"Look," my clone said; before it even said it, I knew what it had found due to us being one, and my eyes couldn't help but light up. It carefully brought out the thing; it is extremely dangerous, and looking at its aura, we will need all the carefulness in the world to handle it. It is a corruption, and its level is faintly above Grand Lord. If it had it had been not sealed in such a powerful container that could hide it from the world, it would have attracted the world to it. I sent my clone to check the seeds with its mind being faster and took the container toward the corruption pool, which had been drained of all the power. The stainless lotuses have taken so much that there is barely any corruption had remained inside. I cautiously opened the seal of the container and began to drop it little by little; I did not remove the hundreds of stainless lotuses floating over the pool. These lotuses are powerful and more than capable enough to take care of themselves in front of powerful corruption. It is their food; they thrive on it. As I begin to drop the oily dark corruption in the pool, I have also unlocked the access of growth energy to lotuses. The moment I did, these peak Grand Lord class lotuses ravenously began to suck the powerful corruption from the pool. As I had said, this corruption is food to them; they live on it. These are already peak Grand Lord class stainless lotuses, but they are still advancing, trying to break out of the limit that corruption and growth energy they are taking had. They might just succeed. I have added corruption in the pool for about a minute before I stopped. There is still a huge amount of it remains the vassal, but the amount I have added to the pool would be more than enough. I placed the container in a safe place before returning to the old snakes' storage and starting to shift through the seeds. The bastard truly has a huge collection of seeds; there are so many of them that I wish I could plant all of them, but I do not have that amount of growth energy, even if I harvest all the Grimes alive on the battlefield. Which is three. Rustle! The mysterious tree rustled as it finished sucking off the blood videos and turning to dust while, at the same time, releasing a huge amount of growth energy. About a minute passed when I opened my eyes again, and another blood vidette appeared in front of me, which I immediately took in my core before closing my eyes again. Half a minute later, another appeared, and I took it inside, leaving only one Grimm on the battlefield. The last Grimm knowing it would die and could run away under the assault of so many humans, tried to blast its core. It would have created quite a lot of destruction and killed few, but to its shock, it found out it could not do it. It took twenty-second for it to be defeated before it appeared in front of me, and I took it inside me. 'All Grand Lord, appear in Pyramid within a minute,' said Matron, and immediately, her projection appeared on the battlefield while I decided to leave with my main body, considering what I had to do. "We have won; we have wiped the bastards!" shouted the Grand Lord from the Mistson as I stepped into. Some of the Grand Lords seemed to be cheering mood, but as they saw me, many faces began to look at me angrily, while others remained with unchanged expressions; these were the ones who knew the truth of our impending doom. I took my seat, bearing the knife-like gazes of the Grand Lords. It took a few seconds, but all Grand Lords gathered in their real bodies and the projection. "Now that everyone gathered, I want to lodge complained against Lord Zaar; he stole our kills, our rights, he sho" "Shut up!" roared Patriarch Bradford angrily as it glared at Grand Lord Rowenson of Mistson. The man seemed shocked by some of his friends and even opened his mouth but closed immediately, seeing the expressions of half of the Grand Lords, especially of the old Grand Lords. "How long we have, Lord Zaar?" asked Patriarch Bradford, and everyone turned to me. "If it had been prepared for such a scenario, then less than an hour, which I do not think it had been," "They have prepared, with the videttes, very sure of their victory. The powerhouse wouldn't have made the preparation to break into the world; it did not need to with such preparations," I said, and I could see many of them taking a small sigh of relief. Those confused are getting filled who could sheer horror appearing on their faces; some even able to maintain a connection as they glitched. This is horrifying news, especially to those who thought we had won; only to know there is a Grimm powerhouse that has a level above the Tyrant stage. To be honest, I wanted to smile, and it appeared on my face, despite my great efforts to control my emotions, that nobody seemed to be blaming me for smiling in such horrifying circumstances. "Breaking into the world for a powerhouse like it is no simple thing, the faintest leaking of its power and the world would muster all its power to crush this enemy," "If I were to guess, then this powerhouse would need at least fifteen days to one month to make the preparations to break into the world," I said, and others nodded, likely to come to the same decision with their knowledge. "I think we should prepare for the worse and think it might appear within an hour," I said, and the expressions of everyone had changed, especially of the new Grimms. "What do you propose?" asked Matron. "First, we should change the destination pyramid to Blackstone island; the battle of Grand Lords has immensely damaged the world, and we cannot afford to damage it further," I said. "Supreme Commander, prepare to shift the Pyramid to Blackstone Island," said Elder Lord, and other Grand Lords nodded in affirmation. Others wanted to object to it, but one look from Matron had made all of them silent. "The second is more important; I think we should send most Grand Lords and our brightest to hide," "They will hide for decades or centuries, the above-the-limit powerhouse won't stay forever, and the moment it leaves, our Grand Lord will attack to wipe out the Grimms from the face of the earth," I said. "With the power that powerhouse has, we won't be able to hide. It will find us, even if we hide in ruins," said Supreme Commander. "I have a way around that," I said, and seeds twinkling like stars came out of my hand. "These are sealing seeds; they are capable of sealing even the Grand Lords' power." "With these, they will be able to hide inside ruins, which are limited to King and Emperors," I said. "There is no other choice," said Lady Angela and turned to Grand Lords, who nodded. "So who will stay and fight, and who will hide for the future of our race?" she asked the silent table, which burst into a great raucous the next second.