Age of Adepts

Chapter 794 - Mission Accomplished



Chapter 794 Mission Accomplished

Fire fists rained down from above.

However, they were intercepted by a pair of fire hands that appeared out of nowhere.

The Flame Fiend of Terror had been beaten beyond recognition, yet it still clung onto Artes’ heavy right arm with its crippled body. Three six-meter-tall fire giants were entangled together, rolling around and fighting in the magma pool.

Greem took advantage of the Flame Fiend dragging down Artes’ arms to lean in toward the enemy. He then used his burning hands to stab the massive crater on the Fire Lord’s chest. Shattered stone dust from the hole fell as Greem pierced with his hands as the cracks started to spread further throughout Artes’ body.

Artes began to struggle and resist with increasing intensity as if he sensed the threat of death. His powerful stone arms pummelled the Flame Fiend furiously. The Flame Fiend’s elementium body finally dispersed, incapable of enduring any more punishment.

The crystalline magical golem core fell into the pool and vanished within, only leaving behind a few bubbles.

It was already the third time the enemy had destroyed the Flame Fiend of Terror while it was summoned!

It was fairly interesting…

Greem’s eyes couldn’t help but turn wet again.

How could it just be ‘fairly interesting’? It was such a big thing. If his luck or power were slightly worse during that fight, then he would have received the tragic fate of death in another world. Yet, such a life-and-death battle was only ‘fairly interesting’ in the eyes of this Cindral.

The look in the Third Grade tiger’s eyes didn’t change at all. He didn’t seem moved by Greem’s self-mockery.

“My mission here is complete! Then, for the rest of the trip, I welcome Sir Cindral to visit my private adept’s tower.” Greem shook his head and cast away these pointless thoughts. He forced himself to put on a smile and respectfully extended an invitation at the tiger.

“Let us set off then!” On the contrary, Cindral was very interested in this topic and immediately stood up to leave.

Greem had no choice but to follow after closely him.

…………

Lance. The Metal Fortress.

An impatient dragon was pacing around the metal hall.

Finally, Arms could no longer suppress his frustration and stopped his pointless pacing. He roared angrily at the empty hall, “It’s been eleven days. It’s been eleven days since I came here. Why has your human master not appear yet? No, I must see him immediately. At once…immediately.”

A short moment later, Gazlowe’s strange voice rang out in the metal hall.

“Sir Arms, I apologize for this matter, but there is nothing I can do. From what I understand, Lord Greem is currently traveling in a different world and will have trouble returning in the short term. Even if I could send news of you to him, he couldn’t possibly abandon his mission for something as minor as this. As such…”

“Minor…minor,” Almost as if he had been infuriated by this word, Arms voice immediately turned an octave louder, “My woman has almost been taken away by someone else, and you call it minor. Believe me; I can turn this place into a sea of fire with a single dragon’s breath!”

Arms was practically threatening at this point.

“I really can’t do anything, Sir Arms. Judging by your description, this matter involves a terrifying Fourth Grade dragon. An individual of this level exceeds my authority. I have to wait for Lord Greem to return to make a decision, regardless of how worried you are!”

After the catharsis of yelling, Arms once against started pacing in the hall.

Wait, wait, wait. What else could he do apart from waiting now?

Arms felt like his heart was being boiled in oil whenever he thought of his pretty lady-dragon crush in the arms of another dragon at this moment. He couldn’t sit still at all.

That damned Greem, where did he go?


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