Monster Integration

I stepped into the forest, or I rather say, I flew into it; my feet did not touch the ground as I flew through the forest. I am flying slowly but enjoying it immensely; I had never flown such smoothly in my life.

The forty-seven new flight formations seemed to be working much better than I had imagined; they made everything smooth, from control to flight.

If this had not been a dangerous forest, I would be shooting across its skies, testing the limits of those formations, but it would not be possible in the current circumstances.

This place was extremely dangerous; it had been less than a minute since I had entered the forest, but I could already feel the beguiling force coming at me, trying to sway my will gently.

It is said the methods of the forest are so smooth that one would get caught in it before one realizes how. It is imperative that one takes all the precautions there are to protect themselves.

I had already sealed my armor with the tightest formation and stopped using the common soul sense, despite the alluring range it could provide me with my current strength, and it is also the reason I am flying through the forest that is running through it.

It is not the soul this forest beguiles, but the body; the plants release various gaseous psychedelics to aphrodisiacs, anything that could force one to lose their mind. It is also due to it; this forest is a treasure trove; there are many plants of such nature lying around.

These plants are extremely rare outside, but here they are as common as grass.

I am collecting them, and thankfully, there are no rules against that. The maze had been too barren; while it had the pretty plants, they were mostly useless; I had collected less than a hundred, but here, in less than a minute, I had already collected a hundred.

People would say, I should focus more on the challenge, and I am doing that; I am barely using 10% of my brain's power in collecting; if I wanted to, I could collect thousands of these a minute. This is not an easy task considering one could not simply pull those resources; most of them require a certain method.

Hun!

A little more than an hour passed when I stopped in surprise. I have sensed a human; she is four kilometers away and, like me flying through the forest. Finding a human is not surprising; what is surprising is that she is not part of the people in the oasis.

She must have come from a different challenge.

I looked at her for a few seconds before moving my soul sense away. Yes, I am using a soul sense, despite it being a surefire way to get yourself beguile fast.

It is not common soul sense, which, by the way, now has become so powerful that I could cover hundreds of miles in a moment, thousands at full power. This is a special soul sense, protected with rule-bending power; its range is very small, just five miles, which is better than not using any soul sense at all.

Hun!

Barely a minute had passed when suddenly, I sensed a wave of soul sense washing over me.

"The idiot Grimm," I immediately knew it was from a Grimm, a High-Grandmaster; everybody is High-Grandmaster now, so I should not be surprised. The bastard should have been aware that one should not use the soul sense, but it seemed like it was too confident in its abilities.

Though I did detect a hint of bloodline in the soul sense, that immediately made me happy.

"Let's test it," I said, and immediately, my soul sense receded to me before I made it take the shape of string, and inside it went an actual string.

The soul sense-covered string became invisible and shot out like a rocket with the hound on top; it moved at incredible speed toward the source of soul sense, and five seconds later, it reached it; it was about twelve miles away and the idiot who done that is a Bullman.

The Bullman is familiar; it is one of the few Grim Grandmasters who were able to clear the maze, and the most interesting thing about it is that the bastard had cleared it in five days; even Jill and Lady Atkins had taken the six days to clear it.

So, one could understand how much I want to kill the bastard.

As the string reached it, it had wrapped around it; the single string only took three seconds to wrap itself around the Grimm before a look of shock appeared on its face.

I pulled the bastard toward me, and it was coming toward me; there was a look of alarm on the giant bastard's face, but I found out it could do nothing against the invisible force. The powerful strength of the High-Grandmaster, which had just gained a day ago, was useless in front of this invisible force.

Six seconds later, the Grimm stopped and looked at me.

"Who are you?" it asked, "You already know," I said; the recognition already flashed in its eyes the moment it saw me.

Not that it had recognized me through the armor, which was hard, not only because they could not see my face, but I had designed it in such a way that one could not even tell whether it was a man or woman inside through the building.

It had recognized me through my method; there are very few people among the humans who could bind it in such a way as I had done it.

It opened its mouth to say something, but I shook my head, and it disappeared, and I continued, and four seconds later, a smile appeared on my face when I saw the harvest begin. With this level, the process has now become much faster.

Buzz!

Nine seconds passed when the harvest finished, and a moment after that, the strengthening energy released, which by the way, seemed quite pale compared to the energies I had, and it is.

The energy of boost had been powerful, and so are the energies of breakthrough; even some High-Grandmaster had provided me much better energy than it, which is understandable. It is a powerful Grandmaster, but still not someone with a core; it could not provide me with the quality of strengthening energy as them.

I only glanced at a trickle for a moment before focusing on the growth energy inside me.

I got control over it and directed it toward the few new plants I had planted; immediately, I got surprised by the level of resistance I was feeling or lack thereof. There is barely resistance; I could divert it everywhere I want effortlessly.

The new seeds begin to grow rapidly with growth energy that, by that time, all the energy had expended; all of them had reached a Tyrant class.

They would have reached a Grandmaster class at the least if not one plant there being guzzle; it is a guzzler at the level of stainless lotuses. I had directed half of the growth of High-Grandmaster at it, and it was only able to reach the level of Tyrant barely.

It would not have if not for me giving it a little extra energy from other plants share at the end.