Chapter 2978 Shael Dead

BANG BANG BANG

One after another, s.h.i.+elds break till it is the final s.h.i.+eld; it was tough, especially when it tried to escape with the method of her great art.

I had created a mini domain with these weapons that, stopped; still, I was racing against time, and this was the only opportunity I had.

BANNNNG!

Finally, its last s.h.i.+eld 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 me into illusion.

This ability is amazing; in the last epoch war, its user was able to escape its life three times while fighting against Ramona Hawthorn, but in the fourth time, 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 me.

The world seemed to stop for a moment as it appeared before it resumed, 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 moment, 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 come out, it disappeared.

One of the most powerful Grimms in the world had died; someone 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 s.p.a.ce 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 me before it transformed into a rage at me.

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d, we will kill you," they shouted in a fury like, never before and came at me.

Hun!

The sudden change in them had shocked me a moment ago, they were ready to escape, but now, they had thrown their lives at me.

Something seemed 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 met 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 me," I mocked without holding back; hearing that made their b.l.o.o.d.y 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 measure of fear, and this fear is not targeted at me.

They fear someone more than me; it is likely why they are still fighting instead of escaping like they are trying to do.

Well, I am glad, as it saved me the trouble of stopping them, and now, I could direct that energy into doing important things, like killing them.

"Zaar, I promise you; the moment 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 times; try something original. I am sure you guys could come with that," I said, and the rage in their eyes flared further.

They attacked me in a fury, and to my surprise, the Pigeonman began to harness some power from the above-the-limit substance that had been merged with it.

I could clearly feel that increase in its strength and the vidette force it was sending toward me.

I am not sad about it, but happy; it will die soon, but the data it will provide will help me tremendously.

It is why I am taunting it, as that element had come 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 clas.h.i.+ng, and I continued to attack them with the nine arms, not giving them even a moment 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 comes 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 Foxmen Tribe is as powerful as Golden Fire Werewolves; it only seemed slightly weaker because the Golden Fire Bloodline is pure offensive, while White Foxmen tribes, bloodline focused on illusion.

Though, no Grimm dared to say it openly, even White Foxmen, 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 Foxwomens screams. They feel like humans; many times, 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 something that stabilized the spatial realm. It is still shaking, but not at a dangerous level as before.

A few minutes pa.s.sed, and the harvest had come to an end; it won't be long before I started to get the strengthening energy. The moment I finish absorbing it all, I will start killing these b.a.s.t.a.r.ds.

It is the reason why I had chosen to kill Shael before these b.a.s.t.a.r.ds, 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 b.a.s.t.a.r.d 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 s.h.i.+ne, and it was not s.h.i.+ning dimly but brightly, which it only does when the final batch of people came out.