Chapter 654
Fandral was the oldest, most senior, and most powerful high-grade druid of the Emerald Dream.
Of course, he was also an undisputed Fourth Grade Great Druid.
There were only two Fourth Grade Great Druids among all the druids of the elven kingdom. One was Fandral, the great elder of the elder’s council. The other was Dizenn, also a Great Druid of high acclaim and with many admirers and followers.
In comparison, the druid god messenger blessed by Yurga himself, strangely enough, only had the power of a Third Grade. The god messenger wasn’t the strongest individual among the druids.
On the one hand, this had to do with the fact that it wasn’t easy to find and cultivate a god messenger that was compatible with a god’s origin power. On the other, it was also due to the loose, free, and natural way of doing things that the druids believed in.
If it were the human pantheon, they would most definitely pave the path for their god messengers and have them complete their journey and training at the fastest speed. This way, they would reach the peak of their lives as soon as possible and become Fourth Grade powerhouses.
That would allow them to be of much more help to the gods.
However, the druids believed in the way of nature. They didn’t like to hasten growth by pulling things by their stalks. They preferred to slowly grind and learn their own nature’s way through the trivialities of everyday life and their time spent in nature. The previous druid god messenger died of natural causes four hundred years ago, and his soul had returned to the oak tree. The newly promoted druid favored by Yurga only then slowly rose to the level of a Third Grade.
Thus, there was nothing other than fear and respect that the sea creatures felt for a massive metal mountain that could freely traverse the skies.
Greem had arranged another magical machine warrior to be stationed upon the island– the Goblin Bomberman. It was also in charge of a small squad of magical machines.
Greem immediately listened to a more comprehensive situation report from the Goblin Bomberman upon returning to the island.
After the in-depth description from the Goblin Bomberman, Greem finally found out that the island had been attacked over a dozen times by the seafolk army in the two dozen days they had been away. Their most massive scale assault had even possessed as many as twenty First Grade seafolk powerhouses joining them.
Of course, these odd yet grotesque seafolk powerhouses were all defeated singlehandedly by the Goblin Bomberman, who had the power of a pseudo-Second Grade. After killing five seafolk powerhouses (including two Second Grades), the remaining seafolk had immediately dispersed and fled. They no longer dared to fight with the Goblin Bomberman on land.
When the Goblin Bomberman reported to Greem, it also emphasized its evaluation of these seafolk powerhouses. There was only one word it had for them– weak.
Despite accompanying Greem across two to three planes, the newly promoted Goblin Bomberman might have the fundamental strength of Second Grade, but it was still very much lacking in the soft skills that fully qualified it as a Second Grade. In its eyes though, these Second Grade powerhouses of Faen couldn’t even compare to the First Grade elite adepts of the World of Adepts in terms of individual might.
The natural frailty of the seafolk turned them into rotten meat that could be easily thrown about and ravaged when they were faced with the terrifying murder machine that was the Goblin Bomberman. Their rusted metal spears and knives shattered beneath the Bomberman’s unbreakable metal body. Their weak and powerless water arrows burst into drops of water on the chest of the Bomberman.
A single Goblin Bomberman had utterly defeated the two dozen seafolk powerhouses. In the end, they had no choice but to turn tail and run after suffering such tremendous losses!