Buzz!
Six Grimms turned to dust and a moment later, the core shook faintly.
The powerful growth energies are released from the seedling of the world tree and spread toward the directed trees.
The growth energy is powerful and higher volume than normal. It is not surprising considering it is coming from the two Grimms, and half of this energy is going toward the single seed.
A grey seed with a silvery sheen; till now it had drunk the growth energy from the eleven Grimms, and with this growth energy, it will be thirteen.
This time is different, this time it will bud. All the proofs are there.
I watched through bated breath, or rather my clone is watching, and I am sharing the vision while fighting a Crabman. I had chosen it intentionally to fight, as I knew the seed would bud with the help of those two Grimms.
This Crabman is the weakest of all my chosen enemies, but it is doing its job. Fighting me, it is keeping away the other Grimms.
It is a battle, and I shouldn't focus on anything, but I couldn't control myself seeing seed is about to bud.
As begin to absorb the growth energy, the fertilizers in the soil disappeared too. The vast formation acted on its own, adding more and more fertilizer every second.
The vast agricultural formation had made everything much easier. It could do most of the things on its own, only one a few things do it require help from me and my clones.
A minute pa.s.sed, and then a half, before finally the seed cracked open, and a green-silver bud begin to come out of it slowly.
Immediately, I made the decision and focused on all the growth energy on the seed alone, and, to my surprise. Instead of getting overwhelmed by it, it guzzles it all while the bud begins to grow faster.
I watched it in wonder and shock.
No wonder the book had said it was hard to grow this plant. The sheer amount of growth energy it is taking is immense. Growth energy, not only grows the plants, but it also deals with deceases and other things, that kill the plants.
With the growth energy, growing plants is extremely easy.
The minute pa.s.sed, and the plant grew hand, and it is growing. If books were right, they will grow a little taller than two feet before the flowers appear on them, which will then transform into two fruits.
Hun!
I was watching its growth and fighting against the Crabman when suddenly, I pulled out all my focus off my core.
I had sensed something and not from one, but from all directions.
A few seconds pa.s.sed and change begin to appear on the other natives' and Grimm's faces. While we are worried and cursing.
I am sensing the Grimms with numbers in thousands; they are coming from there in all directions.
'f.u.c.k!' I couldn't help but curse at that. After six long hours, we have finally got the edge, and now more Grimms are coming.
It is a f.u.c.king nightmare.
"Hehe. See that human, it won't be long before we wiped you all out," it said and its attacks became intense all of a sudden. Not only it, but also of nearly every Grimms monster.
The way it happened felt like they all received the command. I was thinking about this strangeness when I got another strangeness. All the Sovereign Grimm's soul senses exploded in full power and merged with each other, forming a huge round barrier among them.
They have formed a huge barrier around the Sovereigns. It confused the h.e.l.l out of me before everything cleared suddenly a couple of seconds later.
"You b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!" I shouted at the Crabman, as I understood what these b.a.s.t.a.r.ds were trying to do.
They are playing us psychologically, and while I am angry at these b.a.s.t.a.r.ds. I couldn't help but feel impressed by their strategy.
Grimms are indeed coming, and they are coming from everywhere, but their numbers are not what they are trying to show. If I guessing right, then their number is around thirty thousand.
These b.a.s.t.a.r.ds are not far, but they are moving slowly and intentionally staying out of range of most Primary-III. Their aim is not to join the battle, but to create psychological pressure on the natives.
Their slowness and sudden intensity in Grimm's fighting are proof of that. It is also the reason those bustards above formed a sphere of soul sense.
So, our sovereigns couldn't warn us.
'It is fake. There are only thirty thousand sp.a.w.ns coming,' I shouted loudly. Off course, not with my mouth, but through the energy and soul sense and mixed with the same rule-bending power.
With it, they won't be able to block my sound fully, before it spreads through the whole battlefield.
The effect of my voice become visible before my sound reached the end of the battlefield. People who felt the pressure got their confidence back and begin to fight with vigor.
They are also angry at Grimm's strategy.
ραпdα -n૦νe| , c૦m It is not Grimms' strategy that is making them angry, but the fact that they fell for it. It made them feel shameful, and that produced anger.
"Who is the b.a.s.t.a.r.d?" Grimms shouted and looked around everywhere, but not finding the spot where the sound came from.
I had produced the sound in such a way that they wouldn't be able to determine its location.
It was very dangerous what I did. If Grimms realized I am the one who made the sound, I will have the biggest target on my back. I wouldn't even survive a minute.
Thankfully, they did not find it and I turn to my core.
The plant is still growing, but I don't think the growth energy would be enough to bring the flowers, much less the fruits, but it is fine. Only six hours have pa.s.sed, and the battle is going to last till dawn tomorrow, at the least.
Soon, the growth energy finished. It had grown the plant whole and even two small buds appeared, where a flower going to form.
At the same time, the Grimms finally showed themselves and I have to say, I am impressed again.
They came from all sides, forming a square, like they have surrounded us from all sides. It is not just that, nearly all the Grimms who formed a circle are big and looked dangerous.
Most of them are from the Crockman, Bullman, and Apeman tribes. It is showing their number bigger than it is.
Some humans fell for it, but thankfully, thousands of humans begin to shout the warning. Seeing that, I disperse my soul sense and energies that are about making another noise.
"Natives, your end has come. Prepared to die!"
Shouted the Grimms, much louder than us, before coming to us with heavy steps.
Their steps were intentionally heavy and in perfect synch with the other, creating the effect of the earthquake with their feet.
The strategy is great. While it did not work as they had wanted it to; it had produced losses for us and still doing it.
I just hope it is not too much.