Chapter 727
One month later.
After traversing many rough mountains and hills, Greem’s party of six finally arrived at the Burning Plains they had heard so much about.
The entire world changed before their eyes when they climbed across one steep mountain.
The brilliant sun in the sky was covered beneath a layer of dark gray mist; only a sullen red wheel could vaguely be seen.
However, the most eye-catching feature of the area wasn’t its sky or the ever-present heat waves, but the geography.
When one looked into the distance, they wouldn’t be able to find any other color apart from red. There were dark red lands and the crimson rocks. A strange power had twisted this once beautiful mountain into a burning land with almost no life.
Fissures and lava pools of various sizes were everywhere. The large-scale eruptions of underground volcanoes over the years had turned all the rocks here into magma, forever altering the geography of the land. The mighty volcanoes, shattered mountains, and jagged magma fields impressed all outsiders with the destructiveness of nature!
A massive volcano was still spitting out thick black smoke and volcanic ash in the distance at the very limits of the adepts’ range of sight. Occasionally, some blazing piece of volcanic rock would fly out of the volcano and crash somewhere, leaving a trail of black smoke in the air.
However, this ‘meager’ strength was entirely insignificant before Greem’s party!
“Who’s going?” Greem looked at these pathetic pseudo-adept level fools strutting in front of him. He smiled chillingly and secretly sent mental messages to everyone.
Oliven remained unmoving.
Tigule gripped the crystal golem talisman dangling on his chest, wondering if he should let out the Goblin Shredder now. Dragonborn Zacha had yet to take a step or speak before Mary laughed and struck.
Red shadows flashed all over the place.
Mary took off her hood and revealed her pretty face. A large and steaming heart pulsed in the right hand she had extended from under her cloak.
The orc captain’s eyes were wide open, staring unbelievably at the still-beating heart the opponent was holding in her hand. It was a long time later before he remembered to look down and examine his chest, only to see a massive hole and a fountain of blood where it once was.
That heart was his.
This thought hadn’t entirely formed in his mind when the orc captain roared, dropped his weapon, and collapsed heavily to the ground.
Mary lifted the orc heart and raised her hand as if to down an entire glass of wine in a single go. She immediately started spitting out the blood and tossed the heart away as far as she could.
“These orcs’ blood is foul. Dammit! They deserve to die!” A stern look flashed in her crimson eyes, “Billis, I’ll leave these fellows all to you! ”
The cloaked bug adept acknowledged Mary’s words and stepped forward. He waved his loose sleeve as a massive swarm of insects surged outward, turning into ten black arrows and shooting toward every single orc.
The orc warriors roared upon seeing this and raised their weapons to cut these black arrows into pieces. However, the arrows immediately scattered and turned into swarms of black insects, lunging at the orcs faces and bodies.
In the blink of an eye, all nine orc warriors and the fallen orc captain were completely covered in a layer of squirming black insects.
The orc warriors tossed away their weapons and used their large fists and palms to swat away at the insects on their bodies. They smashed several of the insects into pungent blood and pulp, but even more of them crawled into the orcs’ bodies through their orifices or simply dug inside through the wounds they had inflicted.
The orc warriors roared and howled in agony. These swarm of black insects had actually devoured them alive!
Though everyone had seen this scene play out many times before, they still couldn’t completely get used to it.
Slaughter was natural to adepts, and they weren’t opposed to it. However, not every adept could accept making slaughter such a bloody and cruel affair. In particular, Tigule felt his stomach roll, and he frowned.
He would probably be gagging if he wasn’t trying his best to hold it back!