Monster Integration



PUCH!

After more than twenty minutes of fighting and eighty-two cuts across my body. I had finally killed the Alabaster Snakeman.

The healing power is healing my injuries fast; most of the old injuries had been healing and the poison in them had been destroyed and now the same is happening to the fresh injuries as well.

The market had helped tremendously to me; I was able to make many of the ingredients needed to create better healing solutions suitable for it. I had also been able to improvise the healing formations.

The healing formations do far more than send the healing energies to my body. 

The Snakeman will help a lot in growing the plants in my core, but I will need more. As I had expected, growth energy from the Apeman was far from enough, and what I will get by Snakeman wouldn't be enough, seeing the seed's appetite.

I am not worried about the growth energy; I know as long as I am alive on the battlefield. I will continue to get it.

The thing I am worried about is the fertilizer; it is not just guzzling the growth energy; it is guzzling the fertilizer. I had created a large amount of it, but seeing the way it is guzzling it all, I feared it might not be enough.

Fertilizer is important; it produces much less strain on the growth energy and also makes it grow the plants faster.

I shook my head and pushed those thoughts away; my clones are working on creating another batch of it. Till, I hope, I would be enough.

Hun!

I was about to move to another prey when suddenly, another Grimm appeared behind me and attacked. 

It is very fast and, to my shock, nearly as powerful as the Snakeman. The only difference between them is that the one who attacked me is Werewolf and is at Peak of the Primary-III stage and did not have a bloodline.

CLANNNG!

I was able to defend against it on time, but I was pushed back a couple of steps while it came at me with another powerful attack.

"Die!" it shouted as the attack reached me, but I could defend it, but it did not deter it as it attacked me again and then again. 

While I defended, before slowly moving to the counter, while analyzing its every movement. 

Since the last battle, I have become quite good at it. This ability of mine had been a little rusted since I had gotten the strings. I tried to keep it up, but the strings were too amazing, and I couldn't be disciplined in their uses.

Now, I am using my analytical ability again and much better than before.

If I survive, I will benefit greatly from it, even when I got back my string. I will get them. The only thing I have to do is reach the Sovereign class and I will.

I fought against it with everything I have, and I am not the only one doing it.

The natives, the Grimms, are doing the same to kill each other, and I have to say, things are going well for humans.

The difference in number is about similar to what I had faced in the Umber Region, but here the natives are doing well. Likely because more than half of the people have come from other regions, and they needed to fight a bloody battle to reach here.

It might be a single battle, but it had given them the experience to deal with the Grimms and fight in such battles. 

We have not gained the edge. The Grimms are still pressing us and hundreds of us are dying by the minute, but Grimms are dying at a greater rate. 

This is what will give us the edge; once we got the edge or got their numbers equal to us. We will be able to kill them even more rapidly.

The Grimms are not an idiot; they seemed to understand that as well. I want to see how they will deal with it. Whether they have any card up to their sleeve to deal with such things.

I hope they do not. It might jeopardize or destroy our plans to leave this place.

While the result on the ground will help, our fate depends on what happened above. Even if we wipe out every Grimm, but lost the battle above, we will be defeated.

A hundred Sovereigns would be enough to wipe us all out. So, even if we lose below, we need to win above to win this battle.

From what I could see, the natives are fighting a tough battle above. The new Sovereigns seemed to be at a disadvantage, compared to others. This is not surprising, as most of the old Sovereigns have experience with the Grimms.

They were sent to Grimm hunting missions and took part in many battles against the Grimms.

It is quite common for a Sovereign of a few decades to have experience in at least a few battles against the Grimms. 

I pushed the thoughts of Sovereign and fully focused on the Peak-Primary-III. The bastard is as powerful as the Grimm I had fought before it, but it is not able to carve my body like an animal.

It did not have sufficient experience. 

As I had said before, those with bloodlines are always good at fighting to the impartation of knowledge. The ones with inheritance have to work hard; I also fall into that category, but I had enough experience to fight and kill those with the bloodline.

The war in my native world did many things inexplicable things, but it also made every person a capable warrior.

Each one of those, including Grandmaster Salvador, who comes to the prime world, has enough fighting experience to go head-to-head with the Bloodline Grimms of the same level.

Elina and Jill are most skilled and powerful enough that those of the same level are no match for them.

I also fall into that category. Till now, I had not seen anyone in Primary-II, who could last more than one move against me.

The only one who had come to Prime world with us, but lacks sufficient experience against the Grimm, is my sister. She did not get to fight too many Grimms. The Grimms she had fought were the ones hiding.

Though, that does not mean she is not good.

She is a natural fighter and worked very hard to gain every bit of power she had. Not to mention she had been trained by the best. 

She had refused to take help from me, but she did not mind sparring, and in those thousands of spars, I had taught her everything I could.

Remembering her, tears couldn't help but appear in my eyes, but I wiped them out and focused on the Grimm in front of me.

It had already been ten minutes since I was fighting against this bastard, and nearly ready to kill it. It might also be thinking the same, seeing how I am letting it injure me.

It might not have the same experience as the Snakeman. That does not mean it is easy to kill. 

I have to create an opportunity for that to happen.