Monster Integration (Web Novel)

I was shocked so much that I had nearly fatally injured three hundred and twelve people who were going through the cleansing.

If I had not controlled myself just now, they all would have been fatally injured, and most importantly, the cleansing solution made with stainless lotuses as the core ingredient would have gone to waste.

Still, the thing I had just found out is extremely shocking with the power to affect the whole race, and if not for me being at the critical juncture, I would have already leaped to my core. Now, I just to be happy with the memories I shared with my clone as it does experiment with this thing.

Time passed painfully slow; each second felt like hours that I wanted to abandon it all, but of course, I did not. That would be idiocy and harm these people, some of whom are on the roster for this month's breakthrough into the Grandmaster class.

Finally, twenty-seven minutes passed, and the last of the person got cleaned of the impurities of body and soul, and the moment that happened, a wave of silvery fire went of me, scaring the shit of the Masters, who will have no resistance against it, if want to burn them.

It just burned the filthy impurities they had released, including the smell that made this beautiful hall into a shithole.

"Congratulation, everyone, all the impurities of body and soul had been cleansed thoroughly; with it, most of you wouldn't have a problem in reaching the Grandmaster class,"

"Of course, it is on the condition that those who had taken their comprehension of inheritance to the peak, doing that," I said, and everyone laughed,

Before the project started, there was no lacking of people with enough comprehension of their inheritance to break into the Grandmaster class; the problem used to be their talent and the strength of their body and soul.

Now, after fifteen months since the beginning, these problems are solvable, and the main hurdle is the comprehension of their inheritance, which the project could not help much with. It all depends upon their efforts and their comprehension power.

"Thank you, Grandmaster,"

They thanked me as they bowed, but I had already closed my eyes, and now at my core, I was staring at the sand in the bowl.

This sand is no different from the common sand on the beach, but it is not; one might have a hard time believing it, but it is a resource of origin. In all the tests my clone had done, all point out it is a resource of origin, with quite straightforward ability.

I moved my palm up and released a powerful gust of silver fire; it was powerful enough to burn even a common High Grandmaster, but as it touched the sand, it got completely absorbed; there is not a single spark of the fire remained on the sand, nor there is any change.

"Hot," I said as I touched the sand; it was hot as my fire, and the strangest thing is, it did not show it was hot, even passed over, it did not affect by it. It only reacts with organic things, such as the touch of humans, plants, and even the soul.

This sand had two properties; from what my clone was able to find out, one is absorption and containment, and both properties are extremely strong that it will not have even the slightest problem in absorbing the Grand Lords' power.

A few minutes later, I opened my eyes and tapped on my holowatch, carefully wording the mail and sending it before stepping into the teleportation formation.

Buzz!

The teleportation formation buzzed, and I disappeared and appeared inside a familiar manor, which excluded the calming energy.

I stepped out of formation and walked inside a massive mansion, and soon, I appeared in front of the bronze gate and pressed my palm against it; as it accepted my aura, the bronze door began to open. Soon, they opened completely, and I entered a big round hall.

In the center of the hall is a huge formation, and the center of which is Grand Commander is sitting; quite a big change has occurred in her over these past few months.

Her hair turned silvery white, and so is her eyes; dense vein-like patterns appeared all over her skin, and though the faint silver white mist was coming out, she looked like a goddess with all these changes, but the reality was the opposite; these changes were killing her.

Aside from Grand Commander, there is lady Vivian and Lord of glass, but also Lady Angela and Patriarch Bradford, both of them are receiving the end of her intense glare of her. I am not surprised; after what they did to her in the morning, it is far for her to be angry, ranging even.

"Grandmaster, why do you call this urgent meeting? Have you found something?" asked Lady Vivian with evident hope in her voice.

"Yes," I replied while feeling relieved that I was not at receiving end of her anger.

"What is it?" she asked as she appeared in front of me, "This," I said and took out a bowl with the sand. She did not say anything but touch it before burrowing her hand inside it; for a couple of seconds, nothing happened when suddenly a frown appeared on her face, which turned into shock.

"Unseal my powers; I want to check this thing out," she said to Lady Angel; it was more like bark.

Earlier, when she mentioned she was planning to go to hipon, the grand lords collectively sealed most of her power and bound her to a pyramid.

The life of a Grand Lord is important more important than even a Grand Commander; they would not let her risk her life when the whole race is fighting for its survival.

Lady Angela sighed, and the barbed crown on Vivian's head turned green from blue, and the next moment, I felt her pouring an immense amount of energy into the sand.

"It really is a resource of origin," she whispered in shock and passed the bowl to Lady Angela, who too tested it. It took them a while to calm their emotions.

"Where did you get this from, Grandmaster?" she asked. "Believe it or not, it had come from donation, and it is a Knight that gave it to us," I said to their great surprise.

"Will this be suitable to hera?" asked Lady Vivian, "We will find out once we test it," I said and walked toward the formation where Grand Commander was sitting. She is still in meditation, and nobody is in the mood to wake her out of it unless they find something concrete.

I stopped at the end of the formation and placed the bowl on a small circular formation, which I have specifically added to test the suitability of resources.

In the current state, I could go near the formation; the slightest touch of this lunar frost would freeze my body and soul. Even quasi Grand Lords will be frozen to death by these icy lunar fumes; only Grand Lords could survive against them.

The formation lit, and we watched with bated breath; it took twelve minutes for the result to appear, and when it had a shock and ecstasy couldn't help but appear in its eyes.

The number is 63%; this earth's elemental resource of origin has 63% suitability with her.