Monster Integration



For three days, we traveled well; there were many dangerous incidents. 

Some had nearly killed, but all three days couldn't be compared to this fourth day. 

"Fucking hell!" cursed Ragas, as he looked at the map. I am too looking at it, with a clone. There is a Nero, who is also searching and very good, but even he is stuck, and couldn't find the right direction.

It is not the first time something like this had happened; it is the third time in the day.

"If this continued, then it will be impossible for us to reach our destination by tomorrow," I said, and he simply glared before looking back at his map.

The outer region and the better part of the middle region were unchanged. With Nero, we have not had to open our maps even for a minute, but as we reached the edge of the outer region, things started to mess up.

We were already aware of the space messing up, but the sheer clusterfuck we found ourselves in had awed me and frustrated me.

"We should just pick up a direction and move," he said. "Like we had done in the morning?" I asked him and he once again glared at me.

In the morning, we did that and ended up wasting nearly two hours.

"Do you have any better way?" he asked. "I am looking," I replied. "Well, ask your monster to look harder," he said and there was not a hint of surprise on my face, which he was looking for.

In these few days, I had left some crumbs of information about having a monster.

It would be idiotic if I tried to make him think. All these abilities are mine. There is a high risk that he might have developed an interest in me, which I don't want.

He is very dangerous; not strength-wise, even in that he is dangerous, but he is more dangerous, because of the place he is from.

In that place, Sovereigns are common as chickens; even Sky Sovereign is nothing special. So, if he notices something about me, that he shouldn't; then it would be game over for me.

The people from that place could take me without me knowing and do things that I couldn't control.

Hun!

A few more minutes passed, and suddenly a smile appeared on my face. "I have found the way," I said to him.

It is Nero who found a way, and he knows it, before I will not say his name. It is better if he remained in obscurity.

"Really?" he asked, and I nodded and began to walk toward the way Nero is showing me, avoiding the dangers that are on the way.

There are dangerous, with over 95% of them having the power to crush us immediately. We are avoiding them, as there are no other options than that.

An hour passed, and we were moving steadily. We had needed to stop once again, but Nero had quickly found the way and we are still moving.

I wish we could go faster, to make up for the hours we have lost, but this is the fastest we could go. If move any faster, we could get discovered and I don't want to get discovered by angry Grimm or Natives.

Yes, they are angry. 

Why wouldn't they be? They are confused by the mess the spatial shambling had created. It had even stumped the mighty earth Sovereigns and made them so angry that they had started to pull their hair.

Staying away from such dangers is a wise thing.

"Stop," I said as I stopped Ragas, and he did. Something is happening not far away from us.

A Werewolf Earth Sovereign is moving toward a wonder. A contained fiery storm: it is more like a tornado, and the power from it is much calmer than all the wonders I had seen.

It is likely why the Grimm is moving there to harvest those crystals from them.

I have only seen a few natives or Grimms go for the wonders. Most back down, after going too close. Some would go for it despite the danger and get what they want at the cost of heavy injuries.

Those are daredevils; these things are extremely dangerous. The further we are away from them, the better.

As for why, I had stopped when I didn't pass the times when I saw natives and Grimms doing such idiotic things. It is because this bastard is on our way and seeing how fucked up the space is here; we have to move from where Grimm is.

So, we will have to wait till it is finished with its things.

"Spawn is overestimating its abilities; that tornado is far more dangerous than it had realized," said Ragas, as the artifact in his shown.

"Will it die?" I asked. 

I have never seen an Earth Sovereign die; I want to see it happen.

"It depends on how prepared it is, but even if it is completely prepared. It will suffer a heavy injury," he said. I nodded and focused back on the vision through Nero's eyes.

The Grimms moved slowly, taking every precaution it could, including activating more than ten defensive methods around its body.

Finally, it had reached near the tornado, before stopping; a moment later, a silver square block appeared in its hand. 

A moment later; it lit up gently, and thick strings begin to come out of it. There are a total of twelve strings that came out of the block and all of them moved toward the tornado, the crystals to be exact.

There are fire elemental crystal, wind elemental crystals, and the ones that contain both.

From what I am seeing, it is going for all types.

It moved the strings carefully and brought them all inch away from the crystals it wants, before moving the strings toward the crystals at the same time.

"Idiot," cursed Ragas.

I didn't understand his cursing. As Grimms thick strings, picked up those crystals, it started to bring them back and even have a smile on its face; it is clear it had succeeded.

The smile had remained on its face for a fraction of a second before it changed that of horror.

It threw away the silver block it was holding and moved to run. It had taken a step to run, when suddenly, its whole body turned bright red, before turning back.

A moment later, its ashes flew away in the air, leaving behind nothing.

I watched in shock; it was so sudden that even now, I am not understood, the hell that happened. Just a second ago, it had a smile on its face, but a fraction of a second, it turned to horror as it red, before turning back.

A mighty Earth Sovereign had just died like that; it didn't even get a chance to scream before turning to the ashes.

"What the hell had happened?" I asked Ragas. 

"It touched the things it shouldn't have and got what deserve," he replied, and I gave him a look before he just smiled.

The attack on the Grimm had been extremely dangerous; it had not only turned it to ashes but also the artifacts and storage.

It is very hard to destroy them, but tornado did. Though not everything had been destroyed, some had remained.