Eight hours passed and sothing drastic happened. The soft, gentle crystalline light had turned harsh and unforgivable.
It is hot, so much so that normal Primary-III would burn to death. So of the weak Primary-III's who had survived, the energy will have a hard ti surviving this heat.
Still, despite such heat, the plants here are fine. There is no flash fire or anything, they are bearing it without any problem.
In these eight hours, I have been moving north, and I have now crossed enough distance than now; I had entered the city ruin. I have passed over a hundred buildings, but all of them are utterly wretched.
So much that all the formation is destroyed and I could simply scan them with my soul sense.
Nero is also checking many of them, but till now, he didn't find anything important in the buildings. Including what type of place this was, knowing it would help trendously.
Whether it is an organization, a simple city, or sothing else. All these things follow a certain pattern, and knowing them will make find the things I need.
'Father, you should take a look at this,' said Nero suddenly and a vision in front of changed.
It is what I had seen many tis in the building. Fallen bricks, rusted tals, and things that will turn to dust once touched. He is not looking at those things, instead staring at the empty spot.
'What are you trying to sh,' I was asking a question, when I suddenly stopped, when I sensed the faint aura.
It had a feeling of familiarity; I felt like I have sensed it sowhere and was quite intimate with it, but it was so opaque that I couldn't tell it.
I have been feeling a lot fainter feeling than this from the energy, since I have co to this ruin, but has never been able to tell it.
It had thousands of years and the energies here have intermingled so much that I couldn't separate them with my current abilities, but I am sure there is sothing familiar to them.
I concentrated on the energy for a few seconds, before moving toward Nero.
I have to sense it with my own senses; I felt like knowing what it is will prove imnsely helpful to in this ruin.
It took a couple of seconds, but I reached where Nero looked at the spot he was looking. Imdiately, I felt what he was feeling, and I beca even sure that I have seen it sowhere with it.
I racked my brain, trying to find out where I sensed it.
It is definitely in my world; I am sure of that, but I have co across thousands of things I am intimately familiar with.
Hun!
I was racking my brain when one of the bricks closer to my leg collapsed. Sending a tiny burst of dust around; seeing the dust, my eyes widened, and I finally understood why. It felt so familiar.
"Didn't it seem similar to Rose's mist, father?" asked Nero and I slowly turned to him.
'You should say these things sooner, Nero,' I said to him with a smile, before turning to the spot.
Empire of Mist.
The spot is given the sa energy as the grand art that my mother, my sister, and my cousin has.
The reason I had not sensed it before; it had faded a lot.
It also had a far more weight, that it felt almost different. It is likely why it took ti to make a connection. The one who used it had been an extrely powerful individual.
The Grand Art had been used here; they are rarer than bloodlines and imnsely powerful.
The Empire of the Mist ca from the Mist Realm. Grand Mist Region, before it had lded into the realm in the celestial tower; is one of the most powerful Grand Arts in the universe and its users are extrely hard to kill.
I know it too well. My mother is the most powerful user, and I have been training my sister to use it perfectly, the mont she comprehended it.
In my world, aside from the three of them, I am one who knows most well.
The appearance of Grand Art changes things; whoever fought here, was at least Sky Sovereign or definitely Pri. The people from the realms of the celestial tower are extrely powerful.
Usually, when their people co out of realms, they are at the upper end of Sovereigns.
The Grimms love to kill them. They will forgo a whole city to kill a single person from the realms.
This changes things, but also did not. The battle happened thousands of years ago and now I know at least one person from the mist realm was involved.
Now, if I co across anything misty, I will have to stay far as away from it as possible. I have read about the Empire of Mist and things it could do and staying away is the best option.
I looked around for a few minutes, and after not finding anything interesting, I walked out and once again started following Nero.
An hour passed; in the hour, I did the usual things I did since I appeared in the ruin, I had harvested the resources and hid from the monsters.
The only change is in temperature. It had beco even hotter that it felt like an attack every mont. The heat is powerful enough to be an attack and a lot of people will die by it.
The heat couldn't help, but make wonder whether it will keep increasing.
Currently, I am handling it just fine, but if it keeps increasing. Then I will be forced to see a shelter; thankfully, I didn't have to worry.
There are too many collapsed buildings here that could be used as a heat shelter.
'Father hide,' said Nero suddenly and without wasting any mont. I leaped into a nearly collapsed building, through the whole.
I chose it because there are two exits there, and I could escape from there. If a monster ca at .
Though surviving will be a different question altogether.
Hun!
I had just reached there when I saw a piece of torn cloth not far away from . The shocking thing is it is new and we only ones who entered the ruin and I am damn sure, there is no person beside .
Unless it is Sovereign, who had been here hours before . That is the only explanation.
Still, to be sure, I sent to my core. One could never be careful in a place like this.
I could have looked at it myself, but there is a monster nearby and I don't want to do anything that could make it discover . The mont it did, it was a ga over for , seeing it as a Sovereign.
'It is Grimms,'
A few seconds passed, and I watched the monster through Nero's gaze when suddenly my clone said sothing that shocked to my core.
The cloth belongs to a Grimm, and from what my clone is able to find out; the signs on it are barely a month old.
It is clear the Grimms were here or are here, and it is not good news.
I was screaming about wanting to fight Grimms, but I did not want to fight Grimms in a ruin, where they appeared at least a month before us and might be in large numbers.
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