Chapter 2938 Grimms Hope

I looked at the tree, which was still absorbing the growth energy, and the last of Grand Lord cla.s.s essence rose while the colorless sap came 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 consumed six Grand Lord cla.s.s 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 elemental 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 became 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 environment, with me and my clones always sensing its every change and fixing the problem immediately 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 comes to burning my essence.f?????????l.c??

After looking, everything was all right; I went back to the real world; there was a powerful enemy outside, and while my s.h.i.+elds were handling it, I didn't want to be too careless.

Those powerful Grand Lords are not the only things that could break my s.h.i.+elds; there are some rare powerful artifacts that could do the same thing. I have read about them the in the cottage; some 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 time, 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 s.h.i.+elds, doing nothing.

Since I have digested the strengthening energy, my defenses have become even stronger; now, its attacks couldn't even give my s.h.i.+elds the faint cracks.

"Mazla, it isn't possible for you to kill me; 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 me crazily while I watched.

It gets very boring sometimes to summon the s.h.i.+elds; you just need to stay there while your enemy attack frustratingly.

It used to be fun, but now it has happened so many times; 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 me 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!" screamed Mazla loudly, and to my surprise, the furnace disappeared, and I saw Mazla coming at me 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 come at me directly.

It seemed like I had frustrated it enough that now, it did not care about the consequences at all.

"Die, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d!"

It roared as it appeared in front of me and swung that long red lance that was even longer than it at me.

BOOOOM!

The fiery tip of the lance struck against my s.h.i.+elds, and I couldn't help but become surprised; I thought it had reached its limit, but this physical strike was powerful enough to send a ripple across my s.h.i.+elds, and there was even a fain crack appeared on it, before it disappeared.

"Try harder, Mazla."

This time, I mocked, which seemed to make it even angry as it began to release a storm of attack on my s.h.i.+eld.

'Let another one come,' 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 me; it was one of the Grimm that was fighting against Rai, and now given way, it came at me.

"Mazla, need any help?" asked the Nras, the Violet Scale Crockman. "f.u.c.k off, Nras; I could handle this b.a.s.t.a.r.d alone," barked Mazla.

"It did not look like you are handling it well," It said and raised its amethyst blade halberd toward as its aura roared and the bloodline phantom appeared behind it.

"Let me show you how to kill the puny humans!" It declared as the bloodline phantom of a huge Crockman merged inside it.

"The Blaze of Thaes!"

It roared, and violet light covered the blade and began to burn as it came down at me; at the same time, Mazla also attacked me 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 s.h.i.+elds.

CLANNNNG CLANNNNG

Two attacks struck against my s.h.i.+elds one after another, with a clash that was powerful enough to make me stumble inside my s.h.i.+elds and roil my internals.

Crack Crack Crack

While at the same time, making the cracks appear on my s.h.i.+elds, seeing those cracks spreading before stopping at 4%, their eyes lit up, especially that of the Mazla.

It had been attacking me 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 cla.s.s essence rose while the colorless sap came 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 consumed six Grand Lord cla.s.s 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 elemental 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 became 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 environment, with me and my clones always sensing its every change and fixing the problem immediately 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 comes 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 s.h.i.+elds were handling it, I didn't want to be too careless.

Those powerful Grand Lords are not the only things that could break my s.h.i.+elds; there are some rare powerful artifacts that could do the same thing. I have read about them the in the cottage; some 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 time, 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 s.h.i.+elds, doing nothing.

Since I have digested the strengthening energy, my defenses have become even stronger; now, its attacks couldn't even give my s.h.i.+elds the faint cracks.

"Mazla, it isn't possible for you to kill me; 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 me crazily while I watched.

It gets very boring sometimes to summon the s.h.i.+elds; you just need to stay there while your enemy attack frustratingly.

It used to be fun, but now it has happened so many times; 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 me 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!" screamed Mazla loudly, and to my surprise, the furnace disappeared, and I saw Mazla coming at me 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 come at me directly.

It seemed like I had frustrated it enough that now, it did not care about the consequences at all.

"Die, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d!"

It roared as it appeared in front of me and swung that long red lance that was even longer than it at me.

BOOOOM!

The fiery tip of the lance struck against my s.h.i.+elds, and I couldn't help but become surprised; I thought it had reached its limit, but this physical strike was powerful enough to send a ripple across my s.h.i.+elds, and there was even a fain crack appeared on it, before it disappeared.

"Try harder, Mazla."

This time, I mocked, which seemed to make it even angry as it began to release a storm of attack on my s.h.i.+eld.

'Let another one come,' 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 me; it was one of the Grimm that was fighting against Rai, and now given way, it came at me.

"Mazla, need any help?" asked the Nras, the Violet Scale Crockman. "f.u.c.k off, Nras; I could handle this b.a.s.t.a.r.d alone," barked Mazla.

"It did not look like you are handling it well," It said and raised its amethyst blade halberd toward as its aura roared and the bloodline phantom appeared behind it.

"Let me show you how to kill the puny humans!" It declared as the bloodline phantom of a huge Crockman merged inside it.

"The Blaze of Thaes!"

It roared, and violet light covered the blade and began to burn as it came down at me; at the same time, Mazla also attacked me 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 s.h.i.+elds.

CLANNNNG CLANNNNG

Two attacks struck against my s.h.i.+elds one after another, with a clash that was powerful enough to make me stumble inside my s.h.i.+elds and roil my internals.

Crack Crack Crack

While at the same time, making the cracks appear on my s.h.i.+elds, seeing those cracks spreading before stopping at 4%, their eyes lit up, especially that of the Mazla.

It had been attacking me 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.