Chapter 3847 Change

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Nearly four hours had pa.s.sed since I had joined the battle, and I was getting worried and thinking about escaping.

Our Prime is getting suppressed. He seemed to be at his limit, barely defending against the attacks of the Grimms. If this continued, then it wouldn't be long, before the Grimm kill the Prime.

Once that happens, we could forget about escaping alive.

Thus, the thoughts of retreat, but it is not an easy decision. It might make Prime angry, and he would need to send a tiny attack to finish me off; he wouldn't have a problem doing that, even when he is fighting for his life.

Usually, when things get like this, leaders themselves order a retreat, while they hold back the biggest b.a.s.t.a.r.d.

Though not all do that, many believe, they could survive. Many, on the other hand, want to take everyone with them; those are the true selfish b.a.s.t.a.r.ds.

I don't know which one it is. If it is first, then it should have given the order, but if it is second, he would kill me, if I tried to escape.

I have a lot of information about Prime, but it is mixed, so I couldn't gauge his personality.

Still, if I remain. I might lose the chance to survive.

I need to think about it carefully, but fast.

I really wish someone would take action before me. It is much easier to follow the other person, rather than be the first.

'Five minutes,' I will give the Prime five minutes more before I begin to retreat. It is a ma.s.sive risk, but I have no choice but to take it and I will do it. Despite the consequences, I might suffer due to it.

I felt much lighter, after making a decision and focused on the enemy ahead. It is a werewolf and quite powerful.

I have been fighting against it for a minute, where it aggressively attacking me with its full strength, while I am defending. It is powerful enough, that I could do nothing else but defend.

Every attack of it gave me an enormous shock, forcing me to take steps back. It would use the opportunity to launch more attacks, targeting my weaknesses.

It is quite perceptive and also cautious.

I could feel that invisible soul sphere around it. It is so thick and powerful that it would clearly sense even the microscopic grain of sand in it, but it had not sensed my strings yet.

If it had, then it would be a really good actor, because if me or anyone else had been in its place, I would have been sweating panic.

Of course, it didn't sense my strings. If it had, then it wouldn't be standing there. It would run with its tail tucked in its back.

"You are so weak, but you have killed so many of the powerful." It said, pressing me with its attack. "Thank you for your praise," I replied, while moving my sword forward, to defend.

"How do you do that?" it asked, to that, I grinned.

"You will know soon enough," I replied and soon saw panic appearing in its eye for a moment. It wanted to run away, and it should, but it suppressed that panic and continued with its attack.

"You can't kill me. I will be one, killing you," it said and intensified its attacks further.

I didn't reply to that and instead focused on defending and strings. I am nearly done with it; a few seconds more and I will have it in my core.

In these four hours, a ma.s.sive transformation had occurred in my core. I had killed a large number of Grimms, and many had the bloodline.

I focused on them, the most. It is what kept me alive. I am much stronger than I had been when I first entered the battlefield. If I had fought against this werewolf at the start of the battle, I might not have been standing here alive.

It is too powerful and fast; even in the sphere, I wouldn't have been able to move the s.h.i.+eld fast enough to stop all its attacks.

Now, I could without the s.h.i.+elds and even got a verdant core, where nearly every tree is filled with resources.

The poor bees have been working to death. They had overexerted themselves, but they also got a reward in the form of a ma.s.sive amount of nectar; it is really ma.s.sive, and honey produced through it is going to last me for years.

There is so much honey that it won't matter. Even if the honey didn't produce a single, while I am Earth Sovereign.

I pulled my focus from the core and on the Grimm. The time had come that I invited it to my core.

Three and half seconds later, the Werewolf is in my core, while I am moving toward the Grimms with the bloodline.

It is fighting against the natives, and I am going to fight it. Usually, it is not good to steal one's opponent, but it is fair game when it is about to kill him.

The Grimms are strong and if I didn't rescue the native, he would die.

It will be my last opponent here and after it, I will escape. I have decided to do it. Though, I very much like to wait; I don't want to suffer what might happen. It is not just my lifeline, but also the life of the young girl unconscious in my core.

Hun!

I had reached close to the battle when suddenly I had slowed down. I had sensed something in from above.

A sudden change had occurred in the battle above.

The Grimms intensified its attacks, and the Prime defended and there was a vibrancy in its defense. I could feel the spirit; it rose from the near defeat.

'What happened?' I asked myself and looked around, but didn't find anything.

So, I shook my head and moved toward the Grimm. The change might have occurred above, but there will be no change in my plans unless something big happens.