Chapter 844 - The Battle Concludes
Chapter 844 The Battle Concludes
The might of a Third Grade adept was horrifying when they went all out.
The next four Flame Fiends that Greem summoned were also destroyed by Yurga in much the same fashion, turning into sacrifices before the famed title of the Death Heralding Crow.
However, the Flame Fiends of Terror truly lived up to their names. They managed to cause pretty substantial damage to this Third Grade adept with their retaliation before dying. This accumulation of wounds quickly affected Yurga’s ability to fight, making it difficult for him to so ‘easily’ dispatch one Flame Fiend after another.
Greem had also been forced to drink a vial of moonwater to recover the loss of his magical powers and Spirit.
He had only managed to last until now against Yurga with his Second Grade Spirit due to the Fire Throne set’s unique set effect of cutting fire magic Spirit exhaustion by half. Greem had to summon a Flame Fiend almost every fifteen minutes while opening a fire portal to summon fire creatures to occupy and exhaust Yurga.
It was due to these ‘lowly’ little tricks and a frightening loss of magical crystals that Greem gained an equal footing against a Third Grade adept. He had not shown himself on the battlefield from the very start of the battle until the very end. However, the Flame Fiends and fire creatures he summoned were all over the place, turning the entire arena into a scary sea of fire.
The individual lethality of Yurga was amazing, and he was no weakling even amongst Third Grade adepts. However, he was somewhat powerless against Greem’s swarming strategies.
It couldn’t be helped. Regardless of how smart or wise Yurga was, he would never have expected to receive such massive physical wounds at such intensity. Thus, the number of potions for physical wounds in his reserves were far less than the number of medicines meant for recovering Spirit.
This meager supply of potions had been exhausted after just three rounds of use.
When Yurga dragged his injured body around the arena, unable to find suitable potions, the two Flame Fiends once again charged at him.
This time, Yurga was truly scared!
He could still fire one or two Death Gazes to deal with these two Flame Fiends with his remaining Spirit and soul origin. However, this last bit of his power was reserved for dealing with the Second Grade fire adept. If he used them up here, what could he rely on to exterminate the opponent of his duel?
Yurga had no choice but to drag his wounded body along and kite the Flame Fiends. He had to drag out the fight and allow his body to heal better.
Greem, who was in hiding, also realized that this was Yurga’s plan. He silently summoned a fire portal and sent a large group of fire creatures onto the battlefield once again.
Yurga was unbelievably furious when he saw this cannon fodder hop onto the arena.
The cannon fodder was nothing at all. Even a shockwave from Yurga’s battle with the Flame Fiends would exterminate most of them. However, any of the surviving trash only needed to stall his movements slightly, and the two pursuing Flame Fiend would be able to catch up and detonate.
Yurga was already terrified of their blasts!
He had lost the black smoke protecting his body. He had lost the aid of the potions. Don’t even mention the detonations of the Flame Fiends; just the Burning Domain in the background alone was slowly causing Yurga to experience the horror of magical flames.
The Burning Domain with no more than a hundred points of power was applying constant, unavoidable damage.
When Yurga was powerful, he could naturally ignore such weak ‘damage.’ However, once the battle entered the endgame, such ‘insignificant’ damage became the last straw to break the camel’s back. It caused Yurga to be hurt. Very hurt.
Finally, Yurga collapsed under the flame shockwave of the nineteenth Flame Fiend and completely fell unconscious.
Greem was afraid that Yurga was putting on a show, and he refused to show himself yet. It wasn;t until he commanded the Flame Fiend to chop off Yurga’s head and burn his body that Greem appeared at the edge of the battlefield.
Greem looked at the slowly fading defensive barrier around the arena and unhesitatingly took Yurga’s ugly and vicious head into his own hands. He then quickly gouged the strange red eye embedded in Yurga’s forehead.
The red eye was still exceedingly soft when he first took it out.
However, as Yurga’s soul aura started to fade, the strange red eye rapidly solidified and turned into an amber pearl. Upon closer inspection, there was a gray cross in the center of the pearl, and Greem could clearly sense a faint magical flux.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t absorb Yurga’s massive soul into this red-eye under everyone’s gaze. Otherwise, the remaining bloodline power might be even stronger!
Greem thought to himself as he lifted his head and looked at the arbitrating adept walking toward him with a sour face– Laurent.
This outcome was entirely beyond his expectations. It had caught him by surprise.
In all honesty, even Laurent himself didn’t know how to face Greem now.