Chapter 613
Chapter 613 Entering Faen
Bringing a bunch of metal golems to fight in another world?
The witches present were first stunned at first but quickly began to snicker secretly.
These witches had some idea of these metal golems’ power, seeing how they were encased in their dozens of centimeters of armor. These one hundred golems alone could raze a sizeable human city of several hundred thousand people with no difficulty.
However; what about it?
The number of magical crystals needed to raise so many metal golems was astounding.
It was true that they were undefeated and unchallenged when pit against human armies. But what happened after that? Could the losses incurred in powering the golems be covered by the damaged armor and weapons captured from the opponent? Where was the value in conquering other planes if every battle only incurred further losses like that?
Every single adept’s tower of the Northern Witches contained many different steel statues, metal golems, voodoo beasts, and construct lifeforms. However, they could only remain within the tower as part of its defense system. It was very rare for a golem or a statue to be transported and placed on a faraway battlefield.
Unfortunately, the elven gods had already turned the place into a mighty empire. The Pale Witches had faced a brutal retaliation from the elven pantheon and the elven empire during their very first invasion.
The two parties had broken out into a bloody battle upon the elven continent.
The Pale Witches had killed as many as five elven gods. Though these were all minor deities of only Second and Third Grade, they had still dealt a heavy, severe blow to the elven pantheon. Even the Sixth Grade Goddess of Elves Saoirse had been forced into a deep sleep of a thousand years.
The Pale Witches had also suffered horrifying losses.
Two of their Great Adepts from the outlands had participated in the war. One died, and the other had been severely wounded. Still, they had barely managed to stave off the attacks from the elven pantheon.
The Pale Witches had also lost clan adepts counting up to double digits. In the end, they had no choice but to retreat from the elves’ continent and escape on their last legs to a place known as Shadow Island.
The Pale Witches erected a tall adept’s tower upon Shadow Island and constructed an interplanar teleportation array. They then obtained some reinforcements from the World of Adepts. It was only then that they barely managed to hold a forward camp in Faen.
Over the next thousand years, the Pale Witches would launch an invasion at the Garan or Faen continent every time they accumulated sufficient strength. They would use war to rob and ruin the villages and cities of these two continents such that they might obtain the resources they required.
Faen was a top-tier mid-sized plane after all. The Pale Witches alone would have a hard time expanding their lands and obtaining more resources when Faen had sufficient power to defend itself. That was why the Pale Witches took the opportunity of the Witch Council’s suggestion of sharing resources to offer up Faen.
At any rate, the teleportation coordinates of Faen were in their hands. Why wouldn’t they do something as convenient as using the strength of the other branches to expand their territories? The small share of resources they would have to give up on couldn’t compare to the land and population that they would be able to own forever.
Thus, on this day, an intense magical radiance shone upon the adept’s tower on the isolated Shadow Island.
Several magical halos stirred the air around the island like an unrelenting tide, causing the wind to ripple outward. The dense mist that always hung around Shadow Island was pushed into the distance by this strange force. The bright sunlight finally fell upon the jagged and uneven Shadow Island along with all of the protective arrays laid upon it.
A massive portal slowly opened up in the center of Shadow Island when the magical aura radiating from the tower reached its peak.
At this moment, no one knew how many pairs of strange eyes around Shadow Island were silently witnessing this phenomenon happen.
They didn’t dare go too far into Shadow Island due to the existence of the protective arrays and the tower. They could only wait silently on the small islands nearby.
“Cough! Go back and tell the priest. The witches are moving again. It seems yet another slaughter is about to befall our plane of Faen.”
A strange merfolk watched the happenings in the distance. They couldn’t help but sigh as they gave the order when they sensed the intense spatial aura in the air.
Thus, everything that had happened on Shadow Island was subtly spread to all the major forces of Faen!