After coming out of the secret chamber, the first person Grimm met was the goblin 'God of War', Tigole.
When Tigole read the detailed and comprehensive information, he could not help but break out in sweat. His body that was less than a meter and a half began to tremble uncontrollably.
At the end of the day, he was just a little Grade 1 goblin. Only when he was in a Combat Magical Machine could he unleash the so-called Grade 2 battle strength. Hence, when Tigole stood in front of Grimm and endured his cold and merciless gaze, a shiver that came from the depths of his soul took over his entire body.
The past few decades were enough for Tigole and Vanessa to drift apart, and they went on two different paths of development. At least, Tigole's name rarely appeared in the reports of the Magic Association that Vanessa submitted.
This was also one of the main reasons why Grim called Tigule over.
After reading the entire report, Tigole seemed to have aged a few decades. His goblin appearance and spirit seemed to have collapsed.
"My Lord … Vanessa's actions do not represent the entire goblin race. I … I … "Standing in front of Grimm, Tigole, who was eager to express his stance, was already incoherent. He did not even know what he was saying.
"Such a huge move, such a huge plan, she cannot carry it out alone. She must rope in some goblins with sufficient strength and weight. How do you think I should deal with them? " Grimm, who was draped in a red robe, stared coldly at Tigole with a pale face.
"My Lord, my Lord … Don't doubt the loyalty of the goblins! All these years, your benevolence and generosity have won the respect and trust of the goblins. I dare say that apart from a few stubborn old goblins, most of the goblins are on your side … "
"Stubborn old goblins? Does that mean you have some understanding of these people? "
"… Yes!"
It was a simple 'yes', but it left Tigole hesitant and heartbroken.
"When I received this report, the Magic Association had already become active. They are actively pushing forward the 'escape plan'. Tell me, how should I deal with them? "Although Grim's words were light and breezy, Tigole's heart trembled with fear.
After all these years of edification and experience, how could Tigule not understand the Magi's hatred and cruelty towards traitors? Hence, no matter how much he wanted to protect Vanessa, he had to consider if he would drag the entire goblin race into the abyss of destruction.
On top of that, although Tigule didn't agree with Vanessa's decision, he didn't actively step forward to stop her. One unspeakable reason was that subconsciously, Tichole might have hoped that Vanessa's operation would succeed.
In the decades that the Mana Association had been developing and growing, she had come into contact with and bewitched many of the goblin leaders. However, they either chose to follow her lead or ignored her. After all, there were only a few who could actively provide information to the Crimson Family's higher-ups.
And in the depths of their hearts, these fellows likely had the same thoughts as Tigu.
He didn't want to get himself involved, yet he was happy to see it happen. This kind of thinking was also poisonous!
If they got to the bottom of this, the Crimson Family might not be able to avoid a large scale purge of the entire goblin race. Once the family raised the butcher's knife against the goblins, the branches of the family that weren't on good terms with the goblins might jump out and add fuel to the fire, making the situation worse.
If this happened, it was highly possible that the entire goblin race would be unable to rise again, and they would be reduced to a second-rate faction within the family. This was clearly something that Tigule couldn't accept.
Hence, faced with the family head's almost coercive questioning, Tigule could only speak with difficulty and promise, "Sir, don't worry! Leave this matter to me. I … I will definitely handle it to your satisfaction. "
Now that things had come to this, no matter how little hope there was, Tigule still wanted to fight for the right to take charge of this matter. Only by taking control of the situation and accurately eliminating the 'bad goblins' could he prevent the side branches from causing unnecessary trouble and escalating the situation, which would then turn into a suppression of the entire goblin race.
Grimm examined Tigule, and finally said, "You've been with me for decades, so I have this bit of trust in you. I'll leave this matter to you. After you leave, remember to gather Kabi, Loke, and Ducila. Use the shortest amount of time and speed to handle this matter for me. "
"Understood, sir! I'll definitely take care of it. "
After subserviently agreeing, Tigole respectfully retreated from the room.
After Tigule left, the light in the reception room changed. A green plant placed in the corner actually warped and transformed into the appearance of the Great Goblin Sage Kabi.
