“Oh no, you are not going anywhere; your enemy is me,” said the Grimm Grand Lord as it attacked Lady Vivian with an earthshaking attack, immediately stopping her from going aid to her sister.
I looked at two presences coming toward me for a moment before focusing on the Grand Commander, who seemed to be lost as she looked at her hands while more and more lunar frost energy coming out of her, but unlike the initial burst, this time the energy only seemed to be enveloping her.
Still, that is dangerous as the more it accumulates, the more power it gathers, and that is spreading out. If it kept happening, the lunar frost energy would soon reach me, which would be bad.
Not to mention the two powerful presences coming closer and closer to us; it is clear their target is Grand Commander, who seemed to be lost for some reason.
Buzz!
Bad news after bad news kept coming till one good thing came; the runes had finished harvesting the two Grimms, and now my core had released the strengthening energies, which immediately spread into my body through the runes.
The strengthening energy begins to heal the damaged cells as it had appeared, at the same time strengthing them.
Hun!
Though I noticed while the strengthening energy is healing and strengthening the cells, it is not touching the ones covered with lunar frost energy.
Something like this had never happened, nor I was in such a condition before. Even when I was attacked with powerful energies, I quickly dealt with them before the strengthening energy came to heal them. It is the first time I have come across such powerful energy.
My sun rule and herbal sun energies are fighting hard, but this lunar energy is too powerful. It is very hard to whittle it away, and the damning thing is, I could not use more powerful energies than this, or I would end up destroying my own cells.
Buzz!
It is a little different for my soul, and after observing for a while, I used different formations with powerful energy.
My soul is a little stronger than my body, and most importantly, it is not limited to restrictions the body has. So, as long as I am willing to bear the torturous pain, I will be able to get rid of the lunar frost covering my soul faster than the body.
BOOOOM BOOOOM BOOOOM
A couple of seconds have passed, and nothing had changed aside from the battle between the Grimm Grand Lord and Lady Vivian having reached an even more horrifying level that even a simple movement of hand and feet of Grimm Grand Lord, the space would shatter.
Both of them are fighting hard, but I could feel their gazes toward the Grand Commander and Star Crockman, both of them are related to them by blood.
I couldn’t help but be surprised by the strength of the Star Crockman; despite bearing a burst of a blast of lunar frost and standing so close to it, it is still alive.
It had formed the egg of first energy around itself, but that was far from enough to protect against this lunar energy. I wonder how its body and soul are reacting to lunar frost, especially its bloodline, which I think is the biggest reason it is alive.
I want to seep my seed inside and look at everything that is happening; it is such a life and death condition where the bloodline fights for its survival that it did it show its real strength. I want to seep my seed inside it and analyze every grain of data.
Though it would not happen, my seeds are not strong enough to bear the power of the lunar frost; they will get destroyed even before they reach close.
I should be happy with the trove of data I had gotten from the Apeman and should not expect more, not to mention there are more important things I should be worried about; the two presences, which have now close enough that I could see them clearly.
‘Futra of Red Wings and Bastr of Scarlet Sand,’ I said in horror as I looked at coven members; I knew they would send someone strong; there are many intelligent people among the Grimms who would not take long to understand what was happening.
Still, sending two members of the coven is too much, as this single battlefield now has three members of the coven.
These two are quasi-Grand Lords but much stronger than the other quasi-Grand Lords; they are the strongest quasi-Grand Lords of the whole Grimm race, and unlike the Grand Lords who directly became a member of a coven, these people have to fight to the death for each seat.
From what I have read, the competition for each seat is extremly bloody, but every one of those selected, best of best among Grimms, has the ability to survive against the Grand Lord a minute or two.
Soon they breached the spatial restrictions and flew directly toward the Grand Commander; Lady Vivian tried to move toward her sister, but the Grimm Grand Lord stopped her. It seemed to be well acquainted with some of the abilities of the fortress of a mirror, as it was able to counter, while against some, it used sheer power.
Suddenly, the two stopped; they had stopped right above me and looked at me; I could feel their oppressive gazes on my frozen body.
“My my, looked at how might lord of strings Zaar had frozen by a big of the lunar frost,” said the Futra of Red Wings in mock. It is a Fire Wing Mantisman. According to its fire, it is extremly fast; those below Grand Lords couldn’t catch up to it.
“It is our great luck!” said Bastr of Scarlet Sand; it is from the Sand Armored Viperman tribe. Its power is not only defensive but also extremly hot and could be even hotter.
They have chosen wisely; both of them are fire elemental powerhouses that will be greatly effective against the Grand Lord.
“We should kill it while it is frozen, along with other humans; we might never get a chance like this in the future,” said Futra giddily, and a dark red fireball appeared in its hand, which it threw down toward me while Bastr formed the three sand lances that went toward the three other frozen humans.
These two have wasted no time in attacking us, targeting all four human High Grandmasters; the only one they did not attack was Grand Commander; they seemed quite apprehensive about her.
I felt the fireball coming toward me; the fireball is huge, bigger than my head, but smaller than the palm of Futra.
It is powerful without doubt and would burn me, even when this lunar frost covering me and powerful strengthening energy circulating inside me; this fireball is not something I could defend against.
The only person I could count on is fighting, she is trying to get away, but Grimm Grand Lord had her cornered, while Grand Commander is still looking lost while more and more lunar frost accumulates around her.
She did not seem like she could do anything, and I could not shout for help or contact her telepathically since she was the one who had frozen away my body and soul.
