Bang Bang Bang It had been six and a half hours since I had come here, and we were still attacking the dome. Though we are very close to breaking it. If what I am seeing is right, then we will be able to break it in less than five minutes and I hope, my preparations are enough to deal with what will happen next. I am confident the moment dome breaks apart; all hell would break loose. There is a host of freaking Grand Art; they are extremely rare and almost all of them are from realms. Likely, the one here is also from the realm. Though, I don't understand one thing. Why did they come to the prime world? These people would only come out of the realm when they become Sky Sovereign; some wouldn't come out to the prime world at all. From what I could sense from the art; the host is not strong. His Grand Art is at early Sovereign comprehensive. If it had been Mid or Peak. He wouldn't have needed to be this sneaky. He would have easily killed all of them without any problem. This makes things even more interesting. If I played my cards right, I might be able to gain a fruit or two. Crack Crack Crack… Finally, the first crack rang out, and a moment later, another and then another. Soon, the whole dome filled with cracks as the people begin to attack the dome enthusiastically. BANNG! The attacks become stronger, and the dome exploded into pieces. Immediately, a Taslkal tree appeared in front of eyes of everyone. It is a tall tree with blue leaves and over a hundred fruits around it. It is a large tree, double the size of Grimms, and had beautiful red fruits like apples, that will make one bite them after just a look. "Nobody takes a step toward it. This tree belongs to us," roared the Lightning Werewolf as a few Grimms and natives took a step forward, before stopping immediately at the sound of Lightning Werewolf. "And us," added the Dog Beastman, looking at the Grimms challengingly. I barely glanced at them. Instead, my focus is ahead. Not on the tree, but on the water at the lake surrounding it. The water is not common, but melyg water; is something I really need. With it, I would be able to increase the potency of the seven aurora waves even further. "How about we first plug the fruits, before fighting to gain, what others got," said Lightning Werewolf as the lightning crackled across its skin. "Fine," agreed the beastman, and they turned toward the tree. Hun! They were about to take a step toward it when suddenly, a thick mist materialized around them. It is so dense that I couldn't see even my hand and, most importantly; it is messing up with my senses. The Empire of Mist. It had once again appeared and its power was immense; it might be at the level of Early Sovereign, but its host had a day to prepare. He had shown what a host of the Empire of Mist could do in a favorable environment and time to prepare. It wouldn't matter if there were peak sovereigns around. The mist had covered everything, and it blocked every sense. Soul sense, auditory sense, and visual sense. Everything had been blocked, and it made even the Peak Sovereign panic. Even, they couldn't do anything against it, despite their power. It immediately sobered me when I thoughts; the mist had blocked their senses, not their power. If they attacked indiscriminately, then it would be bad. Till now, they had not done it, but they will soon. It didn't see any other options. I had just thought that when I sensed the purposeful movement. There is no panic or raging aura. The person moves confidently toward the bridge over the lake, leading to the tree. I also moved toward it, and he sensed it immediately. A mist sword in his hand, and he swung at me; a smile appeared on my face as I moved to defend. Clang! Our weapons clashed, and I felt the familiar power of the empire of mist. If I had not been prepared, it would have been dangerous for me. "Relax, I only want some water and a few fruits," I said to him with a smile as he looked at me in shock. The person in front of me is a white wolf beastman and looked quite young. A late teen, and had a face handsome enough that for a moment, I felt attraction for him. "How can you move around my method?" he asked, looking at me seriously. "You mean your Grand Art, Empire of Mist?" I asked back, and he got shocked, before controlling his emotions. "I am used to it," I replied, which again shocked him, and he keep looking at him, likely thinking, what to do. "I don't want to interrupt you, but your art won't be able to hold for long. We should quickly get what we want and get out of here before the Peak Sovereigns start their rampage," I said and moved toward the bridge. He looked at me, before following me quickly. Soon, we reached the bridge, and a bottle appeared in my hand, which I threw down, but to my surprise. A layer of formation appeared on the surface of the water and the bottle is destroyed. A smiled seeing that, and a simple glass bottle appeared in his hand, and he threw it down. To my surprise, the bottle passed through the formation effortlessly and fell into the lake, where it begins to suck the water. "I hope you will share some of the water with me," I asked shamelessly. He just looked at me and kept moving toward the tree and within a few seconds, we reached it. Immediately, hundreds of strings came out of my hand and moved toward the fruits, plucking them all. He didn't even look at it, instead took out a black pearl and threw it toward the ground. The peal seeped into the ground and a moment later; the earth begins to move up and down the tree. I first thought he was taking the tree, but it seemed like, like the fruits on it. He has no interest in the tree either; he wants something else. "You can give this to me, if you are not interested," I said, seeing how roughly the tree is coming out. He didn't even glance at me, but a few seconds later. I could see the tree coming out more gently. Eleven seconds later, the huge tree came out with the roots and all, and I swept it into my core. At that moment, he glances at me, and I wanted to curse myself. Thankfully, he only glanced at me, before focusing back on the ground. Trying to take out whatever that was hiding inside. I didn't have to wait for long. Sixteen seconds later, a large yellow stele came out. It had dense text carved in it in the script I don't know but felt familiar. As it came out, a big smile appeared on his expressionless face and a moment later, it disappeared.