"You heard everything Tigule said just now, right? After we leave this place, he'll be in charge of handling the matters of the Magic Association. However, I want you to help me keep an eye on his every move and make sure he doesn't overstep the rules. If he has any improper thoughts … "Grimm took out a puppet talisman that could summon elemental equipment and threw it to Kabi," You have to stop him! If you handle this matter well, I'll help you deal with the conflict in your bloodline … "
Kabi's innate potential was inferior to that of a human's. Even after absorbing the Giant Serpent Bloodline Regeneration Potion, the bloodline power he absorbed was far inferior to Gargamel's. Kabi couldn't even form a snake head, and even the dark green scales on his body were sparse, unable to form a true serpent scale armour.
Grabbing the puppet talisman, Kabi's dark green face was filled with excitement and fanaticism. He immediately patted his chest loudly, "Master, don't worry! With me here, those blind fellows can forget about playing any tricks. "
"Mm, go!"
It had been a long time since he'd been in contact with Grimm, and this had left Kabi's heart feeling empty, unable to calm down. But now, as Grimm tossed him a bone, Kabi's vigor and spirit immediately rose. He was so excited that even his beady eyes became bright and spirited.
After Kabi left excitedly, Grimm hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still chose to meet Bliss.
Thus, seven minutes after sending the message, the Insect Lich Bliss hurried over and met the reclusive family head at the top of the Blazing Flame Monarch.
"You want to see me? Tell me, what's the matter? "Grimm yawned lightly, looking listless.
The previous bloodline replacement had consumed too much of his energy and mind. Furthermore, as the new bloodline was fusing with his body and soul, it was also continuously consuming his energy. Therefore, at this moment, what he needed the most was rest and nourishment.
To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that the Insect Lich Bliss had followed him for a long time and was considered one of the most capable warriors of the Crimson Family in the early stages, Grimm would not even meet a Grade 2 'small fry' with his current status.
"Sir, I … I can no longer move forward on the path of evolution …" The worm wizard who had waited for months to see Grimm knew that time was precious, so he no longer pretended to hide his problem and directly stated his problem, "Sir, I … I can no longer move forward on the path of evolution …"
"Oh?" Grimm was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. Only then did he sit up straight, blue light flickering in his black pupils as he began to size up the insect shaman Bliss before him.
Although the bloodline fusion in his body had taken up a lot of his spiritual force, and although Bliss's body was surrounded by a defensive force field that could not be seen by the naked eye, Bliss's instinctive defensive force field could not block the A.I. Chip's scan and Depth Perception in the face of the great disparity in spiritual force.
While Bliss was trembling under Grimm's eyes that seemed to contain powerful magic, Grimm had quickly gathered all the necessary data.
Bliss, high grade 2. Occupation: Bloodline Magus (Insect Shaman). Stats: Strength 7, Vitality 12, Agility 7, Spirit 27 …
It had to be said that Bliss was a summoning-type insect shaman. Since he did not have to personally enter the battlefield, he rarely refined or modified his body. Hence, among the rank 2 Magi, his basic stats could be said to be 'pitiful'!
However, this was not a big problem. As long as he was given enough time and resources, it would not be a problem for him to build up a body with decent stats. On the contrary, the thing that was restricting Bliss's evolution was not his insect body, but his insect mother.
In essence, the insect mother that Entich had obtained through some unknown method had a limit of rank 3. After separating from Entich, it had chosen to fuse with Bliss again. This change in host had undoubtedly depleted much of its potential.
Hence, when Bliss advanced step by step to high grade 2, he could clearly feel his evolution slowing down, to the point that it seemed to be stuck.
The reason why Bliss was in such a hurry to meet Grimm was naturally because he wanted his help in finding a new direction to continue his evolution.
The same problem probably existed in all Blood Sorcerers to some extent.
Once his evolution potential was exhausted, it meant that he had reached the end of his path as a Magus. Even if he spent hundreds of years, he would not be able to improve his strength. That kind of despair that was carved deep into his bones was the most torturous.
With Bliss's talent and strength, he would have needed 300 to 400 years to grow and reach the limit of his potential in the latter half of his insect life. However, following in Grimm's footsteps, Bliss had become a capable fighter of the Crimson Family. In just a hundred years, he had reached the limit of his evolution.
This was his misfortune, but at the same time, it was a great fortune!
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