CLANNNG CLANNNG CLANNNG

I am dancing with my sword to defend against the powerful attack of ice lances, filled with the might of sending me off this word.

It is extremely dangerous, but I am live. As for how long, I don’t know?

The attack should have been over within eight and a half seconds, but it had been twenty-two seconds since I had been defending against it.

The bastard isn’t willing to let me go; it is materializing more and more lances, trying to kill me.

I have already dodged over two thousand of them and that’s to my core, I was not hit by even a single one. Though it could change immediately, with the slightest mistake on my part.

I bob my head down by an inch before raising it, one and a half seconds later, dodging twelve lances.

They were close, four of them were less than a centimeter away from touching me.

Puch!

A few more seconds passed when suddenly, an edge of a lance blade cut through me. I knew it was coming, but couldn’t move fast enough.

The cut was small, and it poured a massive amount of energy into me. So much that it would have frozen my entire arm had I been unprepared.

Thankfully, I was not.

I had a second to act when I realized. I won’t be able to dodge the attack fully. I created the formation on that. 

The moment the lance had sliced through me. The pocket enveloped it and sealed itself. I will deal with it later if I can survive this shit.

CLANNNG CLANNNG CLANNNG

The attacks kept coming, and I kept dodging them. A few of them had even touched my armor, but aside from the first one; not a single one of them was able to cut the skin.

It could happen again as the attack is still coming. The bastard isn’t willing to give up.

Nor I would start defending; let it send as many as attacks it wants. I will continue to defend against them till my last breath.

A minute and seven seconds passed when I saw no new lances to defend. The attack had finally stopped.

It took a while for a roaring energy inside me to calm down, and I looked for a deep breath, before turning to the Lizardman, who was fighting intensely against Magnus.

I don’t know whether the two stops made him powerful, or he was hiding his power, but his strength had increased a lot. 

While he is still weaker than the Lizardman, he didn’t seem to be in danger, like the last time. 

It is making the Lizardman angry, and it’s focusing its all on Magnus, and thank god for that. I am at my limit; I don’t know whether I would have been able to remain unarmed if it continued attacking me for a few more minutes.

I looked around the battlefield and it is going intense, especially the battle of Earth Sovereign.

Even after such an advancement, I couldn’t see it. All I am seeing was its faint blur and powerful sounds and shockwaves.

Thankfully, this mist is very good at absorbing them. If we had been outside, I would have died or been extremely injured by those powerful shockwaves.

‘Fucking Grand Arts,’ I thought. The Grand Arts at the Earth Sovereign level become even more dangerous.

If our Earth Sovereigns lost; people like me could forget escaping from this place.

Which is making me think of escaping and seeing how I am the perfect spot to make the run. I might succeed before any Grimm could stop me. 

The moment the thought came into my mind; I shook it away. I am not someone who would run, leaving the allies from behind. Not to mention, conditions are not as desperate as I thought they would be.

We are doing better than I had thought we would.

‘Do you need help?’ I asked Jeh. He is the only one I could ask. I am not in a match in the battle of Grand Arts. Even against the enemies, Jeh is fighting, I would be pressed hard.

‘No, but if any more spawn came at me. Deal with it,’ replied. ‘Ok,’ I said and moved toward Jeh, but not too close.

I am glad that Jeh is fighting at the edge of the whole battlefield. 

Buzz!

I was moving when my core buzzed and poured out a powerful strengthening energy, which my body and soul begin to consume like a hungry beast.

I could feel my strength rising by it and it made me happy. 

Seeing these battles for me, I realized how weak I am, and I don’t want to feel weak. I want to be strong, strong enough to get out of this place alive.

These feelings are making me look at Grimms with the bloodline and kill them. There are a lot of them, but going at them would be dangerous and I care about my life enough to not make such foolish decisions.

The strengthening energy flows into my body and soul, while the growth energy flows into my core.

This energy is moving toward the new seeds I had planted. I have come across a large collection of seeds, and I planted those, I felt important to me.

There are really many seeds in the Grimm’s storage that Nero killed. A few of them are extremely precious. I had already planted and even removed a few planted plants to make space for them.

Now, nearly every part of my core had been planted; I have even reduced the buildings to make more space.

I truly hadn’t thought I would run out of space so quickly. It wasn’t long ago, the space more than doubled and felt so big, but now, it seemed so little.

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