"You Batard!"
The mighty Grand Lord roared behind me, and I sensed a killing intent so vast that it had threatened to break my mind despite the immunity I have.
I have never sensed such mighty killing intent; it is so vast and dense that it overwhelmed me in an instant but also made me understand so many things at once that my killing rule advanced in an instant and which helped me get out of the sanguine world, I had found myself in.
I had thought the overwhelming killing intent was worse; the Grimm Grand Lord wanted to break my mind, but I was wrong. It had something more planned for me, something against which I have no chance of defense; an attack.
Behind me, I saw a huge scaly green claw made of energy coming at me; the claw was huge, and it was over a hundred meters long, coming at me with a speed that I would not outrun if I had burned all the essence in my body, for the one final burst.
