Chapter 2149 - Hope (1/2)

”General!”

I stopped him as he opened the spatial tear to follow the Grimm Monsters that had run away. There is next to no chance that he will be able to capture them, the Grimms have come up with a full plan, and they succeeded.

Even though they have sacrificed the army of ten million, it is worth seeing they have gotten the Grandmaster, not to mention they have been able to save all their super powerhouses as they have run away.

'General, there is maybe a faint hope to save you,' I said telepathically as I saw him about to take a step into the spatial tear.

He stopped midstep and turned before flying toward me; it took him less than a second to appear beside me.

”Do you really have a way?” He asked; while his eyes are full of hope, he also understands them he will die. Less than 10% of people survive after getting hit by targetted poison or curse; it is mostly because they have a powerful artifact or resource they have found in ruin.

The targeted attacks are one of the most fearful attacks of Grimms that Grandmaster fears, as even our healers are incapable of dealing with them. As these attacks are designed for them, they will only act against them and useless against the other people.

”It could be said a way; it is something I had been working on but hadn't got time to test it on anyone,” I said a little awkwardly.

It is one of the formations I have been working on and haven't even perfected. I had created it with the aim of using it within a minute of being affected by the targeted poison, as for ten minutes, Grandmasters remained in control of energy, body, and soul before the attack began to take control and kill them.

He looked at me as if I was making a joke, but when he saw me in all seriousness, a surprise couldn't help but flash in his eyes.

”Fine, do whatever you want, its not like you will be able to make things worse than they already are,” he said with a sigh after a second of the wait and covered us with the dome of energy that nobody would be able to see through.

”Give me your hand,” I said, and he gave it without hesitation. As he did, I held my index finger up, and a point of sanguine and pink color began to form, and each second, it would become bigger while I would turn paler and paler.

If it had been anyone else, I would not dare to take such risks, but it is a Grandmaster's life in line, and each Grandmaster is extremely precious for us race.

As the ninth second rolled, I became paler than paper and did not have the energy to stand myself, even fighting to remain conscious. General had to support me for the last two seconds before I was done.

I shakingly moved my finger, and it touched the back of the General's hand, and the thick drop of sanguine and pink touched it.