bloodline combined.
Thankfully, before leaving, Nero had left sothing that stabilized the spatial realm. It is still shaking, but not at a dangerous level as before.
A few minutes passed, and the harvest had co to an end; it won't be long before I started to get the strengthening energy. The mont I finish absorbing it all, I will start killing these bastards.
It is the reason why I had chosen to kill Shael before these bastards, to be it was more valuable than these blood videttes.
These blood videttes are important, too, especially to the mysterious tree.
Hun!
I was waiting desperately for strengthening energy while dealing with this bastard when suddenly my expressions changed; not only mine's but also Grimms, and like the rest of the battlefield, we had stopped fighting.
The thing began to shine, and it was not shining dimly but brightly, which it only does when the final batch of people ca out.
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