"I shouldn't have given it such an easy death," I said as I looked at the decapitated body of the Grimm; it would have been much better if I had harvested it.
It would have been a fitting punishment for all the humans it had killed and eaten, and it would have given me an essence rose, and I need essence roses, especially of its level.
I have been turning them and sending them out with those who are leaving; I am sure they have already started showing their usage on the battlefield.
I shook my head at the mistake and collected the body of the Grimm; while I could not harvest it from the essence rose, I could harvest it in the crystals; it had been a while since I had done that.
After dealing with the Grimm, I resumed walking, reading each mural by a step and copying them.
Since I arrived in this place, I have copied hundreds of them, but not a single one seemed to have connected to each other. It is clear all of them are part of a single story, but the story is damn huge that I felt like I would have to collect thousands of them before I find something connecting.
Five hours passed, and in the five hours, I had collected a few hundred more murals and pasted my seals on the glittering glass they are, but not a single glass had reappeared in front of me.
Maybe my seal is getting destroyed by a glass, or maybe I have yet to e across them; it is very hard to tell.
As I was moving, the glasses disappeared and appeared around me, blocking the old ways and creating new ones.
Also, three new Grimms in front of me.
"Disappointing,'
As I looked at the three Grimms, all Grandmasters. They opened their mouth as they saw me, but before they could let the word out, they disappeared, appearing into my core where the runes began to climb on their bodies.
One had a bloodline, and while the two were useless, I did not want to kill them, seeing the number of humans they had killed. It is better they get harvested; it would be a better end for them.
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