Boom Boom Boom

  Loud sounds of fighting could be heard across the sea; the sea, which was calm before, is now in great turmoil, and the thing is, we Tyrants haven't even begun fighting.

  It is only Tyrants are fighting, from unranked to Masters, and they were not holding back at all. We, the Grandmasters, have not entered the battlefield yet; it will depend on conditions whether we would fight or not.

  It is my twenty-fourth day here, and this is the third of all our battle that had happened here, of which only one me and other Grandmasters have entered to fight.

  The pressure of higher-ups and my colleagues has been bearing down on me, as since I have come here, I have not shown the result for which they have sent me. I could see the looks I was getting, and it couldn't help but pressure me.

  I am extremly close to achieving my target and would just need to do some finishing touches before I execute it.

  It is taking longer than I had thought; earlier, I had thought it would not take me more than fifteen days before I finish the majority of the Grandmasters here single-handedly and get a great harvest, but I have been busy by the revolutionary data I have gotten.

  It had occupied me, but it had already come me something which helped me make my seed even more comprehensive.

  Even now, I am standing; I am working on the last few details. It won't be long before I finish, a few hours at most.

  Once I am done, the only thing I would have to do is execute my plan and hope the higher-ups come to support me in time because even with all her strength, Grandmaster Atkins will not be enough to save me from the wrath of Grimm Monsters.

  It is such a regret that Blackstone Rhinoman had left the battlefield two days ago. I did not think it's leveling from initial Leader to peak Leader would be the reason for being called back.

  At least, I got the data packet before it left, the most precious data packet. Where I saw how its bloodline had given it the boost and how that boost spread around. It does not just power its bloodline gave it but also a few memories and a new method.

  Though it had not got the impartation I am most interested in, I am satisfied. The data is enough to keep me busy for quite a while.

  Most of my concentration is on working in my core, but I have spared some on the battle too. I had implanted seeds in all the three hundred and twenty-two Tyrants here, and their metaphysical scans are floating in front of me.

  I have been collecting data on these Tyrants since the minute I stepped in this place and even found some unpolished gems.

  I am sure many people would be interested in some of them; I will forward the data to the training centers, those people decide whether they want to take these unpolished gems or not. As long as they leave, I have selected aside, they will continue to get the list of the hidden gems from me.

  "Hasbro is good, don't you think, Grandmaster Zaar?" said Grandmaster Rhyder besides me. Hearing the mention of the name, a metaphysical scan appeared in front of me.

  "He is fine, but if you are asking about his chances of reaching the Grandmaster, then I will say they are quite low," I replied, surprising her.

  The man she had mentioned is Nicolas Hasbro from the Blazing Sphere, a talented fighter in his late twenties but already had reached the peak of Master class. He is very strong, having the power to contend against vidette, which is what it is doing.

  There are two videttes on this battlefield, and Hasbro is fighting one of them, and he is doing a good job.

  "We feel he have very good chances of reaching the Grandmaster class and has been providing the special guidance and resources," She said, clearly telling me I was wrong.

  "You are little wrong in that Grandmaster Rhyder; while Mr. Hasbro is a talented fighter, he is at the end of his potential." "

  The only reason he was even able to reach this stage was that he had consumed some treasure that increased his potential and widened the natural limit, which is now full," she answered, which made her frown.

  "So, he had no chance of reaching the Grandmaster class?" She asked after a second of silence. "I did not say that," I said with a smile.

  I would never tell anyone that, as that would be a lie. It might sound a little pretentious, but I truly believe everyone could make it to the highest stage of the world with little luck and lots of hard work.

  "I only stated what I saw. If he found amazing treasure like he did before or got some special method, he will have a good chance to breakthrough into the Grandmaster class," I added.

  My words seemed to make her think deeply as she became quiet, so quiet that she did not speak for a whole hour.

  While she remained quiet, I talked once in a while to respond to conversations of my colleagues.

  Suddenly, a change occurred in the battle; one of Master got cleaved into two by the attack of Grimm Monster before that Grimm Monster moved to join another battle, and instantly, another Master came under the pressure.

  The last Master feel was seventeen days ago, and it was an individual battle and now an all-out battle.

  With such powerhouse dying, its effects have spread across the battlefield, all the humans came under more pressure in an instant.

  "Be ready; the big guns would come down soon," warned Grandmaster Atkins, and all of us got into the attention. With the moral of battle swinging in their favor, there is no way the Grandmasters wouldn't join the battle.

  This is the kind of opportunity they search for.