Whitmore couldn't help but get shocked hearing the words coming out of Lord Zaar's mouth, so he turned to Lord Hern beside him to confirm if what he heard was right, and the other man nodded before suddenly a look of shock appeared on his face. "Whitmore look," said Lord Hern, and Whitmore slowly turned his head toward the screen, fearing something bad was happening, but his utter shock, he saw something he had never expected to see He saw the familiar little bird of Lord Zaar flying toward the tens of huge water-spinning water spears coming from above, covering the whole sky. The attack is mighty, it is clear that the Frogman is not holding back any longer, and to its horror, the little sparrow is flying straight toward it. "What is that little sparrow doing? Lord Zaar, stop your sparrow!" he shouted through the screen, but there was no reply from the other side. He was shouting when the little sparrow reached close to the thousands of water spears, and he nearly shut his eyes. He was glad he did not because a moment later, he saw the most shocking thing of his life; not he, but all those who were watching were shocked seeing what had happened. As the sparrow reached the spears, when it opened its little mouth and spewed out the fire, not a small fireball, but a storm of fire came out of her little mouth. The storm of silver fire instantly enveloped tens of thousands of huge spinning water spears and began to burn, burn such a powerful attack that they began to vaporize so fast that a moment later, nothing had left. … "Ashlyn, kill the bastard!" I said as I looked at the shocked Grimm, who was looking at Ashlyn in shock; not only it but also Grimms and humans fighting above; they stopped their fight seeing their attack. Chew Chew Ashlyn chirped excitedly and went toward the Frogman, who had finally been able to control its emotions. "Bastard, don't look down on me!" Frogman roared in its croaky voice and moved its saber to attack me, but Ashlyn appeared in front of it in an instant, and her whole body turned metallic as it clashed against the powerful artifact, bearing the powerful attack head-on. CLANNG! 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞 A deafening sound rang out as they clashed, and to the shock of Frogman and others, they saw the tiny sparrow in a metallic body pushing the saber back while the Frogman shook from head to toe while the space them rippled. 'Lord Whitmore, I am leaving to aid like Patriarch Bradford and others,' I said, and for a second, there was no reply. 'I can send you there in a second, but you need to step into a stable space,' he replied. The space is not stable here with battles of the Grand Lord; I would need to move for thousands of miles to find a stable space, which will not take time, but I have a better method. 'There is no need for that,' I said with my and raised my hand forward; as I did, a huge complex circular runic formation appeared from my hand. Buzz! A moment later, not only the space around the circle stabilized, but also a gate formed in the center, and I stepped into it. The frogman tried to stop me, but Ashlyn attacked with fiery waves of wings, and the Grimm, quickly moved his saber and activated shields to stop it. I stepped out a second later to a completely silent valley, but I could faintly sense the fluctuation of the battle and moved toward it at my full speed. The power of Grand Lord gave freedom to use many abilities; that were simply impossible before, like this mobile teleportation formation. It is not just a simple formation but also a space stabilizer, which is the biggest plus point of it; it could help travel from even unstable space. It worked by creating a tunnel between the two points, which means I need to know the coordinates of the place I want to go, and the other point where I am going needs to have stable space, which is why I have appeared a distance away from the battle. … 'Patriarch Bradford, Lord Zaar will reach you in five seconds,' informed Whitmore, 'Keep the night blade ready; while Zaar may improve our chances, even he will not be able to change make a huge difference given the power of the curse,' 'So, keep the night blade ready,' said Patriarch. 'The night blade is ready; it will be deployed the moment you order,' … 'Lord Zaar, stay back; the curse is very dangerous, and there is no way to stop it from infecting you,' warned Patriarch Bradford with a very heavy tone, which is understandable considering how everyone who had fought with an old snake in these three days got infected by the curse. From what I read, the curse is invisible; you can't sense it before it infects you; the moment its sanguine smoke begins to release from the curse, and the more the curse spreads, the denser this sanguine smoke would be. The most dangerous thing about it; it also infects. 'I understand the danger Patriarch,' I said and moved toward the old snake, against whom the Patriarch is fighting, avoiding the battles of five others who are fighting against the six Grimms. The Grimms did not stop me; some even gave me a wide way toward the old snake with a smile on their faces, while humans called to stop me. As I passed them, I sent my seeds inside them; these were no normal seeds but the first twelve seeds I had created. They were first made to control the Grimms, they can still do that, but they could also do many other things, especially after leveling up with me, with a huge upgrade. Soon, I appeared beside Patriarch, and the old snake looked at me with its scarlet eyes. While we called the bastard old snake but is not a Snakeman, it is a Viperman from the Crimson Eyed Viperman tribe. It had pure black scales, which are very strong defensively, and glowing scarlet eyes, from which its tribe got their name. "Hehe, Micheal Zaar, the always confident. It seemed like you do not fear the curse," said the old snake, which made Patriarch beside me shake; he started to form an energy shield in front of me, but I shook my head at that and turned to the old snake with a smile. "I could say the same thing about you; you are standing confidently in front of me despite my strings," I said, and strings materialized in my hand for a moment before disappearing. The moment it saw them, alertness flashed into its eyes immediately, but it did not make change its place; it was still looking at me with complete confidence. "Then we will see whether my curse gets you first or your strings make me disappear," It said, within a faint hint taught as the last sentence; it clearly believes my strings could not do anything against it. "We will see," I said with a smile and turned to Patriarch Bradford; "Patriarch, let me handle the old snake; you go aid others," I said, and he had opened his mouth to decline but stopped suddenly for some reason and simply nodded. "Be careful," he said and disappeared, and I turned to face the old snake.