"BOOM!"

  "The breakthrough," said someone behind me when a large explosion rang out, and a couple of seconds later, the aura of Grandmaster spread into the watching room.

  It was just the beginning.

  In the next thirteen minutes, three more explosions rang out, and the Grandmaster class aura spread; in the span of fourteen minutes, all four Inheritance Masters had made a breakthrough into the Grandmaster class.

  I cast a glance at the council and grand lord and found of them are surprised with eyes full of amazement and wonder.

  All the breakthroughs are not finished; there are five people who still had to breakthroughs, all with bloodlines, and they will take time.

  Unlike the highly modified breakthrough of the Inheritance hosts, the breakthroughs of bloodline hosts are mostly natural with minimum interference from me; they will take time.

  Nobody seemed to be in a hurry here; the important people like Grand Lords and council members have come with projections. Their real bodies might be sitting in control of central command or fighting on the battlefield.

  Everybody is watching the breakthroughs carefully, without missing a beat.

  Each Grandmaster is important, especially those that are being produced today. These Grandmasters represent a future.

  We would produce seventeen today; by the end of nine months, we will have a hundred Grandmasters that will help defend against the tide the Grimm will send at us.

  An hour passed, and the five bloodline Masters are still hadn't broken through. The bloodline energy continues to funnel into their bodies, directly into their bloodline, making it stronger and stronger every second.

  Fifty more minutes passed when the source closed, and a few seconds later, Grandmaster's aura spread from the fifth window. The bloodline phantom had appeared behind carina before merging inside her, making her aura even more stable.

  It was just a beginning as another breakthrough came twenty minutes later, ten minutes after that, another, and then another eleven minutes later; within an hour, four Masters leveled up into the Grandmaster class.

  Now, only one had remained Daman; if the problem had not occurred in his bloodline, he would have made a breakthrough already, but now, it will take some time, and that will be a very good thing for him.

  I could see the changes occurring in his bloodline as it absorbed the thick and pure source of energy; this long absorption will provide him great benefits.

  I am extremly curious about the scale of benefits; if they are great enough, then I might take a risk to replicate them in other breakthroughs. Making a bloodline unstable during the breakthrough is extremly risky, but if the benefits are great enough, I will take risks.

  Even though I am producing the Grandmasters, their strength is average and above average. I want them to be stronger, so they could fight more enemies of the same level to offset the number of disadvantages we have and also kill our enemies.

  Forty more minutes passed by when finally the bloodline source energy stopped, and I watched with bated breath.

  Three seconds passed when the metaphysical scan lit up, and a moment later, the aura of Grandmaster burst out of Damon's body, and it was strong, very strong, strong enough to surprise all those who were watching.

  It is high in an initial level of Grandmaster class, close to mid Grandmaster class; with some hard work, Damon had a chance to reach the mid-level of the Grandmaster class.

  Clap, Clap Clap…


  Once again, everyone began to clap, and even Grand Lord stood up and clapped, which have shocked me.

  "Amazing, truly amazing; this old man never expected to see such a scene in his whole life." "Gaining seventeen Grandmasters in a single day, such thing had happened first time in three and a half millennia," said Patriarch Bradford, showing emotions that I had only seen when I healed the twins.

  "You are a true scion of her excellency, Micheal Zaar," said Grand Tower Mistress Angela. I am not the only one who was able to do something like that. Her Excellency Catherine had done something like it three and half millennia ago.

  She had made twenty-two Masters made a breakthrough into the Grandmaster class in a single day. There are clear records of it but no records of how she accomplished it; it would have really helped me if there had been records of the methods she used.

  Maybe, she has some treasure or even something like rule-bending power. I am also the same. I am not keeping records of my methods outside; everything is inside my core.

  There is no use in keeping the record; nearly all things could not be accomplished without the help of rule-bending power. A power of which I have seen no record, mention, or even a hint in all the books I have read.

  "It is the second time this old woman has felt that we could win this war, not just survive it," said Matron Mavis.

  95% of wars we fight, nobody wins; usually, one side suffers more than others, usually, but nobody wins. Winning means crushing the enemy, and in more than ten thousand years, we have been able to do that only a few times.

  "Grand Lords, you are giving me credit alone; a single me would not have been able to accomplish what we have achieved; it is due to the help of my team I am able to achieve this," I said and turned to the people who helped me accomplish it.

  "What we have achieved today is hard work of all of us; without you all, it wouldn't have been possible," I said to Jim, Grandmaster Charline, the council, and Grand Lords; without their help, nothing would have been possible.

  "To appreciate your hard work and celebrate today's accomplishment, I have arranged a small party; I would be glad if all of you would take time in your busy schedule and attend it," I said to everyone in the room, including the council and Grand Lords.

  "Will you be the making all the food yourself?" asked Jim, and the eyes of several people lit up at that question; "Yes, everything will be made by me, and I will also provide a good wine, so please come," I replied to his question which brough beaming smiles on his face and few others.