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  As the glass bowl stopped, the bones of Antman began to spread while its skin splintered and thick carapace began to cave in on many places.

  The pressure had suddenly increased while the lamp began to consume an even greater amount of blood energy, and with it, it was able to attract the first pure strand of fire which landed gently on the glass bowl, increasing the pressure of the Grimms further.

  The mission of Grimms is to collect the fire, the pure fire coming out from the globe. For it, they brought out precious artifacts such as a lamp.

  The strand of fire collected into a tiny glass bowl is very small, far from enough to fill it, so a few minutes later, the bowl had attracted the second strand of fire and strand after that. With every strand, the pressure on the Grimms would increase even further.

  The Horseman did not seem to be caring about the pressure others were feeling and even looked back at them with a clear warning in its eyes. Seeing that nobody dared to complain and even tried harder.

  One strand after another began to fill the glass bowl, and each strand would increase the pressure by the time the bowl had been completely filled with the fire strands. The early Grandmasters were barely keeping themselves alive.

  As the glass bowl filled, it began to come back, but its speed was much slower than before, but nobody seemed to mind it.

  The slower the speed the bowl has, the lesser speed they would feel. Though all of them are still feeling quite a lot of pressure, the bowl was not empty when it went out of the lamp.

  It took quite a while, but the bowl had reached the lamp before going inside through the open door. The door of the lamp closed, and runes of it lit up; just as that happened, all the pressures the Grimms were feeling had disappeared.

  "All of you eat the recovery medicine, and we will begin with the second bowl right after your injuries are healed," The Horseman said before turning back to lamb and watching the lighted section of the lamp with greed.

  If I had been there, I would have looked at the lamp with the same expressions. The strands of fire they have collected are too precious, and different plans have already begun to form in my mind about the way I could kill it.

  The Grimms rested for nearly eleven hours and consumed a lot of precious resources before they healed completely.

  They begin again, but this time, there was slightly less pressure than before. With fire lighting up one of its twelve sections, it had begun to help, and like before, it began to collect fire after the bowl reached close enough the globe of fire.

  Soon, the second bowl also returned, having burning white fire filled it to the brim and went to the second section of the lamp.

  The Grimms rested for about eight hours and sent the third bowl, which gave them even less pressure, and thus they sent it even closer to the fire globe, which filled the bowl with strands of fire even more quickly before it returned.

  One by one, the Grimms begin to send one bowl after another; each of their attempts would be easier than the last as the lamps would help them and as such, the four days passed by, and Grimms were able to fill the twelve sections of lamp and would fill the last one in few minutes when the bowl returned.

  The bowl is returning fast while fire burning in it brightly; this will fill the last bowl that will fill its twelfth section.

  Three and half a minute passed when the bowl returned and went back into the lamp. As the door of the lamp had closed, the whole lamp had brightened up in a bronze light, and it stayed like that for about a minute before a shine began to die down.

  "Hahaha… I have found the worthy fire for my lamp of twelve lights; with it, my strength would increase drastically……" Laughed the Horseman ecstatically. "Now, I did not even have fear the videttes and even be able to fight against the best of human Grandmasters," It added loudly.

  "Congratulation, Lord Tasga. With such wonderful treasure in your hand, no Grimm would be your match," the Werewolf congratulated fawningly.

  Following its cue, others also begin to congratulate the Horseman one by one, including the Antman who did with the greeted teeth and Horseman, was too happy to reply to the greeting with sarcasm.

  "Rest, we will leave after you all had recovered," It said, "and as I promised, I will reward you all handsomely," It said and looked each of Grimms in the eye, and when it looked at Antman, its eyes turned sarcastic.

  Antman gritted its teeth, seeing that; it knew despite it helping accomplish its goal, it would only get embarrassment and already braced itself for that.

  Three hours passed by, and even the weakest of Grimm have recovered; Though, not completely.

  All of them have been seriously injured too many times and healing their injuries with resources, due to which there are very tiny injuries remain in their bodies. They would need a long rest to recover from those tiny injuries.

  "This place is amazing; I am sure many of our brethren will come here. If any of them have amazing treasure as my precious lamp," It said with a laugh and placed the lamp into its storage.

  "Let's leave; we have a war to fight and humans to kill," It said and began to lead the Grimms away from the globe.

  I chose that very moment to act; the formation inside my seed had activated and powerful aura that would scare even a peak Elite burst out of Antman.

  BOOM!

  At the same, the Antman crushed the formation of wooden plates, which instantly burned the whole formation to the ashes…… It happened so fast that even Peak Grandmaster like Horseman was not able to react quickly enough to stop it.