Buzz!
A buzz rang in my mind, and the harvest of the Raxth had begun.
It had taken the runes one and half a minute to spread inside it, half a minute outside, nearly five minutes inside.
The runes had never taken more than a minute inside to spread the runes against a single Grimm; this time, it had taken nearly five, and the harvest wasn't going to be easy either.
The bloodline phantom of Grimm came out and roared before even a single drop of essence came inside.
It shook my core with such power that I wanted to ask Nero to power up the formation, but I stopped the moment the first drop of bloodline essence came out of the Raxth.
It is something I have not experienced before, it bears similarity with the Tyrants bloodline, but it has something the Tyrants bloodline does not.
