'Chew Chew,'
Ashlyn chirped in my mind, telling me she will bring the prey within a minute. Hearing that, I calmed my excited breathing and waited with the bated breaths.
It had been ten days since I walked out of the Sunlit Dome, and after spending a week in the city, consolidating my strength, I got back in the forest three days ago, and now, my strength is far greater than it was when I finished sucking up Tyrant Crockman.
In the three days, I had sucked the bloodline of fourteen Grimm Monsters, which filled about two hundred and fifty thousand hexagonal cells of Honeycomb, which are slightly greater than what Crockman did.
Which had again increased my strength immensely, and that now, I could kill even the most powerful Emperor with a single swing of my sword, but that is to be expected. Emperors are no challenge to me; the real challenge is the Tyrant, one of which I am about to face.
